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My Buddy Hamish has wanted my hole for ages. We play together but only as tops in 3 (or more) some. I have sucked his cock before but have only managed to get the first third in my mouth - it’s not the length but the girth. His cock is shaped like. Pyramid and gets wider with every inch - the base is thicker than a coke can - I guess about 5 inches. Anyway last night I let him take a shot on my hole. I was well lubed and I’d worn a butt plug all day. He put me on my back and put my legs over his shoulders. He moved forward and opened my legs wide. I felt his helmet press on my hole, he pushed and thrust his helmet through my ring. He pushed the first couple of inches into me. I’ve never felt so full and I thought my assshole was gunna rip open. He took his time and continued forcing his monster cock into me. I can’t say I was enjoying it - but he was. The look on his face told me he was enjoying my tight chute. It took about 20 minutes before he was finally balls deep in my hole. He stayed deep in me, telling me how he was gunna wreck my ass and shoot his load deep in me. He kissed me deep and forced his tongue in my mouth - I was so fukkin horny by now as I was getting used to his horse cock deep in me. He started to fuck me, slowly at first then he went faster and pulled his cock more before ramming it back in. He was grunting and I was moaning. He barked at me “what the fuck do you want” I moaned “Sir, I want you to pump your seed up the whole length of my chute” With that he gritted his teeth, grunted and I felt his hot sperm plastering the walls of my chute and filling my gut. He’s a heavy shooter - I know cuz I’ve sucked him off before and it was at least 4 mouthfuls. He pulled out and his load poured out my hole cuz he’d left me gaping wide open. I’d still wide as fuck today and my ass hurts! It’ll be a while before I give up my ass again to him but I definitely will. It was amazing to be fucked by a real bull. Sent from my iPad

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

For me the chems increase the quantity/quality/availability of assgasm. The only way to slow it down is for your top to ride the wave with you instead of pushing you on to the next. The problem is that a lot of tops enjoy watching us squirm, so they push those buttons frequently once they find them. So your solution is fewer chems, top who will slow down to allow you to enjoy the moment, or enjoy the ride. For me, personally, I like to enjoy the ride to exhaustion.

Ooops I forgot that a couple of years ago my 30 year old nephew visited my husband and me while we were vacationing at a large condo in Hawaii. His girlfriend was pissed-off at him and was blue-balling him. One thing led to another and we blew him and kept his balls drained for him. Neither of us would mind that hottie again!

Very unlikely that it's HIV. Quite possible that it's a bacterial sexually transmitted disease that has made its home in your throat. Oral gonorrhea and oral chlamydia are both known and not at all rare. If the antibiotic doesn't clear it up, you should tell the doctor about the possibility, as then they can test and/or they may want to use different antibiotics.

#7. Last, but definitely not least. He was huge, 6' 4" he must have weighed 300 pounds of solid muscle. His bare chest and arms were fuckin huge The kind of body you expect to see pulling a loaded transport! What he lacked in head and body hair he made up in classy arm, chest, shoulder, torso and back tattoos. His massive dick and balls were bald and at full 10" erection the top of his cock was a full length scorpion in strike pose. If I wasn't 'stung ' already there was little doubt it would happen soon. I begged for it a.s.a.p.! I couldn't believe the words coming out of my mouth. I waa so deeply lubed that his raw mammoth slid right in with only the tale sticking out. How Could such a huge cock in my hole feel so fuckin good? The fact it was raw and my hole had been so stretched were probably the factors leading to such awesome deep satisfaction. "I don't fuck easy." He groaned as he started to pound away. "Nothin to save me for as you're the last you sexy beast. " I managed to force out before every pile drive into me was knocking the air out of my lungs. This guy had no mercy ... and to be honest I suppose I had invited the abuse. I was just about ready to tap out, it was that or pass out, when he pushed in deep and howled as he unloaded. Half a dozen powerful spasms he managed the words "Fuckin pozin your neg hole bitch!" I've always loved the feeling of being bred .... I had no idea knowingly taking a highly viral poz load while negative and unprotected could be so much more amazing. And here I was flooded with poz cum. Holy fuckin shit! Everyone accept my generous sponsor and the perfect man who made such sweet love to me had left by this point. When #7 plopped out of my hole my sweet lover dove into my hole with his mouth. He feltched out a mouthful and delivered it to me with a passionate kiss. His rock hard raw cock was soon back into me. "Fuck you, sweet slut, that was so amazing to watch. You are such a fuckin cum pig. You must be radioactive now with all that poz cum up your ass. Amazing!" He then held his phone in front of my face, "The guys have been generous adding to your fundraising page, which only makes sense as you've offered your ass so freely." There was another $6,450's. I couldn't believe my eyes. My generous doner spoke next. "When is it you actually do this ride slut?" "Three weeks tomorrow. " I answered. "Excellent! As long as you get the fuck flu before the ride I'll double mine and the other guys donations. You come down with the fuck flu while doing the ride and I'll triple the total. Convert even the day after? Not another cent. Do you understand?" "Aw ... um ... I can't say I understand ... but I do hear what you're saying. Why would you do this? " I queried. "I just love games of chance , and watching you risk your negative ass is worth every cent. I've got more money than I know what to do with ... money flows like water for me ... why not?" "Damn, I'd love to raise that much money but I know it's hoping for a miracle. I've loved taking all these poz loads, but I'm really not chasing. I don't want to take sick. " Each morning until the ride I was relieved and amazed to wake up feeling great. My generous doner texted me every morning for an update. He'd made me promise 'no sex, you only get the extra funds if my guys knocked you up. ' It was hard especially when I felt like I'd dogged the bullet by not converting before the ride but I held to my word. While on the ride some of my regular fuck buddies were pissed I wouldn't play with them. Fuck, I was disappointed to miss out on the fun . Then the second last morning I awoke knowing my ship had come in and my luck had run out. My bed was a puddle of sweat and I felt like I had been hit by a subway train. I'd brought in a small fortune for the AIDS foundation, but I might just now need to turn to them for help.

Two buddies and I had a great morning riding the rail trail out of Vernon BC. There was a clear blue sky and a light breeze and the temperature was perfect for peddling. We did work up quite a thirst on the long dusty trail so we were very happy to come across a pub right on the lake at lunch time. We ordered a pitcher of beer and the burger special of the day as we sat with a nice view on the deck. The tall glasses of cold beer hit the spot. A handsome big bear of a man sat alone at the table next to ours. After a time it became clear he was not taking in the view. He was turning to get a good look at my friends and I. I do a bike rally each year to raise funds for an agency that provides care for people living with HIV/AIDS. For this days ride I had provided each of my friends with a riding shirt from this particular fund raiser. The bear finally caught my attention and asked about the shirts. I told him about the organization and the 6 day fundraising ride. He became quite intrigued and asked intelligent relevant questions. "So do all three of you do these rides?" I responded; "No, just me. I'm training for my 12th year in a row. " His attention returned to the shirts. "The shirts all have different years on them and they all say, 'Top Fund Raiser ' , dose that mean you raised more than everyone else each of those years. " "No, no, no" I protested, "It just means I raised more than $6000 dollars each of those years. Everyone who raises at least that much gets a 'Top Fundraiser' shirt." "That’s a considerable amount, congratulations. What's the most you have raised?" "10,000 last summer, I'm almost up to $8000 in for this year's ride." I shared. By this point my buddies and I had finished our beer and burgers. They excused themselves to go to the washroom so it was just me and this curious handsome bear. "Impressive" he said, "Why don't I help you out with a donation? I lost a lot of friends back in the day. Can I donate with my phone on line?" "Sure. " I responded with surprise in my voice. We linked contact information and I sent him my donation link. I cinfirmed my suspicion that he was American and warned him he wouldn't be able to get a 'tax receipt. "I don't care about that. " He said. He spent a moment on his phone and announced, "There, it's done." I figured it would be best to send him my thank you email followup right away before I forgot, and since I still had my participant page open I checked the latest donation amount. I anticipated $50 at the most. My eyes bulged out of my head. I was confused by the number of zeros and had to count 2 or three times to be sure. He had donated $10,000. "Holy fuck man ... I .... awe ...um ... I'm speechless. How can I ever thank you?" Only now did I clue into the fact that he had been cruising me all along. I suddenly realized my friends knew and were probably fucking each other's brains out in the restaurant bathroom, they wouldn't be back soon. Having had a chance to catch my breath and compose my thoughts I repeated; "Fuck man, I’m serious What can I do to thank you? Anything you want ." He grind seductively; "Can I fuck you?" "Holy fuckin shit man, for that amount of money you can fuck my mouth and ass. Seriously! And bring along all your buddies for that matter." I offered. "Condoms?" He asked. "Like I said , anything you want. They hurt more, especially if you and your friends are big, but for your donation, whatever the fuck you want. My mouth, my ass their yours for one night. " "So you are saying my buddies and I can gang bang fuck your slutty ass bareback ?" "Christ, I would be honored to let everyone of you breed me no questions asked. For that donation use me, abuse me... hell, for that much knock me up for all I care." Itwashisturntosoundsurprised: "Sorry, I assumed you were already poz. So are you negative?" I answered" According to my last test results two weeks ago. As long as the dozen guys that bred me since then weren't toxic, I 'm still negative. And toxic guys usually crow as they breed me. Non have recently " "But aren't you on PreP?" He inquired. "Nope, I've just been to fuckin lazy to get around to it to tell you the honest truth. " "Night after next, come to my hotel room for 8 p.m. . " He handed me a note with the details, shock my hand, kissed me on the lips and left the restaurant. My buddies returned then looking quite flushed and putting their riding shirts back on. As we retraced our path up the lake I shared what had occurred while they were fucking. They wouldn't believe me. They also thought I was on PreP so I didn't share that detail. Fuck, I couldn't believe me either. But there was no way I wasn't going to be at that hotel door at 8 p.m. sharp.

I want to tell you all about the past week I have had... Monday: I had the day off from work and woke up with a fucking hard on from hell. I was fucking horny... so horny that I couldn't even think, my animal brain kicked in and I just needed to fuck. I got on the usual sites, looking for any slut who would take my load. I got a message on Grindr from a guy I had chatted with before but had never hooked up with. We were both horny and decided to meet up, good thing was he was only about a mile from my place. Before I went over he told me one thing, his fiancée was home and fast asleep. He was fucking hot. Short, cubbish guy with a blonde beard. He snuck me into their guest bedroom, he told me his fiancée worked the night shift and slept in until 2p, so we had to be quiet and quick. We each got our clothes off and he started sucking on my already hard dick, he had a deep throat and was able to swallow me whole no problem. I put him up on the bed and started to eat his pussy, it was pink and had some light blonde fuzz, his hole tasted sweet. I flipped him over on his back and I slid my cock inside, his eyes widened and he stared at me with this look of surprise, I don't think he was expecting my cock to stretch him out that much. We fucked for about 20 mins, I pounded him deep and he was trying hard to not wake up his fiancée with his moans. I was getting close and whispered to him "I'm gonna make you mine, your pussy belongs to me now" that drove him wild and within a few more strokes I emptied my nuts inside him. I wondered what his partner thought when he woke up and found my load in his fiancée's hole. Tuesday: Tuesday was a busy day at work and I was horny still thinking about Mondays fuck. I decided to hit up one of my regulars. After I clocked out, I headed to his place. Lets call him Ben. Ben is a total daddy type, older, fit, with deep hole and sensitive tits. We smoked some pot, had a couple beers, talked about our jobs, then got to business. Ben loves to suck my dick. He has a very sensitive gag reflex but tries very hard to get down to the base of my cock. He always starts by sniffing my ripe foreskin, he's a nasty fucking pig and loves my stink. He takes his time cleaning my cock and begins to go all the way down on my thick 7 incher. He gags hard but I keep his head down, he's not coming up for air until I let him. He gags again, and again and again. He's trying hard to breathe through his nose and mouth. He gags again and this time I can see snot and saliva coming out of his nose so I give him a break. His eyes are bloodshot and teary. He takes some deep breaths and thanks me. After that hot throat milking, my cock was slick with throat spit and throbbing. He hopped on top of me and slid down on my cock with no lube. He rode me while I chewed on his tits, which made him fucking yell with pleasure. "Yea dude! Fuck that feels good! I fucking love your breeder cock!" He has a filthy fucking mouth that always gets me to nut, and soon enough I was flooding his hole. Wednesday: Decided to spend the night with my boyfriend. Wednesdays are usually the nights we spend together. I cooked him dinner while he finished up some work. After dinner he was hungry for my cock. He is a fit scruffy older dude, nice built chest and boneable butt, with a tight hole. He likes to suck my dick under the covers and lick my taint and balls which always gets me in a breeding mood. Soon as eh got me hard he turned about and presented his hole to me. I lubed him up and began to stick some fingers in his hole, fingering his g spot while he huffed on some poppers. It takes him a minute to open up, he knows I like a hole loose and sloppy. My fingers up his ass always gets him to cum, and I always love to rub and press on his prostate, which drives him wild. After a couple minutes he shot all over the bed, he stayed ass up and was now ready for my cock. I mounted him and started edging my cock in his hole, which keeps him hard. I was going deep and soon picked up the pace, I flipped him over and began nibbling on his ear while I started fucking him missionary, by this point his hole was open and he wrapped his legs around me and locked me in. I started to huff and growl while his hole was making noise and talking back to me, I felt a big fucking load building up in me. It was one of those big ones that you can feel starting from your taint. I felt that fucking seed filling up my balls and then with a big fucking growl, it all came pouring out of me. I felt it shoot two, three, four times and he kissed me on the cheek and said "I love it when you cum in me." Thursday: By Thursday I was feeling very satisfied, but my cock still wanted more. I thought it would be a good idea to head to the other side of town for a drink after work, check out the available sluts in a new area. I hopped on sniffies and posted on the community board, "Looking for some hot pussy to breed" I got a couple of messages, the usual blank profiles and a couple of real hot sluts, but one really stood out to me. He was latino, with a big bubble butt, thick thighs and a smooth pussy. That alone got me hot, but he told me he wanted it completely anon, glory hole style and I of course said "Fuck yes." Lucky for me his place was only a couple blocks from the bar I was at. "Suck first or ass up under GH sheet when you walk in?" I replied with "Ass up so I can eat your pussy" I made it to his building, and when I opened the door to his apartment there was that perfect ass of his fucking ready for my dick. I ate him out and he moaned like a bitch in heat. He had a bit of an accent which just turned me on even more. "Oh yea baby, You like my pussy? Eat it! I want to fill your foreskin inside me." He had gotten me so fucking worked up I just lubed my dick, slid inside and started pounding hard. His cunt was silky smooth, felt almost exactly like a real cunt. I felt him grip my dick, his hole was like a fucking milking machine. "Oh yes baby, I love your cock, oh baby breed me please." I started spanking his ass, he liked that, I couldn't hold it in for very long and I was ready to blow. I let out a fucking roar so loud I wondered if any of his neighbors down the hall heard me. I told him thanks, and got up and walked out, didn't even see his face or got his name, but I'll remember to hit him next time I'm on his side of town. Friday: End of the week. I was beginning to notice that all the daily fucking had just made me hornier and hornier. I got a message on IG from a guy who was visiting LA from out of town. We had been following each other for a while and had exchanged a lot of nudes and vids so we were both horny for one another. We decided to meet at a bar just to get to know each other a bit. We had a couple of brews and soon we were both getting very handsy. We decided to head back to his hotel. I was real fucking horny for him I just started to get him undressed, he took off his clothes one by one, slowly and when he slipped off his jeans, what was underneath was a pair of lacey black crotchless panties. I was definitely surprised but that smirk on his face turned me on. "You wanna be a good girl for me?" He nodded and we started making out. By this point I was totally naked and he just hand on those panties. I stuck his face in my pits, ripe from a full and active day at work. He moaned. "Yea sniff those fucking pits, good girls take deep breaths" He sniffed. "One more" I said. He was high off my scent. I shoved him on my dick he was a good cock sucker. "Atta girl, suck my dick baby." Those panties really turned me on and got me to start talking nasty. He fucking loved it. I got him up on the bed, and put him in prime baby making position, on his back, feet up in the air. I slid inside through the hole in his panties and that lace felt so good rubbing against my balls. "I'm gonna fuckling get you pregnant." "Yes Sir." he said. I started pumping, and grabbing on his perky little tits which he really loved, "Yea Sir, grab my tits, suck on them." Sucking on a nice pair of nips gets me fucking hornier than hell. "You're gonna make me a dad aren't you? I'm gonna put a fucking baby in you." I said in between moans. "Oh baby girl, daddy's gonna cum, daddy's gonna get you pregnant!" With that final stroke, I shot my load deep in his pussy. The next day he flew back home and who knows in nine months, I might be dad. I'm thinking of doing this regularly with my other various sexual adventures. Hope you enjoyed that. If you're in LA and want some of my breeder seed hit me up and you can be a part of the next one.

something resembling Dick Wadd's Pigs at the Hoist. total vers - everyone gets everyone else's cock and hole with fisting, piss, leather, piercings, pool balls! All set in what was a real sex club.

My pig side is definitely returning despite the COVID-19 risk. After my escapades at the beach I’ve definitely been hungry for more. Sunday evening I texted one of my fuck buds to see if he was available. He’s what I call my preloader. He’s always desirous and willing to fuck my ass so I used to take advantage of him to preload my ass before going to communion or other sex parties. It was great to arrive already with a load up my ass. Sunday night I just wanted raw, dirty, anonymous sex. After I got my load from him I headed to cruise the park. With the virus I’ve definitely noticed an uptick in the amount of cruising happening in the parks. They were quite a few guys out but I was drawn to this older black guy with grey dreadlocks. Probably because he had this big floppy dick hanging out of his unzipped pants. I felt it’s substantial girth and weight in my palm before getting down on my knees to open my mouth up as wide as I could. As his dick grew harder, he took control of my head to force it deeper in my mouth. After a while, I shifted to a squatting position pulling down my gym shorts to expose my ass. I was hoping he wasn’t just looking for a blow job. Luckily he wasn’t and after stroking my cheeks and fingering my hole, he bent me over a water fountain and started to shove his way into my post COVID-19 tight ass. He blew while telling me that I had a good pussy for black dick. With two loads in me, I decided to check out the bathrooms. They are filthy and disgusting; mainly used by the homeless but guys do fuck in there. I walked in to find a masked Latino guy with his shirt and pants undone hanging out in one of the stalls. He beckoned me to join him and once I did, he didn’t waste any time. I didn’t even need to suck him! He had one of those uncut solid dicks that’s like a log. No taper to it. While fucking me he kept on asking me “do you like it? “ until he spurted his wad into me. I was hoping for one more before I needed to head home to at least get five hours of sleep before work. I ran into a sweet black guy with glasses that enjoyed my hole for a while but didn’t cum. I swear after this whole thing is over I’m going to be an open hole for an entire year to get all the dick I’ve lost during the pandemic!

last week with a new-ish bottom, I had fucked him after meeting on Grindr. Very cute late 30's total bottom , short ,hot , part time hair dresser , part time podium boi , full time cum dump. When we first met he had hoped to be preloaded , but it didn't work out , however this time he messaged me to say that he had 2 raw fuck lined up. He lives in a near by town , with the added bonus he has a carpark opposite. He messaged to say that he had taken the first load and that the 2nd guy was as cuming at 12.30 - I asked if I could watch but he said that the other guy was shy , but on the plus side a massive cummer. I parked up facing the house so I could gat a look at the previous guy - but I must have missed him. The bottom messaged to say he was ready. I was though the front door and kissing him deeply whist reaching round his to feel his gaped warm sloppy ass slit from the guy just before me. He was wet as fuck from the load a couple of minuets before. I pulled him upstairs and pushed him so he was ass up and got my tongue up him , not some prissy porn ass licking but proper deep ass eating - I wanted to taste the other guys load. As he was so loose and wet i mounted him and went balls deep in the first stroke. His all was warm and sloppy in the way that only comes from fresh spunk. I asked he could get fucked once he had cum , he could so I got him to wank off in my mouth. I spat his cum on to his hole and fucked it in , a bottom being fucked with his own cum , heaven - I carried on fucking him , ge started grinding him self on to me to get my cock as deep as possible - when he was as deep as possible I spat my thick Daddy cum up him , several this ropes of cum. I laid on to of him keeping him pinned to the bed till I softened. He licked me clean enjoying the 4 loads of spunk , including his own.

Was staying in a hotel for work last week on the first day walked past the guy who was cleaning the rooms, defo hot n cute mid 30’s. Said hi and nothing more thought until I went to bed that night. He had left a note under my pillow asking me to go to work later the following morning. Happy to oblige I ensured I was naked on the bed when it was time for him to clean my room. He popped in and no play just walked over getting his cock out shoved it in n fucked me hard. After dumping his ropes deep in me he said “same tomorrow” and walked out. Left to work full of his cum. The same happened for the next 3 mornings, it was only on the last one he showed me a little 🦂 on his arm and he winked as he walked out

I go the my main local sauna on one of their naked days, so what to wear is never an issue. You might want to check if you can be naked anytime you go. If so, that will attract more attention. In terms of sending the right message, being on your knees/bending over in the darkroom will do that. Likewise, getting your arse in the air whenever possible (and/or against a glory hole) will also make it clear your arse is there to be used.

For what to wear it helps to be a bit practical. While the idea of being encased in latex might be hot, you'll probably be a sweaty mess after 30mins. Just stick with a jockstrap and maybe a simple harness if that's your thing. If you're at bathhouse then they'll be showers so cleaning up isn't really going to be a challenge. And in regards to not picking up any other bugs.. well that's just goes with the territory of being a cumdump. You could look into DoxyPEP (see the sexual health forum here) which would reduce the risk of getting some STIs.

That isn’t the way it happened for my husband and me but we do know two long-term couples who met via random hook-ups and decided after they fucked that it was worth pursuing; 25 years for one of them and 32 years for the other (and the latter is fully monogamous!). For my husband and me it was a non-random hook-up. He was a waiter at a restaurant where I went regularly. Over six months we chatted briefly but not more; perhaps on two or three occasions a full but brief conversation. Out of the blue one Friday he told me that he was leaving (leaving being a server as he’d finished his PhD and had a full-time job in his field starting the next Monday. He asked if I wanted to meet after his shift to fuck; he told me he’d kick himself if he didn’t “shoot his shot” before he never saw me again. After (or during) the sex we discovered we didn’t want that to be the last time; or for it to be only sex. I fully believe that for me (straight or gay) the best approach is to fuck first; and then if there’s an interest or reason to start something you know the most important thing (to a man) works.

In the summer, my brother and my cousins and I would go down into the basement and I would suck one of their cocks while another fucked my hole and the others watched and waited for their turn. I always got so fucking hot that I would blow my load all over the bed. My one cousin used to moan and yell when he came deep inside my guts!! I always secretly wished my dad would come down stairs and see me and pound the fuck out of my pussy!!!

Back in the late 80s when I lived in Boston, I knew a couple who met in a cruisy t-room in about 1971. When they were finished fucking they discovered they both loved poetry. They were together until one of them died in about 1990.

100% - even more so if the dealer is the guy who introduces you to meTh so that he can put you in a sling for him and his bf to fuck you.

It should be. Drives me crazy those times when there’s a couple of dozen or more people, but no one seems to be there to play. Like WTF?

For me I love the anal orgasms, but yes agree with @wh0rehole often the top who is fisting you gets off on watching you squirm and ride the orgasms one after another, to the point I need to take a breather. The best is the top who is in real connection and can allow you to ride the rush and orgasms with pleasure, one after another without exhaustion and often get even deeper 🐷

I was home alone this weekend and woke up really horny today. Within minutes, I was checking all apps to see If there’s some hot top around. Soon I had two guys on radar...one around 3km away, the other one much closer. I took a shower and was ready to meet the other guy, with whom we agreed on anon hook-up in nearby park. When I arrived there, I waited for a while and saw nobody. I almost started thinking that he will not come, when suddenly, somebody appeared in a nearby bush and motioned for me to come closer. I did not hesitate. He wore a baseball cap and very big dark glasses, head covered with hoodie. I took his already hard dick from pants and bent down to suck him. He only allowed for couple seconds of it, almost immediately turning me around to get access to my pussy. No spit, no lube, suddenly I had his dick inside me. He was not long, but the girth was good. The cock felt very good in my pussy. Unfortunately, as quick as he was with sticking his dick in me, that quick he was with shooting his load. I guess entire encounter lasted less than three minutes, but why not 🙂 We said goodbye to each other and left. Anyway, this short fuck was not enough for me, so immediately I was checking for quickest way to guy number one. Luckily there was a tram coming in that direction just in three minutes, with journey time around 20 minutes to the stop nearest to his place. I believe that in less than 30 minutes after saying goodbye to the anon one, I already had the first guy’s dick in my mouth. This one had much bigger dick and it was pleasure to deepthroat it, but again, the bj part of our session was quite short. He was as eager to have his dick in me as I was eager to feel his dick in me. I should mention that the place of meeting was some dark warehouse which this guy was using, in the basement of some luxury apartment housing, which made it even more exciting. He just bent me over some stacked boxes and stuck his long dick deep inside me and started pumping fast right from the beginning. As he was 2 meters tall, I had little troubles adjusting my position at the beginning, but I soon found the right position for perfect fuck, although I had to stand on a tiptoes entire time 🙂 In a minute or so, he just says: „Just gave you load number one,“ and switched to a slower pace for a moment. I didn’t feel him shooting the load, but I felt some warmth. Also, his dick only felt slightly softer for maybe half a minute, but then he was back to full-hard mode and started fucking me like a beast again. I wanted to taste his dick again, so I slid off it, turned around and deepthroated that nice long dong again. Sure there was cum all over it, and it tasted great. We went on switching between me being fucked and me sucking for some time after that, but then he got back to rough fucking me again. I almost felt like in a Machofucker clip. He took no mercy, allowing me no rest. I was enjoying this fuck so much, but all good things must come to an end, so after maybe 15 more minutes of this wild fuck, he just took his cock out, got me on my knees and sticked his cock deep in my mouth again. In that very moment, he gave me such a load that I could not believe that it was the second one already. I was so happy to swallow all of it, but sad that our meeting is over. I was thinking of going on crusing for dicks all day, but unfortunately my bf came back earlier from his trip. I managed to sneak out to give one guy a blowjob later in the day, but my pussy feels so lonely!

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Hopefully you have a dr you trust that you can talk to about this and for you- there is no wrong answer… what feels right for you As @BootmanLA said the side effects for PrEP are real …. As they are for any medication… but not everyone gets all of them. Most people don’t have any … or if they do just minor ones… and if you have a good dr … part of taking PrEP is follow up visits to monitor for possible side effects I have been on numerous cocktails since I converted in 1998 … and while I have changed meds over the years due to some side effects… my liver and kidneys are still fine there is also now a “morning after pill” that is supposed to be good for other STDs … So if you think you might give in at some point…. Go on PrEP and see how you deal with it … and you can still play “safe” with condoms if you want…. But if you slip and go bare one time …. You won’t have to beat yourself up remember - sex is supposed to be fun!!! go - play —-explore- enjoy

Jungle Fever Take two black dicks on an empty stomach and call me in the morning.

Why is sex with a leather man hot? Or cowboys? Or UPS delivery guys? I guess it depends on our fantasies and the individual filling the role of leather man, cowboy, UPS delivery guy - or dealer. my dealer is incredibly hot. He and I connected sexually and emotionally within five minutes of meeting, and I didn’t realise until the following day that he was a dealer. Looking back over my entire life, definitely one of my top five long-term fuck buddies. I’ve known about 10 years. And every time he contacts me for a A Play session or I contact him for Product, my dick starts getting hard because I know what it’s going to lead to.

#6 was wired like the energizer bunny on steroids. Tall, slim, wiry, moderately hairy, red hair and the redheads pale complexion. Not only did he fuck frantically like a jack rabbit in heat, but he talked fast and non-stop! "I was the first to pull a number and I was so fuckin jealous that I didn't get to be the first to breed your negative ass and knock you up. " By this point his raw pencil dick was already balls deep. "I know if you're not already that I will fuckin knock you up 'cause my viral load is through the roof. I just converted three weeks ago and no meds for this prime poz body." "I'm probably carrying half these guys strain anyway, 'cause most of them were part of the 10 guy gang bang that seeded me poz." "Do you believe that. Before that night I hadn't even been fucked raw before. I don't know what got into me, but when my buddy invited me to be the special guest at their pozing party I just said, 'fuck man, yeah, sign me up.' "The very next night there I was in this warehouse, tied into a sling. Naked as a jay bird. When that first big raw cock tore into me I thought; 'fuck yeah, this is so fuckin cool.' " "Really didn't dawn on me, until that first big pig of a guy was blasting his poison cum in me shouting 'take my dirty load bitch ' , that I was likely gonna get knocked up that night. " "I just thought there's no turnin back now. I may as well just accept all 10 radioactive loads and get comfortable with the idea my life has changed from this moment forward. " "You must be thinkin the same thing with all those toxic loads already in ya, and mine soon to join the soup. Plus, what is it, a couple more. You are so fucked man." "Is it true you really came here not chasing. Negative, not on PreP, taking all loads, no questions asked. If you really aren't chasing the bug then you better have some fuckin good luck man. 'Cause this is fine toxic shit we're pumping into you. And I gotta tell ya buddy, that fine negative ass of yours looks pretty torn up. Lots of tears for the toxic cum to get right into your blood stream. " "They took no chances with me. The first guy was a huge cock and brutal. The second guy used a cruel condom. Holy fuck, did that thing hurt, and it had me bleedin like a stuck pig." "No wonder one week later I was sick as a dog. Three of the guys came by to take care of me. I thought they'd bring chicken noodle soup, but no, they each fucked two more loads each into me. " "I was so fuckin sick and weak I couldn't even participate. They just used my limp body and vulnerable hole " "I'm not even sure if it was those guys that pozzed me in the first place. I loved raw cock in my ass so much I played bareback with strangers every night until I took sick. " "I can't believe I used to let guys use condoms before. Raw is law for me now. Wait 'til you're poz man . You'll love the freedom " "Or do you already only take raw cocks up there. You fuckin look like the slutty type that never refuses a breeding. " I just nodded, I couldn't get a word in edgewise. "Fuckin A man Tell me I know a fuckin cum dump when I see one!" "So why the hell you're not on PreP? You must be lazy, or fuckin dum, or both . No judgement here though ... in fact I'm glad of the chance to knock your negative ass up." "Fuck man, I’m really close. You better be ready. My toxic stingers are shooting into you right now. Joining and mixing with their cousins. Finding each and every tear and rippin into your blood stream as we fucj " "Yeah that's it slut, mik every last drop of nasty filthy cum out of my balls. " And to my surprise, that's exactly what I was doing.

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I arrived at the generous handsome bear's hotel room door at 8 p.m. sharp. Part of me was scared as hell; what the fuck was I thinking? How many guys was I offering my ass to? Would any of them be toxic? Holy fuckin shit, why hadn't I gotten on PreP? I'd had so many opportunities. How Could I have been so fuckin lazy? But the bigger part of me had little room for these worries. It was consumed with anticipatory questions. How big is the bear's cock? How many different raw cocks would get into me? How many delicious loads would paint my gut walls? How many would be dangerously toxic? Would they tell me before knocking me up? Would I go ahead and take their poison anyway? Fuck, how I love the danger! The bear answered the door in a plush white bath robe that showed off the thick grey hair matting his chest and the beautiful tan of his skin. Another question rushed in ... does he have a tan line, or like me take the sun naked. I was willing to wager ... no tan line. He didn't only have a room but a luxurious suite. He pulled me in for a hug and passionate kiss and soon maneuvered me towards the couch. His bathrobe was dropped and most of my questions were answered. Especially the size of his member. Only semi erect and it was already thick and eight inches long. Maybe he is a shower not a grower I thought. Not so, when I got it in my mouth it became beer can thick and eventually 12 inches in length. Holy shit, I thought, what have I got myself into . Despite my reservations I performed oral for the next 5 minutes. Then he reminded me my offer included fucking my face. I grabbed his hips and impaled him balls deep down my throat. It was only a couple minutes but he pounded my face. I was coughing and spitting up a storm. "Get out of your clothes slut, time for me to get acquainted with your ass." He ordered. I quickly stripped and bent over the arm of the couch. Soon he was rimming my hole like an expert, always focused on getting me wetter and wetter. When his tounge started to fuck me I was in heaven, completely forgetting what was about to come. Then his mouth left my hole and I could feel his raw mushroom head teasing my rear entry. Refusing to give into my fears I pulled my ass cheeks apart and pushed back to impale myself on the head of his monster. I was in utterly unbearable pain, but there was no way I was going to pull away, or ask him to stop. I owed him a great thank you fuck and come hell or high water he was going to have free access to my tight hole. I just kept breathing deeply and pushing back until he was balls deep. He didn't wait for permission, he just took that as permission to power fuck my ass. For the next half hour it only got more and more intense. And then he went into overdrive and I knew his load was close. Inside my ass started to feel like a cum tsunami. Blast after Blast of his hot cum painted my gut walls. Then he collapsed on my back and lay there regaining his breath. It was only after a moment that I began to think and fear this might be it. Just him, no buddies. I decided to take the high road and not complain. He finally climbed off me and pointed me towards the bathroom door. He encouraged me to make myself comfortable and take the second door that led into the bedroom when I was ready. Damn I thought. Only him and no toxic excitement. But if that's what he wanted for his money, who was I to complain.

Part Two “I don’t feel like doing all the work so I’m gonna let you beg for the mere opportunity to serve me.” I gaped at him briefly, then sheepishly, almost embarrassed, I slid off the couch and crawled across the filthy floor to his feet. I bowed my head low between his spread legs, eyes cast down but spine straight with core engaged, hoping he would interpret this body language as submissive yet proud. “Please sir. Please allow me to worship you however it pleases you. Please. I beg you for the opportunity to be used as your personal slave, servant, holes, whatever, however…just please allow me to…please, sir, please use this pathetic faggot in any way you like, you are the reason I exist, sir.” He sat there for a moment, absorbing my desperate declaration of servitude. I couldn’t see his face but out of my peripheral I could tell his cock definitely twitched a few times. He laughs, a deep belly laugh that slowly makes its way up to a smug chuckle. “Well fuck me running. I just got myself my very own faggot. Kinda feels like winning the lottery except .... He chuckles again to himself as he leans forward so his mass is towering over me, my head still bowed low between his legs at his feet, marveling at the amount of shards in his carpet...because...meth. He sparks his torch and takes a long luxurious rip off his bong, my kunt twitches. He exhales a massive cloud that seems to envelop me completely. I close my eyes. SMACK “Pay attention faggot, always. You live to serve men right? Well you live to serve me now and my servants are always on point, if you’re good enough I may even really get you on point. But first things first. Let’s see how well you do with this.” He leans back in his massive club chair, more masculine than ever before, slouches and spreads his legs so his fucking gym shorts ride up freeing a beautiful 6” half-mast cut cock and two huge, shaved, low hanging balls from the leg of the shorts. The world around me, and my place in it cease to exist; only this man and his manhood remain. I rapidly experience the perfect Pavlovian response: eyes dilate, mouth salivates, adrenaline pumps, attention focuses laser-like on his crotch and before I can even realize it’s going to happen, I whimper.... A pathetic, hungry little bitch kind of whimper that I’m betting he’s never heard any woman make when he whips it out. Quietly, almost under his breath, “Fuck. Yes. Faggot...this is,” he says, pulling the crotch of his shorts more to the side, showcasing his swelling cock and balls with his big knuckled hands, “your destiny. I need you to...no, you WILL worship me because that’s what you do. Prove yourself, cock sucker and take both my cock and balls down your throat without crushing my balls or cheese grating my cock. I don’t care if you can breath or not, prove your skill and worthiness.” I whimper again and move up towards his cock, opening my mouth almost drooling on his chair. “Hold up,” his massive palm squarely grips my entire face, “smoke this first.” He hands the freshly packed bong down me and I sit up on my haunches. Surprisingly, he puts the bong to my mouth and lights it for me. “Suck this bong like your gonna suck the last dick of your life.” I inhale slowly and deeply. He keeps the heat on the bowl and I don’t want to be rude and let his shit burn so I keep sucking, faster now until my lungs are maxed and burning….my head spins, heart pounds, my cock strains out copious precum. He hands me the bong as I finish my rip and as I start to exhale, before I can even flinch, he jams four of his fingers into my mouth, two from the left on bottom and two from the right on top. I look up at him confused until I feel him applying pressure. “I bet I won’t have to stretch your face as much I do with my other bitches but I always warm up the kunt I’m about to fuck, get it nice and wide and wet so it can take all of me without trouble.” Then, not gently, he pulls my jaws in opposite directions, stretching my mouth open past its natural limit. He uses his remaining fingers to massage my tongue and tease my throat making me salivate even more. He spits directly down my throat. My eyes water. After a few delicious minutes of this, he pulls his fingers out of my panting gape, wipes them in my hair, takes the bong back and growls one simple command, “Worship.” #wip I’m as crazed, pathetic, high, lost, found, and dickmatized as I’ve ever been (and I know it) so I relish the moment as long as I am able. Leaning down, putting my face into his beautiful cock and massive balls, I inhale deeply. It’s better than poppers. Another whimper. Then I lick the underside of his balls, first one, than the other, teasing his flesh as I work around to the front. He moans out a guttural “fuuuuck.” Encouraged, I greedily suck his entire sack into my mouth trying to swallow them whole. My tongue works the base of his cock and his taint while I suck all the sweat/man smell I can get, lewdly slobbering everywhere, being who and what I am. In a natural pause, “take another rip faggot,” putting the freshly loaded bong to my mouth. Another brutally long and deep inhale. Finally he pulls the bong away and puts his massive hand over my mouth and nose, sets the bong down with his other hand and then grabs the back of my head and pulls me down to his cock, now fully 8.5” hard. “I don’t want to see any smoke until my pubes are up your nose.” Again, I involuntarily whimper. The huge rush has my esophagus opened wide ready to gulp oxygen and feed my amped up system. He has other plans. Hands on the back of my head he guides my mouth on to his cock. In one fail swoop I slurp his delicious veiny-smooth dick of death right down my throat, blasting what smoke was left in my lungs out of my nose into his pubes as ordered. My reward was him groaning and grabbing the back of my head with both hands, I inhale as much as I can preparing for whats coming. Throat relaxed, his hands grip tighter as he starts to fuck my face kunt like a teenager in heat. “Ho. Ly. Fuck” he said between thrusts. “I guess I’ve never had the pleasure of a real cock sucker before. And you’re not even fighting back! Fuck!” I seize the moment to maneuver one, then both balls into my mouth with my tongue. I was in heaven, face kunt completely full, owned by a fat cock and balls, molding my mouth kunt to his liking. “Fuck you faggot!” He groans and just looses his shit pounding his new kunt. Knowing one wrong move could cause either of us unpleasant injury, I do my best to relax and breath when I can. The pounding continues and I lose track of time, sort of how one does on a long train ride, hypnotized by the rhythm of the tracks. Except this was an extremely cloudy and aggressive ride, precisely the kind of ride I was born for. My neck is aching, I am sweating, and my jaw is getting sore. But these are all normal for a passionate cock sucker and trivial compared to the multiple “fag-gasms” my face kunt experiences thanks to his glorious cock. I can feel him getting harder, straining against the curve of my throat. Still in his two handed strong hold, he yanks my head backwards, mid fuck. I am immediately crestfallen and fearful I’ve hurt him some how. He laughs when he sees this written all over my slimy red face. “Don’t worry faggot, you’ll get a whole lot more of this cock, you didn’t have anywhere to be right?” Not that he was really asking me but I reaffirm my submission by panting a response. “Faggot is exactly where it needs to be, sir.” ## Part 2 He hands me his bong and a sack of rocks, “Pack that bowl and don’t stop sucking clouds till I say so.” As I numbly fumble with the obscenely full baggie, he gets up and dead bolts the front door. He turns around as I spark the bowl and his shorts fall to the ground. My eyes inhale his full glory as my lungs fill with smoke. He‘s one of those who look better naked: bigger, proportionate, powerful, manly. Somewhere in my brain I know this perception is altered because I’m on my knees and high as fuck, the faggot vying for full control, pathetically shivering with a need to serve, to be used unyieldingly. I’ve consciously surrendered my will and body to him, I'm hoping the drugs will hasten my subconscious in the same direction. The faggot cuts off my analytical thinking and I'm praying like a whore in church that he extracts every twisted ounce of pleasure his superior man psyche desires. My cock is twitching with the pangs of my faggoty needs... and I crack. Though I know I shouldn't speak the words come tumbling out. "Please sir, please.... fffucking faggot...chemed up whore kunt....begs you, begging-need to be used-to serve-just please, fuck, fucking, fuck use your faggots holes...anything I’ll do anything-for you-hard....without restraint...(I’m now in a full grovel at his feet, arms stretching forward toward him, knees spread wide with my back arching my kunt up, jerking with hunger).., I'll take-eat-suck anything you allow me to have, please, fuck, fucking break your filthy faggot....*whimper* make me yours I beg..." SMACK "SHUT THE FUCK UP. I DONT NEED TO HEAR YOUR VOICE EVER AGAIN UNLESS I ASK FOR IT! You got that, faggot?" I shoot precum when he says this. I look up into his eyes with a mixture of premature devotion, submission, and pleading then bend all the way down and kiss his feet. "Damn fucking straight. You really are a pathetic excuse for a man, fuck you AREN'T a man. You're just a tool in a man's body for Men to use....oh shit. Now I see...understand what you are and where you fit...” he laughs to himself, shrugs and with a sadistic smile continues, “...and I give zero fucks about you, what you want, or that you're even a human. Fuck, you're less than human. You're just faggot. Holes." A thought flashes across his face and I swear his cock jumps. "Fuck, why not, might as well make it real clear." He gets up and disappears into the kitchen for a minute. I dare not move, still face down ass up on the floor, whimpering. Then his feet suddenly in front of me, "Look at me, faggot." As ordered I look up and he grabs my face with his massive fucking hands pulling it just so. "I always like to label what's mine,” he says, leaning in gesturing with the fat marker he grabbed from the kitchen around my face. I respond by involuntarily oozing more precum onto his carpet. He flips the cap off with his thumb and makes the first strokes. “Especially around tweakers, that way if they fuck with my shit there’s no excuses.” With that he uses the industrial strength marker and writes across my face, from ear to ear, in big, thick, heavy letters, F A G. Smirking, he spits in my faces back hands me, yells for me to turn around and present him my checks which I enthusiastically do and he writes some more across my two cheeks. Whatever marker he is using is serious shit because the smell is worse than any popper I've had and my skin is burning. It hurts so good. He finishes marking his property and then two commands, "Bong. Cock." My eyes snap to his massive glass dick, and then his massive cock as I hand the bong up to him and gulp all of my reason for living down my throat in one go. He moans in to the bong as he melts the freshly added crystals and sucks a long and slow milky rip, expertly nursing the bong. "Look at me fag, suck in through you nose." Even with his cock buried 8" down my throat I can still breath around it when I relax. He exhales a mesmerizing, undulating cloud down his fuzzy chest, ripped abs, treasure trail, right into my face. I see my future in that cloud. As it slowly oozes towards me I feel the last vestiges of resistance start to fade. I no longer see myself as a semi-professional man functioning in society….I see a faggot, born to worship and be of service to men, at the mercy of their whims, only fulfilled when owned and being used for their pleasure. I deeply breath in his cloud, it gives me life and renewed purpose. Submitting, surrendering, relaxing, the remaining inch of so of his cock slides in my throat and I bury my nose in his fragrant pubes. I have one loud resonating thought….”home.” His cock pulses to a new level of hardness, my relaxed face kunt gladly bending to its will. He must see or sense my surrender. He leans down, blowing another massive fucking cloud into my face. “Are you my faggot, faggot?” he asks genuinely. I look up, sheer pathetic pleading and gratitude smeared all over my face and nod and whimper. He sneers, flexes his cock, and sparks the torch for another rip. “That was whole lot easier than I thought it was going to be.” This comment barely registers in my brain as his freshcloud, his will envelopes me more thoroughly than before. Then, surprisingly, he grabs my head pulling his cock a few inches out and pushes a bottle of poppers hard against my nostril while expertly closing the other. The thought registers for a micro second that this is not the first time he’s done this...and the next millisecond I’m instinctively, purposefully huffing the bottle numerous times. “Damn! I guess you like these then, huh faggot? They’re like a faggot superfood....now show me how just how desperate you are to be my property and suck that cock like it owns you...” The poppers are good. “Oh shit, really good!” I think. My world is buzzing and spinning almost too intensely for a moment and I sit back on my haunches and take a few, crazy eyed lungfuls of air. He must understand what is going on because he doesn’t reprimand me for taking his cock out of my mouth. Rolling his eyes, he hands me the bong already filled with smoke. I hungrily suck it down while melting another fat rip, filling my lungs to their max and holding it. I hand him back the bong, grab the poppers and take two quick whiffs, my eyes focused intensely on his fat, veined up, swollen headed, dripping 8.5”. In one fluid motion as the popper rush comes on, I lean in and lewdly slurp his cock down my open and eager throat, briefly glancing up at him for his approval. He flashes that sneer I’ve already started to crave. Dismissively, his eyes close and head falls back, his hands firmly grip his new face kunt as I suck his balls into my mouth, my nose bottoming out in his pubes. He starts to fuck. I cease to exist as I know myself. My awareness of the world around me fades and I am no longer an autonomous individual...the cock filling my throat, stretching, digging out it’s new property is my everything. A deep visceral sigh/moan washes over me as I completely surrender to the drugs, the faggot, his cock, him...him and his needs are my entire universe...his penultimate hole for use, unyielding.

[This is my adaptation of a hot story I read here] Seduced into Poz I decided to write a story for my magazine about bug chasing – gay men who deliberately choose to get infected with HIV. Even though I thought of myself as a straight male and I was married to a beautiful woman, I found this subject fascinating. For some reason, I decided not to tell my wife about the project. When she went out of town on business, I started to interview gay men online to learn about why they wanted to get pozzed. I have to admit I found myself getting aroused by their stories, and I even watched porn clips and films about it. Then I connected online with a guy who said he pozzed other men for money – a “poztitute”. I was intrigued and asked him if we could meet so he could tell me his story. The next night I went to the gay bar he recommended and waited for him. It was my first time in one, and I was nervous. In walked the most beautiful man I had ever seen. He was incredibly handsome. His tight jeans and t-shirt showed off his rippling muscles. I was surprised when he walked right up to me and said, “You must be Andy. I’m Eric.” He shook my hand and held it for what seemed like a long time. We started to talk. Eric told me about his sex work and why he enjoyed it – liberating men from their fears and letting them enjoy man sex in all its fullness. He went on to share erotic tales of his experiences that set my heart pounding and caused me to get an erection. I don’t know why I was so turned on. I realized he was coming on to me, and I found that exciting. As Eric continued, his stories took on a somewhat dark hue, as he stated he could infect anyone, anytime through a combination of technique and what he called his “massive viral load”. As he talked, he drummed his fingertips on the bar. I immediately noted that he had filed them down to sharp points. He told me they “helped prime a bottom’s plumbing,” which meant nothing to me at the time. Then he rested his hand on mine and left it there, stroking mine gently, sexually. No man had ever done that before and I felt a strange excitement. He told me he was pozzing a guy the next night at his apartment, and he invited me to watch, saying he was sure I would learn a great deal for my article. He told me the guy would be willing and able to provide information on the whole experience. My cock was rock hard at the thought of watching Eric have sex, and my sense of caution went out the window. It probably didn’t hurt that Eric’s hand brushed my crotch and that he realized he had turned me on. When he stood up to leave, he was jostled by a guy climbing onto his bar stool so his crotch chanced to press against my thigh. I realized he was hard. I was strangely excited to know that he desired me, too. The next evening, at 8:00 P.M., heart pounding, I found myself ringing his doorbell. Eric answered the door buck naked. I was totally caught off guard by this and had a hard time regaining my composure. I was absolutely overwhelmed by his physical presence, his manly aroma. Although I struggled to keep my eyes off his cock, it was a losing battle. He had a thick bush, low hanging, veiny balls, a long, thick cock that never hung quite down but arched out from his body. Man, I thought, this is unfucking real. My cock started to throb in my jeans. Explaining he had just gotten out of the shower, he told me to make myself comfortable while he completed preparing for the “fuck-fest,” to use his words. He disappeared back into his bedroom. I sat down in front of the TV, which was showing a gay porn film in which a series of incredibly muscular guys had bareback sex and boasted about giving their bottoms their charged loads. I was surprised by how erotic I found this. Within a few minutes Eric came out in a short robe and sat next to me to watch the video. Out of the corner of my eye I saw his cock push out of his robe as it grew to 10 thick inches. I spent the next half hour with one eye on the TV and the other on Eric’s dick. What had I gotten myself into? I thought about making an excuse to leave but every time I started to speak I couldn’t. My mouth was too dry. Eric and I had a couple of drinks while we waited. Finally, he said that it looked like his friend wasn’t going to show. He said I could do a better story if I role-played a bug chaser. I said OK. He told me to undress, which I did. He saw my erection and smirked. “You’re a good actor, Andy.” I turned red but didn’t say anything. “I like my chaser to feel feminine, because he is going to welcome my seed into his cunt,” Eric said. He handed me a pretty women’s wristwatch and slipped a very feminine diamond engagement ring on my finger. It glistened in the light. I felt a chill go up my spine. Next Eric fastened a black leather dog collar around my neck. “And this symbolizes the chaser’s acceptance of his submission to my will.” I felt myself trembling. Finally, he gave me a studded black cock ring to wrap around by swollen dick and balls. I’m not that big – maybe 5 inches – but I felt huge. “Andy, you really need to let yourself feel what the chaser feels.” He told me to stand close to him; I obeyed. He placed his hands on my waist. I felt our cocks rub together and gasped at the sensation. I placed my hands on his powerful arms and noticed how dainty and feminine they looked with the watch and ring. Eric leaned forward and kissed me on my mouth. It was the first time I had kissed another man. I was surprised how natural it felt. He gazed into my eyes and smiled. “Now suck my cock,” he ordered, quietly but firmly. I started to say I was straight, but he put his hand on the back of my head. I can't say he forced my head down because I offered no resistance. A few seconds later I was sucking and licking his cock. I couldn't seem to stop myself. The smell, taste, texture and intimacy of the experience was wild beyond anything I had before experienced. “Put your mind in the chaser’s space,” Eric said. “You’re about to take my seed, my pozz juice. You will forever be joined to me. Look at the ring. Just like your wife felt when you gave her a ring like this. She knew yours would be the only cock she would let inside her. My chasers are bound to me the same way.” I looked at the ring out of the corner of my eye and felt the thrill of knowing Eric and I could be forever tied if I went through with it. I heard Eric moan as I pleasured him with my lips and my tongue and even my throat. After a few minutes he told me we were going in the bedroom. I just let him lead me in there, holding hands like two gay lovers. I lay naked, on my back, on his bed. Facing my crotch, he straddled my face. I eagerly continued my work on his magnificent cock and balls, and even found myself sliding my tongue in his ass crack. He was clearly enjoying the attention: drops of pre-cum oozed out of his cock head. I loved the taste of his pre-cum -- slick, salty, and sweet at the same time. He started touching me all over and then, leaning forward, began loading my asshole with lube, using hard, sharp, sometimes painful thrusts. I could feel myself being opened up. I knew what Eric intended. He said the best way for me to understand what a chaser felt was to let him slip his cock inside me. I resisted, but each time I said “No” it was with less conviction, and he knew it. His persistence and my rising lust won out. When he assured me he’d pull out if I asked him to, I acquiesced. I still declared I wasn’t going to let him shoot his load in me. He just kind of smiled as he positioned me on my hands and knees. He pushed some more lube inside my hole, and, generously lubing his cock, coaxed his way inside. It hurt like hell at first, a sharp burning and stinging sensation. But after a few minutes of superficial penetration, my ass opened up, and I guess my ass juices began flowing. Pain morphed into pleasure, and pleasure morphed into ecstasy as somewhere in there he began to hit my prostate. I found myself begging for more. The experience was like nothing I had ever experienced: I now understood why so many gay men love anal sex. Eric mostly kept up a nice slow pace while he slid his rod in and out of my hole, alternately teasing my asslips and torturing my prostate when he slid all the way in. He whispered in my ear, telling me how cute I was, how I was natural bottom, how wonderful my “boi-cunt” felt. I loved his words – they made me feel so desired. I tried to listen for any moans or changes in his breathing that would signal an approaching orgasm, but I didn’t hear (or maybe didn’t want to hear) any tell-tale signs. His hands were all over me, a few times reaching around to pinch my tits really hard when he sped-up his pounding, but then letting up as he slowed down. I didn't really want him to stop but was prepared to tell him “no mas” at the first sign he was going to cum in me. Encased by the leather ring, my balls and cock swelled deliciously. While all this was happening, my mind was racing. I felt that I was experiencing all the terror, emotions, and pleasure that someone taking his first positive load could conceivably experience. I tried to make mental notes of everything, but I must admit my brain was quite befuddled by the overwhelming impact of the turn of events, and, of course, Eric's cock sliding in and out of me. After a really long time (my pretty, feminine watch said forty-five minutes), Eric paused his thrusts and said he had some things to tell me. “I can stay hard and fuck for an hour or more. And I can cum and not make a sound.” Then he told me something I was really not ready to hear. “I already came twice inside you, Andy.” Before I could say anything or pull away, he grunted, “Here cums the third load!” Eric's strong hands moved to my shoulders and he pushed me face down into the mattress. His full weight was on top of me, pinning me to the bed. Then he rammed me hard a couple of times and moaned very loud. I felt his cock spasm and then felt the hot liquid fly into me. I guessed that having my nipples pinched had masked the first two loads. However, there was no mistaking what he had done this time. He pulled my face to the side and kissed me deeply. I opened my mouth and did not resist his tongue. Then I was overwhelmed with terror. How could he do this to me? Eric’s still-hard cock plugged my ass, keeping his cum in me. I asked him why he had pozzed me. He told me he knew I really wanted it, that no straight male would let himself be talked into sucking cock and then getting fucked. He told me he had cut me up inside with his fingernails, and there was no doubt his bugs were already in my blood. He told me he liked me and said I could stay the night so he could fuck me some more. I locked myself in the bathroom for a long time. I cried as I tried to force his cum out of me somehow, but very little dripped out, and what did was mixed with my blood. Then I sat for a while, processing what had happened. I looked again at the engagement ring and the pretty watch and realized I had never experienced anything close to what Eric and I had done. Finally, I looked in the mirror, and said aloud, “I’m a gay man. I’m a faggot. And now I can enjoy sex the way I was meant to.” When I came out of the bathroom, I saw that Eric had fallen asleep. I slipped into bed with him. He felt me and rolled me onto my back. Then he kissed me passionately and I eagerly responded. I felt his cock harden again. I pulled him on top of me and murmured, “I need you inside me.” He just smiled. I pulled my legs up and apart, and invited him to penetrate me as my wife had so often invited me. As he fucked me, I saw the light reflect off the diamond ring again and realized Eric and I would always be linked by the gift he had given me. My body was soon wracked by an orgasm that started in my toes and went on and on. Eric said I had just had my first “sissygasm”, which proved I was a true faggot. Soon he erupted inside me yet again. He would fuck me twice more during the night, cumming inside me each time. Early the next morning, we agreed we would march together in the upcoming gay pride parade. “Promise me you’ll wear the watch and ring in the parade while we hold hands,” He said. I kissed him passionately and said, “Of course!” I dressed and went home. Later I saw that my underwear was stained with his cum and my blood. When my wife got back to town, I told her that I was gay. What I subsequently learned was the fuck flu hit me about a month and a half after my night with Eric. My subsequent HIV blood test was positive. I never wrote the article, but soon became an AIDS activist. From time to time, Eric and I get together to make love, and I always wear the special jewelry he gave me.

I love being nude especially amongst other naked men and being able to see men's cocks, arses and faces, while I show off my cock and arse. I get highly aroused by it and before you know it, you would be able to track me down a fair distance by my precum trail. Group yoga, organised swimming, cycling, sunbathing club wank events etc, I do them all. If you could live your public life (weather dependent) totally nude would you? Why? (maybe barring family events - great aunts' birthday parties for example).

So the other day I hooked up with a guy from Grindr. Typical conversation ’Sup’, ‘You Lookin?’, ‘Ass Pics?’, then a location sent. I was on my way after seeing his pics. About 6’2 muscular but not super bulky and a nice thick 8.5-9” cock. I get to his place and once inside we start making out groping each other. Usually I get a little small talk before getting down to business but this guy clearly needed to fuck. No names no conversation just animalistic lust, which I fully enjoyed. He pushed me down to my knees and I pull down his pants revealing the beautiful cock getting hard right in my face. I start sucking him all the way down giving him the full deep throat experience. I suck him for awhile before he pulls me up and onto his bed. He strips me naked and flips me on my stomach with my ass in the air and he begins eating my hole. And this guys tongue was thick and long like his cock, it felt like I had 5” of tongue wiggling around in my hole, it was amazing! He pulls his mouth away spits on my hole and starts sliding his 8.5” cock inside me. We hadn’t talked about raw but I had a feeling he would want to and since he didn’t say anything I certainly wasn’t gonna lol. He gave a few slow strokes before he really starts pounding away. It wasn’t until he fully mounted me that I put my hands back on his ankles to hold onto him that I felt a little box, I looked down and realized it was an ankle monitor. Which was a first for me and somehow made the whole thing a little hotter lol. After about 20 min of fucking I’m pressed into the mattress with him on top of me when he says he’s gonna cum I tell him to “Breed me” and he says “Yeah here cums another load” I asked if already bred me and he said “About 10 mins ago”. Then he rammed his cock balls deep and bred me. As he was balls deep inside me someone started knocking on his front door. He pulled out and told me to wait in the bathroom. I’m waiting naked in the bathroom for like 5min before he finally comes back and gets me. I go back into the bedroom and there’s another guy standing in the room. I don’t know what to think at first then the new guy starts to unbuckle his pants and I know where this is going and I return to my slut mode and get on my knees and start removing his pants. I’ve never met this guy before and we haven’t spoke but I was about to blow him. He was around 6’ and skinny with some muscle. I start sucking him feeling his cock grow in my mouth. When the host moves us all to the bed with the new guy laying on his back I’m positioned between his legs and the host climbs back on top of me and shoves his cock inside me and resumes his fucking like nothing happened. I’m moaning around the new guys cock as it grows to about 9”. I take a breath and admire this new cock when the host starts blowing the new guy as he continues to fuck me. We switch off blowing the new guy for a bit till the host pulls out and tells me to ride the new guy. I don’t hesitate I get up and sit on the new guys raw cock all the way down reverse cowgirl. Facing away from him just seemed right keeping with the anonymity. After riding him for about 15 mins he grabs my hips and pulls me tight against him and says “Take that load slut”. He pumps in me a few times before he pushes me off and the host pulls me onto his cock and starts rabbit fucking me hard making me moan until the new guy puts his cock in my mouth. I hear the host say “ I love a sloppy slut hole” “ You ready for another load” I say “Fuck yeah!, Breed me, fill me up” he slams deep and unloads in me as he’s making out with the new guy. He pulls out and I turn around and clean his cock then he and the new guy start getting dressed so I got dressed and thanked them both and left. On the drive home I kept thinking about the 3 loads from my ankle monitor host and the 4th load I got from someone my host probably knew, but maybe he didn’t and just didn’t mind sharing me. I wouldn’t have changed anything though getting those loads was so hot. I rode my dildo when I got home working their loads deeper in me as I jerked myself till I came. I hope to meet up with him again and see what other surprise guests show up.

So fukn hot bro

Seriously! That’s what it’s all about in the brotherhood: SHARING everything. And I love having another man’s ass juices inside my ass, delivered by a rock hard cock bareback that has just been inside another brother as he goes inside me. I cum so hard just knowing I am that much more connected with the Brotherhood

Primarily, enjoy the ride. An orgasm is a phenomenal way for your body to reach a crescendo. Enjoy it. Multiple orgasms are even better. But once in a while, let your body guide you. You don’t always have to chase the dragon. As a top, I love to see my btm squirm. But I also love to see him ride the euphoria!

Sounds like Doctor topblkmale is a first-rate internist to ME !!!

Would love to eat you out after a night of being used. Get my face up there and feed me the loads you’d taken.

I have a fuckbud who i play with a few times a month. He's married to an older guy, but I have no idea what their relationship is like. i suspect it may be a sexless relatioship. I don't know if there is an understanding or whether he is actually deceiving and cheating. That being said it does not affect how passionate our hookups are. Lots of kissing, verbal, eating each other's asses and him taking my cum in his ass and me swallowing his load. A major turn on for me is sending him home to his husband with my load deep inside him.

Not sure what's gotten into me, but theres a lot more of this story coming out of me now! Enjoy another chapter! And there's lot's more to cum! ---------------------------------- We arrived at the clinic five minutes before the appointed time. Vince announced his arrival with the receptionist, and we all sat down in the sofas in the waiting room. Anthony had accompanied us, wanting to see the action for himself, but since Vince had no idea what was going to happen it was under the pretence that we were all going for dinner after his appointment. 18.45 passed and the clock approached 19.00 when the clinic would close. 18.59 Matt arrived in the waiting room, calling Vinces’ name and apologizing for the delay. We all stood up, as if we were all going to the exam room, but Matt quickly motioned for us to sit down. - “Oh, you brought company? You can just wait here, no problem. If someone asks you to leave because we’re closing, just say that Matt said it was ok for you to wait here.”, he said and winked at me, flashing a cheeky smile. They left us there, went to the exam room and closed the door behind them. - “That’s weird, aren’t we going to get to see the show?”, Anthony asked. - “Knowing Matt and seeing that wink I suspect they have some kind of plan laid out already.”, I said and grabbed my stiffening cock. A few minutes later my phone rang. A FaceTime call from Matts personal mobile phone. I picked up and looked at the screen while moving closer to Anthony so he could see as well. On the screen was Matt, smiling and holding a finger over his lips to let us know we should be quiet. I muted the microphone as Matt positioned his phone so that we could see everything that was going on in the exam room. As I realised what was about to happen, I started a screen recording of the video call, then took out my Bluetooth headphones, inserted one in my ear and gave the other to Anthony so we could both hear what was going on in there. Vince was laying on his side on the exam bed, pants down by his knees with his beautiful hairless ass exposed to Doctor Eddie who was sitting on a stool behind him. - “Ok, it’s going to feel a bit cold now from the lube, I will start by taking the rectal samples.”, Doctor Eddie said as he inserted the lubed plastic speculum into Vince. He pulled out the plug and a gush of semen flowed out of it, but Eddie was prepared and managed to catch it all in a plastic mug. - “Wow, that’s a lot of cum in your ass. You’ve had fun apparently! Don’t worry, I will put it all back once I am done with the samples.” Vince tried to turn his head, I could tell that he was surprised by what the doctor said, but he quickly relaxed back down on the bed. Eddie took the samples, then pushed Vince onto his stomach and poured the cum back in through the speculum. Matt silently snuck up behind Vinces’ ass and looked straight into the phone camera as he opened his mouth and tilted his head back, allowing Eddie to pour the last drops of cum into his mouth. Eddie then pulled the speculum out and placed it in Matts mouth, as if he was some kind of equipment holder. Matt just smiled and gave us a little show of how much he enjoyed thoroughly cleaning the cum of it with his tongue. - “There you go, all the cum back where it’s supposed to be.”, Eddie said and gave Vince a light slap on the butt. Eddie hesitated for a second, but I could see the lust in his eyes as he gave in to his desires, placed one hand on each of my husband’s cheeks, pulled them apart and dove into it sticking his tongue as far up in his ass as he possibly could. Vince moaned and pushed back, now becoming fully aware of how great this clinic was. Eddie was eating him lustfully while pulling Vinces pants of completely, then moving on to shedding his own clothes. Matt had already stripped off all his clothes and moved into position in front of Vince. I thought he was going to face fuck him, but instead he turned his ass towards Vince who immediately started eating him out. I don’t think I’ve ever had Vince eating my ass, so I felt a bit jealous about that. Anthony and I were still in the waiting room and getting incredibly uncomfortable with our rock-hard cocks still contained in our pants. We wanted nothing more than to join in and see the show up close, or at least let our monsters out so they could breathe properly, but we understood that it would look a bit weird to the other staff if we entered an exam room that was occupied. Or if we were masturbating in the waiting room for that matter. The ass eating session in the exam room went on for five minutes and then Eddie climbed on top of Vince and inserted himself. Vince moaned loudly as Eddie slid his hard cock over his prostate. Matt turned around and started face fucking my husband, smiling to the camera knowing that we were watching everything. He looked at his watch and signed to the camera by tapping the watch and holding up five fingers. Five more minutes I guessed it meant. - “Hello there, we’re closing up the clinic now, who are you waiting for?”, a female nurse said, surprising us as we were completely focused on the phone screen. We awkwardly adjusted ourselves, trying to hide our boners. - “Oh, uhm, yes, my husband is in with Doctor Eddie. Matt said it was OK for us to wait here. They should be done soon.” - “Alright then, I know they were running a bit late, so I guess that’s fine. I’ll just lock up here and head on home, Matt will let you out then. Bye now!” The nurse left and locked the front door behind her. We were all alone at the clinic along with the guys in the exam room. I immediately grabbed Anthony’s cock, he grabbed mine and we started rubbing each other. - “Can we take them out now, what you think?”, he said - “I guess so…”, I replied as I opened his pants, took out his cock and sucked up all that delicious poz pre-cum that was flowing out of him. It didn’t last long until we were both completely naked in the waiting room, sucking and jerking each other off while watching and hearing my husband getting split roasted by the doctor and the nurse in the room next to us. Both Anthony and I had to stop each other from touching our cocks as we were so fucking close to coming. The whole scene was just too hot to watch, and we didn’t want to waste our loads. The sounds and the quickening pace of Doctor Eddie made it obvious that he was getting close, and within 10 seconds he was roaring as he dumped his load deep into my husband. Matt motioned to the camera that we should come in. We entered the exam room just as Eddie was pulling out. Anthony couldn’t last another second and literally ran up to Vince, jumped on top of the table just as his cock started spewing its load. The first rope landed over Vinces’ hole, but the following were planted deep inside. Even though I wasn’t even touching myself I could feel the point of no return moving closer and closer. Anthony needed to finish quickly, or I would be blasting all over the floor! The solution to the problem however was named Eddie, as he backed himself up on my cock making me explode inside him before even being halfway in. The orgasm was so intense that my vision blacked out for a second, and my legs gave way and I stumbled into a position of hanging over the back of Eddie.

Another chapter, long overdue... Enjoy, my dear breeders and cumpdumps! 😘 --------------------------- I opened the door to our apartment and stepped inside. Anthony followed me in, looking a bit curious and somewhat nervous at the same time, and shut the door behind him. I kicked off my shoes and put my jacket on the coatrack and walked towards the bedroom. On the bed was my husband, Vince; naked, on all fours sideways over the bed, his smooth bubble butt directed towards the door and propped up with pillows exposing his hole that was glistening with Vaseline based numbing cream. He had a blindfold on, and his wrists were handcuffed together behind his back. His cock was folded backwards so that it was proudly on display on the pillow between his legs, rock hard and leaking precum which is something he very rarely does, so it was obvious that he was very horny and eager to receive his surprise, and that he had been in this position for quite a while. My cock grew hard as I approached him and roughly stuck two fingers up his ass, causing him to let out a puppy-like yelp. I turned my head towards Anthony and almost started laughing as he already had his shirt off, his pants around his ankles and was jerking his hard cock while looking hungrily at my man. The head of his cock was wet with pre-cum and a large drop was starting to form on the underside. Before the drop would detach and stain our carpet, I stepped aside and quietly gestured to Anthony that my husbands’ hole was all his to use as he wished. He quickly stepped out of his pants, climbed onto the bed and wiped the cock head over the opening, lubing up the hole with pre-cum. Then he started to insert himself slowly. I knew Vince liked it rough, so I just pushed Anthony down and into my husband until he was balls deep. Again, Vince let out a cute little yelp that soon turned into a growl as Anthony started fucking him. - “Wow baby, your cock feels different… I guess it’s just the numbing cream that makes it feel a bit thinner than usual. But it’s weird that it feels as if it’s going much deeper…” He had no idea it wasn’t me that was fucking him, so I decided to play along and walked around the bed and slapped him in the face with my hard cock, making him flinch with surprise, then shoved it into his mouth. - “Maybe this taste more familiar?” I said and started face fucking him. “The one in your ass is a freshly pozzed cock I found at the clinic. Most likely very contagious. How do you like that baby?” Vince tried to say something, but my cock was in the way, so instead he just pushed his ass back on Anthony and started fucking himself onto that long cock as hard as he could. His position was a bit awkward since his hands were cuffed, but it was obvious that he approved and just a few minutes later Anthony was blasting off his poz load into my husband’s ass, as I blasted off into his mouth. We both pulled out of Vince who gasped for air as my cock left his mouth. Anthony then did something surprising by flipping my husband over onto his back, then squeezed out the last few drops of poz cum over my husband’s cock before climbing on top and swiftly planting his ass down hard on Vinces’s cock. Anthony rode him with a frenzy. Vince, having just taken a poz load in his ass and my load down his throat, did not last long until he blew his load inside Anthony. - “What got into you?” I asked Anthony, “I thought you were a total top?” - “Yeah, but since that deal with my boyfriend fell through, I never got to bottom for that poz guy, and I couldn’t resist your fucking adorable husband…” - “Yeah, I know, he does that to you…” I said and laughed. - “Uhm, hello? I’m still blindfolded down here, and I have no idea what’s going on…”, Vince said. I laughed and removed his blindfold. He squinted as he got accustomed to the light but soon he could see Anthony who was still sitting on top of him milking his softening cock with his hole, smiling down at him. - “Wow, you’re really cute.”, Vince said. - “Thanks, so are you.”, Anthony replied. - “You both are...”, I said and kissed first my husband, then Anthony. - “I’m really uncomfortable though… The cuffs…”, Vince said and wiggled his body. Anthony let my husbands’ cock out, along with a trickle of cum, then climbed off him. I found the keys to the cuffs on the nightstand and uncuffed him. Vince rolled back onto his back, wiped the remains of cum from his cock and shoved his fingers up his ass. He always did that with any left over cum he could find, even when he was just jerking off by himself the load always ended up inside him, so it was more of a reflex move to him. Antony seemingly couldn’t get enough and promptly grabbed Vince’s wrists, then shoved his face between the ass cheeks of my husband, eating his hole like he hadn’t been fed for weeks. Vince was in heaven, with a huge smile on his face as he looked at me. We’ve been together so long that we don’t even need words anymore; his eyes were saying “Wow, where did you find this guy? Can we keep him?”. I just smiled back at him and nodded. Before long Anthony was balls deep in Vince again, but as he was fucking him, he looked at me and said: - “Jay, I haven’t bred you yet. Take my place in your husband and I will breed you while you fuck him.” I needed no further instructions, and within seconds I was balls deep inside my husband, holding my cheeks apart awaiting the intrusion of Anthony. Two seconds later he was balls deep inside me, and I almost blacked out from the pain having been so thoroughly used at the clinic earlier. Luckily there was a lot of cum in me so as soon as Anthony started thrusting, I self-lubricated. - “Poz me Anthony! Give it to me!” I begged as I was looking into the eyes of the man I loved and was inside of. I kissed him. - “You won’t have to wait long! … I’m … CUMMING!!!”, Anthony roared. We all collapsed on the bed, and after we caught our breaths, I gave my husband a short summary of how I met Anthony. I left out all the saucy details about the doctor and the nurse since I wanted that to be yet another happy surprise for him. We cuddled, talked, kissed, cuddled some more, but we didn’t fuck any more. I was worn out and Vince said he wanted more, but I knew what was coming to him later, so I made sure that didn’t happen. Anthony told the story about his ex, which made my husband shed a tear for him, and looking at me he said: - “Good thing we have a completely open relationship, so we don’t have to be bothered with that kind of betrayal and shit… I love you soooo much, Jay!” - “I love you too, more than you know”, I replied. Before we knew it, it was late in the afternoon and almost time for Vince’s appointment at the clinic.

they like a magnet for my holes

I used to be a versatile top but, a few years ago, started my transition to what I am now--a total bottom. I had no idea how or why that happened because I always enjoyed being a top because it was less work (no messy anal clean-up), and I could always find a ready bottom when I needed to get off. I am a scientific sort of guy so I thought I'd do a little research to see if there is any scientific reason that could occur. I read many articles about this phenomenon but the one that resonates with me was one that stated that there are certain chemicals/proteins present in the ejaculate that, once absorbed, create a dependency on the host's ejaculate. If I understand the article correctly, it means that a when a bottom absorbs the top's cum it changes the bottom to desire it more and more with each load. I'm not sure about how "science" would explain this, but I know that, at least anecdotally, this is true in my case. As I said earlier, I used to be a versatile top, but I was sort of tricked, over time, into bottoming. At first, I started out telling the top that he would need to always wear a condom when he topped me but, little did I know, he was stealthing me. After absorbing several of his loads this way (again, unbeknownst to me) I wanted to try bareback but with the stipulation that he not shoot his load in me. He agreed but (I found out much later) whenever he topped me, he shot his first load in me and kept fucking me until he was ready to shoot his second load. At that point he would pull out and shoot that load on my back. I absorbed several loads through this deception which continued to change me. So, after a few months of that, I realized that I wanted him to cum inside me. I told him the next time he was fucking me that I wanted him to cum in me so I could feel what that was like. He happily agreed. He shot his load in me which I pushed out once he pulled out. He didn't say anything about me doing that but after a few more weeks/sessions of him shooting in me and then me pushing it out he told me that he thought that was rude and didn't want me to do that anymore. I thought about it and decided that I would keep his loads inside of me. I have found that now I actually want his cum inside of me. It has made me into his own personal cum whore, which we both seem to enjoy.

This is not quite correct, it is available in Japan. Maybe not as heavily subsidized as in other countries but you can easily get it from a sexual health clinic. I get tested at a place that offers it. This is what makes it really fun there. I absolutely love being watched by a large group as I get bred by some Japanese daddies. Some from the group will get bold and let you suck or give them handjobs while you’re getting fucked, or others will cum on you. The only issue, as I see it, is the main cruising area is kept dark. Really dark. Can be hard to clearly see what’s going on in there at night. It’s because people are sleeping in there, but still.

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

IX. Tradecraft Here we turn to a lighter note, a heartwarming story of romance between a Daddy and his Boy. A perfect love flowed from the kindly older man, pulsing through his cock into the strapping young fellow – overflowing his heart and transforming his body forever. But let us begin at the beginning. An athletic son of academics, the young man yearned for a more robust and manly life than that of his effete and bookish father. More than anything he loved to work with his hands, and he was naturally drawn to gathering places of men – where honest labor and pride of craftsmanship are prized values. Thus the lad was overjoyed to find an after-school job at the local hardware store. The men who worked at the store treated him with trust and respect. He proudly wore the staff apron, with its pockets for tools, pens and measuring tapes, and applied himself in learning the business. Soon he was advising customers on tools and tradecrafts with an expertise beyond his years. His youthful confidence and pleasing dexterity did not escape the notice of a frequent customer, the Brother Groundskeeper, for whom the hardware store was also a place of pilgrimage. He knew its aisles almost as well as he did the gardens and hedgerows of the Brotherhood’s Estate, and whiled away happy hours admiring the finely machined tools and precision equipment. One day he waylaid the young employee and asked for help finding a few items -- though he knew full well where they were kept. Each request took the two farther into the back reaches of the store until, by inquiring about hoists and winches, the Brother maneuvered the lad into a corner by the men’s restroom. As the young man started to explain one of the devices, hefting it in his hand, the older man’s hand brushed lightly across it, stopping as his broad, callused palm covered the boy’s slender fingers. Their eyes met and froze. The Brother broke his gaze and looked toward the washroom. “I need your help in here for a moment.” Taking the winch from the boy’s hands and laying it back on the shelf, he noticed the rising mound in the lad’s staff apron, lifted by a tool more beautifully honed than the pliers and screwdrivers tucked in its pockets. The boy, entranced, nodded and wordlessly followed the Brother into the lavatory. It was the first time he had touched another man in such a way, but somehow his body knew what to do. Falling to his knees, he freed the Brother’s cock, stroking with naturally gifted hands its magnificent crown, its trunklike shaft with veins like buttresses, and its lightly silvered bush. He bestowed on it the same reverent admiration as he would on a fine tool from the store’s wares. Soon the Brother was primed to impart a more advanced lesson in the manly arts, and with a kind but firm grasp he pulled the boy to his feet and turned him against the sink, fixing his eyes in the mirror with a powerful, hypnotic stare. Reaching under the apron, he deftly unfastened the boy’s belt, opened his own shirt and pants and, gently caressing the young man’s bulging briefs, pulled his jeans to his ankles. The Groundskeeper spat on his fingers and expertly prepared the untouched hole for its introduction to adult pleasures. Freeing the young cock that desperately strained at its cotton bonds, he stroked it, drawing the boy’s attention to the ecstasy of his touch and distracting him from the inevitable pain he must endure in this moment of discovery. The Groundskeeper eased himself, unrelentingly but compassionately, between the round, youthful buttocks and into the tight, quivering hole, holding the boy’s waist against his impulse to draw away. By fractions of an inch like those inscribed on a measuring tape, his thickly veined cock found its home. Pain and indescribable pleasure coursed like an electrical charge through the young man’s body and he let out a cry – muffled by his mentor, who had preemptively placed a thick hand over the rosy lips. Both watched their images, shuddering with piston thrusts, in the mirror, the boy’s head leaning back and nestling in the older man’s sheltering arms. The young cock lurched and bounced to the relentless rhythm, beginning to ooze in response to the unfamiliar bliss. The man removed his hand from the boy’s mouth and began gently to caress his balls, teasing him ever closer to orgasm. He slid his fingers up the boy’s ten-inch shaft (which of late had grown into the object of locker-room envy and his own youthful astonishment) and began circling the velvety magenta of the cockhead, glazing it with a delicate coating of its own oozing precum. The stimulation was more than the young body could stand. Taut muscles tensed, bright eyes and plump lips stretched wide in surprise, and with a convulsion like he had never experienced, the boy machine-gunned out a bounty that smeared the mirror from top to bottom. He was still transfixed in wonder when the man’s own thrusts took on a final urgency, delivering a load that, though injected inside him rather than spattered in full view, was surely just as copious as his own. They stood for many minutes in a post-coital embrace, the lad turning his face to claim a long and urgent kiss. The Brother held still and the boy could almost feel inside himself the gentle heartbeats that throbbed in the older man’s cock, as it withdrew slowly and sensuously from the oozing hole. Turning to face him, the youth admired the hard and thickly haired chest, then cast his eyes downward to assess the manhood that had just penetrated him. For the first time he noticed the boldly inscribed tattoo on the left of the man’s abdomen. The Brother caught the inquisitive gaze and, pulling the boy's face up to meet his own eyes, whispered, “A badge of manhood that you shall earn yourself one day.” The man dressed himself and, with a firm and affectionate grasp of the boy’s shoulder, left him alone in wordless awe. Mindful that “one day” might be sooner rather than later, the Brother thought to check back on the boy in the weeks to come. Sure enough, stopping by the store, he was told that the young employee had called in sick for more than a week. He smiled and shook his head fondly, remembering that in his prime his viral load had been mighty, and was glad to be reassured that his golden years were still blessed with that same potency. “Pozzed on his first fuck,” other junior Brothers would affectionately tease the young man in years to come, and he would blush, secretly proud. But of course it took some time, at first, to understand how truly blessed he was. There was shock at his life’s sudden new turn, tears, and rage – but those dissolved in due time. Seeing the kindly face of the Groundskeeper once more was enough to melt some of the anger. The affection between them was real, and soon they became lovers, bonded as they were already by the Strain. The boy was apprenticed to his Poz Father as an assistant groundskeeper, learning to plow, plant and tend the gardens – as well as joining his mentor to spread another kind of Seed. (Together they reaped a bountiful harvest of fresh college boys, for the muscular May-September pair proved a powerful lure for the young and horny.) In due time the Apprentice was admitted to the Chapter – among the younger Initiates in its history. His entry to the Brotherhood was, as tradition requires, sealed with a ritual infusion of semen by the gathered Brothers one night in the Chapter Hall. But this was a mere formality, for the offspring of his Father/Lover was already living within him, conceived on that confusing but exhilarating day of sexual awakening. Only the Dark Lord knows how many meaningless loads have spattered the stalls of public toilets, truck stops and park benches throughout history. Surely our sacred Seed, it its relentless determination to propagate, charged from man to man in many such encounters. Yet none could compare to the beauty of those furtive moments in a dingy hardware store men's room. Father and Son joined in an eternal bond – a boy's virginity taken and manhood granted in a single explosion of viral love.

That’s cause your mama raised you right.

Part 2 After taking my first hit from the pipe solo, I was feeling amazing! My hookup was sitting down messing with his phone, so I asked for another and he said “knock yourself out”. With that permission I lit up again, and again, and again. I was so spun I could feel every part of my body tingling with extacy! I find though that when I get spun, I become meticulous about any rouge puddles in the pipe, particularly where the stem meets the bowl. I like having all my dope together (don’t ask me why, it’s just my thing). So I am lighting and heating up the area where the stem meets the pipe over and over and over again trying to get this fucking shard to melt and join the rest where it belongs! After a while it slowly starts to roll down, and with that the main puddle starts to heat and smoke. You think I’m letting that smoke go to waste??? Fuck no! I hit the pipe again! I heat up the top and sides of the bowl to get those rouge puddles and hit again. I heat up the lower part of the stem and hit again. Now I’m higher than a kite wanting nothing more than to be the nastiest slut I can be. I set the pipe down to cool off, but there’s still more that needs to be done! I take the pipe by the bowl heating up the end of the stem where there’s still rouge puddles. I put the opening of the bowl up to my nose and inhale the smoke that’s created from the stem, switch nostrils and do it again. Let the pipe cool for a minute, make sure it doesn’t explode or burn me, and do one final evaluation. I wipe off any remaining soot and before you know it this pipe is as clear as a new one, minus the single puddle of dope I’ve worked so hard to gather into one. Now I’m feeling so high I want to take anything in my ass just to satisfy the uncontrollable urge! Luckily by then my visitor is wondering what the hell im doing, and I present him with a pristine pipe ready for use. I must have smoked most of what he put in there because he wanted to load it again with some more shards but i begged him to let me do it because I just cleaned the damn thing and he’ll just fuck it all up! I grad a straw, cut it, get the shards in there enough to where they’re not even hanging out, and load the bowl with perfection! Heat it up, take a hit and pass the pipe to him. After he hits three times and shot guns three times to me I’m on the couch with my ass lubed, porn playing, and putting toys in there to satisfy my craving until he gets hard! I suck him for maybe a minute until I mentionton that since I smoked so much of his dope that I am submitting to him in any way and until he feels I’ve paid off my debt with my body, my holes, my everything! It belong to him! That got him hard as a rock and he immediately proceeds to flip me over face down and shove his cock right in balls deep with only my spun spit as lube for his cock. Then he grabs my head, shoves it into the pillows and starts wrecking my hole and smacking me with the other! He’s pissed that I smoked so much and he intended to make me pay as long as HE wanted. He made it clear I had no say for a while! I feel his hot sweaty balls hitting me with each thrust and that only adds to my extacy! At one point he’s fucking me while I’m on my back and I’m on Grinder, A4A, and BBRT looking for more tops to use me as he instructed! ... to be continued.

Love it

Definitely. My favourite guys are the strangers at beats who just turned me round, fucked me raw, and came inside me. The ones who never asked if they could fuck me, never asked if they could fuck me bare, and never asked if they could fill me up.

Dad’s Basement Part Twelve I had almost gotten up and left the booth, when the door opened and a older man came in and shut the door. He was average height, with white hair, dressed all in black. He kept his back to me as he locked the booth door. There I sat with my shorts around my ankles. He turned and smiled. That’s when I noticed he was a Priest, a real fucking Priest. “Hello my Son” he said. “Hello Father” “Now what could bring a boy like you to a place like this?” he asked, “tell me honestly” “Looking for cock Father” The Priest shook his head. How could this fucker be judging me, when his ass was in here too. “Son, I think you need to get on your knees and pray.” I don’t know what game he was playing, but I would see how it would go. I stood up, bent over to pull up my shorts. When he stopped me. “Step out of them my Son and kneel” I stepped out of my shorts, and kelt on the dried cum stains on the floor. He stepped forward, his crotch inches from my face. “Close your eyes my Son” he said “and I will begin” I blindly obeyed him. “Heavenly Father, please give this young man guidance in his sinful times. Let him see the wisdom of your oh mighty vessel before him.” As he spoke, he unzipped his pants, reached inside and pullout out his cock and balls. They hung limp against his black pants. “Allow the seed of your being to flow from my Holy shaft, into his waiting challis, filling him with your light as well as the darkened love from Below. Allow the bond between my Holy Massive Shaft to open his challis for more of man’s destructive seed. In POZ cum we pray, Amen.” What the fuck was I hearing. Was this Priest praying about poz cum, cock and ass. “Open your mouth my Son and swallow my shaft” I opened my eyes to see a thick cock sticking straight out of his black pants, I circled my lips around it and started to suck. I slobbered on the cock until it shined and dripped spit on the front of his pants. Reaching under my pits, he pulled me up, turned me around, bent me forward until I faced the glory hole again. Without uttering another word, he rammed his cock balls deep into my hole. Not even waiting he began to fuck my hole, harder and harder. He grabbed my hair to keep me form moving. “Boys fucking never fucking learn. Cock, cock, cock is all they want. I will give them cock until they fucking get fucking over it.” He continued to yell the most vile statements about cock and sex as he pounded my hole. He thrusted all the way in and began to shoot his load. “Take the Unholy cum deep in your pussy, you God damn fucking whore” Then it was over, he quickly pulled out, tucked his cock away and leave. Leaving with with a “I’m sorry” I stood up shaking me head. What the fuck was that about. “I see you met Father Micheal. Man is so confused, but so twisted” Garrett said, “ I should call him and let him and the other Priest in his order gang bang you. I think you would like that. Come with me, let’s walk around” “Okay” I said grabbing my shorts, holding them in a ball in my hand as I left the booth. Fuck I was naked from the waist down and I didn’t care, hell maybe the men would stop me in the public area and fuck me. I was getting a lot of looks as I was standing in front of Garrett, who was back in a corner, he had placed me in front of him - ass out to everyone. “Hot load on your face Matt, give me a lick” Instead of moving closer, I bent forward, sticking my ass out. Garrett’s tongue was licking my face, savoring the cum load. I felt hands rub my ass, as the men walked by. Some stopped and slid fingers in, fingering my hole, coating their fingers with cum and sucking it off. “Hold still” Garrett said to me, hooking his arm around my neck. I felt a cock stabbing at my hole, it would slide in just slightly then pull out, testing the tightness of my hole. I could not believe that someone was doing this out in the public area. I felt more and more of the cock slide in me. My hole gave way with ease after the couple of rough fucks I got. The cock slid in until I felt a belt buckle pressing against my ass. The cold metal only stayed there a moment, then was gone, but seconds later it return. Out of the corner of my eyes I could see men gathering, pulling their cocks out and stroking them. “Afternoon Garrett, this a friend of yours?” “Afternoon Officer Thompson and he is the son of a friend of mine” “Should arrest you two for lewd public acts” “Let’s take it out in trade” “Had your ass many times, Garrett, so this boy’s hole will do this time” I felt him pick up speed, thrusting in and out of my slick hole, at times he would move his hips in circular motions while his cock was pushed in almost the whole way. Then it was back to deep fucking. I moaned wildly as I watch men jacking their cocks next to use. “I am going to shoot” one said. Officer Thompson pulled his cock out until the head was just inside, pulling at the inside of my hole. “Shoot it on my cock and I will drive it in the boy” The man stepped up, aiming his cock at the cop’s exposed shaft and shot. The cum covered the shaft and was driven in, he was pushing deeper and deeper into my hole. More men began to yell they were close and each time they shot, it was on the cop’s cock only to be shoved into my hole. I could not keep count of how many men shot this way. The cop was moaning loudly, Garrett just had a grin on his face, watching me get fucked by his cop friend, and taking all the loads from the voyeuristic men. The cop kept slowly stroking his cock with my cum filled hole, edging it while he allowed all the men to shoot. “Need to finish, got to get back to my beat” He pumped a few times and drove in deep, spilling his cum deep into my hole. I felt his cock jump as his cum coated my inside and mixed with the other men’s loads. “Fucking good pussy, Garrett.” he said. “Maybe you can bring him to Ryan and I’s home so we can use him for a weekend. Think his Daddy would allow that” He slowly pulled his cock out as I squeezed my hole against it. “We would treat him right and send him home with our gifts” he said, “Now clean my cock Garrett” Garrett moved in front of the cop and dropped to his knees. I turned to see the cop for the first. He was ruggedly handsome, slightly muscular build to make his uniform tight. Garrett slurped on his cock, taking the spongy shaft into his mouth. Licking and sucking the cum off it. The cop pulled free of Garrett’s suction, tucked his cock in his pants and left. “Let’s get you home young man, you had an very busy afternoon” I put my shorts on and we left. All the way home I could feel cum leaking from my hole. By the time I got into the house, there was a huge wet spot on the ass of my shorts, and cum was running down my leg. Dad was sitting on the sofa, butt naked. HIs hard cock sticking straight up in the air. “Come sit on Daddy’s lap and tell me all about it Son”