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Gotta love hotels off a highway in a country town. Last week I was attending to a family emergency in another state, I had a bit of downtime in the hotel after family issues were resolved during the afternoon. So naturally I hit up grindr, I proceeded to send messages to all the profiles with no info other than maybe an age. Not many profiles in a 30 mile range but the ones that did hit back were gold. First guy, married welder late 40's hairy chubby belly and salt and pepper gotee with a thick six incher. About 5'9 and 250lbs. Was a kisser after a nice long make out session I started sucking his cock before he turned me onto my back and started to pound my hole. He got close quick and decided to lay on the bed where we kissed a little more before I sat on his cock. After about 2 or 3 mins of jumping up and down on his cock he explodes and loads my hole. We kiss a little more then he is on his way. Second bear, not even 10 mins after first guy. Got hit up from a daddy I played with the last time I was in town. Hot construction daddy bear full beard mid 50's 6ft 260lbs married with rough hands big hairy belly with short hair and a 7 inch average cut cock. Came in and immediately was on my knees before he was undressed. Something hot about a guy with steel toe boots and jeans that is just fun to suck. He was rock hard in an instant, when he undressed he bent me over the bed and pounded the first bears load further up my hole. I remember from the last time we fucked he is a tough Nutt to Crack. After a thorough rough pounding he was getting short of breath. He laid on the bed and I laid between his legs and gave him a great sucking. After a couple minutes he remarked he wanted to bust in my ass. I got on my back with my legs up so I could grab his nipples and he plowed my hole. After another rough and long pounding he let out a growl and unloaded his seed into me, and kissed me as he worked the last of the load out into my ass. 3rd load was a married cowboy daddy, he hit me up before the 2nd bear got there but was an hour away. I gave him the info and he showed up not even 5 mins after the previous bear left, gotta love when a plan comes together lol. He was late 40s beefy solid cowboy daddy wearing jeans and cowboy boots with gotee and a nice average cut 7 inch cock. About 6'1 and like 235lbs. After an intense Makeout session he proceeded to suck me for a few minutes, not wanting to cum we went back to making out before I got on my knees and sucked him. After a couple minutes he pulled me up before he bent me over and stuck his cock in slow at first but then really went to town. After a few minutes he moved onto the bed with me. He proceeded to push me down and really pound his cock into my ass while lying on top of me. I love getting pounded this way feeling his weight on top of me. Doesn't take long before he ends the pounding with his lips sucking on my neck and breeding my hole with the third load of the day. After he left I check my phone to see, another daddy hit me up. 5 mins later in comes Coach Daddy. He was married early 50's bald daddy with a white gotee with a build that looks like a slightly beefy dadbod with muscular frame underneath the beef, looking like football coach wearing athletic shorts and white shirt. He was 5'10 and 235lbs. I immediately got on my knees and got his 6 in cut cock hard as a rock. I wanted to watch this hot stud fuck me, so I laid on my back with my legs in the air. He proceeded to pound my ass hard and with a little verbal encouragement, that daddy breed my hole giving me my 4th load in a two hour span. After that last load I was mad horny, I was able to find a married chubby daddy bottom earlier that i put off his arrival until i got some loads in my hole. He was late 50s bald with clean shaven round face and was completely hairless and had a big ass. About 6ft 270lbs in a great round shape. When he got there I buried my face in his ass and get it nice and wet. When I was ready to mount him I used some of the cum from my hole as lube for my cock. He was tight and took me a bit before he opened up. After I was able to get him opened up and moaning I went to town and his hole. I then flipped him onto his back so I could see him moan and grab his belly as I plowed into him. After a few minutes he was begging to get bred. It felt great to give him my three day load. 4 loads taken and one given with 5 married guys in the middle of nowhere why can't I be this lucky in my town lol.

This happened about 5 years ago I had not only started playing with other men but I had just recently started getting into the PnP scene(my second time) at this time I had only smoked and had probably played with about 6 months before this night so basically you could say that I was a newbie. I am 5'7 weighed around 145lbs, I couldn't host at the time so playing with guys around my area was hard to find. One day I had received a message from a guy on a site that I use to use, I checked out his profile and pictures, he was in his late 50's stood about 5'11 and weighed roughly 210lbs according to his profile. He said that he was a Versatile top and was pretty much open minded. He liked giving and receiving oral, rimming and getting rimmed and more of a top when it comes to fucking but has on occasion been fucked. He said that he had a smooth body,cock,balls and ass, and from I could tell from the pictures he looked smooth. He also said that he had an average size cock( I know they say pictures make things look bigger) and from what I could see he had more than average cock but I just overlooked it. In his message he said that he was looking to host and have fun while partying. I replied back to him saying that he had a interesting profile and that from what I could see that he had a hot body and that I was interested in meeting up but that I was still at work and wouldn't be able to meet up for a couple more hours. He said to send him a message when I was out of work. For the next couple hours I kept thinking about meeting up with this guy as I normally don't just meet up with a guy just from one conversation but I hadn't played with a guy in about a month or so. When I got home from work I took a quick shower and cleaned myself out with the best I could and grabbed something to eat then I messaged him telling him that I was home. He had sent me a message about a half hour later asking if I was still interested in meeting up and I said that I was. He asked me what would I be looking to get into and I told him that I don't like to set or make any agendas that I just normally go with the flow just as long there's some kind of connection between the 2 of us. He said that he was cool with that. I asked him if I needed to bring any favors because if I did that I didn't have any but had no problem paying for it if I had to. He said that I didn't have to worry about it and he said that the stuff he had was good stuff. I told him that I had only PnP once and all I did was smoke and it didn't seem to have that much of a affect on me or so I thought. He said that I would definitely feel it from the stuff he had. He told me to come over to his house around 9pm if I was ok with that then he said that he was looking for a long hot session and if I wasn't ok with having a long hot session then maybe we shouldn't meet up. I told him that 9 was fine and that I was also ok with having a long hot session even though we never really discussed anything that we would do. I had about a half hour to meet him so I went to the local adult store and bought myself some poppers and then headed to his house. Once I got there I called him to let him know that I was just about to pull up and he said to pull my car into the driveway and park my car next to the garage so I did. When I rang the doorbell I heard him say that the door was open and to come in. I opened the door and then closed it I heard him say that he was in the kitchen down the hallway so I started to walk down the hallway and found the kitchen and when I walked in the guy that was standing there looked hotter in person. He had on a pair of shorts and no T-shirt on. He had a smooth chest and was somewhat muscular. He asked if I wanted something to drink and I said sure, he asked what did I want and I said whatever you are having he handed me a glass and said is gin&tonic ok I said that I never had one but it was fine. We walked towards the back of the house that lead to his bedroom. Once we were in the bedroom we both sat on the bed and started talking while we drank the gin&tonic I had no idea how it would taste and as I was drinking it seemed to have a bitter taste but I just thought that is how it tasted. About 15 minutes later Paul got up and walked over to the dresser and came back with a pipe and filled it up and took a hit and then he handed me the pipe I took a hit and I could feel it as I went to hand him the pipe back I said that he was right that this stuff was good, he told me to take another hit so I didn't. When he took the pipe back I watched as he took a huge hit and without any warning I felt his mouth on mine and we began to make out but as we were making out he blew all the smoke into my lungs and it really started to hit me(so I thought that it was the meth) only to find out that the drink he gave me was spiked with some G. After about 10 minutes of making out I asked him if I could use the shower just to make sure that I was clean and he said sure. I was in the shower just about 15 minutes and as I was drying myself off I was feeling very horny and I just thought it was the meth. I thought I heard Paul and another voice but I wasn't sure. When I returned to the bedroom I saw Paul and another guy in the room and they were whispering I remember hearing Paul say let's just see what happens and then Paul noticed me in the doorway to the bedroom and handed me another drink and told me that his friend Dan had come bye unexpectedly but he wasn't going to stay. I shook Dan's hand, he must have been in his late 50's maybe early 60's but for someone who was that old he kept himself in good shape. He had blonde hair and blue eyes and definitely fit. I sat where the only place I could sit and that was on the end of the bed. Paul handed me the pipe and I took a couple hits of it as I handed it back to Paul. He took a big hit and sat next to me and started to kiss me as he blew the smoke into my mouth. What I didn't see when he was kissing me is he had handed Dan the pipe and now Dan was sitting on the other side of me and when Paul was done kissing me and blowing smoke into my lungs I didn't have time to react because just as Paul had pulled away my head was turned towards Dan and he began to kiss me but the way he started to kiss me was far from what I have experienced with other guys he began slowly kissing me as I felt the smoke fill up my lungs but then I felt him start sucking on my tongue which drove me crazy. Once Dan and I finished kissing I was about to tell the both of them that this wasn't my thing but before I could Paul had started to kiss me again and they did this back and forth for a good 15 minutes and the more we would kiss the more their hands would start rubbing my body. After they were done making out with me I grabbed the drink and drank what was left. By this point I didn't know what to do as much as they both turned me on I wasn't ready to have a 3 sum but I also didn't want to leave. I remember Paul telling me to be more relaxed and told me to take my pants and shirt off and I did but so didn't Dan and once I seen him in his boxers I clearly could see the huge bulge in his boxers but I tried to play it off like I didn't notice it, then Dan said I hope you don't mind me getting relaxed as well I just said that he was Paul's friend I guess if he's ok with it so I am ok with it. Then Dan said to Paul so remember that new guy I told you about and Paul said yeah what about him. Dan said that he had got some stuff from him and that it was really good especially when you slam it. Then Paul said well maybe we can slam it later on once he leaves because he doesn't slam isn't that right as he looked at me. I said that I didn't know what they meant by slam. Dan said you have never slammed before,he went on to tell me what slamming was and I said that I would never stick a needle in my arm. Both Dan and Paul said that they understood but I had no idea what it feels like, they said that when you slam it sends this warm rushing feeling go through your body and how it feels so good. From what they were saying was that was the only affect that I would feel. Dan kept trying to get Paul to slam and I started to feel like just because I was there that he didn't want to slam so I said if I do slam how am I going to be sure that it's going to get me so messed up that I don't know what I am doing, Dan didn't hesitate he said that he has done it many times that him and Paul would make sure that I would be fine, he said that he would even be the one to administer me so I can feel the affect from it. I said that I would try it just as long as it was a small amount. Dan seemed to get excited once I said that I would try it. Dan got up and left the room. When he went to stand up to leave the room I got a glance once again at the bulge in his shorts and the bulge seemed to have gotten bigger or was my mind playing games with me. As Dan was leaving the room he asked if we wanted another drink and Paul said sure get Mike one to so he can relax. Once Dan left the room Paul came over to the bed and took a hit off the pipe and said that I didn't have to slam if I didn't want to, I told him that the only reason I said that I would try it is because he seemed like he really wanted to slam. He said that he did because he wanted to try out the new stuff. Then he told me that Dan knew what he was doing and if he said that you would be ok then you will be. Then he took another huge hit and leaned in and he blew all the smoke into my lungs as I felt his hand on my and started to move it and once he moved it I knew exactly where he put my hand as I felt something somewhat soft but it felt very big and thick that is when I realized that he put my hand on his cock. This was the first time that either one of us touched someone's else's cock, as I had my hand on his cock I slowly started to rub and squeeze his cock. As I was doing that he asked me how his cock felt in my hand all I remember saying is that his cock definitely feels bigger and thicker than the average size like he told me he had. He said if I had told you actually how big my cock is do you think that you would be here tonight then he stood up and pulled his boxers off and right in front of my face was his cock and he was right if he had told me how big and thick his cock was I probably wouldn't have been there that night. Even though his cock was somewhat hard his cock had to be close to 9" and thicker than I am use to, as much as I tried to look away my eyes wouldn't move. I don't know how long I must have been staring at his cock but I remember hearing Dan coming back in the room with 3 drinks and a small black bag. He said to Paul what are you starting without me as he looked down at Paul's cock then looked at me and said he's got a nice big cock right I remember just shaking my head. The first thought in my head was there is no way that I am going to be able to handle Paul's cock in my mouth or ass. I never mentioned or told Paul about my gag reflex and how I never had a cock down my throat or even close to touching the back of my throat and here was Paul with his big and thick cock what's is he going to say once he finds out. Dan handed me my drink and said that it might taste a little stronger it's just to help you relax as he sat down on the bed next to me and said that I need to relax that everything will be ok as he took the pipe lite it and took a huge hit and started to kiss me but this time he was more passionate about it. Then I felt his hand move down to my cock and he started to move his hand up and down on my semi hard cock. Then he got up and said to Paul help him feel more comfortable as he pulled out 3 needles and told Paul to get me ready so Paul went and grabbed a tourniquet and told me to relax as he placed it around my upper arm and tightened it up. Then Dan sat on the bed with me and took my arm with the tourniquet on it and started looking for a vein and once he found it he took the needle and told me that I would feel a small pinch and then once he starts I should start to feel the warm rushing feeling and that should be it. Paul said that he was going to do his points as well as he took the needle. Dan had me slide up on the bed more enough to where he had me laying almost in the middle of the bed I could feel my ass somewhat hanging off the bed and then he took my arm and placed it on his leg and my hand was on his boxers I could feel the heat coming from him. Once he found the vein he said are you ready and before I could say anything I felt the pinch and watched as some blood came out and he said got you and started to push the plunger down before he was finished I started to cough really bad and I started to feel the warm rushing feeling start. Once Dan had finished he held my arm up and told me to hold it up for a minute or two. I was still coughing and the warm rushing feeling started from my ears right down to my asshole. I hadn't even noticed that Paul was already slamming himself til I heard him start to cough. Then I felt my legs being lifted up and back then I let out this loud moan as I felt something wet and warm on my asshole only to look down and see Paul between my spread open legs and his mouth and tongue playing with my hole then I heard Paul start to moan has I felt his warm tongue really start to rim my hole I tried to control myself but it didn't do any good as I moaned even more. Then I felt something rubbing against my lips and when I looked up Dan was on the side of the bed with his huge hard cock in his hand and he was rubbing the head of his cock against my lips. Will publish part 2 soon( gets more interesting)

Anyone else love sharing tops with other bottoms? At this point nothing turns me on more than laying ass up next to another bottom side by side as a hung top takes turns going inside us, transferring our ass juices to one another. I love having a cock inside me that has been inside someone else’s ass. The bond I feel with the other bottom is amazing, especially as we make out with our tongues as either one of us is pounded.

“Oh yeah gonna shoot this poz load in that fucking sloppy hole” The latest top said as his cock throbbed in my once tight hole and I felt another load added to the flood of cum in my ass. He shuddered and dripped sweat onto my chest now smooth chest as my eyes rolled back in my beck and all I could do was moan in my popper haze. I had been in the sling for 4 hours at this point and had taken 8 loads while my Owner stood behind me feeding me poppers and steading the sling. I felt so slutty and wondered about how I had come to this point in my life. The next top stepped up, furry as all hell and tatted up and made eye contact as he slide is raw cock into my abused whole and I moaned out a hoarse “more”. ****2 weeks prior*** I had just graduated college and was home working at one of those job that you take because you need money. I had just broken it off with my girlfriend since we lived to far away to bother with trying to keep a relationship going after college. I wasn’t really worried though I was always good at finding someone to fuck. I’m Italian Sicilian, 6 ft , 185lbs, and have the pale skin and black hair all over to prove it. My cock is 8 inches uncut of thick meat that like to drool like a faucet when I get hard, I jerk off at least 3 times a day just to remain sane, and I have a great manly dense coating of fur all over my well toned pecs, abs, and leg as well as super dense pit fur. Love to smell my pits after a workout and jack off while still wearing my boxers. I was super horny coming home from a workout one night and was passing the adult bookstore in my town and thought I would stop in and pick up something new to jerk to. I parked my car around back so that people wouldn’t see it and made my way in. Once in I was looking around at the various dvds for sale and drifted over to the toy section. Hey had a huge cabinet full of different types of lube and bottle labeled as “Aromas”. “Need help?” a deep voice said I turned around and less than a foot away stood the sales associate. He was about 6 2, 225, as hair as I was and had scruff all over his face. His tight black shirt and jean showed that he was also thick with muscle. I felt some how small standing there in just my tank top and basket ball shorts. “ummmmm I was wondering what these little bottle are for?’ “Those are poppers son they make ya super horny and relaxed. Did you want some?” “Well I am always super horny but sure I guess.” He reached around and unlocked the case and handed me a bottle and whispered, “here try these in the they are my favorite” I went to reach in my shorts and he just shook his head and said he would cover me and that I should try em in the back vid area before I left. I was so horny my cock was pushing against the material of my jock as I made my way to the back video area. I was dark back there lit only by a couple red light. There were two banks of both 5 on each side and a cluster of larger booths in the middle. Not liking to be constrained I made my way to one of the booths. Once in I feed a 5 into the machine and fished my cock out. It was still hard and leaking from the earlier exchange as some straight porn booted up on screen. My mind returned to the sales guy and wondered why he had made me nervous and hard all at the same time. I put those thought out of my head as I unscrewed the bottle and tried my first hit of poppers. The smell turned me off at first but then the rush hit me. My hand paused on my cock as my face turned flush and my breathing increased. I felt my self getting even harder and sweat broke out on my skin. My mind focused only on my cock and the feelings of how horny I was. A moan escaped my lips and I closed my eyes as a large drop of precum slicked the head of my cock as I jerked it. I am not sure how long that lasted but when I opened my eyes the guy from the sales floor was standing in the door to the booth. Fuck I had forgotten to slide the latch. “Seems like you enjoyed those, why don’t you take another hit and let me help you out” He was staring ight into my eyes and for some reason I nodded slightly. He moved towards me and lifted my hand holding the bottle to my nose and told me to inhale deep. I am not sure why I followed his orders o readily but I did. He moved the bottle over to my other nostril and told me in a deep voice “again boy” I did that twice more and my head was swimming. His hands roamed down my body and pulled my cock back out. His warm mouth took all of me into him and started licking around the head. Cleaning up all my precum. He roughly pull my short down leaving my bare jock clad ass touching the wall. I was sweaty like a horse and the smell drifted up from my pits and mixed with the smell of the poppers and my cock got even hard from this guy sucking me off. I was starting to come down from the effects when the guy pressed the bottle back to my nose and sent me off again. I would barely think all that was on my mind was how horny I was and how I wanted to feel more. The guy put 2 fingers in my mouth to try and keep me quiet but that only seemed to make me horny. His fingers tasted salty and I loved it. “Fuck you are hot, love to make you mine and mark you up. Lets see how that hole of yours is” In a haze he had me take 4 more hits and then turned me around. Spreading my furry ass he dove right in and licked at my hole. I had never had anyone do that before and it felt amazing. My back arched and I pushed back into his wet tongue. Loving the sensation and having my hole eaten out. Feeling is facial hair rub rough against ass and his soft wet tongue darting into my hole. My hand went right to my cock and started jerking it fast. My helper grabbed it and pulled it away. “Not yet boy wanna make you beg to shoot” I had never been called boy before but it triggered something in me and I moaned. Suddenly the guy stood up and turned me back around. “Stay here I will be right back” he said and left me standing in the booth high on poppers and panting. He came back in a minute with something in his hand. Sinking to the ground he took my cock back in his mouth and sucked me hard and fast. He held the bottle back to my nose and I took 4 more hit while he gave me the best blow job I had ever received. 10 shots came out of my cock as I came. Between the intense orgasm and the poppers my head was spinning as the guy swallowed and suck at my shrinking cock. I was sweaty and panting when I felt something being pressed around my cock and heard a click. “There we go all locked away, that should make sure you come back again next week” “What?!?!” looking down I saw my cock encased in a plastic tube that only left my balls exposed. I looked at the guy with confusion. “What you thought this was only going to be about you. If you want that taken off be here again next week same time and we will see what we can do. And expect to return the favor for what I just did and then same. If you don’t see me up from just say you need to see The Boss, when you get here. Have a fun week” I was dumbstruck. Before an hour ago I had never tried poppers or had a guy suck me off. Now I had shot my load and my cock was locked in this thing. Thinking about the blow job I felt myself start to get hard and felt pain as it pressed against the plastic. In a daze I tucked my now caged cock back in my jock pulled my shorts up and drove home. 2. That week passed so slowly. All I could think about was my cock. I was distracted at work, and I couldn’t go to the gym because I was so embarrassed and didn’t want anyone to see my cock cage. Finally it was Friday and I head back to the store. I was so horny I sped the entire way and practically ran through the door. Boss stood behind the counter and smiled at me when I walked in. “He boy, has it been week already?” I looked at him with hungry eyes and stated “Please take this off I need to cum so bad I’ll do whatever it takes just get this off me” “Are you sure about that boy? How about we take you to the back and see what we can do.” With that he came around the counter and flipped the closed sign and locked the door. I followed him urgently to the back area and into a booth in the back of the video room. “Take off your clothes boy let me see what that once proud cock looks like” I stripped off my workout shorts and tank top and stood there in only my shoes and the cock cage. My furry body breaking into a nervous sweat plastering the hair on my chest and abs. Boss came up and stood within an inch of me looking into my eyes. He reached in his pocket and I felt relief that he was going to take the lock off my cock and I could cum. When he opened his hand he held a bottle of poppers in it and gave it to me. “Here ya go boy, you know what I want to see you do.” I took the bottle from his hand and inhaled deep 4 times in each side. My head was spinning and I leaned against the walls of the booth. My cock vainly tried to get hard. “yeah good boy hitting deep like that for me. Now the way I see since I sucked your cock last time you should return the favor for me” I had never sucked a cock before and but I was so horny and high on poppers I drop to my knees and started to unbutton his jeans. I could feel the cum and dirty from previous occupants coat both knees and could smell Bosses sweaty crotch as he pulled his cock out. A huge drop of precum glistened on the tip. Could I do this? I was so horny and feel out of it. As if reading my mind Boss held the poppers back to my nose and I breathed deep. Next thing I knew his cock was going in and out of me mouth and I was moaning like a whore. This tasted amazing and I loved his uncut 9 inch cock slamming into the back of my throat. Boss grabbed the back of my head and firmly planted his cock all the way down blocking my air supply. Just as I was about to struggle the bottle was place to my nose and he pulled back. Poppers flood into me whether I wanted them or not. Sending my head spinning and make me want more cock. Bosses cock began to grow bigger and he started to grunt as shot after shot flooded my mouth. I swallowed without thinking and loved the taste of his cum as it pour down my throat. “Fuck that was good boy, you are one poppered up cock pig now. DO you want more of this dick boy? You want that cage off?” “Oh god yes please please please let me out I need to cum so badly.” “Stand up and turn around boy and show me your hole first. I want to eat that tight furry hole.” Obediently I got up and present my furry ass to Boss. He bent down and started eating me out again. “Hit those poppers boy” I inhaled 3 times deep and arched my back. Moaning. I felt his finger push into my tight never been fucked hole and grunted with pleasure . backing on to his rough callused finger I felt waves of pleasure. Boss kept licking and wetting my hole working a second than a third finger into my ass. All the time I kept hitting the poppers and gyrating my ass. Wanting more. His fourth finger opened me up and I took a huge deep hit of poppers and held my breath as he loosened me up even more. I felt so full and stretched and never knew how much pleasure I could get from my ass. Boss stood up and started rubbing his once again hard cock through the crack of my ass. Plastering the fur with his precum. My hole itched to be filled and I was panting and sweating. Boss held the bottle back under my nosed and I sniffed again and again. “You want that cage off ? You want to feel my cock in that hole? You want me to fuck you boy? Make you mine forever? You want to be owned boy?” “OH god I don’t care fuck me I need release I need to cum so bad. Do what you want just let me cum” “Ok boy but remember you wanted this” I felt the head of his cock press against my hole, increasing the pressure more and more until it felt like it would never go in. The bottle was back under my nose, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 and on the sixth hit he broke through and sank all the way in balls deep. My moan of pain and pleasure surprised my. I never wanted it to end. I could feel his raw cock all 9 inches buried deep in me and I start to fuck myself on it. I wanted more. Sweat dripped off my body and down my back. Boss ran his hands over it and brought it to my face and I Greedily sucked it off his fingers. It tasted so good. Precum was leaking out of my caged cock like a faucet, dripping on the cum covered floor of the booth. “Fuck I love this tight hole. It feels so good gripping my fucking daddy cock. Leaking my dirty precum in the clean hole. Gonna make this fucking mine boy. You want that. You want to be my poppers pig and take my raw cock. Get bred by me and my friends. Take any load I tell you to. Be owned and used.” Taking 3 more hits from the popper bottle all I could do was utter gibberish over and over again. “fuckme , fuckme fuckme, yes whatever you want fuck my ass breed me own me just give me more cock. make me however you want I need more cock please fuck me fuck me fuck me” “Good boy gonna drop this load in that ass now boy take this fucking cock you sweaty fucking popper pig whore” He grabbed my shoulder and pushed as far into me as he could and I felt something in my give way. His pulsing cock shooting 8 shoots in my hole hitting my prostate. At that time I started to have the most intense orgasm my ass contracting uncontrollably around his cock milking every drop from it while my caged cock leaked out a bucket of cum to add to the sweat and dirt and cum already on the floor, I couldn’t stop shaking and I sank to the ground. His cock plopping out of my no longer tight ass I fell to the floor on my knees. “Fuck you are a good boy now clean up that mess on the floor” I looked up at him questioningly and he point down were my cum, sweat, and the cum of who knows else had congealed on the floor. “Lick it all up boy or you will be punished.” “I can’t who know what is down there that is disgusting I please don’t make me “ “Well you really don’t need to worry about catching any anymore but Ok pig you get two choices….lick that all up…..or you get punished” I stared at the man that had just fucked me and wondered about what he had just said while I tried to figure out which was worse. Licking up the sweat and cum and filthy of previous tenants of this booth ….or the punishment he would think up. 3. “Please sir I can’t lick the floor, I can’t ill take your punishment” “Glad you said that boy now follow me… and don’t even think about putting those clothes back on” I followed Boss back out into the main store and he flipped the sign to open and unlocked the door. “Get behind the counter boy and kneel on the floor ” I went behind the counter and kneel on the floor, my body shivering with what was coming and wondering what punishment he would think up for not cleaning up the mess in the back room. I didn’t have long to wonder because he came back shortly with a medium sized but plug form the rack and nipple clamps. He attached the clamps to my furry tits making me moan in pleasure. Then order me to bend over the counter. He spread some lube on my ass and started to push the plug in. “Please may I have some popper sir , it hurts” “No that would make this pleasure and you need to be punished and learn that when I tell you to do something you fucking do it and say thank you” “Yes sir” I said through gritted teeth as the plug popped in an I yelped in pain. He then order me back to my kneel position under the counter and pulled out his cock, ordering me to suck and lick it clean while he worked. About fifteen minutes later I heard the door chime and heard someone walking up to the counter. I try to move and sir just grabbed the back of my head an held me there. “Hey Mark glad to see you” sir said as the guy stepped to the counter. I was in clear view, my furry well muscled back and plugged ass on display for anyone standing at the counter. I felt myself blush and feel pathetic and weak as Mark got smaller bills for the video booth. “That boy for everyone or just for you?” he asked the voice sounded oddly familiar to me and I panicked that it might be someone I knew. “Needs to be trained up a bit, should be ready on Friday for the party though….actually would you mind helping me with him a bit. He needs to learn how to suck cock better.” “Sure always glad to help” With that Boss grabbed the chain connecting my nipples and pulled up making me get to my feet. There I stood naked, plugged, caged with my nipples chained together and my stomach dropped. There stood my old wrestling coach from high school. He was 6 ft, 225 with only the slightest bit of padding, goateed and salt and pepper hair. He looked me over and smiled with an evil glint in his eye. His hand reached out and grabbed the chain and pulled me around from behind the counter. Just as we reached the door to the vid booths Boss called out “No fucking him but anything else if free game, and if ya need him to do something just give him a couple popper hits and he turns into a fuckin slut” I lowered my head at the comment and was lead to the first booth in the middle. “Well Justin….didn’t think you would turn out to be a faggot bitch but I can’t say I am unhappy about it. What you thought since I didn’t use you name when I saw you I didn’t know who you were. Hell I shot so many loads watching you in the shower and now I get to shoot one down your throat. I am shocked that you hooked up with Boss but hey, it’s your funeral. “ Mark reached down and pulled his shirt over his head revealing a chest covered in grey fur and muscles. He grabbed the back of my head with one hand and shoved my face into his pits. Instinctively I started to lick the sweat mass of fur, lapping up his scent and swallowing it down. “Oh fuck yeah lick those pits jock boy make me feel good for teasing me all those years. Fuck you are a damn pig aren’t ya. Now lick the other side, make me nice and clean….unf yeah feels so damn good. While I was licking his pits he undid his jeans and let them fall to the floor revealing a 9 inch uncut cock about 3 fingers thick and dripping precum down his furred thigh. He pulled my face out of his pit and look me in the eyes. Grabbing a bottle of poppers he unscrewed the cap and held it to my left nostril, than my right, than my left, than back again. The warmth and dizziness spread over me and my knees went weak. I sank to the floor and shoved his perfect cock in my mouth. SLAP “Did I tell you to suck my cock yet bitch” Tears sprang up in my eyes as I looked up from my kneeling position, I was dizzy form the poppers and the slap and had no idea what he wanted. He turned around and spread his cheek. “Eat my hole slut , I wanna feel that tongue deep in there. And don’t worry I took a shower….this morning.” I hesitated for 5 second and he turned around and forced another 4 hits of poppers on me. This time when he turned I dove right into his ass. It smelled amazing, musky and maly. I could taste his sweat form the day and my tongue rand from his balls to his hole and back again. A sound came out of my chest like a growl and I used my hands ot spread his ass cheeks so I could get deeper in hi hole. My tongue lapping at it like a cat with cream. Then darting in and out like a small cock. His moands let me know I was doing an good job. “Fuck yeah that feels great, damn you are good at this for being a beginner. I should have had you in my office every day eating my ass.” The small room began to heat up and we both started to sweat. Mark’s as was slick with my spit when he turned around and presented his dripping cock to my mouth and said “Now you can suck it”. I dove down on the cock like my life depending on it , taking it to the root and burying my nose in the thick bush at the base. My tongue darting out and licking the underside of his cock. The bottle was at my nose again and I took two giant deep hits and snuck a finger around to play with Mark’s hole. It must have startled him because he dropped the bottle and it spilled on the floor. The small space filled with the scent of poppers and sweat. Mark pushed me agains the far wall with his back to the door and started to face fuck me for all he was worth. The continuous scent of poppers making me hungry for cock. Lost in the haze and pleasure of my blow job Mark didn’t hear the door t the booth open, but I saw Boss’s boots enter and wonder if he had come to check on how is friend as using me. Suddenly Mark stiffened and let out a moan of pain and pleasure as Boss’s big arms wrapped around his throat and a bottle was placed against his nose. Mark tried to escape forward and just drove his cock deep in my mouth as Boss plunge raw into his ass. “Please, don’t fuck me. I can’t , I don’t want to be like you “ “Fucked if I care , I have been wanting to dirty this cunt of yours for years and my little slut boy gave me a great opening I could not resist.” Mark was sandwiched and couldn’t escape and Boss’s thrust deep into his ass. Every time Boss thrust forward precum would gush into my mouth from Mark. As his passed picked up Mark just kept pleading oer and over to for Boss to pull out begging him not to cum in him. “Fucking to late so close gonna drop this big charged load in your hole and make you the cum slut you should have always been” With that Boss have a big growl and drove balls deep in Mark’s just as Mark hit the point of no return and flooded my mouth with his cum. “Make sure not to spill a drop boy, a man’s last neg load is special and should always bee eaten” Just then the reality of what they were saying hit me…I had his poz load plugged in my ass….his poison working into my system for the last hour, trapped there, soaking into me. Infecting me…..my cock strained against its confinement and I groaned around the slowly shrinking cock in my mouth. “Good job boy….but we are not done with you yet” 4. I stayed kneeling on the dirty floor Mark;s cum and sweaty dripping of my face. Boss pressed his cock, covered in ass juice, cum, and a bit of blood to me and I licked it clean. Loving in the taste of his big manly cock. My hands grabbed his furry ass and pulled him deep into me as my tongut licked under the hood and cleaned him. “Get ready to swallow pig boy and don’t spill a drop” I only had a second to wonder and then I felt his warm piss flooding my mouth. In fear I started gulping it down. His cock was far enough to the back of my throat that I didn’t taste any of that first piss until he slowly pulled it out. I expect to be disgusted but it tasted amazinf and I moan and suckled getting every last drop. Boss reached down and pull me up, started into my eyes and lifted both his arms, locking his hands behind his head. I sprang to action licking the fuck sweat from his deep furry pits. Smelling him and moaning. Humping his leg with my caged cock, grunting and devouring him. His hand traced down my back to the plug still in my ass. With one pull he yanked it out fo me causing me to whimper. “Ready for another charged load fucker” Now that I knew…..now that I knew what the consequences of taking his cock and cum in me….i lowered my head, turned around, and presented my ass. Arching my back against the wall. “Fuck I knew you would take to this like a duck to water. “ With that his raw cock plunged back in my ass. A screamed escaped my lips and before I had a chance to say anything else poppers were under my nose. Making my ass loose and my mind spin. Making want more, more cock, more cum. Thrusting back I met each pounding. Sweat once again dripping off me. I ran my hand across my chest and gathered it with my fingers. Sucking the salty delicious nectar from my own boy. “Please Boss, please shoot the poz cum in my hole. Make me you poz son. Knocked me up, own me, make me into your bitch, your pig, you cumdump.” “Fuck yeah boy here comes my second load, make you my fucking pig , my man , forever. With this cum I own you. With the load you are mine forever” Amazingly he cock sent 6 jets of his cum shooting into my hole. I felt each one like a tongue, lapping at the inside of my ass. Caressing and filling me with his fuck poison. He collapsed against my back , our sweat mingling. Both of us shuddering. I looked down and was not surprised to see he had worked another load out of me without me even toughing my cock. Something came over me. I grabbed my poppers and took four big deep hits. Just as the rush started to come I dropped to al four and started licking the Cum and sweat form the floor. I wanted the cum in me I wanted to take it all. My tongue lapped again and again getting every drop of sweat, cum and who knows what else before I knelt up and then took the Boss’s cock back to my mouth for cleaning. Cum and dirt were smeared all over my face. My eyes were glazed over at what I had done. A smile formed on my lips and a sense of belonging settled in. I knew what I was. I was his. And I Was a popper whore, cum slut. “Good job boy. I see you learn quick and are coming along, but you still need to be punished…..” 5. “Ok boy, time for us to go back to my place and work out what I am going to do with you for not listening earlier” With that Boss lead me to his truck as I was, face covered in filth wearing only my jock and a cockcage. My face was beat red on the drive to his house. I couldn’t stop thinking about how low I had sank so quickly. Had it only been a week ago I thought I was straight and had never tried poppers? Had it only been a week since I could say for sure I was neg. These thoughts raced around in my head and tears quietly slid down my cheeks, making lines in the filthy. Boss didn’t look over the entire time until we reached his house and pulled into his garage. He looked over at me and I saw his face soften a little. Reaching across he pulled me to him and kissed me patiently, his tongue exploring my mouth. His warm body pressed against mine. He kissed the tracks of my tears and like the filthy off my face, kissing me again I could taste it on his tongue. Pulling me into a close hug he whispered in my ear. “Such a good boy, yes you are. Gonna make me real proud once I am done. Come so far so fast and done such a good job at being my cump pig, my popper whore, my poz son. Yeah that’s it just cry out your past life so I can give you a new one.” He stroked the back of my head while he said this and I found it oddly calming. I felt proud that I could see this side of Boss and that I had already made him so proud. I could feel my cock straining against the cock cage with pride and a groan escaped my lips as I nuzzled into the side of his neck. Smelling his manly scent and wanting it all over me. “Ok boy get out and get inside so we can get to fixing the last bits that need fixing. Now I’m gonna be rough on you but you know you need it and you know you deserve it. And I do not wanna hear you say no in there. I promise you will not be in true danger but we need to get you sorted and make it stick that you are just a popper whore and need to be bred by big men like your Poz Daddy.” “Yes Sir, thank you for molding me and making me a better man” With that with both got out of his car and walked to his house, once inside he shut the door and ordered me to kneel. I sank to my knees immediately and locked my hands behind my head. He ruffled my hair and I knew that I had done good. “Follow me this way” Instinctively I stay on all fours and followed Boss to door inside that lead downstairs his basement, I balked at the top of the stairs not knowing how to crawl down without possibly falling and injuring us both. Halfway down Boss turned and told me I could stand up and walk down the stairs. I got up and followed him down. The basement was one giant room. The floor was painted black and made of hard rubber mats like at the gym. There was a section off shower to one side, a table in the middle with straps, restraint built into the was as well. A long shelf was filled with items, I spot cat of nine tails, paddles made from a variety of materials, balls gags, hoods, and various butt plugs, some even had what looked like tails. And in one corner was a full barber set including chair. Boss turned around and I was there kneeling ready for my punishment. I knew I had done wrong but more guiltily I knew I Had disappointed him. “Since this is your first time I will go easy on you. First things first since you are going to be my boy we need to trim you up a bit. Boys do not have hair. And you need to start as a boy before I decide if you should be something else.” That said he lead me to the showered of area and too out some clippers. The cold steel and vibrations felt weird against my skin and I cried as I watch my pride, my furry pelt that had let me know I was a man fall around me. Boss then went over to the barber chair and came back with a straight razor, brush, and shaving soap. Lathering it up in his hands he coated each section of my body. Careful using the straight razor to get the closest possible shave. “Now I will teach you how to use this in the future. Also sometime I like a nice hot shave from my son so you will learn and be my barber. You will also learn so you can prep any other boys I might bring home for our use.” My heart jumped at that last bit….I had thought I was his only boy. My reaction must have shown on my face because he chuckled to himself. “I said our use son, some of those boys are low enough even to let a popper whore like you fuck em, plus they need to learn how low they are and where they should be. Don’t worry I won’t replace you , your mine forever now” My heart swelled in pride as Boss turned on the shower and rinsed me off. The water felt so different against my skin, felt odd and slick and it coursed down and rolled off instead of getting tangled in my body hair. When Boss pulled me out he point me to a mirror and my eyes grew wide with shock. I looked like a different person, and I realized I was a different person, I was no long Justin, I was boy, no I was a Poz Son and I had a punishment coming and need to take it to serve my Boss. I turned from the mirror, lowered my head and dropped to my knees, hands behind my head, and waited for my next instructions….. 6. Boss had me rise and bend over. I felt a hard push and a large metallic butt plug sank into my ass, causing me to moan and squirm as I got used to the feeling. Then he had me stand up and placed white pads with wires hanging off them on my nipples, balls, and my abs. I could feel wires dangling from in between my legs and ass and I started to get scared. My eyes search Bosses face for any clue as to what he was going to do with me. I was then led over to the barber chair and ordered to sit. Straps were placed around my arms, chest, and head and the chair was position so I was facing a laptop. At this point beads of sweat were dripping down my torso. “Now what we are going to do is get you used to being a better popper whore. I have a friend that makes xtube vids that are perfect for training a cum dump like you to take more and more hits. Making sure I can get you as gooned as I want. I will stand here and administer the popper hits. Let’s begin” With that Boss cued the website, strapped a gag around my head that looked like a wiffle ball, and loaded the website. [think before following links] http://www.xtube.com/watch.php?v=fBDk2-G896-#.VbN1c_kmlno I starred as the video started and as the first bass notes hit my ass clenched and a yelp tried to escape my lips as I felt the first shock. Drool was already dripping out of my mouth and down my chest, my cock was hard and dripping. As the video went through Boss held the poppers to my nose, forcing my to hit along with the video. I had never done poppers like this and the maker knew how to administer hits. I was gyrating in the chair. The electrode working my nips and ass and abs in a pattern, the poppers making me crave realize. My cock was jumping and leaking precum all over the place. The story told in the video was so close to my own it was scary. From hot safer sex, straight, jock to babbling cum whore needing bare dick and cum loads. The only difference was I wanted poz loads, from every one, every cock needed to be poz now. I wanted my ass loose, gaping and dripping with poz seed. I wanted to me the cum dump, popper whore, slut that I needed to be. The poppers and video made me realize how much I craved cock, and cum and muscled men to give it to me. I want to explore my limits and crash through them . I wanted to be a babbling cum slut. Making real me happy and helping them spread their toxic cum. These thought kept looping over and over in my head as the video progressed. By the end of it I was a hornier than I had ever been. I could barely concentrate at the screen. My ass was grinding on the electro-butt plug and my eyes were rolling in my head as each wave of shocks washed over me. The vid stopped and Boss looked at me, nodded once, place the bottle to my nose one more time telling me to inhale deep and hold it. He then pushed a button and the electrodes went crazy. I exhaled hard as waves of pain and pleasure coursed through me and my cock erupted without me touching it, shooting up my chest and into my face hitting the ball gag, my tongue working furiously from the ther side to try and get it in my mouth. Boss toog the gag out and grabbed both sides of my head and looked into my eyes. “Tell me what you are and what you want” Trying had to focus on him and watching his beautiful face and strong body I felt something lock into place in me. My voice came from my mouth harsh but more honest then I have ever sounded “I want to be your Poz Son, and I want to be with you forever. Taking all the loads you want to give me and offering my hole to anyone you see fit. I want cum every day and to be made into the proper image you see for me. I never want to leave you.” “Good boy” And with that he began jerking his cock adding his own cum to the cum on my chest and body. Bending down he began licking the his cum and my cum up off me. Suddenly I felt a sharp pain on my left pec and then his tongue. When I saw his face again it looked like some blood had gotten in his mouth. I watch as he took a sharp point knife and made a small cut in his own palm and licked it up. Then he kissed me. His spit, sweat, cum, and blood and mingled with mine. The taste of both of us was in our passionate kissing. I felt him press his palm to the cut in my chest. Mingling more of our blood, making sure his was the strain that birthed me as his Son. He then unstrapped me from the chair and helped me stand up. Looking at me with pride and lust. “I am now your Poz Father and you are my Poz Son, and we will be together forever. And this Friday we will celebrate “ ***************************************************** thinking of starting this story up again. Thoughts?

I was browsing Grindr, not having much luck. I talked to multiple men, some I had met before, others I had not. None were accepting my offer of a hole to breed. Frustrated, I put my phone down and moved to my PC, planning on finding porn and using a toy for the evening. I started with bbrt, hoping for someone to take an interest. Signing in, my inbox was as good as useless; CumUnion and a non-starter "Oink!" message. Shifting my attention to the quick connect ads, I felt my eyes light up. "NEED LOOSE HOLE - HMU." I knew I had to message him, no matter the profile attached. I looked anyway. Clicking his profile name, I saw a man I couldn't resist. A muscle bear who enjoyed fisting and poz verbal. Same age as me, versatile and claimed a big dick, though had no dick pic. I didn't care about the lack of picture, as his being into fisting was enough, no matter his size. His face and body pictures showed an attractive man with great definition and plenty of body hair. I sent a message before I checked his entire profile, hoping I'd catch his attention and he'd want me. I was slim, stubbled and handsome. Not a twink, but not too far from the label. Tall, hairy and slightly muscled. Cub or otter, I couldn't say myself, but confident. While I waited for a reply, I continued looking at the man's profile. Very little detail apart from the fact that he was HIV positive. The line about poz verbal made more sense to me, then. I checked and rechecked his pictures, hoping he'd reply to the message I'd sent him. I checked the quick connect ad he'd posted a couple more times, along with my own profile and the message I'd sent him: "Loose hole looking." Had I been too direct? Should I have said "Hi" first? His reply came back within 15 minutes with an address and a phone number. I sent him a message, letting him know I was able to travel to him and I was still eager, that I'd set off to the address given within a few minutes. The man replied quickly, letting me know I'd be able to let myself in and that I should reply once I was outside his home and await instruction. I was already hard, but his message made my dick pulse. I got ready, ran down to my car and set off. The journey took me just over 30 minutes, when I check the time. I sent a fresh message to let my hook up know I was outside and awaiting his orders. I looked out my car window at the building. I was impressed, but surprised at the lack of security measures. No gates, open doors and apparently no one to challenge me just walking through the front door. My phone buzzed and I checked it immediately, excited for the meet I was about to have. "In the front door apt#2 on left door open strip inside come to bedroom listen for porn". My dick sprung up, I was ready for this. I got out of my car, walked to the front door, which was neither locked, nor manned and looked to the left. Apartment 2 was next to the main door and ajar. I walked towards it and pushed it open. Stepping inside, I closed it behind and began to strip. I slipped off my shoes, my jumper and t-shirt, followed by my jeans, socks and boxers. Stood naked in a stranger's hallway, I listened for the sound of porn. I could hear the sound of sex. Moans of a man in pleasure and a male voice talking to him, though I couldn't make out what was being said. I passed two doors and around a corner before I could see an open doorway and light projected on the wall in view. I could make out the voice, now. "You want my poz load? Fuck yeah. Take my dirty dick." Walking into the room, I saw the muscle bear in all his glory, sat on a wide, padded chair next to his bed. He was as handsome, muscular and hairy as his pictures showed. His legs were spread wide and his hand was working his hard dick, while he watched the pozzing porn on the screen behind me. I could barely believe my eyes, looking at his dick. He didn't lie, he was hung. Maybe not in length, but definitely in girth. I'd seen as long, but never as thick. "Get it wet, boy." He spoke to me, in a deep, sultry voice. I didn't wait to follow his instruction. I moved forward into the room, eyes glued to his member, and dropped to my knees in front of him. I leant forward and put my mouth over his head. My jaw was stretched and before I knew it, I had to wrap my lips around my teeth or I'd risk scratching him. "Good boy. You know how to treat a big dick, don't you?" He asked. I murmured assent, knowing he meant about my lips to avoid my teeth on his dick. I hadn't spoke a word to him, yet. That didn't matter, I knew I had to work his dick, or I'd regret it, despite his lack of threats. I felt his hands on the back of my head, gently pushing me down his shaft. I worked hard, bobbing back against the pressure he applied, getting my spit further and further down him, towards his balls. I cupped them, pulled at them softly and switched hands over again, hoping it'd be something he enjoyed. When I was allowed up for air, I gasped with strings of saliva connecting me back to his head. I used my hands to roll back his foreskin and spread my spit down to his balls. His dick glistened in the low light of the TV behind me. I spat on his dick and moved my mouth back onto him. "Fuck yes, boy. Dirty cunt," he said to me. I replied with a happy noise and continued my work. I was told I had to get him wet and so I would. "That's enough lube, get on the bed," I was told. Eyes watering, I did as I was told. I got off my knees, turned and climbed on his bed, taking my chance to look at the screen. It was a compilation video of pozzing scenes. I recognised most of them, they'd been around for years. "On your back, boy," I heard from behind me. I flipped myself over and raised my legs above my head, pulling my knees to my chest. I looked the man in charge in the eye and smiled at him. He smiled back. "Good boy," he said as he dropped to his knees. I felt his hands on my ass cheeks, spreading them apart, as he started to eat my hole. I moaned as he squeezed my cheeks and forced his tongue into my hole. "Fuck yes, Sir!" I shouted. I couldn't help myself. I was so turned on and he worked my hole so well. He pulled away to say "you like that, boy? You want that cunt worked open?" "Yes, please," I moaned back to him as he dove back between my cheeks. He stood back up and turned to his night stand. Picking up a brown bottle, he uncapped it, sniffed it, then offered it to me, before spitting directly down onto his dick and moving his hips forward. I took the bottle and sniffed like he did. I sniffed again, knowing the stretch I was about to feel with only spit. I felt his head at my hole, pushing forward. "Oh, god," I managed, as his thick member forced its way into me. I huffed the poppers again, trying to adjust before he fucked in earnest. "Oh fuck yes, good boy." "Thank you, Sir. You're so fucking thick, start slow please." I begged him. He was kind, he started slow. I huffed poppers as he slowly got me used to his girth and spat on his dick every few thrusts. Hearing the poz porn from the TV, and watching his body over me turned me on. I loved watching and feeling him spit on his dick while he was still inside me, getting me ready for what was to come. "You feel nice and loose now. You ready for my dick, boy?" He whispered into my ear. "Yes, please, sir. My hole's all yours, I'm ready for you," I replied to him, clinging to his body. My legs were wrapped around his waist and my arms around his torso. I could feel him starting to sweat, I was too. Our hair was starting to matt. He leaned back up, breaking my arms' grip. He spat in my face, to my delight. My dick pulsed and he chuckled, "Filthy cunt. Look at your dick. You've covered us both in pre-cum." I moaned back at him, as he thrust inside me, to the hilt. "Do you pre-cum?" I asked him. "Yeah I do. You like that? You like my poz pre-cum?" "Fuck yes, Sir!" I shouted back at him. "Give me more!" He laughed at me. "I knew you were a sleazy bottom. Are you on PreP, boy?" "No, Sir." I stated, still moaning around the words. "Good boy. You gonna take my loads tonight? I'm not on meds." "Yes, Sir. I want your toxic dick! I want your loads. Give it to me!" The verbal I'd been watching for years burst out of me. I'd always enjoyed it, but never knew I'd commit to it so wholeheartedly. "Fuck yes, boy. I was hoping you'd want my gift." He started to pound me and I started to moan like a bitch in heat. His dick stretched me out, giving me the sensation I'd enjoyed on toys and fists. I moved my hands over his body, enjoying the sweat dripping off him and encouraging him to fuck me harder, while I egged him on. "Breed me, infect me. Give me your poz load. Don't pull out, keep going. I want it, Sir, give it to me," I told him. "You're gonna get it. I'm gonna mark you, boy. Make you mine. Your cunt is mine now, you're mine. I'm gonna give you my poz strain." He whispered back. He fucked me hard, flipped me over and fucked harder. "You want it, boy? You sure you want my toxic load? Fucking say it!" "I want it, Sir. Give me your toxic load! I want you to infect me. I want your dirty dick inside me, Sir. I need it." I shouted back at him. His movements were getting more frantic. He was going to cum soon and I could feel my dick bouncing against me. I had to concentrate not to cum before he did, I didn't want to disappoint him. His rhythm was getting quicker and he started moaning. I encouraged him "that's it, keep going, cum inside me, don't pull out. Please breed me. I want it, poz me, Sir. Give me that toxic load." He moaned louder than he had and stopped moving for a second, before carrying on pumping. I could feel his thick dick pulsing inside my hole and I pushed back into him. I wanted every drop. I wanted his load inside me completely. Once he'd stopped thrusting, he chuckled one last time and pulled out. I clenched my hole down once I realised what he was doing and spun round to clean his dick. "Oh fuck, boy. Ah. Ah. Stop!" Pulling me off his dick he said, "I'm too sensitive after I cum. But that was hot, ass to mouth is hot. Now get back up on the bed. On your back. I'm gonna work that load in."

One time, when I stayed at his house two of his cousins were staying there, late night after they had all been drinking he told them I gave good head. And he whored me out to one of them but inevitably the other cousin walked in while I was gagging on big dick. They explored my hole and could not stop spitting in my gaping hole, thick phlegmy and hawking luggies then fingering the wetness down my boy chute using both thumbs to really prying my ass open, taking turns spitting down my gaping hole. I really wanted them to spit in my mouth but I just kinda went submissive because they were quite rough with me. Long story short because of their thick cocks. I could still feel my ass gaping open for three days. When his cousins had enough they told my gym bro they both used me three times. Going back to the room, we were in the garage, like 2:30 a little bruised and no way to control the dripping semen that kept leaking out of me, I was thrown on my back and then for the next 30mins my bro churned and sloshed the six loads his cousins left inside me. If I hadn’t a little anal bleeding it would have been really nice. fighting the urge was no longer possible and he finally nutted again we both immediately fell a sleep but I felt so horny from all they fucking. I had thought one day we might do it again but couldn’t because they went back to Mexico to their families. Woke up the next morning with a puddle of cum in my fitness shorts. I couldn’t stop smiling all day as I leaking theee Mexican dudes cum all day. They came so deep. now I want do go on my fantasy trip to Mexico

My stories are completely fiction for the purpose of sexual fantasy only. In the real world, consent is important to us all. Mutual consent is the key to getting laid, and it keeps us out of jail. I wish I had more time to write porn. It usually requires a nothing-planned weekend and 6 hours at my computer with a rainstorm keeping me inside. I have other hot stories on this site that get me creaming my shorts in no time. The Broken Jock, The Broken Jock II: The Third Baseman, and How to Get Your Poz Cock into Lyle Cranston's Speedos. All my stories feature various returning characters to help keep character development from getting too much in the way of the action (why we're here). My first story, the Broken Jock actually began with the first few chapters in the "Bareback Stories" forum, but... I eventually got poz tops bare fucking my neg protagonist, and so the rest of my stories are here in the "Bug Chasing and Gift-Giving Section" where they fit in very well. Enjoy this new installment. The Broken Jock III: The Left Fielder This is Clyde, John’s husband. It’s springtime and I’m at the bar for a season opener party for the hot gay softball team my partner John and I are on the war path for pozzing up. Last season, John and I were useful in double poz fucking Adam the short stop, and I’m pretty sure that John and I pozzed up that beautiful ass on Tom the third baseman, especially after he returned to our doorstep, wet and cold from a rainy SantaCon, for a repeat bare fuck from us in December. A group of us poz breeders, my partner John, Leon, anon online tops Poz9In and Coach4Jox have zeroed in on this team that seems ripe for the picking—for bareback fucking… and pozzing. They have some fresh new players this season and the group of us have been waiting for today to start our plan. Coach4Jox has his eye on a 21-year-old twink, Caleb, who seems to be playing a lot at left field according to what Leon has reported to the guild. He’s blond, slim with powerful legs from running a lot, and a small bubble butt that Coach says he wants to pop. He said that he has done his research and knows for sure that the kid is neg. I didn’t ask. At the request of Coach4Jox, we are all currently buying shots for Caleb so that he can be buzzed enough to be walked home by one or two of us on the guild. So far, Caleb has accepted all offers, and Coach looks delighted at his prospects of getting his bare poz cock up in that cute butt later tonight. I, on the other hand, have my eye on the new catcher, Evan. A stocky ginger boy, 23, with green eyes, strawberries and cream skin and coppery hair parted on the side. Like Tom, his white softball pants were tight and showed off his muscular butt. Even at 68, my poz cock drips just thinking about that neg hole on Evan. I know he’s neg because I found his profile on the safe-only hook up site after searching for hours. I practically creamed my bike shorts on Sunday morning when I found it, and knew I had to pursue this one. Not all of the guild of poz breeders was present for the team’s first fundraiser of the year, but we have all secretly tasked ourselves with pozzing up the team this year, hopefully without the coach or the team catching on too quickly. Adam and Tom are keeping quiet, and Adam, now Leon’s boy, is helping us lure his teammates when we demand it. At the end of the beer bust, Adam is tasked with offering Coach for a walk home for the very drunk Caleb—creating the very dream scenario Coach had wanted for stealth pozzing Adam. Evan was bought some stiff drinks by me, and he nodded a cheers to me in thanks before drinking it down. He approached me only on the third drink to say hello and thanks. I told him that I always buy drinks for beautiful boys, and he smiled and blushed. I laughed. When he recovered, he kissed me on the lips and turned back to his teammates to participate in a loud team cheer. As the fundraiser was ending, Adam did his job of offering Coach to walk Caleb home and, surprisingly, he did the same for me and Evan. Evan chatted with me for as I watched Coach leave with young and very inebriated left fielder. Evan kissed me and said, “Thanks for the offer—Clyde was it?—but my boyfriend is coming over to take me home.” “Damn! Really?” I said putting on an evil smile. “You mean I’m not going to get to shove my cock up that amazing ass tonight?” I teased him. He blushed again and grabbed a napkin and pen from the bar. EVAN 555-9033. “Text me next weekend, okay. Maybe we can do that then. My boyfriend and I are open but we have some rules for being safe.” I nodded and smiled, hiding my disappointment, but not my hardon which was blatantly stretching down my left calf under my khakis. “Sounds good.” “He’s here.” He got his cap and a bag of softball gear and turned back to me. “Till then.” “Bye, Evan.” I watched as his white cloth-clad but moved to the door. Next week I will get up that. ———- My hardon was now calling for a replacement ass and I remembered that Coach and Caleb were on their way to the boy’s place. I texted Coach to let me tag along. ME: I’ll fuck him after you if you want. I’d like to pound your toxic seed in good with my big cock.” I knew that would get Coach on board. COACH4JOX: Fuck yeah! We’re only a block away on Dougherty Street. Come catch up and then follow behind us. I quickly walked out of the club and made my way to Dougherty. When I turned the corner, Coach was helping Caleb up off the sidewalk. He was wasted. Coach turned and saw me, and motioned with his head to follow them. It took us about 10 minutes to get to the kid’s apartment. After opening the building’s front gate, the twink bounded up the stairs. Coach held the gate open for me and we both got in the small entry way and walked up to find Caleb’s apartment door wide open. The boy was already passed out on the bed, face down when we closed the apartment door. Coach and I celebrated with a sigh. I got out the fresh bottle of poppers from my front pocket that had been meant for Evan, as Coach started unbuckling Caleb’s softball pants and pulling them down. “I like to just take off their pants… and shoes, of course,” Coach said. I went down to the youth’s feet and pulled off his cleats. When Coach got Caleb’s pants off we stood up at the end of the bed admiring the boy’s smooth, white, jock-strapped butt. A minute later I snapped out of my trance and stripped out of my clothes. Coach eventually saw me totally nude, get onto the bed to handle Caleb’s ass. I was leaking precum already as I opened up the kid’s cheeks to show Coach his prize. He was happy to see a smooth pink pucker—as was I. The Coach looked away to undress, and, as the dirty old man I am, I took that opportunity to touch Caleb’s hole with my finger. Caleb moaned. Damn fine, I though to myself. I quickly used my finger and took a large gob of precum mid-drip from my hard poz cock and fingered it shallowly into the pink hole before Coach would notice. This was not my conquest, but I wanted my poz sperm in there first. Caleb moaned ask I slicked his hole up. I then took my other hand and moved the crotch of his white jock down so that I could get in more. With two fingers, I pushed in two fingers and let a large drop of precum fall from my cock right into the kid’s opened hole before Coach could catch what I was doing to his boy. When he did turn around, he got between the boys legs and pushed them wide apart. I went to the head of the bed to offer the boy my cock to suck on. Groggily, Caleb opened his mouth and suckled on the head of my large cock. Feeling the kid’s tongue work my piss slit, I rolled my eyes back at Coach and pushed out more precum for the boy to take in, now from this end. He liked it and sucked more of my cock into his mouth. “Damn nice, boy!” I said. Coach’s cock was hard and ready to plunge into the boy’s butt, but I figured some popper’s would help get the boy loosened up more. “Put some lube on your cock while I popper him up for you.” I opened up the brown bottle and put it under Caleb’s nostril. “Breathe in, Caleb.” My cock was still halfway lodged in his mouth when he inhaled his first hit. I pulled my cock out to help the kid get a bigger hit. “Good boy!” I gave him 3 hits in each nostril and the kid was flying and I nodded to Coach, “He fucking ready for it.” Coach pushed his bare cock up to Caleb’s hole and breached it almost immediately (with my precum work ahead of time). Caleb cried out and I shushed him, and gave him my cock to suck on again. The boy sucked my cock perfectly. I started to fuck Caleb’s throat he was getting me so worked up. Meanwhile, Coach was barebacking the left fielder’s hole very hard and he was getting close fast. Stealthers like coach probably have to be fast, I thought to myself. “I’m going to charge up this hole, boy,” Coach said to the boy. Caleb made a guttural noise around my pistoning rod in his throat. “Fucking sweet ass on you.” “Are you cumming?” I asked, my cock throbbing in Caleb’s mouth with the mention of it. “Tell me when you shoot. Don’t pull out, just tell me when you are loading the boy up.” Caleb tried to say something then, but I rammed my cock into his throat to quiet him. “Let us men have you, Caleb. Surrender that sweet hole.” I started face fucking the boy again and Coach kept rabbit fucking his hole. “AWWW. I’m cumming!” Coach announced to me. “Fuuuuck! Fucking loading up this neg hole right now! AH! AH! AAAH!” Coach pushed his cock up Caleb’s butt as hard as he could while ejaculating into it. “That’s right. Charge up that hole, Coach,” I encouraged. Coach took a minute to recover and then pulled out. It was my turn. I wanted Caleb’s hole now, and pulled out the kid’s mouth to get at the foot of the bed. Coach took up the poppers and made the kid take more hits on it, while I pushed in my large old man’s pop cock into the hot jock’s tiny neg bubble butt. My cock felt wet and warm in the boy’s open and freshly seeded hole. I wanted Coach’s poz sperm to be battered in to the boy’s rectum, so I fucked him hard. Coach was happy to see me work at that. Caleb was squirming as I changed angles on him as I fucked him. After 10 minutes of boyhole abuse, I was ready to give the kid my poz seed. So, I just long-dicked Caleb as he sucked Coach’s cock. I started to feel my cum working up to my shaft and I told Coach that I was close. “Fucking add your toxic load to mine. Let’s own this boy.” As I rutted Caleb’s hole to climax, I saw that he had passed out. Coach just watched as I took the kid’s hole fully with my hard cock. “I’d like to see Poz9In take Caleb’s hole sometime,” Coach offered. “I bet that’d be hot to watch.” “Fuck yeah. But we’re gonna poz him first,” I replied. As Coach luridly spoke some more, I imagined Caleb playing left field, catching fly balls, and bending over to catch a grounder… that did it. As I imagined the uniformed Caleb bending over in left field, I exploded and flooded his tight neg hole with my own poz splooge. These power shots of poz sperm that were saved up for seven days in anticipation of pozzing Evan’s butt. Instead, they went into his teammate’s unprotected butt instead. As I shot into Caleb’s hole, I thought about how I wanted the cute outfielder knocked up with my strain, not Coach’s. I am selfish like that. I won’t get them all, no. But I want as many players on the team as I can get to be knocked up by me this season. “I’m fucking loading his hole up now, Coach,” I informed. “Fuck yeah that’s so hot!” We dressed in the apartment as Caleb snoozed away with his legs still spread apart, we both admired his hole. It looked red and open. It would’ve been hot to see our semen leaking out from the left fielder’s butt hole, but Coach and I both knew that we wanted our loads deep inside the boy. And so that’s where they stayed. We let ourselves out into the cool evening air. Now I was thinking about Evan. Before heading home, I’ll go to the sex shop to buy a new bottle of poppers. And over the week, save up another large load just for him.

Mid july. Heatwave. It was 100 degrees outside, in the kitchen where i worked it was easily 120 near the ovens where i spent my days. I had to change clothes twice i was so soaked with sweat. The last time i went commando under my pants and after my shift i walked home soaked in sweat. It was so hot i had to stop and get cool, i was dizzy. I ducked into a theater doorway. I gave the attendant a $5 and he looked me over and said,”cooler in the lower theatre”. I thanked him and headed down the dark staircase. i saw some doors to my left and a theatre to my right and a big guy came over to me and asked if i was ok. Sweat trickled down my back into my crack as he led my into a doorway and helped me undress “to cool off”. He whispered in my ear as he licked the sweat frim my neck, “you’re so sexy baby”. His tongue roamed my back, my pits, my mouth, my ass, oh god he bent me over and devoured my hole. He pulled my dick back towards him and i pumped myself dry into his mouth. He stood and entered me and i moaned loudly. Yesssssss he said. I noticed eyes watching through a hole I hadn’t seen at first and then after making eye contact a big black dick came through the wall. I moved to suck it and the top behind me shifted too and began pulling out and ramming my hole. The dick i was sucking was dripping precum and smelled sweaty and wonderful. The booth i was in began to overwhelm my senses. We were all sweating and that aroma coupled with the tacky cum on the floor between my toes made me hard again as I hungrily sucked the big covk in front of me. I moaned like crazy as the top put my hips in a death grip and began growling and he ground his cock deep. His balls on mine and my dick swung wildly. The black cock then buried itself to his balls in my throat and yelled “I’m coming..ah god yeah”. I swallowed all i could, so much cum. The top then tensed up and stop moving..i could feel his balls jumping and the tip of his dick moving inside me. The black cock disappeared and the top pulled out and told me to clean him off. After he left i sat there in the dark, a little cooler, as my ass oozed cum. I jerked a couple dicks off into my mouth and on my face and then caught a cab home because i was sated but my legs were gone. Went to bed without showering, bed smelled great when i got up for work..

YOUNG RIPPED BOY MEETS HIS IDOL I’m Damian, I’m 18 years old and very ripped with a nice big dick. My tanned skin tone defines my muscles perfectly. I thank my Moroccan dad for that My ripped body is the result of doing calisthenics since my 13th. I started with training after seeing videos on IG from a group of friends doing and explaining calisthenics. I haven’t really figured out if I like boys or girls, but I had a crush one of the boys from the group; His name was Zane, he was 16 y/o back then and had a ripped body. Last Friday I was training in the park. It was very sunny day so I was only wearing shorts and shoes. I just started a dead hang when I heard someone say “WOW! Looking good”. When I looked over I saw my idol Zane standing there. I ended my exercise and answered “Thanks bro! Your vids gave me the motivation”. This was the start of a conversation about calisthenics and healthy diets. After 20 minutes he asked me if I wanted to meet the group and maybe do a few trainings videos together. I answered with ‘YES!’ We talked some more while walking to Zane’s house. We entered a building and took the lift to the upper floor. When the doors open I was totally amazed by his penthouse. It was huge, had a huge balcony with a swimming pool. Zane pulled of his shirt revealing his ripped body covered in a few large tattoo’s. He must have caught me staring, but he ignored it. He then went to the fridge and took out two bottles of gatorade and handed me one. What I didn’t knew was that they are laced with G and crushed up viagra. I walked around the room and saw a tray with several syringes on it, so I asked him what it was. Zane stuttered a bit and told me they are special vitamin shots he developed himself to get more ripped. “Can I try one?” I asked him. Zane shook his head and then answered “It very strong stuff!”. “PLEASE! I do anything to try it!” I pleaded. Zane softly replied “Yeah! This stuff will”. After several pleas he gave in and told me to sit in the chair. He took a small rubber hose and tied it around my bicep. He found a good vein and swabbed the area. I felt a prick and then saw him shooting the contents in my vein. He than raised my arm and removed he rubber band. A warm rush came over me and I started the cough loudly. When it hit my brain my inhibitions washed away. I looked over to Zane’s hot body and blurted “You are so fucking hot, Bro!”. I couldn’t understand why I said that out loud, but he grinned and replied “So are you!”. Zane told me that he had to get something and walked away. While he was away I became very horny and couldn’t stop touching my body. My hands when down inside my shorts and I started to stroke my rock-hard cock. When Zane came back I had removed my shorts completely and stroked my cock with two hands. “Are you enjoying yourself” Zane asked, but I could only moan in reply. “Shall I show you something that makes this feeling better?” he asked. I was so horny that I nodded. Zane kneeled before me and told me to pull up my legs. He wetted his fingers and then slowly pushed one finger slowly inside. It felt amazing and after several minutes he added another finger. I was in ecstasy when he started to move his fingers around. After a while he pulled them out, took 2 big shard from a baggie and put them on his fingertips before sliding them back in. I began to moan because it burn. “Just relax it will subside” Zane said while adding a third finger. After several minutes the burning stopped and my ass began to open up. Zane worked a fourth finger inside me and then continued opening my ass before pulling out. I pleaded him to put them back, but he told me that he had something that will feel a 100 times better. He then removed his shorts, lubed his dick up with some spit and placed a big shard into his piss slit. He aligned himself better and placed the head of his cock in my gaping hole. With one thrust he rammed his cock deep in me but got blocked by my inner-ring. I let out a yell and a grunt because of his invasion. He then began to push forward against the ring. I started to moan louder as he increased the pressure. Slowly my inner-ring started to open up. When Zane felt this he let out a stream of piss and deposited the big shard behind the ring before pulling out. He then pushed another shard in my ass before pushing his cock back in. While my ass was burning he started to pump his cock in and out. After a few minutes the burning stopped and I started to moan louder and louder. With every stroke his cock stretched the inner-ring before it gave way and letting his huge cock sink ball deep. The feeling of his cock engulfed by my warm insides put Zane over the edge. He began to grunt loudly, his balls tightend and his dick started to swell up, just before shooting a huge load deep in my ass. I could feel my insides filling up with his warm cum. When Zane was done he began to piston fuck my ass so hard that his creamy cum began to flowed out of my ass with every stroke. He kept fucking me for more than 40 minutes straight and loaded me up another 4 times. When he pulled out we heard the front door open and 6 hot athletic boys between the ages of 19 en 22 came in. “I would like you to meet my crew” Zane said. The boys didn’t hessite and stripped naked. I felt like a kid in a candy shop seeing at all these ripped body’s. While looking at them something caught my eye; every boy had a tattoo on the base of their cock. And when Zane stood up I saw it also on his cock. It looked like a biohazard sign. But before I could think about the meaning, I was grabbed by two of the boys who took me to a playroom with a huge bed, 2 slings and lots of toys. I was put in one of the slings and while they secured me I saw the others coming in. “Time for another vitamin shot” said Zane, and before I knew it I felt him removing the band which resulted in a strong rush and coughing harder than the first time. I saw how the other boys also administer their slams. After coughing 2 of them grabbed a videocamera and started recording. A hot 21 y/o boy walked towards me and rammed his hard cock deep in me. I screamed but he kept on brutally pounding my ass. After a while the pain started to change in pleasure again and I started to moan. After he shot his huge load deep in me he was replaced by another boy. The last one was the youngest (19 y/o) but with an enormous cock (13 inch / 33 cm). His fucking was so intense that I came twice and without hands. After he pulled out my open ass started to ooze cum so they closed my hole up with a big butt plug. They helped me out of the sling and moved me to the bed, where i lay surrounded by 7 hot boys. I was still hard and my cock was pointing straight up. One of them saw this and got up and slid in one go over my cock before riding it hard. When I said that I was about to cum he kept on riding me and squeezing my cum out of my cock. I came 2 times in his ass before he got off. Part 2 is coming soon

Hospital worker here. Started a new contract job (I get a call from a head hunter, and head out) I had to head up a highway that has several rest stops, with known truckers where i've gotten lucky before. I left a little early, and made a stop. The particular one i stopped at had string of porta potties, i left the door open, bent over and waited. Someone came in not long after, grabbed me by the hips and slid in. Heard a huge grunt and felt the warm goo dripping out 🙂 I pulled up and went on my way to work. Not sure what he looked like but i was happy with my gift. I'm happy with my new route I pass a nice rest area to and from my shift so i'm hoping to take a lot more questionable loads WOOF

THE MEETING James took a deep breath, and walked into the bar. A big guy stopped him just inside the door and asked for his ID. After inspecting it under a flashlight, he stared at him, then motioned him on. Nervously James found an unoccupied corner. He hoped no one saw him come in. If anyone from the swim team saw him, he'd be blackballed and harassed forever. Unconsciously, he tugged the bill of his cap further down over his face. It took a couple of minutes to adjust to the dark. He’d planned on just observing. To remain anonymous, he’d chosen the most inconspicuous clothing he could think of—baggy shorts, a white Tee, and sneakers. It’d taken months to come to grips with himself, but he'd finally decided to live life as nature intended. Still, his first trip to a gay bar was nerve-racking. There were a few guys his age, but most of the patrons were older. James, 19, was a sophomore at the University. He was completely ecstatic to be at school, away from his provincial hometown. He'd decided to take some summer courses so he wouldn’t have to go home. He'd lucked out having the room to himself for the summer, and decided that he was finally going to lose his virginity. Taking deep breath, he approached the bar and ordered a screwdriver. The bartender looked him over, but didn't say anything. He fixed the drink and handed him his change. James hurried back to his corner. He took a big gulp to calm his nerves and almost choked. The bartender wasn't cheap on the vodka. It burned all the way down his throat. Guys in groups of two and three drifted in. They sat at the bar, or near the TV, and chatted. But the majority of guys, like himself, were alone and cruising. In the first 30 minutes, James ignored several older gentlemen who made their way to his table; they were ugly and out of shape. 2 hours, 3 screwdrivers and 4 unwanted suitors later, he figured the night was a bust. It was close to midnight, and he was tipsy from all the vodka. As he got up to leave, he bumped into someone. "Sorry. Didn't see you," he mumbled, staggering against the wall. A hand grabbed his shoulder. "Steady, guy." James looked at the man, and smiled, "Guess I had a bit too much." “Guess you did." The man who held James was taller, about 6 foot to James' 5'6". His blue eyes sparkled. He continued to hold James’ shoulder, and the heat from his hand burned James like a branding iron. Feverishness crept up his neck, into his cheeks, as well as down his back to his legs. His face turned crimson. "Guess I had a lot too much." "Why don't you come over and sit with me a while. You're in no shape to go anywhere yet." The man took James' hand, and wove among the tables toward the back of the bar. He sat James down in a chair. “Be right back.” A few minutes later, he reappeared with a glass of water. "Drink that. The water'll flush some of the alcohol out of your system." James gulped the water down as the guy watched. "Thanks," he mumbled. "First time in a gay bar?" "How’d ya know?" "First of all, you're cap's pulled all the way down over your pretty face. Second, you drank way too much for own good. And third…." "And third, what?" James asked, when he made no attempt to finish. "And third, I watched you fidget so much in that corner, I got to fidgeting myself.” James erupted in laughter. The guy joined in. "I'm Seth." "James." James studied Seth for a moment. He had clear blue eyes and red hair, which was buzzed short on the sides and back. He was handsome (No, hot!) and muscular. His biceps stretched the white Tee sleeves and his chest spread the thin fabric taut. James noticed his big tits seemed to poke through the tight white cotton, and his dick gave a twitch. Seth smiled as James checked him out. James was definitely quite a number, and his body looked ripe for the taking. And if Seth pegged James right (as he had about his first trip to the bar) he was still a virgin. Seth's cock stirred at the thought of popping that delightful little cherry. "Let me get you some more water," Seth said, and went the bar. When he came back, James finished a second glass. "How ya feelin’?" "Better," James slurred. Seth attempted some minor chit chat, but James felt too muddled to follow. After half an hour, James thought he’d best be leaving. He got up to go, and nearly fell over. Seth caught him just in time. "I don't think you're gonna make it by yourself. Why don't I take you home." James liked that idea. He also loved the way Seth's hands felt on his back and chest. "Where do you live? Should I call someone?" James shook his head. "I’ve got a single over in the Elm Street dorm." Seth half supported and half carried James to his dorm. When they reached the main lobby, Seth untangled himself from James. During the walk, Seth had his hands all over the boy on the pretext of keeping him steady. And James, back on his own turf in the presence of this beautiful man, was getting hornier by the minute. He had no intention of letting this catch get away. "Here you are," Seth said, as they approached his door. "So, ummm, you wanna come in for a while?" James asked hopefully. "Love to." FOREPLAY No sooner had they closed the door, than Seth pulled the boy tight against him. He kissed James hard on the mouth, filling his mouth with spit, forcing him to swallow. James groaned and clung to Seth passionately. Seth’s hips thrust against the boy’s crotch. His left hand kneaded the youth’s ass through his shorts, while his right hand undid his belt. James’ shorts fell to the floor. He kicked off his sneakers. His Size Small briefs came off next; and James' hard cock rubbed against Seth's bulging jeans, dripping precum everywhere. James pulled off Seth's T-shirt, marveling at his lean, hard body. His hands roamed onto his huge chest and nipples . He couldn't help himself; he pushed his face onto Seth's tit and began sucking. "Oh yeah! Fuckin’ hot little slut! Chew them nips." And James licked, sucked and bit them. James untied Seth's sneakers and took them off. The manly smell of Seth's feet hit him hard, like a jolt of electricity. James’ dick twitched. He took off Seth's socks, lifted the damp smelly pair to his face, inhaled deeply, and rubbed them across his lips. He unbuttoned Seth’s jeans. The bulge at his crotch spurred him on to quickly tug down the zipper. Seth's jeans opened before him, revealing smooth skin and a weird tattoo at the base of his cock. "Hot tattoo! What is it?" "It means ‘biohazard,’” Seth hissed. "Like it?" James yielded to the temptation to kiss it. Seth smiled diabolically. His jeans fell down the rest of the way and Seth's cock sprang up, slapping James in the face. Seth laughed aloud at the stunned look on the boy’s face. He stepped out of his jeans and spread his legs. James looked at the cock. Again it bounced towards him, dangerous, inviting, tasty. Seth pushed his crotch forward, and James knew what was expected. He opened up wide, and devoured the humungeous pole. He only got half of it in his mouth when the big dickhead hit the back of the throat. He started to back off when Seth's hand whipped around and rammed him onto it. James gagged, and his throat opened up. Seth thrust hard, forcing his dick all the way into James. His air supply cut off, James panicked. Seth held him tight, watching him thrash and turn blue. "Breathe through your nose, motherfucker!” Seth commanded. James snorted loudly, sucking air and mucus into his nostrils. As his lungs filled, his panic lessened. Confident he could breathe again, James devoured Seth’s cock aggressively. Seth closed his eyes and enjoyed the sensation of the young boy working his shaft. He thrust his dick all the way down the boy's throat, and removed it slowly. Again and again he fucked his face rough and hard, abrading his dick on the boy's white teeth. That didn't matter. The only thing that counted was the thrill he felt as he forced his cock all the way down the kid’s throat, the kick he got when the boy gagged, and grunts he heard when the youth’s forehead struck his pelvis. "Yeah, that's it, cocksucker. Suck that cherry buster real good. Get it all lubed up cause you’re gonna take it up the ass real soon. Get it ready for your mancunt, boy!" After 20 minutes, Seth pulled off. Purple, proud, and raw, his cock jutted out from his pelvis like an angry club. James took a couple of breaths, gazing upon the treasured phallus. It was covered with spit and slime. Seth waved it lewdly at James. "You want it, don’t you? You want this dick in you?". James nodded tentatively. He was committed to foregoing his virginity, but he wasn’t sure he wanted the roughshod treatment Seth had to offer. "Where do you want this big dick, boy?" James licked his lips. His throat was sore. It was now or never. "In my ass, sir. I want that cock up my ass." "Then you shall have it, boy. You want this cock to split your ass open? You want me to rip your ass apart?" James was sure Seth was speaking figuratively, but he couldn’t shake his apprehension as he nodded affirmatively. Seth grabbed him by the tits and yanked him to his feet. James swayed as blood gushed to his head and spots danced before his eyes. Seth guided him to the bed and pushed him down on his back. James watched Seth maneuver between his legs, spreading them with his thighs. Despite being drunk, he put his hand on Seth's chest and stopped his approach. "Wait.” James reached over to the night stand and rummaged around. He came back a condom and offered it to Seth. "I don't fuck with no condoms," he told James. "No condom, no fuck," James said firmly. Seth stared contemptuously at the prophylactic and irascibly tore the wrapper off. James watched spellbound as Seth unraveled the rubber over his huge dick. It looked even more ominous encased in latex. Without a word, Seth parted James' legs again and squatted down so his cockhead abutted the boy's hole. "All right.” “Go slow.” “I’ve never….” FINALE WITH A SAVAGE THRUST, SETH LUNGED INTO HIM. James' face contorted grotesquely as his eyes screwed shut and a garbled scream boiled from his throat. Lightning flashed before his eyes as the huge battering ram of a cock invaded his body. He felt the condom shredding and ripping into his asshole, his innards aflame. Seth pummeled him again and again as the boy shrieked in agony. After 10 minutes of ramming—sweat, assjuice, precum and blood combined to slime both cock and hole. James stopped begging. He began to moan as Seth's cock passed over his prostate. 10 minutes later, James was erect. The reprieve didn’t last long. Seth pulled out and flipped the hapless youth onto his stomach. Seth tugged at James’ T-shirt. James raised his arms and torso to help get the Tee off, but Seth stopped midway, twisting the material above his head, pinning his arms beneath his head. With one hand on the knot, Seth pulled the condom off. "I told you I don't do condoms." Tossing the bloody rubber before James’ eyes, he rammed his cock back into the boy’s ass. Viciously, furiously, he plowed his cock in and out of his hole. James thrashed and flailed, but the heavier Seth hammered away. Over and over, the large cock assailed James' butt. James stopped screaming. His fear, anger, and agony were supplanted by the sensuality of the cock pillaging him. Harder and harder Seth hammered his ass—until James began moaning beneath the Tee. Seth let go of the shirt and grabbed the boy's hips and fucked him full blast. "Take this, you little fucker. Take my big dick up your ass. Feels good in there—RAW—don’t it? You want it now, don’t you? Your ass is so tight. Gonna fix that. Gonna make a man out of you. I’ll fix you so you won’t ever need a condom again. Gonna shoot my fuckin’ poz jizz up your ass, get it flowin’ in your veins—know what that means?” James clenched his asshole as he understood the bombast. Still his rebellious anus betrayed him as it pulsed and danced in tune with the cock raping him. He moaned with every thrust. After 10 minutes, a sweet hot orgasm coursed through Seth’s body. He let out a howl, as his big dick infused volleys of infected cum into the boy’s body. He collapsed on top of James, who lay still. After catching his breath, he withdrew from the boy. Seth reached down and yanked the T-shirt off over James’ head. With an anguished moan James flipped over to watch his assailant. James’ eyes trailed to the venomous cock that had raped him. It was still semi-erect and slimy with blood and shit and cum. Casually, Seth cleaned his dick on James’ white Tee, and tossed it on the bed. As he dressed, he stared at the boy. Beneath his ass, the sheets were soaked with blood and cum. He went over to James and pulled him upright. He bent his head back and planted a hard sloppy kiss on his lips while he dug his fingers into his ass. He held up his scummy fingers up to the boy. Obediently James sucked them into his mouth. They came out clean.

I think site's admin has made an appropriate choice building the "lgbt politics" section as we must be aware (and even organize something if necessary) as our community is under massive attack by extremists all over the world and, yes, of all religions and political orientation. It's important to maintain an appropriate tone, though - at least among us, as otherwise if we begin accusing each other of whatever, talking about constructive politics and peace in the world, is a contraddiction. I won't delete my account, just skip users who adopt a tone I don't share. Nothing more, nothing less. As for Trump, I'm really really scared of what he has intention to do, and hope you American people let yourself be guided by rationality and not by hunger, whatever choice you make.

I've been chatting a little with a young guy for the last few months. It didn't look like we could make a hookup work. He couldn't host and neither can I. At my noon break today there was a message that he could host but needed to be finished by 2. I was free, got his address, and was on my way. He had me park down the street and warned me about the barking dog. When I got to the door it was clear he's about 19 and this is his parents house. He hustles me up to his bedroom and we start kissing. Deep passionate kissing. This twink has natural talent. He keeps apologizing for being nervous. I reassure him it's only natural. As we make out my hands slide up inside his sweat shirt and down to cup his hairy ass cheeks inside his sweat pants. He asks if it's ok to take off his shirt and apologizes. I assure him there's nothing to apologize for and we are soon both shirtless, hugging and making out. My hand moves around under the front of his sweats and finds a slim hardening 5 or 6 inch cock. You guessed it, he apologized 'it isn't hard yet.' More reassurance from me. I wonder out loud what he's hoping for. "Maybe I could try to have you fuck me?" Tentative and apologetic voice. I confess, "I 'm not a very good top really. " "Oh. Never? Then I could try to fuck you. " "I'd like that. " "But I'm not hard." "Can I suck you hard?" I offer . "If you like. " "Oh I like!" I assure him and drop my pants as I crouch and take him in my mouth. After a bit I ask, "Do you like that, do you like your dick in my mouth?" "Oh yeah!" His smiling face is in agreement with his words. Then we switch places and he's very tentative about taking my thick eight inches into his mouth. I assure him he doesn't have to do anything he doesn't want to do. He agrees, not this time. I assure him I'm ok with that and go back to work on his twink cock with my expert mouth and throat. He's hyper hard and I'd prefer his nervous young load in my ass. "Do you want to fuck me now?" "Is that what you want?" "Oh yeah!" "Then I will try. " As I lie on my back on his bed he goes to his desk and tells me he has a condom. I tell him he doesn't need that for me. He says he wants it anyway. I ask if he has lube. He points to the bottle of Vaseline and says, sorry this is all I have. I reasure him that's fine with me. I don't tell him why. I know I'm a deceptive old pervert taking advantage of a naive young man. 😜 He crawls in between my legs. Works to get the condom on as I grease my hole with Vaseline. He tries to enter me but has lost his erection. Apologizing he pulls it off and lays it aside. I pull his lovely naked body in on top of me and we are passionately making out once again. My hand is jerking his young cock and it is hard once again. I suggest he might want to try again and aim his raw cock at my greased hole. On his first try he penetrates me with half his raw erection. My ass contracts with pain. And he apologizes. I assure him it's OK, breath deep and ease the rest of him into the hilt. It now feels great for me and I check with him. "It feels great!" he assures me. So the fucking begins. I ask if he's less anxious if we talk. He responds, "Yes please, keep us talking. " I learn he's only fucked a couple other guys. Always with condoms. He's never been fucked. This is the first time he's been in an ass bareback. He loves the feeling of his raw cock in my hole. I have to work to get him to look at my face. He relaxes and smiles when I succeed. 'Can he tell I'm enjoying myself?' He smiles and tells me he can. And yes he's enjoying himself, but he anxiously looks down to check his cock and he starts to retch. 'Damn' I think to myself, 'I must not be squeaky clean.' I hadn't had time to do a careful clean out. He apologizes and asks if he can go clean up. While he's gone I pull out my wet whipes. Everything is clean. I stick a finger in deep. Still clean and passing the sniff test. I lie back on the bed and without getting my hopes up, apply more Vaseline to my hole. He's very apologetic when he comes back and anxiously tells me he's not sure he can continue, maybe another time. I assure him that's okay, I understand and I ask him if he wants to cuddle for a bit. He quickly moves his naked body into mine and I offer soothing sounds and gentle kisses to his forehead. Soon his mouth moves to mine and once again we are passionately making out. My hand finds his cock and he is rock hard. I ask if he wants to 69. He looks confused. I ask if he knows what 69 is and has he ever done it. He knows but never has. Does he want me to suck his cock? Yes. So I have him move it up to my mouth. He's soon straddling my chest and I'm working his super hard dick with my mouth and throat. I stop long enough to ask if he likes this. "Oh, yeah!" I help him adjust so he can fuck my face. 'I'm sorry, you're going to make me cum." "Don't be sorry, give it to me", and I took him deep again. His first shot hit my tounge leaving a bit of a bitter taste. The rest shoot deep down my throat. Not exactly what I had hoped for, but good enough. "Sorry " a deeply concerned look on his face. 'There is nothing to be sorry about. That was fantastic ." I reassured and meant it. Once again his naked body was on top of mine and we were passionately kissing. Once again he was super hard. I gently asked if he wanted to try getting into my ass again. "I can try, but I want the condom if that's okay?" "Whatever you need. " We retrieved the condom he had set aside and he hastily pulled it back on. There was a huge air bubble trapped in it. I liked the look of that. I helped him line it up with my hole and he was inside me lickity split. He was clearly enjoying this fuck until he felt something and feared he had slipped out. He checked, saw he was still inside and reassured himself he could see the condom. Back to a great fuck during which he apologetically asked me to keep the noise down for fear of the neighbors hearing. It was my turn to apologize and assure him I was loving this and too enthusiastic with my voiced pleasure . He agreed and soon confessed I was about to make him cum again. "Great!" I joyfully assured him. He pushed in deep and there were subtle signs he was ejaculating into the condom deep in my ass. We deep kissed some more and I thanked him. When he pulled out I saw what I was hoping for. The condom had broken and was only around the base of his young cock. I moved a finger to my ass and sure enough he had bred me his young naive load. I had him check his cock. He was horrified. I assured him I couldn't be more satisfied. I'd wanted his cum in my mouth. He looked concerned. And in my ... He finished my sentence "Ass" and a big smile broke out on his face. He then hurriedly ran off to the bathroom. I was almost dressed when he got back and quickly slipped into his sweats. He kept the dog quiet and called thanks as I scurried out the door and down the street to my car, taking care every step to keep as much of his prize virgin load in my ass as I could. And yes, it is still in me every bit as much as the one in my stomach. I stopped on my drive home to send him a thank you note, "Amazing, amazing, amazing!" He sent a note back, assuring me he had enjoyed himself. Literally fucking fantastic! Stealthed his first load deposit into my cum dump ass. Now I wonder if I'll get another chance with him, and if he'll ever want to use a condom with me again? Further, might I be the first to claim his twink virgin ass ? Might I be the first to breed his beautiful young hairy ass? Mmmmm, mmmmm. I couldn't be happier.

@RawNYTop I started at Fordham University when I was 17, so that was when I first hit The Adonis and West World and the other Times Square ABS stores, as well as the ones on Christopher Street in the West Village. LOVED all those places - there was also the David in the W50s, the Unicorn ABS with booths on W80th and so many others... much slutty fun! "Torso" actually WAS a gay skin mag - a bit less vanilla than Playguy or Blueboy, but no way near as fun as Honcho or Drummer... my hubby was a big fan of Torso and Advocate Men - both kind of annoyed me, because there they were, supposedly porn for gay guys but they only showed soft cocks and only the gluteus maximus, never the hole or even a hint of it... didn't they think there were any Tops out there?

I had been on a Tina bender for weeks, and it happened! I was caught with 4 pounds of Tina in my car. Which in my state is 25 yrs mandatory. I plead guilty and was sentenced 15 yrs in maximum security prison. I show up in prison my first day scared shitless. I'm a 5'5, 120lb white boy in jail! I can see the inmates eye fucking me, the new piece of white meat. My first night I realized I had 2 choices. Either get tough and fight, or become somebody's bitch. I decided to be a bitch lol I had learned that thus huge black guy named "t-bone" led the largest gang in prison. I approached t-bone and said " excuse me sir. But I have a proposition for u." My idea was to sell myself to t-bone so he could offer me protection. T-bone liked the idea but layed down the ground rules. 1.you are property of t-bone. You do whatever he says! If not you get beaten. 2. You are also property of the crips in and out of jail. 3. If you try to leave the gang, you're killed. They were rough rules but better than being beaten! The next morning it was time for my gang initiation. 30 crips were showering at once, and just lil white me. Next thing I know I was slammed against the wall and held there. My initiation was to have all the crips In our block breed my ass. I've never been a stranger to having my ass fucked so it was actually really hot! Instead of screaming and passing out like the others in the past had done, my cock was hard and u was moaning in pure pleasure! T-bone noticed this and laughed. "Look at this white bitch! He loves it!!" After taking 30 loads I walked back to my cell and went to bed. Rumors of how much I enjoyed the rape spread quick!! My new nickname was cum dump. Since I belonged to the crips, t-bone would send me to other cell blocks to please all the crip cock. By the end of my first week I had taken 200 loads!! And I loved it! I believe that black men are stronger and more dominant than white men. Especially white guys like me. I am naturally submissive and take orders from strong black men. That's why black cocks are bigger than white, they're just more of a man! Me though? Those gangbangers turned me into more of a woman than most women could ever be. My hair had grown out, I started wearing make up, and I was completely smooth. After 5 yrs in t-bone was tired of my lil white cock and balls. And so had I since I was now a total bottom only bitch. T-bone bribed the dr. To give me a sex change. It had to be done in 2 parts. They took my balls first. Without my balls I could tell I had no testosterone and slowly my voice got higher and I got even girlier. Next was my cock. I loved that I had nothing in my pants anymore. The dr couldn't make a vagina so I was just smooth below the belt. 5 weeks later I had my stitches taken out, which meant time to fuck!! The crips gangbanged me right in the middle of the hallway! At least 15 guys fucked me. These crips don't fuck soft, the abuse!! Especially white boys! They liked to beat and choke me, make fun of me, spit on me, piss on me, and destroy my hole. The end of that first day back I needed 3 stitches in my ass. But the bloods had an attack plan. The bloods had a guy named "sickness". He's called that because he has aids. I was covered and pinned down by 4 crips and waking up behind me, naked, and a 12in rock hard cock was sickness. I begged no!! Sickness laughed and said "you deserve this you lil white sissy fag !" Next thing I knew my ass was in incredible pain! Sickness raped me for 30 mins before cumming in me. As he came he said "I'm pozzing u, u white piece of shit! Take my infected cum! You deserve it for being a white sissy bitch!" Sickness hated white boys like me, he truly thought we all should die! Plus after my sex change all the prisoners hated me, except the ones who fucked me ;-) 3 weeks later I got the fuck flu. The prison said it was just the regular flu and never gave me any meds. 5 yes later when i was released I had full blown aids! Which turns me on. Because I am a dirty white faggot, and I deserved to have aids. While out of jail I was still property of the crips. 2 armed thugs picked me up on my release day and took me to their trap house. They forced me to strip, then they branded me! It said "official white slave. Property of the crips!" Then they forced me into a lil kennel. This is where I realized being out of prison was worse than being in. HIV spread quickly between the crips and they found out it was me! I was beaten, raped, tortured, drugged, and humiliated for being poz! I tried to tell then what happened but they didn't care. Everyone of the 250 crips in that neighborhood bred my ass in 3 days. They kept me tied and constantly spun on Tina. What none of them realized was I loved all of this!! I loved being owned as a Slave to a superior race, I love being beaten and humiliated, and I LOVED the rapes and sexual torture!! They decided to tattoo me. My for head said faggot! One on my ass cheek said "cum in my hole" with an arrow to my asshole. My asshole was tattoos to say "danger:biohazard area" I got another around my neck that said "this white fag is owned by crips" Since the castration i became even more sub and faggy. I always thanked any crip after he would breed me. I have been living in a dog kennel for 10 yrs now being the crips sex slave and I love it!! I am a total sissy piece of shit only good for a cum dump! I'll be the crips cum dump till I die probably. But I hope I die with a crips cock deep in my ass. So until I die I'll just keep getting fucked everyday, all day.

Good start. SLmm said hot. I look forward to more chapters

That's truly a shame @Guy4GuyCoSpgs. By definition this particular forum is the POLITICAL forum and politics are diverse. There are a lot of other forums within Breeding Zone that pertain to things you might find more interesting. To leave the site because one small part tweeks your soft self seems like cutting off your nose to spite your face. Good luck to you though on whichever site you find that works for you.

First time on the cruise ship was a gay one. Older friend, the guy who bred me at 18, invited me for 5 days cruise. It was everything I had expected and a lot more. Met four couples in the same situation as myself, one being much older top and other is a lot younger, two 18 and two 19 years old. We swapped partners and our older tops were very happy to sampled young sweet hole. The top used younger bottom as a bait to get the other bottom. Most of the actions were in private cabins and I received a heavy load from young daddy in the pool. First time in public space, Sitting on his lap and grinding on his hot pole… fun fun stuffs. I was well fed and happy boy.

Lidell's Jack's of Color parties were the best. Especially the theme parties, sometimes he would have the "Over 40 Party and Those Who Like Them". I never had so much sex in my life.

Video of me getting bred at CCBC. I uploaded two other videos to site so check profile for them. Will be adding a few more soon. [think before following links] https://www.boyfriendtv.com/videos/1174102/bred-by-guy-right-after-i-met-him-at-ccbc-jacuzzi/

For the first time, I dared to defy his instruction. Instead, I stood up to kiss him, my hands still holding his dick and cradling his balls. Our mouths met in fiery passion, tongues swirling and lips pressed against each others'. "Thank you." I said, once our mouths had parted. "You're welcome, boy. Are you chasing?" "Sort of. I've been hoping to find someone like you. You're my first gifter top. I've never had an unmedicated load," I told him. I blushed and looked away. He grinned and pulled my chin back towards his, kissing me again. "I'm glad I'm the first. You're my first, too. Chaser, I mean. I only converted a couple months ago." I stared at him with wide eyes. "Thank you, Sir," was all I could think to say to him. "Back on the bed." I did as I was told. I moved half a step back, laid down and pulled my legs back to my chest again. I watched, as the attractive man grinned at me and got on his knees. My dick started to leak more clear liquid again, when my new favourite person pushed two fingers inside me. "There's two, boy. You want three?" He asked. "Mmhm," I moaned back at him. I was enjoying two, but knew his dick had stretched me out. I wanted more. He was working my cunt so well with just two, I was dying to know what he could do using more. I felt an extra finger, moaning at him again, enjoying the feeling of him working his poz load inside my hole. "That's four. You're gonna take a fist, soon!" "Yes, please! I want your fist up my cunt. Stretch me out, Sir!" I felt him pull out completely and swap hands. As I opened my mouth to moan for the swap, his first hand came up to my face and he forced his four fingers into my face. I slurped on his fingers, sucking his load into my throat. I moaned at him in ecstasy. I was loving his dominant stance and I was loving his sleaze. I wanted to take everything he had to give me. "Mmmm," I moaned around his fingers. "What was that, boy?" He asked, pulling his hand back from my face and began using it in tandem with his other. "Fuck, Sir. You're using me so good. You're making me so hot. Thank you. Don't stop," I blathered. I couldn't stop. He was making me feel so good and I wanted him to know. The muscle bear kept working my hole with his hands, while my mouth encouraged him and moaned in pleasure. I kept using the poppers he had given me earlier, keeping my hole relaxed. I felt a turning point, once he had been spitting at my hole and his hands for almost a full minute. "I need you to huff those poppers a few times, boy. Big breaths, or you won't get my fist tonight." I almost panicked. I wanted his fist so bad but was scared of the lack of lube. I knew I wasn't in charge, so had to accept I was getting fisted with only spit and his cum as lube. I decided to trust the poppers and took a deep breath, holding it. I let it go slowly, before taking another and repeating the process a third time. I murmured my assent to him, nodding and making eye contact. His knuckles pushed hard against my hole, while I tried to relax, letting his fist inside me. My moans turned to deep growls as his twisted his hands slightly back and forth. I took another deep hit of poppers and felt his fist slide past my hole. "Good boy," he elongated the words, almost growling back at me. I couldn't form words, only deep guttural moans in reply. I nodded my head, making sure he could see I was along for the ride. I huffed on the brown bottle once more, before dropping it and holding my legs back, relaxing my hole and trusting the man with his hand inside me. My cunt was worked hard. The man alternated hands and speed. He directed me when to use poppers, how deep and how many breaths. I was in pig heaven. My hole was getting stretched out with a toxic load as the lube. My top spat on his hands over and over again, even getting me to join in the lubing process. I was incapacitated, barely able to move without his direction. Eventually, he slowed, only using one hand. I finally recovered from my stupor enough to look back over my dick at him. One hand inside me, the other on his own dick. "I'm hard again," he grinned. "Do you have another load for me?" I asked. "You fucking bet I do, boy. Ask me for it properly." "Poz me. Give me another toxic load, Sir. I want your strain." I told him. He pulled his hand out of my hole, making me growl again, as his lifted his other hand off his dick. He showed me both in the light of the TV, still playing porn. Both had streaks of red, the left, most recent from my hole had more. "Ask me again." "Fuck, Sir." My dick pulsed again. I didn't think I'd bleed. It was a done deal at this point. I was already eager, now I had no choice. "Infect me. Make me toxic." "Good boy," his smile was predatory and I loved it. The man stood up, his thick dick wet with my hole and what spit he'd offered and pushed himself into me for the second time. "You're so fucking loose boy. I'm gonna make you my boy. MY boy. You understand?" He asked me. "I understand," I told him. "I want to take your strain. I want your load, your toxic dick. Make me yours, Sir." "Fuck yes. Dirty little chaser. Bug chaser." I could only moan in pleasure back. I didn't know I'd enjoy being called a bug chaser so much, but I could feel my dick straining between our bodies. "Slow down. Slow down, Sir." I begged. "Let me enjoy my pozzing." "Oh, you wanna go slow? Savour my toxic cock?" He goaded me. "Yes, please. Yes please, Sir." He slowed his pace, pulling out further before plunging all the way back in, eliciting deep moans from me. "Tell me you want another toxic load, boy!" "I want another toxic load, Sir," I recited. "Give me everything you got!" I added. "Hnnnh," he stared down at me, before clamping his hands down on my throat. "Take that dick, boy. Take my dirty cock. You want my load? Dirty fucking bug chaser. Nasty little cunt. Look at you, offering your loose cunt up with no questions asked. No fucking PreP. Dumb little cumdump. Fuck! FUCK!" He yelled. I was in paradise. I ran my hands from his buttocks, up his back and over his shoulders. Down his arms, to his slick hands, back up to his pecs and down his torso. I rested two of my fingers on my hole, on either side of his girthy dick. I felt his hands lift from my throat and I gladly gasped for air. "Open your mouth." I opened wide and stuck out my tongue, making eye contact with the man inside me. He spat, slowly, letting a string of saliva stretch from his lips down to my open mouth, He spat again, breaking the string and spreading it out across my face. He chukled again. "Good boy." "Thank you, Sir. Fuck that's so hot," I told him. "I'm getting close boy. Tell me you want it, bug chaser." "I want your gift, Sir. Infect me. Give me your bug. Please, poz me up. Please give me your toxic load. I want it. I want your load," I begged, round and round. I used every phrase I'd ever learned to ask him for it. "Hnnngh. Uhh. Fuck! Take it. Take my fucking load. Take my strain. Get it, boy. Get pozzed. I'm fucking pozzing you!" I felt his dick swell and pulse for the second time that night. I wrapped my legs around him, holding my hands on his ass, pulling him into me. "Thank you, Sir. Thank you. Thank you." I was halfway between a whisper and whimper. I held him there, inside me for the next few minutes, while he panted on top of me. I moved my hand up and down his back, caressing my gifter. I congratulated him and thanked him again and again. Ten minutes later, pulled his torso off me, grinned and kissed me. "Mm, you're a great fuck, boy. Don't tell me your name. You're just "boy" for now. Fucking hot. Suck me clean when I pull out," and collapsed back on top of me. My dick was still hard, pressed between us. After another few minutes, my new top pushed up, back and pulled out of me while standing up in one smooth motion. I knew my orders and followed them to the letter. I rolled myself down, off the bed, kneeling in front of my gifter and grabbed his balls, pushing his mostly soft dick towards my mouth. I sucked, cleaning every bit of wetness off him. I enjoyed it and from the sound of his moaning, so did he. As I sucked, I figured now would be my last chance to get off in his presence, so I started working my own dick. I concentrated on how loose and sore my hole was feeling and on how his dick had made me feel. I knew I had an unmedicated load inside me, two even and let myself get to climax as fast as I could. "Ah, ah, ah. Stop that. Stop!" He batted my hand away from my dick. "Let me." I stopped sucking and looked up, shocked. He'd been so dominant throughout our session, I hadn't considered him playing with my dick at all. "Get on the chair," he said. He pointed to the chair next to his bed. The wide, padded one I'd first found him on. "Pick your favourite pozzing porn. Or fisting. I'd prefer poz." I got up and moved to the chair, grabbing his phone and selecting a highly verbal pozzing scene. I sat how I'd found him, wide legs and dick pointing up. As he moved forward, he dropped to his knees and wrapped his arms under my legs. I was dragged to the edge of the chair and had my legs forced up again, like he was about to fuck me again. "Hold your legs," he told me, before grabbing my balls and swallowing my dick. He worked my dick like a pro, like I had tried to work his earlier. His eyes were soon streaming as he bobbed his head up and down. Just when I was getting close, he stopped and moved to work my balls. I loved it all, I had been moaning the moment he dragged me back down the chair. After my balls, he moved further down, onto my hole. I was loose and sore, but he made me crave more again. I could hear his moans and enjoyment, it turned me on even more. One last suck on my hole, before he held his tongue flat and moved himself all the way back up, over my taint, my balls and up my dick, to swallow it again. This time, he inserted three fingers and played with my prostate. He meant to make me cum and it only took him a minute. I couldn't help but drop my hands to the back of his head, with my dick in the back of his throat and his fingers manipulating me from the inside. "I'm cumming," I slurred, as my dick exploded and my hole clenched around his fingers. I pumped my hips into his face and he took everything I gave him. He was happy to take it. Once I'd stilled, he pulled his fingers out of my hole and offered them to me, shiny from his toxic loads. I gladly accepted, sucking them, as he had sucked me. He pulled his fingers out and met my mouth with his. We enjoyed a sloppy kiss together, while he lifted me clean from the chair and dropped me onto his bed, where he pulled me close and breathed a contented sigh.

PART 2 I saw Lyle graduate. In a gray suit and navy tie under his cap and gown, he walked up to get his diploma and photograph taken. I smiled devilishly when I noticed that his gait was more bow-legged than usual. His sweet neg hole was likely still carrying the two poz loads from the hard cherry-busting fuck Poz9in and I gave him that morning in the janitor closet. Lyle smiled wide for the camera and moseyed back to his seat. That's when I left. Online, around Christmas time, I saw that Poz9in was in a chat room on the barebacker web site where we had, in June, hooked up for the sole purpose of making sure that Lyle's first fuck was done by my poz cock with toxic sperm shooting directly into his unprotected neg butthole. After that was accomplished, I didn't see Lyle again. I wondered if we had successfully seroconverted my handsome young jock. Internet searches told me that he was doing well in swimming, a champion in a state tournament, even! Go, Lyle. A photo of the blonde swimmer showed perfectly muscled body, a victorious smile under sparkling blue eyes, and a large bowl-shaped trophy that he was holding over his head Me: Hey, Poz9. It's been awhile. How was the rest of your summer after we hooked up with our virgin pollywog? Poz9 invited me to a private chat. I accepted. Poz9in: Yeah, man, fucking that cute virgin jock was fucking hot. I have a confession to make. But I think you'll like it. Me: Wow, Ok. What is it? Poz9in: Well… hell. Here goes… As you might have guessed, I'm a total perv. After having Lyle's tight hole around my cock, I knew that I'd have to find a way to get my cock inside him again. Me: God, yes! Tell me you nailed that hole again with your massive poz cock! Tell me everything! Poz9in: I became Lyle's stalker the moment I shot my high viral load into the dumb kid. I came back to the school around 2 and waited an hour for classes let out. When I spotted him, I followed him home from school. It didn't look like his parents were home, so I took a chance and rang the doorbell. He answered, surprised and nervous when he saw me standing on his front porch. He told me to come in. I asked if anyone else were home. He said no. I demanded that he show me the way to his bedroom. Me: Damn! Poz9in: Not knowing how much time I had, I pushed him onto his twin bed and closed the bedroom door. He was face down on the bed (perfect), so I forced his jeans and briefs down and pushed down my tracks again and mounted him for a good rape-style breeding. He took it well. I slipped into his hole and our cum from that morning's fuck felt like warm butter on my cock. I covered his mouth to prevent him from yelling and fucked him so hard he bled some. I didn't give him poppers because I didn't care. I just needed to get another high viral load into that sweet jock butt while I still had the chance. Me: Fuck yeah! Damn, did you do it? Did you give him a third poz load before his graduation ceremony? Poz9in: I absolutely blasted that neg hole with a load I spent all day building up just plotting about how I was going to poz up Lyle Cranston in his own bedroom. As I long-dicked and fucked in my fresh load of toxic sperm into his hole, I looked around and saw that his suit was all laid out on the bed, crumpled now from our fucking on it. A little blood and sperm smeared the gray wool slacks on the inside left thigh. The gown would cover it. We heard someone enter the front door of the house. I pulled out of Lyle and looked for an exit. Lyle got up, pulled up his jeans and led me to a back door where I escaped detection. Pretty stealth, eh? Me: Fuck that's amazing! You are a stealth perv! Poz9in: There's more. Me: Oh shit! What? Poz9in: Lyle went off to college in late August. And… I fucked him raw on average 5 times a week until he left town. Never a condom mentioned. I think he likes the sperm injection more than the invasion of mancock in his hole. Once, on the night before he left, he met me at a motel room where I used a lube gun to shoot his hole up with 16 loads from 11 of my adult arcade bookstore friends who agreed to help me after I showed them his yearbook photos. I made sure to group text all 11 to inform them once when I flooded Lyles' hole with their loads, and again to let them know that I was fucking their loads into Lyle's hole at that moment. Some were poz/some not so poz. As I worked up to unload my own fresh sperm up there, I took my time. All evening my phone blew up with my porn shop friends cheering me on. Since we weren't in his bedroom this time, I could fuck him longer, and possibly suck out a sweet load from him for once before he had to go home. Me: So Lyle, who was a virgin only two months ago, had 16 anonymous loads inside his butt when… please tell me you knocked him up with a 17th. Poz9in: I did shoot my 51st high viral load into Lyle that night. A proficient perv counts! I still don't know if he has gotten tested for HIV yet. Honestly, I don't really want this pozzing challenge to end. He always texts me when he is home alone and wanting me to come over. Even at Thanksgiving, I went over to his parent’s house at 2 a.m. and, without making too much noise, stuffed his butt with my cock. No mention of anything yet. We can keep trying. Christmas is coming. You were his first. Should we double team him again? Maybe blindfold him and find a couple random poz tops from the website to pose as us at first. I’d love to see some old leather daddies stake their claim on his hole. That'd be hot. Me: I'd love to see my hot boy unknowingly take random anonymous dick. Yeah, let's do it.

Yes, chem that boy up and fuck him good! More please!

Hello, 25 5’6 130lb Hispanic cumdump here. Will be visiting LA sometime this month and looking for a hotel to host a cumdump session that won’t mind the constant coming and going of the guys. Also for suggestions on public restrooms or parks to cruise near the union station downtown. any tops looking to show me around I’m cool with that as well 🙂

My gym bro and I first bonded when he spotted me and we would work out and shower together. We felt so comfortable and trusted each to the point he was my bro. Later we explored our bodies and then quickly realized we could help each other out in more ways than one. Staring too long at his fluffed dick he nods and I kneel right in front of his dick did him a favor. He couldn’t stop there, and suggested just the tip and I turned around let him spread my cheeks and have a feel. It felt so good, I couldn’t get enough, he couldn’t get enough and pretty soon he was barebacking me raw every place we could. All he had to say was “spot me bro.” And I knew he wanted, I wanted to get creampied. In the gym, in my car at his house, in my room at the mall, on the trail, and after work. my first milk man, even after he got into a relationship our bond was just that strong. He said I just knew how to milk him dry every time but I mean his dick was thick and all I would do was just relax and open up enough to taking him balls deep was toe curling . Maybe it’s because he was my first Dom top or the fact that every time I could feel his thick and veiny cock I could anticipate his throbbing and intense orgasm. Now, even after he says “he don’t play that no more” when I rawdog any thick 6 and a half inch dick, my body expects or maybe craves the way he would blast inside me. For a while he was always the last load shot in me. I want to say at least 300? 400? Times he used me but even that number seems low, countless. He invited me over recently and he anger fucked me for an hour! He just wanted to “clean his pipes” he said rofl. He’s still chill and bro and isn’t weird about any of the things we used to do. He doesn’t really know how all the cum he left inside me affected me. He doesn’t know about all the bathhouses I visited or apps where I hook up and let multiple guys use my hole and nut in me.

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That was the place - I used to attend their "Muscle Nights"

@prettyboyindywould be great to read about Earl getting out and taking the pig cross country

I'm so glad you enjoyed my original story and you did a fantastic job of making it you own. I still feel the same and would love to be taken and pozzed like this. Until that time our stories will have to do!

Near Home—August, 2023 After my meeting with GaryM I was sated. All that fucking and rimming had left me totally spent from the strength of my orgasm. So much so, that it was three days before I went off in search for more sex. I didn’t go far, only to the local bookstore. I wanted something as different as possible—just to suck some cock. So how did almost every man in the place know that that’s what I wanted…? I am in the straight theatre, off to the side and sitting against the wall. The cocksucker’s seat is taken—and the guy in it has a man in his mouth. I jerk to the fairly good video and wait to see who might want to play. I feel a movement behind me at my shoulder. I turn slightly. A very handsome white man, in his late 50’s, is standing there, his thick cock out and hard. I have never seen him before. He doesn’t even ask, he just moves his thick slab of meat nearer my mouth. How did he know? I open wide and take him to the root. He groans and begins fucking my face. When he slows down, I hold onto the base of his cock and get my tongue work started. He likes this a lot and murmurs encouragement. The guy across the aisle is so turned on he has taken his cock all the way out of his jeans—and shoots a load on the linoleum. I let go of the man in my mouth, but he doesn’t resume the face fucking. He let’s me do what I want—which is to lick his very hairy balls. They aren’t big, but I love the flavor of a slight sheen of sweat from the hot August afternoon. I go back up to his cock. He is acting like he’s close. I swirl my tongue around his cock head—and he begins to shake. He is having a body wracking orgasm—but he doesn’t shoot any jizz at all. He thanks me and takes off. I have never seen him again. Lots of other men in the room leave for a bit, including the guy in the cocksucker’s seat. I grab my water bottle and relocate. I stroke. The young Latino guy who loves to have me fuck him (with a condom) arrives. He sits in a chair near me. He starts removing his pants and shirt. The last time I had seen him I was surprised that he was wearing lacy pink panties. Today he has a full outfit, a crop top and crotchless panties under a short, short skirt. He leans over the seat directly in front of me and tells me he wants my dick in his ass. I am not feeling it today (for a couple of reasons.) He turns and sticks his rather thick uncut cock in my mouth to get me interested. I suck. I work his cock with my tongue, working back his foreskin. He is amazed—for suddenly he is unloading in my mouth. He can’t believe it. He gets dressed to go find more dick in the arcade. A hot 30-something comes in. He is white and gym built. He is followed by the large Black guy who has whored out young men for everyone’s pleasure. I spend the next 30 minutes, jerking as the two eye each other. Dicks come out. Gym Built is hung big. They stroke. But don’t touch. Forever. And then, GB is on his knees servicing the Black top. They like the attention from the rest of the room as we watch them—until suddenly they don’t and take it to a private booth. I go next door to the gay theatre. I am alone here for a moment, or so I think. But I missed a man in the dark corner behind the door. He emerges once I’ve sat down and pulled out my cock. I have seen him here many times—and played a few. He is Black, with a thick build. His cock is very thin and long. I know I have had it in my mouth at least once, but he is mostly voyeur. Not today. Without a word he sticks his semi hard cock in my mouth. He groans. His dick is so thin I take it easily all the way down. “Fucker…” he whispers. He begins to pump it into me. I must have arrived in the room just as he was getting ready to shoot. He is on a mission to cum down my throat. He grabs my ears and fucks himself into my mouth. My hand comes up and touches his balls, which are almost disappearing into his body, they are pulled up so tightly. That does it. With a loud groan he shoots. He is like a faucet, not spurts, but the tap is just turned on and I get a mouthful of cum. “Swallow it.” As if I ever spit. I swallow. He let’s me clean his cock until there is not a trace of jizz left on it… * I am alone for a bit. But the porn is good. I take a drink from my water bottle. It seems to not wash the last load out of my mouth, but to reactivate the flavor of his jizz. I swallow more. Two men come in. One is a Latino I have never met. He is wearing a tight tee that is showing off incredibly big pecs. The other is a rather dumpy young man I have played with quite often here when I am in the mood I am in this afternoon. The Latino sits in the chair closest to me. The other guys leans against the far wall and watches us. “Some dick you got.” says the Latino. He is no more than 35. He actually pulls off his tee revealing his magnificent chest. He tosses it on the floor, stands up and unzips. His shorts drop to his running shoes. He sits on the chair, naked, but for the shorts around his ankles and his shoes. His cock is hard. And thick. And uncut. He manhandles it a bit. “Help me out?” he asks. I go to my knees. I really have to work on covering my teeth he’s so thick. Me moans—and strokes my cropped hair, telling me he likes my mouth. I work harder. There is a lot foreskin to keep working back, so I can lick his sensitive cockhead. Now he is groaning. I think he’s close. “Let me suck yours.” I stand up. I am happy to get my cock in this hot man. He gives me some really good head. Suddenly, he pulls off me grunting and groaning. He’s shot, I’m sure of it. But he is not splattered with his seed. Nor is the floor. “I saved it for you.” I kneel—and his foreskin is filled, ballooned with his jism. I take him in my mouth and peel back all that skin. The cum runs out on my tongue. I think I might shoot myself as I lick up every drop. He pulls up his shorts the moment I am done, grabs and shirt and leaves. I am still on my knees, in a slight daze. The dumpy looking guy steps up. He’s been jerking to the scene. “Quick, I have a four-day load here for you.” I get him into my mouth, just as he empties into me. He just keeps cumming. Massive. I shoot myself, splattering the floor between his tennis shoes… The original is here: From My Side of the Sling: "I Saved It For You!" (felchingpisser.blogspot.com) September 18, 2023

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@BootmanLA Obviously this is speculation, but something in me believes Joe has reviewed the tapes and realizes how horribly he did. But to step out without a plan in place isn't something I would ever envision him doing. Thus, I imagine he and the D party are working behind the scenes to work out the next act. Perhaps a Harris/Kelly ticket which would check a lot of boxes. Biden could open the convention by pulling out of the race with a Harris/Kelly (as in astronaut Mark Kelly) ticket. What I don't want to see is all this played out as the media does so horribly. Just make a choice, announce and go.

Damn that is hot. Wish I can meet a Master like that.

Sorry if this is a bit long but fuck me it was hot ...think I watched a twink lad get a poz load without knowing Chatting to a lad yesterday on fab and neither of us accommodate ...he was good looking ginger 20-year-old. He was getting very spicy on the chat suggested we meet up if he was free and he was all like… I don’t know might do sometime… I wasn’t holding out much hope and I was well horny so I said … no worries mate, but I’m gonna be down your way at the park near where you live … be there about nine in car park if you fancy joining me ..if you can’t get no worries I’ll see what I can find no pressure. Getting there for about 5 to 9 and I can see from the car park that he’s waiting for me really looked like his picture athletic slim ginger Tracky bottoms T-shirt ...nice… go to say hi he’s a bit nervous but I asked if we are alright to play?… like he’s like fuck yeah…. So wondered round the back of the park where the big bushes are ...move in for a snog tastes amazing… With both have our hands in each other’s joggers, both hard as fuck… He gets on his knees and sucking my cock biting my foreskin… really loving it ….get my hand down the back of his joggers and get my fingers round his shave hole spitting on my hand going back trying again finally getting a finger in him he’s still noshing my cock… fuck me mate… he says… get him bent over joggers around his ankles lying my cock up pressing it against his hole lubing it up with my pre-cum and spit ...my head pops into his little hole… tight… slowly push my cock balls deep into the lad…more spit start to speed up...my balls slapping starting to fuck him deep…by this at this time a couple of older blokes have noticed the noise and come to have a look… both of them wanking… one bearded skinny bloke a good size cock the other bear type wanking in his jeans… I take my cock out to show them I’m fucking this lad bareback Skinny Dad steps up strokes my wet cock and fingers the lad for a bit before offering his cock to the lados mouth who practically swallows the damn thing ….bear dad Steps up as I start fucking the lads hole again, fingering my cock as it slides in and out of the lads wet hole… he leans in and sticks his tongue down my throat … hand on my arse fingers looking for my hole.. which I have lubed up prior to coming out…. He got his middle finger in me prodding and nearly making me come in the lad… he whispers in my ear you want fucking too? … yeah I say…. with the lad still bent over, I pull out he stands up snogging skinny Dad.. then turns around and offers him his arse… skinny Dad slides about 7 inch's of cock into the lad who’s gasping and now holding onto one of the trees… looks so fucking hot…. skinny Dad rolls his T-shirt up as he starts to deep fuck Lado Who really getting into it…. meanwhile bear Dad bends me over and guides a good thick cock into my hole tells me how good I feel and slowly picks up the pace…from this position I can get my tongue down Lados throat again both of us moaning in each other’s mouth… I look over at skinny Dad and see he’s pulling on a tit ring and has a discrete biohazard tat round his nip… I move in and take the tit and ring in my mouth … then snog skinny Dad for a bit till he breaks contact and whispering asks if we are both on prep… I say I am don’t know about him…. Fuck! skinny Dad says And unloads in the lads arse fucking him hard as he does so…. Bear Dad has me round the throat, bent me down even further and is proper slamming me now grunts and unloads in me… i reach between my legs so I can grab his balls and the base of his cock to feel his load throbbing into me….he pulls out and said fucking lovely arse mate …skinny dad had slid out of lado and was getting his shit together...he snogged the lad hand down his joggers again probably fingering his cummy hole …down here much? he asked …I said id defo be back …you on Grindr or something...we swapped names and they left …lado was still wanking …did you not cum yet? I asked …yeah mate once while you fucked me and again when he did…I hadn’t cum yet…can I fuck you some more …he grinned and we snogged some more …up against the tree I found his cummy hole and slid my wet cock in him …fuck it was wet and slick and didn’t take long before I gave him another good load ...pulling out a load of cum followed my cock...snogged the lad some more and we chatted a bit swapped numbers ...didnt mention skinny dads tat ….and fucked off 🙂

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!

#5 was a young cub. Very cute, very inocent. After all the fucking was done he chatted with me, telling me he was 21. He was pozzed the first time he was fucked which was the day of his 18th birthday. It had not been his plan, it just happened. He was so in lust with the 35 year old he met at his local cruising park that when asked to drop his pants and lean against a tree he did. The guy proceeded to eat the kids ass and this felt so good he just wanted whatever the guy had to offer. Next came a tounge fuck and then 1,2,3 fingers. When those disappeared for a moment the kid thought he'd done something wrong. He was greatly relieved when a bigger finger, he thought it was the thumb, pushed into his virgin hole. When the penetrating object was clearly too big for a thumb he was just enjoying the sensation to much to ask questions. Then the fuck started and there was no desire to turn back. The guy had not pistoned for very long before the kid began to feel warm and wet inside. The guy kissed him on the neck, pulled out and walked away. Only then did the cub put a finger to his hole and realize the guy had cum in him. He Immediately knew he shouldn't have allowed this, but every part felt so good. Before he got his pants pulled up a fifty year old pot bellied daddy with sunken cheeks stepped in behind him asking; "That was so fuckin hot kid. Can I have a turn?" Without thinking beyond 'one was fun, why not another ' the kid said, "Awe ... I guess so ... sure. " and leaned back into the tree. This guys average size cock slid in raw and soon was pumping a load deep into the delighted cub. That fuck had attracted a crowd and before he left the woods he had six more loads from six strangers marinating in his guts. He went back every day for a week and a half. Often being bred by new strangers, often by repeats and the pot bellied man with the sunken cheeks never missed a day of breeding the kid. The only reason he took a break was he woke up soaked with a high fever feeling like he'd been hit by a Mac truck. He knew Immediately what he was suffering from but didn't tell his folks. When he was well enough he ran away from home and had no trouble making his way by selling his ass. That's how he'd first met my generous benefactor. He'd rarely topped, but for a newbie he gave me a good, if not short, ride before blasting me full of his never medicated poz cum. Fuck me, what was I thinking. I should have had far more sense than that naive cub kid. But in this moment I completely understood how the thirst for a load, any load just takes over. And let's face it ,,, I wasn't fooling anyone including myself. I was especially enjoying knowing the fucking huge risk I was talking.

The guy that drew number 4 place was my idea of a perfect dream fuck. 6' 3", natural Mediterranean tan, thick mat of black hair on his chest, arms, shoulders, back and ass. Probably 200 pounds of solid muscle. Full beard and mustache on his handsome smiling face. I'd been watching him interact with the other guys. He was that special sort of person that connected with everyone as if they were the only person in the room. In the gaze of his beautiful big brown eyes your heart couldn't help but melt. He was the only one to speak to me before we made out. "I hear you are very generous in supporting a cause very close to each of us guys. I'm delighted to meet you. " and he leaned in and kissed me. I responded"The pleasure is all mine. Besides your friend was amazingly generous , I needed to say thanks to him. And I feel like I just keep getting more, fuckin awesome, thanks. " His deep baritone voice made every hair on my body stand on edge. "Well I look forward to gifting you some more. " And with that my legs were lifted over his shoulders and his 8 inch raw manhood was eased into my eager ass. Balls deep he checked to be sure I was OK. Then he kissed square on the lips and it began. We didn't fuck ... we made love. He was an awesome combination of gentle yet firm, strong yet tender. Between passionate kisses he cooed his enjoyment of my wet hot ass in my ear. I couldn't help but moan my pleasure and excitement. This was so enjoyable, I lost track of time. I also didn't want it to end. Finally I noticed his pace pick up and for the first time he wasn't hugging me chest to furry chest. I watched his beautiful smiling face and took in his powerful hairy torso. That's when I saw the tattoo hiding in his thick black hair just under his left collar bone. A four inch biohazard! I quickly looked under the other collar bone and sure enough there was another tattoo, a six inch scorpion. He didn't miss the look on my face, smiled and nodded as if to say without words, 'yup, I'm about to gift you for life!'. As I was frantically wanting to pull away, reverse this course, I heard my voice; "Fuck yeah, cum in my ass, poz my negative ass, knock me up you gorgeous stud." He was blasting away before I was half way through my declaration. I was in the midst of a hands free orgasm spray both our faces, chests and stomachs. Meanwhile my ass was also orgasming, milking his dangerous tool. I counted eight pulses from his toxic canoon. When I caught my breath I moaned, "Holy fuck man, you just pozzed my vulnerable ass didn't you?" He responded, "Well yeah. But that was the third unmedicated poz load to paint your guts tonight." The sunken face daddy and the albino raised their hands and smiled. I felt sick in the pit of my stomach. I had three strangers poz loads in my ass which was definitely stretched, torn and incredibly vulnerable after being fucked by the handsome bear's mammoth cock. My handsome prince then spoke again. "3 highly toxic loads in you, and 4 more yet to come. I hope you knew when you offered yourself tonight you would be leaving knocked up. That or you have incredible luck if you're not chasing. " I sighed, " Fuck man! I’m not chasing! But this is fucking incredible . Thanks "

I don’t allow my fags to touch their cocks while we are fucking. They really shouldn’t touch it at all when in my presence. It’s a 2 player game. My cock and their hole. If the fuck causes a handsfree orgasm that is ok. That’s great, as long as the bottom realizes that we are not finished until the top(s) cum, and cum as many times as they want. If a bottom cannot continue taking cock after an orgasm he should absolutely not cum. If he can, then I’m agnostic on the topic. His orgasm is irrelevant. He is there to serve the top(s), give pleasure, and receive sperm.

ASS another subs ass that had just been fuckd. Back in the 90's and early 2000's I used to travel the country for work. I'd go to the baths wherever i was. Guys would cum in my room or in the dark rooms and put their cocks in my mouth. I could tell they had just been in a hole. It just, made me hornier and work harder to make them hard again to fuck ME. Not to mention The psychological, aspect! which is MOST important.

Last night. Had one guy pick me up at a nearby park, fucked him in his back seat for a good 30 min told him to drop me back off. He was real cool, didn’t say anything at all just sucked my dick let me fuck him without making a noise. After he dropped me off I was picked up by another slut a bit older but nice ass on him, who basically licked my dick clean from the last dude and took my second load.

Ive been to the Rainbow Playground ones that are m4m, not bad. Mix of different guys and have private booths

Over the next two days, all I could think about was the man I'd hooked up with. Flashes of his face in front of mine, his body over me and the taste of my blood on his cock returned to me whilst I was at work. He was all I could think about. I spent my evenings riding dick and searching for poz cock. I was turning down tops because they were neg. I craved more. As I was leaving work on Monday night, my phone buzzed in my pocket. I ignored it as I said goodbye to everyone, left the building and got into my car. I pulled my phone out, before I turned the engine on. I saw a message from the top I'd met, who I'd saved in my phone as "GG," for Gift Giver. The message read 'hard day im horny you free for more poz??' Electricity ran through my body, making my dick hard and my brain useless. I replied to him. 'Yes, sir. I've only just got off work, I need to head home and clean up before I can get to you. It will take me half an hour to get to you, once I'm done. Is that okay?' I set off driving faster than I usually would, feeling desperation to meet the man who had started changing me. I didn't live far from work, my office only being fifteen minutes away. I didn't check the time when I'd got home and almost snapped my key in the lock, trying to speed up every action on my way. I knew I'd got home in record time, almost running a red light. I had to get to him, I needed his dick. I needed another load. I got a message after I'd cleaned out and got in the shower. Before I dried myself I tried to read it, but the water on my hands made my phone unresponsive. I dried off, telling myself to take my time. After what had felt like a lifetime, I got my hands back on my phone to read the message he'd sent back to me: 'take your time boy ill wait. Let me know when your setting off'. My body felt the same electricity as before. I'd worked my hole the last two nights thinking of this god of a man, hoping it wasn't a one off. My dick sprung up as I dressed myself, making me realise I wouldn't need that much. I pulled a jockstrap on, with jeans over the top and a simple t-shirt to cover my top half. Plenty. I picked up my keys before sending a message to my gift giver, 'Setting off in 2 minutes. Any instructions?' I didn't have to wait long before I got a reply, 'bring poppers and lube if you want it.' Before I left, I grabbed an unopened bottle of poppers and some silicon lube. Gun Oil was a great option for fisting, hoping I'd be able to feel his wrists again. I'd also used some scissors to take the plastic seal off of the fresh poppers. I was determined to enjoy myself. I ran down to my car, started the engine and set off to the nameless top's apartment. My dick got hard multiple times during my journey. I kept thinking of our last encounter, trying not to use my off hand to rub my dick. Once I'd arrived, I pulled my phone out and sent a new message, 'Here, sir. Same as last time?' I took my time getting out of my car letting my jeans slip down, exposing the top band of my jock hoping someone might see. I felt like a slut, but enjoying it. ~bzzt~ I grabbed my phone before the vibration had stopped, 'leave the door open'. I read it three times, figuring that I was to strip at the door and head into the bedroom, but leave the door as I found it. My mind raced. Had he invited another top? My dick got hard again, but I ignored it, trapped in my jock's pouch. Now wasn't the time. I moved towards the front door, locked my car and pocketed my keys. The door was still unmanned and the door to my left was ajar, same as last time. I pushed the door open, but only half closed it, as instructed. Taking off my clothes, I left my jockstrap on as I grabbed my poppers and walked down the hallway and into the bedroom illuminated by porn. The same compilation was playing on the TV behind me, I heard familiar videos. My new favourite person was in the same position as I'd met him in; sat on the wide, padded chair next to his bed, legs spread and cock erect, working it slowly. "I told you to strip last time. Jockstrap wasn't part of it," he said sternly. I paused before hooking my thumbs over the waistband and starting to pull it down. "I'm sorry, Sir. I didn't think," I blabbered at him. "Keep it!" He shouted, before I had pulled it down too far. "Put it back on. I like it. Just let me know, next time. I didn't tell you to wear anything. You're lucky I like it," he warned. I blushed and moved forward again. Lifting my hand, I showed him the fresh poppers I'd brought with me, as he'd asked. I hoped he'd be placated by my following of one of his demands. "Huff them. Suck me." Shaking the bottle, I opened it and sniffed at the bottle's rim as hard as I could. Once I'd taken three hits, I dropped to my knees and started working my mouth down the thickest cock I'd known. I struggled to begin with, forgetting just how wide this man's dick was. I opened my jaw as wide as I could, letting my spit dribble past my lips and onto his shaft. Moving my head down and wrapping my lips around my teeth, I sucked his beer can cock for all I was worth. "That's enough lube," I heard. I pulled my self up and off his member, as I looked up at him through watery eyes. "You look so good like that, boy. Choking on my dick. I'm gonna fuck you," he said to me. I could barely respond. Instead, I nodded at him and grabbed the poppers to make it easier for myself. Two more hits as I stood and pivoted to the bed. "On my back, or on my front, Sir?" I asked, hesitating before I climbed up. "Neither. You're gonna ride me," he said. The top grabbed my shoulders and pulled me back, sliding past my chest. He paused for a second to lift my chin and kiss me, before using his elbows to move backwards onto the bed and using a finger to beckon me to him. I followed his finger over his thighs, his hard, shiny dick and meeting him face to face for another passionate kiss. "Part of me didn't expect you to reply. I didn't know if you'd chicken out for a second round. I was worried you'd gone for PEP." I shook my head, "no, Sir. I've been horny since I left on Saturday." I spat on my hand and rubbed the saliva over my hole, before I lifted his impressive cock upwards to line up with myself. As I felt us both line up, I pushed down onto him. "Ohh," I moaned, as he stretched me open. "You're so thick, Sir. Thank you." Pushing down more, I felt my ass cheeks reach his pelvis. He was balls deep inside me already. I was glad that I'd spent our time apart on toys. "You're a good little cunt," he said to me, looking me in the eye. "Tell me you've come back for another toxic load, boy. Tell me you're a filthy bug chaser. Are you on prep?" "No, Sir. No prep for my hole. I want more toxic cum, I've come to get your dirty load, Sir. I'm a filthy bug chaser," I replied. My dick was straining in my jockstrap, leaking precum into the fabric. "Mmm, fuck yeah. Dirty little bitch. Fuck yeah," he muttered. His arms moved under my legs, half supporting me as I rode him. "Loose cunt's my favourite. Love when a boy can take my dick like you. Fuck yes, boy!" He went on and on, making my dick hard. "Tell me you're infecting me, Sir," I begged. I wanted to hear him say it again. "Toxic precum in my hole?" I asked. "That's right, bug hole. I'm pumping toxic precum inside you. I'm not gonna pull out. And I've got a surprise for you, boy. Tell me you want a surprise tonight." My legs worked up and down, pumping his dick with my hole as I spoke. "I want you inside me, Sir. Don't pull out, give me that surprise, Sir. I'll take it." I lifted my hands off the bed and onto his muscly chest, starting to move my thumbs over his nipples. "Good boy. Just keep riding. Play with my tits. Good boy," he said and we lapsed into nothing but moans and kisses for the next few minutes. The door closed behind me. I was still riding and I leaned up and stopped moving. I looked down at the man beneath me, not knowing what to do. "Keep going," he said to me. I did as I was told, feeling fear. I knew my hole had tightened up in the moment of panic and I tried to relax. Deciding to obey, I reached for the little brown bottle and huffed twice, before capping it and returning to our previous rhythm. Footsteps behind me told me we weren't alone. "Nice." I heard behind me, keeping my eyes on my gifter's fact. He wasn't looking at me, but instead at the man who entered the room. "Welcome back," my top said with a grin. "Thanks. Glad to see you're sharing my strain." "Fuck yeah, I told you I wanted to gift. He's my first. Help me," the man beneath me said, with a sinister grin. He looked back at me and said, "This is your surprise. I invited my gifter to give you a dose, boy. Enjoy us both. Now don't move." I did as I was told, I steadied myself, as far down my top's dick I could get. Starting with a deep breath, I inhaled the poppers again. I continued as I listened to the man behind me undressing and spitting on his dick. On the fifth huff, I felt another dick pressing against my hole. I did my best to relax and let him in, holding myself in position at the same time. "Ahh!" I cried, feeling a second man push inside me. "Fuck!" "Like that boy? Two poz dicks?" The man behind asked. "I pozzed the bloke under you. He's got a fat cock. Knew he'd make a good gifter. Glad I got him. Glad he invited me to fuck the fist cunt he found. Nice cunt," he said into my ear before he started fucking me hard. I was reduced to a moaning lump. I could barely move, collapsed on my dom's chest. My top whispered in my ear, as he slowly and gently moved his hips. "Just relax boy, take another hit of poppers." He fed me poppers whilst I was pinned between his and his gifter's chests. "Enjoy this, boy. What could be better than poz cock?" He asked, with a smug tone. "Two poz cocks," he answered himself with a chuckle. I nodded whilst I moaned in pleasure, unable to do anything else. I huffed poppers and obeyed. I enjoyed the sensation of two bare dicks inside me at the same time, stretching me out. I'd felt similar from a fist, but nothing quite captured the same sensation. Both men moved at different speeds and force, making it completely different from taking a fist or big toy. I never wanted it to end. "I'm getting close," I heard from the man behind me. "I'm gonna cum. Tell me you want it, cunt!" Assuming it was supposed to be me, I mustered up the words. "I want your cum. Breed me!" He forced his dick as deep as he could get it before grunting for a few moments. "Take it. Take it. I'm so fucking poz. Take it." I moaned as he thrust in and spoke as he pulled out, "Thank you. Thank you for that poz load." I kissed the man I was still riding. "You're welcome, slut. I hope you get my strain. From me or him. Good luck, chaser slut," he said before dressing quickly and leaving again. We heard the door open and close again while we were kissing. "Thank you, Sir. That was a great surprise. Was he really your gifter?"I asked. "Yeah. He fucked me poz," he replied with grin. "I fucking loved double fucking you like that. Your cunt felt great. Do you want another load?"

I woke up cold. We'd drifted off, after our exertions and hadn't gotten underneath the duvet. I lay there, unsure of what to do. Should I wake him, or snuggle closer and his body to keep me warm? Either way I needed to use the bathroom first. I tried to extract myself from his arms without waking him, but I was unsuccessful. The man I'd met hours earlier stirred and spoke to me. "Are you leaving?" He asked me. "No, I just need to piss," I answered, getting off the bed. "First door you come to," he told me. "Are you cold? I'm freezing," he said, moving to get under the blanket. I walked out of the bedroom and into the hallway, finding the first door in the darkness. The light made me recoil, blinded. I relieved myself and wondered what time it was. After I'd finished, I left the light on and went to my clothes, still in a pile by the door into the apartment. I fished my phone out of my pocket; 3.3am. I didn't make much sense of the timing. I was so tired, maybe we'd stayed up longer than I'd thought. I did work 3 loads out of the man. I walked back to the bedroom, feeling a chill creeping in. The room was dark as I dropped my phone onto the padded chair next to the bed and climbed under the covers. I shuffled towards the man who'd bred me only an hour or so before. "Welcome back." His hands grabbed me and pulled me to his body. "You're freezing!" He exclaimed. "You should have said something." "I only just woke up," I told him as my body shuddered, accepting the warmth under the blanket and a man against me. It was still dark when I woke up. I'd drifted off again. This time my dick was hard and I could feel another hard dick against my butt cheeks. I moved, pushing my back and my ass into my new dom. "I was hoping you'd wake up soon," he whispered in my ear. He moved his arm on top of me up, licked his fingers and moved it back underneath the covers. "Unhh," was all I could manage, as his fingers rubbed his spit across my hole. I felt his hand move off my ass before his thick cock pushed against me. I relaxed my hole and angled myself towards him, to make it easier for myself. My hand moved towards the seat, trying to find the bottle of poppers. I found my phone, dragging it towards me, before dropping it and moving my hand back. Finding the small brown bottle, I snapped my hand to my nose. His fat dick was already inside me when I was uncapping the poppers, frantically seeking help. "Huff those poppers, boy." I was ordered. "Deep breaths." I didn't know how he could see me, but I did as I was told. I sniffed deep and hard at the bottle under my nose twice, before capping them and thrusting my hips back towards the dick inside me. We both moved slowly, enjoying a slower fuck. I moaned and grunted, enjoying his thick raw dick. "Thank you, Sir. I fucking love you inside me," I said. "Mhmm. Yeah, you like raw dick, don't you? Tell me you love it raw." "Raw is law, Sir. I love it raw. I haven't used a rubber since I was 20." I confessed. "Good boy. Good boy," he said, each word longer than the last. Our hips thrust against each other for a long time. I was starting to tire out when I heard him say "I'm gonna have to crank it up a notch if you want another load, boy." "How do you want me?" I asked. "On your front, don't move." I rolled onto my front, away from him. His dick slipped out, making me moan. I kept my body still as I reached for the poppers again. My top moved over me, lining his dick up to my hole, still under the duvet. Cold air rushed in at my back, as he lifted himself off me and I started inhaling the poppers. "You want another toxic load, boy?" I answered as I exhaled. "Yes, sir. Knock me up." He pushed inside as I exhaled again. "You're gonna get it, gonna get infected. You want me to convert you?" "Yes, please. Give me what you got, I need it, poz me up, Sir," I begged. The man on top of me started to pound at my hole. I felt his sweat dripping onto my back as he talked dirty to me. "I'm gonna give you my bugs. You're gonna get it, boy. Tell me you want HIV. Beg me for a poz load." I obeyed every instruction. I kept my body still, whilst he fucked me hard and fast, replying to his poz verbal. "Give me everything, Sir. Give it to me. I want HIV, infect me. I need poz cum!" After a few minutes, I felt him shudder. He thrust deep and hard, then lay down on top of me. I grabbed the blanket and pulled it back up over us both. A few minutes more, he spoke to me, "Suck me clean, boy. I thought you liked ass to mouth?" I pulled his cock out of my hole and shuffled down the bed to find his softening member. I opened my mouth and enveloped him, tasting his toxic cum and my bloody cunt. I couldn't taste much blood, wondering if I'd dodged the bullet tonight. 'Time will tell,' I told myself. Slinking back up the bed. hoping to be spooned for the rest of the night, I was met with a white plastic strip in front of me. "You're neg, boy. Your test is negative." "I'd almost forgot we did that," I said, moving my back against his chest. "Me, too... I'm glad you're neg. I hope I get to change that," he said, before throwing the test onto the chair and wrapping his arms around me.

The top that introduced me to barebacking like a loose hole, and he wanted me to start wearing plugs. I'd cum over, he'd load me and put the plug back in, and I would go back home and eat the cum out. When I used to top, I actually preferred a loose hole, too.

“I think Dean might be next” said my boyfriend Stone. “He seems up for it.” “Dean?” I replied. “I thought he was strictly a top.” “So was I, if you remember” said Stone, smirking. “From what I hear, his last girlfriend started pegging him and now he’s a bit more vers.” “I didn’t know they’d got him to bottom” I said. “They haven’t. But Rex told me one of the fluffers had told him that he fucked Dean in a bathroom to get him turned on enough to perform.” I let out a bit hearty laugh, realising that Dean must have become a slave to his ass like I had. “But” continued Stone, “they’ve benched him for a bit because his doctor is making him take a break from prep.” “Oh really” I said, smirking. “He messaged me earlier and sounded pretty pissed” he said. “In that case I bet he’d be up for joining us” I said. “Call him, while I go and buy some cameras.” It turns out that Dean Hardrock (stage name of course) was in fact very up for it, as it was only the next day that he turned up at our house with two bottles of wine and a lot of nervous energy. We plied him with a few drinks while sitting out the back smoking cigarettes, and then got down to business. Stone just bluntly asked him what he was hoping for from the night, and after a lot of mumbling and looking at the floor he eventually admitted he wanted to be spitroasted for the first time and otherwise just used for as long as we had the energy. He never mentioned condoms nor asked us about status, and as far as we were concerned it was common knowledge in the industry that Scorpex was a place for poz stars to shine so he should know what he was getting into. With no issues on that front to work through, we encouraged him into the bedroom, got ourselves naked, and then placed him on all fours on the bed. While Stone moved into position to allow Dean to suck him, I stealthily activated the four hidden cameras I had set up around the room. You could tell Dean was inexperienced in this role thanks to his lacklustre oral efforts, so we quickly moved things along by taking turns rimmimg and fingering his pert, tight ass. Stone then went first, sliding his girthy cock into Dean before pausing to allow the man to get used to it. The fuck was initially slow and gentle, but once I had moved round to let Dean suck on my cock, Stone picked up the pace and really let his expertise as a top shine through. Dean moaned throughout, enabling me to push my cock down his throat and force him to stifle his gag reflex, something he would need to learn if we were to bring him over to Scorpex eventually. Stone has legendary stamina, so I had to frequently pull back from Dean’s gradually relaxing throat to stop myself from coming too soon. I made Dean rim me a bit as he got pounded, and then eventually had to stand back and just watch this straight hunk be fucked like he never had been. His grunts and moans let us know he was loving it. When Stone finally blew his toxic load into Dean he roared out in triumph, sweat pouring off him. Dean too was a sweaty mess, but he got no respite as I slammed into his stretched, cummy hole as soon as Stone had withdrawn. I power fucked him while he did his best to clean off Stone’s cock, and soon added my tainted load to his hole. I then plugged him up before we put on our underwear and went out back for another drink and smoke. For round two we took things into the playroom in our basement, which we had fitted out when Stone had decided he wanted somewhere I could be strapped down to a bench or into a sling for men to come by and use without the hassle of having to go out all the time. We already had cameras all over the room, mostly for Stone to be able to watch proceedings from upstairs, with several angles on the sling as he particularly enjoyed watching me lying back and taking it. On this occasion it was Dean who was put into the sling, with his wrists and ankles secured in place. We unplugged him and then took turns fucking his eager hole, until it got too much for us again and we added the third and fourth loads of infected cum to his innards. This time, however, we did not bring him outside with us for a break, choosing instead to set up the fucking machine with a large dildo. I inserted it into him and put it on a variable speed setting, while Stone fetched the ball gag and got Dean into it while he was still too fucked-out to resist. We then turned off the lights and left him in the dark, heading upstairs to have some more drinks and cigarettes out back before deciding to watch some of Dean’s best porn performances together. It was while we were watching a scene Dean had filmed where he did a round robin on three muscled twink bottoms that I got a message from Frank and Bram (the tatted couple I had started hooking up with during quarantine) to see if Stone and I wanted to get fucked by them that night. This was too good an opportunity to miss, so I invited them over to join us in using Dean which they jumped at of course. I suggested they use the separate entrance that went straight down to the basement, and then we got ourselves set up to watch using the multi-screen installation Stone had put together in one of the bedrooms. It only took a few minutes for Frank and Bram to arrive, and we watched as Dean reacted to the lights going on and two strangers walking in the side door of the basement while we was secured in the sling having his ass reamed out by the machine. He started writhing and attempting to yell around the ball gag, but it was to no avail and within moments Bram had pulled back the machine and then slammed his cock into Dean. All resistance then ceased, as the gorgeous straight porn star gave in to the ecstasy of Bram’s long thick cock. His attempted yells became moans of pleasure, at which point Frank removed the gag, turned Dean’s head to the side and inserted his own dick into the man’s mouth. Stone and I watched in awe as the two men absolutely went to town on Dean, repeatedly swapping positions but otherwise never letting up on the frenetic fucking of the porn star’s ass. We eventually decided we needed to be there in person, so headed down to the basement to join them. Thereafter it became a four-way ganging up on Dean, with us having taken his wrists out of the leather cuffs so he could also use his hands to service our cocks while we waited our turn to be back inside him. In all, he got eight more loads, and I knew that Frank and Bram were pretty potent (indeed, they might have been the ones who pozzed me in the first place) so Dean was probably not long for the neg world. We were all pretty exhausted by the end of it, with Frank and Bram wearily making their exit while we finally got Dean down from the sling after plugging him up. He almost needed our help to remain standing as we took a shower together, and then we brought him to our bed for the night. I lay down in front of him and got his dick into me, and then Stone lay down behind, removed the plug and tossed it on the floor, and inserted himself into the fucked-out probably-not-so-straight-anymore hunk. We then all drifted off to sleep in a happy, contented chain. Dean seemed to be in no rush to leave the following morning, and eventually we spent the day at our place talking, swimming in the pool, napping, and of course fucking. Stone and I were a bit more versatile, enjoying a hard fuck each from the experienced top while of course also adding several more loads to his hole, which we otherwise kept plugged up. Even by the evening he didn’t seem to be wanting to leave, so after a few drinks we strapped him down on the fuck bench in the playroom, put in the ball gag again along with a blindfold over his eyes, and then invited a whole series of fuckbuddies of ours to come over and have at it. Stone and I were both quite tired, so we mostly conserved our energy by relaxing for a few hours in front of the multi-screens watching the proceedings, before concluding the night by going down and adding our final loads of the day. Once again, after a three-way shower Dean spent the night sleeping in the middle of a Greg and Stone sandwich. He did eventually leave the next morning after we’d both fucked him a final time, but three days later he was back. We had some more fun, before inviting Frank and Bram to come by and take Dean away with them. He was very nervous about this, but sufficiently drunk and horny that he agreed to go with them back to their place so Stone and I could get sufficient rest to prepare for a shoot we had coming up together out in the desert. Four days later we got back home after a successful couple of days in Nevada. This one had actually been a big deal as Stone had bottomed on camera for the first time in an orgy scene we shot on some boulders in the desert, with me only notionally topping for a bit before being taken by a whole army of men (albeit often in the background as they focused the filming on Stone’s “deflowering”). Anyway, when we got back we soon had a message from Bram saying that they were heading off to Palm Springs for a few days so would be bringing Dean back to us, which floored us both as we had just assumed they would have had their fun for a night before he went home. Evidently he had voluntarily stayed as their live-in cumdump, and had been shared with even more of their network of contacts during that time. This meant he had been taking high viral loads for several days, so PEP was no longer an option for him if he suddenly freaked out and tried to undo things. Dean was an unkempt mess when he was dropped off, so rather than picking up where we left off we instead got him showered, shaved, and dressed in some of my clothes. We then left him in peace by the pool, but kept an eye on him as he gradually seemed to start to deal with things. Later in the day I joined him outside, sitting on a lounger next to him for a while until he eventually spoke up and started asking me questions about my own experiences. “Have I been pozzed?” he asked, a bit out of the blue given we had been mostly talking about sexual identity. “Yes” I said, deciding honesty was probably a good policy at this point. “Are you sure?” “No, you can’t be until you’ve been tested, but I think you probably will be converting soon.” He sat in silence staring at the pool for a while. “Are you poz?” he asked. “Yes” I replied, “and so is Stone.” He nodded, not looking away from the pool. “We’re not on meds either, and neither are most of the men who fucked you” I stated, readying myself for an angry or even violent reaction. However, he remained calm and still, just staring at the pool. “I know” he eventually said. “I already knew.” “You did?” I asked. He nodded, but didn’t say anything else immediately. “I don’t know why I did it” he said after a while. “You were horny” I offered. “No” he said. “I mean, yes, but I could have done something else about that. I chose to come here.” I decided to just remain silent, instead lighting a cigarette and offering him one which he accepted. We then sat and smoked in silence. “Can you fuck me again?” he asked, after stubbing out his cigarette, swivelling round on the lounger and facing me. “Are you sure?” I asked. “Yes” he said. “I can’t think about this shit anymore.” “Well OK” I replied, giving him a warm smile. Dean ended up staying with us for a few days, getting used to a new life he was carving out for himself by being fucked repeatedly, while also spending some time talking to us, reading things on the net or just sitting by the pool thinking about what was to come. We decided to let on about the cameras, and he actually got quite into working with the footage to pull together a well edited record of his days-long likely pozzing. He did eventually go home, but we kept an eye on him and were therefore able to be on hand when the conversion started. We brought him back to ours in a delirious state and took care of him, and once he started to come out the other side we did a quick home test before - and with his blessing - starting to invite others over to fuck or be fucked by him. When he was fully recovered we took him to a clinic for a proper test, and then began the process of getting him signed to Scorpex with us as ‘sponsors’ of sorts. Releasing the homemade footage onto the net helped with that for sure, such was the public reaction (a mix of celebration and dismay). Where the studio wanted me to maintain the versatility I had shown in my last place, and they have only just started to get Stone bottoming on camera, with Dean they cast him as 100% submissive from the moment he transferred over. It’s actually amusing to re-watch films from the first stage of his career, as it’s hard to correlate that the needy, greedy bottom we now know is the same man. He’s never really talked to us about how he feels about us deliberately pozzing him, and actually we don’t see him that much anymore as he seems to always be out on the hunt for cock. However, he did get in touch recently to let us know that he’d seen another of our gay-for-pay former studio stablemates breeding a guy in a club, suggesting that this hunk might be open to a bit of play off-camera. Suffice it to say that Stone and I have started making plans…

This matter of punishing even people who use a VPN is even more dangerous than the "anti-porn" laws themselves. This is the introduction to government censorship I'm not one of those believing in conspiracy or stuff, I talk as a computer professional: true that VPN's and anonymizers are sometimes used to harm, but well, even knives. Even cars... And PILLOWS have been used to kill, sometimes. So? Do we give punishments to people having a pillow at home? The most serious problem is that politicians proposing and voting these rules, use an existing problem (need to protect minors from inappropriate contents), for making citizens accept strict anti-freedom rules. And why all of this? Because they do not want to make the effort of working in EDUCATION. It's hard to do, it's long and slow, but it's long-lasting too. I'm European and many countries are discussing these "internet-killer" laws too. Voting is the only way we have, to defend ourselves! But when they put children in propaganda, for non-rational people it's very very difficult! I have a 15-months-old nephew, my twin sister's giving me a niece in 2024, who knows what I'd do if someone ever tries to put their hands on my family. But I'm enough rational and experienced in Internet and computers, to understand that prohibition is not effective. It represses adults, who then might even between violent to the same children they want to protect. If you don't have access to porn any longer what do you do? With the horniness you used to satisfy seeing naked folks on video/pic, you just try to manipulate ordinary social networks and chats visitors, to get them naked in your private chat sessions. That's all. P.S. - same to make porn access difficults, are the same to promote weapons! Sorry, I'm always frank while I talk. As usual.

The bug chasing and gift giving sections on this site are quite popular, so the timing of when poz guys go on meds is directly relevant to a lot of the guys on the site since it's kinda obvious that the longer you stay off meds the more bug chasers you're likely to poz. The main study that people cite when they tell you to go on meds immediately after infection is the START study. You can read the result of the study here: Initiation of Antiretroviral Therapy in Early Asymptomatic HIV Infection That study divided people into 1) start right away, or 2) start when the person's CD4 (t-cell count) was around 350 (which is above 250 where the person would be diagnosed with AIDS). Most medical professionals will tell you that you improve your odds of staying healthy by going on meds as quickly as possible. And that's technically true, but the benefits of going on meds quickly aren't as large as they often imply. The first thing to realize is that the word "significant" in a scientific study has a different meaning than it does in everyday use. Statistical significance is directly related to the sample size used in the study (the number of people being studied). The rule of thumb is that sample sizes of 1,000 or more will result in statistically significant results. The START study had a sample size of 4,685. Because they have a sample size 4x bigger than is needed all of their results are statistically significant. So when you read the results of the study (or read someone talking about the study) you can ignore the word "significant" - in this context it doesn't mean what it means when it's used in everyday conversation. Since all the results are statistically significant, it's literally meaningless. It's like reiterating "…and that was concluded off of a large study". For starters their big measure was whether someone had significant health complications over the study period which was 3 years on average. 42 people in the immediate start had complications, 96 in the delayed start had complications (page 799). So yes, you're a bit more than twice as likely to have complications if you delay the start. BUT 42/2326 = 1.8% over 3 years (so 0.6% per year) vs 96/2359 = 4.1% over 3 years (so 1.4% per year). If it were a matter of doubling a 10% risk, I could see the point. And from a public health perspective I get the point. But from a personal perspective a 1.4% chance of a complication each year isn't that much. They actually say as much… So if you're someone who already has serious health issues that would be complicated by HIV - absolutely go on meds quickly, because every little bit can help you. Or if you want to make sure you don't transmit HIV to anyone else - absolutely go on meds quickly. But apart from issues like that - it's your body, your health - you're allowed to choose not to go on meds right away. Do what makes the most sense in your situation. The other issue with the study was that six of the (numerous) sponsors of the study were pharmaceutical companies. Most of the discussion of this study makes it sound like it's imperative that people start HIV meds immediately. I worked in pharmaceutical marketing in the late 90s. We recruited "thought leaders" who would push other doctors to do what the pharmaceutical companies wanted them to do. The fact that a study that said that "the absolute differences were fairly small" is getting spun to "you must go on meds immediately" - that's doctors saying what the pharma companies want them to say. The pharma companies got their thought leaders to convince other doctors to say that. When it's done well the process is really subtle. I know because that was literally our job (for other drugs/conditions) - the company I worked for published journal articles for pharma companies and organized promotional and non-promotional meetings for them. The non-promotional meetings were often fairly ethical (e.g. getting the word out to busy doctors about a new, effective drug). But in hindsight the promotional meetings and the journal articles (where bad results are never published) were usually really unethical. The promotional meetings were often at ski resorts, or golf clubs. Even the quickie follow-up meetings were at really expensive restaurants. I should also mention that the START study was published in 2015 and there's been more research since then that's pointed to other possible benefits of starting meds early. But the research I'm aware of is mostly about whether people can be completely cured of HIV at some point in the future and those studies have hinted that there's the possibility that having gone on meds quickly will help in that respect - but AFAIK there hasn't been any firm conclusions on that since only about two people have ever been permanently cured of HIV (via a procedure with a 20% fatality rate - they were cancer patients so the risk made sense). And I want to make clear - I'm absolutely opposed to the "never take meds" folks. Yes, you have the right to commit suicide, but I'm never going to encourage someone to do so. And it literally is suicide to not ever take meds, or to take them haphazardly once you need to start them. The medical/scientific community generally agrees that you absolutely should go on them when your CD4 drops into the 350 to 500 range. Please go on at least by that point. A 1.4% per year risk of mostly non-fatal problems isn't crazy. But in the mid-90s (before ARVs came out) I cared for a lover who died of AIDS - it's not pretty and it is literally suicidal to want that experience when there are meds to prevent it. As a bottom line I'll repeat - it's your body - make the informed decision that you're most comfortable with. Your doctor should not make you feel like you're crazy if you want to wait a bit to go on meds (provided your CD4 stays over the 350-500 range).

Part 6 Remember the shard guy #1 left me? Well it’s now like 9:00am and I’m starting to loose my high, so booty bump to the rescue! I’m starting to feel the shard take full effect as I’m on my phone going through Grindr, A4A, and BBRT looking for the next! This time Grindr come through again! The guy I invite over is about 30, jet black hair, blue eyes, white, 5’ 11” 180, and a 7c cock! I’m seriously in love! He’s so fucking cute, but what I want now is his load! I pretty much waste no time getting him naked, sucking his cock for a minute and the hitting poppers he gave me. Once he’s rock hard and lubed up with my spit, I assume the position on my back and guide him in (bareback of course, best part is neither one of us discussed condoms or anything!). His cock feels amazing as it’s thrusting in and out of my spun hole that, thanks to the booty bump is even hungrier for cock and cum! As he continues to fuck me Im pulling him close so our bodies are rubbing all over each other and my hands are feeling every part of him! He started off rather quiet but quickly became a verbal dom top and was taking out all his pent up aggression fucking me! He asks if I’ve had any loads yet and I tell him only one from yeasterday. He looks at me and says “that’s too bad, I love mixing my load in with others” I confess the truth and doing so turned him on so much he starts fucking me harder, completely balls deep and wrecking my spun cum hole! I’ve got my legs spread as wide as they’ll go, my hands on his ass pulling him in as close as possible! Suddenly he asks if I want his load. I let out a loud “fuck yeah, breed my spun cumhole. Please, oh god please give me your load, I’ll do anything you want!” Since I mentioned being spun, he slows down and pulls his cock out. In a panic I thought “oh shit, he’s not cool with this! I’m not getting his load 😩” He gets close to my face and says “you tweakers are all the same, you’ll do anything for a load.” Unsure of what to say or do, I apologize for not telling him and assume the session is over. He looks at me confused and says “babe, I love tweaker cumdumps! In fact you’re my favorite because you’re by far the hottest one around. Guess what, I’m fucking high too”. Suddenly relieved, I ask him why he stopped fucking me? He pulls me up, takes me into the bathroom, and tells me to get in the bathtub with my ass in the air. I comply without question and he says if I’m truly a spun out cumdump, I’ll let him do anything. I tell him that he owns me and I’m willing to do anything! “You ever had chem piss” He asks? I tell him it’s been years but whatever he wants I’ll do! He gets in the tub with me and I feel this stream of hot chempiss on my back, only for a moment though. Soon he puts his cock in my ass and begins to fill it with his chem piss! ...to be continued 😈

I've only been fucked once by a PA. I don't know the size of it? But, it was a very large gauge. His cock was rather large and thick with a large mushroom head as well. So the whole package was quite amazing. I do have to admit it felt incredible to be fucked by him. He was a hard and agressive top. It was a mixture of pain and pleasure. His PA was hitting and rubbing against my prostate. It make me cum while he was fucking me. But, I do have to say it put me out of action for a few days. My prostate was bruised and tender. It was 4 or 5 days before I could take dick in my ass again without pain. While I loved the experience, I've been hesitant to take a PA in my ass again.

Loads should always go inside. Eating out my cum from a bottom's ass is a huge fetish for me--even better if he'll let me kiss him after.