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Part 2 Once Dan had found my vein and placed my hand on his shorts but I could feel his cock and the way it was feeling in my hand it felt very thick. Then he said you ready and before I could say anything I saw some blood come out then started to push the plunger down and before he was even finished I started to cough and my ears felt they were on fire as that warm rushing feeling that I have never experienced started to take over. My mind was a haze that I didn't even notice that he had finished until I felt my arm being lifted up and something on my wrist then I felt the same on my other arm. I remember trying to move my arms and I couldn't but my mind was so hazy and now my body is feeling the full affect of the slam that warm rushing feeling started from my ears and down my body. Then I hear Paul say that he is going to do his and walked towards the end of the bed. The next thing that I start to feel is my hole getting warm and starts to twitch and throb something that I never had felt before. Trying to see what is happening but my eyes are having trouble focusing. Then I hear Paul ask Dan how much he gave me, Dan said let's just say that it was good enough for him to let us have fun with him. Then he said look at him he's enjoying it. My hole was starting to twitch and throb even more and for some reason I wanted to start touching it and I tried to move my arm again kinda pulling hard and felt resistant. Then Paul said yeah I definitely think enjoying it just look at his hole it is literally twitching and throbbing for something as he was already between my legs then I felt something warm and wet against my hole and when I looked down I was in shock as I saw Paul starting to rim my hole and once I felt his mouth and tongue I had tried to control my reaction but I couldn't I started to moan and without realizing it I started to lift my legs up and as soon as I did Paul put his hands on the back of my legs and pushed them back a little and when he does that my body shakes as I really feel his tongue rimming me as much as I try to control myself I can't. While Paul is rimming me I start to feel his mouth sucking on my hole as he pushes my legs back more exposing my hole even more. As I am in total loss I didn't even notice that Dan had just slammed himself, it wasn't until I felt my head turn a little to the left as Dan was getting on it and when he did I felt something touching my mouth and it was somewhat wet. My vision was starting to get better so when I looked to see what was wet and on my mouth I thought I was just imagining what I was seeing. Dan had his cock in his hand and he was starting to rub his cock on my lips and my lips were getting wetter and wetter. When he moved his hand away from his cock and he saw my reaction he said that he gets the same reaction every time. He had an average size cock but it was very thick( about the size of a beer can) no lie. As he is moving his cock back and forth on my lips with his pre-cum coating my lips. My mind starts to kick in and realizes that there is no way that I am going to let him put his cock in my mouth, just as I am thinking that something else is telling me yes you are and as much as I want to get up and leave my mind and body are saying no so I make no effort to move. I am brought out of my thoughts when I hear Paul asking Dan to help him as I feel my legs being pushed back. I look and see Paul now standing up and between my legs as he has my left leg in his hand, then I feel something going around my ankle and tied up to the bedpost and then the same happens to my right ankle once they have my wrist and ankles tied to the bed knowing that I can't do anything about it. I try to struggle(with little effort) as Paul is standing between my legs he starts telling Dan about how my hole is nice and wet but he's is kinda tight. Suddenly my hips jerks up and out as I feel Paul take the head of his cock and starts rubbing it up and down on my exposed hole. Uncontrollably my hips continue to move up and out as I start to moan and when I start to moan and when I do my mouth slightly opens and forgetting about Dan rubbing his cock against my lips and when my mouth slightly opens I feel the head of his cock start going in my mouth and just the head of his cock was already trying to open my mouth more. As Dan had just the head of his cock in my mouth and started to push the head of his cock deeper as he did my mouth started to open up and then I felt the sides of my mouth starting to stretch. Then I was reminded of Paul being between my legs as I felt my hole starting to open up as the head of his cock found my hole and he had started to push it in more. He kept saying how tight my hole was but it felt good. Once I felt the head of his cock go in my hole I gasped and when I did I felt my mouth open up as the huge head of Dan's cock went deeper. Then reality kicks in feeling Paul trying to get his big and thick in my hole and Dan's average size but very very thick trying to fuck my mouth and throat what is going to happen when they find out about me and my gag reflex issue or if they can't fuck me because my hole is to tight. I was just about to find out. As Paul had moved away from me and walked over to the table was, I remembered that was where the bottles of poppers were there and that is where Dan had put the little black bag he came back with which had the needles and the Tina. I saw Paul going in the bag and then closed it up and picked up a couple bottles of the poppers and got back between my legs. He handed Dan the bottles of poppers and said take care of him, with the huge head of Dan's cock almost in my mouth he laughs and says no problem as he starts to twist the cap off the poppers and holds it inches from my nostrils. Without even taking a hit off it I can still feel how strong it is. They tell me to take 3 real big hits and on the 3rd hold it in for as long as I can. After I take the 2nd hit my head is spinning and then I take the 3rd and hold it as Paul moves them all. Once I took the 3rd hit that is when I found out if I was going to be able to handle either one of them. Paul said to Dan let's switch. My mind was so hazy and dizzy I didn't even realize that they were going to change positions and then I felt it as Paul took the head of his cock and put one of his hands on the back of my head and just started to push his cock in my mouth and once he did he started to move back and forth while pushing my head towards him, I could feel the head of his cock easily opening and stretching my mouth,jaw and towards my throat. Then I felt something pushing up against my hole and when I did my body had reacted in a way it shouldn't have because once I felt Dan trying to get the thick head of his in my hole my hips had lifted up. The way they had me on the bed with my legs spread opened and pushed back just far enough that my hole was already being exposed just as fast as my hips went up they came back down just as fast and when they did my hole was directly above the head of his cock and when my hips came down I gasped as I felt my hole just slide on the very thick head of his cock and then I felt hands on both sides of my hips holding and pulling me down. I thought I was about to pass out when I felt the head of his cock stretch my hole as it went in more once he had his head completely in. He reached for the poppers and told Paul to have me take 5 big hits as Dan slowly started to pull his cock out. As I was taking the hits off the poppers each time I would hold it in a little longer. After the 4th hit I thought it was to much as my head was spinning and my eyes were rolling back. Paul said 1 more time and when I took the last hit Paul held the poppers longer so the last hit was strong and I held it. I thought the poppers were having a different affect as I felt like my hole was on fire( what I didn't know or even feel)white Paul was having me hit the poppers Dan had put a couple big shards in my hole that is why it felt like it was on fire. Once I hit the poppers the 5th time all my muscles seemed to give in as I felt Dan grab my hips and started to move them up and down on his very thick cock. I couldn't yell or scream from his cock opening and stretching my hole completely around his cock because Paul was had his hands on my head as he was not only pushing his cock down my throat but at the same time he was facking my mouth and throat and he was enjoying it as he would push my head forward every time he pushed deeper. My mind went hazy again and I started to moan as the 2 of them were opening my holes and I am enjoying it. The shards started to work and I had completely lost it Dan still had his hands on my hips but he was just holding them as he was stretching my hole when I felt Dan's cock slide back and started to go deeper my body took over just as he started to go deeper and my hips dropped down and I not only heard Dan let out a loud moan as I felt the thick head of his cock go in deeper and whatever resistance was there gave in as my hole slide completely down on the very thick cock and then he grabbed my hips hard and held me there as he moaned in my ear. I couldn't believe that Dan had got his very thick cock in my hole and I don't think that he had either as he was breathing heavily in my ear saying how tight my hole feels around his hole, Paul was in his own world as he was still holding my head with his hands and fucking my mouth and throat, my jaw and mouth was hurting as he had picked up the pace. When he would push his cock completely down my throat he would hold my head as my nose was pushed in against him. Dan started to lick and suck on my ear and then he whispered in my ear you know you want to do it, what is stopping you, come on show me that you want it. As he started to pull back and he pulled back to the point where the head of his cock was in me and right before he pulled away from my ear he whispered again and said I'll help you and just as he started to push in I lifted my hips up and the head of his cock popped out but my hips had already started to come back down and when they did I pushed down as fast and as hard as I could and I just started to ride up and down on this very thick cock. Paul was encouraging me to go faster on Dan's cock as he began to go faster I had drooled running down my chin. The shards that Dan had put in my hole was in full affect as Paul was encouraging me to ride Dan's thick cock and started to fuck my mouth and throat faster my body took control of my mind as they started to move up and down on Dan's cock both of my holes were getting fucked for about a good 10 minutes before I heard Paul start to moan and grabbed my head as he let his big load shoot completely down my throat making sure that I take every drop off it and at the same time I felt Dan grab my hips as he pushed his cock completely in my hole I felt his cock start to twitch and throb so I squeezed my muscles on his cock and then released just as I felt the biggest load I ever felt. When Paul finished cumming down my throat he pulled out his cock and to my surprise he was still hard as a rock his cock was completely soaked and he still had some cum coming out of his cock so he told me to take care of it so I put my lips just around the head and slowly started to suck in and used the tip of my tongue and licked the cum that continued to drip out and once I was done i could feel Dan's cock in my hole and just to make sure that I got every drop from him when I started to lift my hips up I squeezed my muscles around his cock and slowly lifted my hips up until I heard the head of his cock pop out of my hole I still was squeezing my muscles and I could feel the cum that filled up my hole start to drip out. Paul asked Dan are you glad that I told you to drop by and to stay, Dan said he was glad to drop by and decided to stay, but what they said next had got me really hot and horny. They said not only are we done with you, we'll have fun again but it's time to give you what we have already planned for you. Confused about what they were talking about they just looked at me and said. That tonight I am going to be getting more cum and cock that I can take. But for now you can take a break from us but your hole isn't going on break. Paul had walked over to the closet and I couldn't see what he was doing all I could hear was him rummage through the drawers and Dan had walked over to the table. I saw him open the black bag up and pulled out a small bottle and something else out of a plastic bag. Whatever he had in the bottle he had poured it in another glass and then he filled the bottle up with some water and walked over to me and forced something in my mouth and forced me to drink the bottle. Once he knew that I had swallowed whatever he forced in my mouth. He told Paul that he just gave me the pill and some more g. Then Paul said that should hold him over until the other guys show up. I saw Paul wheeling out some kind of machine and something else that was in a bag. To be continued.

It all started so innocently - well, as innocently as an exchange on BBRT can. I was perusing all the guys in my small state when I came across someone I hadn't noticed before. He was a vers top, and one of his pics showed an impressive Prince Albert - a heavy gauge loop that looked like it could do some damage while feeling amazing at the same time. It hung from a pretty impressive cock, too. Hard it looked to be about 7 inches and fairly thick. Scanning through his profile I could see he was a chubby guy with a big scruffy beard. And his status read Undetectable. Naturally, being the slut I am, I reached out. It didn't take long for him to respond, and we struck up a conversation. He loves chubs like me so was immediately interested. We chatted back and forth a bit, and then he asked, "You know I'm poz, right?" "I noticed," was my reply. For a moment I wondered why he would point it out when it was clear on his profile, but then the 'what if' occurred to me. "Detectable?" I asked. "Yup," he replied. "VL is 850,000" I had no way to tell if he was being truthful or not. Maybe he was just seeing if he could scare me off. If that was in fact the case, it had quite the opposite effect. My cock got rock hard as I read his note, and I told him so. "Good pig 😈," was his response. That was all I needed. I was hooked. I gave him my number so we could continue texting. As soon as he had it, my phone dinged - it was a chest photo more recent than the one on his profile, showing a huge red-and-black biohazard tattoo above his right nipple. Now I was double hooked! As anyone who has read my other writings will tell you, I've been chasing, but not really chasing, the bug for years. I am an avowed bareback-only bottom and a passionate cum dump. Since I took my first raw cock more than 15 years ago, I have known that one day it would result in a positive test result. I made my peace with that long ago, which has allowed me to maintain the slut lifestyle I so enjoy. The only surprise to me, honestly, is the fact that in 15 years and hundreds and hundreds of loads, the only thing I ever picked up was a case of syph, years ago - which cleared with a single penicillin treatment. Now, here was a guy offering to knowingly give me his strain, to give me his gift and start me on the next stage of my journey. The only thing that might make things difficult for us was distance. We lived at opposite ends of a state with lots of traffic and no direct east-west route from him to me. Still, he was willing to travel. He told me weekdays were best - they are for me too - and that he would drive to a motel I designated. And what's more, he would bring a mask so he could record my pozzing and post it on his Twitter - something I've always fantasized about. And it kept getting better. We started talking less than a week before a cum dump session I had scheduled for myself at a local motel, so I already had plans to be ass-up and taking loads. "Why don't you come at the end of my event?" I said to him. "You can eat the other loads out of my hole and replace them with your toxic load." "😈" was all he replied. And so it was that at a cum dump session last week, I received his poz load for the first time. I kept myself in a popper haze the entire time as cock after cock slid inside my hole and filled me with cum. I lost count of how many guys had used me over the course of the 4 hours I hosted, and for once I didn't care. My mind was fixated the entire time on what was to come after everyone else left. The flow of anonymous tops slowly ebbed as the end time approached. With about 15 minutes left to go, I heard the door open. "Don't turn around, pig," came a voice, and I knew it was him. I was ass-up on the bed, so I kept my eyes focused on the headboard. He placed a blindfold over my eyes, then slid a ski mask over my head. I heard the door lock. "Event's over. Time for me to ruin your life." My cock, which normally remains soft throughout a cum dump session even when guys pay attention to it, grew instantly hard. He wouldn't be ruining my life, he would be enhancing it while at the same time bringing it to its inevitable, eventual conclusion. I longed for the freedom both would provide. He grew quiet, then I heard the telltale signs of clothes being shed. There were a couple of faint clunks from the dresser behind me and the table to my left, and I guessed that he was setting up camera equipment to capture the last moments of my life as an HIV-negative bottom, and my rebirth into the poz brotherhood. At last I felt his hands on my ass. He caressed it, and in my mind's eye I pictured him admiring this big, round ass that he was about to defile. Or maybe he was appreciating the amount of cum running down my balls and soaking the sheet. I gave a little push, and felt more cum slip out and run down my balls to join the rest. "Mmmmmm," I heard him mutter. Then his tongue was on my hole. He spread my cheeks as widely apart as he could as he licked and slurped and sucked at my pucker. After what felt like an eternity, but was probably no more than five minutes, he stood up behind me. "There," he announced. "All clean. You ready for my poz load, pig?" I didn't think it was possible for my cock to get any harder, yet somehow it did. It felt as though I could penetrate a steel plate. I had never in my life been that hard. "Yesssss," I hissed plaintively. "Poz me, pleeeeease!" Without another word, he slid his cock balls-deep into my hole in one fluid motion. He was on the thicker side, and I felt him stretch my hole as he entered. But I didn't feel his PA. Seemingly sensing my thoughts, he said, "I left out the piercing for the first round. Don't worry, once my poz babies are inside you I'll put it in so I can tear you up as I give you a second load." I melted blissfully into the bed as he grabbed my hips and began to rhythmically slide back and forth, in and out, savoring my hole as he prepared to change my life forever. It sounds a little strange, but in that moment I felt at home, like I was doing what I had always been meant to do, like I was fulfilling my destiny. His cock was just long enough to massage my prostate in the best possible way, and the precum streamed from my cock and collected on the bed with the leftover cum from the past four hours. Between the popper fog and the sensations emanating from my insides and the sheer realization of what I was doing, I was truly in hog heaven. Before long his pace began to quicken, and as he fucked me harder and faster my prostate responded. For the first time in my life, I felt an orgasm already building as he grabbed my hips extra-hard and began pounding me relentlessly. "You want this poz load, pig?" he asked loudly. "Yes, please!" I cried in response. "Please poz me!" "Here it comes, pig," he growled. "You're never gonna be the same again." That was all I needed. The pressure that had been building inside me exploded, and my cock shot a huge load onto the bed as I felt him pumping his poz load deep inside me. He held still for a moment as the pulses subsided, then released my hips. Spent, I collapsed onto the bed, a sweaty, panting, and very content mess. "You're not done," he said matter-of-factly. He turned my head and I felt the tip of his cock press against my lips. I eagerly sucked his cock clean. He left me laying on the bed as he turned off the cameras. "That's gonna make for a great post," he said. "All my followers are going to love watching you become a little poz piggy." I was still trying to compose myself, so I said nothing in response. He let me lie there a while as he puttered around the room. At one point I heard the rustle of fabric, then a short time later a metallic 'click'. He climbed on the bed, straddling my legs, and began kissing my ass cheeks. Slowly he worked his way up my back, sending little electric shocks down my spine. He continued to move up my body toward my head, until I felt a cold sensation against my well-used hole. As promised, he had put in his PA. By now I was so gaped that he slipped in easily. I was amazed at how hard his cock was so quickly after he had cum. "Now, to make sure it takes," he grunted. He grabbed my shoulders and locked his ankles with mine, pressing me into the bed as he began his assault. My hole exploded in a burning pain as he began to work his shaft in and out. I struggled, trying to shift my body toward the headboard to lessen the pressure, but he held me firmly. He never missed a beat as he pumped his cock in and out, tearing up my hole to let his poz babies do their work. "Mmmmm, fuck," he moaned in my ear. "This hole feels soooo good, pig." I grunted in pain but did not reply, which seemed to spur him on. He began pumping more quickly, slamming his hips into my ass and pressing me into the bed. "Here it comes, pig," he hissed. "If the first one didn't take, this one sure will." With that, I felt the telltale pulses of his cock against my sphincter as he dumped a second toxic load deep into my guts. He collapsed on my back, spent from the effort. He lay there for a few minutes as his cock deflated inside me, then got up. "Don't move," he instructed me. "I didn't video that one, but I gotta get some pics of that hole." I remained still as I heard a number of clicks from his phone, each of my destroyed and now pozzed ass. Then he dressed, and as he took the mask and blindfold off my head he instructed me to continue staring at the headboard. The room door opened and the sounds of the street outside flooded in for a moment until the latch clicked shut once more. I looked around and confirmed that he had indeed left. I made the decision to stay a while longer and rest. My ass still felt like it was on fire, but I reveled in the knowledge that it meant I had fulfilled my destiny. After all, "No pain, no gain!" Finally the time came for me to head home. Tomorrow was a work day, after all. But much more than that, it was also the first day of the rest of my life, and I couldn't wait to get it started. I was at work the next day when I received a text from my gifter with a series of web links all pointing to Twitter. I bolted for the bathroom and locked myself in a stall so I could see what he sent me. I clicked each link in succession and watched in rapt fascination as my pozzing unfolded for all the world to see, just as I had always fantasized. My cock grew instantly hard and I was so turned on that I had to jack off then and there. I put my earbuds in so I could listen to the audio, then watched the last video in the series again as I stroked my cock. As I got to the moment when I begged for his poz cum I shot a huge load and a couple of drops hit the back of the stall door. A couple of drops of my poz cum. The thought sent shivers down my spine. By now the drops of cum had formed streaks down the back of the door, and one had even dripped onto the floor. I cleaned up and pushed the door open, leaving my seed behind for the next guy. Who knows? Maybe there was a toilet pig in the office who would enjoy a treat. As I went back to my desk, my phone buzzed again. It was my gifter. "We're doing that again tomorrow," he said, "and as often as we can until you test positive." He didn't have to tell me twice! I was still so turned on that I went back to the bathroom to rub out another one. I chose a different stall this time. Hey, maybe there are two toilet pigs in the office.

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)

This so-called policy of mass deportation is rubbish and needs to be called out for what it is. Its racist, it makes no economic sense and will be impossible to implement. Just like the wall that the Mexicans were going to pay for. Just bull-shit. Who is their right mind would vote for a policy that:- 1. Removes potentially 10 - 11 million consumers from the US economy 2. Removes potentially 10 - 11 million who are at the moment, largely, self-supporting; they're not on Government benefits except at the margins 3. Removes potentially 10- 11 million aspiring citizens, maybe 4 - 5 million who presently work, some paying taxes, carrying out many menial but necessary jobs (think picking the seasonal vegetable & fruit crops - who's going to do all that if they're gone?). Document them and make them citizens and they all pay tax. Importantly, they are the economic aspirants to middle-class life, and therefore will earn more and spend more. 4. Incurs massive costs to the Budget to construct and run concentration camps across the US to hold the deportees. And to fund ICE in the pursuit of the deportees - think Nazi Germany from the 1930's-on. And guess what? The faster the camps are filled and people (lets not forget that word) deported - the economic benefits (see 1 - 3 above) reduce. You get the idea. The policy is a big net economic negative, before humanity is even considered. Growing economies need more workers and consumers, not less. If you want to achieve something like a net economic positive, then deport 10 -11 million senior citizens! My last point is that logistically the Trump policy is IMPOSSIBLE to implement. If Trump has 48 month term, and get's going fast, and has, say, 40 months to achieve his deportation (ethnic cleansing) that means the rate of deportation must be minimum 250,000 per month (assuming 10 million). There are not enough ships and planes available to move that many people. In 1945 the US Government brought 4 million US troops home for Christmas. That required most of the transport resources of the US Military, built up over 4 years of war. A massive undertaking. And these folk came home to marching-band receptions. Consider the "homecoming" reception for the 10 - 11 million of Trump's deportees. No marching bands for them. Maybe bullets instead. So this Trump policy should be called for what it is, BULLSHIT. Hopefully the genuine American voters will see through the bullshit and not vote for it, or those of low-character who promote it. Their policies reflect back on them.

The doorbell rang at 8:30 PM on chilly wet Thursday evening at the start of long four-day Easter weekend in mid April. I left work at 4:00 PM that day and headed home, where, upon walking through the door, I witnessed my housemates, Chris and Will frantically rushing about preparing for a trip they had booked at the last minute to Greece. When they decided to look at going away I couldn’t get all the time off work and I would go with them later in the year. Their cases packed they ran out the house to head to the airport, closing the door behind them. I looked forward to four days of bliss and doing nothing. Will sent me a text telling me they were boarding the flight, followed by a text from Chris which read "Sorry to do this as it slipped my mind at the time. A guy called Barry may come at 8:30 PM. Please give him my apologies and I will contact him when I get back.” Typical, I thought. How typical I should be asked to clean up his messy arrangements. I had some dinner and sat down to watch a film. Chris was a bit of a put it about town guy, whereas Will quieter but still a sex maniac. I was 26 and just a normal guy at 5’8", average build, not such a sex maniac but enjoyed a good love maker. Just after the opening credits had passed, and before the main action commenced, there was a knock at the door. Opening the front door I was greeted by a male voice asking “Oh, hello, is Chris here?” “Are you Barry?” I asked. He nodded in reply, and, noticing he was wet from the rain I invited him in explaining “I am sorry but Chris is on a flight to Greece, last minute holiday booking.” As he looked and muttered thought it was to good to be true, I explained again that it was a very last minute thing. I offered him a chance to dry off and made a coffee. Barry was late 40’s 5’11” slim build with a mohican style haircut cut and goatee beard. He took his coat off and sat down as I handed him his coffee. We chatted a while and he had travelled five hours on the train and was set to spend the weekend with Chris. “That’s unusual for Chris to invite someone to stay the weekend. What were you planning on doing?” I asked out of interest. “He wanted to spend the time having me breeding him to knock him up.” Not quite fully understanding what he meant I asked him to explain it a bit more. “He wanted me to bareback fuck and shoot my toxic seed into his arse all weekend,” Barry replied. “You was going to poz him?” To my shock he nodded in affirmation. Being in his presence was quite intoxicating and dangerous I thought, still I asked “Are you heading back tonight?” “No, last train has gone.” “Well you could stay over and head back in the morning,” I offered, thinking that it should be fine. He gratefully accepted my invitation, stepped over to me and thanked me with a kiss on the cheek and a cuddle. Did I linger to long or did he as I still had my arms wrapped around him as he looked at me and smiled “Do you like to make love or fuck?” he asked, taking me by surprise. “More love making,” I replied as he gently caressed my cheek with his hand and his mouth moved towards mine he kissed me on the mouth tenderly several times. “I don’t bareback at all though,” I pointedly explained. He continued his tender kissing moving down my throat and back to my mouth where his lips parted as they rested on mine his tongue flickered in to my mouth and I was swallowed up sexual prowess. We made our way to my bedroom as he kissed me more deeply our mouths locked together as he started undressing me and himself till we stood naked. He gently pushed me towards the bed until I fell on to it, looking up at his hairy chest flowing down to a beautifully erect eight inch thick cock. I felt his cock on my lips as I gladly took the head in to my mouth licking and caressing moving up and down the shaft I noticed a slight salty taste of precum as I continued to massage his cock with my mouth. He pushed me back till I was laying flat on my back and climbed on top of me and continued to kiss me deep and slow. By now I was totally in his power and finding him more and more sexually attractive. His legs started to move mine up around his hips into the missionary position, as he did so I felt the head of his cock rubbing against my hole as my hips pushed upwards. Still lip locked he took my responsiveness as a sign I was ready as his hips gyrated positioning the tip of his cock on my hole, the pressure increased and my hole parted as his head slipped in my back arched up at the pain. His kissing arousing me even further as I felt a bigger surge of pain as he started pushing his thick shaft deeper into my arse until the searing pain stopped and I relaxed. He positioned his arm around my neck to hold my head as he moved his head towards my ear breathing hot air he whispered “I am going to make love to you properly,” he murmured, looking into my eyes as he started slow gently rocking of his hips against mine. Catching my breath I involuntarily moaned. His mouth sought mine with a new tenderness and we became one as our bodies entwined his paved quickened. The pain began to hit again as we had been making love for nearly half an hour and his hips were thrusting forward with more power and speed, he released me from our kiss as his mouth moved to me as his arm around my neck pulling me in tighter he began moaning and grunting louder and louder as his hips bucked and pounded into me. I was lost in ecstasy begging him to make love to me, he let a guttural moan “I’m breeding, yeah, I'm planting my seed in your beautiful body." His hip slammed against mine grinding away as I felt his cock give a big jolt as my arse filled with his warm seed, pulsation after pulsation of seed shooting in me as he held me tight and deep on his cock. He kissed my neck and found my mouth again as we locked together again. We lay together as he turned the light out and fell asleep. As morning came around I woke up to find him lying on his back, as I turned on to my side I felt him roll on to his side coming up behind me his arm went around my body he kissed my neck. I felt his stiff cock rubbing at my arse before he gently eased it in to my hole and pushed me on my stomach. He positioned himself and fucked me hard and rough. The discomfort I was feeling made me struggle slightly which he seemed to enjoy as he started pounding harder. As he moaned and kissed my neck as I felt his cock twitching as it released another toxic load in to my body. Laying on top of me, his cock buried deep inside, panic came over me as I considered what I had just done. Sensing as much, he cuddled me, calming me whispering sweetly in my ear “You're mine now, I own you." Completely seduced by him he asked me if I wanted him to stay until Monday as he enjoyed making love and knocking me up. Against better judgement I agreed, knowing that I was letting this real man make love to me planting his toxic seed inside me. The weekend turned out to be amazing as the sex was very spontaneous as there was no fumbling around for condoms.

Apologies for taking a while to continue this but here it is -another chapter. Enjoy guys! ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Once I opened the front door I knew that I’d made the biggest mistake of my life. Probably. The group of men standing on the front porch were all skinny and sickly looking. Haggard. They also all looked very pleased to see me. What am I thinking? I’m standing here totally naked in front of them -of course they’re happy to see me! I must have been a little stunned because they surged forward and forced me to step back into the house, and suddenly I was surrounded. I felt hands and mouths all over my body. This felt very much like when two dogs meet for the first time -they circle and sniff each other, and shove their snouts in some very private areas. Yeah, my dick was definitely hard again. And my hole was throbbing in anticipation. Shit, did I really want all of these wasted looking men dumping their tainted seed in me? My mind was whirling like I was spun on something, but I wasn’t. It was the overwhelming surge of adrenaline and hormones clouding my mind. I wasn’t thinking straight. I wasn’t in my right mind. If I was in my right mind I would have gone out that door when Dan left earlier. Instead I stayed. Stupid. And why? Because it felt good. It felt exciting in a way I didn’t understand. Am I such a slave to my senses that I would throw away all logic and reason for the sake of my lust? Without realizing it, I found myself being led through the house by all of those men, down into the basement/dungeon. I don’t think there is any hope of getting out of this now. Why did I agree in the first place? I don’t even know Dan well enough to care if Steve carried through with his blackmail threat. Okay, so I’m a nice guy and I thought, what the heck, another fuck. Boy, did I get that wrong. Steve is not just some simple random fuck. He’s sick -literally. And he’s twisted. When I found myself being strapped over a fuck bench my mind cleared and my new reality came flooding in. I’ve already taken his load. It’s in me. It’s absorbing into my anal walls. It’s becoming a part of my DNA whether I like it or not. It’s already done. So why fight it? It won’t do me any good -especially now that I’m all strapped in and at their mercy. I might as well enjoy it, because what else can I do? Enjoy it. That’s why I agreed to all of this in the first place -to enjoy myself! And Steve’s dick did feel great, spurting his tainted seed up inside of me. Okay, now the hormones were surging back and all of my worries were melting away. I heard the guys laughing, noticing how I was getting excited again. “Look at that, boys. It seems he’s accepted his fate,” I heard Steve tell them. “Look at that fucking hole winking at us. Looks to me like he wants us to stick something in there. What do you think?” he laughed. “Only one thing a slutty little hole like that needs,” another man began. “And that’s dicks. Our dicks. And our cum. This stupid fucker isn’t getting out of here until he’s fucking knocked up.” “And he’s going to have so many different strains in him the slut won’t know who’s the daddy of his AIDS baby!” laughed another man. “I did breed him first, so hopefully that AIDS baby will be mine,” Steve told them possessively. “Shit, it doesn’t matter. The whore won’t know one way or another. Now enough talking, let’s get to the fucking!” another man cheered. “My balls are so full I’m going to have to breed this slut a few times to drain them.” “He’s staying here until we all empty or nuts, boys,” Steve told them. “No loads down his throat, either. I want them all going up that fuckhole,” he ordered them. “He can prime you while someone else is using that pighole and lick you clean in between, but I don’t want him eating any loads. This fucking slut needs all of our cum up in his guts knocking him up.” I guess that was all the conversation they had the patience for, because from that point on the only talking was words of encouragement, cheering each other on, as each man took his turn in my used hole. Nobody really paid any attention to me other than my increasingly sloppy butt hole. They didn’t talk to me at all. I was just a hole to them. Although, I was also their project. They were determined to infect me with HIV tonight. Every time I was reminded of that I got a massive wave of panic coursing through my veins . . . immediately followed by a surge of lust. This was by far the riskiest sex I’ve ever had. But also the hottest. I couldn’t deny that. That’s probably why I didn’t really put up a fight. Somehow, deep down, I wanted this. I was enjoying this. I needed this. “There he goes again, boys!” Steve yelled. “This fucker is so horny for our dicks -look at him backing up onto that fat fucker!” And it was true. I had a very thick cock wedged in my hole at the moment, and I’d never felt so stretched before. There were twinges of pain, and I knew I was probably tearing inside -if I wasn’t already- and making it easier for their virus to get into my bloodstream. And yet I was actually shoving my ass back onto this unknown man. Because it felt fucking good. Damn, I didn’t want this to end. Any reservations I had before were now truly gone. There would be no going back, so I might as well embrace this broken down new version of myself. I used to be a respectable guy with a decent job, but after this, once I get sick, I won’t be able to hide what I’ve become. Me and my friends used to look down on the slutty guys we saw at bars and clubs allowing themselves to be used by anyone and everyone. But now I was one of them. I’m a cumdump. Plus, I don’t think I’ll ever stop wanting to have a cock up my ass, and I won’t be doing that if I’m sitting in my boring office doing my boring job. The life I had before is over. While everything else about this situation was now turning me on, the thought of letting everything I’d built just slip away was a difficult pill to swallow. I had worked hard. I had a good reputation. Stability. Now, I have no clue what will become of me. Will I get sick and waste away like these guys? I got a good look at most of them when we were upstairs and they are all sickly and skinny. But damn, it certainly doesn’t affect their cocks and balls. The only thing that kept me from going into a full-blown panic attack was the idea that if I do get sick, I’m going to at least get to spend the rest of my life getting fucked like a complete and total slut. I’d say whore but I don’t want anything from these guys but their dicks and their cum -no money will be changing hands. I got lost in the bliss, taking one cock after another for what turned out to be hours. Nothing else existed outside of that room, and every cell in my body was focused on my ass. And how disgustingly (sexily) sloppy it had become. As every guy used my ass for the second or third time, all of their crotches came away slick with their mixed loads that were getting fucked out of my hole. At some point in the middle of it they switched me to a sling. It was kind of funny because they didn’t let me get up, they just surrounded me, turned me over and carried me to the sling. And then they got back to breeding me. It was nasty and so fucking hot, I loved it. The room stank so good -like cum, crotch musk, sweat and men. I got high just from breathing the air down there. After each guy had deposited their third load they disappeared upstairs until it was just me and Steve. He slid his dick in me balls deep, held there and leaned over me. “You did great, slut,” he whispered. “Where did everyone go?” I asked, the room starting to come back into focus. “They’re gone. They got what they came for,” he chuckled. He leaned closer and then stuck his tongue in my mouth. We made out deep, wet and nasty as he started humping in and out of me. Fuck, after all of those dicks I still wanted this one. And more. Man, they turned me into a cum hungry pig. Steve eventually pulled up off of me. He looked down over me as he slammed my hole relentlessly. He was sweating up a storm and our bodies were making wet smacking sounds that I found so sexy. He threw his head back, made a kind of choking sound like he was trying to hold the noise in, and I could feel this dick throbbing up inside of me, flooding my guts again. Eventually his cock softened enough to come out of me. He slapped my ass, winked at me and got busy unhooking my ankles from the straps on the sling. Then he stepped back and offered me a hand to get up. I was a little shaky but managed to stay upright. The next thing I knew, Steve was shoving a fat butt plug up my ass. “Got to keep your guts marinating in our AIDS baby batter,” he told me with a wicked grin. He got even more wicked when he said, “Since you can barely stand up, why don’t you get down on the floor like the good little piggie you are and clean up this mess you made.” Mess I made? I was just the receptacle -it was their mess! But I knew I wasn’t in any position to argue. And to be honest, I wasn’t sure if I even wanted to at this point. Besides, cum should never be wasted! And so I inelegantly tumbled down to the floor and that’s when I saw the mess. All of the cum that had been fucked out of my gaping hole was there in a slick puddle on the rubber matting below the sling. I glanced over to the left at the fuck bench and saw a similar puddle there. Bloody hell, is it even possible to ingest that much cum? How can these men cum so much? I know my ass is still full and yet there is a ton of the stuff all over the floor. And the bench. I rose up so I could peek at the sling I was just in and yep -there was a puddle of cum that I’d apparently been laying in, too. One glance at Steve told me there was no getting out of this. He stood there waiting patiently, not saying a word. But his expression said it all -clean it good or I’ll regret it. I don’t know what he would do to make me regret it, but this man clearly had few limits. Without further deliberation I went back on hands and knees and got to work. I tentatively licked the first puddle underneath the sling, the flavor hitting my tastebuds and igniting some primitive piggy side of my brain. And that’s all it took. A switch had been flipped, and suddenly I was sucking the stuff down and licking the floor clean before moving on to the actual sling, and then over to the fuck bench and the floor below it. My stomach was churning by the time I got done. It can’t be good for you belly to consume that much cum -I know there’s a lot of mucus in cum. I gagged a sort of dry heave but managed to do it without Steve noticing. And then I felt like I was totally going to puke. Luckily all that came out was a great big belch. A cum flavored and scented belch that made my dick get hard again. Fuck, what has become of me? Steve grinned like he was proud and then took my hand, leading me towards the stairs. Once we got back up there we walked around collecting our clothes and slowly got dressed. I kind of liked how he didn’t offer a shower and didn’t appear in a hurry to take one himself. I love keeping the sex smell on me, wearing it like some sort of kinky cologne. As he walked me to the door I was thinking how he wasn’t such a bad guy after all. I mean, I had a great time and I’d never felt better in my life. And then he opened his mouth. “Oh, by the way, the whole thing downstairs was recorded and saved in the cloud. So if you don’t want me posting it online for everyone you know to see you’ll get that ass back here in three days. Give me your phone,” he demanded. I was in such shock I just handed it over to him and he swapped our info, then told me, “I’ll text you what time to be here. Don’t disappoint me. I’ll have more dick for your hungry ass,” he said, with a smirk -like he knew I wouldn’t be able to resist. Blackmail aside, he knew that I’d be there no matter what -I was hooked.

I’ve gotten together with Matt on lots of occasions. We’ve gotten to know each other’s likes and dislikes and have fun pushing each other’s boundaries. Matt wanted to do something special for my birthday. He asked if I’d be open to having him set up a weekend where we partied, and then he could use me however he wanted. He also said he would try to get some other guys to come over. Of course, I was up for that. He told me to prepare for a weekend with my legs in the air and my hole gaping open. Before heading to Matt’s place on Friday, I did a good cleanout. I shaved my balls and trimmed up a bit around my dick, but I left the hair on my ass alone. I like shaving my balls since it lets me wear a cock ring with less worry about getting hairs caught in, and the minor trim on my bush just makes things look better. Matt likes my hairy ass, so I was definitely keeping that. Matt and I are both hairy. Matt has a dense thicket of fur on his chest, legs, arms, and some on his back. His ass, though, is a marvelously hairy beast. There is hair everywhere, and it gets denser as you near his hole. I really like the way the hair on his back melts into the hair on his ass. It tapers down as it goes down his back, getting almost to a point before it spreads out again to cover his ass. It looks amazing! I have a moderate amount of hair on my chest. Like I said, I trim my bush and shave my balls, but that’s all the manscaping I do. Matt doesn’t do any trimming, and his fur is lush and wonderful. There’s not much hair on my back, but my ass is covered in a light coating of fuzz. My hole is hairy, too. I had on my orange jockstrap under my clothes since Matt told me that this was a “no holes barred” weekend. This way, guys would know I was up for anything. It was likely that I’d strip down to my jock as soon as I got in Matt’s house, and I was wondering what (if anything) he would be wearing when I arrived. My excitement level was high as I got on the Uber to his house. I could have driven myself, but I thought I might not want to drive home, so this seemed easier. Also, since I didn't need to focus on driving, I could let my mind run rampant with thoughts about the weekend. The driver dropped me off, and I walked into Matt’s house. He told me to go ahead and just come in and make myself comfortable. There was a card on the table with my name on it. It was a sexy birthday card from Matt, with a note telling me to head down the hall to the playroom when I was ready. I stripped down to my jockstrap and went down to the last room on the left. It’s Matt’s playroom, and I’ve been there many times. The main feature is the sling, but he also has a fuck bench, rim seat, plus a TV, bed, a few chairs, and the regular lineup of lubes, toys, and poppers. Matt was on the bed, wearing a red jockstrap and harness. He was texting someone, sitting back and had his legs bent, showing me the entrance to his sweet hairy ass. He smiled at me and said, “Good to see you. Get in the sling.” I did as requested, positioning my feet in the stirrups and adjusting the pillow behind my head. He let me settle in and hang there for a bit. My ass was hungry, so I reached down and started fingering my hole. “OK, pig, you’re going to get that hole worked over this weekend,” Matt said, laughing at my neediness. “But first, we gotta get you spun.” I thought we’d smoke or maybe do a booty bump, but Matt had a different idea. When he came over to the sling, he had two prepared rigs in his hands. He put one down and said, “That’s for later,” before telling me to stick out my arm. He put a tourniquet on and raised a vein. We’ve slammed before, so he knows where my good spots are. Then, he swabbed it down with a wipe and got ready to point me. “You ready?” he asked. I nodded, and he stuck me, got a register, and then pushed down the plunger. He took off the tourniquet, and I raised my arm in the air. The rush was coming, and I coughed a few times. Matt had moved to the base of the sling and picked up a dildo. He slid the lubed toy into my ass, eliciting a groan of approval and appreciation from me. This wasn’t the largest of the toys that we played with, but it was a good size to start the stretching. Matt is very good at fucking me with a dildo. He’d pull it back and forth, sometimes taking it all the way out but usually keeping it inside me. He was twisting it around and would shake it to send vibrations down my ass. Now, he pulled this dildo out and picked up one with a knot in it. He shoved it in up to the knot quickly, but the knot wasn’t passing through my hole. “Take some poppers,” he commanded. I picked up the bottle, still rushing from the slam, and took two deep hits. When I put the bottle down, Matt gave the dildo another shove, and it slid all the way inside me. Fuck, this felt amazing! The slam, plus the poppers, plus the huge dildo in my ass made me into a happy pig. Matt slowly extracted the dildo from my ass. The next thing to go in was his hand. He lubed up both hands and placed his left at my hole. He used his other hand to pull me onto his hand. Once his knuckles had breached my hole, he eased up in the pressure and let me get used to the invasion. He’s fisted me enough that he knows what I like, and he was going to deliver it to me today. He was flexing and twisting his hand around, just inside the entrance. This gives me a nice stretch and prepares me for the deeper work I was sure would come around. Once he had played at the level for a bit, he used a twisting motion to delve further into my ass. His hand slid to my second hole, and he kept it in place for a while. At that depth, he was just flexing his hand a little bit, but the sensations in my ass were much more pronounced. Matt’s fingers started to probe through the bend, taking them into my colon. This is the wildest sensation. He told me to use some poppers, and once they had taken effect, he slid more of his hand through the bend and deep into my bowels. Once there, the smallest movements of his sent seismic vibrations through me. Looking down, I could see a bump in my stomach, showing where his hand was. It felt amazing and was so stimulating to know that my ass was completely receptive to his hand. Now, he began to remove his hand. He took his time, twisting and flexing on the way out so that I would always know exactly where his hand was in my ass. When he got to the widest part of his hand, he quickly withdrew it from my ass, leaving me empty and wanting more. Now, he picked up a shard to shove in my ass. On top of the recent slam, this would send me soaring. He used four fingers from his hand to slide the shard into my ass. I felt the familiar burn as it started to melt and work its way into my bloodstream. Once I was bumped, Matt walked over to the bed and picked up his phone again, checking the apps to see what was happening.

I tend to think of height /cock more along weight/cock. From the memory files of the men I have been able to do research on over the last 52 years, IF they were heavy to obese, without fail there was very little cock for supper. But the guys who were more on the lean muscle/tight abs quite often were above statistical average cock wise. Along the same process of examinations, I also have felt like taller guys seemed to be more on the average size, and short (not overweight) men showed more soft, and often hard. In my anal-litic mind, I figure it is like the concept of the old Contadina canned tomato ads of the 60's, where the guy was pounding 10 great tomatoes in an 8 tomato can. Taller or heavier guys have more cavity space for their internal organs, and so less gets squeezed out, as in long and pendulous cockmeat. The shorter, or especially tight and toned guys, are more compact but with just as many feet of intestine and organs to pack, and so the crowding is relieved a bit by extending the cock structure further out of the body. No matter how illogical this seems, it has always been my expectation of what will spring forth when I am hooking up with a stranger. Sometimes my hypothesis holds true and is validated. ( and other times, as long as the cock exceeds my hopes, who cares lol)

There was a break in the flow of cocks eager for my arse and I managed to get off the slippery leather bench, grab the mop and torch and stagger upstairs. Bill was drinking tea behind the counter and grinned as he saw me emerge sweating and slimey with lube and spunk. "I guess you didn't get a chance to clean up!" He laughed. "Oh well, it'll wait until closing time now." I nodded and went off for a shower. As I was reveling in the hot water, I heard the doorbell ring, then Bill's voice saying "Hi" to Peter's mother who asked if he and Martin were ready to go. I dried off and walked naked into reception They were chatting at the counter. Peter's mother looked me up and down and said "Hello Timmy, getting much?" I flushed as Bill laughed, conscious of the spunk inside me. Arthur appeared and asked for a coffee "Hello, missus." He said She smiled. "Been up to no good?" and he winked at her, rubbing his cock which always seemed to be half hard. There were footsteps on the stairs and Martin appeared. He was, of course, nude and his face was a picture of embarassment as he saw Peter's mother standing there. "Oh..my." He said, standing with his hands in front of his stubby cock. "Well," She said "What have we here? Have these naughty men got up your bum, Martin?" His mouth gaped open and he went even redder in the face. Arthur's cock had risen to full erection and he pulled Martin over to the counter. "Don't mind if I get a bit do you?" He said to Peter's mother. "He's still nice and tight." "Help yourself," She replied "Don't mind me" Arthur pushed Martin face down on the counter. She handed him a sachet of lube and watched him anoint his cock then slide it into Martin's fat bottom with a satisfied grunt. Martin gasped and looked at her and she just patted him on the head "Good lad. Knock him up Arthur." Arthur began to thrust in and out as She turned to Bill. "So, is Peter around?" "He'll be down in a minute, I think" Said Bill "What are you doing tonight?" They chatted as Martin was buggered next to them, as if it was nothing out of the ordinary. " Ahh..." gasped Arthur after a while. "I'm cumming!" He pushed into the lad and his slack buttocks clenched and relaxed, clenched and relaxed as he spurted. After a few minutes he pulled out and we all saw the heavy drool of sperm leaking from Martin's cunt. Bill produced the old rag from under the counter and Peter's mother used it to wipe Martin's bottom. "Right then," She said "Go and get dressed and Timmy here can go and get Peter. It's time we went home for tea.2

BLACKMAILED FOR MY ASS Dan was a nice guy that I met online. He’s ‘straight’, married to a woman who was at work too much, and wanted to dip his toe in the guy pool. That’s where I come in. After chatting online for a couple of weeks, his wife went out of town to visit her mother in another city. This left him with the house to himself to finally play and indulge in the fantasies he’d been getting off to for who knows how long. I’m no model pin-up or anything, but some people think I’m attractive. And I’ve got a great, fuckable ass that would never turn down a load. From the pictures Dan had sent me, he’s about ten years older than my 45, more of a Daddy, and attractive in his own way. Not all burly or buff, just a regular guy with slightly thinning hair and a slightly thickening middle. But that’s okay. It was his dick I was interested in, anyway. The rest never mattered much to me. I arrived at his place as planned and ready to play. I wasn’t in the mood to waste time, so as soon as I got in the front door, I dropped to my knees and fished his cock out of his shorts -even before he got the door closed! He was a little panicked at that, but also surprisingly turned-on. Maybe he had a little voyeur in him just aching to get out. I sucked him to hardness and then he was ready to fuck. Neither of us was in the mood to waste time, apparently. I was liking him more and more. We’d talked about condoms already and I told him I don’t like them. Well, more than that -I wouldn’t accept them. If he wanted to fuck me, he would have to do it raw or not at all. He’d been stuck using condoms on his own wife for years, so he was kind of eager to fuck someone without. Lucky me. Especially with the choice piece of meat he had swinging between his legs. The perfect size for me, really. Not too big, not too small. A decent thickness that you can no doubt feel but won’t be destroyed by upon first entry. I’d already lubed a little at home in hopes that he would want to just get down to the deed, so right there in the entry way, he spun me around and placed my hands up on the wall like I was a perp and he’s a cop about to frisk me. He did feel me up and down while I was in this position, but when he got to my lower half, he yanked my nylon trackies down to my ankles, exposing my bare butt in nothing but a jock strap. I heard him make an approving growl in his throat, and then seconds later his fat cock head was pressed against my opening. I hadn’t been fucked in a while, so I knew it might be a little rough getting started. I closed my eyes and tried to think relaxing thoughts, willing my hole to relax and open up naturally for him. This actually does work for me, and it did now. It’s like easing the tension from your shoulders, only with my butt hole. I felt myself relax and then like magic my hole just yawned open and his cock slowly slid a couple of inches in. “Jesus!” he hissed. “It’s like your hole is eating me up! Fucking unreal!” I felt it, the minor discomfort of taking someone in me after so long without, but it felt so damn good, all I could do was moan. He moaned his appreciation, too. And then he slowly sank the rest of his shaft in me until he was balls deep. He held there for a moment, reaching around and pinching my nipples, which got my hole fluttering over his cock. I guess that was the signal he needed to move, so he started rutting his hips, lightly smacking my butt cheeks with his abdomen with every sharp thrust. His strokes lengthened, and turned more frantic. Before long Dan was slamming full length in and out of me, his hands gripping my hips tightly, while we stood in the entry way of his house, grunting and groaning like animals rutting in heat. It was fucking awesome! “I . . . I don’t think I’ll last much longer,” he panted. “Do it, cum in me!” I yelled. More like begged, really. “Yeah? You like getting bred like a little whore?” he snarled in my ear, which really only turned me on more. He hadn’t said much of anything through the fuck, but this slightly rougher side was fucking hot. And when we’d been chatting online, I told him I liked to be called names and stuff while getting pounded, but at the time he didn’t seem all that into it. Glad I was wrong about that. “Fuck yeah!” I shouted. “I love getting bred! Cum in me!” I felt like a man possessed, but it was more like an addiction -I needed his seed swimming in my guts. “Take it, pig! Take my load up your whore ass!” he growled. I leaned my forehead against the wall, removed my hands from the wall and reached behind me to pull his hips flush against my ass so he was buried as deep as possible. I held him there for a moment, rippling my hole over the length of him, practically siphoning the seed straight out of his balls. That pushed him over the edge, he pulled back and slammed extra hard and extra deep, his arms wrapped around me so tight I could barely breathe while his balls emptied into my willing hole. I was in heaven once again. That moment is always heaven to me. He was breathing hard, his forehead resting on the back of my neck, as he collected himself and slowly withdrew his softening cock from my happy hole. I turned around to thank him but before I could utter a word, he reached up and grabbed hold of my face, pulling me into a passionate kiss. He’d made such a point of being a ‘straight’ married man, I never expected he’d want to kiss me, but kiss me he did! When we came up for air, I must have looked confused, because he said, “I just had to kiss you. That was the best fuck I’ve ever had. I couldn’t help myself. I just . . . I just needed to kiss you. Your ass is fucking amazing.” He was breathing hard and smiling wide. I’d done my job. We had agreed that our first meet would be brief, so we could feel comfortable, and also leave us wanting more. So I began to slowly dress myself, clenching my hole tight so I didn’t lose a drop of his cum. Once fully dressed, he kissed me again, and then I was on my way. He texted me later to thank me again, and to set up another fuck -soon! Over the next couple of days we swapped messages, just flirting until I could get over there again. But on the second day, I was at home later that night, and I got a strange message from him. Might be in trouble here, not sure how we should proceed. Ominous, right? I text him back, What’s wrong? The wife back in town? His reply was, My next door neighbor apparent heard us fucking, and saw us through the front window. He said if I didn’t want my wife to know, I had to let him fuck you the next time you come over. And he thought this was a problem? The more the merrier! What pig would ever turn down extra loads? I quickly sent a message back, telling him it was more than fine and to not even worry. What I didn’t know is that his next door neighbor had secrets of his own. Secrets that would change my life forever.

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..

Sometimes the whole situation is so ridiculously hot and wild that laughing is the only correct expression! I've been laughing many times while laying on my back, getting pounded hard be a random stud pig at a sex club, surrounded by other guys watching. I love being there so much, and seeing myself from the outside, thinking about everyday life going on for everyone else, but I'm there being a total sex pig... Laughing just feels correct, and also kinda way to show my gratitude to everyone around.

Love to rim and try to floss my teeth with butt hair AND absolutely love my butthole rimmed!

love sharing my bf with other guys its hot as fuck!

Your profile doesn't say where you live. And if you live in a reliably red or blue state it doesn't matter much if you throw away your vote on a third party candidate or don't vote at all for president. But if you live in a swing state, understand that not voting for Biden means one more vote for the racist party not offset by a vote for the other side. Given your interest in racial issues and recognition of the racist agenda on the Republican side, I'd think that would be enough motivation to hold your nose and vote for Biden. But you do you.

Great start, looking forward to the next chapter 😈

The short answer is “YES!” Sex is fun and enjoyable. Fun and enjoyable often cause laughter. I have always thought of the mechanics of sex as ridiculously weird and sometimes eww! Then add how we humans like to adapt those mechanics to our particular liking, and things can get even more ridiculous, weird, fun and eww. You have just got to laugh at times. But, I think you must be able to laugh at yourself when at times, things don’t work as planned. Someone might zig, while the other zags, and things fall apart, figuratively and literally. Laugh and enjoy. DO NOT take yourself seriously! Again, sex is fun. Do what is fun to you, and don’t do anything that you believe is your “Duty.” Doing your “duty”, takes the fun out of it. Now, go empty your balls or get your ass filled. Above all, have fun and laugh. Just my two cents.

and then you proceed to list a number of the more egregious qualities about the former President, any one of which is a disqualifier for most folks. 1. I've heard many comments comparing him to Hitler, but none that actually believe he's Hitler returned from the bunker where he shot himself. He's literally similar, obviously, but he's certainly not Hitler redux. 2, Everyone has concerns about who would exercise undue influence over him. He has demonstrated the shallowness of his character for decades, and any conman (or woman) could manipulate him easily. All that's required is flattery. 3. "Hoping" that he's learned something from his Presidency implies that he might have learned something useful. He has not. What he did learn, is that the adoration of millions of citizens he's fooled, manipulated, taken advantage of, feeds his own insecurities. He's like a little boy who is juuuuust clever enough to steal cookies from the jar, without the intelligence to replace the stolen cookies with something else underneath the cookies, so mommy won't figure it out. 4. You also express (well-founded) concerns about his choice for Veep. So does every non-maga person on the face of the globe. He's been against/for so many dramatically opposing viewpoints, and in the short space of a couple of years, no one can believe anything that comes out of his mouth. If there's a replica of Shitler lurking about, it's Vance; exponentially more clever than the wanna-be returnee. 5. I tend to agree with you re: the ancient texts. They are used now only partially, to prop up anti-human viewpoints. 6. To your second paragraph, I think most of us have the same experiences; I know I do. What is the point you're trying to make? Given that the former President cares little about anyone or anything more than feeding his own ego, surely you realize that the correlation between his inflated self-image is far, far more important to him than caring about anything else, including gay folks. If elected, he would gladly order every single one of us either deported (as part of the mass deportations he goes on about), if not rounding us up to be shot. If "killing all the queers" would garner him praise from his supporters, he wouldn't (attempt) to think about it for one second. It would please all the misguided "christians", and it wouldn't bother him one iota. In the event that you "don't think Trump presents any threat to me", and everyone else with the same goals, wake up. He would cheerfully, gladly, and happily commit genocide (against us and any/every other group the magaroids aim at), if it allowed him to squat on top of the nation for one more day. If you could explain your reasoning, it would be helpful. Thanks.

It seems to me, on a gay site called "Breeding Zone," "rear mongering" would be a good thing? Sorry, i couldn't resist. Am guessing you meant to write "fear mongering." i do not think i'm a fear mongerer because i see similarities, parallels between Hitler and Trump, and try to parse those out by citing studies or articles that look to identify those similarities. Do i think they are one and the same? No. Do i think there are valid comparisons? Oh yeah. From where i sit, Trump is not as open about his specific goals and agenda as Hitler. Hitler clearly identified the Jewish people as a target (then later added in Gypsies, homosexuals and Jehovahs witnesses?). Trump has identified those people who opposed him as targets for vengeance. i don't see Trump standing for anything specific other than him being in power. His big deal seems more self focused and on getting and retaining a position of power. To me, that makes him different than Hitler. Hitler had some very specific agenda that he implemented once he had power. To me, Trump seems less dedicated to any specific agenda other than having and retaining power. my concern with him is the people backing him, those who help put him in power. i believe as long as he perceives he is in charge, gets his monumental ego stroked, he will implement agenda of supporters, like the religious right and Project 2025, in order to retain his power.

As someone who won’t be voting for either party the top of the ticket, it’s crazy to see the republicans snatch defeat from the jaws of victory. All theyhad to do was not be racist for three months, and they blew it. On top of that, if Trump selected Rubio, he could have started hiring the moving vans back to the White House. But he just couldn’t bring himself to select someone not Anglo, even if it diminishing his chances.

Note: This is a work of fiction. Any relationship to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. Enjoy the story. In the Cards I was cruising a website looking for some action when I became engaged in a discussion with another guy about card games and Russian roulette and the possibility of getting pozzed. I have always been interested in being a bottom among other bottoms and having random poz or neg guys breed me and then wait for the results. In my mind it is the ultimate chaser experience. The guy told me that he was getting a group four tops and four bottoms together—neg bottoms and neg and poz tops for a breeding session involving selection by a deck of cards. At least one top in the group would be poz. He needed one more bottom to complete the group. I thought about the possibility of risking being pozzed and the randomness of the draw had me interested. After thinking about it fir a few minutes I responded that I wanted to play. He gave me the address and told me to be there in an hour. Despite my apprehension at becoming poz, the odds were good that I wouldn’t and I cleaned up and drove to the address. It was a very nice house in a nice neighborhood. I was suddenly very excited because I had expected some sleazy place. The host met me at the front door and verified that I was indeed invited to the party. He was as described in his profile. Mid-30’s, white, youngish looking, black hair, neatly groomed. He had on shorts and a tee shirt, I could see the outline of his ample cock behind the material. I wondered if he was a top or bottom. I was then ushered inside to the very nicely appointed entry hall. I noticed six piles of clothing on the floor and was not surprised when I was invited to strip naked and leave everything in a pile on the floor. As I was stripping my host took off his shorts and tee shirt and laid them on a pile. His cock was awesome, even flaccid. He was cut and thick. Since the host had stripped while I was doing the same, I guessed that I was the last to arrive. Once naked I faced my host and he guided me to the party room. Six other guys were there lounging. It was a nice mixture of races and body types. I figured that the guys with the biggest cocks, including one black guy, were tops. No sex was taking place, but some drinks and munchies were being served. The room was large and I also saw that there were four areas prepared for sex, it was going to be a communal fuck session orgy. The host began speaking ,”Gentlemen, welcome to tonight’s roulette breeding party. Four of us are bottoms and four are tops. The idea is that each top will breed at least one bottom tonight. You already know that at all of the bottoms are neg, or at least indicated to me that they are neg, and of the tops at least one is poz. There is a minimum 25 percent chance that the bottoms will be bred by the poz top. The poz top or tops are HVL and med resistant. Whomever the lucky bottom or bottoms are will likely convert as a result of tonight’s party.” I felt a chill go down my spine. It was real! But, I thought that there was only a one in four chance that I would get the poz top. He continued, “Here is how it will go down tonight. Each of the tops has already drawn a card, Ace, King, Queen or Jack. Each of the bottoms will draw a card and the top with the matching card will be their breeder. Once the initial breeding session is over, you are welcome to stay and enjoy the drinks, food and any other sex you desire. It is 10 PM now, at 11 PM, the status of each of the tops will be revealed and they have all agreed that they will likely be ready for sloppy seconds by then, if you desire a fuck knowing what is involved. And the bathroom is now locked—we don’t want any of the bottoms losing their hard earned cum loads.” I was in awe at how the night was going to play out. I was definitely taking a huge chance. But my naked cock was beginning to harden at the prospect of knowing I might be fucked by a poz guy. Did I really want to be pozzed? I liked the looks of the cocks around the room. Big and thick. Any of them would easily tear my bottom up and potentially provide a toxic ending.” “It is time for the bottoms to draw their cards. The order will be the order in which they arrived.,” came the next announcement from our host. I was last and watched the king, jack and queen get drawn. As each card was drawn, the cocks of the tops began to harden around the room. The game was on. The only card left was the Ace of Spades. It was time for the tops and bottoms to match up. As each of the tops went to their bottoms, I realized that my top was our host. He had the matching ace. He came over to me and smiled. “I had hoped that I would get you,” he said. “You are going to enjoy yourself.” He reached out and twisted one of my nipples roughly. I loved it. I love having my nipples abused and as he did that my cock began to swell in anticipation. I took a quick look around the room and saw the other three couples already beginning the process of coupling and breeding. Getting through the initial meeting and preparing the bottom to accept the seed of the bulls in the room. Our host led me to the sofa and pushed me roughly onto it and began to rim me deeply. He was preparing my bottom to receive the seed he was going to put into me. I wondered if he was THE poz top. He offered me poppers and I took a deep hit. He had a beautiful cock and I was anxious to begin sucking it to full hardness. Without warning he stopped rimming my bottom and pulled me close for a deep kiss. I loved the taste of my bottom on his lips. I knew he was getting close. His cock was nearly erect. I moved down to suck him, stopping to bite his nipples, which he enjoyed. He kept saying harder and I bit harder and harder. I took his 7 inch cut cock into my mouth and began bringing it to full hardness. I tasted his sweet pre-cum and wondered again, was he the poz top? After a short while of sucking his shaved cock and balls, he pushed me down onto the sofa onto my back and opened my legs. He bent down and lightly licked my hole and spit into it. He placed the tip of his cockhead at the entrance to my bottom without any lube except the spit he had just put there. I knew this was going to be hard, but I was unprepared for what came next. He rammed his huge cock balls deep in one stroke and I felt my inner ring tear almost immediately. OMG, I thought, the way he thrust into me, he is definitely poz and I am going to be pozzed tonight. He roughly fucked me for a bit until I could feel lubrication surrounding his cock and reducing the friction. It was probably blood and I was able to get my fingers to graze his cock before he swatted them away. I looked at my fingers, while he was pile driving my hole, and confirmed blood. This was for real. I licked the traces of my blood off my fingers and realized that there was no backing out and no place to hide or change my mind. I was probably getting fucked by a HVL poz, med-resistant toxic cock. I was beginning to enjoy the hard pounding as the abuse had numbed my pain and I was beginning to experience the enjoyment of getting fucked. That is what being a bottom is all about. Getting fucked and taking cum. The fucking continued and he got into a rhythm that I could enjoy. He reached down and twisted my nipples roughly. I almost came right then. He looked into my eyes and smiled. I could tell the time was getting close. He bent his head down to kiss me. I loved getting fucked on my back so that the top could kiss me as he unloads deep inside of me. For a moment i was distracted and i heard one of the other couples complete their coupling loudly and compassionately. I also noticed at least one of the couples was watching us as our host for the evening was about to unload his yet unknown-load into my bottom. They were both jacking their cocks and the bottom of the group was fully erect enjoying the show. i snapped back to reality and looked into my host’s eyes. “Are you ready for my load to fill you,” he said. His words brought to bottom from the couple watching us to begin spewing sperm around and he put his cock into my mouth and I sucked him dry. I was about to receive cum in both holes. My breeder’s cock began to expand and I felt the beginnings of his orgasm building as I swallowed the sweet cum being provided to me. With a grunt and a loud exclamation out host announced: “Take my load you faggot. You deserve everything in it.” He drove his massive cock balls deep, past my destroyed inner ring and I felt it pulse at least ten times as he delivered his load deep into my body. He collapsed on top of me, sweaty and hot. He kept his cock deep in me so that none of his precious load could escape. I held him and thoroughly enjoyed the contact after being roughly bred. After a few minutes he withdrew an presented my with his blood and cum covered cock to clean. I enjoyed cleaning off the likely instrument of my pozzing, I was amazed at the amount of blood on his cock. Although I still did not know officially, from the intensity of the fucking, I was pretty sure I was now pregnant with his poz babies. Our host stood up, his now flaccid but still large cock swinging and invited the others to sit. Each of the couple had finished and I could tell that the other bottoms had each had an almost equally enjoyable and rough experience. The tops were all smiling and chatting together, while we bottoms sat together somewhat stunned. Everyone had a drink and was enjoying some munchies while waiting for the news of who got pozzed. Right at Eleven o’clock our host began talking. “So now is the reveal. Who was poz and who was not.” He looked at the four bottoms and spoke directly to us. “You thought this was a classic roulette party where only one of the chambers had a bullet? No, it was a poz the neg faggot party. Only one top was neg. The Jack was the neg top.” He paused for a moment for effect. I was stunned and took a big swallow of my doing. My ass was sore and bleeding. He continues, “I hope you are all happy that the cocks that pozzed your neg asses gave you what you wanted but were too afraid to actually get. As for you, he looked at the bottom who was fucked with only neg cum, “if you want to be pozzed we are all willing to change your status.” I was in shock. It was sinking in, I had been pozzed. Seriously. The odds had been against me getting out of the evening as a neg bottom. I had very mixed emotions, but wait, there was more. Our host continued, “For the three of you who were pozzed, each of us has the Cuban Strain of HIV. It promises to develop quickly into AIDS and is med resistant. Additionally, each of the cards came with some additional bugs. The guy with the queen had herpes and Hep-C. The poz guy with the king has gono. And I have syph.” I was in shock. With one fuck, I had been infected with one of the most virulent forms of HIV and syph, too. The room was quiet for a minute and the guy who was not pozzed spoke up, “Wow. Who wants to poz my neg ass?” All of the poz guys responded that they would love to do the honors. The poz guy with syph had a big cock and came over to me and said, “are you ready for more?” I looked him in the eye and responded, “Sure. I guess I want it all.” He smiled, I took a big swig on my drink to settle my nerves and we walked off to one of the sofas to fuck another poz load into my bottom and add gono to my new and growing bug collection. My transition from DDF neg was complete. What a party this was.

A few years ago I was invited to join some friends on a trip to Munich for a long weekend in December. There were six of us - my friend Michael and his partner, another couple in their mid 30s, Ben and Paul, and another friend of Michael's I hadn't met. For reasons which will become obvious I've changed all the names in this story...... I liked Michael very much - he'd been a good friend for many years and I liked his partner too. The other couple I knew but less well, Paul had been friends with Michael for a long time and I had met him and his partner Ben quite a few times and liked them both. We flew out to Munich on the Friday morning and checked out the Christmas markets in the afternoon. We were all staying until Monday except Paul who had to fly home on Sunday due to work commitments. We had a good time and I enjoyed the company very much. I had been busy at work and was working long hours so I had not had much time for anything else and I was looking forward to having a break. I was also feeling very horny. I knew, however, that this particular group of friends didn't really approve of things like cruising and saunas or sex clubs and also had very strong views on monogamy and on safe sex. I had often heard them talking about it and talking very disapprovingly about the amount of barebacking going on. I had every intention, however, of getting some time to myself and going in search of some horny bareback sex. On the Saturday night we all went out for a meal and later on that night I went off to a large park I had heard was a good cruising ground. I found it easily and had a wander round. It was a beautiful night but it was very cold and there were not many people around. I tried cruising a young lad who looked to be in his late 20s and was dressed in jeans and a puffer jacket but he didn't seem to be interested. A few older guys were cruising but nothing much was happening. Even though I wasn't getting any action, I enjoyed walking around very much. I passed the young lad a few more times with the same result and just as I was on the point of giving up and going back to my hotel, he passed me again and started cruising me. I assumed he had been looking for someone nearer his own age but had concluded that I would have to do. I didn't care and soon his jeans and pants were down and his cock was in my mouth. He had a fair sized cock and I enjoyed sucking it very much. He didn't object when I turned him round and soon my tongue was up his arse. I rimmed him for a while and then stood up and began to rub the head of my cock over his arsehole. Again he didn't object so I began to push the head of my cock into his hole. He groaned and, reaching into his pocket, handed me a small packet. I thought it was going to be a condom but it was a small sachet of lube. I lubed him up and pushed my cock slowly right up his arse. Soon he was leaning against a tree, his puffer jacket hitched up and his jeans and pants at his knees as I fucked him bareback. His arse was really tight and I enjoyed every minute of fucking him. I hadn't cum for several days and before too long I was shooting what felt like a massive load right up his arse. I was feeling much more relaxed and chilled now and we all went out for lunch on Sunday and then Ben went with Paul to the airport for his flight home. The other three were going out for the evening and would not be back until late- they had obtained tickets for some high brow concert outside Munich and were really excited about it. Ben and I arranged to go out for something to eat and found a really good Italian restaurant. I was getting to know Ben a bit better now and I really liked him. A few things he said suggested he was actually more relaxed about some things than the others and he sank quite a few pints of beer in the course of the evening. After we had finished our meal it was still quite early and Ben suggested going for a drink in a nearby gay bar. The bar was nice and modern with good music and friendly bar staff and it was just starting to get busy when we got there. When I went downstairs to the toilet, I discovered there was a darkroom down there too. I took a quick piss and then had a look in the darkroom. Quite a few guys were in there - a young blond twink was down on his knees sucking two older guys and a fit looking black guy was being fucked hard in a corner, I watched for a while and then went back upstairs. A little later Ben went to the toilet. He came back a little while later and said "There's a darkroom down there too." I nodded and Ben grinned. The blond twink was now at the bar and after a while he disappeared again. A little later Ben finished his drink and asked me if I fancied checking out the darkroom. The darkroom was a bit busier now - and there was quite a lot of sucking and fucking going on. The blond twink was bent over being fucked and a few other guys were watching and wanking. As we watched they guy fucking the twink thrust hard up his arse a few times and then pulled out. He took off a condom and threw it on the floor. The twink stayed bent over and a dark haired guy stepped up. He pulled the twink's cheeks apart, lined up his cock and pushed right up him bareback. Ben's eyes lit up and he said "Fuck!" as we moved in closer to watch the action. The dark haired guy was fucking the twink hard up against the wall now and Ben said "Fuck....I'd love to...." I said "Go on, if you want to." He looked at me. "I won't tell anyone." I said. Ben hesitated for a moment and then he moved over to the twink. I watched as Ben pulled his jeans and pants down to his knees and began to wank as he watched the twink being fucked. The twink turned round a little and bent forward, taking Ben's cock into his mouth. Ben and the dark haired guy spit roasted the twink for a while and then the dark haired guy thrust hard up his arse a few times and pushed his cock right up him and held it there and I knew he was cumming deep in the twink's arse. When he pulled out the twink turned round and pushed his arse towards Ben. Ben didn't hesitate - he pushed his bare cock right up the twink's arse and began to fuck him. I hadn't expected that at all and I soon had my cock out wanking as I watched Ben fucking the twink bareback. Ben fucked him for a while and after a while I could tell he was getting close. I watched as Ben threw his head back and pushed right up the twink, obviously blowing his load right up him. When Ben pulled out, I took his place. I was really horny from watching Ben and it wasn't long before I added my cum to the loads the twink already had up him. Ben was a bit quiet when we went back up to the bar but then we got talking to a group of German guys and he livened up again. We got talking to two guys in their mid 30s who were a couple who lived in Munich. One of them was tall and quite thin and the other small and chunky. I went to the toilet and when I came back Ben was chatting to them. I had noticed that Ben was flirting with them, and was clearly enjoying being off the leash for the evening. A little later I went to the bar for some more drinks. The bar was busy and it took me a while to get served. I looked over and saw that Ben was now standing closer to them and chunky guy had his hand on Ben's arse. When I got back the two German guys were just finishing their drinks and shortly after that they left. I couldn't see if they had left the bar or if they had gone downstairs, but I suspected the latter. After a short time Ben put his drink down and said casually "I think I might go check out the darkroom again..." I guessed that he was going to join the other two guys and sensed that he probably would be less inhibited if I wasn't there so I said "No problem, I'll see you later," I waited a while and then made my way back down to the darkroom. It didn't take me long to find Ben and as I had thought, he was with the two German guys. Ben and the taller guy were standing with their trousers and pants down and the chunky guy was down sucking on first one cock and then the other as Ben and the taller guy kissed each other. I watched for a while and then the German guy stood up and Ben got down and started sucking the other two. It was all very horny but it soon got even hornier. Ben was now bent over sucking the chunky guy, his fit arse in the air as the taller guy went round behind him. I saw him taking out a small packet and he began to rub some lube into Ben's arse. This was getting interesting... I didn't think there was any way Ben would get fucked without a condom, but he didn't even look round as the tall guy began to push his bare cock against his arsehole. I watched as the guy pushed his cock right up Ben's arse. He gave Ben a moment to get used to his cock and then began to fuck him. I had my cock out now, wanking as I watched Ben being fucked bareback. I had never thought that Ben would cheat on his boyfriend - and certainly not that he would do it without a condom. The tall guy was fucking him hard now and I could tell that Ben was loving every minute of it. I watched them fuck for a while and then the guy thrust up Ben's arse a few more times and I knew he was cumming in Ben's arse. The chunky guy pulled out of Ben's mouth and moved round behind him. His cock was much bigger than the tall guy's and I watched and wanked as Ben reached round and pulled his cheeks apart to help the guy get his big bare cock up his arse. The chunky guy fucked Ben hard and fast and I could hear Ben groaning as the chunky guy took hold of his hips and began to fuck him even harder. It wasn't long before he too shot his load up Ben's unprotected, cheating arse and I shot my load on to the floor of the darkroom I was back upstairs by the time Ben returned from the darkroom looking flushed. I asked him if he had fun and he grinned and nodded He had no idea I knew just how much fun he actually had.......

The Vault in London is a great place to play. I always leave with empty balls. I was there last week and serviced a glory hole. It was barely a minute when the first cock came through. I sucked about 15 cocks and got at least 6 loads. I was ready to cum so I watched the guy in the sling getting fucked by several men and when I saw one man cum in his ass I took my chance and went in next and fucked and seeded his wet hole. There’s always a good choice of cocks and holes at the Vault.

CHAPTER THREE The room was practically spinning the way my mind was whirling. It was like I was in some strange nightmare that I couldn’t wake up from. All I’d done was come over to Dan’s for a little fun. And somehow I ended up locked in a sex dungeon with a man who was intent on giving me AIDS. What the fuck? What’s worse, I knew in some part of my mind, a part that I never wanted to acknowledge, that I had enjoyed what Steve did to me. He was so determined, so Alpha, so twisted . . . and so damn HOT! My cock was throbbing out in front of me as I stood there thinking. Steve was standing, patiently waiting for me to answer his question -but was I really up for more? He started cackling again as my cock throbbed mid-air while my mind relived the exciting moments when he raped his toxic cum into my ass. Dammit! Why did that have to turn me on so much? “Looks like I got my answer, faggot,” he told me, taking me by the arm and leading me over to a sling that hung from the ceiling on the opposite side of the room. I was basically zoned out, going along with him as he led me to my ultimate demise. I was powerless to stop him. But seeing his enormous cock engorging with blood right before my eyes, I knew that I had no reason to stop him. He was freeing me. I’d always resisted myself, my own natural inclinations. Always trying to keep myself in a box. And now Steve was breaking down the walls and setting me free. My stomach began to do flips, but this time it wasn’t from nerves. This was pure excitement. With the realization that he was doing me a big favor, the fog cleared from my mind and I became completely present in the moment -and I no longer felt panic. “Let’s do this,” I said to him, unable to control my smile. How being AIDS raped could make me this happy, I’ll never know. But this was the best I’d ever felt in my life. I was being true to myself, and the real me wanted to be a cumdump bugged up fag. As Steve strapped my legs up in the sling, I could see the streaks of cum and blood that had trickled out of my busted open hole. It was all down my inner thighs, and it did nothing to my libido except perhaps super-charge it. Used to be the sight of my own blood brought on panic -especially the thought of it come from my own asshole. But ever since I got Steve’s butt-destroyer in me, along with his seed, the sight of my blood reminded me that it was another step in the process. I needed my hole to be destroyed, and Steve was going to be the one to do it. “What are you thinking about, faggot?” he asked. “Looks to me like you’ve accepted your fate. Or accepted that this is what you were meant to be in the first place.” “I was just thinking how right this feels. I need this. I need you to own my ass and use it any way you want.” I was practically pleading with him to continue using me, which, I guess I was. I didn’t want him to stop until my hole no longer resembled my hole. I wanted to be gaping, destroyed, gushing toxic cum, and oozing a little blood so that I knew his potency was getting right into my bloodstream. “Own your ass, huh? Well, if that’s what you want . . . you know when a man owns another man’s ass, he can do whatever he wants with it,” he prompted. “Even find other men to use it. You up for that, pig? You ready to be a cum slut for me? I’ll be your Daddy, but you will be committed to me and do exactly as I say. You want that?” I was so horned up by this point, all I cared about was getting something shoved up my ass again. So I answered him with the only possible answer - “Yes! Own my ass! Please, just fuck me again, I need your cum in me again!” Steve didn’t waste anymore time. He laughed at my desperation, but immediately began to slide his monster meat back into my torn hole. It still hurt and still stretched me beyond capacity, but I finally felt right again as I felt his pubes scratching against my butt cheeks. “Aah, that’s better,” I sighed. “I love feeling this stuffed full of dick,” I moaned. Steve laughed at me again, and leaned back as he drove his hips forward. He worked up to a steady fuck pace and it felt like heaven. I grunted and moaned every time he slammed forward, busting through my second ring time and time again. But I was loving ever second of it. “You think this is being stuffed, faggot, I’ll get you stretched more than you ever imagined,” he told me. “I’ve got a friend I know would love a crack at this ass, and his dick is as big as mine. How about you take us both in you at the same time,” he suggest and he began to power fuck me. I knew he was working up to his orgasm again and I wanted his seed so badly I ignored his suggestion that he and his friend try and get in me simultaneously -as if that would ever happen! There is no way my body could accommodate that! “Oh god, cum in me,” I moaned. “Please, give me your load!” I begged. “I’m so glad you came around to my way of thinking, Pig,” Steve said. “While I do love when a slut puts up a little fight, hearing you submit to me completely is music to my ears. Now hold on while I give you another load.” Steve slammed into my ass for another few minutes and it was intense. The chains on the sling were rattling, we were both grunting like pigs, and sweating like pigs, too. The basement stank of sex, sweat and cum, only adding to the overall mood. Finally Steve roared as he held himself as deep as he could go, and I felt his dick throbbing out his load into my shredded guts. I never wanted that moment to end. How could I feel such strong emotions for this man after what he’d done to me? I honestly wanted to tell him that I loved him -stupid, I know. But he’d freed me and given me a gift. I knew that’s what it was now. We were bonded for life -how could I not think I was feeling love? On some level, at least. “You look like you’re falling in love with me, faggot,” he commented, still standing buried balls-deep in my trashed hole. “It’s okay, it happens when a pig like you finally learns his place at my hand.” Then he slowly began to withdraw from my hole and when I felt cold air rush into my gaping ass, I knew he was all the way out. Steve went to a set of shelves with a bunch of toys on it and selected a large butt plug, which he promptly shoved into my hole with very little resistance. It still stung, but it wasn’t unbearable. “There, gotta keep my baby batter in there to do it’s job on you,” he chuckled, giving the plug a firm slap just so I felt it. “I am getting you pregnant, after all.” He unfastened the straps and let me out of the sling so that I could get some blood into my extremities, and I was grateful for the plug, otherwise a stream of Steve’s cum and my blood would be flowing down my legs again and I really did want to keep his seed it me. I knew that’s where it belonged. And that realization made me accept the situation completely. When I started up with Dan and wanted to be a cumdump, I hadn’t fully accepted that. Not entirely. Now I had accepted it, and I knew that my ass is where men’s seed belongs -any and all men. I didn’t care who they were or what kind of bugs they have -I wanted it ALL. Standing there while he took quick glances as if assessing me, I reached down and began wiping the slick mess of cum and blood from my legs and slowly brought my hand to my mouth. I didn’t want a drop if his precious cum to be wasted. While I took my time wiping and licking it all up, Steve had retrieved his phone and was texting someone -likely that friend he talked about. Finally, all of the cum had been eaten, and Steve seemed finished with his phone for the time being. “I need more cum, Steve,” I admitted, my voice a little shaky as I felt so vulnerable putting a voice to my urgent hunger. “A lot more.” Surprisingly, Steve didn’t laugh at me as I’d expected. For the first time since we’d met, he actually looked at me affectionately as he reached down and took my face in my hands, before pulling me into a very passionate, wet and sloppy kiss. “I think I might fall for you, too,” he whispered when he pulled away. “That doesn’t mean I won’t get every dick possible to use that fucking faggot hole of yours.” “Good, because that’s what I want,” I assured him. “That’s what I need, Steve.” I was a junkie needing another fix. Both completely naked, we walked upstairs and took a break to have a couple of drinks. Steve was surprisingly attentive, making sure I drank a glass of water to stay hydrated before he would allow me any alcohol. We had two gin and tonics, the gin helping dull the slight sting and pain still radiating from my ass. I couldn’t believe I still wanted to be fucked knowing the condition my hole was in -and feeling the almost constant reminder with the large plug prodding all of the damaged areas every time I moved. As we sat side by side on the sofa, which he’d draped with a rubber sheet to keep all of our sex mess contained, we actually talked. “I knew that first day I saw you sneaking in and out of Dan’s house that you were going to be my pig,” Steve told me. “I just felt it and I knew that you would feel it too, once you had me inside you. Do you really want to be my pig? For me to own you?” I couldn’t help the longing I felt when I looked at him. It was a pull that I couldn’t control, or deny. I felt it, and it was real. So why deny it? “I’m sure, Steve. I’ve never been more sure. As long as you can use me like you talked about, I need it. I’m all yours.” He smiled as he stared into my eyes. “I already texted some friends of mine to come over and help me finish getting you well and truly pregnant, so I hope you mean that.” “I do, Steve. If that’s what you want of me, I’ll do anything you want. I promise.” I felt a weird desperation to prove to him that I was willing to follow any directive he gave me. Steve sat back against the rubber sheet and threw a thin arm around my shoulders, pulling me into his bony side. “That’s good. They’ll be here soon. Tonight, you will take all of the loads and dicks we can find for you, no matter what. And after that, you’ll stay with me. I’ll use you a lot, you know. My viral load only keeps climbing higher and higher each day. So we will get you knocked up. You’re going to get sick, you realize that, right?” I was nodding my head, feeling sick in my stomach, but my heart was pounding and my dick throbbing. Even though this was frighteningly extreme, I could not deny that I wanted to do it with him. All of it. “I know, Steve. But I’ll do whatever you want me to. I’ve never felt this good in my life. So even if I can only have a few months of this . . . depravity . . . I’d rather have that than a whole lifetime of feeling suffocated trying to pretend I’m someone I’m not,” I told him in earnest. He leaned closer and kissed my cheek. “I’m going to love killing you,” he whispered in my ear. “You will die from all that I’m going to do to you. Well, I’ll probably go before you do,” he chuckled, sounding completely at ease with the notion of his death. He’d accepted his circumstances and was making the absolute most of the time he has. Probably better than most people do in those situations. “What will happen to me if you . . . if you die before me?” I asked, suddenly really unsure. I loved the idea of living my life with him, to serve as his personal cum whore, but once he’s gone? I can’t go back to my ‘normal’ life after that. Especially if I waste away like he is. The people in that life wouldn’t know how to accept me. “I’ll pass you on to one of my bugged-up buddies to continue my work until you die,” he told me, so matter-of-fact it was almost as if we weren’t talking about my probably-horrific demise. Before I could say anything else, Steve sucked in a deep breath and began pulling me onto his lap, where I noticed he was rock hard again. “Until then, we are going to spend an obscene amount of time with my big cock up your tight faggot hole,” he told me, reaching behind to take hold of the plug in my ass. Just as he was about to yank it out, the doorbell rang. Steve carefully lifted me off of his lap and then I was standing in front of him. “That’ll be my friends. Go let them in -and don’t bother trying to cover yourself up. They’re all going to know every inch of you before they’re done with you, anyway. Not to mention, you’ll be carrying several other strains in your faggot ass, too. No medications will work on a few of my buddies, so you’re in for a treat,” he laughed as he spun me around and swatted my ass to get me in motion to the front door. I stood in front of the door for only a second, gulped over a lump in my throat, knowing that once I opened that door, there really would be no going back. From this point on, the remainder of my lifetime will be spent in servitude of men’s cocks. Every moment of every day will revolve around getting fucked and bred like the most disgusting cock whore imaginable. My body will be flooded with so many viruses and bugs that I know Steve won’t allow me to get treatment for. My body will be overcome. I will become a petri dish for a new breed of virus, a combination of all of these powerful and lethal strains, all mixing in my body, morphing my DNA into something unimaginable. Something that will eventually mean my end. I opened the door. THE END ? (AND A NEW BEGINNING!)

**Like I said, I'm only doing a couple more chapters so this one is quite longer than I intended, but it has the good stuff that I wanted. Enjoy!** CHAPTER TWO That weekend Dan and I had scheduled our next fuck session, planning for a much longer play time this time around. We’d had days of waiting, and now that he got his first taste of hot male butt, his dick was apparently constantly hard as memories of being sunk in me played on a loop in his mind. Good. That means he isn’t as upset about sharing me as I first thought. I wasn’t sure if his neighbor would actually be there this weekend, but I arrived with that exciting thought in mind. I’d never been treated like property before and it turned me the fuck on. The idea of getting passed back and forth between these two guys was like one of my wet dreams come true! And I didn’t even know anything about this neighbor, only that he apparently thought it was okay to blackmail his neighbor for a piece of ass. That should have been disturbing to me, but it wasn’t. Again, it only turned me the fuck on. When I arrived, Dan pulled me in the house quickly and slammed the door shut, but not in haste to get in me as I thought. He was looking sort of frantic and concerned as he dragged me over into the living room. “We don’t have much time ‘til he gets here,” he practically whispered to me. “Are you sure you’re okay with doing this? I never imagined having you come over the other day would put you in this situation. I don’t know how I’d handle the wife finding out, but you shouldn’t feel responsible. I can’t let you do this.” His concern really was sweet, but he obviously had no clue about the world of greedy sex pigs. Okay, so I had the greedy part down, but I was new to being a sex pig. For most of my adult like, I’ve been more reserved. Recently I just started to ask myself, “What for?”. Like, who am I saving myself for? I’ve always had the urge to get used by a lot of men, but always fought it. Not anymore. I took his face in my hands to get him to focus on me as I told him, “Dan, relax. I can handle it. You might think that a lot of the stuff you’ve seen online is just acting, but I can assure you that there are plenty of us who will happily take loads from whoever is offering. This neighbor of yours is just a bonus, so don’t worry. Everything will be fine.” Little did I know . . . Seconds later a loud pounding came from the front door and Dan looked stricken again as he went to answer it. He returned to the living room with a man who was taller than his six feet by about three inches, but where Dan is getting on the thicker side, this guy was rail thin. The pronounced bulge in his pants captured my attention and made me forget to give him a closer look. My mouth was watering and my hole was already yawning open all on it’s own. Dan looked resigned as he quietly said, “Chris, this is my neighbor, Steve. Steve-” “Pig,” Steve interrupted, like he spat the word out. “I think I’ll call you pig,” he said, his tone ominous and predatory as he glared into my eyes. I’d never seen such intensity before. It wasn’t passion. It was something else, something almost sinister. It made me both uncomfortable and horny at the same time. I’d always been drawn to men who looked sort of mean or hard or dangerous (though I never acted on it), and that’s what was radiating off of Steve. I could tell that Steve was going to be the Alpha in this situation as Dan was still sort of cowering, looking like he wanted to be anywhere but here. However, Steve wasn’t going to let that happen. “Dan, why don’t you take first crack at that ass while the pig gets me hard and wet. My dick is a lot bigger than yours, so I’d like a load in there before I destroy his hole,” Steve said, sounding oddly playful. As if it wasn’t obvious that Dan was anxious about this entire situation, I had to work to get him hard enough to fuck me. This should have been turning him on more, not less. Either way, I got him hard while sucking him, as Steve stripped out of his shorts. Once Dan got his cock head in my warm hole, his nerves seemed to vanish. What man could possibly concentrate on worries when their dick is buried deep in a hungry hole? Dan held my hips and pumped away at my ass using a steady pace, while I was bent forward and working Steve’s mammoth cock. It was the hugest slab of man meat I’ve ever seen. Thick as my forearm and probably as long, too. He wasn’t kidding about destroying my hole. I should have been scared, but something told me this man was going to give me the fuck of a lifetime. Steve’s precum was the most delicious thing I’d ever tasted. It had a perfect balance of sweet and salty that made me sort of hope that he would cum in my mouth so I could swish a good mouthful of his seed around my taste buds. But I really wanted to feel Steve in my ass. I have to admit that I’m a bit ashamed. I was so consumed with my thoughts of what Steve was doing to do to me that I wasn’t giving my all to Dan. I was just a hole standing in front of him that he was pumping away. From his soft grunts I guess he was enjoying it anyway, but I know that I could have put much more enthusiasm into that fuck. But something about Steve had me almost hypnotized. Moments later Dan grunted, “Ready for my load?” I yanked my head back off of Steve’s cock and yelled, “Fuck yes! Breed me!” before going back to sucking Steve. It only took about five more thrusts before Dan buried himself balls deep in me and I felt his cock twitching as he unloaded his seed in me. Fuck, that feeling never gets old. And now that he was finishing, I was eager to give Steve a try. I knew that even with Dan’s load coating my ass walls, it was going to be a very tight fit getting Steve’s huge dick up my ass. But I have always loved feeling stretched beyond my capacity, so I knew I would be getting some delicious pain/pleasure soon. Little did I know . . . Once Dan had extracted his softening cock from my now-sloppy hole, I stood and stretched out my back. My eyes were still practically glued to Steve’s enormous dick and I wondered how I would ever fit that in me. I’ve seen videos about fisting before, and I imagine taking him in you would be like that. But I’ve never even come close to trying to get fisted. How the hell am I going to manage it? And yet there was still a pull, a need in me. Now that I’d seen his cock, I just couldn’t turn him away. I had to have him. More like him having me, really. I didn’t think I had much say in the matter anymore. Steve stood back and leered at me while he slowly stroked his cock -that hung practically down to his knees! Not quite, but it was damn close. Now I was feeling more frightening than horny. There really is no way I can take him. As panic was starting to grip me, Steve released his cock and reached out to grab me by the throat. Not enough to cut off my air entirely, but it was a firm grip that told me to pay attention. “There’s no going back, pig. We’ve got an arrangement.” He glanced from me to Dan and then back to me before he said, “Let’s go over to my place. I’ve got a better set-up and . . .” he paused to glance around the immaculate living room, “I wouldn’t want to make a mess in here. And trust me, things are going to get messy.” Steve turned at the doorway of the living room and said, “Grab your shit,” before heading down the hallway away from the front door. I scrambled to gather my clothing but didn’t take the time to actually redress, while I heard Dan pulling his clothes back on and follow behind me. As I headed down the hall in the direction Steve went, I realized that he wanted us to cut through the back yard into his yard, so I didn’t worry that I was completely nude. “Are you sure about this?” Dan asked in a loud whisper. We were at the back door when I looked back at him. “Look, I don’t want to cause trouble for you. And, anyway, he seems pretty determined. I’ll just go along with it. If I really don’t feel comfortable, I’ll get out of there. Besides, what’s he going to do? It’s his word against yours,” I told him before rushing through the yard, through the adjoining gate, and through Steve’s open back door. Steve waited for me just inside the open door. He’d removed his tee shirt, revealing his skinny body. I’ve always been thin and hated when people called me skinny, but this guy was skinny. As in skin and bones. He had a bunch of tattoos on his torso that I hadn’t seen with the shirt on. Some of them were kind of muddled looking, while others stood out clearly. I assumed that they held some meaning to him. He must have been a scientist because some of them looked like chemical symbols. I heard Dan enter behind me and saw Steve’s posture stiffen. Looking up at his face, he was frowning, too. “You might not want to stick around for this part,” he told him. What the fuck was that supposed to mean? Now I was getting scared, no doubt about it. What the fuck have I gotten myself into? I thought I was just going to have a little extra fun, get an extra load, and head home a happy boy. Now I didn’t know what to expect. I looked at Dan who looked really worried for me. He gulped anxiously in that way that told me he was really worried what he’d gotten us both into. Being a genuine guy, he probably felt like shit for getting me caught up in all of this. His eyes darted around a little but finally met Steve’s. He cleared his throat and said, “I’ll stick around to make sure he’s ok.” His voice was a little uncertain, but he was clear that he was going to stick by my side, which went a little to reassure me. Steve scoffed and said, “Suit yourself. But stay the fuck out of my way. The pig is mine now.” Well, his stern voice was night and day compared to Dan’s. Steve left no doubt that he was getting things done his way. Surprisingly, Steve held my hand as he walked me down a short hallway to a door that led to the basement. As he took the stairs, I couldn’t help but wonder why people always had their sex rooms in the basement. Yes, there was something sexy about it. But when you were in a situation like the one I was currently, it was more terrifying than sexy. Visions of serial killers were dancing through my head! The twisted thing was that as I was having these thoughts, Steve was cackling to himself ahead of me. What the hell was he laughing at? Or did I just say all of that out loud? Holy shit! He didn’t say anything, though, until we were standing in the middle of the open concept play room. Dan had paused at the bottom of the stairs, looking completely torn. It was sort of nice that he felt responsible for me, but there really was nothing he could do, so I didn’t bother to try and reassure him. How could I reassure him when I was terrified myself? “Leave your clothes in the bin over there,” Steve instructed, gesturing over to an empty basin on the floor next to the stairs. “Then get that ass up on the fuck bench. You’ll be more comfortable there than if you were standing the entire time.” How nice of him to take that into consideration. Not! He was going to be stuffing that mammoth cock into my tight hole -nothing about this was going to be comfortable! I did as I was told, almost like I was in some kind of haze, or hypnotic suggestion. I could have easily just taken my clothes and run back up the stairs. And yet, here I am, cock fully hard, my heart pounding in my chest, and my hole feeling . . . dammit! My hole was aching to be stuffed FULL! There is no doubt that he will stuff me full. I did as I was told and before I knew it, I was kneeling on the fuck bench, and surprised that I was comfortable this way. There was no strain on my back or legs, and I could just relax. Hopefully I could relax enough to take him into me without doing any permanent damage. He didn’t waste any time either. As I was discarding my clothes and getting into position, he was walking around the room, flipping switches, turning on lights and cameras and monitors playing bareback porn. I had no idea what he planned to do with the cameras, well, obviously I did, but what would he do with the video? Sell it? Post it online? Bloody Hell! And by the time I was situated, he had everything right where he wanted it. And then he was on me. No preamble. One second nothing, and the next I felt his hands on my ass, one hand on each cheek, pulling me wide open. And then I felt his enormous cock head at my opening. Oh fuck, this is it. Relax, breathe, relax, clear everything else away, I told myself in a desperate attempt to will my hole open so that I didn’t get ripped to shreds. My mind closed nearly everything else away, except for Steve and my pig hole. I didn’t think about any other part of my body, just my vulnerable opening and the massive meat dong that was insisting on entrance. I could hear the sounds of raw sex filling the room from the sound system attached to the monitors displaying breeder sex videos. That helped put my mind in the right place. I couldn’t see the monitors, but I could picture assholes gaping open and swallowing cocks, swallowing their loads. As I did so, my hole yawned open and I felt Steve begin to slide in. “Shit, you are a fucking whore!” he laughed as he sunk into me. “Look at you taking that cock. I’m not even pushing and your fucking pig hole is just eating me up. You want what I got, dontcha, pig?” he laughed sinisterly. My hole might have yawned open and allow entrance, but that didn’t mean I was wide open and gaping. He made it a couple of inches in and then stopped, allowing me to breathe and try to adjust. It was still quite a shock to my system. Before I got back into that mindset, Steve slammed full length into me, balls deep in one hard thrust! I felt my entire insides split apart from the sudden invasion and I howled in pain. That explains why play rooms are in basements -so the neighbors can't hear! Normally if there’s some pain during a fuck, I just grin and bear it. This wasn’t just pain, though. I felt like someone just rammed a telephone pole up my ass, I’d never been so full or so violated. Violated, that’s a good word for what I was feeling. And yet, the stupid thing is . . . somehow I was turned on during it all. I could feel my cock throbbing beneath me, trapped between my stomach and the padded bench. It’s almost like another aspect of my personality came out with extreme pain like this, a part that reveled in it. Because apparently I was, as I suddenly found myself shoving back onto Steven’s hard monster cock. “Look at you, fucking pig! Riding this cock even though I just busted you open good!” he snarled, so impressed and amused by my behavior. “You can’t see it, pig, but you will when you watch the video. Your ass is lubing my big dick up nice and slick with all of that blood.” Blood? Hell! Bloody Hell! He really had done some damage. So why was my ass feeling greedy, still? Steve took hold of my hips and pumped away, my hole destroyed and slackened enough that he could just ride me. Especially with the combination of his precum, Dan’s load, and my own ass juices and blood slickening his ride. I could feel all around my ass and down my legs were wet as he continued to rape my hole. I knew it was blood. There was no way Dan bred me that much or Steve could precum that much. So why the hell am I still turned on by this fuck? Am I sick? I’m a sick fucker for loving the fuck this man is giving me. I’ve never done anything like this before, nothing ever this extreme. Steve power-fucked my ass for what felt like another hour, but was probably another fifteen or twenty minutes. Then he slowed and lowered himself down onto me so his stomach was flush with my back. He brought his head down next to mine on the left and whispered into my ear. “So, the pig is enjoying the ride, I take it?” his gravelly voice rumbled sexily. “Good thing ‘cause you’re not getting out of here until I’ve gotten all I want from you. Or, should I say, given you all I want to give you,” he chuckled. “What . . . what do you mean?” I asked, feeling a sudden surge of panic again. “You’re not leaving here without my AIDS, pig,” he snarled into my ear. AIDS?!? What the fuck? I was suddenly thrashing against him, whimpering, trying to get Dan to come and get this sick fuck off of me. I could hear struggling and Dan was trying to get Steve off of me. He didn’t know what Steve had told me but it must have been quite clear that I wanted to go. “Back the fuck off, Dan, or your wife gets a phone call at her mother’s house tonight,” Steve bellowed, and then the room fell silent, except for the porn playing in the background. It’s not like they could have been fighting much, given that Steve was still buried balls-deep up my ass, but whatever struggle they got into ceased and I heard Dan walk away. Quietly, he said, “Chris, I’m sorry. I didn’t know this would happen,” and then he disappeared up the stairs. I felt Steve lean down next to my ear again and in a sexy whisper, he said, “Thank fuck, I thought he would never leave. Now we can have some real fun. You want that, don’t you, pig?” Why did my body respond to this man who had literally destroyed me? I had never been so turned on in my life, and this man just told me he was going to give me AIDS! What the hell is wrong with me? “You want it, I know you do,” he chuckled into my ear before he pushed himself back up to standing. “Are you ready for your first load of AIDS cum, pig?” he asked loudly. “Fuck yes! Give it to me!” I heard my own voice yelling. Fuck, I really am a sick fuck. Then again, I’d just been thinking he was a sick fuck, too, so maybe we were more compatible than I thought. I was so inexperienced with sex outside of vanilla, this was all so new and exciting, I couldn’t deny that I wanted to delve deeper. “Here it comes, fucking whore! Take my HIV! Take my AIDS!!!” he yelled at the top of his lungs as his balls erupted and blasted my shredded insides with scalding hot high viral cum. I’ll admit it stung like a bitch, but somehow I got a perverse thrill from that. I just didn’t know my own mind anymore. As his cum began to shoot into me, I felt my own cock going off below me as a pool of my semen spread out between me and the bench. I felt like such a pig. And I loved every second of it. Steve yanked his dick out of my ass, causing me to yell out in pain and shock. He stepped back and appeared to marvel at the mess he’d made of me. I glanced over my shoulder back at him and could see my reflection in a large mirror on the wall behind him. My entire backside and the backs of my legs were streaked with blood. I hadn’t just gotten a tiny tear. I was bleeding. Not gushing or requiring medical attention. I don’t think, anyway. But there was an alarming amount of blood. “We’re off to a good start, pig,” Steve told me, sounding kind of proud and not nearly as scary as he had before. “You up for it?” I really didn’t want to be up for it. I really thought I should say something like, “Go fuck yourself you sick fuck!” and take my damaged ass to the nearest hospital for some stitches and some PEP. That’s not what I said, though.

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A man who has served his Country in public service for decades. A man who can accept that his physically his body is failing him, and puts the welfare of the Nation before his own pressing urge to continue his service to the United States. Joe Biden, our President, the consummate Humanist, deserves to be honored, respected, celebrated and held in the highest esteem both now, as he steps down from his office, and by future generations. He has advanced the citizenry of the United States with tremendous accomplishments by service first to his State, then as Vice President, and finally President, and unfailingly working to advance the rights of the downtrodden, the underprivileged, those who society has ignored since the founding of this Nation. His gifts to the Nation have been nearly uncountable through the decades, and now his final gift to the country he loves has now been given, and we all know how difficult that decision has been for him. Whatever one's personal political beliefs are, lets not let petty notions allow us to denigrate this truly good and decent man. May he find peace as we, the citizens, move on.

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Chapter 2 –Machine, Man, Machine Chapter 1 describes a birthday celebration with Matt. He and I have played together a lot, and he is giving me a special weekend session that he controls. He slammed me earlier, fucked me with a dildo, then his hand. Now, he’s added a booty bump to my ass and is waiting while it melts. I was on the sling, feeling the sweet burning of a melting shard deep in my ass. I could already feel some of the effects of the additional T but I had no idea how big this shard was, so it could be melting for a lot longer. Matt was working the apps, and seemed to have found someone interested in joining us. “This guy wants to come over, but it’ll be a while,” he said. “We’ve got all weekend”, I replied. “Yeah, but your ass is already opened up, and I want it to stay that way. I’ve got a few other guys I’m talking to, so I can’t give it the attention it needs.” “I could shove a dildo or butt plug up there,” I suggested. “Or, you could use the fuck machine,” Matt pondered. He went over to his rim chair and set up the fuck machine right under the seat. He picked out a nice-sized dildo, lubed it up, and attached it to the machine. Then, he helped me out of the sling and walked me over to the machine. I sat down on the rim seat and took the tip of the dildo into my ass. This toy was bigger than the knot dildo, but it was smooth all the way down. It would certainly stretch my opening when it got deep into my ass. We got the machine angled properly, and Matt turned it on. By now, the shard had dissolved completely, and I was feeling the effects of all the T. Matt placed a bottle of poppers near me but told me I could only use them when he told me to. The well-lubed dildo was driving deep into me, but I could rise a little on the rim seat to control the depth. Matt had it set to a relatively slow speed, and it felt good as it steadily fucked my needy ass. Matt went back to the bed and picked up his phone. I was sitting on the rim seat, taking the dildo in my ass and enjoying myself. “Poppers,” Matt commanded. I obligingly picked up the brown bottle and took two deep hits. I recapped it and put it down. When they hit, I sunk all the way down on the rim seat, letting the dildo go deeper into my ass. At the same time, Matt used the wireless controller to increase the speed of the machine, so I was now getting fucked faster and deeper than before. It felt amazing, and I started to push my ass even further down on the dildo as it rose into me. “Again”, growled Matt. I knew that he meant more poppers, and I knew that meant that I was going to go wild on the dildo. Two more deep hits, and I was in heat. The glowing purple poppers eye was all that I could see, and I reached down to spread my ass even more as the machine pumped the toy into my ass. At one point, I lifted my feet off the floor so that the dildo could go even deeper, but it was hard to stay stable that way. But the dildo was pummeling my ass, and I was determined to ride it long and hard. “OK, pig. That dildo needs more lube”, said Matt. He came over to the rim seat, stopped the fuck machine, and had me get up. I just leaned forward so that he could apply more lube to the dildo so my ass was exposed. Matt put some lube on the toy and then shoved a few fingers in my ass. “Yeah, this hole is getting ready for a lot of action”, he said. Then, he put one hand on my shoulder and used the other to stabilize the dildo. He lowered me onto the toy and started it up again. This time, I made sure that my ass was as far down in the rim seat as it could be so that I could take as much of the dildo in me as possible. Matt had me do more poppers before he walked away. He told me that he was going to the kitchen and would be back. But, before he left, he pointed out the camera that was aimed at my ass, telling me that he’d know if I got off the dildo at any point. I think he knew I had no desire to stop, but the thrill of being in control and knowing that he was watching turned him on. “Poppers,” demanded Matt as he walked out the door. I took two snorts again and went into the poppers haze, with all my focus on the activity in my ass. When I came out of it, I was leaning up against that wall behind the rim seat with my legs in the air, letting my ass sink down even more as the toy mercilessly pounded my ass. I sat that way for a while, letting the dildo deep into my ass. This toy was quite thick, so it was also stretching out my hole. Hopefully, there would be a lot more things going in it so I wanted the access to be as easy as possible. While Matt was away, he increased the speed of the fuck machine again. At this point, it was really giving my ass a workout. I did some more poppers again and spread my ass wide, letting the fuck machine plumb my deepest areas. When I came down from the poppers, I realized that Matt was back in the room, watching me. He had two glasses in his hands, and he handed me one and said, “Drink this.” I knew that there was some G in the drink and happily swallowed it down. I didn’t need the G to make me any more relaxed or piggy, but I was up for anything. Matt let the machine fuck me some more, giving the G time to take effect. I started to feel like all that mattered was getting my ass filled and stretched in any way possible. My hole was well lubricated by the dildo, and I was now stretching it open even more by sticking a few fingers from each hand in alongside the dildo. Matt was clearly liking what he was seeing and was varying the speed of the dildo from his remote. Matt’s phone pinged with a message, and he left the room after reading it. He had left the fuck machine on at a pretty high speed, and I was riding the wave of sensation in my ass when he returned with another guy. The new guy was named Brett. He was naked except for a cock ring that attached to a harness around his chest. He was handsome, looked to be in his 40s, and had a smooth, well-defined chest and a nice hefty cock. His cock was surrounded by a nice bush, and his balls were hanging low. Brett watched me for a while, so I decided to put on a show for him. I leaned back against the wall and lifted my legs again so that he could see the dildo plundering my ass. I spread my ass open with my hands and used my fingers to stroke alongside the dildo. Based on Brett’s cock’s reaction, he liked what he was seeing. He walked over and checked out my hole, running his fingers along the perimeter while the dildo was still fucking me. “Oh yeah, this will be fun,” he commented. Matt and Brett decided to blow some clouds while I was getting plowed. They were doing some shotgunning, too, and shared some with me. Between the slam, the booty bump, the G, and the poppers, I was up for anything. Once they were feeling good, Brett walked over to me again. His cock was leaking some precum, so I leaned forward to take him into my mouth. This put my ass at a totally new angle and let the dildo probe new areas. I groaned as I sucked in his cock. I licked and sucked him for a while until he said that he wanted to fist me. Brett handed the remote to Matt so that he could control the machine while Brett lubed up his hands. When he was ready, he told Matt to stop the machine so that we could remove the dildo. I thought he wanted me in the sling, so I moved to get up. “Nope. Stay where you are,” ordered Brett. Then, Matt moved the fuck machine out of the way, and Brett laid down on the floor, putting his hand in the air under the rim seat. “Ride my arm,” directed Brett. I was happy to obey. I lowered my ass onto his waiting hand. He had it in the duck position but had switched over to a fist. His hand was bigger than either of Matt’s, but my open ass was ready for anything. As I slid down, he twisted his fist around inside me. I kept going down, taking as much of his arm as I could. Once I bottomed out, he told me to fuck myself on his arm. I raised my ass up, and then lowered it down again. Each time that I went down on his arm, I pushed out so that I could take more of him in me. His hand felt amazing inside me. There’s always something special about taking a fist from a new guy. I looked down at Brett, and he was clearly enjoying himself too. When I was fully impaled on Brett’s arm, Matt put his hand on my shoulder to hold me in place. With his other hand, he placed the poppers under my nose. I closed the other nostril and took three deep hits. I knew things would get wild when they hit, so I grabbed the bars on either side of the rim chair and started to ride Brett’s arm. Now, I was twisting and moving around as I slid up and down on his hand. He was getting deep inside me on each down stroke, and I was letting his fist leave my ass on the up stroke. This meant that he entered my ass again and again as I was enjoying the flush from the poppers. Coupled with the T and G, my ass was needy beyond belief. I looked down and saw that a lot of fluid had leaked out of my cock. I didn’t know if I had an orgasm or if this was just a lot of precum, but it was exciting either way. The liquid was dripping through my jock and forming a puddle on the floor. Matt fed me some more poppers as I was coming down from the initial rush. Damn, my ass felt astounding! I was taking a new guy’s fist and was totally focused on the sensations inside my hole. I rode Brett for all I was worth. Eventually, I slowed down and finally just sat on his fist, lodging it deep inside me. Brett was exploring around a bit and working on my second hole. This position was not ideal for that sort of penetration, so I suggested we move back to the sling. They helped me up and walked me over to the sling. Matt had me step out of my jock. Once they got me situated, Brett sat on the chair at the base of the sling and started to massage my gape. Matt walked over to the bed and returned with a freshly filled pipe and the torch. He had me blow a few clouds, then fed some more to Brett. He, of course, smoked some more, too. Brett, meanwhile, had lubed up his hands again. He placed his fist at my hole and leaned forward to drive his hand into my ass. After all the earlier work, it went in smoothly. He opened his hand once he was deep inside and started looking for the bend that would let him go deeper. I was moaning in ecstasy as he worked over my ass and gasped when he finally moved past the curve. He kept slowly crawling his fingers forward, getting deep inside my colon. It felt amazing, and he looked excited by what he was doing. He spent a good bit of time inside my deepest areas. He would pull back, never taking his hand all the way out, before pushing back in again. He was slow and deliberate with his movements since he knew that some suction had likely built up inside me. This was a guy who knew how to use a fist on an ass! He pulled his hand all the way out after probing my colon. Now, he placed his other hand at my hole. This one was fisted, too, and it was his larger, dominant hand. My ass wrapped around his fist as it slid into me. I was flexing my ass with the pleasure that I was feeling, and my cock again pumped out a load of fluid. Matt was there to lick it up and then sucked my cock into his mouth, eking out the last few drops. Brett extracted his right hand and plunged in again with his left. He alternated hands like this for a while. At one point, he sunk one of his hands in and commanded me to snort some poppers. I was seriously fucked up at this point, and the poppers just made me piggier. Once they hit and he started pounding my ass with both hands, I was yelling for him to wreck my ass. Eventually, Brett said that he was tiring out. Matt suggested that he bring the fuck machine over to the sling, and they could watch me get fucked by it. Brett agreed, and they brought the machine to the base of the sling. A larger dildo was put on it this time, and this one had some bumps and ridges on it. It took a bit of adjustment to get it set to the best angle for fucking me, but they got it done. Once we were all satisfied with the setup, they moved back to the bed and watched me get deeply fucked by the toy on the machine. They were smoking, too, and I was happy to put on a show for them. Brett ended up sitting on Matt’s face, getting his ass rimmed while watching me get mine fucked. Then Brett said, “Damn, my husband would love this.” “Invite him over,” I replied. Matt grunted his approval, so Brett called his husband and told him to join us. While he was on the phone, he was still getting rimmed by Matt, and I was still getting plowed by the fuck machine.

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Again, that wasn’t the question. And while I don’t agree that prostitution should be legalized (without a whole host of attendant requirements and alternate laws to enforce them) I definitely agree that it is work. In my middle school government class our teacher used prostitution as an example of capitalism. When he said, “Let’s consider the case of a prostitute who practices her trade ten times a night … “ I piped-up with my recently deepened voice and said, “If she’s doing it ten times a night, she doesn’t need any more practice!” Another trip to the monsignor’s office!

I had to post this. Other guys posts has sparked memories of my 1st time and 2nd time how I started with new fun many years ago. I learned that I was a bi bottom after this. I'll remember these experiences like it was yesterday and remember every little detail. Still get off on it!! Never thought of men that way. I still like women but love to be a bottom. I started late in my life. My group of friends back then and I we were all very straight but there was one in the group that was gay we knew about it never said anything. He never talked or we talked to him about it. He was just one of the guys. I had a sex life change a long time ago we were at a bar with friends and with girls having a great time "I posted about this some time ago" we drank alot and I was buying drinks and kept bumping into a guy at the bar by accident. I politely apologize and after the 3rd time buying he said sit over here. I gave the drinks to my friends and their girls and sat next to the guy he bought me a few drinks and we talked alot joked a bit had a good time with my new friend. My friends wanted to leave and the guy ask if i could drive him home if i was leaving. Since i got there alone i told my friends im hanging here they left and my new friend bought me some more drinks. I was feeling drunk as hell and he asked to take him home it was close. So i did. We got in the car and almost hit a few cars on the way to his place. We got in his house and he gave me a spare bedroom to sleep in. I think he gave me a drink or two when we were there dont remember. I crashed on the bed and passed out. I kinda woke up pants off to my body moving and felt him inside of me pumping away. Laying on top of me. I was shocked and confused that it actually kinda felt good i could feel he must have lubed me up. I squirmed to get him off. Told him to stop. I just heard a growl he held me down harder grabbing my neck hard as he then thrusted harder. I could feel his cock sliding in and out of my sore hole. All of a sudden he moaned loud and he explode and pulled out as I laid there almost in tears not knowing what to do. He left and I got up got up and saw a bathroom went in to cleanup and saw some blood on my hands as i touched my sore hole. I got nervous and wiped my hole and leggs .and put my pants on and left his house without saying anything. Few weeks went by and still thinking about it all. It did get me hard thinking about it. Didn't tell any of my friends about it. Then I was watching porn and went to the gay porn and it excited me a little. It was getting curious about what happened to me and I called my gay friend and ask if i can come over. He said he is free tonight so come by. I got there, we have been friends for years. I sat on the sofa. I knew he would understand what happened. I told him everything that happend the other night. He said that you were forced and did you like it? I said actually after i got my head straight yes and then i just let it happen to the end. He asked if there was a mess after? I said there was some blood and a little crap on my leggs got cleaned and left without seeing him. Then i told him i recently watched some gay porn and liked it. I was a bit confused. He laughed and said you joined the club and laughed more. He sat next to me and put his hand on my leg and rubbed it. He ask if that makes you feel uncomfortable. I said a little but felt hot. He started to rub my crouch and said how about that? I said im actually getting hard. He said everything is ok its our secret between us. I'll help you to fulfill your curiosity right away. He undid my pants and played with my cock. I got hard as hell and he bent over and started to suck my cock for a littl. We got up and he said you good? I said yes. It was weird because we have been friends for years and never thought of doing this with any guy. He grab my pants and pulled them off. Now i was getting more weird feelings. He played with my balls and cock for a bit. He said I have been waiting for this to happen with you. I know you like girls but i thought you would like this also. I was getting hot as hell now he turned me around and gave me a hug as he push me forward and bending me over for him to see my ass. He said I have a great ass but we have to do something for you to learn. He walked me to the bathroom and gave me some enema bottles. He told me how to use them and had me bend over and lubed the tip and stuck it in my ass. So weird but hot he filled me and said sit on the toilet. Told me to keep doing this till your discharge is clear. Then he left the bathroom. I used the bottle's till nothing but clear water came out. I heard him say jump in the shower I'll be right in. I got into the shower and started to soap up. Then i heard him come in. He got into the shower with me and started to soap me up. We spent some time in there washing each other and he turned me around and was washing my back then my ass and ran his fingers to my hole. He pushed me to bend over as he soaped up my hole and felt a finger go in. It felt so amazing and then two fingers when in as he stroked them in my hole. All of a sudden i was getting hard. We washed the soap off dried and he grabbed my hand and brought me into his bedroom. I got in and saw the bed with his toys spread out and gay porn playing on his big tv. So when I was cleaning out he was setting up this room for us. He laid me down. He got on top of me and kissed me. My 1st time kissing a dude. I was so hot i got into it. Then kissed my stomach and started to suck me but stopped so I didn't cum. He turned me over and pulled my hips up and pushed my face into the pillow. He rubbed my as and licked it then started to lick me ass. It felt so good as he stuck his tongue deep in my ass. I moaned so loud and he said love that sound and you will be doing that more. Then i felt some fingers go in and felt some cold suff on my hole as he stuck one of his toys in me very very slow. As it was going in it hurt at 1st then an incredible feeling from my leggs to my head hit me as i moaned so loud. He thrusted it more and the porn got louder as he turned it up i looked up watched the porn playing as he was thrusting the toy in me. Then he said get ready, I ask for what? and then he pulled the toy out fast. I think i just blew a little load. I moaned again loud. He ask how was that? I said more more! He laughed and said this will get you. Then i felt another toy, bigger and tighter go in and it vibrated hard. Wow this was hot. Used it for some time then pulled it out. Then I felt the bed move and he started to rub my hole and herd him say nice hole. I put my face into the pillow and all of a sudden he put his cock in me. It felt sooo good as he slipped it in very slowly. I felt every part of his cock as he started to thrust. He said he always wanted to fuck me as he was thrusting harder. It felt so nice. Then he flipped me over and grab my leggs high. Pulled me toward him and his cock went in again. He bent my leggs by my head and thrusted away. I looked down to see what was happening and loved it. It was hot seeing his dick in me ! He pumped with light but then hard thrusts for a while then he moaned loud and laid on me with his cock still in as i felt his cock throbbing. It was such a great feeling. He got up and sucked my cock i lasted a minute and blew a huge load in his mouth i was so turned on. He push me up on the bed and laid next to me. We watched porn for the next hour and he showed me his favorites. Groups and bondage seems to be his favorites. It was a big turn on I never watched group or bondage porn. He told me all about bondage and fun at groups. What he likes to do to guys and have done with him. It was so incredibly hot! I moved to the front of the bed ass up to watch the porn better and he moved over to rub my ass then he climbed on and said im so hot for you right now and i felt him enter again as he held my arms tightly so i couldn't move. I said give me more and he pumped for a little and blew another load in me. He lifted my hips so my ass was high and he said i can see everything dripping out. He licked my hole for a while and heard and felt him suck it also. So hot! We laid on the bed for a long time playing with each others cock and talking. He said he would teach me a bunch of things to do. He said he would like to tie me up and blindfold me. He explained it will heighten the senses. He also told me about things that can add to the fun like poppers and 420 He said I bet my boyfriend would like to meet you. I said sure just let me know. Then he asked if i would like to be tied and blindfolded. I said ill try anything once. So he called him and walked away as he was talking to his friend and I just laid there watching porn. He got back and handed me some 420 and laid next to me and said his boyfriend is coming now so smoke. I said ok as he slapped my ass and sat on my leggs and started to give me an amazing rub down from my head to my leggs. I almost fell asleep. His boyfriend arrived i didnt hear him come in to the apartment and bedroom i was too relaxed from the massage. He must have been watching me getting the massage for a while. Then i heard him say hello there. I looked up and he was nice looking guy wearing sweatpants and a tshirt. He said so this is the guy that had a tough start? My friend and him left the room as I laid there relaxing and watching porn. About 10 minutes or more went by and both came in. He was naked and a bigger cock than my friend. He was a bit hairy but very muscular with big arms. He walk to my face and grabbed my hair and said suck. My friend then told me how to do it right as i had his cock in my mouth. He was getting hot and hard. I actually started to get into it alot. Loved how if i did it right it his cock would throb. He walked away and ask my friend if he fucked me yet. He said he used some toys and yes twice. He seemed annoyed that it happened but he kissed my friend. So his boyfriend asked about what happened with the guy who basically raped you. I explained what happened and what he did. He asked me did i like it. I said at the time a little but no. I said now i find it very hot now and get hard thinking about it. He said thats great. Told my friend to sit on the chair as he spread my cheeks and looked at my ass closely. I felt a finger go in deep moved it around then put it in his mouth and said to my friend I tasted you. I looked over and saw my friend sitting there as his bf was examining my body. He flipped me over grabbed my soft cock and started to suck it till i got hard then stopped. He said to my friend go get the straps and stuff. He told me to get on the bed face up. So I did my friend gave him a bunch of straps then a hard pillow. Then he sat on the chair to watch. His boyfriend pulled me almost to the end of the bed then strapped my hands to the post with long straps. Now my arms are stretched wide then shoved the pillow under my hips and back then strapped my feet hight to the other posts so my leggs were hight and spread. I had mixed feelings at this point. I kept looking at my friend sitting there and hearing from him its ok and u will love it. My friends boyfriend then grabbed a tube and squeezed out some lube and grabbed something from the nightstand and rubbed it. Then slowly put it in my ass it felt good but hurt a bit like my hole was about to rip. I passed a point the slipped in fast. He got up and walked around looking at me. They both left the room and shut the door. I heard some taking and then they came in. I couldn't move and both got on the bed and rubbed me all over as my friend put a blindfold on me and said relax. He kissed my face as his boyfriend started to stroke me and play with my balls. I couldn't see anything and they turn the volume up on the porn. Then felt the toy come out of my hole as a blew a load on my chest. I was like rubber then. One of them started to lick the cum off me then felt it had to be his boyfriend rub his dick on my hole. I said i want to feel that. His Boyfriend said quite in time. I kept feeling his head rub up and down on my hole then all of a sudden it went it. Wow it felt so good and i was so amazed how much it felt that way. I think the straps and blindfold definitely heighten the experience.. He pushed all the way in deep. Then i heard my friend say dont move keep it as deep as you can. So now his cock was so deep. I didn't know what was going on at that time. Then i felt him starting to thrust. Again feeling every part of his cock. I heard my friend ask how are you and I said great. Then his boyfriend started to pump harder. I heard my friend say to his boyfriend can i lay under you to see and he said yes. Heard some sounds then his boyfriend started to pump real hard and grabbed my neck tight as i couldn't breathe that much. I choked and it got him more excited that he thrusted hard as i heard him almost screem and felt a warm feeling in my gut's. I was exhausted at this point and my hold was so sore. He was about to pull out and he told my friend to get a pale. I dont know what they were talking about but laid there with his cock still in me and he wasnt moving then i felt something under my ass as a very warm feeling was rushing in my guts and some moaning. I heard him say I like you friend. All of a sudden his boyfriend said get ready im pulling out as what was buy my ass came up to my hole as he pulled out and i felt a lot of liquid coming out. Then i smelt the piss and asked was that piss. My friend said yes did you like it. I said yes but burnt my hole coming out a little. I said I'd do it again and i her my friends boyfriend say i really like this guy as he laughed. I asked if you can untie me thay said not yet. So i laid there and my boyfriend lifted the blindfold and said how was that? I said I would do it again with you. We want to relax for a little shoved a pillow under my head and he said watch some more of my porn. He put in a dvd of some more bondage gangbangs porn and left me all tied up to watch. In a few minutes i had to piss and yelled for them i had to piss. They came in with a large bottle and stuck my cock in it and my friend said piss now. I filled it half way just about and when done he pulled the bottle away and suck my cock for a little then left me alone. I thought it was crazy but cool. I was watch the porn and got hot watching but i was also exhausted and leggs were sore from hanging there. Then my friend's boyfriend came in got on his knees and started to eat me for a while as he stroked his cock. He stood up and he was hard as a rock grabbed the tube and smeared it all over his cock and said now watch this as he stuck his cock in me. I didn't see my friend anywhere as he pumped hard and fast. He was pumping hard for a while then licked my hanging leggs as he kept pumping I still dont see my friend anywhere. He he then moaned loud as i felt his cock throb and he pulled out and left. He said we will do this again I have to go. He left and heard some talking then a door close. My friend came in and untied me and i had to lay there forna bit my leggs were so sore. He laid next to me and said he was jealous to see me get fucked like that. He likes to get fucked just like that. He asked how are you doing was this fun? I said yes had a great time but im sore as hell down there and leggs. He said over time it will be easier. We kissed for a little and he pulled me up and said go shower. After i got out he handed me my clothes and I got dressed. He said I will show you more things and bring you to a few friends that we have. I did play with the two of them a lot of times after. I got so into being a bottom I sometimes show up to my friend for a quickie then go home unexpectedly. We ended playing after untill my friends boyfriend died in a car accident and my friend moved. They taught me a lot of kinky stuff and introduced me to the clubs and their friends that eventually played with. I so miss them. They introduced me to all kinds of fun and kinky stuff. Im still a pussy hound but I love to bottom.

My recently fucked up-to-date fuck hole. Please enjoy. 😈

I suck cock for the cum. When I have a cock in my mouth I'm thinking "please cum quickly"

Always a major turn on for me when top eats my ass and make it wet ..

I like to think of myself as the equivalent of a urinal. When men piss in a urinal, they don't stop to think about the urinal. They don't thank the urinal. They use it for it's purpose, and then they zip up and leave without a thought. Pig wants to be that urinal for their cum. It wants him to have no other thought than to use this urinal and then walk away from it like it's an inanimate object that has served it's purpose.

I also like the odd scene where he flips/tops. Especially because he’s hopefully a pozzed up little slut.

Got a good session at the local park the other day, was cutting through mid afternoon and took a bit of a circuit …thought it would be a bit early for any serious fun and spotted a tradie lad …thought he was pissing against a tree till I saw an old bloke sucking his knob …they must have heard me walking through the bracken coz the lad looks round and the old bloke was on his feet and running off before I even had a chance to join in. The lad was 20s and fit ish ..some tats and a really white cock and arse (mega tan lines and sunburn) He’s trying to put his cock away but im like giving him a grin and he stops and nods down at it …im on my knees and sucking his wet cock getting my tongue under his forskin (love a foreskin) …he’s got a nice hairy arse and crack and im working my fingers against his taint and up towards his hole …he tastes ace and smells of fresh sweat and lynx His cock is rock hard in my mouth and im rubbing his hole with a wet finger He’s like “want me to shoot in ya gob mate or want to fuck?” Yeah im up for a fuck …”ok mate but not here though” (bit disappointed bout that) …”vans just over there” …nodding to the little road …(better 😉 ) We get to his van and get in the back …its well hot ..im already sweaty …but there’s room and the floor is padded Hes on his back pants off cock hard and im sucking and get back to fingering him …he pulls some lube and said want to fuck me ? …Im usually a bottom but Im already wanking and wet my cock seems to want to …so sure He gets on all fours and I can’t help but eat him for a bit while wanking him …he’s making some well interested noises …till he’s “mate please fuck me” …I line up and wipe my pre cum on his wet hole before slowly sliding in bb…fuck mate u in me bare ? Duh! He’s red-hot inside tight and slick. Yeah mate ….cool he said …I fucked him for several min getting deep as he relaxed in to it …then told him I was going to cum in him and he was fucking loving it Shot a big load deep in him then got him on his back and sucked his load out of him while fingering his cummy hole Prob took us longer to find our pants and trousers in the back of the van that it took to blow our loads …got out the van covered in sweat looked like id been dunked in the pond anyone that saw us must have know we’ed been fucking Cool 😜

Asleep and Taking Loads My boy and I have been coming up with some fun risky scenarios to play out getting him more comfortable taking raw POZ cock. It totally turns both of us on. Over the past few months, I’ve shared his holes with a few guys, mostly buddies, mostly NEG or POZ and medicated. He suggested lining up a few NEG guys online to come over for some group fun and pretend to be drugged up and knocked out. He figured I’d be there to keep things from getting out of hand, so where’s the real harm, right? He told me that he’d start to moan or ‘wake up’ if he’d had too much and wanted to stop. Plus, I’d get to watch these strangers breed my boy and then fuck their cum into his ass. What could go wrong? My boy decided that Saturday night would be our best bet to get a lot of guys. I placed an ad with a few naked pictures showing his hole full of cock, one of it freshly bred and leaking seed, letting guys know he was serious: GUY TAKING NEG LOADS WHILE PASSED OUT. FUN STARTS AT MIDNIGHT THIS SATURDAY. SEND PICS AND STATS FOR ADDRESS. Within the next two days, I’d had about ten replies. Most were from NEG guys who loved the idea. One was from someone POZ saying how risky it was just to trust people. He went on to say that some POZ guys might just say they were NEG and join the scene anyway. He included a pic of his muscular back with a big biohazard tattoo and a really nice, slightly saggy ass. I knew he was right, but sent the address and instructions to come on in to the rest of the NEG guys who I wanted to see raw top my sleepy boy. Saturday afternoon we had an early light lunch and I got the house ready while my boy lounged in the tub and took his time really deep cleaning. We put the bed in the middle of the room and stripped it of our normal sheets with a black rubber mattress cover in their place. My boy took a few hits of poppers and laid down as I ate his hole. Around 11:45, I heard the front door open and two or three voices chatting as they came up the stairs. My boy winked at me and closed his eyes. Three guys came in and stripped their clothes off as I fingered my boys ass, saying that he was out cold, and they could have their way with him. One guy shoved his cock down my boy’s throat. Another one lined up and spit on his dick before shoving it into my boy. My slutty boy must have been really struggling to not groan or moan on those cocks. The third guy, a real frat boy, seemed to be having a hard time getting it up, so I knealt down suck his cock until it was ready to breed my boy. While I was gobbling the frat boy’s cock, a fourth guy showed up, big muscle guy. I remembered his thick tool from his pics. He stipped off his shorts and winked at me while I went back to sucking the frat boy off. The first two men came, one shooting his load all over my ‘sleeping’ boy’s face and hair. The first top shot his load deep into my boy. When he pulled out there was a white river leaking out. I smeared some cum out of my boy’s bangs onto my cock and pushed their cum into him. I fucked my boy for a few minutes. The first two guys were naked and jerking each other off while the frat boy watched and slapped his thickening dick on my boy’s slack mouth. The muscle guy tapped my ass and told me he was ready for his turn. He was rock hard and truly thick, naked from the waist down, his frame peeking out of a black tanktop. I knew my boy must have been struggling to take it all so fast, even though he was well-lubed and pretty open. I watched from behind as he forced inside my boy, his broad shoulders flexing under that shirt. My boy remained totally silent as the guy stabbed his dick balls deep and then went to hammering. When he was about to cum, he shook his head and said, ‘not yet.’ The frat boy was finally fully hard and slid on into my silent boy. I needed a piss really bad, and the first top told me he was thirsty. ‘Not here,’ I said, and pointed to the bathroom. The guy got in the shower and I pissed into his mouth. He swallowed every drop. We were only out of the bedroom for a minute or two when the frat boy shouted that he was going to cum, and we raced back in to watch him hammer his load into my ‘passed-out’ boy’s hungry hole. The muscle guy was next to my boy’s shoulder with his back to us, tapping a spot on his arm. He jerked his cock as the frat boy came then took his place, not waiting for me to have a turn. The guy grunted and growled as he pummeled my boy’s raw ass but my boy never made a sound. As he force fucked my boy, I watched as his ass flapped around and realized where I’d seen it before. I wasn’t at all surprised when his shirt crept high enough that I could see the points of his biohazard tattoo peeking out, but I was too horny to do anything to stop it. I knew this POZ stranger was about to breed my boy, just like he warned me he would. The muscle stud roared as he filled my boy up. ‘I’m breeding you, boy, filling you up with POZ cum! You like that?’ he asked. The three NEG guys sort of freaked out and made a quick exit, grabbing their clothes as they left. I stood there shocked, but fully hard and about to shoot my load. Still inside my boy, the guy leaned forward, ‘You like this game boy? Want me to call my toxic friends over and share your hole with them? You want me to stop?’ My boy didn’t reply. I knew he wanted to eventually take POZ cum, and was waiting for a sign that it was time to call it a night. I rubbed my boy’s face and tried to ask him if he wanted more, but he just drooled. I was a little freaked out. The POZ muscle top went over to his phone and clicked around. He held the screen towards me and I saw a conversation on it: Person 1: Hey boy. Nice profile. You take raw POZ cock? Person 2: I want to… I have this fantasy. Person 1: Yeah? What’s that? Person 2: I convince my man to host a NEG-only party and pretend to be passed out. But, I get a POZ guy to come over and actually give me something so I pass out and can’t stop him from breeding me. Person 1: Yeah, boy? I could do that for you. I have connections… and maybe some POZ buddies who might be into joining… Person 2: Cool Keep your eyes peeled for an ad. That’ll be us. In case my man doesn’t send you the address, here it is: ********** Person 1: Cool. You really want me to mess you up and knock you out? Person 2: Yes, please. The POZ stud took his phone back and grabbed my hips. He guided my cock into my boy’s puffy cummy hole. ‘You like this scene?’ ‘Yeah,’ I replied. 'Breed him. Mix your seed with mine inside him. He wants this.’ He rocked my hips forwards and backwards faster and faster until I shot my load into my boy, pushing that POZ and those NEG loads deeper inside him. The stud licked his lips as I pulled out and spread my boy’s cheeks. He sucked out as much cum as he could until it was smeared all over his mouth. ‘Clean me!,’ he ordered. I licked all over his mouth as he jammed his fingers in and out of my boy. ‘Good thing you’re into this. My buddies are already on their way over…’

Hot, hot, keep this going, keep filling the pig with cock and seed

PART 2 My sexual reverie was interrupted when I heard footsteps in the hallway coming towards us. I looked at Ken, but he didn’t seem to care at all! Three men entered the room and stood watching as Ken continued sliding his thick cock in and out of my hungry hole. I guessed from his total lack of concern that these guys were expected! Without missing a stroke, he told me, “It’s OK, Baby! These are good friends of mine. I’ve known them for YEARS. The guy with the beard is Bill. Adam’s the red-head and the guy with the tats all over…we call him Bikerman. They’re all in my AIDS Support Group. We get together once a week and exchange massages, part of our healthy living program. If we’re lucky, like tonight, I’ll have a hot bottom like you, naked on the table, ready to fuck!” The one named Adam called out, “Yo, Kenny! Looks like you found another poz slut to re-charge.” Ken laughed! “Even better than that, boys! This one’s NEGATIVE…at least until we’re done with him! Go ahead and get undressed, guys! I’m getting ready to shoot!” His friends didn’t need to be told twice. They quickly disrobed. The first thing I noticed was that they were all uncut. Their ample cocks were swelling rapidly, all pointing towards ME, each one bobbing and wagging! The second thing I saw was that Bikerman wasn’t the only one sporting tattoos. Adam had an angry-looking scorpion tat on his left shoulder. Bill had a modest Biohazard tat below his belly button and Bikerman…he had tats all over, but I couldn’t miss that big red plus sign with the words “HIV POZ” right there on his cock. Ken could sense that I was getting nervous. He said, “Hush now, Baby! We do this all the time. Just take my fuck! Pretty soon I’m gonna put my AIDS Babies in you! Are you ready for my GIFT? Knocking you up with these guys watching…that’s such a turn-on!” “But…!” I blurted. My words were muffled as he slid his hand over my mouth. “Quiet now! You just go back to enjoying what I’m doing to you! Just imagine how much of my toxic pre-cum is already coating your fuck hole!” I thought about what Ken had said and he was right! His virus was probably already working its way into my system. At this point, more loads weren’t gonna hurt, would they? And he was right about another thing. His dick action, that insistent in and out motion, was making my body deliriously happy. If the other three could fuck even half as well as Ken did, then I was about to enter paradise! “Adam! Come over her and stick your dick in his mouth. That should help him to relax and quiet him down a bit.” Adam’s organ was half hard when it slid past my lips but it expanded rapidly. I wanted to protest, but his penis, filling my mouth and thrusting down my throat, effectively silenced me. Bill wanted to know, “What’s he trying to say?” Bikerman sneered and said, “Maybe he’s begging for more. Is that it? You want all of us fucking our toxic poz cum into you?” When I heard those words, I lost control. My cock erupted for the second time, helplessly spurting out sticky fluid between Ken’s belly and mine. Bikerman sneered! “Yeah…he wants it all right! He wants it BAD!” The other two just snickered. Ken suddenly picked up his pace. “Here it comes,” he groaned.” Fuck! HERE IT COMES!” Soon, he was blasting his dirty seed deep within my interior. As we lay there catching our breath, Ken continued to churn away inside me, working his cum ever deeper. “Can you feel it inside of you?” he asked. “Can you feel my virus flooding your insides? Right now, my babies are swimming around in there, overwhelming your defenses…starting to multiply.” He kissed me passionately one more time and finally pulled out of me and got down from the table. Right on cue, Bill clambered up, got between my legs and mounted me. “Fuck, that feels so hot… I LOVE sloppy seconds!” With that, he pushed in and started fucking me with the same slow and steady rhythm that Ken had used. He was in no hurry. In fact, none of them were. It was all about using my body for their pleasure, finding fertile ground in order to plant their dirty seed. They made sure not to waste any cum in my mouth. They saved every lethal load for my well-plowed ass. As soon as one would spend his seed in me, the next was ready to enter me. We must have been there for 2 or 3 hours. They kept on using me, cumming inside of me repeatedly, telling me how their dirty seed was infecting me as they fucked it into me. I was just a hole…a hole for cock and viral sperm! When they finally finished, I just lay there exhausted. Toxic cum slowly oozed out of my ass. My own ass juice coated my lips and was dripping from my chin. Ken’s friends cleaned themselves up and as they were leaving, Adam called out, “Yo, B! Think we knocked this one up tonight?” Bikerman swaggered over, looked down at me and squeezed my balls. “If I were you, buddy, I wouldn’t mention this to anyone. If you do, we’ll just say it was all your idea!” The three of them laughed at that, trooped out the door, down the hall and out into the night. Ken handed me a towel. “So…Cliff…you came in for a massage…ended up being the bottom for a poz gangbang? Pretty hot, huh? I thought you did GREAT tonight! Took it all like a CHAMPION! How many loads did you end up with anyway? 11? 12? More?” He continued, “I bet you’ll sero-convert. You know…turn HIV-positive like the rest of us. No telling though. To be completely sure, you’d have to come back for more of the same until you test positive?” In a shaky voice, I heard myself say, “Same time, next week?”

I'm boned!

As a young street hustler - ugly men would pay more to do more raunch As a sub I found ugly men often had the biggest cocks - biggest loads or did the most disgusting things (which is what I wanted) As a top now - I test all my boys by making them suck or bend over for homeless and the ugliest fattest men as long as they have cocks lol

I make sure we're clear on this before I meet a guy. If he doesn't agree to bb and cuming inside me, I'll say forget it, you're wasting my time. If I meet a guy I like in a bar or at a party, I'll just try to convince him that we should bareback. Had one last summer who insisted on using condom. I did put it on, but it doesn't turn me on, so when I realized that the condom fell off inside his ass, it instantly turned me on, and I kept fucking until I came inside him. He didn't know until I had finished. The condom was way up inside him, he couldn't get it out, lol.But I'm sure sooner or later it would.

When we got to my new home I was still pretty high. As 'Greg' helped me get my things inside I asked, "Where am I going to sleep?" "With me son. I plan on fucking you as much as possible until you convert." The thought of my 'dad' fucking me every day until he was sure I had converted made me smile. We had just finished getting my shit inside when I was told of the house rules. "Son, you're not the only boy living here. I have three others who live here and work for me in my shop. I have a little store that sells adult items, sex toys, videos. You'll go to work there too. The only difference between you and the other boys will be that you're going to be the alpha of the group. That means you'll be dominant over them as I'm dominant over all of you. You ever top son?" "I have topped before, but I prefer to bottom." "That's good to know. Once you've converted you'll be a good lure for neg boys. We can tag team and infect them together." Damn was my Dad twisted. I had only thought about getting the bug and never considered that once I had the big that I could pass it on. I had a couple buds back home I'd love to have come for a visit. "Now for the other house rules. First: no clothing is to be worn inside the house. Second: I can and will fuck you when ever and where ever I want. Third: You will get fucked by anyone I choose. Fourth: As the alpha, you can order the other boys around and that means fucking them as you want, and Fifth and last: We only party once a month and never this hard." The rules were simple to understand. I quickly stripped down and followed my Dad to the back room which I learned was a well equipped dungeon. He had me get on his fuck bench where he resumed fucking me as he made phone calls and sent text messages to his closest friends telling them about me, his actual son, who was now living with him. Within the hour men started to come in the house and each dropped his load in my hole as I began to very slowly come down from my extreme high of the past few days. I had not realized that I had been high (and awake) four nearly three days. I don't know how many of my Dad's friends fucked and seeded my hole cause I eventually crashed and when I woke I was in my Dad's bed with his cock buried inside me and his arm wrapped around me. He must have realized I was awake as he kissed the back of my neck. I wiggled my as on his stiff prick hoping to get some motion, but as he slid his cock out of me I realized how tender my well used cunt was. I did my best but a whimper escaped through my lips. Greg sensed my pain as he whispered to me, "I know you're hurting son, I'll get you something to ease the pain and it will allow me a quick fuck to deposit my load of the day." Greg reached over to his night stand and grabbed what he had referred to, a cream of some sort that he applied to my sore ass lips. The pain quickly faded and soon I was getting a gentle fuck, more of a love making than a fuck, that was very enjoyable. "This is how I pictured you son, me behind you with my arms wrapped around you and my cock sliding in and out of you with a passion between us. I love you son." I turned my head back to look at my Dad as he finished telling me all that I had dreamed to hear from an older man. I just never thought the man wound actually be my father, and as our eyes met, my Dad gave me a loving kiss, our tongues darting into each other's mouth. Later that day I met the other boys of the house. You'll learn about the three guys in the next part of my story. My Dad kept me at home to recover from my introduction to Tina (and the hard fucking I received while on her). A few weeks after I arrived in Chicago, I stared to get really sick. My Dad and the other three guys took care of me as I sero-converted. My Dad looked down at me with a smile (as I felt I was going to die) saying "I may have missed out when your Mom gave birth to you, but now I'm giving birth to a new you, an Poz son who will be by my side as we spread the glorious gift to others."

I just learned that the man who got me to try Tina for the first time and probably pozzed my neg ass was my father. He had just dumped several loads in me and fucked (what I hope was) my lay neg load out of me. Hard prick was still inside my ass, as he massaged his dirty seed into the walls of my ass. "Son, your mother didn't marry me cause she knew I was gay. After your birth she asked that I have no contact with you with the exception of sending you a yearly birthday card. I had the feeling that you might turn out to be gay like myself and your grandfather." "Your father was gay too?" "Yes, not only was he gay, but he was the man who introduced me to the joy of man-on-man sex." I thought to myself, 'Wow, my father had sex with his father and now I've had sex with mine.' You couldn't imagine how happy I was at that very moment. I had to ask Greg, "How sure are you that your poz seed is going to take in me?" "There is no guarantee that it will take, but I do know a fool proof method that is certain to make sure you're poz." "What's that?" "Step one you slam some of my poz blood and step two we open the door and let everyone who wants to seed your hole." I was liking the twisted ideas Greg had suggested. I didn't hesitate for a second when I agreed, "Sounds like a plan to me, but on one condition." "Name it my boy." "I get to live with you." Greg looked down with a smile and answered, "Of course you're going to live with me. I wouldn't have it any other way. But your not just going to live with me, you'll work for me too." "Work for you?" "Yes, I'll explain later. Now let's get you ready to be gang banged." He let his semi-stiff cock slip from my hole as I just lay in the sling. He pulled some rope from his bag and fixed my ankles and wrists down securely. Then he took the syringes that he used for the slam he gave himself and fixed another slam for me. He mixed in the water but before he gave it to me he tired off his arm and added his own diseased blood to the mix. I was still flying pretty good from the slam he had given me not all that long before, but trusting him implicitly, I went along with his plans - after all, he was my father. Then he remarked "I know your feeling really good from that first slam. This additional slam will make you a total cock and cum slut. Expect your cock to shrivel up and be soft for a few days. All you will want the next few hours is to be fucked and seeded. I'll be watching over you the entire time." I looked up and nodded, "I'm ready." I watched as he tired off my arm with the tourniquet, swabbed the vein with alcohol, suck the full point in my arm, made sure he hit the vein and then empty the mixture of Tina and his blood into my arm. I knew that with his blood in the mix there was no way I'd escape the bug. I heard the click of the releases of the tourniquet and felt the warmth of the drug as it hit my chest. I coughed out hard, I felt the rush hit me harder then the first slam. I heard a loud ringing in my ears as I lay back and enjoyed the rush. I looked down at myself and noticed that my semi-hard cock I had moments ago was now a pathetic looking stub. An involuntary "OH FUCK!" was my sole reaction. "Looks like my boy is feeling good." I just shook my head yes as Greg went and opened the door for everyone to see. He came back, his hard 8" pointing the way to my hole as he slid in easily. He leaned over and we kissed as he fucked me some more while we waited for others to wander in the room. It didn't take long for our room to become common knowledge, and soon we had a crowd gathered around me. One by one I was fucked and seeded by young and old, fat and thin, white, black, brown, and yellow. Greg kept me flying as I took on all the men who came by. When I finally came down, my hole was dipping and sore. Greg belted me out of the sling and over to the showers to clean up. He helped me get dressed and we gathered up all our belongings. I showed him where I parked and he drove me back to his place where he took me inside and put me to bed.