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I like all three, so I am not a fan of gangbangs where six of us are just standing around waiting until the first person finishes and then the next guy goes until he shoots, and so on. I want all the tops to fuck him a little in constant rotation. That way we can all feel his ass go from tight to loose to gape and from dry to wet to sloppy. In this scenario I will likely be the first or second to open him up and be the last to shoot so I can cum with all those other loads coating my cock (and beard...)

We are having a storm here in Myrtle Beach SC and last night I got on grindr to see if anyone was around. I saw a top about 5 miles away and looked nice for a older guy. I texted him to see what he was doing. I he said trying to get a storm party going. He asked if I wanted to come over for a some fun. I said yes and he sent he's address. I got cleaned out and hot to go. I got there texted him im here and ran to the house due to the heavy rain. I was soaked. He let me in and was told to strip and was handed a towel. I was brought to the bedroom. He had porn on a big tv playing and said get comfortable. He said I see that your profile has you like groups. I'm trying to get a couple of tops over. So I sat on the bed and he stood in front of me took the towel and dropped his shorts. Good looking guy great body 7ish cut cock. That got me to grab his cock and start sucking like there is no tomorrow. He got really hard and felt some precum. He pulled back and said let me see your ass. I flipped over fast and shot my ass up to feel him start eating my ass very well. Got the tongue in deep. I started to moan which got him hot . I was hearing the porn and got us both hot. I said let see how your cock feels inside and he reached for lube and was playing with my hole as he lubed my hole. Then felt his hard cock at my hole then pushed as it was slowly going in. I moaned loud as it slowly went in. He pushed hard as his cock was all the way in. He started to thrust slowly to a fast thrust. It felt so good I kept on moaning as it felt so good. He was pounding harder and harder as he pushed me down and laid on top of me as my face got pushed in a pillow. Pumping hard and I heard a big moan from him and felt his cock throbbing as he laid motionless on me for a little. He got off and laid next to me. I rolled over and sucked his cock clean. He was loving it as I sucked and grabbed his balls and sucked on them. He said your turn as he pushed me on my back and sucked my cock which was wet with precum from the pounding I was getting hard and about to pop and he must of felt it sucked harder till I exploded. We laid there for a while watching porn as he had his hand playing with my cock and balls. Then started to finger my wet hole as I spread my leggs more. Horny? He asked want to get fucked again? I said absolutely love to get another load. He said I have a neighbor that would. Got on the phone and called him. They talked a bit as he described me then they hung up and did a video chat as he moved the phone from my face to my cock told me to turn over to show my ass. I heard him say I'll be over in a minute. He hung up fast as we laided there watching porn. We heard the door open and closed and then his neighbor was standing by the door to the bedroom. He wasted no time and stripped down. He said flip him over I want that ass. So I got flipped and my ass was pulled to the end of the bed and in no time his cock was in. He pounded hard as fuck and I moved over to the hosts lap to suck him as I was getting fucked. So I sucked and was getting fucked at the same time! It was amazing and I even was getting hard as the fucking was going on. The host was getting hard as fuck as I was sucking. Then the neighbor blew a good load. He pulled out and the host got up and moved into position as his cock slid in and pumped frantically and he lasted about 2 minutes and he blew another load. I got pushed to my back and the host saw I had a hard on and sucked the hell out of my cock and i blew a load in his mouth. Good fun stormy night..

LA-TEX (PART 3) I was hypnotized looking at the TV above me as all these men were watching as I began to feel hands rubbing over my face, my ass, feeling different fingers probing my lubed up hole. The tight latex felt like a second skin, slippery inside. One of the first size lifted my gasmask and fed me more of the brown bottle when I felt the pressure of a cock slowly entering my ass. I’ve never been fucked in my life, but all this felt so good, a latex drone, lubed and compliant for any of these men to use. He held onto my hips as he slowly bottomed out in my ass, I could feel his pubes grinding on my ass. He pulled out a bit then slowly started to go faster and faster. I could hear each of the guys saying fuck yeah, look at that ass take his cock, breed him! I could feel two of the guys surrounding me jerking off, beating faster and faster. One of them unzipped the chest zipper on my suit, pulled it apart and then I felt their hot cum spraying on my chest. Once they unloaded, they zipped it up again and the guy in my ass dumped a huge load inside me. My god, it almost felt like I was pissing from my ass the amount of cum and lube that was coming out. One of the guys said get the bucket, we don’t want to waste any of that cum on the floor. I was still reeling from the poppers, the booty bumps and that feeling of being bred for the first time, when the next cock was rammed inside me, then the slow rhythm as he grabbed the sling chains and began rocking back and forth, gyrating and grinding his hips to dig deeper inside me. Then all of a sudden I could hear him groan as he dumped his load inside me. My head spinning, between my skin and the latex suit, a slick layer of cum and lube making me slide around in the catsuit, and an even bigger cock is ready to push inside me. I feel that burning sensation again as his booty bump coated fingers swirl inside me, getting it all in. He pulls the gasmask from my head, he looks at another of the guys “popper him up”, I want to look into his eyes while I breed him.

Last night I went to club Orlando This place is very nice clean and well kept I rent a room and hot settled in I always lay on my stomach ass in the air and door open There is no doubt as to what I want. it was kind of slow I dozed off for a while Then I felt a hand rubbing my ass I turned around and saw this handsome young Hispanic guy He closed door and dropped towel and had one of the biggest dicks I have seen He started to rim me He then whispered to me in broken English I fuck you no condom He went right in and stated fucking me He railed me for like 10 min then he whispered I cum in your ass Then he did. He stayed on till he went soft Pullouout and whispered Later About 2 hours later he did come back and fucked me again

Id been a hesitant, guilty feeling bb bottom countless times in my past. I would always slut out and feel terrible and hold off for months, always to slut out again. My attitude changed significantly, when in vegas on a trip I caught a variety of bugs, but would live with hiv and herpes forever. For months I went through doctors appointments, the fallout in my relationship, the difficulties resulting both health and home from that event. Despite how I got it I behaved myself entirely, no sex at all, for quite awhile. My medication has not been very successful, and with the pandemic my appointments were fewer and further between. My viral Load was still sky high, and I wasnt exactly feeling my best. But alone in my new apartment, with nothing but work to keep me busy, my sluttiness began to resurge. I saw that somehow, out of the blue, club orlando had reopened. Though apparently much of what I loved about the place was still closed, guys could meet and hook up there again. I said the same things to myself I always did, ill suck some cock so I dont feel so horny, and left right away. The hours were shorter so I got there much earlier than normal, and noticed a fair number of cars nearby. I paid for a room, having heard the darkrooms were closed, and went in. some guys were still in masks walking around, and the crowd was in general older than i was used to, but it was still surprisingly busy. I was rock hard when I got to my room, I sniffed some poppers and put down my towel, leaving my door open. Wanting to see where the action was, I left naked with nothing but a mask, feeling more confident after losing all the weight I have. just 2 doors down I saw a guy who reminded me of myself not long ago, mid 20s, chubby, and on all fours sucking a fat black cock. Ive been a total bottom forever, but my dick twitched, and I could feel drops of precum at its tip. id never been so hard in my life, and with 60 pds off my waist my cock felt bigger than ever. The man being sucked waved me in, and I put my hands on the bottoms ass. I felt his asshole, tight, dry, he hadnt been fucked yet. I reached for lube at the nearby table, and started working my fingers in the bottoms asshole, he hadnt even looked up from his work. I stroked my cock, it was practically drooling, id never felt this way before. I looked at the condoms on the stand nearby, and remembered I wasnt just some neg guy anymore. It didnt seem to matter, I felt myself climb on the bed behind this guy, and start rubbing my ill admit still fairly small cock against his now wet asshole. I realized I was essentially dripping poison onto his hole, and felt a wave of lust. The realization gripped me as I held my cock steady and plunged its drippy length into his tight asshole. I shoved it hard as far as I could into him, and with it buried deep in his ass I immediately started cumming. I emptied a massive nut into his asshole, shuddering and gasping as I filled him with my diseased cum. I staggered back and left the room, leaving them behind, and made my way back to my room. I grabbed some lube and began slathering my asshole madly, then immediatley bent over on the bed with my asshole up. less than a minute later, hands began slapping my asscheeks, and I hit my poppers as a complete stranger I could not see lined up his raw cock and slid nicely into my ass. I grunted in lust, and moaned and begged for him to cum in me. He was stubby and short, an old man, but he dumped his load into my ass fast, and I was so turned on it was difficult to think. I was rock hard again, like magic, and I motioned him to bend over. He had to be 60, with a saggy ass and bald head. He bent over and I grabbed him and shoved my cock into him in one hard thrust. I fucked him as hard as I could for a few minutes, though I was struggling to hold off. Id never once felt the urge to top, but I was loving it. Several bystanders were at the door, and I told them anyone who wanted my ass could have it. saying that to them sent me over the edge, and I blew a second load into the old mans asshole. One of the bystanders asked if I knew my status as he fingered my hole, and I said I was poz. The old man I just fucked looked upset, and asked me again. I said yea I figured we were swapping poz loads. He left visibly distressed, I remembered the feeling. The man whod asked first slipped behind me and slowly worked his dick into my ass. He was big, but I was ready, he whispered in my ear that he had more poz cum for me, and I felt my dick twitch yet again, despite its second load. I had 3 more quick fucks after, each less than a minute, as older gents took turns using my ass. I was fucked out, and the club would close soon, so I got back in the car, but my cock was still hard. I felt cum dripping out of my asshole, and hopped on grindr on the drive home. I saw a profile, 18, "never done this before" a guy who wanted a small cock top to take anal for the first time. My cock started to hurt from the swelling. we started chatting, and suddenyl I saw the question that would ruin everything "Are you poz?" on the screen. I knew the law, I knew the ethics, I knew the right thing to do. My cock twitched as I went to affirm, but it was like I didnt have control, I typed "No, tested and neg" which was followed immediately by his address. I got the directions to his apartment, and when he let me in I was shocked. He was tiny, maybe 5'6, no body or facial hair, looked fresh out of highschool. I towered over him, I felt powerful, and I felt my cock slowly leak into my pants. I remembered what had worked for me, and walked in without acknowledging his greeting, undoing my pants. He nervously asked if I wanted a drink, but I stripped and sat on the couch, stroking my cock. I motioned to the floor in front of me, and he seemed nervous. "Suck it" I said, putting force into my voice, and he slowly crawled down and put his lips over my hard cock. I stripped off his shorts and began to lick my fingers and open up his asshole. I forcefully shoved my cock into his throat as I leaned over him, hearing him gag and choke. I had him moaning and gagging with 3 fingers in his small ass and my poz cock slowly leaking its poison down his innocent throat. I pulled him up into my lap, he made some protestrations, told me he had condoms in the drawer, I just ignored him and helped him into my lap, kissing him when he woudlnt shut up. he wriggled in my lap, each time I lined up his hole with my cock hed panic and wiggle away a bit. I pulled away from the kiss and looked him in the eyes "Sit on my cock faggot" The words struck him, Id felt the power of them before. I kissed him deep, pinned his hips with my arms, and felt him really struggle. He tried to bat away my hands, wriggle his ass, use his knees to get away, but never broke the kiss. I was twice his size and before long he began to weaken and I forced his ass into place. I felt his mewls of pain as I trapped him and slid my raw dick into his virgin teen asshole. He was still trying to stop me, as I used all my strength to slowly bury myself to the hilt, and then back. his resistance gave way entirely, and within seconds he melted into my mouth and I was working his ass on my cock like a human fleshlight. "Dont cum in me" he murmered, and I assured him I wouldnt. soon he was riding me without my input, slowly working those hips back and forth while sucking on my kneck. I felt the need rise in my cock, and I pulled him and kissed him deep again. I picked him up and put him on his back on the couch, and began hammer fucking his asshole as hard as I could. he squealed and cried and moaned and I couldnt hold back. I flooded his tiny asshole with my poz cum, shoving it deep in and holding it to keep the poison deep. I left like the place was on fire, didnt even put on my shoes, leaving him gasping on the couch.

Chests pressed together and his cock still in my hole, I moved my face to his and kissed him. We played in each others' mouths for a few minutes with my arms and legs still wrapped around him. "Thank you, Sir," I said, breaking my lips away from his. "I love that you've been trying to poz me this whole time, but I really feel like this is the one." "You're so welcome, boy. I've been loving every second trying to get you, too. Don't be disappointed if you're still neg in a couple months, though. It's not always straight forward, or as easy as the videos make it out," he told me. "I mean, blood coming out of your hole might mean that the virus can't get in those tears." He leaned in and kissed me again, his hand holding the back of my head. "But I'm gonna try my best tonight, this is gonna be our best opportunity so far, I think. I'm staying right in you, until I'm hard again," he continued. "Do you think your hole will be able to take a fist, or are you too sore all ripped up?" "No, Sir, you have to work it in. Make it take," I pleaded. Kissing me once more, he made out with me for a while. Eventually, I felt my gifter start moving his hips again and I moved my hands down to his ass cheeks, helping him thrust. He moaned into my mouth and I answered in kind. His dick was growing inside me, stretching me out again and I loved the sensation. This was a level of intimacy I hadn't expected when I'd sent that first message. I had thought I'd get a load or two and we'd never make contact again. Now I felt special. My hole was feeling tight now, so I knew he was fully erect inside me and he broke our kiss. "Squeeze my ass cheeks, boy, pull them apart, grip them tight. I can feel your load leaking out of me and it's so hot." Following his orders, I worked his ass cheeks while I moaned from his thrusting. "Oh fuck yes, boy," he groaned as he moved a hand back, brushing it past mine and swiping it up his ass crack. He brought it back up and stuck a finger in my mouth. My load, recently freed from his tight hole was now being worked across my tongue. I sucked on his finger like my life depended on it, moaning around it and holding eye contact. Pulling his finger out of my mouth, he put his hands on the bed and pushed up. Our chest hair, matted with dried blood, ripped apart like velcro. Both of us made a noise of pain, looking at each other with wide eyes and then we laughed. "I didn't expect that to happen," I said. "No, me neither. That hurt like a bitch. I'm never getting waxed, fuck that!" I laughed at him again. Neither of us had lost hairs, we had just plucked at them. It hadn't hurt too much, it was just unexpected and had shocked us both. From his new position, he was more forceful with his fucking. My moans reached a new pitch and my eyes rolled back as he started catching my prostate again. "I'm getting it again, aren't I boy? Your dick is leaking again," he told me. I felt his fingers working the head of my cock making me moan even more. He was making me feel so good. My hands found his arms and I went exploring, enjoying his muscular body. His fingers left my dick again, one of them sliding into my hole using my own precum as lube. "Oh fuck, Sir. You're making me so loose. You feel so good," I whined at him. "Yeah, boy. Gotta work my loads in, like you asked. Need to get you ready for my wrists, fist pig!" He was thrusting hard and fast again, breaking my moans up with each impact. "You fucking love it, boy. Enjoy my fat cock, bug slut. You're still bleeding a bit, boy. You're making my balls all red again." "Thank you, Sir," was all I could muster in that moment. "Thank you." I heard him chuckle and felt his finger leave my hole, for him to fuck me harder still. Moving my hands over him again, feeling his muscles work, I felt an orgasm build. I'd never felt this before, but he was truly pounding my g-spot. He was sweating again and as I moved my hands over to his pecs, I noticed the blood was no longer dry and I was smearing new patterns in it. "You're gonna make me cum, Sir," I panted. "I've never cum like this before." "Fuck yeah, boy. Keep doing what you're doing, we can cum together. Twist my nipples, bug chaser." I played with his nips, twisting like he said. I concentrated on the building pressure inside me, now unsure if I was going to cum or piss. I decided to trust my body and the man about to breed me again and let myself enjoy the moment. I got a face full of spit and he started calling me all sorts. I loved the names he called me, they weren't insults, more like exultations. Pig, chaser and other such things, whilst I begged for what he had. It took almost 10 minutes for him to work my load out from the inside. I was almost yelling as I blew on my own chest, incoherent noises and dripping sweat, I had finally cum hands free for the first time. I felt amazing. I looked up at the man above me, as wet as I was, still thrusting. He wasn't as forceful as a moment before, but he was still moving. "Did you cum, Sir?" I asked. "Yeah boy, I told you I was pozzing you again, but I think you were lost in your hole at the time," he grinned, looking proud of himself. "You've never cum like that?" "That was my first hands free, Sir," I said, still breathing heavily. "Fucking hot." He sounded smug. "I'll let your hole rest a bit before I wreck it."

I don’t understand how some men can pull out before they cum. They may as well just masturbate. I top because I need to feel the bottom’s hot tight asshole milking my cock. When I get close my cock and balls compells me to go in hard and deep and shoot my load inside him. I’ve seeded every man I’ve penetrated.

LA-TEX (PART 2) This is the part that gets really blurry. I remember being taken down stairs to first a shower room that had a dim red light. The two staff took off my clothes and one held me up while the other inserted a hose up my ass giving me an enema. After 3 rounds I guess I was pretty cleaned out. Then one of them started applying some kind of oil to my body and they began to put the lower half of me into some kind of shiny black latex catsuit. Before they completely enclosed my body I felt a rubber band tie off my bicep and a needle injecting something into me! Damn! I suddenly felt so horny, I wanted to fuck, and even get fucked, just sex sex sex! The two zippered up my catsuit and let me into another dimly lit red room. Turning me around they seated me then had me lay back into a sling. As they were tying up my hands and feet into the straps, I looked around and saw a latex padded floor, latex padded walls and ceiling. One of them held a latex gas mask in front of me, and before slipping it over my head, he held my nostrils closed forcing me to take deep heavy hits off of a brown bottle. My head was swimming as they fitted the gasmask over my head. Looking up as I lay in the sling, I could see a TV mounted just above me, and it showed the entire bar watching me on the TV’s upstairs. I was going to be their entertainment for the night! Both staff stripped and dressed in heavy latex catsuits, with either a hood or a gas mask. I felt the ass and crotch area of my catsuit being unzipped, and I felt first a finger inside me with a burning feeling. That quickly passed and another hose inserted that pumped a warm slick liquid. As one of them began stretching my hole with his fingers, the other picked up a microphone and said to the men in the bar, “would winning numbers 1-6 come downstairs to claim your prize”.

It was a frustrating yet very rewarding week to say the least! I had to fly out to the west coast to visit my most demanding manufacturing client. This idiot demands the sun and the stars, all at budget prices, but at least the trip got me away from my wife who was being a real bitch this last month. The trip was supposed to take a week, but I managed to get it all wrapped up in four days. With the return flight, hotel and rental car already booked for the week, I decided to play tourist and find a nice place to eat and relax. I don’t know the city that well so I wound up at the outskirts of the city, but noticed a place named “LA-TEX”. I kinda thought it might be a fusion of Texas BBQ with some kind of Los Angeles fusion. What the hell I said, as I walked in. The place was a mix of a dark steakhouse with lots of booths, a few tables but lots of big screen TV’s all around. I was surprised there were no female waiters or customers, but there weren’t too many patrons there anyways and I was here for the food. I have to say, the food was really good, and I got lots of attention from the waiter, asking me where I’m from, was I married, how was my trip, how long was I staying. After that huge meal and about 6 drinks, the place started getting very busy. So I unsteadily moved from my booth to the bar to continue drinking. Soon lots of guys, an older crowd, were filing in and seemed intent on getting good positions to watch the big TV’s. As I ordered my next drink, I began massaging one of my should muscles to get rid of the tension from the last week. The bartender, an older, husky guy with a beard served my drink but came around from the bar and began massaging my shoulders. Three quarters drunk, I didn’t care and it felt really good, so I closed my eyes and enjoyed it. I opened my eyes and saw my new drink and pounded it back. Hell If I’m getting treated this good, I’m staying a while. But the drink did have a bitter taste to it. As the bartender went back to work after pouring me another drink, I was getting really drowsy and feeling really loose. I tried to swivel my head to see what was on the TV’s and thought I saw gay porn playing. I tried reaching for my drink but kept missing the glass. That’s when I thought I heard the bartender call out to the crowd, “get your drinks now, the show’s going to begin in 15 minutes”. That’s when the bartender and my waiter lifted me out of my chair, telling me they were taking me downstairs to a special room where I can rest.

Same. I haven't worn underwear in at least 25 years. I have a few jockstraps to wear as needed, but otherwise, my pierced cock is commando

Chapter 6 – Chariots of Fire Chapters 1 through 5 talk about a time when I switched the tables on my buddy, Doug. I had been his slave, and he (and others) got to use me in any way he wanted. Now, he’s taking whatever I want to provide him. We’ve partied, fucked, fisted, and more. Now, Lyle is getting ready to fist me. I suggested to Lyle that he fist both Doug and me at the same time. He thought this sounded great, so Doug and I both got on our hands and knees beside each other, with Lyle behind us. Doug was going to take his larger, right hand and I was taking his left. Poppers were placed nearby, and we were ready to go. First, Lyle lubed up both of our asses. He shoved some Slam Dunk into each of our holes and fingered it around inside us. Then, he lubed his hands. He worked my ass over first and slid his hand in up to mid forearm. He played around there for a little bit, massaging the walls and going a little deeper before turning his attention to Doug. Doug’s ass took Lyle’s arm quickly. Now that Lyle had a hand in both of us, we started some fisting. Lyle was able to rock back and forth on his knees behind us, fisting us both at the same time. As he rocked forward, his hands would go deeper, and as he rocked backward, his hands would move back with him. It was hot to be getting fisted at the same time as my slave. I asked Lyle to hold at a depth for a moment. Then, I cracked open the poppers, took a few hits, and passed it to Doug. He hit the bottle, too, and then the fun began. Lyle knew he had two poppered and spun guys in front of him, both eager for his fist. He rocked more quickly and provided us with a deeper fisting than before. My ass was loving what he was doing, and I moaned in appreciation. Doug looked over at me and smiled. We were experiencing the same feelings together, and it was awesome. Now, Lyle went in deep and knelt back, keeping his hands at depth. He was working to find the way through to my colon. I could only assume he was doing the same to Doug. When he slipped through into my inner recesses, I let out another groan of approval. His fingers felt great as they traversed my colon. I again assumed he was working Doug’s ass in the same way, and that was confirmed when I heard Doug mutter, “Fuck me, that feels amazing!” Lyle now had the task of keeping both of us at the peak of excitement. He moved back and forth through my curve, and each time he re-entered, he tried to go a little deeper. The sensations were intense, but I enjoyed the vibrations coursing through my body. Doug was in a state of bliss, so he must have felt the same sort of feelings as me. Slowly, Lyle pulled his hand out of each of us. He told us he needed a break, and his sweaty body told us of his exertions. Doug and I both rolled onto our backs, and Doug started playing with my hole. “Wanna get in the sling for me?” he asked. I got in the sling, and Doug sat at my ass. He didn’t need to do anything more than lube up his hands before sliding into me. He went deep on the first insertion, seeking my second hole. He found it and worked his fingers through to a greater depth. I held up my hand to have him hold it in place while I did some poppers. Once the bottle was done, I signaled that he could begin moving again. The intense rush from the poppers hit me, and I pushed my ass down in the sling, taking Doug a little bit further into my ass. He fingered there before pulling out. Now, he went in with a fisted hand, opening me up more. He pulled that one out and went in with his other hand. He alternated fists in my ass as I rode the poppers wave. Doug slowed his actions as he saw me come out of the poppers haze. He leisurely fisted my ass, flexing his fingers out when he got in deep and then pulling back to give my hole a good stretch. This leisurely fisting can sometimes be my favorite thing. There’s something so connecting about having a guy who is casually shoving his hand in my ass that is wonderful. We both get to enjoy our roles. The action and the closeness are exciting. It’s even better when it’s a long-term buddy like Doug or Lyle. Doug fisted me for a while, sometimes going deep, sometimes staying shallow and stretching my hole. Lyle came over with the Rex dildo that had been in Doug’s ass earlier. He said he wanted to use it on me. I was up for it. At this point, most anything would fit into my gaping ass. Before he lubed up the dildo, Lyle came over with the pipe and torch. He had me blow some clouds, and then he and Doug shared a few. It is always good to keep the T level constant (or growing) through an intense session like this. Lyle lubed up the toy and got it ready for my ass. He took the stool from Doug and placed the dildo at my entrance. The initial entry was easy; the knot would be the challenge. But, when the knot was at my hole, I pushed out and took it in my ass. Damn, this was a big stretch, but my ass was ready. As Lyle corkscrewed the toy into my ass, the knot rubbed up against all of my internal walls. It felt amazing to have this huge toy plundering my ass. Lyle pushed it all the way in to the base and then let it sit there for a moment. “Do some poppers and then I’m going to fuck you with this dog dildo”, he growled. I did as directed. Once the bottle was capped and back on the table, Doug pulled the toy out past the knot. It had just passed through my hole on the way out, and now it was passing through it on the way in. He kept pummeling my hole like this. The knot was constantly passing in or out of my ass, and I was in a popper daze while it happened. Lyle now shoved the toy all the way in again. After the knot working my hole, this was a welcome change. My hole was happy with the pounding, and my ass clenched down on the invading toy. Lyle tried to move it, but I wanted to keep it in place for a moment. He looked at me and grinned since he knew it was my ass muscles holding the toy inside me. I pushed out a little, then sucked it back in, eliciting another chuckle from Lyle. He knows what my ass can take and was pleased to see me control the toy now. He pulled the toy out and shoved his fist inside again. Toys are great, but there’s nothing like the real thing. It could be a cock, a fist, but the feeling of flesh inside me is the best. Lyle slid his fist in deep. Once he was embedded in my ass, he flexed out his fingers and began probing, looking for the elusive curve that would take him deeper into my guts. He located the spot, and I moaned in delight. He walked through with his fingers as the guide and was in my colon. I spread my ass as wide as possible so that he could shove his arm all the way inside me. My hole was expanded by his forearm, and my colon was getting a massage from his fingers. It felt fantastic. “Doug, get up here,” I commanded. Doug walked up to where my head was, and I leaned over and sucked his cock into my mouth. Of course, moving to get his cock positioned my body differently, and new vibrations were coursing through my body. Now, I was getting stretched, fingered, and sucking on a cock. This was pig heaven! Lyle was working his way out of my ass. When he pulled out, I didn’t know what he might do next. But he stood up and shoved his cock into my hole. It wasn’t fully hard, but my ass was so open that he was able to get it inside me. He was grinding his cock into my ass, and I was sucking on Doug’s cock. Getting both holes filled is a treat; these guys were making me very happy. “We need some more T,” proclaimed Lyle. That sounded good to me, so I let Doug’s dick out of my mouth, and Lyle pulled his out of my ass. They helped me out of the sling, and we walked over to the bed. Lyle grabbed the pipe, but I decided that I wanted a booty bump. I told Doug to pull out a shard and shove it in my ass. I threw my legs over my head to expose my hairy hole to him, and he fingered a shard into my ass. The feeling of the shard melting is always fun and the T hits differently than just smoking. Of course, as they were passing the pipe and torch back and forth, I also took a few hits.

Chapter 9 i had waited a week, my mind stewing. Rather than go and see my family doc I made an appointment at the sexual health clinic. I was told to fill in the forms prior to going in. Under the risk category I ticked the box ‘men who have sex with men’ . Was I finally halfway to admitting what my true sexuality was? ‘hi I’m Archie’ the medic introduced himself. ‘So explain the issue Neil, I’m here to help not judge’ ‘I think I may have hiv’ I blurted. ‘I’ve started having sex with guys and I was Ill a week or so ago’ ’ok , so did you wear a condom or was the guy fucking you?’ Archie continued. ’er it was different guys and it was all bare, I kinda preferred that’ I responded feeling a bit more relaxed now it was out in the open. ‘ I know what you mean’ Archie continued’ im gay and I’m bareback only! Oh and I’m poz as well so don’t worry I know what you’re going through’ Archie took my blood for the tests and I sat outside waiting to be called back in. ‘we’ll Neil, I have the results. I won’t beat around the bush, yes you are hiv positive.’ The words hit me like a hammer. What would I tell Jess. I could hide it but my thoughts immediately went to cock. I couldn’t help it. Archie was continuing to tell me things but his voice was a blur. What could I do. I had a feeling my choices were being made for me. ‘So do you want meds immediately, or wait and come back in a couple of months when you have processed things?’ ‘Er wait’ I think I mumbled. ‘it’s a lot to process Neil, but one thing I can advise is to enjoy your new status. Don’t deny who you are, you love cock, and guys , just enjoy going bare now you know who you are’ Archie’s words washed over me. I did know who I was. I also knew deep down that I just wanted men now, I looked around me as I walked from the clinic. I was noticing the guys not the girls. My mind was set. I needed to tell Jess. I got home and the house was dark. I walked in and Jess was sitting alone with my iPad. She was upset. ‘When we’re you going to tell me? ‘ she said ‘tell you what?’ I stammered. ‘That you’re gay? I’ve looked at your history. It’s all guys, it’s all cock, lots of it. Not a girl to be seen. I thought the piercings were odd’ it was now or never’ sorry. Yes I’ve been fighting it for a while. Yes I am gay. Sorry’ I mumbled. ‘I’ll leave’ I turned and left. I rang my sister for somewhere to stay. She took me in. It also involved coming out to her too which she found amusing. ‘So my big bro likes cock then! We will have to compare notes. ‘ it broke the tension, but immediately I felt better. It was a weight off my mind. The following day my sister called Jess to go and collect my things. I wandered round town to kill time. Again I wandered into the gay village and past the tattoo parlour. I peered in . Lana was there again. I entered. I’ve come to finish that tattoo. ‘Ok come through’ she waved me through the back. ‘What are you having?’ ‘ I want that bio hazard finishing’ I said ‘you’re right I’m poz’ I continued’ and I’ve split with my girlfriend and come out, so you can now do that apple in pride colours’ ’im never wrong with things like that, I knew you were a cocksucker the moment I saw you.’ She added’ I think you should also have another piercing, leave it to me, trust me’ i left an hour later with my new tattoos and a PA. I was feeling a new person , the real me. I got back to my sisters and she had returned with my stuff. ‘ Jess was really unwell’ she said. ‘She thinks she’s picked up that bug you had the other week’ my cock became hard just thinking about it. That sex we had after I had seroconverting, I must have pozzed Jess. I couldn’t tell her, if she asked I would blame it on her holiday tattooist. But the thought that I had pozzed her made me horny. Time to go to the sauna again , I thought, and now breed some more neg guys! My new sleazy life was about to start!

This is complete and total fiction. I have no idea what the real sexuality or status of Zac Efron is. I just really wanted to write this story because of how hot the idea of a young hot celebrity getting pozzed is. It is my first story here and my first post, I hope you all enjoy. Zac Efron was hard. His fat cock dripped pre cum in his hand as he rubbed the shiny knob back and forth. In his head was an image of the boys of One Direction bending at the waist and presenting him their five hot, young holes. Each one was lubed up and had their legs and cheeks spread, boy holes ready and willing for Zac to lick and suck, finger and fuck. Back and forth rubbed his hand as his imagination sunk more and more in to depravity. In his mind the boys were busy fingering each other, using more and more lube until they were happily fisting themselves in an orgy of young twink celebrities. It was very naughty of Zac to be doing what he was doing. He wasn’t at home, or even in real privacy. He was in the living room of some muscular hunk he’d met, Henry. Henry was over 6feet tall, and was so muscular. He must have worked out every day to have such huge arms and pecs. Zac had six pack abs himself, but Henry was rocking eight. He knew it was risky for him as the All American straight boy celebrity, but he just couldn’t say no to a tall muscle hunk. They’d met at a party of a mutual friend, and then gone on to hit some more bars, with Zac getting far too drunk, so Henry had bought him home and dumped him on the sofa. Henry was feeling positive for the first time in weeks. So many sluts he’d brought home recently had run away once they knew he was poz. Fucking silly bitches had no idea what they were missing out not allowing him to set them free. Rising from his bed, he caught sight of himself in the mirror he had set up in his bedroom. His tanned skin was pulled tight over his hard abs and large pecs. Stubble graced his chin where he hadn’t shaved and his black boxer bulged at front and back as they struggled to hold in his thick uncircumcised cock and muscular arse. He knew he was fit, that was why he was bisexual. No point in confining himself to just one sex. Especially when he had so much to give, his own special gift that he liked to pass around to everyone he slept with. Casually scratching at his heavy, toxic balls, he left his bedroom and headed downstairs. Zac was miles away. His casual rub through the sleeping bag had become a full on sexual wank. His hand was inside his briefs and was rubbing his cock over and over. His other hand was down, still inside his briefs, but under his balls and rubbing at his arse. As far as Zac knew, he was the only one awake, if Henry came down, he could quickly hide himself. Right now though, the only person he cared about coming was himself. Henry crept slowly down the stairs. His head still hurt if he moved too fast, plus he was considerate and didn’t want to wake Zac if he was still asleep. As Henry reached the bottom of the stairs, he was shocked to find the thin, younger celebrity lying back on the sofa, running his hands around inside his briefs, and, most shocking of all, was clearly fingering his butthole. Henry felt like Christmas had come early. Here was a fucking fit young lad, on his sofa, clearly jerking off and loving the feeling of having his finger buried deep in his young bum. Henry descended the rest of the stairs and coughed as he reached the bottom. Zac had been caught. Here was Henry, standing a few feet away from him, and here he was on a sofa with his hands in his briefs, clearly aroused. Two choices ran through Zac’s head: 1) Hide himself and laugh it off or 2) Draw his hands out of his briefs and invite Henry to replace them. Fuck it, he knew he shouldn’t, but Number Two it was. Zac slowly slid his hands out of his briefs and worked them over the thin, tight body. He ran them over his pale abs and over his pecs, tweaking at his nipples. He left one hand there, while he moved the other, the hand that had been playing with his arse, to his mouth and slowly started to suck on his fingers. “You just going to stand there man,” Zac called to Henry, “Or are you going to come and give me a hand?” Henry replied “You only want a hand?” “I’ll take everything you have,” said Zac as he tweaked his nipple and let a soft moan leave his lips. Henry smirked to himself, wondering just how much Zac knew he was going to get. Henry walked forward slowly. He massaged his bulging black boxers as he did so and his cock was growing to full hardness. This was awesome. What more could he have wanted than this obvious cock slut being in front of him? As Henry reached the sofa he reached down and pulled Zac to his feet, mashing their lips together, sliding his tongue out and in to Zac’s mouth. Zac returned the kiss and the two guys swapped spit as they mashed their hard cocks together in their underwear. The black of Henry’s boxers bulged obscenely and were a marked contrast to the white of the briefs which contained Zac’s hardness. Henry grabbed at Zac’s brief clad arse and ground himself into the hard cock that he could feel through the thin cotton of the briefs and his own boxers. The bulges rubbed together and both lads groaned into the mouth of the other as they continued to kiss. Henry pulled back from the kiss and spit in to Zac’s mouth. Zac, slut boy that he is, swallowed and begged for more. Henry couldn’t help but comply. Zac moved his hands to Henry’s chest and started to rub and pull at Henry’s nipples and hard, built pecs. He pulled back from Henry’s kissing and moved his head down to the right nipple. He took the erect nub into his mouth and slowly started to suck, while using his tongue to tease the end. So engrossed in sucking the tit, Zac didn’t even notice the black biohazard tattoo that surrounded the nipple, and even if he had, the dumb young celebrity didn’t have a clue what it meant. Henry loved this. He loved having a guy appreciate his chest. He spent ages working out every day to make sure that his body looked in pristine condition. “You like my muscles Zac?” Henry asked, as Zac continued to lick and suck away. Zac released the nipple, smiled up at Henry with a cheeky grin and replied “Too fucking right.” “Here you go then, lick away,” Henry said as he flexed his muscles. Zac licked away at the tensing chest muscles, licking up into an armpit and down to a bulging bicep. He loved that this muscular guy was letting him have his way and lick, suck and explore whatever he wanted. His cock was rock hard in his briefs and he was in serious danger of spunking himself without even touching his dick. Henry was loving the silky feeling of a hot tongue moving over his body. It felt good on his nipples, good in his armpit, good on his bicep and he knew it was going to feel damn good when he got it on his cock. Pushing on Zac’s head, he forced the younger man to his knees and thrust his bulged boxers into Zac’s face. Zac immediately continued to lick and suck away, through the boxer shorts that confined the cock in front of him. Zac raised his hands and pulled the boxers down Henry’s thighs. Henry’s hard cocked slapped up onto his hard stomach. It was uncircumcised and when Zac pulled the skin back, revealed a lovely purply pink knob. The heavy knob head leaked precum, which ran down in copious amounts. Zac had never seen such a lovely cock; in fact he hadn’t even seen an uncircumcised cock before. Now here was one in front of him, and it was leaking more precum than he had ever seen a cock leak. It was literally like a leaky tap with the amount of clear liquid that was dripping from the end. Zac ran his tongue up and down the sides of the cock, tasting Henry’s skin. The precum that he could taste tasted different to the precum of the lads he’d sucked in the past. It had a slightly tangier taste, but it was a taste that was unmistakably male and unmistakably hot. What Zac didn’t know was that he was licking up toxic poz precum, taking in to his mouth the hot DNA of an infected muscle stud in heat. The length was close to 10inches, it had to be as Zac could hardly get it down his throat. He knew he could take 8inches, but this was a struggle. The knob was thick and it pushed at the sides of his throat as he tried to deepthroat it down to the balls. As he tried to do this, he slipped his hands up Henry’s legs and played with his balls, tickling them gently with his fingertips. Henry looked down and loved the sight of the struggling younger man trying to please him by sucking his hard poz cock. He believed that effort deserved reward, so he pulled Zac off his cock, pulled him up, kissed him hard so as to taste his own precum and then pushed Zac back on to the sofa. Henry dropped to his knees before the hot ripped young guy and buried his face into the briefs in front of him. He could smell that it was likely not the first time that the briefs had been worn, but this just turned him on more. He sucked at the knob that he could taste through the briefs before pulling them down and engulfing Zac’s dick to the root in one go; his nose was tickled by Zac’s pubes and his large square jaw rested on Zac’s full balls. Henry moved his head up and down the cock, using his tongue to work the sides and the knob, sucking up the sparse in comparison precum and slowly moving his hands in circles over Zac’s young arse globes. He spread his fingers and moved them closer and closer the crack and to the hole he knew he would find there. Sticking the middle finger from each of his hands into the crack, he located the hole and, without warning, simply pressed them both in to the hole. He knew he needed to be a bit rough in order to make sure that his poz load, clearly heading up this hole later, would take. Zac groaned and shot spunk down Henry’s throat. He was awestruck by how quickly he had cum; shooting his cream from just having some fingers shoved in to his arse. He couldn’t believe that, but it felt so good. Henry loved the taste of the neg cum on his tongue, but he had other plans for it. Pulling off Zac’s cock, he stood up and grabbed Zac’s ankles, lifting his legs. He then dropped back to his knees, but placed Zac’s legs over his shoulders. This allowed him to see clearly Zac’s tight pucker. Henry spat the spunk he had just received from Zac’s cock on to Zac’s arsehole. “I only do this bareback, no condoms in this house,” stated Henry as he scratched at Zac’s hole with his finger nails, “is that ok?” Zac didn’t even hear what Henry was saying, all he could see was the towering mountain of muscle, the thick arms, huge pecs, rippling abs and huge cock. He nodded his head and told Henry to fuck him as hard as he could. Henry smiled; he had a fucking cum slut here and one that clearly didn’t mind taking a charged load. His tattoo was big and obvious, Zac must have seen it and yet he was still agreeing to go bare. Henry snickered to himself. Who knew Zac Efron was a little chaser bitch? He stood up and thrust his long bare poz dick in to the hole, using the cum as lube, nothing else lube but Zac’s neg cum and dripping sweat. Henry planned to rip that hole up. Zac felt like he was being split in two, but the feeling that he had got from just Henry’s finger were multiplied as he felt the thick uncircumcised knob rub over his prostate again and again. He moaned and groaned about on the sofa, aware that he was making a lot of noise but not caring because he was embracing the fact that he was a true born cock slut. He loved the feeling of cock in his mouth or up his arse. He wanted to do this all the time. Forget girls, it was all about cock for Zac from now on. He never wanted Henry to cum as that thick cock felt so good up his tight hole. He started to flex his anal muscles and squeeze down on Henry, raising his arse to meet the thrusts into it. “Harder......please......fuck me harder,” groaned out Zac as his prostate took another hit. Henry started to really thrust in and out. He was battering the arse on his cock and was loving every minute. It felt so good to just be able to let loose and just fuck. Nothing felt better than to just pound away at some tight man arse. It was always tighter than pussy and guys who limited themselves were just missing out. He looked down at Zac squirming below him. He could see how much Zac was enjoying it from the way he was breathing and moaning; his body thrashing about and clearly loving the cock that was literally rabbit pounding his prostate. “You love my cock up you don’t you Zac?” Asked Henry as he ground in against the boy’s prostate. “Fuck, yes, uhgn, Zac grunted back, “harder, please.” “Yeah, you like my poz cock up you, you want this fucking hot toxic load deep in you,” grunted Henry, pulling almost all the way out before thrusting back in. “Wait…..what?” Zac asked, “What do you mean poz, do you have HIV?” The panic in his voice was palpable, the silly celebrity cock whore suddenly connecting the dots over the biohazard tattoo. Henry laughed, could Zac really not have known? Was he really lucky enough to be fucking such a hot little naïve cunt? Could he really not know what the tattoo meant? That just turned him on more and he started to really hammer the tight hole stretched obscenely round his huge cock. His muscles flexing, veins popping and sweat dripping he looked down at Zac Efron beneath him: “You bet I’’ve got HIV and when I’m done with you, so will you. Gonna set you free slut, gonna make it so you can take loads all the time…or would you rather I stop?” As he said this, Henry stopped thrusting and just held himself, his cock balanced at Zac’s hole, the head pressed in and the hole popping, but nothing but the knob inside. Henry could clearly see him cock was smeared with blood and some brown ass juice and it was taking all his self-control not to just plough Efron and poz him up regardless of what he wanted. Zac was scared, he didn’t want HIV….did he? If he was poz, he could get fucked at any time and not worry about anything, and this huge cock felt so good, did he really not want to finish the fuck? Possibly because of the leftover booze in his system or possibly just because he was a born slut, Zac Efron, celebrity heartthrob and wank fantasy to millions looked up at the muscle daddy fucking him and said three little words…”Poz me up.” That was all Henry needed, he started to pound harder and harder, telling little Zac just how much he was going to enjoy being poz, how being free was the best gift in the world and how, if the load took, he’d be able to share his strain with plenty of other young celebrities. Zac kept up with the dirty talk his end, begging the big stud to breed him, to make him a dirty poz whore. In his mind, his imagination flipped back to the boys of One Direction and how hot it would be to make his way through them, pozzing each one of them just like he was being pozed now. This made his cock extremely hard and had him begging Henry to fill him with a toxic load. Henry reached down and grabbed Zac’s cock. He jerked it no more than five times before Zac shot spunk high in to the air. As his arse tightened and clenched around the invader thrusting in to it, Henry came hard, spurting his dirty poz spunk deep into Zac’s bruised and torn colon. “Take my dirty AIDS load you bitch, pozzing you up good now, take it, take my cum,” screamed Henry as he shot load after load in to the battered celebrity hole. As the two men collapsed on to each other, Zac’s spunk sticking them together, they kissed and licked sweat from each other’s bodies, Henry keeping his fat cock stuffed in the boy’s hole, slowly humping from time to time, just to shake up the poz cum that was being absorbed by Zac Efron’s anal walls. As the two drifted off to sleep; each dreaming of who else they could bring over to introduce to their new activities, Zac was so happy and relaxed, he began to piss himself, spraying Henry and his own body with his yellow liquid. This just got Henry hard again and without a word he started fucking the boy again. Zac smiled, knowing a second load would increase the chances of him becoming the poz whore he now wanted to be.

I hate when a top pulls out and dumps his load. I want it in me not on me

I'd always been fascinated by the bathhouse scene. Something about back to back anonymous hookups just gets my engine purring as a horny bottom. It had been awhile since I'd been to one but it also been a rough week. My BF just left me, and my usual fwb weren't around. I needed fucking and I needed it bad. Normally I liked to play bare in bed, but anytime I'd been to a bathhouse I always made the guys wrap up due to the sense of elevated risk. This time though, I had been fighting off a serious urge to take some loads deep. At this point in the story I am an experienced bareback bottom, neg despite years of risky play, and not on prep. I'm not sure why I never went on prep, other than sometimes the subconscious makes decisions for us. So I made a pact with myself. I'd head down to the nearest bathhouse and leave the condoms at home. I wanted to take 12 loads total, ideally from at least 6 different guys. My record was 8 so this was only a small stretch but enough to make me work for it. I packed my bag and hopped the train. As soon as arrived I could tell it was going to be a fun night. It was Saturday so the place was packed. I checked in and went to find my locker. I could feel guys eyes on my tight little ass as I stripped and closed my locker. I returned the stares with a wink and headed off to find an open sling. I wanted to get a few loads under my belt right away to ease my anxiety. As soon as I got myself situated in a sling, three guys had already lined up to play. Off to a good start. The first guy came right up and started touching me and playing with my hole. "Love an unused hole. You want me safe or bare babe?" to which I replied "only bare please". He smiled and lubed up. Before long he was balls deep and fucking me hard while the other two watched. Without another word he shot his load deep in my willing cunt and pulled out. The second guy didn't hesitate to follow in the same fashion. The third guy was bigger than both of them and took his time with me, really pleasuring me as he fucked me deep and slow. We both came together and I could tell he shot a huge load in me. After he did he said he'd be right back. He returned a few moments later with a sharpie. "I want to help you keep track" he said as he wrote Load Count and struck 3 lines below it. I found this incredibly hot and said "lets make it 4 then". He gladly obliged and flooded my hole again, dutifully adding another strike to my thigh. He slipped the marker into a pocket in the strap of the sling, kissed me, and left. I decided it was time to move around so I got up, taking the marker with me, and headed in search of a nice cock to suck on to give my ass a small break. I quickly found a nice hung guy in a room with the door open who was jerking off alone. I quickly joined him and sank to my knees. He gladly released his hand from his cock and fed it to me. I could tell he was close so I wasted no time and made him shoot his load down my throat. Yum. "Find me later in a sling": I said and left. The evening was moving fast and my load count was only 1/3 there so I decided it was time to get back to it. I headed for the dark room, found a bench and got on, bending over and making my cunt available for whoever came along. After a few minutes I heard someone shuffle in and slowly his hands found me. Without ever saying a word, his hard cock found my hole and he slid right in, made easy by all the cum leaking out of me. He fucked me hard for a few minutes, came inside, and left without a word. Another cock followed in the same fashion. This one managed to grunt "fuck yeah you're a cum dump" before pulling out. I was incredibly turned on and hadn't cum since the sling. I needed more. I stumbled out into the hallway and took my trusty sharpie to myself, adding two more strikes. I wasn't counting mouth shots, so now I was up to 6 loads. As I did this, I noticed a tall strong looking guy watching me from the other side of the hallway. He had a long thick cock. I glanced him up and down noticeably enough for him to walk over and talk to me. As he got closer I noticed a biohazard tattoo above his hip. I knew what this was, and it wasn't what I was seeking. Nevertheless, he was very attractive and his cock was amazing. "Taking a few loads there, huh boy?" he said looking down at me. "Yes sir" I mumbled back, still gazing at his cock. "You want a few more?" he responded, cock twitching and rock hard. "I...um.." I stumbled over my words, looking at him, his cock, back to his tattoo, back to him. "I'm not on prep". "No? Hm, well maybe you're not ready for my toxic loads yet then, but I'm sure we will change that". With that he leaned in and kissed me hard, and grabbed my ass, then walked away saying "it's your choice". Looking down my cock was so hard. Fuck. Why did that turn me on so much? Now throbbing, I needed a distraction from that beautiful cock. Passing a few rooms, I finally found one that was open. Two guys were jerking each other off in a bed. I stepped in and offered myself "need a bottom boys?". They both nodded enthusiastically and got up to make room for me. They both fucked me missionary, taking turns tagging me with their bare cocks. Soon enough my count was up to 8 as I left the room with their loads dripping down my leg. In the hallways I passed mr biohazard again. Fuck I thought, my cock just twitched again and he definitely noticed as I blushed and looked away. I felt him look back as I passed and chuckled - probably at the amount of cum leaking out of my well used hole. I headed back to the sling, hoping to free my mind from this little trap and bump my count up as I was starting to get a little tired. Sure enough as I strapped in, and secured my sharpie back in its original place, another man was at the door staring at me and jerking himself off. I motioned him to come in. He walked up, staring at my leg and all the tallies counting up the loads I'd taken. "I love cum dumps" he said. "you want me to fuck you?". "please" i managed to moan back. "Good, I have been waiting for someone to let me breed them all day". He slid in easily. His cock was on the smaller side, but he had a good build and a cute face. And honestly after the ravaging I'd been taking a smaller cock was kind of a relief. He really got off on my sloppy but still tight enough little hole and shot his load quickly into me. A little disappointed, I was quickly relieved when he didn't pull out and started thrusting again - driving his first load deeper and then finally shooting a second one in me. "fuck yes, add your tallies please" I said as he pulled out. I could feel his fresh cum leaking out of me. He looked down as it splattered on the floor. "Shame, I wish more had stayed inside you. You're pretty full.". With that he got down on the ground and started eating me out, extracting all those loads with his tongue. It felt amazing. He came back up and planted a big cummy kiss on my lips. "Let's try that again" and as though he had endless stamina, he thrust his cock back in me again - fucking me slow and deep this time until he shot what felt like the biggest load yet deep inside. He pulled out, added another tick line to my thigh, kissed me, and left. 11 loads will have to do, I thought to myself. It wasn't going to get better than that. But I wanted to cum again, so I lingered in the sling for a few minutes, jerking myself off. Before I could cum I heard a voice at the door. "I guess you're ready for me now." I looked up to see mr biohazard, harder than before, standing in front of me. Fuck. My cock got even harder at the sight of him. "Let me help" he said, taking my cock into his hand. I returned the favor, I thought maybe I could satisfy him with a mutal jo and call it a day. As we played with each other he leaned in close, and said "I need to be inside you boy". Looking up at him I must have just looked like an utter slut. I opened my mouth, providing an invite, again hoping this would satisfy him. He took me up on it, pulling me forward so he could get his cock deep in my mouth. As I sucked him he started talking to me. "No point resisting me now boy. I just watched you take 3 poz loads from my friend Ben. He's even more toxic than I am. But I don't want him to have all the fun, I had called you first.". With his cock filling my mouth I couldn't say a word but panic clearly spread over my face. "Don't worry, it'll be okay. I guess you have a choice now, huh? You can get out of here, get some pep and you probably won't convert. Or, you can stay, and enjoy this big cock burying itself deep in your fertile little hole. You can give in to my big poz loads. Heck if you do that, maybe I'll even go home with you and we can make a night of it. Yeah, I think you'd like that". My heart was racing as his words sunk in. I'd already taken 3 poz loads? As he pulled his cock out of my mouth, he pushed me back and started to tease my hole with his cock. "What'll it be then boy?". My fear was quickly turning to ecstasy as he gently pushed the head of his cock into me. Looking over his shoulder I could see a few guys had gathered to watch, and one of them was the very guy who'd given me the sharpie. He caught my glance and said "Wow you're doing great on that load count, I didn't realize mine wouldn't be your only poz load of the night". FUCK. I'd been taking poz loads all night?! At this moment something in my brain snapped. I broke. All my mind could focus on was this huge hard cock begging to enter me, and that missing 12rh strike on my thigh. I looked up at him and just managed to choke out the words "just take me then". At this all he and the guys at the door went wild. "yeah boy, I knew you'd give it up" he just about shouted and with that he pushed in - all the way in - fucking deep inside me. I felt his balls hit my ass as I let out a loud moan and gasped "oh fuck yes". He went to town on me, fucking slow and deep and then by the end railing me harder than any guy yet. I felt him tense up and he leaned in close to growl "take my poz load" and shot an enormous rope of cum straight into my bare, unprotected cunt. As he did I exploded all over myself, lost in the waves of the orgasm he was burying in my guts. He kept his cock inside me for a minute, finally pulling out. As he did two of the guys who had been watching immediately approached and without asking fucked me back to back dropping two more loads inside me. Poz daddy watched the entire time. When they finished he took me again. This time slow and lovingly, kissing me while he did it. I put one hand on his tattoo and used the other to pull him deeper into me. "Thats it little slut, you got what you needed now" and he shot another poz load in me. "Lets get you cleaned up" he said, as he drew the additional 4 lines on my leg. I'd now run out of room on my little thighs, all marked up. 15 loads. I was in shock. He walked me to the showers and helped me clean up and get dressed. My mind was spinning. "So, I'm james by the way. What do you think? You wanna take me home and keep the fun going?" Even to my own surprise I nodded quietly and grabbed his hand. The whole train ride back he held me close and kissed me, not caring who was watching. As we entered my apartment it all became real. I had brought this stranger, who just helped try and poz me, home. I brought him to my home, to fuck me all night and do whatever he wanted to me. What have I become? As these thoughts started to race, I felt his hands wrap around me. He gently unbuttoned my pants and started to undress me. As his hard cock pressed against my bare ass again, my mind went blank. I led him straight back to the bedroom. "We've got a long night ahead of us" he growled as he spread my legs and thrust his big, bare, poz cock into me again. I moaned loud enough for the neighbors to hear as he took me again, and again, and again that night. I guess I made my choice.

I literally just did this.

(Self)Fisting it is!

Last week I was traveling in the middle of France, I went to public toilet and see a hole in the wall. I installed myself in front of the hole and wait. Short time later I felt a dick coming inside my ass and finally cum inside. It was a great pleasure to be breed by anonymous guy. I stay more or less one hour and got 5 loads.

I’m very prepared for Folsom Europe Berlin: I’ve booked a hotel room for half price than Axel offered. I also booked for biohazard men party and pig party VIP. I hope my hole won’t be sober for these 5 days and my cock won’t be bored either. 😜😂

The breeding tradie lad I received a message from a regular married tradie guy asking if he could stretch my hole out and dump a 4 day load. I instantly agreed to take his fist and load. I love how this guy gets sexually frustrated at work and uses a cumdump whore to get off. He literally arrives in his work gear and just gets his cock out. He must have given me over 50 anon loads and I still have no idea who this guy is. He loves that my cunt is so well used by random strangers. It was arranged I should be as up and hooded as usual but this time he fancied stretching my hole open before dumping a load. I was ready in my jock, socks and harness we he arrived an hour later. He found my ass plugged which he removed whilst he stripped to just his socks. He be poppered up, lubed his had good and started to open me up. First a couple of fingers and then more until he almost had his fist in me. He quite easily could have got his fist in had he persisted but he was keen to get his load in me. He shoved his boner inside the cavity he had created with this fingers. It felt pretty sloppy as his dick used my opened hole. A few hard, balls deep thrusts and he unleashed his hot spunk into me. There was no hanging around. He pulled out and replugged my cummy hole with the large butt plug. He told me he needed that as he couldn’t concentrate at work. He tagged my ass and left me used and dripping once again.

The 2nd time I ever tried the baths was as SW. Got gangbanged by 9 different guys and loved it. However, I rented a room once, and there was no locker to store my clothes and valuables? WTH! Also at SW, it is more of a younger crowd and a lot of S&M (Stand and Model). I seem to prefer SpaXS as it is bigger, rooms are better equipped with lockers,, it is an older crowd, has a licensed bar and relaxation area downstairs, an outdoor rooftop patio, and a better attitude of do you want to fuck.

Got a message on fabguys saying did I want fucking, 30 minutes he arrived he fucked me hard until I felt his cum floods my ass, omg it felt good

I keep coming back to this one. So hot!

I'm older now so i have a regular. I met him in the park. Over 6'5" 250 lbs. very hair ginger man. Way out of my league. I was off the path to some bushes, looking back he was following me. I knelt in the small clearing. I was expecting a large cock given his size, it was maybe 4 hard. Being an experienced cocksucker I worshipped his cock. He quickly blew. Unlike most guys he remained in my mouth, i held still in the special way you do to cool his cock down. Slowly sucking air to surround his cock. he soon started pumping clearly taking control fucking my mouth and flooded me again. We met again a couple more times then decided on more private outdoor fun. He is a contractor, family man. we would meet at this park and 4 wheeled to a private area. Had had beer, we had a couple. I took out my chair and asked him to sit and i sat in front of him. I worshipped him, he responded. Now we meet 2 to 4 times a week at the same place. He can blow huge loads.

Speaking as a bottom cumdump, I don't expect to cum and in fact I never want to cum. What's important is that tops enjoy using and loading my hole. Occasionally a top might try and play with my cock while fucking me, but it's always awkward (it might be different if i had a huge cock, but I don't) and they simply focus on fucking me. I've never had a top tell me they want me to cum. Even if i walk away from a mega session at the sauna without cumming (which I've done a number of times), I don't mind as long as I've been well used and loaded with plenty of cum in my arse.

When I’m bottoming, I expect the top to cum deep inside me. If he were to pull out, not only would I be extremely disappointed, but it makes me feel that I’m not good enough to receive his seed. Thankfully I have never had that happen. I think most guys expect to unload. It is the ultimate pleasure to feel that hot, sticky cream rubbing around and coating your cock and his guts. When I top, I expect to finish inside the bottom. The bottom has worked so hard and prepared to be fucked, it’s just rude not to reward their hard efforts. Plus, the feeling of shooting deep into a man’s guts is mind-blowing. The bottom I regularly fuck makes sure to grab my hips and ass so there is no possible way my cum will escape his wet, tight hole. In fact, he always begs me to stay inside him for a while after I cum so he ensures he is getting every drop of my seed. It brings you together on a deeper level when you share that part of yourself with another man.

Thank you - me too. This is just one more variant on "REAL bottoms do THIS" or "REAL tops do THAT", which is just another subset of "REAL gay people do SOMETHING ELSE." None of us are gatekeepers of what kind of underwear are appropriate for any particular proclivity, and it's just - well - pointless.

Chris I had been watching the love of my life take loads from a god of a man for hours now when finally master said he had to get back to the bar. After master left Martin came up to me and asked “Are you okay baby” as he asked he put his hand under him and pushed some of masters seed into it which he used to give me a hand job. “I don’t know what’s going on” I said desperately “Oh it’s okay baby I’m just showing you a new life” he said comfortingly “So I’m gonna become a slave to master too” I asked half scared half aroused “Oh no baby I’m sorry that was the plan but then you had to go and take Greg’s load and master doesn’t like used good” he said as I shot my load after a pathetic minute of jerking. “ no you’re gonna be put up in the scorpion to be used by everyone” “What” I asked in shock “Oh well for a few nights you’ll be tied to a table with your hole open and exposed then once the novelty is over you’ll be thrown onto the street” Martin said as he continued to jerk my now entirely soft cock “ why would you do that to me” I asked nearly in tears “Isn’t it obvious, it’ll make my master a shit ton of money” he said as he stood up and walked to the side of the room. He picked up a rag and sprayed something on it before forcing it into my face. I came to feeling myself tied down with an amazing sensation coming from behind. “Ah you’re up good” Martin said to me as he stood in front of the bench I was tied to “master has decided to be generous and lace all the lube with meth so you’ll be nice and spun” I felt a new sensation rolling through me as I took cock after cock that night. It was so amazing unlike anything I’d ever experienced. After I had taken the last load Martin and his master came in front of my bench directly in my sight and had the most intense sex I’d ever seen. Martin was in his arms begging for more, seeming to be in pure ecstasy. When Martin finally got his load he walked over to me, shoved his ass to my mouth and pushed the load into me. This continued for three nights until when I was expecting to watch Martin get fucked In front of me again, he instead untied me and helped me to my feet. When I stood for the first time in days I felt the cum go rushing from my destroyed asshole down my legs. Martin guided me to the door before pushed me to the ground outside. “The prostitutes are around the corner” he said before shutting the door. I made my way to the corner and was almost immediately picked up. I sucked a man’s dick for five dollars. I sucked 3 more men before I met my pimp. He was old and fat but he gave me a thong and a bed as long as I brought in the money. I spent years working that corner. I would occasionally see Martin in front of the bloody scorpion but never went by it.

What does it matter. Of the two candidates one is looking to benefit us the voters, the other is looking to benefit himself. How is race even relevant to this particular election?

This 🐷 has had a couple good days for floor loads. On Tuesday it swallowed 10 loads of cum including 4 from off the floor. Then yesterday, during an unexpected trip to the bookstore, it swallowed 13 more loads of semen including 7 from the floor of the gloryhole booths. It found and cleaned 4 loads immediately upon arrival and was happy to begin it's feeding session with all that cum in it's belly.

As a dedicated cum addict, my needs are constant. I deny my own orgasm to build the uncontrolled tension and need. I don’t hide from what I am and I want the recognition. I enjoy doing what others would not…the feeling of being a filthy pig I find rewarding. I find licking the cum from ABS stall walls is a turn on to the [banned word] I’m seeking and most booth cruisers want their cocks in my dirty mouth when they see me kicking the booth walls. I spend about 20 hours a week in different ABS and fib the time yield amazing result.

CLICK. The door slowly swings open inward, and I step into the apartment. Slipping the key back into the pocket of my shorts, I look around furtively as I close the door behind me, as quietly as possible. Good - no lights on, no sign of anyone here, I think with relief. When your buddy is the superintendent of a huge apartment building on the wrong side of town, you can get away with all kinds of shit. Tom clues me in on when his residents are away, gives me his copy of their key, and I grab whatever I can. He gets a third of the profits, since he's not taking as much of a risk as I am. He says this apartment belongs to a guy who lives alone. Seems like kind of a shy, nerdy type. Works some kind of IT job, keeps to himself. I don't ask too many questions - sounds like an easy target to me. If by chance he's there when I hit his place I'm sure I can clock him and get away before he has a chance to get at me. I pass the kitchen and head for the living room. Nothing promising here - books, TV, desktop computer. No laptop or iPad, nothing small and easy to grab. I decide to check the bedroom and circle back if there's nothing there. Suddenly there's a loud SMACK and the back of my head explodes in pain. Stunned, I drop to my knees. "WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING IN HERE?!" I turn to look behind me and I'm immediately greeted by a fist to the right side of my face. I hit the floor. A strong pair of hands grabs me - one under my arm, and the other around my neck - and lifts me off the floor, and I get a good look at him for the first time. He's shorter than me - looks about 5'5" - wearing the typical IT guy uniform of khakis, a short sleeve dress shirt and tie, and glasses. Brown hair, weathered face, looks to be about 40. But holy shit, his chest and arms are bulging against his shirt. Fucking Tom...he didn't tell me the guy was a little fucking beast, I think. "You breaking in here to steal some shit? Huh? ANSWER ME, you fucking punk!" Still reeling from two quick blows to the head, I say nothing. I'm unsteady on my feet as it is, and his hand is crushing my windpipe. I'm seeing stars as I start to go down again. "No one fucking breaks into my place and gets away with it." He wrenches me around by the arm and hurls me backward over the back of the sofa. "ANSWER ME YOU LITTLE ASSHOLE! What the fuck are you doing in here??" His face is right in mine, so much so that his spit is all over my face. He eases his grip on my neck. "You're in here to steal my stuff, aren't you? Thought you could get away with it?" I stutter "Y- yeah." He grins wickedly. "Well too fucking bad for you that I caught you!! Now you're going to pay for it!" He grabs both arms and flips me over, so I'm flung face down over the back of his sofa. He pins both of my hands behind my back with one hand. I realize he's incredibly fucking strong, and even if I wasn't likely concussed he would have been able to overpower me pretty quickly in a fight. But despite knowing this, instinct kicks in, and I struggle against his grip, twisting my arms in an effort to free my hands and trying vainly to gain my balance enough to kick him in the nuts. "Oh no you don't!!" With his free hand, he smacks me across the back of the head again. Then he lands a blow to my right side, near my kidney. It completely takes the wind out of me. Suddenly, to my shock, he grabs the waistband of my gym shorts and rips them down to my knees in one quick motion. I'm left in just a t-shirt and my briefs. What the fuck is he doing, I panic in my brain. "You're nothing but a fucking punk bitch, and I'm going to put you in your goddamn place." SMACK. His open hand lands a sharp blow across my right ass cheek. I yowl in pain - it stings like a motherfucker. Before I have time to catch my breath, he lands another one. And another. And another. He alternates at random between my left and right ass cheeks. I pray to god the pain will lessen, but instead the more he spanks my ass, the more each blow stings. Tears are running hot and salty down my face as I scream. "OW! Stop it - OW! FUCK! GODDAMN YOU SICK BASTARD!" I hear him laugh. "Too late for that dumbass, you should have thought twice before breaking into my fucking apartment!" The spanking goes on for what seems like an hour - relentless blow after blow. I've never felt pain like this before. Finally, he pulls me up into a standing position using just the hand that's pinning my wrists to my back. The leverage wrenches both of my shoulders, which hurts like hell. I'm in pain, breathless and with my gym shorts and briefs around my ankles. I'm next to helpless. "You are in more trouble than you fucking know, punk. I've had a shitty fucking day and now you've given me every fucking reason to take it all out on you." He drags me, stumbling and dizzy, into the bedroom. He throws me down on the bed. I have enough of my wits to try rolling off the other side to put some distance between us - maybe I can get away from this fucking lunatic before I end up in pieces in a dumpster. But it doesn't work. He's too quick and too strong. He grabs my left leg and without me even realizing how he did it, it's tied to the bed frame using the necktie he was wearing. I try to yank my leg free but I can't. Before I know it, he's got me tied down, spread eagled and helpless, on his bed. He grins wickedly. "Fuck yeah, this is going to be fun." He opens the drawer of his nightstand and pulls out a jackknife. Oh god, he's going to kill me, I think. He turns to me and in one quick motion, slices through the front of my t-shirt, and then through the sleeves. The back side of the blade is cold as it passes over the skin of my upper arms. He rips the t-shirt off and out from under me. "What are you going to do?" I finally manage to stammer. "If you're going to kill me-" He laughs again. He reaches over and twists my left nipple. I gasp in pain. "Don't worry about that. I'm not a fucking killer. But trust me, what I have in mind is much more fun. To me, anyway." He then cuts easily through my gym shorts and briefs, still around my splayed-out legs, and pulls them off. He goes through my pocket and takes out my phone. Grabbing my hand, he forces my finger against the scanner and it unlocks. "Hmm, let's see .... Facebook ... in a relationship with Katie ... oh, and looks like we have mom and dad on here too, is that right?" "Y- yeah," I respond. He chuckles and points the camera at me. "They are going to love seeing this." He snaps a picture of my naked body, obscenely stretched out on this strange man's bed. "NO! Please, stop, don't do this!" "No? Then stop me. Oh wait, you can't!" He's right and I know it. He laughs again, throwing my phone on his nightstand. He climbs up on the bed, straddling my chest, and puts his forearm against my neck. "I'm going to have a little fun with you, and you're going to fucking do as you're goddamn told. And if you don't, these pics are going on Facebook for everyone to fucking see. Or I might just call the police, who knows...see how much fun you have in a prison cell. You understand, you fucking punk?" "I- I- " "Fuck it, I don't care if you don't." He backhands me hard across the face. He climbs off and starts to strip. He rips his shirt off so quick he loses a button. I realize he's fucking ripped...not the easy target I thought he was. His belt comes off next. He sets it on the nightstand, and then drops his khakis and boxers. Oh my fucking god, I realize with a shock. This sick fucker is going to rape me. His cock looks enormous to me - thick, long and uncut. It's stiffening up really fast as he steps out of his pants and boxers. Before I can recover enough to say a word, he climbs up on the bed again, straddles my face, and slaps my mouth with his dick. "Open that fucking mouth and suck my dick," he orders. My lips tighten. "GODDAMNIT, WHAT DID I TELL YOU?" He backhands me across the face again. "You fucking -" I start to retort, but he backhands me again. "OPEN IT RIGHT FUCKING NOW OR I CALL THE COPS!" The shock of the blows renders me almost completely helpless, and I drop my mouth open. He shoves his cock down my throat in one quick thrust. It's the most disgusting thing I've ever experienced. The salty taste of his dick and his precum makes me nauseous, and the pressure of his cockhead against the back of my throat makes me gag. He ignores this and pushes in harder. His fat rod slides into the opening of my throat, and I feel my stomach wretch. His balls are resting against my chin and my nose is buried in his bush. I can smell his sweat and musk, and it's revolting. He starts fucking my mouth, and it's horrible. I'm gagging, coughing, unable to breathe. Tears running down my face. I feel so violated and humiliated. It seems endless. Finally he gets bored. He climbs off and opens his nightstand again. "On to the main event." He pulls out a bottle of lube, a rag and a little brown bottle. I realize what's about to happen. "No, please, no, don't do this, I'll do anything- " "Shut the fuck up, you little cunt." He reaches down and smacks my balls, hard. The pain is too much, and I black out. When I come to, he's untied my legs from the footboard, and tied them to the headboard, with my knees up against my chest. I become aware of a pressure against my hole, and I look down and see his fucking sadistic grin. He's kneeling between my legs, his huge fucking boner throbbing, with a finger against the outside of my asshole, and it's slick with lube. "No, please, no," I moan. "Too late for that, bitch. You're gonna take my cock like the good fucking little bitch you are." His finger presses into my hole. I clench against it, and it feels like I'm being torn apart. It's a stinging, ripping pain, and I scream. "Tense up like that and it's just going to hurt more. Not that I care, I'm gonna fuck you anyway." He pulls his finger out, and starts slapping his cock against my asshole. I am so revolted by feeling another man's cock on my whole, I almost throw up. "Dude, please, you don't have to do this..." He laughs again. "You didn't have to break into my apartment, asshole. But you did." He reaches over for the rag and the brown bottle. He opens the bottle and pours a good amount of liquid onto the rag, and then presses it over my face. It burns, and the sharp chemical smell is extremely unpleasant. I try to hold my breath but I can't. When I inhale, the fumes go to my head and I feel a warm, sickening headrush. I feel like I'm about to pass out again, and my legs go limp. Without realizing it, my tightly clenched hole relaxes. Then he rams his cock hard into my hole, and all I can feel is the pain. Again and again he pulls all the way out, penetrating my hole over and over. Each time it feels like being stabbed all over again. It's the most painful, violating experience of my life, and I'm sick to my stomach knowing what's happening. He leans into each painful thrust. He's putting all his weight into each one, his hands on either side of my torso. That fucking sick, twisted grin of his makes me wish I could punch him in the face. He's working up a sweat and it's dripping from his forehead all over my face and chest. "Oh yeah, that's a nice tight fucking punk ass," he growls. "Glad I caught you." "Fuck you, you sick fucking pervert," I roar. I spit in his face. He immediately backhands me across the face again. "You are going to fucking regret that." He grabs my throat again and tightens his grip as he fucks me harder and faster. My vision starts to go fuzzy as he chokes me. Fuck, I'm gonna die with a dick up my ass, I think. Finally he releases my throat. "Oh fuck yes, I'm getting close. You're gonna take my fucking load, you worthless little faggot. I'm gonna breed your useless straight punk ass, and you're going to thank me for going easy on you." He pounds my chest with his fist, and then cruelly twists my nipple. I howl in pain...which seems to send him over the edge. "OH FUCK YEAAAAH!" he roars. With one final thrust he buries his cock deep into me. I can feel it throb inside me, and there's a sudden gush of warmth and wetness. I've never felt it before, but I know it's his cum, and it grosses me out so much I finally turn my head to one side and throw up all over his bed. He pulls out and climbs down off me. "Look at this, you fucking whore," he growls. I look and I see his still-hard cock, coated with what looks like mucus and cum...and streaks of what I realize is my blood. "Yeah, take a good look...I fucking popped your bitch ass cherry. Fucked you raw and bloody. You should be grateful you got your cherry popped by a real man." He undoes the knots holding me to the bed, and I feel the blood rush back into my hands and feet. "Now I'm going to shower off, and you're going to fucking clean up this mess, and get the fuck out of here. The bedroom door locks from the outside so don't even think about trying to get out." He walks out of the room, slamming the door behind him. I hear the unmistakeable rattle of a hook and eye lock sliding into place. I have no choice but to obey. He already fucking raped me, why make him any madder? I climb off the bed, every part of my body aching from the abuse I just took. As I stand up, I feel a warm wet trickle down the back of my ballsack, and I realize it's his cum...and most likely, my blood. I start stripping the sheets off his bed and throwing them in a pile. I realize he left his clothes on the floor, and my curiosity is piqued by a piece of paper I see sticking out of the pocket of his khakis. I slip it out of the pocket and read it... PATIENT: Christopher Rollins DOB: 5/19/1973 DATE OF VISIT: November 20, 2016 REASON FOR VISIT: New HIV infection HPI: Pt is a 43 year old gay male who was seen last week for routine HIV/STD screening. He returns to the office today because 4th gen HIV Ag/Ab testing was positive. This is his first positive test. A viral load was run on the sample he provided last week, and a viral load of 137,000 copies/mL suggests a relatively recent infection. Today we discussed starting HAART, pending results of a genotype / resistance analysis, which should be resulted in the next 3 - 4 weeks. Pt is coping well with the diagnosis. He was instructed to abstain from sexual intercourse at this time, as a high viral load indicates that he is extremely infectious at this time. Pt aware of the above and understands all instructions.

I had been at the local gay pub here in Brisbane in wickham terrace, if you know you know. I had been heavily drinking due to a recent breakup, was feeling very unloved and needy at the time. I was living with a good mate, we had an amazing apartment, cheap, in the heart of the city and close to the SOP and gay drinking spot. So hookups was easily arranged, my housemate and I were pretty open and never stopped each other from having fun. This particular weekend however he had family and friends staying over and having a party. Not wanting to be a burdon I took myself to the watering hole and got my self stupidly drunk. Half way through the drinking fest I decided to head back home and grab my other pack of ciggeretes rather than wasting money on another pack. Walking up the street more so stumbling I stop to catch my breath. At 29 years old I was a stocky guy, medium hairy, small cut cock big nuts, was more a bottom and generally wearing a jockstrap 99.99 % of the time these days. Stopping near a empty car parking lot I hear someone say “come over” standing still as I try to determine if I actually heard someone or it was my imagination. “Yeah you mate, come here” the gruff voice spoke again. Without any concern for my own safety I walk into the not so well lit carpark and as I turn I see a scruffy hairy guy on the concrete garden wall staring at me. Looking at him I instantly could tell he was homeless, had his bag beside him, dirty clothes, scruffy beard and I could smell piss, stale cum and booze on him. “Got a smoke mate?” He looks at me as I fumble and go to get my last cig for him, I move closer and as I am about to hand it to him, he reaches out and starts rubbing my crotch as he grins at me. Smiling at him, he goes for my zipper and pulls it down as he unbuttons me and drops my jeans, he moves forward and pulls my jockstrap to the side as he places his mouth around my soft cock as it starts to hardon. Moaning I let him suck me as I rub my hand through his greasy hair as I start humping his mouth as he sucks harder. Grunting as I feel him tug at my nuts almost blowing my load I can feel my precum leaking hard. Looking down he is unzipping himself and pulls out this thick hard at least 8 inches uncut and very hairy prick. He stops sucking as he leans back and strokes his cock. Without thinking I get down on my knees and can smell his ripe cheesy cock right away. I get my mouth on his cock and start licking under his foreskin as he grunts as he takes the cigerette I dropped beside him and lights up. Sucking on his overhang of skin as I clean his greasy cock, grunting as I feel him swell and thicken. I start bobbing up and down getting him harder. I don’t know how long I was sucking him for but I was starting to feel my drunk buzz wear off and became more aware of what I was doing and could be begging for trouble. As if he was aware he produced a bottle of cheap vodka and told me to drink, pulling off his meaty cock I took the bottle and took a swig grimicing at the harsh cheap sting the alcohol hitting back of my throat. “Take another hit” he grins as he strokes my hard little cock. Taking another swig, followed by another as he takes the bottle from me, I feel that buzz kicking back in as he moves me into a position on my knees over the brick wall. Feeling him behind me I giggle as I feel his thick cock between my chubby arse cheeks. “Do you have a rubber” I moan, he grunts and says sure, I hear him behind me as he opens a package and hear that familiar rubbber snap as he moves his cock back between my cheeks, I reach behind me to check and feel the rubber over his cock “I got it on pig fucking hell” he grunts, I place my hand back on the wall for stablity. I hear him spit on his cock as it hits my tight hole. He pushes as I grunt “Shuttup or we will get caught, stupid fuck” he harshly whispers at me as I put my hand over my mouth as he forces himself in me, straining I can feel the pop as his engorged head slides inside my tight hole. Not been fucked for a few months really bought tears to my eyes as he pushed in more, forcing his cock inch by inch as I start to shake. “Fuckkkk stop please your too big” I whimper softly. Knowing he heard me but chose to ignore my pitiful plea as he grabbed my hips and shoved in harder slamming deep in me as his nuts hit mine. He grunt and starts fucking, not getting any chance to accept his thickness, he pounds away at my hole. The grunting turning me on. He fucks harder and faster, biting down on my hand as I whine and grunt with each thrust that he gives me. I feel him slam deep and shudder as he is cumming, sweat dripping off him onto me all I can smell is his sweaty scent. He pulls out and rips the rubber off and throws it into the darkness. He sits back breathing heavily as he clicks his fingers and points to his cock I get down and take him back in my mouth, tasting his strong thick cum as I feel his cock head throb and more cum leaks out as I greedily suck it from his cock and swallow it… Tasting metalic too but definite can taste myself on his cock thinking it strange as he was rubbered up. Tapping me on the head telling me to stop he sighs as I release his cock. “Thanks needed that” he grins at me. “Anytime” I stay there on my knees still half naked hoping his was gunna finish me off, but he grabbed his pants and pulled on the cord and did himself up as he finished the smoke, asking me if I had any more and told him I was on my way back to get another pack and go back to drinking. Telling me he was spending the night here and to go get him some and he would see about fucking me again if I was interested. Thinking about it, and it cudda been the alcohol or just the sheer need of wanting to be wanted even if just my hole to get off. I said he could crash in my secure parking, I had my own car park space that was secure from the rest of parking with its own pull down door so was private. Without a response he grabbed his back and said lead the way, pulling my pants up I take him up the road and lead him down the car park entrance as I put my code in as the door opens he follows me closly. Walking down the concrete hallway I get to my door and open the roller door as he walks inside and I mention I have a cot set up at the back I usually come down here to get away from the housemate and have my own space, toys and lube my laptop is there with porn on it. Grinning at me he drops his bag and starts to get naked as he gets to his underwear and looks at me and asks if I want another fucking, grinning I start to strip and get down on all fours over the cot as I feel him behind me rubbing my hole. He mentions he hasn’t any more rubbers and I don’t have any he says “I could just fuck you raw, I promise I wont cum in you” my head in two places as I simply nod and confirm “you wont cum in me??” Nodding he spits on his cock and I notice it slides in easier this time, I feel very wet all of a sudden, grunting as he slides in deep hearing him sigh as he starts fucking me in a steady rythem, “Once I cum it takes me a while to cum again” hr groans as he keeps fucking, I push back as I enjoy the senstion of letting him fuck me raw, the thought of him raw turning me on. He continually spits on his cock and keeps me lubed up. We mustve been fucking for at least 30 mins and at about that mark I feel him shudder as he slides in deep and takes a minute. “Are you ok?” I mention as I feel his cock throb in me as he moans softly. “Yeah pig just catching my breath” he starts fucking again, I feel very wet and can feel something dripping down my hole down my legs, putting it down to spit and sweat I push back, another 15 mins later he stops and sighs again as he calls me a dirty pig as his cock throbs, telling me to be still or he will cum… few minutes later he starts fucking again this time harder and rougher making me whimper as he snarls at me. “Dirty fucking faggot taking my nasty homeless cock, I wanna blow my load in ya guts pigs, where do you want my nasty fucking homeless load you faggot?” He growls. Thinking he is roleplaying I push back and beg him to cum, “fuck me harder, fuck this faggot, blow your load all over my hole or my face” grunting as I feel his speed pick up. “Beg me to dump it in you pig” hr grunts as he spits on my face. Confused and starting to feel my hole tense up shooting pains down my legs “please, don’t cum in me… cum on my face or down my throat” whimpering “Yeah you want my load in ya don’t ya faggot” he grunts as he slams deeper “No, not in me please” I whimper as I try to pull forward Hearing him growl as he slams forward and strains as I feel his cock throb in me yet again as he growls “yeahhhhh take my nasty homeless load faggot fuckkk yeahhhhhhhh” he cooes. He lets go of me as he pulls out, I turn around shocked he looks at me and says “fuck that was hot” he grins. “You said you wouldn’t cum in me” I say shakily as I go to stand up. “Sorry I couldn’t help myself, you felt so good and I just lost control, how about you go up grab the smokes and come back and have a drink and get more aqauntied with my cock pig” he smiles Looking at him, he looked ok, so I grabbed my jeans and pulled them up, leaving him in the garage I go up the elevator to my floor, opening up to loud music and a few people I didn’t know. There were a few of the bears from the bar I had been drinking at. Smiling at me as I return the smiles and nod my head as I beeline it towards my room, grabbing a drink along the way and quenching my parched throat to the sweet nector of the drink. Pushing my way into my room as I close the door halfway as I go searching for my stash. Looking around I don’t notice as one of the guys come in. He coughs slightly and says eveing to me as I turn around shocked and startled. Grinning at me I ease as I return the evening and ask him if he is having fun. “I was having fun shame as I was looking for you at the bar but you had disappeared that was over an hour ago, where did you wonder off too, givin ive just seen you come back here now and been here for a while myself” he mentions as he steps closer. “I stopped and got some air and kinda hooked up” I grin as I blush at him. “Hooked up hey…… wouldn’t have been with that homeless guy in the parking lot on the way here would it” he smirks at me, shocked as I blushed harder as he steps up to me and pushes his hand down the back of jeans as he touches my wet arse. “Ohhh and he loaded ya too did he” he grunts as he slips his finger inside me as I reach out and grab his furry arm to steady myself as I whimper “He did, he fucked me a few times but came in me once…. By accident” I whimper as he undoes my belt and button and pulls my zipper down. “Accident… sure…. He probably blew in you more than the once, he is known for that” he grins as he fingers my sloppy hole harder as he manuvures me over the bed on all fours as I hear him unzip himself. “No need for a rubber then if he has already bred ya is there pig? He looks down at me as I look behind and see a fat uncut 7 inch thicker than the homeless cock protruding out his fly. Rubbing his cock over my arse I whimper as he pushes forward he reaches down and places his hand over my mouth as he thrusts his hips forward hard as his cock lodges and splits me open. Muffled screaming into his hand it didn’t take long for my arse to stretch and the pain gave way to pleasure as he started fucking me. Grunting and gruffing as he sweated over me pushing his cock deeper inside me. The door opened and in walked another guy I remembered from the bar, he closed the door and locked it behind me as he sauntered over to the bed and unzipped himself as he crawled up onto the bed and presented me with his 6 inch fat thick cock cock hairy half way up his cock a thick bush at the base and so sweaty he pushes his cock on my lips as I open and he rams his cock in me. They start talking to each other so casual as if I werent there being dicked by em on my bed with a group of people right outside the door. “You heading out after this to the next party Chav?” The guy behind me fucking me spoke to the one down my throat. “Yeah, gunna see Dave and the others and decide what to do from there, prob head to the Den and loose another load if I feel up for it, by the way your doing him raw? The guy down my throat spoke back. “Yeah doing him raw, you know Baz the homeless guy he has already dumped a load, well prob a few knowing him, so no need for rubbers now who knows what he has right” the guy fucking me replies as he picks up and starts fucking hard, feeling his heavy nuts slap mine as I listen to the conversation and break out in a cold sweat worrying myself. “Awwww yeah im gunna nut in him, you can fuck him after im done bud” as he grabs my hips and digs his fingers into my hips and pulls me back on his cock as he lodges himself in me, feeling his throbbing cock at my 2nd entrance pumping his batter inside me. My muffled groans as I gag on the guys cock as I feel the guys load pump inside my guts. He withdraws as he walks around to the side of the bed as the guy pulls out my mouth and moves behind me. I get the cum coated cock shoved in my mouth as he tells me to clean him up as his mate slides easily into my cum coated arse. “Fuck he is wet, I bet the guy blew a few loads in him now your load fuck it feels good. Not gunna last long will add my nasty load and we can bail” the guy who had just face fucked me and now pumping away at my arse. I suck the guys cock cleaning his greasy cum covered prick as he sneers at me. “Yeah you dirty fuck, guess there really isnt a need to wear rubbers anymore, you let a homeless guy fuck you you pig who knows what the fuck he has” he leers at me as I shudder as I feel his mate grinding harder at my arse as he starts groaning feeling him push harder into me as he unloads. The cock slides out my mouth and my arse at the same time, groaning as I collapse on the bed panting. Watching them pull their pants up and ignore me as they leave the room talking about their next plans for the night. The door quietly half closes. Its only a few minutes and this fat chubby older guy would have been about 55 yrs old comes in and closes and locks the door as he looks at me, im half dozing so I smile and mumble something not even trying to cover up. He grabs a cup that was on my night table something alcoholic as he passes it to me and tells me to drink it all. Happily gulping down the mixture as I feel him move behind me. “They did you raw?” He asks as his thick finger slightly grazes my cummy tender hole, shuddering as I nod. “Its been so long since ive fucked raw, not many let me these days” he almost whispers as I watch him with his other hand move his zipper down as he slides his fingers inside his zipper and starts playing with himself. Without speaking I spread my legs and stay face down, the alcohol kicking back in as my head spins. I hear him drop his pants as he gets on top and I feel his thick cock force inside me as I gasp. “Fuck yeah you pig, let daddy inside you. Naughty faggot son letting those men breed you, you know they aint clean right. Your chute filled with nasty dirty seed and now letting daddy knock you up with his bugged cock” he growls as he grinds his hips and starts hitting that spot as I grown and push my arse back to meet his thrusts. Grunting on top of me, he gives me a good few minutes of solid fucking. Suddenly he moans a really deep gutteral groan and I can feel his cock throbbing as he unloads. Once done he pulls out and pulls his pants back on as he walks around my side I see the tattoo just above his pubic bone as he tucks his shirt in of a bio hazard symbol with a scorpian over the symbol. He pats my head and tells me Im a good pig for letting him nut in me but I shouldve gotten him to rubber up, however he is grateful I didn’t. Smiling at me he takes his leave. Looking at the clock, I realise ive been up here for almost an hour and taken 3 raw loads and almost forgot about the homelss guy. I reach for my clothes as I dress myself groaning as I feel the cum leak out of me. I grab the smokes and slip out of my unit to the elevators and back down to the garage. I walk into my unit and I hear talking and walk in on the homeless guy who fucked me and two other hairy scruffy older blocks, sitting there in their sweaty jocks obviosly waiting for me.. One of them speaks “Finally he is here. I get to go first” he states as he looks at me. What Have I gotten myself into? I start trembling……

That's S.O.P. - standard operating procedure - for a lot of Tops, if not most. If we at least rut in (if not actually Breed) as many Holes as we want, then those that we do Breed receive our very best efforts. It's downright exciting as hell to rut in a number of Holes before pumping our loads up a couple of them. Most Tops don't actually Breed in every Hole they rut in - not physically, at least. But they do connect mentally, emotionally with that bottom, the bottom's Hole, and are in union with the entire man they're fucking. Not, perhaps as completely as the guys that take his Sperm, but the act of rutting in many Holes is damn thrilling for most Tops. I don't see that as selfish, since every bottom will get some guy's seed pumped up his gut. It's merely how we're wired.

Well, I must fit the stereotype, I'm verse trending verse top and wear Hanes boxer briefs every day.

Let's consider the word 'clean' - someone who is openly admitting he's poz is then dirty? Please explain..... also, there's doxyprep and Valtrex that can be used preventatively. I would also like to say that doxyprep is not that efficient at preventing gono. There are risks with bareback.

unless the TOP fucks it outta me - i don't come .. i don't touch my dick when i'm getting fucked .. my hands are on the TOP .. i'm generally soft when i get fucked which is okay with me cuz all the feelings are in my ass .. 😆

I don't, and thus limit "underwear" to one of my favorite cockrings. And I don't mind one little bit when I catch some guy looking.

A bunch of seconds and he asks me: ‘ where should we go? ‘ ‘Let’s got to the bedroom’ I said. he threw me up on bed, his hands all over me craving my body and hole. Feeling owned it’s something marvelous. In my mind I knew what risk I was getting into, not on prep at the moment and this huge guy was giving me all the possible vibes except the one that wanted to wear a condom. He removed his white shirt, toning well with his tanned skin. Few moments later he was without a single piece of fabric on his body and damn he was looking good. How could I resist a man like this trying to get raw into my hole, my mind twirled frantically. In a matter of seconds I was on my stomach, he grabbed my hips to bring my ass up. His huge tongue was up my hole doing circles and all sort of games with my hole lips. I was in heaven. Being rimmed it’s a huge deal for me. Oh man, he was good doing that, when a man is craving hole u can sense it and feel it. His hands were firmly grabbing my cheeks open letting his face be buried inside them. He stood up and away looking at my ass. He started poking my hole with his huge cock. Fuck he’s there now, I thought. “I’m not on prep, I’m not on prep” kept repeating myself, As if it was of any help in that moment. He pushed me completely on my stomach, he opened my thighs wide apart with his massive quadriceps and all his weigh was on my body looking for my hole with his cock. I couldn’t really move or do anything. He’s at least double my size. He tried few times up and down my hole looking for the perfect angle to shoot his thrust. He finally found it and god I felt used. I’m laying here completely helpless with my thighs wide apart and a massive man double my size entering my body through my raw hole. I shouldn’t allow this. But I need it. I need to feel owned, I’m just a hole after all. Well nevertheless to say, I’ve let him. I couldn’t say no anymore, he was big and thrusting in me deeply. How could I stop him?

We are voting for a democratic country or a dictatorship devoted to constant chaos. I don’t think skin color matters in a choice this extreme.

At times I've had to get pretty creative. A few things I've done.... once I used several big candles melted down and carved into a plug. Bubble wrap in a magnum condom. A few tennis balls in a sock with a condom. Of course plastic bottles and all sorts of veggies.

I woke to sunlight streaming through the curtains. I was alone in the bed. I rolled onto my back and stretched wide, euphoric from the attentions the night before. Reaching for my , I checked the time. It was 11am. My phone had a message from a friend and only social media notifications otherwise. I replied to my friend, omitting my night time adventures and telling her I'd meet her the next day. I got out of the stranger's bed and started up the hallway. I could smell bacon. I walked past the bathroom and to the door opposite my entry to the apartment. I don't know why I didn't stop to dress, ignoring my clothes still in a heap by the front door. As I walked through the open doorway, I saw an open plan living room and kitchen with the man I'd met stood at the far end, over a stove. Two plates were on the counter next to him filled with everything constituting a "full English." "Morning," I said into the room. He jumped, startled by my announcement. "Shit!" He cried, almost spilling the pan he held. "You're like a ninja! I didn't hear you at all." "Sorry," I said, noticing that he was dressed in shorts and a t-shirt. "I didn't mean to scare you. Should I get dressed?" I asked. "No, I like you like that. Besides, you don't have time. Breakfast is served." I stood still while he fished fried eggs out of the pan, dabbed them dry on kitchen paper and moved them to the plates to his side. "Sit," he said, waving his hand at me. I turned, seeing a small table with two chairs under a window. I walked to the table and sat in one of the leather covered chairs. Part of me was relieved that the chairs were leather. I was worried my slick cheeks would stain a cloth covered chair, or that my hole would leak on them with the same result. "You don't have to eat it all," I was told. "I can save it for another meal." The plate put on the table in front of me was heaped with food. I was hungry and so I dived right in. We ate in silence, enjoying the meal. I was beginning to realise I liked the man across the small table from me. I had to be careful, cautioning myself not to dive in head first. "I love a boy with an appetite," he told me, as I finished eating. I'd only left bacon and beans. "Thank you. I'm stuffed," I said. "Sorry that I couldn't finish it all." "You're very welcome, boy. Don't worry, I'll eat the left overs," he replied. He grabbed our plates and moved them to the kitchen counters, before moving back to me at the table. "Come sit on the couch with me," he said, pulling at my hand. I followed him across the room and sat next to him on a handsome couch. Picking up a TV remote, he pressed a couple of buttons and lit up the screen opposite us. We bot sat in silence, watching the mid-morning programs for a while. I shivered, starting to feel the cold. "Oh no," he said. "I'm sorry, boy. I didn't realise you'd get so chilly. Come here," leaning to me and grabbing me. He pulled me over with little effort, to sit in his lap. I snuggled into his chest as he wrapped his legs around mine. I could feel my dick beginning to stiffen, but I tried to ignore it. "You like sitting on my dick, boy?" He whispered into my ear. "You turn me on, Sir. I'm sorry," I apologised. "I didn't mean to get aroused." "Don't be sorry. I like it." He told me. "Touch yourself. Show me how I turn you on." I obeyed. I grabbed my dick and pumped it slowly. I moved my right hand to my nipple to pinch and twist it. From no where a bottle touched my nose, so I inhaled through one nostril and then the next. "Good boy," I was told. I leaned my head back, hoping for a kiss. "Stop." I did. "Off the couch. On your knees." I stopped and slid off the couch, spinning onto my knees. Looking up to his face, he was grinning at me. "Take off my shorts for me," he commanded. I reached forward and grabbed the waistband of his shorts. There was nothing else to hold, so I pulled down and over his knees, leaving him naked below the waist. The man in front of me had lifted the hem of the t-shirt he was wearing and pulled it up and over his head, discarding it behind me. In the daylight, I saw how beautiful he really was. Muscled but not lean and hairy from head to toe. 'Muscle bear' in every sense of the term. I finally noticed a small tattoo just under his belly button. A biohazard in black ink. "You have a biohazard?" I asked. "Yeah, boy. Didn't you see it last night?" He answered, cocky. "It was too dark. And it's covered by your hair." He chuckled. "Yeah, that's by design. Do you like it?" "Yes, Sir. I wish I'd known," I said. I moved my face towards it, kissing and licking at the mark, I spat on it and sucked at the warning. "Enough. Work my cock," he ordered. I moved down, working his thick dick instead. His hands were already on the back of my head before I was halfway down. I tried to move slowly, as to not upset the meal he'd just made me, but I was forced to work faster. I eventually put my hands on his inner thighs. "Stop. I can't!" I shouted. "I'll be sick." "Aw, boy. I'm sorry. You should have said. Get up. On the couch. Ass out." I followed his instructions. I got up wiping the spit off my mouth and chin on the way, smearing it onto my hole as I moved. I placed my knees on the front of the couch, facing the back and resting my elbows there. Again, a bottle of poppers was produced and placed under my nose. I took deep breaths, two from each nostril before I felt a thick dick at my hole again. "You're still up for this, boy? Another toxic load?" He asked me. "Yes, sir. I'm a chaser. Fuck me up." I told him. I realised that I wished I knew his name, as he pushed inside my loose hole. I moaned as his balls reached my taint. I loved his dick, I wanted it balls deep every time. "Fuck me," I begged. "Mmm. You like this dick, don't you?" He taunted. "You want this thick cock inside you, boy. Say it." "I want your thick, toxic cock inside me, Sir. I want you." I said. "Fuck yes, boy. Dirty little chaser." He started to fuck me in earnest. Similar to last night's energy, but mostly in silence. I decided to take the reigns and asked him, "How did you get pozzed, Sir? Tell me about your chase." "Oh fuck, you really are nasty." He said. I felt his hands slide around my throat and start to gently choke me when he spoke again, thrusting the whole time. "I'm mostly top, boy. I like being in charge, but I realised I could be more controlling. I knew I needed to get pozzed, so I could poz the boys I wanted. Boys like you. I can control bug chasers, if I can bug you up. "I found myself a gifter and asked him to fuck me. I got him over and asked him to poz me. Simple as that, boy. Same as you're doing now. It took a few months but he got me, boy. My tests showed up poz a couple months ago. Six times. I took six loads of his dirty poz cum, boy. Six toxic loads over 3 months," he explained. "So fucking hot, Sir. I want your strain. Make me your boy," I begged. "You fucking bet, boy," he said. My gifter leaned in as he spoke, thrusting harder and quicker. I knew he was about to cum, so I reached my hands back and pulled the back of his thighs. "Cum inside me again, Sir. Poz me. Share your gift, Sir. Please? Please?" I begged again. "It's fucking yours, boy. Unh, Uhh." With two last pumps, he lay forward and on top of me. "You're gonna get it, boy. I'm not gona fuck anyone else until I know I've infected you. I want you as my first." He said. I didn't move, my dick still hard and leaking. "Fuck yes, Sir. My hole is yours. I want you to poz me. My cunt's all yours, Sir," I promised. "Good lad. Now clean me up, then get dressed. I've got stuff to do."

We were just on vacation in Orlando at a well known character’s resort. This particular resort location had an outside pool that I decided to take advantage of since the weather was nice. After my swim, I checked out the fitness center near by. I had noticed it was not heavily frequented, but did have a nice locker room and showers attached. There was even a “private” shower attached to a “private” steam area. I hit up an app (while sitting in the steam area) and saw a fella about 200 feet away. He messaged me almost immediately and sent pics indicating he was looking to top. He was 6’3” and thick with a nice looking cock. I said I was free and told him where I was. He worked there! I had left the stall door unlocked, not knowing what to expect, but happy I had brought a small tube of lube and poppers with me. Not 3 minutes later I heard the door to the locker room open, and he then entered the stall. I was completely naked sitting on a bench with just a towel between my legs (in case unsuspecting, conservative dads walked in). He was wearing khaki shorts and the company’s uniform shirt. He was handsome, but you could tell he was a DL guy who was only looking to use a slut like me to dump his load. He paused for a moment when he first saw me, and then immediately unzipped his pants when I shifted my towel to expose my hardening cock. He walked right over to me, and I got to my knees to slide his meat into my mouth. He moaned the first moment my lips wrapped around his shaft and my tongue licked his piss slit. I handed him my poppers hoping it would loosen him up, and after a couple of deep hits, it worked. His hands were on my head gently forcing his cock in my mouth as it quickly stiffened to a full 7” length. And thick. His shirt quickly came off as he slid his shorts all the way down, freeing his beautiful brown nipples. His dad bod was sweating in the steam (I had also turned on the shower before he showed up, to “drown” out any noise we made), and I was flying from the poppers and the moisture on his skin as I rubbed my hands all over his body. He was rubbing my sweaty back as I positioned myself on hands and knees on the bench, and he had one leg up allowing me access to his cock. I was slurping and sucking up a storm as his hands went right to my ass. After a couple slaps (possibly to test my reaction), my moans and deepthroating of his cock was the sign that he took to feel for my hole and start sliding a finger in. As he slid in one, I reached back and one-handedly spread my cheeks for him, and he used sweat to lube his fingers and prove my hole. I was enjoying the musk of his man scent, and teasing his asshole with my other hand, when he pulled out of my mouth and positioned himself behind me. I spread myself again, resulting my head on the bench, and he forcefully entered me. This was not romantic. I was a hole. He had probably done this 100 times before at work. But I was happy to oblige. His cock was lubed with spit, and entered me clumsily and quickly. I winced in pain, and remembered the lube. I pulled him out of me, and had him lube up, while I inhaled poppers. This time was much smoother, and he slowly and slickly entered my hungry hole. First, all the way to his large balls, slowly withdrew, and then slammed back in me to the hilt. The pain was gone. All that remained was the silky movement drenching my hole in pleasure. He didn’t last long, just a minute or two, before he sped up fucking me faster. He started inhaling hard and fast and then grunted, as he buried his cock in my again. My ass felt even warmer in all that heat, and he started to pant as his body shuddered. He withdrew, and the feeling of a thick cock “plopping” out of you, replaced with the cooler air blowing into your well worked pussy is one that always turns me on. I spun around to clean off his cock and drink that cum, but he pushed me away and was already getting his shorts back up. He never said a word, and barely made eye contact as he spun to unlock the door and leave. As soon as he opened it and stepped out, he stopped dead in his tracks, and then continued to go. I only know why he stopped, because the next gent entered into the stall, and immediately dropped his towel! TBC…

Chapter 4 I had googled the Tattoo parlour, and was about to walk in. I had thought about having a tattoo for ages but hadn’t had the courage to go through with it. But something here was propelling me on. All I could think of was doing as I was told to get more of Brad’s cock. In fact all I could think of was Brad’s cock! I pushed the door open before I could change my mind. A guy stood in front of me. ‘Hi is Carl here?’ I asked. ‘You’re speaking to him ‘ the guy replied. ‘Ah , um erm my friend has recommended that I come to see you’ I said, a little nervously. ‘I see, would that be Brad?’ Carl asked . ‘Er yes’ .. ‘OK he sends a few newbies here from time to time, they always come back for more once they’ve broken the ice so to speak’ he said. ‘I’m fully booked today but Lara can do you if you want. She’s especially good with newbies. We wouldn’t want you backing out would we?’ ‘Er no’ I mumbled , as Lara smiled and waved me through to the back. She had dark hair, and two sleeve tattoos, it looked kind of sexy on her. ‘Right, you’re one of Brad’s are you?’ She asked. I wondered how many Brad sent. ‘We call him The Teacher , he turns guys, converts them , making them totally into cock when he’s finished with them’ she said nonchalantly. It was kind of hot her talking like this. ‘Take your t shirt off’ she ordered. ‘ I know just what guys like you need, trust me you will like it’ she added. I sat in the chair and she cleaned my nipple. I hadn’t expected this. She kept talking so I couldn’t interrupt to ask wht she was doing. ‘So I’m guessing you have a girlfriend? ‘ Er yes’ ‘ and she doesn’t know you like cock as well, or is this new?’ ‘It’s new’ I replied as I winced as a needle went through my nipple. ‘ Close your eyes a moment’ she ordered. ‘I’ll say when to open them. She started on my other nipple and I winced again as I felt the needle again. I just shut my eyes as she carried on talking. ‘So you’ve met Brad, and I’m guessing that you’ve sucked his cock and that he’s probably fucked you? Am I right? ‘ ‘Er yes’ I mumbled ‘And you liked it? ‘ I nodded. ‘Can’t blame you, I love cock and cum, but I’m a girl, I should do. You’re a guy. Which makes you gay in my book. Are you gay? ‘ ‘Er no, I think I’m bi, I still like girls’ ‘ok, you can fool yourself. All Brad’s pupils do. And they all convert into full time homo’s pretty quickly’ she said matter of factly. ‘There’ she said. ‘Open your eyes. ‘ I looked down and saw two nipple rings in my nipples. They looked kind of good but I worried they were a bit obviously gay. What would my girlfriend say.? ‘Just so you know, you can’t take them out, I’ve soldered the ends. Embrace that. I’ll now give you a small tattoo. It is this snake here.’ She showed me a picture of a snake with an open mouth , showing fangs. That looked a bit more masculine. ‘Turn ‘ she said. It is going on your hip so you can hide it if needs be. She set to work. A while later she was finished. The snake looked good, but it was super imposed over an apple , ‘That is the snake and the forbidden fruit - in your case cock’ Lara said. I’ve left the apple uncoloured, for a reason. Guys of Brad’s come back and ask for it to be coloured with ‘Pride’ rainbow colours when they accept their destiny’ she said ‘well I don’t think I’ll be having that ‘I said. ‘We’ll see… ‘ Lara smirked. Just come back to me when you want more’ I left and my phone pinged. ‘Good boy’ it was Brad. He gave me directions to a shop down a side street. ‘You need to train that ass of yours. This shop is discreet. You will buy a butt plug and some lube. Hide it at home, and use it. Train your ass. I felt as though I was losing control of myself, but did as I was told. My girlfriend was still away for three more days so I could use it and get rid of it before she returned. I could give the excuse of my tattoo and piercings as something I did on a whim, but I needed that butt plug. I was getting hard at the thought of that. I hadn’t yet realised I wasn’t getting hard at the thought of my girlfriend. where was this journey taking me? I bought the butt plug Brad recommended and sone lube, to the obvious amusement of the girl serving. ‘Didn’t have you down as a fag when you walked in’ she said ‘ but I guess it takes all sorts’ I mumbled something and left as quickly as I could. The truth was I wanted to get home and use it. I wanted to feel it sliding in my ass. ‘I’ll meet you tomorrow, same place , 8pm. Good boy!’ The text came in from Brad. I had pleased him and it felt good. I wondered what the next lesson would be. to be continued…….

Uffff amazing story

Don't look up.

For most of us it requires only one good trainer to turn us into a slut. I could never thank mine enough.

I met this really hot black top through a friend before. I went to meet my friend at his loft and when I got there the party was wrapping up so I left with my friend shortly. But the impression of black boy's cock on my mind lasted a long time. Out of blue, I get a call from an unidentified number. Normally I wouldn't have picked it up but for some reason, I picked it up. To my surprise it was this black man. He introduced himself as Malik. He told me that he thought I was cute when he saw me last time and wanted to know if I would be interested in playing with him. I nearly jumped with glee. When I got to his loft, he told me to come in and get undressed. Then he gave me the hit from the pipe as he led me into his bedroom. In his bedroom, he had couple of his friends hanging out all naked. They were all very well hung although semi-hard. One white man and two black men. As we got on the bed and started to touch each others' body, I stated to feel aroused and from the feel of their hard cock pressing onto my body, I could tell they were getting hotter too. Then Malik asked me if I ever got slammed before and I told him no. He started to whisper into my ears how he would take a good care of you if I took a slam that night. He kept on sweet talking into my ears until I told him I would do the slam with him. His white friend said he's a nurse so I don't have to worry about the needle injection. Malik started to kiss me and make out with me while holding my arm down and put so his friend could tie a rubber band around and inject me with the slam. He continue to talk and kiss me with our bodies totally rubbing agaiinst each others. Few minutes after the slam, I started to feel so hot under his body. Everytime Malik touched me or talked to me, I got so turned on that I started to moan. Malik lifted my butt off and gradually guided me down on to his cock til his balls were touching my ass. I was in heaven and kept on moaning with pleasure. His friends came over and started to face fuck my throat and I was loving it. The harder they pounded into my face, the better I was feeling. They fucked my face so hard that my nose started to bleed. They stopped and asked me if I was okay and I said I am loving everything so please don't stop. These two kept on slapping their cocks on me and face fucking me while Malik's cock was deeply rooted in me. After half an hour or so, Malik just held me down and turned me around to be on my knees and started to piss inside me. It was feeling really really hot all the way in my stomach but it was getting me really really high as well. After he pissed for what seemed like hours, he kissed me all over and told me I was so good to him and he loved me etc. I was in heaven. Then he started to fuck me faster and faster til he was going in and out of me so hard and so deep that I couldn't even breath. His buddies were looking him fucking me like an animal and helped Malik to move me around and hold my body in position to be fucked deep and hard by Malik. Malik's piss was flowing out of my ass as he fucking half-raped my ass. Then he went balls deep into my hole again and lifted me up with his fiend's help. Carried me down to the basement where he had set up a whole dungeon. There was a slim white twink boy in the middle of the room with a blind fold and when he heard our steps, he started to beg for their cocks. Malik and his friends put me on the sling. I was rolling high and I looked up to the ceiling mirror as my body was bound and suspended in the air waiting for more cocks. Malik fucked me first on the sling. It was so hot that my body was moving at its own pace as Malik fucked into me. Malik's big huge hard cock felt so good in my ass. And when I looked up I could see his black cock stretching my lighter skin as his cock pulled in and out of me. His friends must have been taking care of the other twinky boy cuz I heard alot of moan and dirty talk and slapping noise. But all these didn't matter as all I was thinking about the cock that's fucking me so hard and deep that it was about to rip me in half. Malik startted to talk dirty to me and slapped me around and for some reason, I was getting hard whenever he gave me pain. I was turning into a true slut that truly loved being used and abused. When Malik pulled his cock out of me, I felt so empty so I begged him to fuck me more. Then I was asnwered by other men who just folllowed Malik's example and used my hole for cock fucking while he gave a bit of abuse. I felt the pain all over and didn't think I could take it any more.... then Malik came by my side and whispered before he started to kiss me again. I felt so good again. His friends didn't slow down their fucking or punishment. Even Malik layed few slapps on my body. But when Malik was around, my body loved even the pain he caused me. Throughout the night, this white twink bottom and me got fucked by almost 15 men. Their cum, piss and sweat coated our bodies from head to toe.. and deep inside. When we were done and washed up and got dressed in our jocks, collar and boots, I found out it was more than 24 hrs. later from my first slam. I have been fucked and hurt by men for more than 24 hrs. It made me feel like such a whore. Then when Malik came next to me and told me to come with him, I forgot all about the guilt. In the bathroom, Malik made me drink his piss and started to fuck me all over the place, on the sink, over the tub, and onto the tiled floor, etc. When we came out of the bathroom, the white boy was getting fucked by two men in front of a big screen TV that was playing the tape of me taking some serious cocks and pains from the tops while Malik stayed around me and helped them. Malik looked at me and told me that this was going to be the hottest porn he will ever have. I was flattered by it. Then few seconds later, I thought about Malik's cock and started to get horny again. My mouth statted to water and my ass started to twitch. I whispered to Malik that I need him again. He laughed and came over to me with his hard on. Malik then started the second half of my slamming fuck until the next morning. By the time I left Malik's apt, my body was sore but my ass still wanted more .

Part 12 I think it might have been finally hitting him what he's been exposed to through this new found freedom and desire for cock as cum. He wasn’t going to ask or say a word to Steven. The second he sit the door to the car I saw the strange look on his face. Played dumb asking, “What was this all about?” Tyson told me, “Steven says he owns my ass and of I don’t want the video getting out and everyone finding out that I’m a Tina whore who takes it up the ass I’m to do as he tell me without question.” Ty went on to explain, “He told me that last night was only the start to my writing for him and that he had some work lined up for me. Steven told me he knew I’d never be able to deny the need in me for cock and cum along with my addiction to Tina.” Ty sat there in silence as we drove back home when he suddenly asked me, “Why didn’t he try to blackmail you?” I took a could deep breaths while I formulated a answer before responding, “He probably knows that j doing care who knows I’m gay or that I like to party-n-play. He really does have any leverage on me. He must have done sound research on you to know that being an athlete puts you I a compromising position.” The idea of how I you a straight laced, innocent, jock boy and turned him into a cock craving, cum hungry, Tina addicted, whore had me eager to get Tyson’s high ass home so I could breed his (soon to be poz) ass. He sat there without saying a word for most of the ride home before asking me, “Did you give me HIV? I vaguely remember Steven talking about knocking my neg ass opp with his poz babies yesterday, and last night I kept hearing it mentioned about pozzing the neg ass.” I knew eventually my brother was going to ask me this question. I already had an answer with a couple questions for him. I simply says to him, “Fist of all, I am in meds (I lied, I stopped taking my here to elevate my viral load) so according yup the CDC, the risk of my giving you HIV or very, very low. Second, you never asked about condoms or asked anyone who you had sex with what their status was. Third, you practically begged for someone to put their cock inside your hungry ass and then begged the guy fucking you to breed your ass. Finally you never asked anyone for a condom or to fuck safely. All things considered, you seemed to be aware of your actions.” We had pulled into the driveway when I looked over at Tyson who looked like he was deep in thought on what I had just said to him as he got out of the car as went inside. I followed him in and once we were in the house Tyson turned and looked at me, which was the first time he had looked me I the eye summed he met with Steven, and said “Fuck and breed me! I cannot imagine ever getting fucked any other way than bareback. I guess it doesn’t really matter anymore about using a condom so fuck me and to my ass with your sperm. I kissed him deep as our tongues darted until each other’s mouths. We headed directly to his bedroom where we made out some more before I said to him, “I’m going top fix up a slam for myself so I can join you I your high.” Tyson asked, “Her bro, will you show me how to make up and administer a slam?” Tyson had come a long way in a short time as I sped him how to prepare and administer a slam. He copied what I was preparing for myself and prepared his own slam. This was no where near as big as the one Steven had given him, but it was a significant size. He tied off his own arm and hit his vein as instructed, register the flash of red and slowly injected the contents. When be released the tourniquet he coughed out hard before stripping away his clothes while I administered my own slam and joined him naked. He quickly took my cock in his mouth and sucked me hard. Steven was correct that Ty’s oral skills were very good as he easily took my 8” down to the root as I sucked his limp Tina dick which still caused him to moan in pleasure. I then moved in to eat his hungry hole which still had sure remnants of Steven’s cum inside. This caused my little brother to moan louder as he tried to keep sucking my hard as steel cock was ready to fuck & breed his cum soaked, hungry ass. We moved around so that Tyson was in his back and I got between his legs and quickly plunged all 8” deep into his ass in one thrust. He moaned and pushed his ass to meet my penetration taking my entire length. I quickly set any fucking him hard which elicited moans and grunts from deep within him with each thrust. When he finally spoke he had no reservations about his actions, “Fuck me hard. Breed me. Give me your load.” I fucked him for a nearly an hour before I finally unloaded inside his ass. After I had cum inside Tyson, we laid there in his bed for 5 minutes (or so) when my little brother dove down on my spent dick and sucked me hard again. I pumped another 2 loads into him when his cell phone went off. He received a text from Steven giving him instructions to be at the Hilton hotel downtown, room 617 at 9 pm. He had his first client. Dear Readers, This will be the last part of this story. I plan to continue Tyson's experiences as one of Steven’s whores on his own story. Look for ‘Straight Jock to Tina Whore’ coming soon.

Part 2; I knelt in between his legs, spreading them, and jabbed in his toothbrush. Brushing vigorously as I would my own teeth. I could tell it was really hurting him as he yelped and winced, but he seemed a real natural at pushing through the pain barrier. I took out the brush, and it was covered in blood. This nasty pigs depravity needed a lesson, and with that thought I stuck my Dick in. Fuck, I LOVE that wet and warm feeling of flesh to flesh! I fucked him doggy for several minutes, withdrawing for a rest. My Dick was covered in his cunt blood. 'Lick that up'. 'Yes Sir. Sorry for being such a messy piggy' He licked his blood from my Dick as he looked up at me with his subservient 'I am worthless, do what you want with me' expression. 'Get on your back'. He was clearly naturally submissive as he was immediately on his back, and holding his legs in the air by his feet. I put the tip of my toxic Dick at the entrance to his cunt, and leaned over his torso with mine, our faces meeting, my Dick sliding in as far it would go. I commenced fucking him, slowly, yet deep, our eyes locked together as we bred. 'You absolutely sure you want infecting?' 'Yes Sir. I stand by everything I have already said. It is what I need, what I deserve. I decided this a few years ago. And now I am completely ready to be violated'. 'You twisted sick fuck' ...I spat in his face! This caused him to open his mouth wide, keeping it open, and hyperventilate with lust. I repeatedly spat in his gob. All of this suddenly made my Dick pulsate. He felt this and began milking my Dick. I felt myself getting close... 'Right, you fucking asked for it you nasty whore' 'YES Sir, fucking breed my neg cunt with your Poz cum'. That was it, his last chance gone, and with a few strokes I started spewing my poison inside his nasty cunt, holding still as my Dick unleashed toxic cum with each orgasmic twitch of my shaft, continuing to spit in his mouth. I slowly grinded my shaft for a few more minutes, probably pushing what he was after even deeper. 'Thank you Sir, very very much'. I pulled out, upon where he handed me his toothbrush... 'Brush hard inside my nasty cunt again please, Sir' The Nasty pig!