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Part 1 I was surfing BBRTS came upon a profile 53 White 6' 2'' 220-229 Lbs easy + sleazy Nice guy with a dark side looking for pervy playmates. POZ, detectable, not currently on meds. Anon quickies are awesome. True versatility is key for longer sessions. My cock got instantly hard as I had fantasies about pozzing for awhile. One of my fantasies was to watch a poz guy breed a neg ass. So I thought I would chat with him and see if he would be willing to allow me to watch him breed someone. So I emailed him: Subject: How Pervy? What are you kinks? And he responded Let's see...I like anonymous sex, public sex, gloryholes, bathhouses, love guys who cheat and get off on cheating, introducing guys to new things, love being poz and sharing it with guys who want it, and some other things. Not into scat, pets, tots, women. What about you? I responded One of my kinks is I want to see someone pozzed. Him: You should come over sometime. You're very close. (We showed as less than a mile away from each other.) Along with the message he sent me a picture of his cock. It was a nicely curved 7 1/2 cock with his balls shaved and wrapped with a red ball stretcher. (instantly my cock got hard and my mouth salivated as i thought of his cock inside of me.) Me: If I came over it would be me watching myself get pozzed with a cock like that. It would be so hard to resist! Him: That sounds like a good show to me! Me: I want to watch someone get pozzed and not get pozzed myself. Him : Ok, we do not have to fuck to have fun. So tell me some of your kinks. Me: Some of the other kinks you have are the same for me.. Outdoor sex, anom sex I have a semi secluded back yard and pool.. had a bit of fun with it. Him: Tell me what you have done in your backyard. Me: One of my kinks Love to give bjs in the pool. I have given many a blowjobs in the pool and I have even been fucked in the pool too. I love to have a guy sit on the edge of the pool as I hang in the water sucking on their cock. Him: So hot! I would love to get a blowjob like that. Would be fun to join you in your secluded space sometime. Love being outdoors. For a couple days we did not talk but the weather started to get warmer and I got abit hornier. I found myself looking at his cock pic over and over wondering how it would taste in my mouth. Knowing that it is safe to swallow POZ cum I decided to reach out to him to invite him over for some “pool time.”

The next time I found the same guard and the prisoner at the smoking area it was the next night, and it was after midnight. Even thought there was little chance of anyone coming around the guard waisted no time. He handcuffed the prisoner to the garbage bin where he had a free and unobstructed view of what the guard was about to do to me. “Drop those shorts and bend over here.” I didn’t ask any questions. I quickly did as instructed. The guards short, trimmed beard was scratching my ass cheeks as his tongue fucked my hole. Liberal amounts of spit were added and pushed in with his expert tongue action. Soon he stood and his raw thick short cock was lined up with my hole. I was tempted to mention a condom, but he was already inside me, and it felt amazing. “Yeah, raw fuck the nerd!” the prisoner goaded. The more he pistoned inside me the more I enjoyed it, and the more I was happy we were doing this raw. He pulled out and I turned to see him remove his shirt and drop his uniform pants and underwear to his ankles. He was a fine specimen of a 5’ 8’’ bear cub. I loved his hairy body especially when he was quickly back inside me and his hairy torso rubbed against my back. Freed of his clothes his pace picked up. I began to feel his sweat dripping onto my back and his breathing became ragged. He asked; “Fuck man, where do you want my load?” “Inside, breed me.” I was surprised to hear my response. “You better be on Prep!” he chocked out. “I’m not.” I confessed “Neither am I and I’ve taken a dozen toxic loads from this scorpion cocked prisoner over the last few weeks.” “If this guard breeds you, I breed you next!” the prisoner asserted. My brain was in panic mode. I couldn’t get any words out. “Fuck, Fuck, fuck take my load you fuckin nerd bitch. Yeah, breeding your unprotected ass. Fuuccckkkkk, feels amazing!” The prisoner had managed to all but slip out of his orange jump suite. It was bunched up by his cuffed wrist. His scorpion tattooed erection stood straight out from his tall lanky naked heavily tattooed body. “OK nerd, you heard the deal. You took the guards load, come here and get mine.” I don’t know what possessed me, but I stripped out of all my clothes and backed my cummy ass onto the prisoner’s scorpion cock. I bent over and took the guards slimy cock into my mouth to clean it off. The prisoner wasted no time in pounding me hard. All I could think in astonishment was I am loving getting fucked by this hard core rough and tumble prisoner. He’s going to breed my vulnerable ass with his toxic poison, and I’ve unknowingly been waiting my entire life for this moment. Soon he was panting; “Beg for it nerd slut, tell us what you need.” “Knock me up! Breed me. Cum in my ass … oh fuck yeah …. Just like that … oh fuck …. I need every drop.” He kept pounding the load in deep. When he finally pulled out, he reached in my ass and scratched me quite severely with his long finger nail. “Let’s make sure that takes.” I couldn’t wait for the next midnight to roll around. They were by the garbage bin smoking with a second tall handsome guard. The first guard stripped completely and leaned against to garbage bin. As the new guard ate out his co-workers ass I stripped naked. My cock was soon engulfed and covered with spit before being lined up with the bear cub’s hairy ass. My raw cock in his hot hole felt amazing. The second guard was soon eating out and tongue fucking my ass, so I held off starting the fuck. Soon the guard behind me stood and his mammoth erection was penetrating my vulnerable ass. I would later learn his was a full ten inches massive Cuban cigar thickness. The train fuck was now on. The harder the guard behind gave it to me, the harder the guard I was fucking got it. The Prisoner cursed and swore and cheered us all on. I was the first to blast inside the bear cub. My ass contractions brought the guard in me over the edge and my ass was being flooded. When he collected his breath and pulled out, I knew the drill. The prisoner had been handcuffed totally naked, so I was free to back onto his scorpion tattooed meat. I bent and the Cuban cigar dick was down my throat. When I had it clean, I noticed the high-quality biohazard tattoo on his left pelvis just above his immaculately trimmed pubic hair. Possibly my third toxic breeding, definitely my second. It never seemed to take him long for the prisoner to shoot his poison into my eager ass. Possibly four, definitely three. I felt I was now committed to my fate. Over the next few nights three more prison guards would pump their luscious man juices into my ass. Three hospital security guards had seen what was happening behind the garbage bin and pulled me into their supply closets to claim their fair share of my ass. I didn’t protest! By the time I was released from the hospital I had knowingly taken 10 highly toxic loads. My first morning back home the fuck flu hit like a ‘tanker’. I ended up back in hospital with dehydration. I don’t know why I confessed the entire story to my cute young social worker. I guess I got a perverse delight out of shocking him. He tried to play it cool, but it was obvious he was afraid I might try to sue the prison or the hospital. All I wanted was for the prisoner to get early parole. I had no idea what he was ‘in’ for, I didn’t care. I just hoped our paths would cross when he got out. I was ecstatic that such a rough and tumble bad boy had been the one to knock me up.

It seems I’ve always been attracted to rough and wild men. It’s like the attraction between two magnets. I know if I were to take time to turn them around and really get to know them, I’d probably feel repulse and they’d certainly be repulsed by my ‘good boy’ persona. Just at first sight I can’t help myself. My erotic imagination goes into overdrive. As a kid I was adamantly opposed to smoking, but the Marlboro man on the cigarette adds was the hero of what I wanted to look like when I grew up. At a church teen retreat I met a ruggedly handsome, foul mouthed, teen who my heart melted for. I couldn’t get enough time with him. He had a tortured streak deep inside that sucked my desire in even deeper. He was his schools drug dealer, and even sold to his little brother. I couldn’t find it within myself to judge him. Nothing came of that silly teen romance, but I remember it as one of the formative experiences of my life. For the most part as a non-drinker I was never really that comfortable in gay bars, but I found myself going regularly to a seedy hotel that had a male stripper night. I was so jealous of the strippers’ gorgeous bodies and their confidence to take it all off in front of a crowd. And in Vancouver they took it all off, full frontal views of their usually huge, gorgeous erections. There was one man that was always there in the audience. Usually with a woman or two. He always seemed half drunk in that happy smiley loose limbed kind of way. He had that classic rugged handsomeness that always pulled me in. And the charismatic presence that I couldn’t help but feel jealous over. I found myself worshiping him from a distance. Even though he was with women I frequently saw him slip out for a smoke or slide into the bathroom with a guy or three. There was no doubt in my mind what was happening in those bathroom forays. On my fifth night seeing him I still couldn’t even muster the courage to say hi. Imagine my surprise when he crossed the crowed room and came directly to me. Without a word he grabbed me by the collar and towed me across the room almost pulling my shirt off. As we approached the bathroom he hissed at me; “I’m gonna breed your nerdy ass.” Before opening the door, he opened his shirt and there on his beautiful right chest was a biohazard tattoo. He barked, “Don’t look so shocked, I know ‘goodie two shoes boys’ like you really want my toxic sperm.” When the bathroom door opened out came a tall handsome tanned blond-haired Dane. Clearly, they were friends from way back from the passionate kiss that ensued. I was summarily pushed aside and as the two turned to go into the bathroom he asked me to ‘take care’ of his women friend until he got back. He read the look of disappointment on my face and said, “You know the rules, you know how it works, buy her a drink.” After he left, I considered trying to figure out these strange rules, but in the end I just walked away feeling dejected and used. I would see him every stripper night after that. I’d still feel attracted to his rugged handsome aura, but I managed to stay away. As magnetic as my attraction to him was, as much as I knew I wanted to ride his raw cock in a bathroom stall, I just wasn’t sure I wanted his ‘special sperm.’ And I was totally confused that I was even giving it any thought. Recently I was in hospital for a few weeks. I was headed outside to get some fresh air. This took me passed ‘Admitting’. There at the wicket were two prison security guards checking in a prisoner dressed in a bright orange jump suite and cheap runners. The sleaves were rolled up so I could see crude tattoos on his arms, hands and fingers. The same quality of bad tattoos also emerged up the side of his neck and behind his ear. He had a seven-day scraggly beard and although his hair was clean it was long and raged, His face was on the handsome side with a decidedly strong jaw. I altered my course to be sure to get a look at the front of him. I was not disappointed, as I expected, the front buttons of the jumper suite were open halfway to his navel, gaping and exposing his sinewy lightly haired chest. And you guessed it, two crude dagger tattoos came down pointing toward each other on his pecs. I went on about my day, but these images of him kept creeping back into my mind. I was enjoying the freedom to move about after a week and a half confined to bedrest. I was gone from my private room for a couple hours. When I returned, I was informed someone else needed that room more than me and they were ready to move me to a ward. I fully expected this would happen eventually with my lack of private insurance. Curiosity got the better of me and later that night I roamed past my previous private room. Sure enough, guarding the door were two prison guards. Sneaking a glimpse inside I could see the ruggedly handsome prisoner shackled to the bed. He was now shirtless, I presumed even naked under the light sheet, and watching TV. He caught me staring and returned a glare. I suspect he meant for this to scare me away, but it was like the power of the magnetic attraction was turned to electric. You know, those magnets they use in wrecking yards to pick up vehicles they are lifting into the crushing machines. I would find myself wandering by his room for glimpses four and five times a day. Then I met him being led down the hall. One of the guard’s was speaking. “Ten minutes of fresh air, and you can have a smoke, but that’s it. Any funny business and even this privilege will be whipped from you. Do you understand?” He grunted the affirmative. Excursions through the smoking area were added to my escapes from the monotony of my room. Many times, I found him there sullenly sucking away on his fag, looking dejected by one and all, especially his board and hostile looking guards. Then one evening after dark I noticed a guard smoking with him. They were actually talking, joking and laughing. The guard held out his pack to me and offered for me to join them. I demurred; “Sorry I don’t smoke those things.” Grabbing his own crotch the prisoner laughed blurting; “Maybe not those, but you would this.” The guard also laughed good naturedly and my gaydar went off for both of them. We chatted casually for a bit until the guard spoke up; “Sorry guys, but I’ve got to bring this smoke break to a close. My partner will begin to wonder. If you can suck him off real fast behind that garbage bin I’ll keep watch. Then I’ve got to get him back.” The prisoner pulled me behind the bin and pushed me to my knees. His slender seven-inch cock was down my throat in a flash. I sucked for all I was worth as his hands manipulated my head to give me the face fuck of my life. With no warning he was soon blasting, painting my tonsils with his cum. Eight powerful spasms and I swallowed every one. It was only when he pulled out of my mouth that I noticed even his dick was tattooed. It was crude and also just in black, but it was definitely a stinging scorpion.

PIG is one of the best sex parties I have been to- it’s huge, caters to every fetish, and the venue is amazing (it’s an old mint, as in a factory that makes notes/coins, etc). I’m planning to go to Horsefair (Fickstutenmarkt) that night too, but that’s earlier and tend to fizzle out at about the time that PIG starts. It’s at the KitKat club, so a fairly easy walk to PIG afterwards.

Never pull out to shoot.

I just recently took a two-week work trip / vacation. I have been with a dominant man for quite a while now that uses me on a regular basis. It's common on the weekends for two or four of his buddies we also. He told me since I was going to be gone for so long that I need to make it up for him by doing task for him while I was gone. First of which was to suck off at least 10 random men. I got eight. I had two no-shows. He said I also had to suck off at least one trucker. I got lucky this trip and sucked off three. He also had me stop at three different. I have no idea if you knew these men or if she just found them by placing an online ad. Or what. 03 put me in bondage. Which I am always in anytime I'm with my sister. The first man just tied my hands behind my back and tide my ankles together. Used both my holes a short while dump the load in me untied me and told me to get out. Second man tied me spread eagle on my stomach on his bed. He then worked several large holes into my ass. Then left a large butt plug in me while he left the room. About 20 minutes later he came back with two other men all dumped a load in me. The third guy had a room set up in his basement sex swing bondage equipment toys you name it. I spent most of the night at his place being used for several hours. A little bit of cbt, a lot of ass play. Nipple clamps left on me so long my nipples are still bruised and sore. After he dumped several loads in me he popped a medium sized butt plug in my ass and told me that my master said that It was to stay in my ass until I got back to him. I will be going over to my master's house tomorrow. He said I will be making it up to him for being gone so long. He said he invited every cock I've ever taken for him over for the weekend. I am both excited and wondering just how many that could be. He has had many random men over his place over the last year to use me. This whole experience has just put me in my place over and over again as nothing but a couple holes to be used for cock. I can't escape it

Thoroughly fucked for lunch I am slowly ramping up work again after the summer holidays so I have some free time on my home office days. Today was such a day and I woke up horny af so started trolling Grindr after my morning routine. Often nothing comes of it in the morning but today was different with lots of fuck possibilities. I decided to go with the 2 that could visit me at my place. First this guy that’s sort of Latino (partly) came over. He has a thick body so his dick was much bigger than his pics indicated (proportions!) and with his giant mushroom head I was soon in pig heaven as I came several times from the anal stimulation. He shot his load and went on his way after good 30 min. Turns out guy #2 was a bit early so he saw my first trick leave 😅😈 Guy #2 a total top. He talked about “fucking my pussy” so I replied with the same kind of language which he was really into. That fucker wore me out and fucked me for a good 45 min in all kinds of positions until he had a long shuddering orgasm as he pumped about 15-20 times into my hole as he collapsed on the bed. Now I’m in a teams meeting with cum leaking out of my buzzing hole. 🐽💦

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...)

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!

Over the next few weeks during my hospitalization the young nurse, working on my ward or not, would sneak into my room. His mouth would get me hard and he’d sink his usually cummy hole onto my ridged toxic poz pole. I must have attempted to knock him up a two dozen times. Each time he would get as excited as if it were his first time. His gratitude was immense! I loved shooting toxic poz cum into his willing ass. Every time my orgasm was immense, as if I wanted to put every part on myself, all of my light and all of my deepest darkest self, deep into this young man. In doing so somehow I was staking an irreversible claim on the gold mine of his being. Yet at the same time I didn’t want to be the one to poz his ass. Not out of any moral qualm. No, he was a consenting adult. If not me he was so determined he’d find another person to knock him up. No, I didn’t want to be the one to end the excitement of his chase. Yes, he could move on to other thrills. Like the thrill I was feeling in filling a willing victim with my toxic seed. But the adrenaline rush and danger of the risk would end. And this tint of fear for him was not just in the sexual consummation of unsafe sex. It was in the wait. ‘Is this the time the fuck flu will follow in a week or two? Is this the sexual health clinic visit where I will get the fateful news that I have indeed seroconverted? Is this the time I will have to face the question, ‘How will I really feel knowing I’ve taken on the life sentence of this disease coursing through my veins even if undetectable. Fuck … will the drugs even work their magic on me? Or will I be one of that unlucky minority that the drugs don’t work on? Will these moments of folly for momentary selfish sexual pleasure in the end shorten my life?’ But I also knew all this just added to the thrill for this promiscuous cum slut whore. Despite my mixed feelings I kept sticking it to him and flooding his ass with my biohazard. The first guy and the nurse had awakened a deep dark side of my soul. A side of me that relished such a power over willing victims. It was as if in some way they were willingly handing me the power to fill them with the dark power of death. I found I now wanted to merge with such a dark force in other men’s souls. Yes, it was as if I had finally found my tribe by traveling more fully down this obscure road of being the breeder of uninhibited poz dark life force. When the nurse told me he had two friends, two fuck buddies, who desperately wanted me to knock them up I didn’t hesitate to agree. When I met them, I realized I would have been crazy to turn down sex with these young gorgeous men. The first was a black man with a trained swimmers body. His skin was so silky, shiny and dark. Our naked bodies slipped together like taylor designed fitted silk sheets. His stereotypical huge black cock looked and felt amazing sliding into my hairy white hole. The look on his handsome face as he ejaculated deep inside me was animalistic and stunningly beautiful. Yes, he was a top, a tops top. Every man he met in sexual encounter submitted to his beautiful raw member claiming their ass, even if they had never bottomed before. When I learned this, I expected he would want a blood slam, or artificial insemination of my poz biohazard juices. But no, he wanted me to be the first and only guy to fuck him. He wanted me to do so as long as it took to give him even more power to make men succumb and give their asses and lives away to his magnetic personality, sexually domination, and toxic power. Every time we met, he would dominate me. He’d greet me naked at his front door, pull me inside, strip me in his front hallway and then lead me by my cock to his sex playroom. I would then be strapped into the sling. He’d expertly eat out my ass and prelube me with spit alone. He especially loved when I arrived with a load or four on board. He’d feltch some out and snowball the cum and ass juice for me to swallow. Then his magnificent horse cock would start it’s magic journey deep into my gut. He’d relentlessly fuck me, often for forty-five glorious minutes. Only then would there be this ever so subtle shift in his chest that let me know he was about to loose complete and utter control. The wild panther in him would take over. His handsome face would contort into what could best be described as a snarl. He would pant heavily as if in panicked distress to get his breath. His entire body would be convulsing and I could usually feel blast after blast of his cum painting my gut walls. Very rare when a guy cums so deep inside me. I figured it must be the power and force with which his come fired out of his big cock slit. Then for me, and no one else, he would climb in the sling and submit his powerful ass to my ‘death stick’. I loved the site of my raw dad cock disappearing in his tight silky black pucker hole. I would usually have only a moment to slide my hands over his strong shoulders, eight pack, and soft magic black skin. Then I too would loose control blasting everything in me deep into this stunning black swimmer hunk. Then would come my gratitude fuck. It never lasted as long as the first but as he struggled to get his breath after such a powerful orgasm his lips would cover mine in a passionate kiss. It was as if he was needing me to give him mouth to mouth resuscitation. I not only had a second one of his loads in my gut, but I had also brought him totally out of control and I was the one breathing his next life into him with my kisses and powerful toxic seed. The second was like a Viking warior. Muscles for days, long braided cooper coloured hair shaved at the sides and back of his head. Scruffy beard. And where is skin wasn’t covered with Celtic tattoos it was covered with freckles. His magnificent cock was thicker than anything that had ever gone up my ass. And yes, he too was 100 percent top. He was only allowing me to fuck him to receive my toxic seed. And chose this method after hearing his black friend was taking it directly from my cock. He wanted to be converted to convert. His goal was To knock up as many of the men who flocked to him as he possibly could. And they flocked to him! There were at least three of his harem of bottom wanabees at every one of our sexual encounters. Their specific job was to win a ride on his thick stick by fucking and breeding me as I took him from behind. No missionary or kissing with this macho man! I would arrive at the hotel room he had arranged so his playroom would never be defiled by his level of stoop to submission. His three slaves would ceremonially stirp him. Then they would attack me ripping everything I might be wearing to shreds until I too was stark naked. Then he would have me choke on his cock until he was satisfied I was totally humble before him. Only then would he bend over the bed offering his ass for me to mount doggy style. This was man sex, savage, vicious. The ongoing assault on my ass as I fucked him kept me from cumming as soon as I often did. Even his minions breeding my ass over and over didn’t trigger my ejaculation. His verbal abuse and demanding I seed his ass and knock him up didn’t even bring me over the top. I frequently wondered if I was even going to be able to cum, and if not, I worried what would his punishment be? And then it would happen, his ass would orgasm and milk my biohazard load deep into him. I would barely finish, and he would jump up, pin me on my back to the bed, throw my legs over my shoulders and piston his thick tool into my dripping ass. I never failed to feel I would be torn apart. Thankfully I was always rewarded with him viciously blasting his copious load deep into my gut. These encounters only started two weeks after my orthopedic doctor declared I was completely and totally healed. Ready to return to all pre accident activities. The Viking was my first success. He came down with a vicious fuck flu after only three of my breedings. I was summoned immediately, and the two of us bred his harem of six negative bottoms to celebrate our success. I loved the sex with the black swimmer and was very pleased that it took a dozen passionate love making sessions before he got sick, and the positive blood test was conclusive. For the next six months or so I bred my cute gay male nurse. Every time his test results came back negative. He was not upset, this allowed him to continue with his dangerous chasing game. His ass was taking strangers loads as frequently as ever. He even had regular sessions with his two top friends after I knocked them up. Negative test followed negative test. My encounters with him ended when my doctor put me back on meds and I was soon once again undetectable. As far as I knew and expected I had infected two top studs. I often reflect on how many willing men they have passed on my strain. All thanks to that cute young night nurse. The end

Two load Tuesdays So I get a message from a man I have frequently bottomed for. Great cock! and usually multi cummer too. So I get to his place grab a sports drink from the fridge. Mind you ive been SUPER horned up all day. been craving a Raw cock to breed my bubble butt! so I walk into his room. he's watching some hot Tage team porn of these 2 hung daddy types pounding this twink that looks unconscious but he wasn't he was just im the moment!! we all been there He says, "Boy get my dick wet, that's all the lube you get for now" so I slurped on thar thick, 7in precum soaked cock for 3 secs before he sprang up, flipped me over, push my back down and rammed that cock balls deep I love this role play with him but like a heads up first but I slipped into character quick and asked him to ease up. "no boy," as he pounds away, "I've got a BIG suprise for you and he is walking in right now, but stay right there face down. no peeking no talking." My heart is pounding in my chest with excitement. suddenly a HUGE Mushroom tip cock smacks my hole 3 times, and it was a wet smack, ***smack*** ***smack*** ***smack*** A deep voice says, "you ready for my monster cock?" see trick question, in this case I'm not allowed to speak unless granted. "Wow, you are right man, he is a good boy. listens as he should, now speak " thank you sir, and yes sir I am ready for your Monster cock sir" " when im done you might not be able to walk for about 20 minutes, most guys lose the feeling in their legs from either the size or the pounding your gona get. but I promise, you will be back for more," right then he grabbed my hips and started to just push that huge to in, finally my hole opened, only a little bit. I let out a sharp moan, and he says, "aww does the boy need lube? speak." sir yes sir please sir." He spits in his dick that the head is in my pulsing hole and shaft of if massive cock and says, "that's enough, haha, now you may look and see what it looks like before I go balls deep," thank you sir.... I turn to take a look, and this MF has at least a 13 Maybe fuckin 14 inch, coke can thick, cock. Sir can I please have more lube" he smack my face and Said, " naughty boy know better to talk without permission," all I remember from that second was sharp sharp stabbing pain inside me, as he no mercy, no lube, firmly went balls deep in me I blacked out from the pain for at least 5 seconds. he is lookin at me with these fierce eyes laughing when i came too. " ah I love when they pass out when I do that." he literally ripped my hole he had to of. I try to scream my safe word and his giant hand goes over my mouth and he said, " Nope didn't hear it," and continued to just wrecking my hole. after awhile I didn't feel anything down there. what seemed like hours was only 1.5 hours. and suddenly he grabs my head pulls toward in and opens my mouth and spits it in. and says "are you ready to feel ropes of cum fill you? with tears in eyes but a shit grin on my face. his cock started pulsing so much it felt like his cock doubled in size 5 minite I swear he shot so much cum in me. then smacks my ass and pulled out fast that it almost made a POP sound cuz of that giant head. HES all yours now, careful look at my load, there's a lil pink in it. and they got quiet and chucked as his friend left laughing. then the guy I usually met frequently turns around with a crazy look on his face and says now now it's my turn. as I look down he is wearing an extender thing on his cock that had like texture wave and half marble sized balls on the shift. he put something up to my noise and told me to breath in. he did the other nostile too. within seconds my mi.d and body didn't care what was pressing up to my hole. I literally started pushing towards him. He says, I fn knew you would love it. tjen again... balls deep and this time i blacked out for awhile. but he kept going for at least 20 min. I feel a smack on my face. hey wake up, I'm gona....cum...and bam he shot even more than the last guy. that it was squirting out the side of my now wrecked hole. and what I didn't realize is as he walked away. there was a bio hazard tat about the left cheek. I sudden panicked for one second. until I looked down and my cock was rock hard. and shooting cum. Now boy. you may leave. when you are able to walk. I know you didn't expect that but we've been wanting to tear that hole for so long. you may become part of our family it our seed takes. I never said I wanted poz seed. then he said, "well we know you chased before years back. we were the ones you ghosted" Now, don't act Like you don't want it. I lay back down looking at the ceiling and now notice the biohazard sign painted in red on the ceiling, bloody cum dripping out of my wreaked hole. memories from years back of me on poz porn sites, jerking off wanting rhe bottom to be me. I started to get hard. as the guy smiles and says," see? told ya." "what do you say?' SPEAK, "Thank you master." to be continued*****

Hey guys I just want to give you a heads up that I am going to try and write as many chapters to this story as possible and I don't know how long it will be in-between them so please be patient with me and let me know what you think about it I love all comments especially dirty ones lol I have made a discovery that is going to change lives forever and now I need to test it. I have been going to school to be a doctor and my main focus is HIV and now I have discovered something that will change the world of HIV forever. 4 years previous My name is Kyle and I have been HIV positive since I was 18 after my first hookup with a highschool friend and it changed my life forever. I was shocked and scared at first as was the rest of my family when they saw I was sick and rushed me to the hospital and they heard the results from the doctor. They all took care of me when I got discharged and made sure I took my meds that the doctor prescribed me and they never treated me any differently. When I was better and finally got out of bed without feeling I was going to die I went into my bathroom to see if I looked as I had felt over the last few weeks. When I saw my reflection I was pleased to see that I still looked like the cute surfer boy with my blond hair and blue eyes staring back at me. I ran my hand over my chest and tweaked my nipples and went further down my six pack abs and onto my hard dripping 7 inch cock. It was hard and leaking but I did feel inside that I was different as I swirled around my precum over my thick mushroom head. I felt more energized and hornier than I ever had in my life and some feeling deep inside me said that I needed more sex now that I was no longer neg. I turned around and looked at my ass in the mirror and saw the same muscular bubble butt and slid my finger down my crack till I reached my hole. Once I touched my hole I felt an increasing sense of hornyness and it was like my hole had a mind of its own opening and swallowing my finger all the way through to the base. This caused me to moan and buck my hips more than I can remember over my years of pleasuring my ass and I loved how intense it was. I added a second and then a third finger and like before my ass opened up easily accepting them like the first. I moved my three fingers until I found my prostate and I had to control how loud I was moaning so I didn't have any unwanted intruders to find me like this but I had never felt this much pleasure in my ass before I couldn't stop. My orgasam came with so much force I held onto the bathroom sink as ropes and ropes of cum coated the mirror and the sink. I stood there panting and in a cold sweat and quickly sat on the toilet as it felt like my legs were about to give out on me and quickly tried to catch my breath. Once I felt better I looked at the mirror to see all the cum that landed on it start to drip down onto the sink and pool with the loads that landed there already and quickly grabbed some toilet paper and cleaned up all of it and flushed it down so no one would see any evidence. Just as I finished and returned to my bed there was a knock on my door followed by my dad and mom walking into my room to see how I was doing. They were both happy to see that I was feeling so much better than I had been during my sickness and said that if I felt well enough that the hard part must be over and I could try and return to my normal day to day activates. While they were talking to me I couldn't help but think that my life would never be normal again after what just happened in the bathroom but I smiled at them both and said that I thought so too. They hugged me and left after saying that they hope to see me down stairs soon for dinner. Once the door shut I pulled up my laptop and started to see if there was anything online to explain to me why my body reacted so intensely to what I did but couldn't find anything to help me with it.I closed my laptop and put on some comfortable clothes and made my way downstairs to join my family after being stuck in bed for so long. I sat in the living room watching some tv with my dad and big brother Tom while my mom was finishing up making dinner. At dinner everyone chatted like normal and my Tom asked me what I was going to be doing next after highschool with graduation next month and as he said this he smiled and slid a large envelope my way. My parents both asked me what that was and I didn't say anything but opened it and read the first page. It was an acceptance letter to my first college choice (the same one my brother went to) that I applied to before I had gotten sick and I burst up from the table and shouted that I had gotten into the college on a full ride. I looked at my parents shocked faces as they didn't know that I had applied months ago and they didn't know either that I was going to study to be a doctor. This brought on cheers and hugs from all of my family and when my brother hugged me he said that he saw that my acceptance was delivered and hid it away and waited until I was better to see what it said. Once the cheering died down my mom and dad started to call all the relatives and tell them that I was going to be going to the same college as my older brother and that I wanted to study to be a doctor. While all this chatter went on my brother pulled me into the living room and told me he had a secret he wanted to share with me. He looked both worried and proud and I asked him what was it. He bent down and whispered in my ear that he knew that his friend was the one who pozzed him because he was the one who pozzed my friend after he fucked him. Welcome to the brotherhood my little bro. I looked at him in shock and awe and felt my cock get so hard digesting this news. I never knew my big brother was gay and now after hearing that he was poz and was the one who infected my friend who in turn infected me I couldn't handle the emotions and urges that flowed in me I came right in my pants without touching myself and It was just as intense as it was earlier in the bathroom. Tom could tell what was happening to me and he rushed me into his bedroom and quickly stripped me out of my clothes and put his mouth on my cock as I was convulsing and shooting more and more cum down his throat. I panted as I finished and I felt like I blackened out a bit and Tom picked me up and kissed me sharing some of my load and told me after we finished kissing that I was going to be so ready for what was to cum when I would get to college.

I threw my small luggage bag on the hotel bed. I was down in London for three nights on a training course with head office. My wife had suggested that she come down as well taking time off work to see the sights , but I had persuaded her I would be tired after each days training and wouldn’t be great company. The reality was that I had been aware that I had a growing attraction for men and my porn history was almost exclusively gay porn. I wanted to explore that side in a city miles from home. I was soon on my iPad and was googling escorts, in between watching hunks fuck each other on porn sights. I was horny and needed to scratch the itch. I didn’t want to go to a gay bar as I was inexperienced and would stand out like a sore thumb. I thought an escort visiting my room would be best. I scrolled through a few and alighted on a couple who were my type. Tall, hunky, three or four tattoos and shaved head. And what looked like a thick cut cock. I heard my breath and messaged one . I let out my breath . There it was done, I had taken a step. He probably wouldn’t respond but at least I had done something. I went back to my porn. I was watching a twink get stretched by a monster cock when my phone pinged. ‘Hi, it’s Greg, thanks for the enquiry! ‘ the message started from the escort. Fuck I was horny and just followed my cockbrain. We messaged back and forth I asked the price and what it covered. I had made sure I had plenty of cash on me just in case. I gave him my details and address. ‘Cant wait to meet you Ben, you’re in safe hands. Don’t worry that you’re inexperienced I will take care of you, you’ll have a night to remember! See you in 30 mins’ . Fuck ! I thought ! I was finally doing it, taking the plunge. I was horny but didn’t want to cum before he arrived as I might then back out. I looked at his stats again and his likes on his profile. Then I saw it. Status: hiv positive. I stared at the screen. How had I not seen this before? what could I do? I wasn’t sure of the etiquette but if I cancelled I would still have to pay. I googled a couple of websites and found that most escorts who were poz as I found it was called were on meds and undetectable and it was safe to have sex. I breathed a sigh of relief and my cock got hard again looking at his ripped body. A knock on the door broke my thoughts. ‘Hello’ I called. ‘Hi it’s Greg’. I opened the door and looked at the hunk standing there. ‘Er come in’ I stammered. Greg moved in and just kissed me. I felt my inhibitions go. ‘ get on the bed, make yourself comfortable. That means naked’ Greg said. I felt under his control. I did as I was told, ,stripped and didn’t hide my growing erection. Greg shimmied out of his clothes. My eyes dropped to his semi erect cock. I had never seen a cock as thick with a glistening head. ‘You like?’ Greg asked. ‘Definitely, yes’ I replied, almost too quickly. ‘ Turn over on your front, I want to relax you first. I’m guessing you’re married’ he added looking at my wedding ring. ‘Er yes’ I stammered. ‘Don’t worry , you’re not the first and you won’t be the last married guy I’ve seen. Though I do have a habit of turning guys in to cock loving faggots by the time I’m finished with them. But I’m also guessing that’s what you want too?. ‘ ‘I nodded again and whispered ‘yes’ . ‘Good, then I’ll do my best to convert you into what you want. Relax’ I lay on the bed and Greg took out some oils, massaging my shoulders, back and legs before getting to my ass. He massaged both cheeks and I could feel oil dripping into my ass crack. Greg spread my legs and worked his thumbsnear my hole before sliding one in, then his other thumb followed. ‘ I’ll just loosen this hole, relax. I’m guessing you’ve not actually had cock before?’ ‘Er no, just a dildo’ I replied. ‘Ok I’ll take it slowly. ‘ My head was swimming in waves of pleasure. I then fel Greg worked my ass checks and hole some more sliding two fingers in me. He spread my legs further ,placing a pillow under my abdomen. I then felt his tongue rimming my hole and nearly came. ‘You like’ he asked as he came up for air. ‘Yes’ . I then felt what I initially thought was his thumbs but soon realised was his cock rubbing against my hole. ‘But he’s poz’ my brain was saying. My ass wanted him in me. I relaxed. ‘Good boy, let me in’ Greg whispered as the lube made it easy. I felt my ass give way as he slid in me, filling me up. ‘ that’s good, you’re taking it well. Just get used to it in you’ he continued before slowly starting rocking back and forth. My cock was rock hard dripping precum. ‘ condom?’ I whispered. ‘No, I don’t do condoms Ben, and neither do good faggot bottoms. They live for their tops cum. You’ll be ok, don’t worry!’ The pleasure waves rolled over me as Greg built up a rhythm fucking me. He said I would be ok, my brain was processing Greg’s words as he began pounding my ass. That must mean he’s on meds and undetectable, I thought. I relaxed and started playing with my cock as Greg started fucking me so hard he was knocking the breath out of me each thrust. ‘im getting close, I’m guessing you don’t want me to pull out now?’ I could feel myself getting close as I played with my cock. ‘I’m going to cum in you Ben, make you a proper faggot’ he growled. I was nearly there, ‘Do it, do it!’ I hissed ‘fucking cum in my hole’ as I shot my load on the bedsheets. I felt one last thrust which pushed me down into my cum stained sheets as Greg grunted and came in me. We lay there for a minute or two, before Greg slipped out of my worn hole, I could feel some cum seeping out. ‘You took that well. That’s stage one of your journey ticked off’ Greg whispered. I got up and handed him his cash. ‘Thanks’ I said. ‘Remember , good bottoms always take it bare, there is no better feeling than letting a guy cum in you’ ‘ I will ‘ I promised. ‘I have to ask something, ‘ I stammered. ‘You’re poz yes?’ ‘Yes that’s right, it says on my profile’ ‘yeah I saw that’ I said. ‘I’m guessing you’re undetectable?’ ’No Ben, I’m not. I’ve not been on meds for a year, so I have a high viral load. There are quite a few guys who like it that way. I’m guessing by you’re question that you’re not on prep?’ ‘er no’ ‘Ah ok, we’ll most guys ask before the fun starts about things like that, but no worries. You can do one of two things then. You can either do nothing and leave it to chance. You may get lucky and convert or remain unlucky. ‘ My eyes widened. ‘Or you can go to a health clinic, if you can find one and take some prep and you may be ok. ‘ he came and kissed me, and I melted into him again. He whispered into my ear ‘ but I know your type. Give in to your darkest desires. Do nothing. And ring me again…..’ Greg moved swiftly to the door, smiled and left. My heart was beating. His cum was dripping down my leg. The thought of what had just happened got my cock stiffening again. What should I do? …. to be continued…..

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.

Cute young male nurse I recently suffered multiple fractures to my left pelvis in a nasty fall from my bicycle. I guess I just hit the speed bump the wrong way. This landed me in hospital confined to total bed rest for a few weeks. That’s right, I wasn’t even allowed up to use the washroom. Weeks in a diaper with stranger’s wiping my bum …. worse than ugh! Sorry if I’ve grossed you out, but if you’ve stayed with me, I promise it gets better. A couple weeks in a new night nurse arrived to take my vitals. My first male nurse. He couldn’t have been more that 21. Tall, slim, strawberry blond stylish hair, dimpled chin, shy smile and did I mention? …. Cute as a button. My diaper and bottom half were covered by a thin sheet. Otherwise, I was naked, the room was always so hot and humid. For the first time of this hospital stay my blood pressure was slightly elevated. He checked his notes and asked me if something had changed. I didn’t let on he was the change assuring him the answer was no, it must just be an anomaly. He brought my meds which included a small needle which was given each night in my stomach. This was a blood thinner as this length of time immobile raised my risk of blood clots. As he rubbed my tummy with the preparatory alcohol he admired my tan. I thought this a little unprofessional of him, but then I really didn’t mind. After all my gaydar was ringing like the alarm in a firehall. I confessed to being a sun worshipper and he shared “so is my ‘daddy.” Ok, now the alarm was for a four-alarm fire, and I was grateful he wasn’t going to be taking my blood pressure now. I realized I wasn’t going to get a good sleep unless I cleared constipation. I debated how embarrassed I was to ask him to give me a suppository, but the bowl discomfort won out. I rang the call bell and within a couple of minutes he was at my bedside. He stepped out to get the needed supplies and by the time he returned I had struggled to roll on my good side. When he moved in to do the deed he mentioned very casually; “You are a sun worshiper, no tan line, very cool.” An advantage to being a bottom is I didn’t mind the nurses sticking a finger up my ass. I hadn’t told any, but as horrendous as the overall suppository experience was this part was actually enjoyable. I was glad the diaper hid the chub caused by having a friendly cute young male nurse do the deed. When he came back and was cleaning me up, he casually asked where it was I sunbathed in the nude. I told him the name of the clothing optional gay campground I had been at before the bike accident. He had never heard of it but asked some questions. Location, size, tents or tailers, pool or natural place to swim, those kinds of things. I had just rolled naked onto my back for him to clean around my genitals and finish putting on the new diaper when he shocked me by asking if the campground had a ‘play area’. I was already a little chubbed but now sprang a boner. He professionally kept at his job and kept asking for details about the play area, including my favorite activities! By now I was deeply embarrassed and blurted; “This line of questioning might not be very professional.” “Oh yeah, Sorry” he blushed and apologized, He finished up and asked if there was anything else I needed before he left. I suggested I would sleep better with the door closed shutting out the light from the hallway. “No problem. Remember to just ring if there’s anything else I can do to help through the night sir.” The gaydar alarm bells had stopped as I was now certain I was being cared for by a cute young gay nurse. I was thankful to have the hall lights blocked, but mostly I didn’t want anyone from the hall seeing me jerking as I called up gay porn on my phone. The young guy wasn’t fooled at all. He went off to other chores, visiting hours ended and the traffic in the hall stopped. He was back to ‘check on me’ about an hour and a half later. He just quietly slipped into my room without knocking. He caught me with my semi in my hand. A bottom on screen was loudly thanking the top who had just bred him a poz load. “Fuck I hope you just knocked me up daddy!” “I know you didn’t ring, but I thought I could check and see if you needed any help.” He gently enquired. Trying and failing to hide my hard on I sputtered my apology as the video sound continued to a new bottom inviting in a different raw poz cock into his negative ass. “Damn! Sorry about this.” “No need to apologize daddy. It’s all normal and natural. That’s why I’m here, offering to help.” “Um, won’t you get in trouble?” “Not if I don’t get caught.” He was confident and cocky. “And I have no intention of getting caught. I certainly won’t chart this.” He laughed. “You ever done this before?” “About a month ago. A big bear, way bigger than you, with two broken ancles. Serviced him fairly regularly for the better part of three weeks.” “Damn, and you didn’t get caught?” “Well not by staff. My daddy wasn’t to pleased when he found out. But when I had him come in to help out, he cooled down. He’s married with kids and knows his once-a-week sex date with me isn’t going to keep me satisfied. Not at my age.” His hand was already jerking me gently. “Fuck, are you kidding?” “Well I know we can’t fuck yet, You broke your pelvis right?” “Yeah” “Why don’t I give you a blow job for tonight. Help get that pressure off.” “Are you sure ..” His mouth was already ingesting my 8-inch shaft. I’d already been edging with the poz porn. Just as the top on screen poz flooded the kid on screen I blew deep down the nurse’s throat. He expertly swallowed every blast. I hadn’t cum in two weeks, so it was a huge load. I get very sensitive after I cum so had to beg him off his ongoing oral ministrations. “Love that big cock daddy. Nice fuckin load!” as he wiped his lips. “Thank you.” “No problem. If you regenerate before my shift ends at 7 a.m. you know where the call bell is.” I slept better than I had since entering hospital, but I was awake at 3 a.m. I had no intention of calling the cute young nurse, but he came in to check on me anyway. “It’s up to you pops, but if you want to suck on this I won’t complain.” His hard six inches stuck out over the top of his scrubs held down by his sizable balls. I leaned to his side of the bed, and he pushed it into my mouth. I didn’t have to do much more that suck, he gently kept the fucking action going. I was now fully exposed and hard again as well. He went to work on my cock which was an awkward contortion, but his aim rarely missed my mouth and throat. Just as I exploded in another orgasm down his throat, he flooded my mouth with his sweet young sperm. If I had slept well before, I slept even better now. The first voice I heard on awaking was his, “Hey sleepy head. My shift has ended, I’ll see you tonight.” And he bent down and kissed me on the forehead.

I'd buy a ticket to THAT scene !!!

🐷 had a couple more good sessions in July to finish with 129 for the month. It took a little break but roared back with 18 loads on the 6th. It's count for the year is now at 804. That gives it five months to get 196 more loads to meet its goal of 1000. Do you think pig will make it?

My name is Jacob, I am 27 6'3 195 white, Blonde VGL (model type) 10" thick uncut rod that women love and men love even more. My favorite thing to do is to turn a straight guy into a cock loving whore. Does not always work but that does not stop me from trying. I am 70% successful at a full conversion from all straight to mostly gay. I seek out couples mostly white or Latin couples to focus on turning the over sexed straight guy into a cum loving whore. I found this kid online who was looking for a guy to share his gf, his ad read like this: Soccer Jock Latin 24 5'11 170 hung and GF 23 5'3 125 white, blonde looking for a third - a guy to share her. 100% straight both of us and you should be too. Looking for a regular on call buddy to share her with. She can take DP, DVP and loves to suck dick. We would prefer natural sex but okay with you wearing a condom but you must be completely clean condom or not. She also tea bags, eats ass and is a dirty little slut behind closed doors. She does not play well with other women so no couples. Hit me up with your age, stats and a pic. We will get back to you! I responded with my stats, age, and a picture of me in shorts with my dick half hard. Mentioned I was hung, clean and had a GF who traveled a lot and needed some pussy to fuck and breed. Totally clean here. Would like a regular pussy on the side. Lucas responded right away, dude when are you free? I totally want to see you fuck and breed my gf. That dick looks huge, even bigger then me. Let me know, we can host and looking for tonight or this weekend if you can get here. He gave me his number and his kik to get in touch with him. I got him, I knew he was totally into it and me even if he did not realize it. I answered him back and told him my GF was out of town this weekend so I was free all weekend. I would be for one time or a couple this weekend if his girl was up for it. I asked, can she take bwc? You said you were hung so she probably can and how often has she been DVP? I love that, my girl will not do it. I did not give him my digits, this made him email back. Text or kik me, we want you to come over tonight at 8PM and if all works stay as long as you want. I sent him a text: Hey, this is your blonde buddy, hope she knows hot to take big dick. Give me your address and I will be there at 8 PM and will bring a bag with me with some toys and a change of clothes if all goes well and we fuck into the night. He text me right back with the address and Great! Shot me two more pics, one with him fucking her and damn that ass of his was amazing I could not wait to get that tight little hole on my big dick.

First or last for me. dont matter

If I understand your post, you were not an asshole. The law of cruising: You snooze, you lose...

Chapter 7 – It’s Good to Have a Bud (or two) Chapters 1 through 6 describe a weekend of role-play with Doug, a long-time friend of mine. I had been his slave a while back, and now, he is doing my bidding. We've partied, fucked, fisted, and more. We're taking a break to blow some clouds (and I've been booty bumped) when some other guys are due to arrive. As the shard was melting, I checked my phone for messages. New arrivals were due shortly, so I shoved a butt plug in my ass and left the room to greet them. While I waited, I toyed with the plug in my ass and felt the rush of the T flowing through my system. The doorbell rang, so I went to let the new guys in. I had played with Jeff before but hadn’t met his friend Bud. We all returned to the playroom, and Bud and Jeff began to disrobe. Jeff has a great body. He’s in good shape and has lots of dark hair covering his body, including a full beard. His uncut cock is thick, and he knows how to use it. Bud was an interesting one. He, too, is furry with a hot dad bod. He looked like the high school quarterback who now just played catch with the kids in the backyard. His dick looked truly awesome. If it looked as hefty hard as it did now, we were in for a treat. Once they were naked, Bud pulled out his stash and reached for the pipe. He loaded it up, torched it, and shared the clouds with all of us. We were all enjoying ourselves, with some touching and poking going on. Jeff’s cock kept swelling as we sat there, and I put my head in his lap and sucked it into my mouth. “Damn, that feels good,” he said as I sucked his dick. I was enjoying that feeling of having a cock grow hard in my mouth and hoped that he could sustain his erection through the T. I told Doug to eat Bud’s ass. Bud knelt over Doug’s chest and lowered his hole onto Doug’s mouth. Now, Doug could just raise his tongue up to Bud’s hole and rim him deeply. As the rimming progressed, Bud settled on Doug’s chest, almost cutting off his air supply with a hot, hairy ass. If you gotta go, this wouldn’t be a bad way to do it! Jeff moved between Doug’s legs and had him spread his legs to open access to his hole. Jeff moved in and started to lick Doug’s hole. Now my slave was eating ass and getting his eaten. Lyle and I had moved into a sweet 69 while the other three were going at it. Even though neither of us was fully hard, it was still great to suckle on Lyle’s cock, and his mouth felt good on mine too. He was the first to move lower and start to lick around my hole. I rolled us over so that he was on top of me, feeding me his sweet hole while I raised up my legs to let him do the same to me. “I wanna fist this ass,” said Jeff. They broke apart and walked over to the sling. Doug climbed in as Jeff began to lube his hands. When Doug was situated with his feet in the stirrups, Jeff placed his fist at Doug’s hole. Bud had come over, too, and he grabbed the chains on the sling and pulled Doug into Jeff’s hand. Doug took it easily since he was so well prepared, and Jeff went in deep on the first insertion. Once inside Doug, Jeff made a few back-and-forth motions before pulling all the way out again. Then, he slid back into Doug’s ass. He did this in and out motion repeatedly, eliciting moans of delight from Doug. Each new insertion was easier, and Doug’s hole was opening up nicely. Bud had also lubed up his hands. They looked to be on the large side and should be a nice ride for Doug. Bud started fingering Doug’s hole as Jeff was fisting him. Then, when Jeff pulled out, Bud went in. Doug’s eyes grew wide as he felt Bud’s larger hand go in. Once Bud was settled in, Doug took a few hits off the brown bottle. Once the fumes had hit his brain, Bud started to pummel Doug’s ass. He was twisting around as he moved in and out of Doug’s hole. Doug grunted on each new insertion, and his hole was pulsing with need whenever Bud’s hand was not in it. Doug was driving a lot of depth now, and Bud was in him almost to his elbow. At one point, Doug pulled Bud’s hand as deep as possible, then hooked his feet over the uprights of the sling. Using that leverage, he was able to slowly get more of Bud’s hand into his ass. Bud had to adjust a few times, and Doug also did some repositioning, but it was apparent that Bud was well past Doug’s inner hole. Bud decided to alternate fists on Doug. He pulled his hand all the way out and then inserted the other. He went back and forth between the two quickly, giving Doug’s hole a great workout. Doug was enjoying it and was muttering incoherently as Bud worked him over. Now, Jeff took over from Bud. He, too, alternated fists on Doug’s hole. Doug asked for a pause at one point and took a few deep hits of poppers. Then, he nodded at Jeff to continue. Jeff really walloped Doug’s ass while he was riding the poppers high. Doug put up a hand to slow Jeff, and they ended up with Jeff’s paw deep inside Doug’s ass. Doug was in a drug-induced haze and just kept mumbling, “fuck, fuck, fuck,” on and on. Jeff wanted to give Doug a booty bump, so Bud passed a shard over to him. Jeff inserted it in Doug’s ass, moving it around so that it melted as quickly as possible. I’m sure Doug’s ass was hot from all the action, and this would only make him hornier. Next, Jeff shoved in a huge plug and told Doug to keep it in place while he got out of the sling. Doug and Jeff walked over to the bed. They collapsed there, cuddling and fondling each other. Bud looked at me and asked if he could fist me. Of fucking course! So, I got in the sling and prepared to take Bud’s hand. My ass was well opened from the earlier play and the drugs, and I was ready for action. Even so, Lyle brought over the pipe and torch and had me blow a few clouds before taking on Bud. Bud, meanwhile, was lubing up his hands and looking lasciviously at my open and hairy hole. Bud sat on the stool and started to work my hole. He started with three fingers, which slid in easily. It wasn’t long before he had all four fingers in my and used his thumb to circle around my hole and taint. I was eager to feel his hairy paw in me and told him to shove his fist in me. So, Bud pulled his fingers most of the way out, folded his thumb under, and slid into me. He went in smoothly, and it felt great. He has big hands, and that was readily apparent to me. He moved slowly at this stage so that I could feel each bump of his knuckles. Bud kept slowly moving deeper into me until he got to the bend into my colon. He paused here, flexing and unflexing his fingers as he groped around for the best entrance path. I gasped when he first went through, and he knew he had found the way in to my deepest parts. I picked up the poppers and took a deep hit in each nostril. Once the fumes hit, Bud began to really work my inner hole. He would go through, poke around, and pull back out, twisting and flexing all the way. Bud knew how to work a hole, and mine was enjoying his efforts. His huge hand felt amazing inside me, and he was hitting all of my pleasure points. My cock was spewing out a steady stream of fluid, soaking my stomach and dripping through the hair around my cock. I looked over and saw that Lyle was now fisting Doug. He had Doug on the edge of the bed with his legs in the air. Lyle’s arm was deep inside Doug, and he was moving it around to massage all the areas in Doug’s depths. Lyle slid Doug off the bed, placing his arm upright on the floor. Doug lowered himself onto Lyle’s hand and started to ride him. With the bed behind him as a support, he was sliding up and down on Lyle’s arm. Jeff came over with the poppers and fed some to Doug. When they hit, Doug sunk down on Lyle’s arm and started to work it in his ass. He was sliding up and down in small motions and moving his ass around so that Lyle could hit all the spots inside him. Jeff brought the poppers to the sling and made me do a few huffs. When they hit me, I began to clench my ass on Bud’s hand inside me. I was clenching and unclenching my ass, feeling Bud’s huge paw inside me. He was just moving slightly and letting me control the action. His hand felt so good in my ass, and I wanted him to appreciate everything that my ass could offer to him. He was grinning as I massaged his hand, so it was obvious that he was enjoying it, too. Bud sensed the decline of the poppers rush and took control back. Now, he pulled almost all the way out and then shoved back in again. This time, he didn’t go deep. Instead, he pounded his hand in and out of my hole, giving it a great workout. I couldn’t help myself and grabbed the nearby poppers again. He paused in his ministrations so that I could huff deeply on the brown bottle. Once I put the bottle down, he started to fist my hole. I was in a strong poppers haze where all that mattered was getting my ass worked over. I reached down and spread my hole open, eliciting a growl of approval from him. He was using his fists to drive into my hole, and I was loving it. Eventually, Bud tired out from the exertion of working my ass. I saw that Doug was back on the bed, with Lyle and Jeff fingering his ass. It seemed like a good time for a break. We could all rehydrate and start up again.

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Chapter 2 I slept fitfully that night after taking a couple of vodkas from the minibar. I worried about the poz status of Greg but then got hard thinking of the sex. In the morning I showered, and then I made a conscious decision to remove my wedding ring and put it in the safe. I just wanted to be me for the next three days and nights. It would either confirm I just had some odd fantasies or lead me down a rabbit hole I might not get out of. I caught the tube and it didn’t take that long to reach the conference venue. I scanned the foyer to the room for anyone I might know, without success. I was standing at the coffee machine filling a cup when a voice behind me announced ‘Hi, I’m Cody! I hope you don’t mind me speaking to you but soo many of the people here just look so boring!’ I looked round and saw a guy in his mid twenties, probably ten years my junior, with bleached blond hair and a glittery earring standing in front of me. ‘Er no problem …. Hi I’m Ben’ I smiled ‘ thanks for saying I don’t look boring’ ’Youre welcome Ben! You definitely don’t look boring, more kind of hot!’ Even without that comment it was pretty obvious Cody was gay, but that just affirmed it. I had never been hit on by a guy before. ‘Er thanks … I think! ‘ ‘you’re welcome … again’ Cody replied looking me in the eye. ‘Do you know anyone here? ‘ he asked. ‘Er no ‘ I stammered dropping my eyes after holding his gaze for a split second too long. ‘Ok , I’m happy to be conference buddies if you are?’ ‘Er yes that would be good’ I said blandly, not really sure what to say. My mind was catching me up, all I could think was that he looked cute and had a nice smile. Why was I thinking that? Get a grip , I told myself! ‘Cool, we should get a table not too near the front I think , no point drawing attention to ourselves! By the way, in case you are wondering, yes I’m very definitely gay Ben! Guessing you’re cool with that now that we’re conference buddies?’ ‘no problem , I’m gay too’ I blurted. Why did I say that, I may have to backtrack if I met someone I knew! I thought. ‘ We’ll that’s a bit of a bonus Ben, this conference may not be as boring as I thought after all! Let’s get some seats’ The first hour passed fairly quickly but the second presentation had just started when I was sure I could feel Cody’s hand on my thigh under the table. I looked down to see him stroking my leg. ‘Sorry, sitting next to a dilf is getting me horny!’ He whispered’ I’d much rather be sucking your cock’. My cock sprang to attention. I couldn’t believe what was happening, I was being groped by a camp queer in semi public, and was getting turned on. ‘my , someone likes that idea’ Cody continued, looking at my cock tenting in my trousers. He brushed his hand over my cock. ‘I’ve an idea, follow me at the morning break’ the next forty minutes dragged. I was torn between letting whatever felt natural happening and pulling back and being my usual reserved self. I decided to roll the dice. The presentation ended. We both folded up our booklets and left swiftly. Cody led the way briskly moving through a few delegates. He headed towards the gents, grabbing my hand a few steps before the door. It was empty and Cody only let go of my hand once we were in the end cubicle. He put his finger to my lips to indicate I shouldn’t say anything. He then replaced it with his mouth as his tongue snaked in my mouth as we kissed. ‘ you’re a sexy kisser’ he whispered as he fished for my belt. He expertly undid my trousers and fished out my erection before sinking to his knees and sucking my cock. I was so hard and turned on I knew I wouldn’t last long. Cody sucked my cock in silence before I was soon grabbing his head and thrusting into his mouth as I came. ‘Mmm’ Cody moaned as he swallowed my seed, and stood up, kissing me again. I could taste my cum on his tongue. ‘Me too ‘ I whispered’ I want to suck your cock’ I sat down on the toilet seat as Cody pulled his jeans down and out sprang a fairly thin cock with a big mushroom head. It was already dripping precum as I slipped the first cock I had ever sucked in my mouth. I tasted his precum and just wanted more. I was caught up in the moment and wanked his cock and sucked until he bent down and whispered in my ear ‘I’m gonna shoot, swallow it all, I’m gonna cum loads’ . I sucked harder and then Cody’s semen flooded my mouth. I swallowed as much as I could but coughed a little, spilling some of his cum on my shirt. Cody grinned down at me, putting his finger to his lips as we could hear people in the gents. We both quietly dressed and I wiped the cum from my shirt before we opened the cubicle door and brazenly strode out to the surprise looks from the three older guys at the wash basins. Cody winked at me as we left, ‘That will get tongues wagging, they’ll be discussing those two queers at the back’ he grinned. ‘Come on let’s get another coffee.. we have to make it to lunchtime without fucking’ ‘Shame, I could do with a good fucking’ I heard myself say as we approached the coffee machine. My mind was a whirl. I was only a couple of hours in the conference and was practically gagging for more cock. It seemed that rabbit hole was getting bigger and bigger……..

Totally agree. Once the top mounts up, the btm is his to breed. Period.

Chapter 7. I drove to the airport to pick Jess up. She hugged me when she came thru arrivals , smiling . ‘Have u missed me?’ ‘Of course!’ I replied. I dropped two of her girlfriends off on the way home. I zoned out of the conversation they were having but had picked up that they all had had a tattoo whilst out there. That would make things easier to explain for me. We got home and Jess came on to me, ‘time for a quickie? ‘ she asked. I was semi hard but that was because I was thinking of the previous night taking my first black cock. We stripped, ‘fuck what’s that ?’ Jess asked, when she saw my snake tattoo. ‘And your nipples pierced. I’ve only been away a week! ‘ ‘yeah, u know I’ve always been into tattoos just not had the bottle to have any, so I took the plunge when u we’re away , and the tattooist persuaded me to get pierced as well’ I stammered: ‘ we’ll the snake is kinda cool, but aren’t the piercings a bit gay? ‘Jess asked: ‘the tattoo lady said they weren’t ‘ I replied, the thought of cock coming in my mind again. ‘ have an admission too’ Jess said ‘ all the girls got one’ she said as she turned round and showed me a butterfly tattoo on her shoulder’ ‘ok we’re even then ‘I smiled. I fucked Jess but was aware I was thinking of cock whilst doing so, getting off on that before I came. over the next two or three weeks life got back to normal and work routine took over. However I was thinking of cock everyday. Something had changed in me. I couldn’t put my finger on it until it hit me . Jess was lovely, she looked hot when I looked at her but she didn’t get me hard. I had always liked licking her pussy but that part of our sex life disappeared. I found I was thinking of cock when in bed with her. I don’t think she noticed but sex was a bit mechanical and unless I thought of guys I was struggling to get hard. I needed some release. I looked up a sauna that was men only one Friday when I had booked a day off. Jess was going to be working late so I had time to cover my tracks. I walked through the door of the sauna, and a very obviously gay guy served me, eyeing me up . ‘ you will be popular in here’ he said as he handed me a towel and locker key.’ Let me know if I can help’ . I mumbled a ‘thanks’ as I followed his directions. In the locker area there were two older guys changing. I began to change, not quite sure of the etiquette. ‘ not seen u here before’ one of them remarked, ‘ no erm this is my first time’ I said quietly. ‘Married?’ The other asked. ‘Er I have a girlfriend yes’ ‘but you’re gay right?’ The questions continued. I nodded. ‘Good, admitting it is the first step. Stick with us we’ll show you round’ the taller guy said whilst patting my ass. I looked at the other guy and he was naked showing his erection. It wasn’t very long but his cock was really thick with a big mushroom head. ‘ just do what comes naturally’ the first guy said. Harry here loves younger guys sucking his cock. I was ushered towards Harry. Instinctively I knelt and took his cock in my mouth, and started sucking. ‘ yes he is very definitely a fag ‘ Jack’ said Harry. ‘Come, we will go somewhere a bit more private’ Joe led me by the hand along a passageway, until the room opened up with doors. Jack and Harry led me into one. ‘Lie down’ Jack ordered. I lay on the large plastic coated mattress as Jack and Harry took control. Jack started working on my cock as Harry thrust his cock in my mouth, forcing me to gag a little. ‘Where were we, oh yes, you were sucking an old man’s cock like the slutty little fag that you are’ Harry whispered in my ear. ‘ was loving this, I had endured three weeks of straight sex and was unfulfilled but this was what I wanted. I felt a coldness on my ass then felt my ass being opened by one then two fingers. My legs were forced apart and pushed up, completely exposing my hole. Harry was pushing his fat cock further down my throat as I felt my ass stretch to accommodate Jack’s cock. He started hammering my ass, much harder than I had experienced before. I gasped, and Harry took this as an opportunity to shove his cock even further down my throat. It want long before I felt Harry’s cock flex and my mouth was flooded with Harry’s cum. I swallowed greedily. ‘That’s a whole week’s load for you, slut’ I heard Jack grunt and could sense he was also cumming in my ass. This was good, was this my future? within seconds of cumming both guys got off me, grabbed their towels and left the cabin, like apparitions. I was left, used and with a strangers cum seeping out of my ass. I was just standing up and starting to play with my hard cock when the camp guy from reception sneaked in. ‘Look, I’m on a break so I’ve not a lot of time, but you’re kinda cute, don’t waste that hard on, wanna fuck me ? ‘ the reception guy just shrugged out of his shorts and bent over the mattress. My cock brain took over again as I felt his ass. He had already lubed and I slid my cock in easily. ‘I was new to topping but felt reception guys ass gripping my cock. This was much better than fucking pussy , I thought as I built up rhythm. ‘Cum in me please’ reception guy said as he felt me getting close ‘ with pleasure’ I grunted as I came feeling my cock explode in him. I felt as though I hadn’t cum like that in ages. ‘Mmm you can visit here again ‘ reception guy said as he pulled up his shorts, and disappeared as quickly as he had appeared. I was sated, went back to the lockers and changed. I felt the cool air on my face as I walked down the street., through the gay village. I was starting to feel like this was going to be home for me, but not yet. I had plenty of time to get home, shower and remove the evidence of the evening, I just hoped Jess wasn’t feeling horny when she got home, as my mind was just fixated on cock at the moment………… to be continued

This neg guy messaged me on BBRT. He was specifically looking to convert to Poz. During our exchange of messages I explained to him that I am now very unwell, and as a consequence my home is an utter filthy mess. That didn't deter him. Now for the real test of his authenticity ... If he wanted what I could give him, he would do some housework for me, and help me have a bath to wash my wasting skinny body. He agreed. We arranged for him to visit the following day. The next day came, and he messaged asking if we were still on. OK, he was serious! I gave him my address, and told him I would leave the door off of the latch so he could just come in. 6pm arrived, he was bang on time. He entered my living room where I was watching TV. I hit the mute button. He was as his photos suggested, well built rugby build, clean shaven. A very handsome 27 year old. 'Hey Sexy'. 'Hello Sir'. 'Strip naked. Keep your trainers on,'. He did as instructed. Although once I saw he was wearing a tight hugging Jock Strap I ordered he leave that on too. 'Come over here between my legs, facing away from me'. Again, he obeyed. And I had a good grope of his sweet neg ASS. 'NICE. Very Firm'. I ordered he clean my bathroom, mop and hoover floors, and gather the huge lot of rubbish scattered all over the place as a result of not being in the best of health. After cleaning in his Jock & Trainers he ran me a bath. As he washed me we spoke ... 'Is this what you want to end up like, sick and decrepit?' 'Yes Sir. It might seem crazy to most, but, it is what I need. What I deserve. And I want to know for sure who my 'Gifter' is, so I can remember him fondly, always carrying a piece of him inside me'. Having bathed me, he dried my scrawny pale body. Naked, dry, and with finally a good wash I walked into my now tidier living room, stood in front of the TV and began channel flicking . The rugby build boy without a word knelt before me, took my flaccid Dick into his mouth, pulled on my balls. I was in no time very hard. With one hand controlling the remote, the other held behind his head as I rocked my hips. I threw the remote to the floor as I got more and more turned on, now with both hands pulling his face in tightly as I began fucking his face. Out of breath I pulled out, stood back so he could see me full length... 'You sick Bastard coming here to get converted ... This REALLY what you want?' 'Oh GOD YES Sir. Destroy me and my future'. 'You sick nasty pig'. His face lit up when I said that, as he nodded in agreement with a big happy smile on his face. I took him to the bedroom where I had a vinyl play-sheet ready on the floor. He brought his little rucksack with him, from which he took out a toothbrush, he handed it to me and got on all 4's. 'Make me bleed Sir'. 'You are one fucked up pig'.

NTA. And I say this as someone who'd probably end up in the same situation as that guy, as I'm painfully reluctant to "make the move" in person. I recognize that in situations where there's any sort of competition for [whatever], I'm more likely than not to lose out. But I recognize that's my problem, not the problem of the guy(s) who move faster or more assertively. As you correctly assessed, he's looking for someone to blame for his own shortcomings. He needs to look inward.

Oh my gosh… this is so hot. I love your stories. Please keep this going.

Moderator's Note: This is a very old thread. It predates the prohibition against AIDS Fetish, that is fetishizing progressing to full blown AIDS. I would probably have let it slide, but the comments show that this is where the discussion is going to lead. I am not going to delete the thread, but no further discussion is allowed.

This was discussed ad nauseum in one of the porn threads. Bottom line is that some guys like to see the cum shot, even their own, and so they pull out. Some don't. If it's important to you to take the load in your ass, TELL THE FUCKING TOP BEFOREHAND. Expecting him to read your mind and know what you want and what will be "a disappointment" is lame.

Good. I wanna see that in person. 😝

Chapters 1 and 2 hot hot hot as always, I had to clean up for work cannot wait to read chapter3 to night!

PART 2: WHY DID I JUST COME BACK That mother fucker was right. The last time you've heard from me was a hard stop to a story, but My ass needed to heal a lil bit. 😈 When I was finally able to walk out that door i did! I was mad at them but made at myself. but then anger turned into horniness. then my cock was rock hard again. he was watching me and laughing as I groped my leaking cock as I walked away. he instant messages me and says: IM from BBDaddyD: haha you r walking away hard aren't you. told you slut boy. now listen very closely, your hot ass and boy body be here in 3 days on Saturday night by 7pm. see you then my whore boy. IM BBDaddyD: why would you think I'd do that!!!! It's going to take a week to come back from that. IM from BBDaddyD: 1. IM GIVING YOU 1...1 PASS. DONT EVER SPEAK BACK AT ME LIKE THAT AGAIN. but....i get it. il reschedule the party for next week. is that enough time princesses hole to bounce back. and yes you may respond nicely or il come out that door and pound your hole in your car! To BBDaddyD: Thank you daddy for the time to heal. you said i could answer and I did but how many people will be at this party next week? From BBdaddyD: 😈😈😈 let's just say if your walkin and feeling this way after just the 2 of us, il make sure to make up the spare room cu you might not walk for days baby boy. after he sent me that. my mind was in so many places, I got hard thinking of more than just them 2, then my butt hole twitched thinking out all the cocks they know??? fuck some so dirty those 2 wouldn't touch them. I hope they like me enough not to invite to many skeevy men. what am I saying, all of them are that way. but as I drive home I start moving things around so I make sure to be there for them .. wait what the fuck???? -------2 DAYS BEFORE PARTY------ FW: EMAIL FROM- BBDaddyD PpozZ CluubB Presents: 😈Pozzing of The Boy who got away.😈 // POZZING GANGBANG PARTY// <<<<<Featuring the bottom slut hole, no load refused Connor CumCumDboy. and below that was a pic of me with his friend balls deep and fuck I was passed out! that musta been when he rammed in and the shock put me out. so I keep scrolling. Remember if you haven't paid pay today or no entry. that means you greggy!!! lol And remember! NO CONDOMS ALLOWED!! OTHER RECREATIONAL SUBSTANCES MUST BE DONE IN THE LOCKER ROOM BATHROOMS OR DOWN IN THE DUNGEON SUB BASEMENT AND AGAIN!! THANKS FOR BEING MEMEBERS OF THE: PpozZ CluubB -------------------TO BE CONTINUED---‐-----------

@AirmaxUK thanks for the shout out! I have a couple thoughts while unpacking this, that first is when sissy’s wear women’s clothing or something effeminate, it helps aid them with the headspace. In contrast, it seems you did not want to be a rugby player, or dress up to be a make believe one, perhaps you wanted to be the guys who wore those uniforms, smell them. Maybe some role playing, but seems there’s deeper psychological aspects involved. I’ve always been attracted to shiny clothing, I don’t know where it comes from. My best guess is seeing a catsuit for the 1st time in a movie as a young boy and my eyes were fixated. Also, I’m sure I saw some shiny hooker boots somewhere as a kid and that stuck out to me. I also was attracted to shiny pvc pool inflatables as a kid. So, collectively it all stuck.

"sometimes the subconscious makes decisions for us." What a great line in a fuckin hot 🔥 and awesome story. My subconscious made a similar decision about 20 years ago. Difference is I knew before leaving home I wanted to get knocked up with that nights bathhouse visit. I found a newly poz guy with a huge viral load. He was reluctant but relented and entered me without protection. He kept telling me he didn't want to cum in my ass. I did everything I could to make sure he would and succeeded. I left the bathhouse wondering on the one hand, why the fuck did I do that? On the other hand realizing that had been the best fuck of my life and how proud of myself for fallowing through with such a hair brained plan. Within a week and a half I awoke with what I knew was the fuck flu. Your line captures what I've been realizing and growing more and more comfortable with over the years. Fuckin A, awesome story man! Beautifully written ! The subconscious needs what the subconscious needs and no good sense is going to get in it's way. 💊 unprotected 🍑 magnet for ☠️🍆 &☣️☣️☣️☣️☣️☣️☣️💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦💦 I so look forward to reading more of your great story telling!

I love the sex tap of Joe Somebody deflowering Kyle Wild. It's one of those porn clips I go back to over and over again. Kyle chokes on Joe's big cock and has such an inocent tear in his beautiful pleading big brown eyes. The faceshots are so frequent and beautiful, especially as he grimaces to take Joe's big raw cock up the ass. Even though it's probably not the case I always believe Kyle is loosing his anal virginity. So fuckin hot. I came across a Squirt profile in a neighboring city that instantly got my attention. The profile pic is his naked front torso, chin to just above his cock. Amazing yoga fit 52 year old Indian. So much like a similar shoot of Kyle Wild. I struck an instant boner. If this young guy in a neighboring town has a Kyle cute face I suspect being with him will be like magically being in that sextape. Accept unless it's a mutual bb flip fuck I don't want Joe's roll. I read on. He's a naturist. Big plus for this nudist. And he does yoga and erotic message. I quickly read his reviews. They all got my juices flowing. Versitil6e with hints of bareback. All reviews are glowing ... both his message and sexual skills. I send an initial hello chat, 'he looks sexy and I'm interested in a message. ' I suspect with the age difference he might ignore me. He doesn't and sends a greeting. I open my private pics and ask for his. He's a non'paying member so asks that I send pics in the chat. I ask if there's anything he wants to see in particular. I let him know I have lots. 'Your most risqué. ' Bingo. I like this guys choice. I send a pic of me nude, full frontal on a beach, one of a big cock in my mouth, nothing hiding my face, a raw cock in my ass, and the aftermath of my ass with cum dripping out my hole. I've had this blatantly bb display end chats on Squirt before.I'm anticipating he could block me. Not this guy. Bingo, he loves them ... says I'm fuckin hot. My body floods with happy endorphins! I query, any free upcoming 'erotic message ' appointments? I don't even consider asking his prices. If I can be naked with his beautiful body price is no issue. He's right back to me, ' 3 p.m. day after tomorrow ' and sends me the address. Fuckin A! I can barely keep my mind on anything for the next two days. I clean out and give myself lots of time to get to his place. No way I'm going to risk being late. I park on the street as instructed and find my way to the basement suite entrance on the back of the house. Simple, modern, incredibly tidy apartment. He welcomes me wearing only a beautiful surong which compliments his beautiful dark skinned dancer body. If it's at all possible he has a more inocent cute face than Kyle. His genuine ear to ear smile with perfect teeth relaxed me instantly. And his big saucer, like warm brown eyes look deep into my soul. 💯 % of his attention is on me and he wants to be certain I know it with every cell and fiber of my being. As he leads me into his message room he drops his wrap. A flawless bubble but dusted with fine black hair draws me in. The room is decorated with a simple Indian theme and a gentle curle of smoke rises from insence in the corner. Soft cytar music plays. I'm invited to sit in a huge cushion chair which embraces me and offered a cup of jasmine tea. I feel invited into the womb of creation! We chat very casually with lots of comfortable silence while we sip our tea. He's been sitting cross legged on the floor and now stands offering to help me to my feet. I'm invited to strip. Would I like him to give me privacy, stay and watch, or perhaps he could undress me? Da, i chose the last you probably guessed. He started by gently running his hand over my hairy chest. I always have extra buttons undone. Each of my nipples were gently tweaked. Great start! He slowly undid the rest of my buttons clearly exploring and inspecting with delight my hairy torso, clearly no judgement of my slightly bulging dad belly, in fact quite the opposite. He kissed it. My shirt was folded and placed to the side. He complimented my tan as he unfastend my shorts and as they dropped to the floor he nodded in approval; "Fuck yeah, comando and no tan line." One of his hands caressed my fuzzy bare ass the other my swiftly clubbing cock. "Mmmmmm, so tempting to go right to the sex, but you came for the message. " his soft,slightly accented warm voice. "I came for both to be perfectly honest. " He gently kissed me on the lips and said "Then is it OK if I start by giving this magnificent cock a blowjob?" I nodded but he hadn't waited for my reply. His luscious lips were already moving my foreskin to expose my sensitive cock head. My God he was talented. My full 7.5 inches was soon deep in his throat. Unlike Kyle, he seemed to have no gag reflex. Frequently his inquisitive eyes found mine seeking reassurance he was giving me a good time. Reassured he took firm grasp of my two ass cheeks and coached me to deep throat face fuck him. The harder I fucked the more he sucked and leaned into it with his entire upper body. "Oh, fuuuccckk, yeeaaaahhhh!" I blasted deep onto his tonsils. He guzzled down every drop! He took the longest time easing my cock out and gently licking it clean. Then he gracefully motioned for me to climb on the message table. He was rock hard and it was so tempting to ignore his instructions and return the favor but I climbed on the table. "Don't worry, you'll get all of this later. Now that you've released your pressure just try to relax and let me do all the work. " Try was the key word. It was challenging as his hard cock kept ending up brushing against my hands as he worked his way up down and around my naked body. I finally decided I had permission to grab hold as it so often was dangled by my open hand. He moaned his appreciation. When he stood at my head to expertly work the knots out of my shoulders he noticed my reaching open mouth and guided it in so I could suck as he worked. We both knew this was a bit counter productive to me relaxing, but what the fuck, the game was more than on. Eventually he pulled his cock out, moved back to my feet and started working them, up the back of my legs, my ass cheeks, fuckin A, yes he was now rimming my hairy hole. When he climbed on the table I prepared for a fuck, but no, copious amounts of oil were poured all over my back and he used his full torso to rub it in. I couldn't imagine being hornier and more full of anticipation. Lying full against my back his hard cock tucked in between my ass cheeks, his strong heart beat on my back, he began to whisper in my ear. "This is my favorite part of erotic message. Normally I give the guy options. I can just finger message his hole, perhaps add tounge fucking. If he wants I can play safe and suit up with an ultra thin condom. I can spice that up with a special ribbed condom for a unique sensation. I even have a cruel condom for the masochist. But I know exactly what you want." His hand then directed his raw cock head to peirce my outer ring. He knew just how long to wait before pushing in deeper, and my ass soon took control and sucked his cock in balls deep. At this stage I immediately feel relief from the initial pain. He let me relish the feel of his hot raw cock in my hole for a moment and then proceeded with my rectal anal cock message. After ten minutes he climbed off the table and invited me to lye back on a fuck bench in a convienient walk in closet. "With your permission I can video tap this portion so you have a hot vid to add to your squirt.org. He may have seemed inocent and cute, but as a business man he was a shark. A man eating shark in whose jaws I was more than willing to submit. He mounted my willing ass and for the next half hour pounded me relentlessly as I begged for more. The change of colour started in his upper chest and shoulders and then his beautiful face began to contort. "Fuck yeah man. Give it to me. Flood my hungry ass." And flood he did with massive pulses that went on and on. I began to wonder if he would ever finish. Then he collapsed totally spent on top of me panting and catching his breath for a full 5 minutes. "I don't normally ask this, but you are such a hot sexy awesome fuck, might you consider flip fucking me. I'd love to record it. " " Da, let me think. ... What's to think about? Keep the cameras rolling you sexy little bugger. " We exchanged places and as I placed my raw cock at his sweet hole I was so fuckin turned on I was afraid I'd shoot my wad before or as I pushed in. I was then distracted as he asked for lube. I didn't see any so dropped to eat his ass and fill it with spit. He was grinning from ear to ear as I reimerged and popped my sizable cock head in. He struggled with this for just a moment. Then his hole opened and sucked my raw cock in to the hilt. "Can I call you daddy?" "Sure " "Fuck me daddy, oh yeah, fuck me with that beautiful raw daddy cock. " He could tell I wasn't going to last long and urged me over the edge; "Yeah that's it daddy, cum in my brown Indian hole. Breed me with your fucking hot daddy seed. .... Fuck yeah. That's it. Plow it deeper into me. Fuuccckkk yeeaaaahhhh!" He didn't wait for me to collect myself, jumping up, laying me on the fuck bench and quickly breeding me again.. He then led me into his huge four man shower, attentively wash me down and fucked and bred me yet once again. After the second wash down I was led back to the message table and very professionally rubbed down until every muscle in my body was totally fluid and relaxed. Every joint in my body felt like jelly as I got in my car. Two days later the edited version of our sex tape arrived in my email. Everything on the fuck bench and the shower breeding were all included. I shared the video with a couple of my fuck buddies before posting it to my squirt.org. My Brazilian friend was amazed this guy lived and operated in his town. He demanded I give him the guys contact information to line up the next open appointment.

Well guys, yesterday was fantastic!!! Fuck count = 17 and load count = 8, so YTD load count has moved up to 57.

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

That's the biggest issue! I also have read many RIGID conservatives here on this website, trying to argue against progress/liberal positions but I really can't understand how someone could use a service like this, get excited for stories here (even the ones in the Backroom) and then voting for people who sign laws limiting sex freedom. And my answer is what you said: skeletons in the closet. We must keep in mind that it's not a matter of "right and left" political orientation, I personally know self-calling "leftists" who are TERF (trans excluding radical feminists) or homosexual men hating more fem-looking gay men, and so on... The truth is CONTROL. Who vote for these law with the excuses of "children protection" knows that controlling people's sexuality means maintaining these politicians' own POWER for themselves! So, they tranquilly go out and do their own business, SECRETLY, in their home garage maybe. But other people must strictly behave! I remember an episode some years ago. You know Viktor Orbân, Hungarian president? That's one of Donald's friends -needless to specify which Donald. One of Orbân's deputies, Szâjer - or whatever it's spelled, was caught by cops with 25 men, during a secretly organized parTy. That guy together with Orbân is (was?) one of most determined to have the Hungarian anti-LGBT laws approved, strict opponent of same-sex marriage, then he had a 25 men orgy with him involved! So, I say, WTF... Why the fuck couldn't this man live his life freely, with even 50 men if he wanted to, but without ruining others' lives with restrictive laws? Those laws are a self-punishment? A form of envy? "If I suffered when I was young, others must suffer as well"... Here in Europe the situation is scary, Orbân guides a parliament group who label themselves as sovereignists, there are so many fucked up minds inside! The President I describe in my fantasy stories is an angel, compared to them.

I saw this and wanted to talk about a recent preloaded/ multi loaded experience. I recently met this guy online and spoke several times. He is undetectable but He said his biggest fetish is unloading in preloaded holes. several times i texted him and asked if he could meet. Last time he said, Get loaded and ill fuck you. I made arrangements to meet him at noon , and met a regular friend who i knew could host and load me almost any day at 10. When i met my regular, He delivered as usual , pretty fast he loaded me up.. I was laying on the bed when he figured he was done but i really wanted to make sure that my friend who wanted me preloaded was happy. I told me regular i needed more today and he asked why. I told him i had a new friend who wanted me pre loaded. This turned him on as we got back on the bed. He insisted that i get him hard again by licking his ass. i positioned down under his ass and went to town.. A few min later he flipped me over and jammed it in my already loaded hole. He said ‘ I will fill you up again’ He threw my legs over his shoulders and pounding my allready leaking hole, filling me up once again . He then got off me and said ‘ get the fuck out of here, go get that sloppy hole filled again, and when your done call me’ I left his place thinking, was he pissed off, but i was on a mission. I arrived at the guy from the internet's place just on time, as i drove there , my underwear was wet from cum leaking out. He greeted me and told me to come in get nude and get on the bed. He mounted me quickly from behind, moaning as he inserted it in. He made a comment ‘no lube needed, nice and wet’ holding it place for a min i felt the cum running down my taint. He pumped hard for a few minutes unloading, I felt him pulse inside me..He said I can go, i dressed and left. completley filled. I called my regular , and he asked about it. He said ‘good, now come here again cause i like preloaded holes to. final out come 4 loads..

Justifying bareback is actually pretty easy. Many of us who do, simply believe that the benefits outweigh the risks. Personally, I used condoms for a couple of decades. When PrEP became available, I jumped for it. In my estimation, the risk of harm from it is clearly outweighed by the quality of life benefit I get from going bare. Nothing in life is safe. Every action you take has some risk attached to it. But the early 21st century developed world, even for sexually active MSM, is a whole lot safer than some people would have you believe.

Last Sunday I was bent over the bench in the darkroom, being used by all and sundry. There was a bit of a lull, then I realised two guys were taking turns to use me. I heard one whispering something to the other. After a little while, they told me to follow them into cubicle. They were both younger guys and seriously sexy. As I've said before, I like to consider myself decent looking, but I don't have a good body and I'm an older guy, so I figured once they saw me they might change their minds. They didn't. I got on all fours on the mat, at which point one said "we want to double penetrate you". I instantly started dripping precum. I'd never been DP'd (I'd done it to another guy once), but I'd been fucked quite a lot that day and I was keen. After a bit of trying different positions, one lay on his back, told me to squat down onto his cock, then lean forward onto him. Then his other half eased his cock inside my now gaping hole. That worked for a little while and I was really hoping they both cum in me at the same time, but after a while it just became a bit awkward. I did wonder if two cocks in me at the same time might split my hole, but I was fine (making it clear my cumdump work over the last few months have served me well). In hindsight, I think the best way (as they were both pretty well hung) would have been in they were both on their back, arse to arse/cock to cock, with me lowering myself down onto both cocks being held together. If I ever have the chance to do it again. I'll remember that!

When I was a very twinky 20 something I regularly hooked up with “generous” men. It was fun. And I did it mostly to see if I could.

Just take all loads and let others use your body for their pleasure. Sounds like a dream to me 🙂

love to take loads as toxic as they will be never refuse

Chapter 5 I entered Brad’s house the same way as I usually did, under darkness. Once in his main room, the tv was on again, showing a guy in a sling. ’Underss’ came the command . I quickly stripped. I stood there whilst Brad inspected me. ‘ the piercings look good, the tattoo is a good choice. Now put this on’ . He handed me a harness. I was a little awkward, I hadn’t used one before but had seen them in the gay porn I had been watching. ‘You will get used to wearing this and not a lot else when you are bottoming for guys. You can take this , you will have to hide it from your girlfriend. If she is still your girlfriend when she returns’ Brad commanded. My thoughts were scrambling, I hadn’t missed Jess , but wasn’t sure what I felt anymore. ‘Kneel’ I knelt and sucked Brad s cock as it appeared in front of me. I then had more poppers pushed in front of my face. ‘Inhale’ I did so. My head swam as Brad’s muscular arms lifted me up. He put a blindfold on me and led me to another room. I was disorientated, as Brad positioned me into what I worked out was a sling. My arms and legs were tied in silence. ‘Have you been using the butt plug?’ ‘Yes Sir’ I replied, eagerly. ‘Good, keep using it, I want you to get used to your ass being stretched and filled’ my teacher continued. ‘ I am going to gradually stretch your ass so eventually it will be able to take anything and everything. I think you want that don’t you?’ I nodded automatically ‘yes sir’ I felt cold fingers pushing into my hole, first one then two. Some cold lube was being worked in me, then a third finger. More lube and I felt a fourth. My ass felt fully stretched as Brad started pushing his four fingers in and out slowly. I grunted as I felt as though I was splitting apart as Brad’s hand started moving in and out faster. ‘I’m going to stretch you, it may bleed a little first time but nothing to worry about. You will want more until you can take a fist’ he explained as he picked up pace and started pummelling my hole, before suddenly pulling out. Before I could catch my breath, his hand was replaced by his cock, the temporary empty feeling immediately changing to feeling my ass full of cock. ‘ you are a natural’ Brad continued’ I’ve not had many pupils as eager as you to change. I can tell you just love cock and it won’t be long before you are living a new life’ Brad picked up pace, grabbing my harness as he pushed his cock deep in me. I felt helpless in the sling, my ass feeling full with cock as Brad used my hole. ‘Here comes today’s load ‘ he grunted as he came, holding me onto his cock as he pushed deep one last time. Brad slowly withdrew, and untied the bonds. ‘Dress, put your sweatshirt on over the harness. Keep that on, there is someone I’d like you to meet. You drive, I’ll direct you. I slipped on my joggers and sweatshirt, over the harness. Despite my hole being wet with cum, I felt sexy with it on. Brad directed me on a fifteen minute drive, to a local hospice. ‘I want you to meet my teacher. Bob . taught me what I’m teaching you. He made me who I am. He’s not well now but the nurses will allow us a little time with him. ‘ I followed Brad through the entrance and to a private room. ‘ I’ve brought you my newest student Bob’ Brad said as I followed him into the room. ‘Be good to him’ I looked at Bob. He was lying on a bed in his pyjamas. He was bald and looked thin and gaunt. His skin was blotchy and he clearly wasn’t well. I presumed he had cancer, but didn’t want to ask as he may have not wanted to talk about it ‘Hello son’ he whispered. Brad said ‘ I’ve got to check something with the nurses, be back in ten’ and popped out of the door. ‘Come here, I’ve heard about you’ Bob said quietly. I walked up to the side of his bed. ‘Let me show you something boy’ Bob said. He pushed back the covers and was naked from the waist down. But what grabbed my attention was his cock. It wasn’t very thick but it was really long, a good ten inches, and hard. ‘This has given me a lot of pleasure over the years, even if it got me in here’ he said as he started wanking his cock. I was mesmerised . ‘ I hear you love cock’ Bob said. ‘Play with an old man’s cock for me. It’s ok the nurses allow me privacy when I have a visitor’ instinctively I held out my hand and gripped around his cock, massaging it gently. Some precum oozed from the tip. My cock brain was taking over. My own cock was stiff in my joggers as I naturally lowered my head to suck on Bob’s cock. I savoured the taste as I wanked him ,. I felt Bobs hand feeling my bum, and as I continued sucking, I felt Bob slide my joggers down, allowing my stiff cock to spring free. I closed my eyes as I worked his cock, one of Bobs hands stroking my own cock, the other sliding over my ass, before a finger snaked between my cheeks and slid smoothly onto my hole, the cum leaking out of my ass acting as lube. ‘Looks like I’m not the first in your hole tonight’ Bob whispered. I looked up, noticing for the first time a scorpion tattoo just like Brad’s on Bob’s abdomen. ‘climb up here on the bed’Bob said . I shrugged off my joggers and climbed on the bed, straddling Bob, my cock rock hard as Bob leaned forwards to take it in his mouth. I closed my eyes again as Bob expertly sucked my cock and fingered my hole shoving two fingers roughly in me. He stopped sucking and said ‘ Just gently sit back, let my cock slide in. I positioned the head at the entrance to my hole and lowered myself on him, impaling myself on his extra long pole. It slid in easily. My cock brain was in full flow as I picked up rhythm as I rode Bob. Before too long Bob whispered’ I’m nearly there, you will remember this fuck, let me cum in you’ I plunged down one last time on Bobs cock as he twitched, and I could feel him unload. I suddenly became aware of my surroundings as I slipped off him and climbed off the bed, quickly putting on my joggers and trainers. ‘thank you son, you’ve made an old man happy, and I hope I gave you what you wanted’ Bob whispered, holding my hand. ‘You did, your cock is incredible’ I replied, slightly missing the nuance of his words. Brad entered soon after and just asked me to step outside whilst he he’d a few words in private. I couldn’t believe what I had just done. I was becoming a total cock whore, sucking and fucking any cock I saw. I would have to rein this in when Jess got back I thought, as Brad came out of the room. we walked back to the car in silence, with my mind racing. I loved the harness, my piercings and tattoos, I has to think carefully where I was heading. I dropped Brad off and drove home, where I slipped my own fingers in my hole to work some of the cum that was leaking out of me back in , before I showered. to be continued ………..

Just the cock. Who cares as long as that cock enters your mouth

Author note: Sorry guys, I wasn't happy with this chapter so I rewrote it a few times. It's also long so I broke it into 3 parts. Chris, Part 1 Matt met Chris on AOL. Chris was a law student living about 100 miles away. Chris was really hot – 5’7”, muscular, small waist, and smart – worked out all the time. Matt was amazed that Chris was interested in him. Matt was typing away in their chat, flirting, and trying to get Chris to send pics. Chris refused to send any x pics, but said he would chat with Matt on cam. Matt did not have a webcam. He thought they were expensive. More than that, Matt knew he would really get into the cyber sex he was having if he was showing off. After all, while Matt had self-confidence issues, he knew he was a sexy, young twink that got fucked regularly. Matt knew he would want to show guys his ass as he begged then to fuck him in cyber sex sessions. Matt was afraid it would go that far. He didn’t want those videos getting around. Chris and Matt kept chatting. Matt found himself disappointed when Chris was not online at night. Chris was a law student. Matt knew he read and studied a lot. More disappointing was that Chris didn’t want to have cyber sex with Matt. But he lived almost 90 minutes away. Matt didn’t want to travel 90 minutes to see Chris after work and then 90 minutes to come home. Chris popped on one night and while they chatted, Chris turned on his cam. Matt could see Chris. He looked a bit nerdier than Matt expected and had a small stutter, but Chris was so sexy. Chris was shirtless during their chat. Matt’s cock got hard. He thought Chris might show off for him. Instead, Chris said he wanted Matt’s address so he could send him a gift – a webcam – so they could chat. Matt agreed and, against his better judgment, gave this relative stranger his address. Matt was nervous for a few days, half expecting a murderer or rapist to show up. Instead, the webcam showed up and Matt hooked it up to his computer. Matt sent Chris an email saying he received it and had set it up. Chris said he wanted to chat that night at 11pm. It was 7pm so Matt went for a run and was home by 8pm. Matt was horny. He got online and started a sexy cyber sex session with a guy – Matt was stripped down to only his briefs. He slipped them off when he was chatting with the dude. Matt was quickly riding the guy’s dick in their chat and the guy was saying he was close to cumming. Matt typed “cum in my ass” to the guy. Just then a screen from Chris popped up and Matt opened it and without knowing he was opening his camera – Chris’s face popped up. Matt also saw his own screen slightly smaller showing his naked body. Matt quickly turned his chair away. He was so embarrassed that Chris had seen him naked. Chris laughed and said, “Guess I caught you by surprise. Sorry I am early. I was excited to see you online.” Matt said hi and apologized. Chris convinced Matt to turn around to let him see again. Chris showed Matt his fat, short cock in return. Matt said, “I want you to fuck me.” Chris said, “Come visit and I will.” Matt stroked his cock and said, “I will this weekend if you want.” Chris said, “Bring condoms and lube because I’ll be fucking your sexy ass so much that we are going to need them.” Matt jokingly said, “Don’t you have any?” Chris responded, “I do but you are so sexy we are going to run out.” Matt said, “What’ll we do if we run out?” Chris said, “Guess we will find out.” Matt and Chris laughed and flirted for another 20 minutes. The boys made plans to see each other that weekend. Matt was in the car headed to Chris on Friday evening. He arrived in time for dinner. He rang the doorbell in a tight t-shirt, tight jeans, and a baseball cap. A guy answered the door who was not Chris. Matt was surprised. The guy introduced himself as Chris’ roommate. He was tall, handsome, dark curly blonde hair, blue eyes, and had a sexy athletic body. From behind the sexy guy, Chris bounded toward Matt and the door. Chris said, “I’m glad you came.” Chris pulled Matt into a hug. Matt enjoyed feeling the shorter, muscular body against him. Chris and Matt had dinner, returned to the apartment, watched a movie with the roommate and then went to bed. Matt showered and then Chris showered. Matt was in his briefs when Chris came to bed. Matt and Chris talked awkwardly as Chris turned out the lights and Chris got in bed naked. Chris and Matt kissed and then Matt felt Chris’ hands pulling his briefs off. Chris got on top of Matt and kept kissing him. Their bodies pressed together as Chris pressed his hard cock into Matt’s cock and rubbed them together. They rolled around and made out. Then Matt grabbed Chris’ cock and stroked it. Matt went down on it and sucked Chris. Chris leaned back and let Matt work his cock with his mouth. Chris moaned as Matt worked his cock. Chris wanted to work Matt’s ass so Matt and Chris worked into an awkward 69 and Chris started eating Matt’s hole. Matt and Chris kept this up until Chris had pushed Matt too far from his cock. Chris was now fingering and tongue fucking Matt’s ass expertly – far better than this shy guy should know how to do. Matt was in awe of how good this felt. Matt told Chris that he was making him feel amazing. Chris flipped Matt onto his back, head on the pillows, lifted Matt’s legs and dove back into his hole. Matt gasped. He was getting so wet and felt so open with his legs spread wide. Matt obliged Chris by holding his legs open in a wide V. Chris said, “Just like that. Let me inside you.” Chris kept eating Matt’s hole and then would finger him some more. Alternating his tongue and fingers, Chris had Matt open so he was taking 4 fingers. Matt felt full with the fingers, then empty when they were withdrawn, then wet and moaning when the tongue was re-inserted. Matt was sure he was wide open now. Chris came up and kissed Matt. Matt’s legs were still spread. Matt felt Chris strong back. It felt so good. Matt’s tall, slim, runner’s frame felt engulfed by Chris’ muscular body. Matt and Chris were intensely making out. Chris hard cock was pressed on Matt’s ass. Matt knew it was there. Matt adjusted slightly, hoping the cock would slide in him. Then, just at it had with “geek-chic” the first night Matt had taken it bareback, Chris bare cock slipped in Matt’s unprotected ass. Matt moaned and grabbed Chris’ muscular ass pulling him inside deeper. Chris pushed his cock all the way inside Matt. Chris moaned, “Fuck. Should I pull out? I’m not wearing a condom.” Matt said, “Not unless you want to.” Chris proceeded to fuck Matt for a few minutes and then said, “I’m cumming in you.” Chris rolled off Matt and said, “That was great.” Chris then sucked Matt off, didn’t swallow, and the boys fell asleep.

Chapter 2 We arrived at Martin’s level, Martin said goodbye and left the elevator. I still had a raging hard-on and my hole needed some cum tonight. So I pulled out my iPhone and checked Grindr. There were some young guys very close but since my first sex I was into daddies. So I closed Grindr and checked Scruff instead. There was one hot daddy very close - he must have used the hotel wifi too. He was not as hot as Martin. I did not really like his smile but I liked the grey hair, the blue sunglasses he was wearing and the small belly you could see through his shirt. He must be airline staff too as this hotel was primarily used by airlines. I guessed he was senior cabin attendant. He had been offline for more than five hours, so I did not expect him to be at the hotel anymore. Nevertheless I woofed him. Maybe I was lucky. I wished the flight attendant a good night and left the elevator at my level. I had to walk quite a distance to my room, so I checked Scruff multiple times. I saved his profile as favourite as the cabin attendant hadn’t logged in yet. He used the name Bjørn on Scruff so I googled it and found out that it was a Scandinavian first name meaning bear. Did that mean he is hairy? I’d appreciate that. I arrived at my room, unlocked the door and started to undress while walking in. I usually didn’t wear any clothes at home or in a hotel room. I loved to let my pierced dick be free. About a year ago I decided I wanted to have a prince albert piercing. So after thinking about it for some days I went to a shop and got it. The first day I immediately regretted the decision as it didn’t stop bleeding - especially not if I got hard which happened very easily. Luckily after one day and with the help of a friend who was a surgeon the bleeding stopped and I loved playing with the ring. Luckily the ring usually didn’t trigger the sensors at the airport. So now I was lying on my bed, stroking my hard cock, playing with my hole when the room phone suddenly ringed. I jumped a bit as it was very late and I hadn’t expected someone to call me. I answered the phone and smiled when I heard Martin’s voice. “Uhm hey pal… I feel really awake now and thought we could do the briefing for our flights tomorrow now so we could sleep long.” I totally wasn’t interested to talk about our fuel calculations or specials about the flights at 1am in the morning but my cock told me I should go. “Sure, sounds great. I’ll be at your room in about 5 minutes.” - “Awesome! I’m looking forward to it!” I jumped into my shorts again - but this time without any underwear -, grabbed my shirt and flight bag and walked out of my room. It felt like an eternity walking to Martin’s room and my shorts were full of pre-cum when I arrived. Martin immediately opened his door when I knocked and was still wearing his clothes from our “date” at the bar. His gaze went from my face down to my bulge and stayed on the wet spot of pre-cum. He smiled when he asked me in. I realized his flight bag was still packed away. I leaned forward to open mine and my shorts slipped down a bit, giving Martin a perfect view of my ass crack. “So what do you want to talk about first?” Martin did not answer and I caught him staring at my crack. “Well… I want to be honest with you. I didn’t call because of the briefing.” I looked at him and I loved his insecurity. I stepped closer, feeling his breath on my face. I took his big palm and kissed him. It took him some time to get used to it but when the ice broke he became like a wild bear. His tongue when so deep into my mouth I had to step back a bit. Martin grabbed the back of my head and kept on kissing me deep. My cock started dripping again and it felt as if my shorts were already soaked in pre-cum. After what felt like an eternity Martin let got of me and pushed me on his bed. He took off his shirt and I gasped. “Oh fuck!” There it was - the perfect dad bod. He did not have a six-pack but a nice round belly. Above the belly there were some thick tits with big nipples. He had a healthy skin tone but that didn’t matter anyway as everything was covered with black fur - even his shoulders. I loved every inch of it and started to take of my shirt when Martin took my hands. “Let your daddy do this for you!” Holy shit. He was into dad-son-roleplay. I knew I would do everything to get his load up my ass. I did not bring any of my special condoms that used to break when the top fucked an ass. So I tried to think of any possibility to break one of his condoms without him realizing but was so distracted by the view I could not grab a thought. Martin’s left hand played with my crack while his right hand took of my shirt. When it was off he licked my nipples. I usually was not into titplay but I loved his tongue on me so I encouraged him to go on. Martin licked all over my chest and opened my shorts. He pulled them down and when my bent pierced cock jumped out he stared at it and just said “Wow”. In the next second my cock was down his throat. He easily took it all the way in and massaged it with his tongue. It felt good and bad at the same time. It was obvious that Martin had sucked cock before but not recently and especially not a pierced cock. I didn’t want to discourage him so I just closed my eyes. After some time Martin grabbed me by my hips and just turned me around. He started massaging my back which I loved as I just liked being touched by him. He kept a good pace and the perfect strength to relax the muscles. It just felt great and I realized I drifted away until he touched my butt and spread my cheeks. “Uhm Martin I haven’t taken a shower and I’m not cleaned out.” - “Good boy, I like it spicy”. He dived into my ass and started licking my hole. It was exactly what I needed. At first he just licked it but after some time he pushed his tongue into my hole and tongue-fucked it. “You like that, son?” - “Yes dad, please keep on going.” - “Push it out. I want to taste it all.” I started pushing and Martin just kept on licking. I hadn’t done anything like this before but already loved it. He licked some of his fingers and stuck them in my hole. I don’t know how long he kept licking and finger-fucking my hole but when he stopped I begged him to keep on going. “Easy boy. I think you’ll love what’s next.” I heard him unzip his trousers and wanted to turn around when he slapped my butt. “Don’t turn around boy. You will lick it clean afterwards and then you can see it!” I did what he told me and just presented my hole. He slapped his cock on my hole and pushed the head in. “Ouch!” It was too dry and hurt a bit, so he took his cock out. He spat on his hand and rubbed it all on his dick before pushing it in again. It felt perfect. It filled my hole and I never wanted it to leave it again. He kept a slow pace in the beginning. “Dad please fuck me.” - “Oh I will son. I definitely will!” He started fucking harder and harder and pressed my face down into the sheets. I felt like a worthless slut. I loved it! “Oh boy, here it comes. I will fill your spicy hole with my cum!” He groaned and I felt his cock injecting his seed into my ass. He broke down on top of me and just stayed there for a long time. I felt exhausted and empty when he pulled his cock out of my ass. “Turn around son!” I did as I was told and could see his cock for the first time. It was thick and uncut with big hairy balls and still stood straight ahead. I could see it was full of ass juice, cum and a bit of blood and it was clear he had fucked me bareback. “Lick it clean son!” I did as I was told and loved it. After his cock was clean again he took me in the arm and we just laid there until we fell asleep. I woke up in the middle of the night when my iPhone sent me a notification that Bjørn had woofed me and written me a message. I ignored it and laid back down on Martin’s big hairy chest. He played with my hole and stuck a finger up it before we fell asleep again.