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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.”

I was gagging for it. Maybe it was the weather, or just something in the water, but I had finished early for the day and as soon as I was home I was preparing myself for a fuck session with nothing lined up. Maybe I was just acting on impulse but once I had washed and dried I slipped on one of my favourite jocks, a pair of long "cumdump" sport socks and a collar. As I sat idly toying with myself and hitting poppers I browsed the apps. I had been cruising for an hour or so with little to no luck. I was getting to the point of thinking, "screw it!" It was mid week and I was figuring that I was going to be horny until the weekend especially as it was early afternoon and a lot of the usual guys would be working or otherwise engaged. "Ping." A quick message appeared. "You horny, boy?" Simple, concise and to the point. "For sure. You looking to unload?" If he wasn't going to beat around the bush I wasn't going to either. It seemed we were both in need. "Got a five day load here I need to shoot. You think you can take it?" His response was quick and I don't think I've ever typed out a reply any faster. I quickly sent, "Fuck yes, you can shoot it anywhere you want!" Almost instantly he confirmed his intention. "Oh if I'm shooting it anywhere it'll be deep inside your asshole boy." I sent him my address as soon as I read this and told him I was ready and waiting. I had already closed the downstairs blinds to shut out the afternoon sun so all I had to do was wait for this stranger to let himself in and help himself to anything he wanted from me. The risk, the thrill, all of it had me squeezing my cock through the material of my jock and hitting the poppers again. I was edging before I knew it, precum soaking the pouch that was now very snug around my leaking dick. I chose to wait on my knees in the centre of my living room area. A clear view of the rear of my house would tell me of anyone approaching the back door, and anyone who did would see the ready and waiting slut if they simply stepped up to the door. After about twenty minutes I began to wonder if this was going to turn out to be a bust but then I saw a shadow, and then someone walking down the rear path. I swallowed nervously as the man walked straight up to the door and, without pause, pressed down the handle and stepped inside. A wolfiish grin flashed across his face and he gave a low whistle as he saw me kneeling, waiting for him. He closed the door and took the few paces to close the distance between us. In that time I was able to look him up and down. From my position I guessed he was about 50 or so, at least 6 feet tall with a good solid frame. The t-shirt and shorts he wore suited the weather and showed off stout, deeply tanned arms and legs. I guessed he either worked outside or spent every other minute he could in the elements. His t-shirt hugged his frame showing off a good strong chest with a slight paunch below. Strong but not self- conscious and clearly not afraid to enjoy whatever life offered him. He had a baseball cap on his head with the peak pulled low which shaded his eyes. What else I could see of his face in the dim light I knelt was as tanned as clearly the rest of him was, a dusting of salt and pepper stubble graced his chin and deep smile lines traced around his mouth. "Fucking yummy!" I thought. As he stood in front of me he wasted no time. Looking down at me he said approvingly, "Oh you are a good boy!" With one hand he unfastened his shorts and with the other he grabbed my collar and pulled my face into his crotch. I inhaled deeply his scent. The scent of his cock and balls, the scent of a man working in the heat. I moaned as his musk washed over my senses and I reached up to pull his shorts down and ot of the way. He made no effort to stop me and I soon discovered he was commando. I immediately pressed my face back up against his rapidly hardening dick and began to lap at it, savouring the light saltiness that matched his heady smell. Other than some moans of obvious pleasure he said very little, his hands held my head and he guided me where he wanted my tongue to lick and taste his skin. He had me lap and suck at his weighty ballsack and I dove into the task happily. Pressing my face up against him to breathe him in as I ran my tongue over every square millimeter of skin Pulling my head back he guided my open mouth to the head of his cock and held me there as I strained to take him between my lips. He chuckled and began lightly slapping my mouth with his cock making me push out my tongue to get a taste. He stroked and squeezed his shaft and a few drops of precum beaded from his piss slit and oozed onto my tongue where he pressed his cock head smearing that juice across my tastebuds. The taste of him teased me and he knew what he was doing. I knew he hadn't come here for a blowjob but I needed to take him in my mouth. I wanted not just to please him, but to worship this wonderful hard cock that had so quickly taken complete control of me. After a few minutes of teasing my lips and tongue with the tip he finally relented and let go of me. I fell onto his cock, hoovering it deep into my mouth and pressing my nose into his pubic bone. I took him right to the back of my throat and soaked him with my spit in one go. Pulling back I started to settle into a cocksuckers rhythm. Sliding up and down his cock with my lips and tongue slicking each inch with saliva. Taking him deep and almost sliding off the tip with every pass. I slid my hands up his thighs and could feel him tensing and releasing as he was clearly revelling in the work my mouth was doing for his dick. As I was pushing myself down onto his cock he grabbed my head and held me. He was all the way inside me pressing into my throat. I inhaled as best I could through my nose as I felt his cock throbbing. "Fuck! That was close boy." He hoarsly moaned down at me. "Nearly fucking dumped my load in your fucking mouth. I told you I intend to put my spunk in your guts another way." I started to splutter around his shaft as breathing became harder the longer he held me down and he relented and let me pull back. His cock was sloppy with my spit and stood out hard and thick from his body and I stared a little shocked that I had, just moments before, been throating it with relative ease. He was clearly now in a mood to speed things along because he grabbed my collar once again and half pulled and half threw me towards my couch where I ended up face down over the arm, my backside raised up and him quickly behind me. I tried to push up a little but I felt his hand land between my shoulder blades and with just a small but firm push he held me in place. I could feel the heat and weight of his body as he pressed upto me. The thick head of his still spit soaked cock quickly found its way up against my hole and he pressed in. Not a slam but a relentless drive forward that spread open my asshole and stretched my insides to his shape. When I felt his hips collide with my cheeks I couldn't help but moan into the couch cushions as his cock pressed my switch right up inside me. He began a slow withdraw then another slow press into me. His cock was where my entire focus was. I could feel the heat and thickness of him opening my hole and with every stroke I panted my pleasure out. Gradually he picked up his pace, my hole was open to him and he was making good on his word. He thrust harder and faster until he was slapping my ass with his hips and grunting with the effort. For my part I was trying my best to press my hole back onto his driving cock to get him as deep in me as possible. We were both grunting now, adding to the litany of fuck noises that filled the room. He was no longer holding me down but pulling on my hips as he thrust forward. His cock and my open fuckhole now working in unison to make him keep his promise. "Fuck yes boy you like this cock up your cunt don't you?" He moaned out "Fuck yes, make me take it!" Was as much as I could manage as his pounding continued. "Going to breed you boy. Going to fill you up." He started to pant and his thrusting was becoming a little ragged, hard and deep but with little irregular pauses as if he was trying to hold off and keep the fuck going as long as possible. "Please!" I moaned out. "Do it fill my cunt, fucking breed me!" "Fucking knew you'd love it boy!" He roared as he shoved me forward with his whole body, his cock was pulsing deep in my hole and I knew he was blasting jet after jet of his thick cum as far up me as he could get. I moaned as I felt him empty his balls inside me, loving the feeling of completion. He was half slumped across my back following the exersion and release of his orgasm. He was breathing heavily now and we both stayed like that enjoying the afterglow. Finally he pushed himself.upright and slowly withdrew his spent cock from my now freshly seeded hole. As he stepped back I turned and fell to my knees taking his softening cock into my mouth and sucked the flavour of our fuck from him. I sat back and grinned up at him. "Thankyou. You can do that to me anytime!" As he pulled his shorts back on and headed to the door he waved a hand and said. "Maybe, but I'm pretty sure I've given you everything I can." "Weird." I thought but he was already out the door and on his way. I tried messaging him later but his profile was gone. Nothing. It's been over a week since that amazing pump and dump experience and I woke up this morning shaking and sweaty, my lymph nodes are swollen and its all I can do to stand up. I think I understand his parting quip now.

Scientists have unveiled a potential treatment for HIV infection, about to enter human testing, that could radically change the way HIV is treated. In experiments with monkeys infected with a primate version of HIV that usually kills within weeks, the scientists injected each monkey with the new treatment, called Therapeutic Interfering Particles, or TIPs. The TIPs infect a cell that contains HIV, causing it to burst open, but releasing several times as many TIPs as HIV particles. The single injection quickly reduced HIV in the monkeys by a factor of 10,000. Moreover, at least in monkeys, it appears that one dose is enough, period - not daily, weekly, monthly, or whatever - a single dose. Obviously in humans it might require boosters, but even that would be far less repetitive and prone to failure if doses were missed. More here: [think before following links] https://www.nytimes.com/2024/08/08/science/engineered-virus-steals-proteins-from-hiv.html?unlocked_article_code=1.Bk4.BW3J.YFiQkeBu9_du&smid=url-share

I was doing well adjusting to being HIV poz and returning to my usual home, work and social life. I really didn’t need assistance, but I kept going to my weekly appointments with the cute young social worker anyway. He was just too adorable to pass up being in his presence for 45 minutes per week. Cute can come in a lot of varieties. This guy was the slightly built leprechaun variety. He couldn’t have stood over 4’8” or weighed more than 125 lbs. soaking wet. His hair and sparce short, trimmed beard were flaming red. He had no mustache. His ‘Irish eye’s are smiling’ were a twinkling emerald green. His cute little face and button nose were covered in freckles. His delicate arms were covered in a fine red fur, and a tuft of this always peaked over the top button of his shirt. Yes, he even had a slight Irish accent and a definite lilt to his tenor voice. I found myself flirting shamelessly with him. A behaviour he didn’t seem to discourage with his good-natured professionalism. I also relished in making him blush with stories of my promiscuous sexual adventures. If he was going to offer support, I wasn’t going to hide my true nature and sexuality. He blushed but he didn’t chide. He wondered if I was having more bareback sex since before I was infected. “Fuck yeah man. It’s all bareback sex now. What about you?” I asked quite inappropriately. I wasn’t even sure he was gay at this point, I just hoped. “My boyfriend and I always play safe. Even though we are committed to monogamy.” He shared, even though he didn’t have to. He checked his notes to be sure I wasn’t on meds yet then asked; “Your unmedicated, and versatile, do you find yourself bottoming and topping bareback these days.” “Fuckin A man. Since I converted ‘raw is the law’. “Do you disclose your status before topping a guy?” he queried. “I don’t top that often. But, yes … well all but once.” I confessed. “Why not that time?” he asked a bit shocked. I unfolded my little story, “We were in a darkroom. There was quite a crowd bumping about and feeling each other up. This hand took a firm grasp of my hard on. Immediately he was whispering in my ear ‘I need this in me.” In hindsight I don’t know why, but I thought he meant in his mouth. Before I could say anything, his cum lubed hairy ass was sucking in my raw cock. I was already balls deep when I was able to ask, “Are you sure about this?” “Fuck yeah man, your raw cock is amazing, go ahead, fuck me.” “But you don’t even know my status.” Him, “I don’t fuckin care.” Me, “Are you at least on PreP?” Him, “No fuckin way I’m taking that shit.” Me, “Then I better pull out.” Him, “No way, why?” Me, “I’m poz with a high viral load.” Him, “Fuck yeah, don’t pull out.” Me, “But I might knock you up, I’m newly diagnosed and very fucking toxic.” Him begging, “Fuckin A man, give me everything you’ve got.” At this point a popper bottle was placed under my left nostril and my right one pinched off. I instinctively took a deep breath. Whoever was feeding me poppers spoke into my ear, ‘take another’. I did as told and the bottle was moved and two deep breathes of the magic chemical went deep into my lungs through my right nostril. I was now flying high and started to pound the eager bottom. He begged and a growing crowd encouraged me to ‘knock him up.’ His ass contractions just kept milking my cock until I couldn’t hold back any longer. Rope after rope of my toxic cum blasted into his vulnerable neg. ass. “ The astonished social worker: “You mean he wanted you to infect him?!” “Begged me to. Who was I to deny an adult what he wanted?” “Wow. And how did it feel?” the questioning lilt. “So fucking powerful! He gave me utter control of his life and I took it and claimed it with my big raw cock and toxic babies! I fuckin loved it.” “So, you’d do it again, knock a guy up, poz him.” “Absofuckenlutely!” “No regret or quams? You don’t feel you crossed some moral line?” he couldn’t seem to give this up. “No moral regret, no quams. In fact, I’ve decided to never disclose unless asked directly before a fuck. I figure if you’re not on PreP and taking raw cock up the ass you’re chasing. I’m happy to knock up as many chasers as I get a chance before I go on meds.” “But what if some guy just slips up, gets caught up in the heat of the moment, or thinks ‘just this once, once can’t hurt’? “If my raw cock gets up his ass, that’s his problem not mine.” I’d never heard him swear; “Fuck, that’s harsh man.” Despite his seeming sense of moral concern every visit it was as if he couldn’t help himself; he would ask about my sex life and specifically my conversion to 100% bareback. I felt no shame in reporting that I was more promiscuous than ever. Despite my preference in the past to bottom I was now topping at least half of the time. Most encounters were completely anonymous, and no bottom asked my status before my raw toxic cock went into their eager holes. Only one had asked me my status after I bred him and pounded it in deep. This bottom was incredibly pissed with me; “How could you do that? I’m negative and not on PreP.” I just laughed at him:” You were negative. And you waited for a strange time to ask me. You’re just going to have to live with the outcome.” The guy had walked away sobbing, but it wasn’t my responsibility. The next social work appointment he just cut right to the chase asking, “So how many guys have you bred your toxic load into this week without telling?” “Five! Three of them told me afterward they are chasing and were over the moon happy when they knew my status and the strength of my toxicity.” Meanwhile a new profile appeared on Squirt. I wondered if it was my leprechaun social worker. The profile pic was one of those classic frontal torso nudes cut off at the neck and below the crotch with his hand attempting to hide what is clearly his erection. I’d never seen even one extra button open on his shirt, but the size, stature and flaming red body hair and bush looked unmistakable. Details in the profile included, new to this app, just looking, partner doesn’t know, extreme discretion required, fully versatile, and the confusing detail, condoms/let’s discuss. I knew my profile cock pic wouldn’t give me away so fired off a ‘hi’. Very quickly I got a simple ‘hi’ back. Me- “How’s it going?” Him- “Good thanks. Thanks for saying hi. I’m new to this.” Me- “Your welcome. Glad to help a newbie … what you looking for on hear.” Him- “Mostly just to chat. I can’t cheat on my boyfriend.” Me- “Understood.” Him- “Not that I’m not tempted to.” Me- “OK, if you want you can tell me more.” Him- “I shouldn’t, it feels like throwing him under the bus.” Me- “I wouldn’t encourage you to do that.” Him – “It’s just he’s a total bottom, so I have to top … to fuck him all the time.” Me- “Your ass is itchy for a chance to flip?” Him- “Yeah, you get it. And what’s even worse is he insists on condoms. We are monogamous and have been together for two years. Neither of us had much experience before we met. We’ve been tested several times, but he still insists. If I’m going to do all the fucking, I prefer to be able to feel what I’m doing without a rubber barrier. You understand don’t you. Looks from your profile like you bareback.” Me: “Yup, I understand. And yes, I only play raw.” Him: “You are so lucky. Do you ever top?” Me: “Sometimes” Him: “I wouldn’t, but if I were to cheat on him with you would you suite up, wear a condom? I need to get fucked.” This caught me off guard. I hadn’t gotten around to updating my status and wasn’t sure I wanted to reveal that just quite yet, especially if this was my social worker. I’d had enough time to quickly think through my response; “Since this is only theoretical, I’ll say, sure, I’d suite up. Probably not for anybody else, but for you.” Him; “Cool … and thanks for the theoretical chat.” We continued to chat over the next few weeks. It certainly made my appointments with the social worker fascinating as I continued to wonder if it was him. The day finally arrived where he asked to see my private pics. I made sure to remove anything that include my face as sent him the link, along with a request to see his. He opened his two private pics up to me. The first was a repeat of his profile pic, except this one was full frontal head to toe with no attempt to hide his cute leprechaun face or his amazing proportionately large erect cock. No wonder his boyfriend wanted it to always fuck him, crazy to want it covered as far as I was concerned. The second was a fully nude back shot with him shoving a big black dildo into his tight hole. The look on his face showed every hint of the pain and pleasure this act was giving him. I didn’t know how I was going to manage it, but I knew I had to have sex with this man. There was now no doubt it was him. During my next visit to his office, I couldn’t pick up any hint that he knew he was chatting with me. I had a ragging boner for the entire visit and worried that he could feel me undressing him with my eyes the entire time. I was pleased to see he had relaxed and instead of the one chaste open button at the top of his shirt there were now three. This gave me a good view of the fiery red pelt matting his chest. I started our next online chat boldly; “So have you cheated on that boyfriend of yours yet?” Him: “Fuck no. Honestly I wouldn’t do it with anyone but you, and even then, I’d need to keep it anonymous.” Me: “Interesting. So, you are considering cheating with me?” Him: “I know I shouldn’t, but honestly, yes.” Me: “And would you fuck me, or have me fuck your hungry ass?” Him; “What would you prefer?” Me: ”Oh baby, I want to ride your beautiful cock. I’m so jealous of your boyfriend.” Him; “Sheathed or raw?” Me; “Fuck your boyfriend, I’m going to give you what you want. I want that big, beautiful cock in me raw.” Him; “Cool. … And since we are talking theoretically would you want me to pull out before I cum.” Me: “Fuck no! Breed my ass, cum in my ass and push it in deep.” There was a long pause and not even a sign that he was typing at the other end. I was afraid I had offended him, and he’d signed off. And then the signal that he was typing … I awaited his message. Him: “Fuck man, I just had the biggest orgasm imagining I was breeding your hole. I’ve gotta go clean up before the boyfriend gets home. Thanks for the chat and the wank.”

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.

I met Hunter at a gay night a bar was having in the north part of town. It was the first time I went to the gay night, and it didn’t take long before he came up to me and started chatting. We hit it off and had a couple of drinks. The bar started emptying out, so I invited him back to my place for more drinks. He followed me home in his car and we went into my bedroom and had a couple more beers while chatting. One thing led to another and our clothes quickly came off. I was pleasantly surprised when I got his underwear off. “Damn, how big are you?” I asked. “Seven and a half inches,” he replied proudly. “Awesome, do you top?” I asked. “I only top,” he said. “Fucking hot,” I said. I quickly got his cock in my mouth, slowly sucking him and savoring the copious amounts of precum he was producing. I thought to myself he could probably produce enough lube from his precum to fuck me. At that point though, another person I had sex with gave me a bit of scare, telling me he had an STI. Fortunately I tested negative, but I was still on edge about barebacking. He flipped positions with me and sucked me off for a bit before starting to lick his way down my balls to my hole. He rimmed for a solid 5 minutes, getting my hole loose and wet. He then started licking his way up my stomach and chest, kissing me on the lips our tongues entwining as I felt the head of his cock nestle against my hole. I could feel the precum on the head of his cock, and the head slowly started to spread my sphincter open. “Can I fuck you?” He asked. “Hell yes!” I said. I grabbed a condom from my bedside table and handed it to him as I grabbed the lube and started lubing myself up. He rolled on the condom without complaint and I lubed up his covered cock as well. He got back between my legs and slid his condom covered cock into me and proceeded to fuck me for a glorious 10 minutes before stopping and pulling out. “Can jerk off on your face?” He asked. “Go for it,” I said. He took the condom off and threw it in a trash can and moved up and knelt about my face, furiously jerking his cock until he started spewing all over me. His first few volleys hit my cheeks and I quickly clamped my mouth over the end of his dick and swallowed the last few spurts. He moaned in pleasure as I licked the last bits off his cock. He collapsed next to me and we climbed underneath the covers and fell asleep, him spooning up behind me, his softening cock pressed up against my ass cheeks. I woke up a few hours later. I wasn’t used to sleeping with someone in the same bed, let alone cuddled up with me. Hunter was still spooning against me, his front to my back. His cock was still pressed up against my ass cheeks, although now it was rock hard at its full 7.5 inches. It felt perfect nestled in my ass crack. He shifted slightly in his sleep and his dick slid down my crack a little bit. My own dick started hardening at the thought of this beautiful cock so near my hole. I flexed my hips so his cock shifted closer to my hole. He shifted again and it moved even closer. I could feel his precum on my ass. Just a little movement from me up the bed would put it right at the entrance to my ass. I made the move and felt it connect with my rosebud. I started rotating my hips ever so slightly so the head of his bare cock was flexing against my hole. Suddenly I felt his hips shift forward a little so my hole started opening up. I was still lubed up from our earlier fucking so I knew all he had to do was thrust forward to bury his dick in me. I felt his cock draw back slightly and move back forward again. I knew for sure that he was awake at this point. I pushed back a tiny amount and I felt his raw cock spread my hole and the head slip past my sphincter. I reached back to his ass and pushed gently on it, letting him know to go deeper. He pressed slowly into me until he bottomed out. He drew his cock back out and started sawing his cock in and out of my ass. I knew this was what I wanted. A bare cock in my raw ass. I wanted to be used as a cum dump and was going to let him fuck me until he filled me up with his load. After a few minutes of side fucking me with his raw cock he rolled me over so I was face down and got into a push up position over me. He started thrusting his bare cock in and out of me, bottoming out each time he sank into me. He put his hand on my head and pushed me into the pillow. My cock was so hard under me I could barely stand it. As soon as it had started he whispered “I’m gonna cum.” I reached back and put my hand on his ass just so I could be sure he wouldn’t pull out and deprive me of his load. Suddenly he thrust deep and held there, and then collapsed on my back. A minute later, he pulled out and rolled over and went back to sleep. I stayed in the same position and fell asleep as well.

I honestly don't know what Harris' position on Israel v. Hamas is, though I assume she's at least nominally in favor of a two-state solution between Israel and the Palestinians, whomever ends up being their leader. That said, I don't think Netanyahu has any intention of allowing a two-state solution - he won't come out and say "Never" or "Over my dead body", but that's essentially his position given the way he keeps expanding settlements in the West Bank and further cordoning off Palestinian towns and cities from one another. But I do know this: If allowed to return to office, Trump will gladly allow Netanyahu to take whatever steps he wants in Palestine, and will exercise the US's veto on the Security Council to ensure that Israel pays no price for it. For a movement with a huge antisemitic and anti-globalist base, his party sure seems indebted to people like Miriam Adelson and other prominent supporters of Israel, including many who support giving the entirety of historical Israel in the region over to the Israeli state. Harris cannot be worse than that. And in a binary choice, while I might push her harder once elected to limit our support of what's becoming a genocidal state, I'd still vote for her.

This is based on a true story, though it has been greatly embellished. names changed and so forth. *** My name is Mark,a 28 year old bottom, have been a barebacker my whole life, and never really questioned whether or not I would get HIV. It was inevitable, I only played raw, and sometime, someone was bound to lie and stealth me, or not know their status and breed me with a highly toxic load. I had also never done drugs stronger than pot or poppers, even if that was to soon change. I was average all around, average height, average weight, average looks. Javier was different though. It was a hot Saturday, and I was on manhunt cruising for some dick. Had broken up with my boyfriend of several years the week before, and was really horny for some raw dick and good use. I met this hot latino papi named Javier on MH, and we started chatting. We had played years before, but life happened and nothing ever really came of it. He was pretty damn hot, 6 foot to my 5'8, bit on the furry side, with a great looking 9 inch uncut cock that was super thick. Best of all he was a pig like me. He hadn't showered in a few days, hadn't cum in longer. Had a nice build up of cheese in his hood, and said he wanted me to come over and clean it off and take his loads. I readily said "fuck yea!" and got cleaned up and out. Thoroughly. Soon enough I was in my car, heading to his house in a kinda run down area of a town a half hour away from me. I get to his place, and he is waiting outside, looking VERY hot, a little on the sweaty side, and a little trashier than his pics online. I didn't care, it actually made me hotter. "You gonna be my cumdump, puta? Get your ass inside." He held the door open for me, and as I walked past, I could smell his dick and balls, through the basketball shorts he was wearing, it almost made me swoon. "Well, puta, you ready to be my cumdump?" "Hell yes papi, I'm ready to take all your cum!" I replied, getting very excited, my dick straining against my NP jockstrap. He started mumbling in Spanish, which I didn't know very much of, but it still made me hot. He led me inside to his living room, where there were two blunts sitting on the coffee table. He picked one up and handed it to me, and lit it for me, and told me to smoke it to my face. Being no stranger to pot, which this smelled like, I had no problem smoking it. Granted, it was making me hornier than pot usually did, but I figured that it was this hunky Papi pig next to me smoking his own blunt that had me horny. We smoked the blunts and talked, he asked me more specifically what experience I had as a pig. "Well, I only take raw dick, and have had lots of that, by test lat week said I was neg though, so no worries. I have done some piss play, have tried to get a fist into my ass, but never got it all the way in. Played with toys, and brought some with me. I like sweaty, unwashed pigs, just the smell of their cocks and balls gets me hard. I like slings, and I like sleazy scenes. Uncut dick is my favorite, love the feel of the hood around my tongue and in my ass. Um, other than that, I'm open to pretty much anything that isn't shit, puke, kids, mutilation, maybe a few other things, but I like enough things that I'd like to think the ones I don't aren't required." I laughed, and kept smoking the blunt, feeling higher and higher. I didn't usually smoke a blunt all by myself, I was more of a bong kinda guy, but I felt good, so I finished it up, all the way to the filter he had put in it. As soon as he was finished with his, he grabbed the bag I brought, that had lube, poppers, and toys in it, and told me to follow him. We went upstairs to the attic, where it was as hot as hell, but since both he and I liked sweat, it was a good thing for us. He led me through the attic to a room at the back with no windows, but a sling hanging up on the beams, and a ratty old mattress on the floor. It smelled like sex in there, and it made me horny so fast it wasn't even funny. "Strip puta, show Papi what he's getting." I slid out of my shorts, down to my raunchy NP jockstrap, pulled off my shirt, showing him my whole body. I turned around, and he forcefully bent me over to see my hole. He started mumbling in Spanish again, and the only words I caught were puta, culo, and leche. I knew what those meant, even if I didn't know what the connecting words meant. He slapped my ass hard, which made my soft little boy dick jump, and told me "Get on your fours!" and pushed me onto the mattress. Up close, it reeked of piss and cum and sweat, and it was just making me hornier. I was on all fours, with my furry ass exposed, and he was digging his fingers into my hole kind of rough. It felt good though, my ass wanted more in it badly. "Don't move." He says to me, and I feel him get up and move away from me, and hear him going through a cabinet in the room. A bottle of strong poppers lands on the mattress next to my head and he tells me to take 5 long hits and hold each of them. I do as I'm told and I can hear the smile in his voice as he says "Good puta, very good." The rush hits me and I feel Javier get behind me, and then his scruffy face on my hole, his tongue digging in deep. He holds my hips and really pushes his face into my ass, tongue moving a hundred miles a minute. I let out moan after moan and push my ass back onto his tongue, sweat beginning to pour off of my shaved head. He pulls away from my ass, and I feel his fingers digging into me again, roughly opening me up. Sliding in and out. Then a strong burn, which the poppers tell my mind is just not enough lube. More fingers, and more burning in my hole, and my hole just getting hungrier and hungrier. I am starting to shake a little, but I think it's from excitement. Javier has already got me wrapped around his hot chorizho, and I am dying to be able to see it in person and get it in my mouth. My ass is on fire when he tells me to turn around. He has placed a smallish plug on the mattress behind me and tells me to sit on it while I suck his pinga. I sit my hole down on it, and damned if my hole doesn't swallow the thing up without a twinge of pain. This is no small plug either, an average sized one, for my hole that hasn't had anything other than my fingers in it in well over 6 months. Right in front of my face though, is this beautiful, massive uncut cock. Even hard, there is a little bit of foreskin still on the head, and I can see and smell the cock cheese, and it's making me drool. He tells me to hold still, grabs his dick, and starts to wipe a bit of his cheese on the underside of my nostrils, then tells me to open up and lays his pinga on my tongue and tells me to clean it and worship it. "Since you are going to be on it all night, puta. You know you want it bad." And I do want it bad, I want his cheese covered pinga deep in my throat and in my ass. So I start to suck the cheese off, licking the head, digging my tongue under his foreskin, getting the whole head clean and wet, and loving the taste of his raunchy smegma. All the while I am bouncing on the plug, and listening to him spout a stream of nasty talk in Spanish. "That's it puta, bounce your culo on that plug while you suck my pinga, worship the cock that is going to breed you full of cum all night long." I keep sucking his cock, feeling his hand on the back of my head, pushing me down, making me throat his cock, feeling it pry my throat apart to lodge deep in me. "Let it rest there for a bit puta, you will like this." He says to me as I feel something traveling down his shaft and into my throat. I realize he is pissing, and I push my hole harder on the plug, not even able to swallow his piss, it's just going directly down my throat. He grabs his dick hard to cut the flow, and pulls it out to let me get a breath. "Ahora no derramar una gota, beber mi orina maricón." Now don't spill a drop, drink my piss faggot. He says to me and I almost have time to moan before his piss starts hitting the back f my throat and I have to struggle to keep up with it. After the fourth or fifth swallow, my stomach starts to rebel and I harshly crush the gagging feeling and keep on drinking papi's piss down, when he starts to let the spray go all over my face, in my hair, and all over my body. When he's finished, he looks at me, and grins. "Good job puta, you are makin papi proud of you. Now get your ass up and in the sling." So I get up and hop in the sling, letting it hold me, and I can see the restraints. Thinking nothing of it, trusting my hot rough and tumble Papi, I restrain my feet, then I do one wrist. He grins at me again "Ansioso por entrégate a mí totalmente, ¿eh coño? Si usted tuviera alguna idea de lo que voy a hacer contigo ..." Eager to give yourself to me totally, huh cunt? If you had any idea what I am going to do with you... He straps my remaining wrist into place, and I have no idea what he just said to me, but i can see that my soft little dick is leaking precum like mad, even if I can't seem to get hard. Javier notices my gaze and laughs. "Now that you are tied into the sling and can't get away, I can tell you. The blunt you smoked? It was laced pretty heavily with Tina. And you smoked it to your face like a good little puta. That burning that you felt while I was fingering you? That was me putting meth into your cunt to get you ready and pliable to what I have in mind now. Now? Now I'm going to slam you full of Tina, and turn you into my true cumwhore. Oh, and since you never asked me my status, I just want you to know that I am poz, and that all of the other men who are waiting downstairs to use your cunt are poz too." He grins at me as my face falls. "But. I didn't want to do chems, and I don't want to be poz, Papi, please let me go!" I start struggling, trying to get myself loose, but fail miserably. After about ten minutes of trying to get free, I realize that I am going no where. The whole time I am trying to get free, Javier has his fingers in my ass, and is pushing on my button, making my dick leap, and making involuntary moans escape my mouth instead of the protests I want to scream at him. He stands there laughing until I give up, at which point he goes and retrieves his syringe. "You are mine now, puta, for as long as I care to keep you here. You will take what dick I say, and you will love every second of it. This little rig here will make sure of it!" He laughs again as I quietly whimper "No, please, don't do this. I won't fuck bareback anymore, I don't want to be poz!" "But, you won't have to worry about condoms ever again, you can be as big a slut as you want now, puta." He has a rubber tube wrapped around his own arm and I watch as he sticks the needle into his vein and draws back a little blood. Then he pulls the syringe out of his arm, without injecting anything, and wraps the rubber tubing around my arm. "You will want to hold still for this," he says as I start to struggle. "Move around while I'm trying to slam you and you are going to be in the worst pain you have ever felt." I stop moving, and hold still for him, terrified, breathing rapidly, whimpering over and over again "No, no please no." There is the pressure and the pinch of the needle breaking through my skin and into my vein, and I watch as he depresses the plunger and three quarters of the bloody mixture disperses into my veins. Javier grabs another tube, and puts it around his arm, slides it into his vein and gives himself the rest. Putting our arms close together so he can grab the tubing at the same time for both of us he says "Three, two, one. Blast off pig!" And he pulls the tubing off of both of us. For a second, I feel nothing, then heat, and then a strong scratch in my throat. I cough once, twice, three times, and then gone are all my protests. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Is all I can say as my papi laughs again at me and says "Now you are my poz puta, you have my tainted blood in you along with my chems. Tell papi what you want puta, tell him what you need." I am moving my ass up and down as much as I can, my dick soft still and leaking precum again like mad. All I can think I that I need dick, in my ass, in my mouth. I need to service men, and be a pig whore for them. "I need cock, Papi, in my ass and mouth, I need to please men with my body, I need to do what you want to please you!" "Good pig, I will just call the others up here while I slip this nice bit of meth up your cunt." He calls to his buds "He's ready, come and get your raw pig slut!" He pushes the crystal of meth up my hole, and puts his cock head there, waiting for his buddies to come upstairs. As soon as they arrive, he drives his cock balls deep into my cunt in one motion, and my hole just swallows it. Eats the whole thing, no matter how much that would have hurt me earlier today. I scream "FUCK YEA PAPI! GIVE ME YOUR COCK!" And his buds laugh at me, coming over and forcing their cocks into my mouth while Javier brutally fucks my ass. I can feel my hole getting slick, so I ask papi if he has bred me already. "No, puta, you are feeling my precum mixing with your blood. Those two things are lubing your cunt for me, and I am getting close to filling you with my poz cum. Are you ready for it? Because here it comes!" He slams his dick in and out of me a couple more times, then slams in balls deep as hard as he can when I feel his cock expand and start to fill me with his cum. Without touching myself, without even being hard, my formerly neg boy cock shoots it's last neg load out all over my stomach to the cheers of the anonymous men standing around me. Javier grinds his dick into me until it has gone too soft to work for that, then offers my hole to the next man, a tall, husky black man with a dick even bigger than Javier's. "You are gonna take all of our poz loads this weekend, slut. And you are going to beg us for each one. We saw how you came when Javi bred you full of his poz load. Now you will be getting ours. Probably a lot of piss too. And maybe a fist or two. More than that if I have my way though. Maybe more to come, all comments on my first story here are welcome.

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*****

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.

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.

Let's be clear about terminology: Pulling out before shooting the load up a Hole = "rutting" Pumping the load up the bottom's gut = 'breeding" Now. I understand why most bottoms want every Cock in the fuckjoint to cum in their Hole. I love guys with that special need, but there's another facet to consider. Many, if not most Tops like to rut in as many holes as they possibly can - and then either breed the last one they're in when the night grows long, of go back and find their favorite hole and shove the load to that guy. Most Tops love to try out -experience - rut in - as many Holes as possible. That may seem inconvenient to most bottoms, but that's the way we're wired. It seems that many bottoms think they should get virtually every load that gets pumped up any Hole in the fuckjoint. That mindset may be inconvenient for Tops, but it's just the way many bottoms are wired. Point: NO guy gets everything he wants every time. Every guy gets some of what he wants, hopefully every time. Occasions when a guy gets everything he wants (ruts in every Hole in the fuckjoint/takes the load off every Cock in the fuckjoint) are almost impossible to achieve, so we need to concentrate on getting & giving as much pleasure to each other as we possibly can. Tops and bottoms are not alike - but we can give some of our opposite number what they most need, and receive from them what we most need. Outside of a private event, no guy gets everything, every time. We all get something, every time. Fantasies are just that. Reality and respect dictates we do the best we can to fulfill our partners fantasies and do the best we can for every guy.

Nice breedings, the way we like to get 'em. Which is any and every way - Oink! [think before following links] https://xhamster.com/videos/19-the-need-to-breed-xhZAnWk

He does a good job of breeding his boy. Sometimes the boy breeds him. [think before following links] https://xhamster.com/videos/pareja-amateur-follando-4519300

My porn fan fuck Received a message from this guy who said he’d seen my porn online that he’s watched for ages, and as he was visiting thought it would be rude not to offer to breed his 5 day load into my cunt. I immediately told him I was interested. He wanted to dump his load totally anon, fuck n go! I agreed that’s the best and horniest way. I told him I’d get ready and sent the address. He wanted me as he’d seen me in my vids, hooded, ass up in a cummy jock and harness and my cumdump socks on show. He turned up just as arranged and stripped to just his socks. He pulled and inserted my large butt plug that I left parked in my hungry cunt. The soft sloppy gape proves irresistible to a precum leaking dick I’m glad to report. A few firm wipes across my hole with the tip of his dick introduced my cunt to his sticky oozing contents of his hot tight bollicks. One of the most pleasurable parts of cumdumping is having the pleasure of being lined with a hot covering of strangers intimate precum, Knowing that precum to me is more precious than cum. He responded by pushing firecefully but slowly inside me until balls deep. It feels like a twisted signing of a contract to breed. Anyone can fuck and breed me and it starts with that precum lubing. Having had my moment of sleaze heaven I could concentrate on serving this stranger by letting him totally have my cunt. I arched my back and he started a gentle thrusting rhythm, him now enjoying the sloppy benefits of his precum lubing. A couple of huffs on the poppers and I handed them back to him. I love how guys like to Popper up when they have their dick parked inside me. He took it back hard as he increased the power in his thrust! Then he went for it and gave my cunt a real horny workout, filling my cunt with his girthy dick. While fucking I handed him my phone and asked him to show me what he could see. He recorded a short video whilst I begged for it for the camera. It was enough to push him close to shooting. He threw the phone down and grabbed my hips. He really went to town on my hole, fucking it hard and fast. He told me he was close, so I begged to be bred just like he’d seen me do in the videos he’d watched. It was enough to Make him shoot and he exploded his 5 day cum load deep in my cunt. It felt horny as fuck being loaded by a porn fan and he made sure he transferred every cum drop as he flexed his dick inside me. He gently pulled out and commented how that was every bit as horny in real life. It was as a complete fluke he was visiting and he told me that made his holiday! He tagged me and left me properly bred!

I'm so scared, just yesterday I read a terrible news about Utah: approved law obliges school to PHYSICALLY DESTROY some books and, they aren't "porn" books at all! They talk about "non-traditional" love, different gender and equity in society, one even talks about a serodiscordant relationship between two teen boys... It seems they even have a registry of banned books. [self-censored hate speech] I'd better bite my fingers or I don't know what comes from there! I hope people really start to protest, because books and Internet censorship is the introduction to totalitarism. Not to seem ableist for what I say, but can people be so blind in their brain? Those powerful minorities are using children as an excuse to kill world's freedom. I have sort of hope though, that this one of destroying/burning books has been kind of provoking behaviour, a fake news. But knowing Far Right's madness I fear it's true. Needless to say what Far Right has done with olympic athlete Khelif.

She responded to protesters differently at the Arizona rally on Friday. The Democratic presidential nominee was not far into her address before thousands of vocal supporters when she was interrupted by some spectators yelling above the vice president. Harris' rally in Arizona was reportedly her largest since entering the 2024 race, with an estimated crowd of more than 15,000. "We are all in here together ... because we love our country," Harris said, gesturing toward the protesters. "We're here to fight for our democracy, which includes respecting the voices that I think that we are hearing from. And let me just say this on the topic of what I think I am hearing over there. Let me just speak to that for a moment, and then I'm going to get back to the business at hand." "Let me say, I have been clear," the vice president continued. "Now is the time to get a ceasefire deal and get the hostage deal done." [think before following links] https://www.newsweek.com/kamala-harris-pauses-glendale-arizona-rally-talk-protesters-ceasefire-1937336

A good question me thinks, did a search and found this interesting article... i kind of like that it's from Aljazeera ... perspective wise. Here's an excerpt and link: "Looking towards the Middle East, Harris’s selection of Tim Walz as her running mate locks in the missing piece on her ticket and provides further insight into what her administration could mean for the region. A sparse record on foreign policy makes it difficult to ascertain Harris and Walz’s exact stances on various critical issues. Still, we have enough clues to paint a picture of their future Middle East policy which, despite some nuances, looks like it would mirror that of President Biden. Subtle differences on Gaza Harris’s carefully crafted “As Israel defends itself, it matters how” approach to Israel’s war on Gaza since October 7 and her recent declaration of “I will not be silent [on suffering in Gaza]” in the wake of Netanyahu’s Washington, DC, visit have created some distance between her views on the conflict versus those of Biden in the eyes of American voters. Reports that the National Security Council had to “tone down” her language during a speech delivered in March, in which she referred to the conditions in Gaza as “inhumane” and directed Israel to increase the flow of aid, further highlighted this distinction. Although Harris has drawn a contrast with Biden through her slightly tougher rhetoric towards Israel on the growing death toll in Gaza and even did not preside over Netanyahu’s address to Congress on July 24, these choices do not hint at a deviation from ongoing, mainstream Democratic policy. After all, despite skipping his speech at Congress, Harris had a one-on-one meeting with the Israeli prime minister the next day, and publicly reaffirmed her ongoing support for Israel. In a campaign rally this week, Harris was interrupted by individuals protesting the war in Gaza, which she deflected from and said, “if you want Donald Trump to win then say that. Otherwise I’m speaking”. Her response was telling, and may indicate how she does not want the Gaza war to be one of the core issues of the campaign." [think before following links] https://www.aljazeera.com/opinions/2024/8/8/biden-vs-harris-on-the-middle-east-same-dance-different-steps

I seem to go through phases…sometimes I just want to top, sometimes I just want to bottom, and sometimes all I want is just some no recip head. Since the beginning of this summer…I’ve been getting a mix of all three but mostly topping and getting head. Haven’t been feeling like a proper bottom in ages. But yesterday I got the urge to bottom so bad. All it took was one guys dick pick on Grindr and it set it off. Didn’t bottom for the dude. But I did get hit up by another dude and within 20 minutes he was over. He looked younger than me and was a little taller so probably 6’2-3, and his dick was hung! Like 8 and thick. I’m not even a size queen. I prefer avg but this dick looked great. This dude had major bottom energy…but said he was vers. So I fucked him a bit in a few positions but my heart wasn’t in it and I was only like 3/4’s hard the whole time. Finally, I flipped him over and started sucking him to get him back to life. Straddled him and worked his cock while I jerked off. Got him to the edge a few times with my hole and would back off because I wasn’t ready yet. Finally, as I got closer to climax I started really working his dick with my hole. The faces he was making were so cute and I realized this kid is actually a looker. We ended up climaxing at the same time. I, on his chest and him in my hole. It was quite the experience to feel that big of a cock unloading in my hole. Like actually feeling it. I asked him his age as he was getting ready to leave and he bashfully said 18 but assured me he is almost 19. I almost said good slut but held back as I thought to when I was his age having sex with guys much older than me, lol. Even though I was still glowing from the experience, I’ve always wanted two loads in my hole and my inhibitions were down so I invited someone else I’ve been talking too. He wanted me face down and ass up and could be over in 15 mins. So I cleaned up a bit and got in position. As he is walking in, I turn around and get a peak and he is cute! Great smile. He pulls down his pants and is hard already! He gets behind me and starts licking my hole. Oops, I didn’t tell him I was loaded. Hope he didn’t notice 😉😈. He is eating my butt so good I start to moan. Gets behind me and puts his dick inside. Ooof, it was too quick so I back off and then slowly work it in me. I keep my hand on his thigh till I’m ready then I let go and allow him to go to town. I am fondling his nuts the whole time he is fucking me and enjoying feeling his strokes change and hearing his breathing as he is getting closer to nutting inside me. Finally, he cums inside and that is load two! Im probably even hornier at this point and there is a guy a mile down the road that can host. I think I’m going there for load number 3 but really what it turns into is an ass munching session that just wouldn’t end. Just what my battered pussy needed! Ended up coming from jerking off. And we ended it there and he was cool and appreciative that I made it over at all. Overall, a super crazy day and I’m still horny for more. Need to get on prep asap! hope you all enjoyed. Oh, also, I had to see what my hole looked like after those two loads and I filmed myself releasing those loads. So much cum!

Chapter 8 – Service Time Chapters 1 through 7 describe a weekend when my friend, Doug, served as my slave boy. He had to do whatever I wanted. So far, we’ve partied, fucked, and fisted him and each other. A few other guys now join us to bring this to a close. We took a break to get more liquids and blow clouds. My goal was to get Doug into the stratosphere because I was going to have us all run a fist train on his ass. Once we were ready, we led Doug over to the sling. The blindfold went back on so that Doug wouldn’t know who was doing what to him. I planned to have his ass filled with fists, his mouth filled with cock, and his cock getting sucked all the time. Once he was settled in place, we took our positions. First, I was going to fist him. Jeff was going to feed him his cock, and Lyle was already fondling Doug’s cock and balls, prepping to suck him. Jeff grabbed Doug’s head and pulled it to his dick. Doug opened wide and swallowed Jeff’s uncut piece. Jeff's cock hangs low, and he has huge balls. While he wasn’t hard, Doug worked his cock, licking and massaging it with his tongue. I readied my hands to fist him and told Lyle that I wanted him to take Doug’s dick in his mouth at the same time that I shoved my hand up his ass. Lyle kept playing with Doug’s dick, which was also feeling the effects of the T. On my nod, I inserted my hand into Doug’s ass while Lyle pulled Doug’s cock into his mouth. Doug groaned with the pleasure of being penetrated and sucked at the same time. He kept Jeff’s dick in his mouth but then moved down to lick and fondle Jeff’s balls. Jeff lifted his cock up so that Doug had the best access to his really hairy balls. Doug washed them with his tongue, breathing in the great scent of sweaty, furry balls. I worked my way slowly into Doug’s ass. Lyle was licking Doug’s cock and balls and had a great view of my fist sliding into his ass. Lyle looked up at me and grinned, knowing we would make my slave earn his keep for the day. Once I was at his second hole, I worked to open it up and get into Doug’s colon. He was wriggling around on the sling, and I knew he was experiencing intense sensations. Sensing this, Jeff placed the poppers under Doug’s nose and told him to take a deep breath. He did this twice before recapping the bottle. Once Doug exhaled, he pulled Jeff’s cock back into his mouth and opened his legs and ass even more for me. Lyle was still working Doug’s cock and balls and got a sweet spurt of precum. I poked and prodded in Doug’s ass and succeeded in getting through the bend in his colon. Once through, I repeatedly entered and exited it, giving him a thrilling sensation with each movement. I motioned Bud over and told him to lube up. Once he was ready, I began to extract my hand from the cavern of Doug’s ass. I took it slow, letting him feel my arm as it traversed his insides. He likes this slow movement and was flexing his ass muscles as I pulled out. Once I was out, I entered him again, just past my knuckles. I did this a few times so he would be surprised when Bud’s hand entered instead of mine. Bud and I switched off, and he was now driving into Doug’s ass. I got up and walked over to where Jeff was still getting sucked. He stepped away, and I put my cock in Doug’s mouth. He happily sucked me in. Doug then bent down on the other side from Lyle, and they both shared the sucking duties on Doug’s T dick. Doug was sucking me, and I was watching Bud fist him. Knowing what Bud could do, I was sure Doug was getting a great ride from him. Bud had an intense look of concentration on his face, and more than half of his forearm was inside Doug. I gave Doug some more poppers and pulled my dick out of his mouth since I wanted to watch Bud work his ass. Once Bud knew that the poppers had hit, he began to pound his hand in and out of Doug’s ass. Each time he’d pull out, Doug’s hole was left gaping, with lube dripping sensually out of it. Each time he’d go back in, Doug would groan in pleasure as his ass was filled with Bud’s furry paw. Now it was Lyle’s turn on Doug’s ass. He, too, gave him a deep and intense fisting. Lyle is into width, so he was sliding fingers from his other hand in alongside the one that was in Doug’s ass. He’d slide these around his arm, expanding Doug’s hole and opening his ass up further. Jeff also got a turn on Doug’s ass. He was able to slide his huge hand into Doug easily since Doug had been so well-prepped by the rest of us. He penetrated almost to his elbow, which was the deepest I’d ever seen Doug take. Some poppers helped with the depth and Doug was clearly enjoying himself. Last, they wanted me, Doug’s master, to fist him. When I sat down, I placed my fist at his hole and pressed forward lightly. The ease with which I slid in spoke to Doug’s openness. I pulled that fist out and put my other one in. I began to quickly alternate between my left and right fists, giving Doug an intense workout. His hole was wide open now, and I stopped fisting him briefly so that we could all appreciate his gape. His hairy hole was a beautiful gash, oozing lube. The lips were all puffed up and swollen. I got Lyle to slide his hand in and then worked mine in around Lyle’s. Knowing the intensity of being double-fisted, I figured that Doug would only be able to take this for a limited time, but he needed to feel the pleasure of having two of his buddies in his ass at the same time. Lyle and I then started to alternate: his fist, my fist, and his again. Bud gave Doug some more poppers, and he really worked his ass onto our fists. Doug was moaning with pleasure as we worked over his ass. At the end, I slid my fist deep into him and then slowly extracted it. On the way out, I made sure that he felt every knuckle and bulge of my hand as it traversed his ass. Once I was out, we left Doug in the sling to recover, and the rest of us went back to the bed. Bud and Jeff needed to leave, so I took the blindfold off of Doug so that he could say his farewells to them. Then, we got Doug out of the sling, and Doug, Lyle, and I cuddled together on the bed. Before he dropped off to a much-needed sleep, Doug whispered to me, “Thank you, master.”

Here's one of mine after Friday night at Mount in Palm Springs...

Exactly. I am as much of a cum slut as i am a cock slut

This in why I take any loads unprotected from anyone in bathhouse, porn theater, etc.. because I love to get used and love the feeling of cum running down in my legs

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---‐-----------

Chapter 4 – All Aboard Chapters 1 through 3 tell about a session with Matt, a long-time buddy of mine. He wanted to treat me for my birthday, and it has been a great treat. We partied, fisted, and had me on a fuck machine. Brett joined us first, and then his husband, Chad. Chad just fisted me in the sling, and Brett and Matt are fisting each other on the bed. Chad and I watched the other guys fist each other. It was clear that they were in their own world, each wrapped up in the sensations they were delivering and feeling themselves. While getting my ass worked over is awesome, it’s really arousing to see other guys play in their holes too. “How about a chariot ride?” asked Chad. The other guys paused in their actions as they considered the idea. It sounded fun to me. They agreed and pulled out of each other’s holes. We all decided that Matt would fist Chad and me; Brett was going to watch for a while. Who knew how long it would take Brett to get involved? So, Chad and I got on all fours with our asses facing Matt. I was on the right, and Chad was on the left. Matt started to add lube to his hands while Brett applied some Slam Dunk to our holes. First, Matt wanted to sink his hand into Chad. Chad told us that he doesn’t bottom often and would need some time to be opened up. Matt began sliding some fingers in Chad’s ass, eliciting some moans from him. Not to be outdone, Brett began to mimic the activities on my ass. My hole was way more ready than Chad’s, so Brett slipped in quickly. He leisurely fisted me while he watched Matt open up Chad’s hole. Matt took his time getting Chad ready. He used all four fingers on him to let him adjust to the sensation of being filled and then added his thumb. He didn’t go all the way in; rather, he told Chad to let him know when he was ready to take it all. It didn’t take long for Chad to say, “Stick it in me,” and Matt slid in up to his knuckles. More maneuvering was required to get Matt buried in Chad’s ass. Matt knew he’d be able to fist me deep pretty quickly, but he’d need to go slower on Chad. Once they were comfortable, Matt pushed Brett’s hand away from my ass. Brett left my hole and moved around to the front of us. I grabbed his cock and stuck it in my mouth, working it over with my tongue and lips. At the same time, Matt sunk his hand into my ass, slipping it in with ease. Now, he was fisting both of us. Chad looked over at me sucking on Brett’s cock and smiled again. I let Brett’s dick out of my mouth and leaned towards Chad so we could kiss. It’s so connecting when you have a guy filling both asses, and the guys are making out at the same time. We must have been kissing for a while because I felt Brett’s cock on my cheek. Chad and I started sucking Brett, both of us working his dick while we got fisted. Matt was going deep on me. I hoped he was being gentler on Chad, but I figured Chad would say something if he needed a break. In unspoken agreement, Chad and I both moved back from Brett’s cock. The position was not conducive to long-term sucking, and we needed to focus on what Matt was doing. Chad and I settled in for a nice fisting from Matt. Brett had moved away, and we later found out that he was eating Matt’s hole while he was fisting ours. When I proposed a fist train, they all agreed. Chad’s ass needed a short break, so he was at the rear of the train. He was fisting me again. I was fisting Brett, who was fisting Matt. It was awesome to be taking and giving a fist at the same time. After a while, we moved Matt to the back so that he was now fisting Chad, who’d had a little time to recover. Brett was getting fisted but had no one to fist. We rotated through so that we all got a chance to be in each position. Eventually, legs got tired, and we had to break it up. They had all gone deep inside me again, and even though my legs were tired, my ass was ready for more. Once we were all disconnected, we collapsed on the bed. Brett wanted to smoke more, so he pulled out the pipe that Chad had brought and fired it up. Their stuff was good, so I only needed a few hits to revive my high. As we passed the pipe, we were also fondling and stroking each other. The constant contact was exhilarating and got me excited for more play. We also had some more beverages, this time without any G. I wanted to get Chad in the sling. The idea of seeing this hairy behemoth with his legs spread wide and his hole open to the world was exciting for me. He got in and settled in. I sat on the chair at the foot of the sling and took in the view. His hairy hole looked amazing, with the lube matting all the hair down around it. I lubed up and used fingers from both hands to probe his hole. He had been fisted in the chariot and the train, but I still had not been inside him. This time, it was my turn. I looked up at him to see if he was ready for my hand. He nodded, and I slipped my hand inside his ass. His hole was warm and ready. He took my hand easily, and I was in just past my wrist. I flexed my hand around inside him and used my fingers to travel across the walls of his ass. I also added in some twisting motion, enjoying watching his hairs glide through the lube on my arm. Once we had settled into a comfortable position, I began some back-and-forth motions. Never pulling all the way out, I would let my knuckles expand his hole as I pulled back. I rubbed across his prostate several times, each time prompting a moan to escape from his lips. Remembering what he did to my ass, I told him that I wanted him to ride my arm. I stood up and braced my arm against my stomach since he would probably be putting a good amount of force into sliding on my arm. Once we were in a good position, Chad braced his feet on the frame and started to swing the sling, sliding his ass back and forth on my arm. He started out with a small swing but worked up to a pretty intense depth. He even pulled far back a few times, causing my hand to leave his hole. The repeat insertions always got him groaning with pleasure, so the next time he did it, I made a fist with my hand. When he tried to slide back down, he realized what I had done. He grinned at me and picked up the poppers. After taking a few good huffs, he pushed down, and my fist popped into his ass. This caused a serious amount of groaning and flexing, with him really riding my arm. He pulled back to take my fist a few more times before he finally collapsed back with my arm deep inside him. “Sit down”, he told me. When I went to sit, I discovered that one of the other guys had put a dildo on the chair. One of them was holding it, and I maneuvered my hole to the tip of the toy and started to slide down. Fuck, this was the knot dildo from earlier! When I got to the knot, I took a deep breath and pushed my ass out, and easily took the knot. When Chad saw me sitting on the chair, he said, “Cool, now we’re both fucked.” His evil grin was everything to me. I continued to fist Chad and grind my ass on the dildo. It was attached to the seat with a suction cup, so I could swivel my ass around on it and move up and down. The up-and-down movement was more difficult with my fist in Chad, so I focused on more side-to-side motions. It was fun to be fisting someone and have a huge dildo in my own hole. Chad was tiring out. He asked me to pull out and said that he doesn’t get fisted very often. “Fuck that; I think that’s only the second or third time I’ve seen you take a fist,” exclaimed his husband. Chad was quite good at it, regardless. I broke the suction on the dildo so that it would stay inside when I stood up. It was long, so the feeling was intense when I was standing with it embedded in my ass. I helped Chad out of the sling and then wrapped him in a big hug. “Thank you for this,” I whispered in his ear. We walked over to the bed and cuddled together. After a bit, Chad said that he and Brett needed to leave. We tried to get them to stay and play more, but it was late, and they had things to do in the morning. They had bothered Ubered over so they could go home together. Before leaving, Brett pulled two twenty-dollar bills out of his wallet and handed them to Matt. I thought it was thanks for the drinks and supplies, but it served another purpose. They left and Matt and I hung out on the bed for a bit. He decided to put me back on the rim seat with a different, bigger dildo on it. Of course, the knot was still in me, so he slowly pulled it out of my ass. Then, he got the machine set up under the chair, loaded it up with a new dildo, and I sat on it. Matt held onto the remote to control the fuck. He started out slow, but I knew that there was lots more to come.

I was 15 with a neighborhood kid.

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

I'm certain that's the case, but I haven't heard any clips in the major media to that effect. She still has to support the President's plan, and until January, but it's so serious an issue we could be at war with Iran (and all her proxies) in short order. I wish she'd make some kind of statement, instead of vague murmurings of support for the devasted folks with absolutely nothing. It's an unfolding catastrophe, and will only get worse If she indicates she's harboring X or Y views, it might at least nudge Nettie into something productive. Of course. As far as I know, Palestine isn't a source of Big Macs, orange face-paint, hair dye, or gold-colored radiator paint*. Therefore, he couldn't care less. I would cut off my hand before I'd fill in the little oval on the ballot for that p.o.s. *"radiator-paint" is a type of paint unethical antique dealers use to make plain old shit look like it's actually gold-plated. Commonly used on portrait frames, furniture (and elevators in Turd Tower in NYC) Thanks for your reply. --------------------------------------------------------- To tallsplendidguy's reply: The whole lift from Al Jazeera wasn't appropriate, (couldn't quote just one line), so here's the line I'm replying to: "her response was telling and may indicate how she does not want the Gaza issue to be one of the core issues of the campaign" Clearly, she doesn't, and since she's still Biden's VP, it wouldn't be appropriate for her to voice any substantive deviation from his position. I suppose it's trying to read tea-leaves, which is about as good as praying to Whatever, but I believe that most Americans of good will want something to change for the better in the region (meaning the Israeli Government). I too heard that retort to the demonstrators hollering at her rally, and her response seemed a bit terse. Speculating, I doubt she'd continue the Administration's apparent policy of keeping mum, so I can't fault her for not speaking out more forcefully. She definitely sent Nettie a message veiled though. But nothing will happen (for her) until January at the earliest. Thousands and thousands of innocents could die before then. To what the Evangelicals have to say, I don't believe in magic, and certainly not when it relates to the ancient enemy, Organized Religion. Maybe I should pay a tiny bit of attention to that crowd, but it's just too dependent on ancient bullshit to interest me. It's nothing but anti-reason as far as I'm concerned. Depending on nonsense won't help anything. Thanks for your reply. Agreed. He's already done tremendous harm (in the name of "vengeance"), which in his own religion's words: "Vengeance is mine alone"* (God's words, according to the Old Testament. Since I don't see some colors very well, I didn't know that the Israeli uniforms were brown - surely the most unfortunate choice of color, considering recent history. If we "cut all military aid", that would mean taking US forces out of the theatre, since we have forces stationed in numerous neighboring countries. Not "armies", more like "garrisons", but they're all in danger if a general war breaks out. I'll bet "retraction" teams are already in situ over there, just in case. *Deuteronomy, 32:35 <polite cough> I sure you didn't mean it the way I read it ... but "in some way" is a bit leading .... 😁 Thanks for your reply. I too thought that response the first time - "now I am speaking" - or words to that effect was a bit over the top. The second time the protesters interrupted her she handled it much better. Unfortunately, the folks who hold more urgent views have to shout over her (or any candidate) to be heard. It would be much more productive to allow protesters to choose a spokesperson, and include some time for that person to ask the candidate some questions. It's happened twice recently, so maybe the campaign will figure out a better way to handle it. Maybe carve out some time at the end of the speech for opportunities to ask candidates for their ideas on individual issues. She can't be seen to be at variance with her boss - the President - until she's sworn in in January. That said, she's able to thread this particular needle - but the sooner the better. Thanks for your reply.

Need some anon seed in my hole. Don't tell me your poz until your cock is filling my guts with toxic cum.

i remember this. my oldest brother was also gay, and i watched at San Fransisco General Hospital as He died of AID's in the 80's. He had pretty much every opportunistic disease that came with HIV, and was 90 pounds, Kaposi sarcoma, it was awful. And i flew back to Virginia and continued to receive bare cocks and loads. Out of the probably thousands of cocks i have received, i can count on one hand the number of condoms has been on them. i understood the rationale behind pulling out then, and had similar fears as anyone else, but to me pulling out is even worse than a condom. i cannot remember a Top ever actually pulling out to cum on me? i've had Tops pull out because they still wanted to fuck and didn't want to cum yet... i don't really like that, but i can accept and respect that, but interrupting an orgasm and wasting a Tops seed is just something i have never been able to accept, even when it carried a death threat. i'm really glad i made it to the era of U=U and that HIV is no longer that big of a deal, i never was a chaser and was always nervous about getting HIV, but the drive and desire to completely connect with the Top i'm with has always had priority and has only deepened as i have gotten older.

What was he waiting for, an invitation embossed in gold?

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.

Crime is down in all categories. Turn off Fox and other right wing propaganda (excuse me, “entertainment”) sites. They’re lying to you to make you think things that will radicalize you toward the right.

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

Chapter 2 – Knotty Rex Chapter 1 recounts a day where I am using my friend Doug as my slave. This is a role reversal from a scenario we played out a while ago. As of now, we’re both spun, and I’ve just finished a short fisting session on his ass. “Before we get you out of the sling, I’m giving you a booty bump.” With that, I selected a nice-sized shard and prepared to shove it in Doug’s ass. I put it on the tip of my index finger and curled that finger into my palm as I inserted my hand into him. Once I was deep enough, I uncurled my finger and deposited the T in his ass. I’m sure he felt the familiar burning sensation as it started to melt, and he knew that he would soon feel the bump's effects. I helped him out of the sling, and we walked over to the bed. “Suck my dick, slave,” I commanded. Doug took my shrunken cock into his mouth and began to lick and suck it. We both like sucking T dick and seeing if we can get it to firm up. After a bit of sucking, my cock started to respond, getting plumper as Doug worked it. I could tell that this was turning him on, so I started to make some pumping motions with my pelvis. He was doing a great job, and my cock was getting harder and harder. When my cock had gotten reasonably hard, I commanded Doug to sit on it. This was great since he and I rarely fuck, since we usually have T dick when we play. But his oral work had given my cock enough firmness that I could fuck him. So, Doug lowered himself onto my cock. He was facing me so that I could watch him fuck himself on my dick. At one point, he sat all the way down and then reached back and spread his ass. This let him slide another bit of my cock into his ass. It felt great on my end, and he was making my cock get harder than it was earlier. But I didn’t want to cum yet since we were early in our session. “Get off and clean my cock”, I commanded. Doug obligingly climbed off my cock and took it into his mouth. He sucked and licked my dick and balls, so I lifted my legs so that he could also eat my ass. He was moving between my cock and my hole, using his tongue to cover all the areas in between too. He’s a good cock sucker and a great ass eater, so I was enjoying his work. The shard should have completely melted by now, so I told Doug to get back in the sling. I wasn’t planning on using a huge dildo on him now. I selected one of his dildos that has a knot in it. This one was the Bad Dragon Rex. It wasn’t the largest, but it would be a good prep for later. Doug also had the XL size of this toy, which would be going in later today. I lubed up the dildo while Doug lay in the sling. His hairy ass looked amazing. The straps from his white jockstrap formed a nice contrast with his darker complexion and the amazing fur on his ass. I leaned in for a few licks while I was applying lube to the dildo since I really liked seeing the hair around his hole get wet. Of course, his hole was also a taste treat for me. “Get ready, slave,” I snarled at Doug. I inserted the dildo up to the knot. It went in easily and smoothly. I played around a bit with it, twisting it and moving it in and out of his ass. On one of the insertions, I just kept pushing when we got to the knot. Doug instinctively flexed his ass and allowed the knot to pass through his hole. This is an intense feeling, even though this was one of his smaller knotted toys. I twisted it around inside his ass once he had swallowed the knot, letting it rub up against all the walls of his ass. He was enjoying the sensations and reached for the poppers. I thought about restricting his use but then decided that he’d become an even bigger pig if he was also poppered up. He took a huge snort in each nostril, holding the second one in. I had slowed my movements while he was sniffing from the brown bottle. Once the fumes kicked in, I started to seriously work his hole. First, it was twisting and thrusting. Then, I pulled the knot all the way out and reinserted it into his ass. I did this several times, noticing that it slipped in easier each time. His hole was working up to a good gape. Even though this is just the medium size, the knot is still 8” around. That’s enough to give almost anyone a good ride. I knew Doug could take it (and more), so I was merciless in my pounding. I slipped the dildo all the way into his ass. “Keep it in your ass,” I commanded while I let go of the toy. Doug reached down to hold it in place, and I slapped his hands away. “Just use your ass to keep it in.” Once the knot is past your entrance, you can squeeze your ass muscles to hold it in place, but the pressure will build up, and try to expel it from your ass. I wanted Doug to feel that exquisite torture of holding it in while also wanting to expel it. With that, I stood up and walked away. I sat on the bed and blew a few clouds, watching as Doug struggled to keep the Rex in his ass. He was doing well, using his ass muscles to pull it back in when it tried to move out. It was hot to see him work at keeping it in him. “Push it out,” I snarled when I returned to the sling. Doug quickly shot the dildo out of his ass and into my waiting hands. When it was out, I slid my left fist into his hole. Going in with a fist is a bigger stretch, and he took it like a champ. “Good slave”, I purred as I maneuvered my fist deep into his ass. I fisted Doug, not going for depth this time but rather focused on width. By flexing and twisting my hand as I fisted him, I could widen his gape and let him feel my hand as it moved across his inner chambers. Doug was writhing around on the sling, enjoying the efforts I was putting into making his ass feel amazing. Slowly, I removed my hand from Doug’s ass. He was showing a nice gape by now. I added more lube to the Rex dildo and shoved it into him. Again, it went in easily up to the knot, but it took some pushing from me (and, I’m sure, from Doug) to get the knot to slip past his hole. Once it was in, I told him that he was going to stand up and walk over to the bed while keeping the dildo in place. If it slipped out, I would punish him. I was kind enough to help Doug out of the sling. I walked behind me as he headed to the bed so that I could see if there was any slippage of the dildo. He did a great job of keeping it embedded in his ass. Of course, the knot helps hold it all in place, but he had to fight the natural urge to expel the invader. “Hands and knees, ass facing me,” I commanded. He positioned himself properly, and I took my spot at his ass. His hairy hole looked great wrapped around the toy, and I idly twisted it inside his ass. Since the Rex is not symmetrical, twisting it around lets the knot hit all the spots in his ass. Now, I told him to push it out to the knot and then suck it back in again. This requires some serious muscle coordination, but I knew Doug had a very talented ass. I watched as he let the dildo slowly move out to the knot (that was the easy part). Then, he had to stop it and pull it back into his ass. He did a nice job of it. “Good job, slave”. “Thank you, master”. On his last word, I grabbed the dildo and pulled it back so that the knot was outside his ass again. With no pause, I shoved it back in again. I did this a few times, and Doug was loving it. Then, I took it all the way out since it needed to have some more lube applied. Before I shoved it back in, I told him to take some poppers. I placed the dildo right at his entrance but didn’t go inside his ass. He did the poppers, and once I knew they had taken effect, I told him to sit back down on the toy. Doug moved his ass back, and I helped to get the Rex stabilized on the bed. I held it as he lowered his ass over it. “All the way”, I demanded. Doug kept moving down, past the knot, and taking the whole thing in his ass again. I told Doug to keep the dildo in place while I took care of a few things. Those few things included mixing up some drinks laced with G and getting some other guys to come over and use his ass. What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him – unless it does.

Great advice. I would add that a fisting session is all about communication. Bottoms are in charge. " Stop, " "slow down," "give me a minute," "ready for more," "harder...." are all things tops need to hear and follow. It is his hole--he is in charge!

Just want to say that as someone who's been getting fisted for 10 years or so, EuRawBull's advice is perfect. His points about being sober are worth stressing. Plenty of people fist on chems, but fisting has such a potential for serious injury when not done properly that both parties need to be aware of what they're doing. I'll have a couple of drinks beforehand and use poppers. But I don't get drunk and I won't get fisted by someone who's clearly wasted or high. Getting experience with being fisted is a slow journey, and it's definitely best to take your time and learn gradually.

Any man who turns down a fisting Virgin is being disrespectful. We all had to start at that level. I’ve broken in several virgins … I consider that as part of giving back to the fisting community. And as a Virgin, don’t expect it to happen your first try. It took we weeks of training and stretching before I took my first fist. I remember it perfectly, the sensation of the whole hand sliding in. It was euphoric!

Built for fucking 🙂

Me. ☺️❤️

I’ve always thought questions like this are interesting. Bare is natural, condoms aren’t. Most of us are here because condoms weren’t used. Our fathers didn’t use a condom. Again, it is biologically natural to not use condoms. So, isn’t it “normal” for gay males not to use them? It does feel better, and it is great to give and receive cum.

I met Jayden out at the bars as with most of my hookups. He was a blond twink about 6’1” with a bubble butt and great dick sucking lips. Excellent kisser as well. I took him home one night from the bars and he ended up fucking me doggy style with his 6 inch cock. I was in my trying to use a condom phase so I had him wrap it up. He didn’t seem to mind. After I jerked myself off while he was fucking me, I took the condom off him and sucked him off. He shot a nice load in my mouth that I let dribble out and down my face. I was definitely looking forward to another hookup, but didn’t get to see him for a few months. I saw him out randomly on the street downtown and we made plans for me to come over to his place. Just before I was supposed to go to his place I texted him to confirm his address and asked him if he had condoms. He said he did so I quickly headed over to his place. He was in a town house that only had a garage on the bottom floor with a small foyer and a staircase going up to the main house. I rang the doorbell and a few moments later he pulled me inside and started French kissing me with his beautiful lips. He quickly started stripping my clothes off and I took off his t-shirt and pushed his shorts down to the floor. We were both completely naked in a few seconds. He sucked my cock for a minute and then I returned the favor. I was down on my knees sucking him when he pushed me down so I was laying on my back on the floor, with my head on the first step of the staircase. He lifted my legs up and started rimming me. I was in heaven, his tongue felt amazing. “You have a condom?” I asked him. “Yes,” he said, barely stopping from his rim job. “Where is it?” I asked. “Upstairs in my bedroom,” he replied. “You want to go up there?” I asked. “No.” He said, continuing to rim me, occasionally licking my ball sack. “You’re not gonna fuck me?” I asked him. “I am.” He said. Then he spit on his hand and lubed up his bare cock with it. He put the head of it at my wet hole and started pushing in. “We should probably use a condom,” I said. “I’ll stop if you want me to,” he replied as the head of his raw cock pushed past my sphincter. I Of course I was too horny to stop him and let him slide balls deep into me. We started passionately kissing and he started jack-hammering my hole. I could tell he wasn’t going to last long. Sure enough, a few minutes later he started moaning into our kiss and started to pull away. I wrapped my legs around his back and grabbed his head with one hand to keep our kiss going and jerking my cock with the other. His moans reached a fever pitch and he thrust deep in me. I could feel him flexing his cock as he bred me. I came a moment later, shooting a load up onto my chest. A moment later he pulled his cock out, his seed spilling out on the floor below my ass. He got up and went into his garage to get a towel from his laundry area. He cleaned up his load from the floor and wiped us off. “I’ve wanted to fuck a load into you since I met you,” he told me. “Looks like most of it came out,” I said. “Guess I’ll have to try again,” he said. The next time we made it up to his bed and his load stayed inside me.

Sex began for me with women. It was raw sex from my first time. I’ve maybe had sex with close to 200 women in my life; perhaps only 20 of them I ever used a condom. When I first began playing with men, it was at an ABS. First guy I fucked, I slid inside him raw. Felt like nothing I’d ever experienced. I came so hard when topping bareback. These days I am a bottom, but one of the last guys I ever topped, was this guy with full blown AIDS. The night I decided to get fucked, was some random guy off of Aol. He began with a condom, but his cock felt so incredible, something in my thinking told me I needed him inside me raw. Condom came off. The cocks that went inside me from then on were always bareback. Though I always tried to make sure they didn’t cum inside me, a couple of them did. August of 2005 I actively began going after poz tops. That first time when that raw cock was inside me and I knew he was poz, turned me in so much. I wanted every drop of cum he could fill me up with. I got excited and told him as much. I guess he didn’t know I was neg and wasn’t hip to poz me. From that night since I’ve only been fucked by less than 20 guys, and 19 of them were bareback. Most were poz. Still haven’t knowingly taken a poz load. But I could never stop bareback sex. It’s the only way. I haven’t been fucked by a guy since January 2010. In those years I’ve barebacked 20-25 girls. None of them asked for condoms. A condom is always the responsible choice, but I guess I’m just not that fucking responsible.

My father was the first guy to fuck me. I started seducing when he was drunk when I was 12. When he decided sucking him off and serving as his urinal was not enough, he was happy no one else fucked me yet (he did not need to worry about and STD) and he could not get me pregnant, so he said there was no reason for him to wear a condom. This was right around 1979/1980 so there was no discussion of HIV/AIDS yet. Shortly after dad started fucking me, my older brother found out and him and his high school football team mates started fucking me too. Since the only thing they were concerned about was getting their rocks off and not having to worry about getting me knocked up, no one ever used condoms. In other words, I started out being fucked raw and just continued even after I turned 18 and came out in 1984.

I always fucked bareback, because of my big mushroom head. The very few times I had a rubber was when the guy put it on me. They were always tight for me. The best condom sex I had was when some crackhead put it on me and then used baby oil to grease his hole. It felt sooooo great when the rubber just shredded. Other times I tried a rubber, I took it off after about 10 thrusts.

Part 9 - Monday - Long way home Mark woke to the sensation of his hard cock being massaged by Joe’s ass. Joe had taken advantage of Mark’s morning wood and, having impaled himself, was trying to milk another load out of his brother. Mark reached his arm around, pulled his brother closer as he thrust his hips against Joe’s butt, driving his cock in deep. He continued to drill into Joe’s warm pussy and rolled him over on to his stomach. The pounding awoke Kyle, who rolled over and watched his boyfriend get fucked again by Mark. Mark soon felt the cum rise and began to pump his load inside his brother’s doomed cunt. Mark pulled out and looked at Kyle, “Your turn,” he said as he moved off. Kyle climbed behind Joe, pulled him to his knees, driving his hard cock into Joe’s cum slicked hole. Mark sat back and watched, trying to decide which was hotter - watching his brother get fucked or Kyle’s ass as it flexed with each thrust. Mark stood up and moved behind Kyle, whispering in his ear and urging him on. As Kyle pulled back out of Joe, Mark shoved his cum-covered cock into Kyle, who moaned loudly and fucked himself on Mark's cock and then ramming back into Joe. Mark worked Kyle’s nipples, pinching and twisting them which caused Kyle to clamp down on Mark’s cock. Kyle was in pure bliss and tried to hold off his orgasm but finally gave in and shoved his throbbing cock into his boyfriend. Mark felt Kyle’s breathing change and as he lunged forward into Joe, Mark pushed forward ramming his cock deep into Kyle. Kyle shot a large wad of neg cum into Joe while his ass milked a poz load out of Mark into his own hole. The guys lay in a pile, their cocks and asses twitching as their systems calmed down. After several minutes Mark extracted himself from the pile, entered the bathroom, and took a shower, giving himself a thorough cleansing, after which, having dried himself, he stepped back into the bedroom to find Joe and Kyle were still in bed, making out, as a matter of fact. Giving the two boys a smile of approval, Mark dressed in his workout clothing and headed towards the gym. The gym was empty and Mark looked over the equipment again while stretching out. He hopped on the elliptical machine and began. He worked up a good sweat and kept pushing himself. He heard a noise and looked towards the door as Dennis walked in. Dennis had a big smile and he headed toward Mark. Instead of stopping he motioned with his head toward the locker room. Mark got off the machine and followed Dennis. Once inside the locker room, Dennis pinned Mark against the lockers and kissed him roughly. Finally, he pulled back away from Mark and said “Thanks for setting that party up. That was freakin' wild. I’ve seen those guys around but never thought they might be toxic breeders. The only time I’ve seen Luis was with his ass backed up to a glory hole at the new ABS. My boyfriend loved putting his cock in my ass last night and feeling all that cum inside.” Mark nodded “Yeah, it was a lot of fun. Hopefully everyone got what he wanted.” “Oh yeah, I know I did. I hope it's enough to do the trick,” Dennis replied. “Let’s make sure. Turn around and drop those pants,” Mark commanded. Dennis grinned and turned around, unbuttoned his pants and let them fall. Bending over the bench he spread his ass. Mark could readily see that Dennis' hole was still swollen. Mark dropped his shorts, slipped his cock out of the side of the pouch and stroked his already stiffening cock. He spit on Dennis’s hole and shoved his cock in half way and held it there. “What’s the charge for a late checkout?” Mark asked. Dennis was surprised by the question, but answered “One load and you can checkout by one, sir." The pain was clearly showing in his voice. “Mmmm, good, that’s all I need,” Mark replied as he thrust his cock the rest of the way in. Mark knew Dennis wasn’t ready for his cock and could feel Dennis’ hole spasm around it. As the spasms subsided, he began to piston in and out of Dennis’ pussy. He enjoyed fucking Dennis, who was one of those bottoms who knew how to work a cock, yet who always let the top be in control. Mark knew time was short though, and he began to make longer and longer thrusts until his cock was just coming out of Dennis’s hole before he drove back in. Dennis started to beg for Mark’s load and his bug. Hearing Dennis plead just made Mark fuck harder until he felt the load build in his balls. He put his arm around Dennis’s neck and slammed his cock in hard a few times before the cum began to shoot, coating Dennis’s guts. As he lay on top of his back, Mark’s sweat soaked into Dennis’ shirt as he whispered in Dennis’ ear “I wish I could be here when you convert and become a true poz pig. It won’t be long.” Mark pulled his cock out and Dennis turned back around and started to lick the cum and ass juice off his cock. When Mark was satisfied, he pulled his cock out of Dennis’s mouth and tucked it back inside the jock and put his shorts on. “Text me and let me know how things turn out, okay?” Dennis replied “Yeah, I will.” “Oh, and check up on the Steven and Joe. You guys need to help each other out when your bodies lose the battle with the bug. I’m pretty sure all four of you will be poz soon.” Mark walked back to the room with a smile on his face. Joe and Kyle were dressed and sitting on the couch smoking a bowl. Mark stripped as soon as the door closed and headed to the shower. “Smells like someone had a good workout” Joe yelled as the water in the shower turned on. A few minutes later Mark came out and put on the last of his clean clothes. “I’m heading over to the Tattoo shop. Do you guys want to go?” Joe and Kyle jumped up and said “Hell, yeah.” They drove over to the shop and walked in. Thad was over near his tattoo chair sketching on a drawing pad. He stopped and greeted the guys “Hey, guys. Glad you came back. Daryl is in back if you want to see him.” “I just want to pick up a couple piercings” Mark said. Kyle immediately picked up when Mark stopped “And I want to see about an appointment.” “Yeah, I warned him. I think that's what he’s getting ready for. Let me get him,” Thad replied. Soon out of the doorway walked Thad and right behind him was Daryl. Daryl wasn’t what Mark was expecting. Daryl looked to be in his late 30’s, stood about six foot tall and was on his way to becoming a bear. Like Thad, he sported a long pony tail but instead of scruff he had a bushy beard. Barrel chested with fur popping out from under his tank top, and thick legs that looked like they could break Thad in two in a flash. Daryl was no stranger to the piercing needle either. Mark spotted numerous piercings in both ears, a bridge and septum piercings in his nose, snake bites in his lower lip, large nipple rings were visible through his tank top. Mark noticed the ink too. While not as dense as Thad’s or his own, it covered a large part of his visible skin. Daryl let out a hearty “Hi, what can I help you with?” Kyle hesitated a moment so Mark answered with “I saw a couple piercings in your display while Joe was getting inked yesterday that I would like to get.” “Sure, which ones?” Mark pointed out the ones he saw the day before and Daryl unlocked the cabinet and pulled them out and laid them on the counter. Daryl looked at Mark’s chest, the tight fitting t-shirt revealing all of the curves. “You don’t seem to have your nips pierced for these so I assume its for a PA?” He didn’t wait for an answer and continued “Obviously these are just for decoration. I don’t recommend leaving these in during sex since they’ll shred the pussy you’re fucking. The one with the mini mace balls especially.” Mark chuckled “Yeah, probably.” “These are 7/8ths inch diameter. I have the one on the left in 3/4 and one inch too.” Mark said “OK, I’ll take the mace one and the other one in 3/4 inch.” “Great. That's the last mace one I have. I only made up a couple. A lot of guys get freaked out when they see it. Let me grab the other one and we’ll be done,” Daryl said as he rummaged through a box looking for the right size., ringing up Mark's purchase and then asking “Was that it? Thad said something about someone wanting to get a PA.” Kyle responded “That would be me, but I want to get two.” Mark and Daryl looked at him with a perplexed look. “Oh, not both for me. One for me and one for my boyfr… er, uh, Joe,” Kyle said, looking completely embarrassed. Mark laughed and Daryl looked at the clock checking to see if there was enough time before saying “I think we can squeeze two in if you don’t mind being together when I do it. And if he’s your boyfriend, I would hope neither of you minds.” Kyle pulled out a wad of money, settling the transaction. Daryl ushered both Joe and Kyle into the back room and Mark followed Daryl. Mark noticed poking up above the neckline of Daryl’s tank top was the top of a biohazard tattoo between his shoulder blades and smiled. “Nice ink, Daryl,” patting him on the biohazard tat. “OK, both of you stand next to the table and drop your pants and underwear and lets figure out where we do this” Daryl said. Mark interrupted and said “Let's pierce them a bit larger than you usually do. An eight gauge, maybe. They’re not going to change their mind and they will be stretching them as soon as possible. Daryl looked at Joe and Kyle asking “You okay with this?” Joe replied “He’s the expert.” Daryl said “Cool” before first lifting Kyle’s cock and looking it over. Reaching over and grabbing an alcohol wipe he tore it open and sanitized the top quarter of his penis. Daryl then picked up a marker and put a dot at the spot the needle would go in. He grabbed another alcohol wipe and slid his chair over to Joe. He followed the same procedure with Joe, releasing his cock. Mark was rubbing his cock through his jeans as Daryl continued “You guys have really nice cocks. They would look even better with a ladder, I bet.” Joe and Kyle looked back bewildered. “A ladder?” they both said. Daryl said “Yeah. A Jacob’s ladder. It's a series of bars that run up the cock perpendicular to it. Here, let me show you,” as Daryl stood, dropped his shorts, lifted his cock, displaying the row of eight bars across the bottom of his cock and the mace balled PA ring on the end. “That would wreck a hole,” Joe said as Daryl pulled up his shorts, smiling. “OK, there’s only room for one on the table, so Joe you stand to the side and Kyle you get up and lay back.” Daryl pulled over a tray and ripped open a swab. “This has a topical numbing liquid on it, but a lot of guys think this is the worst part of getting a PA. Do you ever play with sounds?” Daryl asked, looking at Kyle. “Sounds?” Kyle asked a little bewildered. “Ah, never mind. Look it up. It can be fun.” With that, Daryl stuck the swap into Kyle’s piss slit and pushed it down and twisted it around. Kyle squirmed and whimpered. “Once I start with the needle, you have to be still. No more moving around. Got it?” said Daryl in a stern voice. Kyle nodded and gripped the table with one hand and Joe’s hand with the other. Daryl waited a minute for the anesthetic to do its work and picked up the receiving tube and slid it down Kyle’s urethra and then got the needle. “Breathe deep a few times, nice and slow. In……. out….” Daryl told Kyle. On the third inhale, Daryl pushed the needle in, sliding the ring in behind the needle and pulling the receiver out. He popped the ball into the ring and blotted the blood off. “You okay?” he asked. “Yeah, I’m ready. Poke me when you want,” Kyle replied. Daryl chuckled “It’s done, you goof.” Kyle looked down at his cock head with the ring in it. "Wow,” was all he could say. “Fuck, that is amazing,” was Joe’s response. Daryl looked up at Joe and said “Good, cuz you’re next.” Daryl wrapped the head of Kyle’s cock in gauze and helped him sit up and stand. Kyle pulled up his underwear putting his wrapped cock inside and pulled up his pants. Kyle walked over to a chair and sat down. Joe hopped up on the table and was ready by the time Daryl walked back. Daryl threw away the used wrapping and dumped the needle and receiver in a biohazard waste container and set up the items for Joe. Mark moved next to the table and grabbed Joe’s hand, his cock tenting his pants. Daryl repeated the procedure except Joe watched every step. After it was done, Joe sat up on the table with his bandaged cock and pulled up his underwear before standing and slowly pulling up his jeans, gingerly stuffing his cock in. Daryl looked at Mark and said “I assume you know how to care for your boys’ new piercings?” Mark looked at Daryl and laughed before explaining “Joe is my brother. I’m just visiting for the weekend. “ “Oooohhhh. Sorry” Daryl responded. “No need to apologize, but I will tell them about what to do… and not do. The ‘no sex for a few weeks’ part is going to be the worst for them, I bet.” As they walked back to the front of the shop, Daryl handed each of them a small bottle of mild soap and a sheet telling them what to do and not to do. “Be sure to follow the soaking instructions. It may be a pain, but will help it heal more quickly,” Daryl said. Thad tapped Joe on the shoulder and said “We didn’t schedule your next visit yesterday. Can we do it two weeks from yesterday, same time?” Joe replied “I think that will work, unless I have the flu then.” Mark smiled. Mark drove back to the hotel and packed his suitcase and backpack. The three of them got in the car and Mark dropped Joe and Kyle off at their apartment. Standing on the curb, Mark gave Joe a big hug. “Keep in touch. I’ll call Mom and Dad on my drive to the airport and tell them what we decided. Don’t forget it. Oh, and let me know what happens,” he said with a smile. Mark then gave a big hug to Kyle whispering in his ear “Take care of each other. You may be sick together. Text me if you need anything.” Mark got in the car and drove back towards the highway. Driving down the expressway he dialed his Mom, who answered the call on the first ring. Clearly she had been waiting for the call as she began her usual harangue “Why didn’t you call us? We were worried. Are you okay? How is Joe? Where are you?” Mark waited for the string of questions to end before he bothered to speak. “Everything is okay. Not perfect, but okay. And both Joe and I are fine.” He detailed the story n which Joe and he had agreed, assuring his parents that things will work out well for Joe. “He just needs to survive one and a half semesters and he will graduate," Mark added. “I’m almost to the airport, so I have to hang up. I’ll talk to you soon. Bye.” Mark hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief. Mark took the exit off the highway and pulled down the side street to the car rental place. Pulling in to the lot he spotted Aaron sitting on a bench tapping away at his phone. Mark stopped and got out of the car and got his bags. When he turned around there was Aaron standing in front of him with a very big smile. “Hi. Welcome back. I hope the car was okay. Did you have a good time visiting?” Aaron said a bit too enthusiastically. Mark then saw Aaron gazing at his crotch and just smiled. “Oh, let's put your stuff back in the car. The shuttle bus is having issues, so I’ll drive you over to the airport,” Aaron explained. Mark saw the shuttle bus in the pickup zone with the driver standing next to it and just shook his head, wondering where this was going but said “Okay, thanks.” Mark got in the car and Aaron drove the car to the exit and the person in the hut just raised the gate and waved. Aaron drove down the road and made a few turns before he pulled into an abandoned self serve car wash. Parking the car, Aaron looked over at Mark saying “I hope we have time for a repeat. I couldn’t stop thinking about you fucking me all weekend long. You’re right, bare does feel better and I tried out a few other cocks to make sure.” Mark looked around and saw no one but still said “Here?” Aaron said “This is the only place I could find nearby. The rental office has too many people today.” “Alright, then” and Mark got out of the car and walked around to the driver's side grinning. Aaron got out and started to get in the back seat when Mark pulled him back and pushed him against the car, his chest against Aaron’s back, whispering in his ear “You want to fuck here, then we do it outside.” Sliding Aaron towards the front of the car, he bent him over on the hood (bonnet). Reaching around, he unbuckled Aaron’s belt, unbuttoned the pants and then pushed them down to his knees. When he tried to pull down Aaron’s underwear, it was caught on his hard cock. He slid his hands in Aaron’s underwear and stroked Aaron’s cock and freed the underwear. He kept stroking Aaron until he started to feel precum ooze from his cock. Coating his finger with Aaron’s precum he spread it over Aaron’s hole and then slid his finger inside. Slowly he finger fucked Aaron until he was able to get two fingers inside. His fingernail would occasionally catch and scratch Aaron’s tender cunt. Mark’s cock was straining at his jeans. He undid them and let them drop as his cock poked over the top of his jockstrap. Mark pulled his cock out the side of his jock and stroked it. Moving close behind Aaron he asked “What do you want Aaron?” “Please, sir, fuck me again” Aaron replied. Mark wanted to hear him beg for his toxic load “And?” “Please, sir, cum inside me. Fill me up with your seed,” Aaron begged. Mark teased his hole with his dripping cock as Aaron pushed his ass back, trying to snare himself on Mark. “Are you sure? I may have picked up something from one of the boys I fucked this weekend,” Mark added. “I don’t care. I need your cock and cum in me. PLEASE FUCK ME,” Aaron pleaded. The last part was loud and if anyone had been within a few hundred yards they would have heard it. Mark looked down, positioned his cock on Aaron’s pink hole and began the slide in. Aaron was panting and trying to relax as Mark’s cock relentlessly pushed inside aided by Mark’s pus and precum. Aaron gasped as he felt the head pop inside the outer ring. Mark’s cock felt better and thicker than any he had taken and he needed to feel it fuck him roughly until he got filled with hot, creamy cum. Mark waited a moment letting Aaron get used to his thick cock and then started thrusting his cock in. It wasn’t going easy. He didn’t want to get caught fucking Aaron in public but he needed to breed this sweet 19 year old hole again. Each jab of his cock pushed Aaron’s face into the hood of the car. Harder and faster he rammed his cock into Aaron’s pussy. 'He’s going to be knocked up before he’s twenty', thought Mark, mentally adding '“hopefully it's my seed that does it'. He felt his balls start to tighten and asked Aaron “You want this load?” “YES SIR! BREED MY ASS!” was Aaron's immediate response. It was all the encouragement that Mark needed. He slammed his cock in at an angle, scraping his PA along Aaron’s colon and began pumping another toxic load into Aaron's body. “Yes! YES! I CAN FEEL IT!” screamed Aaron. Mark gave a few hard thrusts and pulled his cock out. Looking down he saw some streaks of blood and cum on his cock. He pulled Aaron back and forced him to his knees. “Lick my cock clean, Aaron” Mark said in a commanding voice. Aaron looked up at Mark, unsure he could lick a cock that had just been in his ass. Mark nodded and Aaron began to clean his first cock - cum, puss, blood and all. The taste of cum drove him crazy with lust and he made sure he licked Mark’s cock and balls clean. Mark stood back and helped Aaron to his feet. They both pulled up their pants and got into the car and started driving back to the airport terminal. Nothing was said for a few minutes until Aaron said “Thank you, that was even hotter than the last time.” During the rest of the drive Mark debated telling Aaron about the poz cum in his ass, soaking in and becoming part of his body, but decided it really didn’t matter at this point. Aaron would find out soon enough if he was infected. If he kept up getting bred by strangers he would end up poz anyway. Aaron dropped Mark off at the terminal and Mark gave him a hug telling him “Thanks, hope you liked it as much as I did.” Aaron blushed and said “Oh, I did!” Mark walked inside and checked in for his flight. After making it through security, Mark sat at his gate for a while thinking about the weekend. He only got one load, but what a fuck it was. Every hole that he bred was neg, but probably not for much longer. He felt closer to his brother than ever before. His daydreaming was stopped as he heard the boarding announcement so he got in line. Walking on the airplane he was greeted by the same male flight attendant who had caught him reeking of cum. They both smiled and nodded at each other as he got on the plane and found his seat. Thankfully no one was next to him and the elderly woman in the aisle seat didn’t try to talk to him. He slept most of the flight waking up just in time to get his little cup of soda. The flight attendant winked at him as he got his drink and he chuckled to himself “Don’t get your hopes up. Not my type, sister.” After they landed Mark joined the herd getting off the plane and went up to the board looking for his new gate number. Just as he found it a hand rested on his shoulder and he heard “Do you need any help sir?” It was the flight attendant. “Let me show you the way” he said as Mark started to protest. They walked down the concourse and the flight attendant said “You must have had a really good time when you were here last Thursday. I’d like to nail that ass and leave my load in you like the other guy did.” Mark looked at the guy in disbelief and said “I’m mostly a top.” The flight attendant laughed “Ive heard that before, honey” and nudged Mark to his right, into the men’s room where he got fucked the last time. The flight attendant wasted no time and directed Mark back to the stalls and pushed him into the same stall as last time. Opening up his pants he looked at Mark and said “Suck it, Mr. Top.” Mark found himself strangely turned on and opened his mouth and started sucking what looked like a very average cut cock. As it grew in his mouth he realized it was bigger than he thought, maybe eight inches long and not quite as thick as Mark’s. His face started to get fucked and the long cock pushed into his throat. Mark was no stranger to long cocks and he gave it a good working over. As quick as it started, Mark felt the cock get pulled from his mouth and he was getting up and turning around. “Drop them” he was told and he did, only to hear a quiet laugh behind him. The flight attendant rubbed his cock around Mark’s hole and then just shoved in. Mark gasped and felt the rest of the guy's cock slide in. “Yeah, you know how to take cock pretty good for a top. Well, you’re my bitch now,” the attendant muttered. His ass was getting pummeled. The sounds of the hand dryers was drowning out the quiet grunts he was making as he leaned against the wall being used just like he had used Aaron a few hours earlier. The flight attendant's breathing changed, and the tell-tale thrusts told Mark he was about to be bred, and sure enough, with one hard slam which pushed him up against the wall, Mark felt his gut being flooded with cum. He also felt the attendant's hot breath on his neck as the last few spurts filled his gut. The flight attendant whispered “A slut like you doesn’t mind an ass full of toxic cum, I’m sure. Enjoy.” Suddenly his ass was empty and the flight attendant was wiping his cock off with some toilet paper then walking out of the stall, leaving Mark just like he was the week before. Mark cleaned himself up a bit and and left the bathroom, walking over to the gate for his flight home. He sat down feeling the squishiness in his ass as he tried to keep it in. He sent off a text to Eric, asking if he was okay. A few minutes later he got a reply “Feel like hell but need ur cock.” Mark remembered that feeling - sick and unbelievably horny at the same time. His flight started boarding and he got up found his seat on the plane. He fell asleep before the flight took off and woke up as the wheels hit the ground. Mark collected his stuff and grabbed a Uber home. Walking in, he dropped his stuff just inside the door and went into the bedroom. Looking down at Eric, he was surprised at how bad he looked - pale and covered in sweat. He took his clothes off and climbed in bed, kissing Eric on the forehead. Eric moaned and giving a very weak “Hi, babe.” Mark rolled Eric over on his side and kissed his neck while wrapping his arm around Eric’s torso. Mark reached down and Eric was rock hard. “Fuck me,” Eric whispered. Mark was very turned on by the sight of his boyfriend converting and his own cock was fully erect. Mark slid his cock into Eric, feeling the warmth of his fevered body. Slowly he fucked Eric, knowing he couldn’t take the intensity of their usual fuck. It didn’t matter, after only a few minutes Mark couldn’t hold back and began to shoot volleys of cum into his boyfriend's newly poz hole. He kissed Eric again, holding him tight and left his cock deep inside as they both passed out.

Part 8 - Sunday - Party Time Mark woke up on the couch and went into the bathroom to take a morning piss and noticed his cock was dripping. He chuckled thinking 'Guess I picked up something else. I’ll get that checked when I get back home'. He let the piss flow and got in the shower. His body had a distinctly funky odor which undoubtedly related to the sweaty breeding sessions for the past day. Looking back he had the impression he had been neglecting Kyle. But he also rationalized his priority was to make sure his brother’s body absorbed as much virus laden cum as possible, and, of course, would soon never shoot another neg load. Besides, even if he didn’t infect Kyle, Joe would surely finish the job. As he was drying off he heard his phone buzz. Who would text him this early? His mom never sent him a text message and it was too early for his friends at home. Walking naked over to the phone and he picked it up. The message was from Eric and read "Sick. Feel like dying. Sweats, fever, everything hurts, glands swollen. Is this it? Love u.” Mark smiled. His bug had another victim. He texted out a reply “Yeah, u r converting. Wish I was there 2 help. Drink fluids. B back tomorrow night. Love u 2.” Mark then sent another text to a friend of theirs, Dan, who Mark had helped charge up. “Eric sick. Prob poz. Can u check on him today n tomorrow? He needs Gatorade. thx.” Mark got dressed and went down to the lobby area to get some breakfast. It was a bit more crowded than the day before and Chris was there with the family. Mark got some fruit and juice and decided that the waffles looked good. While waiting for it to cook he felt an arm on his shoulder. It was Chris who whispered in his ear “Thanks, bud. That was the hottest thing I’ve ever done. Left the cum in for a few hours. It was pink when I dumped it out in the toilet. Is that normal?” “Yeah, pretty common. Good chance you caught the bug though. Look for the flu in a few weeks if you did.” “Fuck! That’s hot” Chris replied with a smile as he returned to his family. The waffle alarm went off, Mark pulled his waffle out, added the butter and syrup and took a seat at a nearby table to eat. As he was finishing-up, a woman, Chris' wife, in fact, approached his table saying “Excuse me. Uh, Chris told me I need to apologize for my comments the other morning. I’m sorry if I offended you.” Mark glared up at the woman. “That’s not really an apology, you’re just saying what you were told to say. You shouldn’t jump to conclusions about people based on your prejudices. I’ve met drug dealers that looked like accountants and you probably would think they are nice guys. I don’t need your empty apology. Just go back to your family and think about being more accepting of people that don’t look like you.” He put the last bite into his mouth and got up and put his plate in the trash. As he walked out he saw Chris and his wife arguing. Mark grabbed his phones and keys, texted “On my way” and drove over to Joe’s apartment. When he got there he knocked on the door, but it swung open. He heard the shower running and smelled the coffee brewing. Heading back to the bedroom he found Joe sprawled out on the bed, face down and naked. Smiling, he kicked off his shoes, pulled off his sleeveless tee and dropped his jeans. He rubbed his cock which was already getting hard inside his jock and let it free out the side of the pouch. Softly climbing on the bed he spit on Joe’s ass and started to push his cock into his brother’s battered hole. Sliding in he felt a load of cum already inside him and chuckled thinking 'Kyle lubed him up for me'. A moan came from Joe and he pushed his ass up, his face, however, still buried in in the mattress. Mark began to drive his cock deeper and the moans got louder. He started jabbing his cock into Joe’s chute at all sorts of angles hoping to find some part he hadn’t already abused. He pulled out and slammed his cock back in and heard Joe groan. Soon he was pounding his brother’s hole as fast as he could, forcing Joe back down flat on the bed. The bed was squeaking and banging into the wall until Mark thrust in hard and felt his cock spray his cum inside Joe’s cunt. Collapsing on to Joe’s back Mark whispered in his brother's ear “Morning, sunshine,” laying prone for a minute or so, resting. “Fuck, you are just a breeding machine,” Kyle announced from the doorway. Mark laughed and pulled his cock out and started to get up. Kyle gave him a 'ahem', tossing him a butt plug. Mark understood Kyle's unspoken command, and pushed the plug into Joe’s hole, getting it most of the way in before Joe’s hole sucked it deep inside. Mark heard his hookup phone ring from inside his jeans. He picked it up and it was a local number that he didn’t know. Answering, it was Steven. Mark went out to the living room and let Joe get up and take a shower and get ready. Steven asked about the party. Mark told him “Well, its at 3 at my hotel room. Room 152 of the Rest Inn Lodge. There will be 5 guys at least, but less than 10. Just like last night, you don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. I do want to warn you though, there are going to be a couple poz guys there.” Mark heard a gasp and “What?” come from Steven. Mark was sure he lost him at that point but added “You can play with whoever you want..” All he got in response was a sullen “Oh, OK. Bye” and Steven hung up. “Fuck!” Mark thought to himself. He had really wanted to fuck Steven. It had been a while since he had been inside a guy that who had only been fucked once and he was really cute and innocent. About that time Joe and Kyle came into the room. Looking at the clock, Mark said “No time for coffee. We gotta go or we’ll be late.” Mark drove the three of them over to the tattoo studio which was in a strip mall in one of the rougher parts of town. They walked in and there was Thad prepping his equipment. Thad stood about six foot four and was skinny. His hair was in a long pony tail and his face covered in scruff. Dressed in a tank top, shorts and sandals you could see that almost all of the skin below his neck was covered in various colors of ink - arms, chest, hands, legs and feet. Thad said “Hi, come on over.” Looking at Mark you could see his mind sifting through his previous clients. “I remember you now. Damn, you really added a lot more ink since I last saw you.” Mark laughed “Yeah I used what you started and took it a lot farther. Hope you like it.” Thad checked out the artwork and kept nodding “Yeah, very nice work. Wish I had done it.” Mark explained “I moved to California and got the rest of it done out there. When my brother here said he wanted a tattoo, I told him he should come to you.” “Thanks, I appreciate it. Now, let's get started. Which one of you is the victim, er, client?” Joe answered "That would be me," with a nervous laugh. Thad showed him the drawings that he came up with based on the images Mark had sent - one complete drawing and four others with the various layers he would do. Joe nodded in agreement as Thad explained "Now, this is going to cover from your elbow to your collarbone, wrapping around the front on to your pec and back onto your shoulder blade, right?” “Yeah, that's what I want,” Joe replied. With a marker, Thad marked out the limits. “You want a hard line at the bottom or a fade?” “I like it hard” Joe said with a laugh. “Okay, let's talk money. How do you want to do this? Pay for each session or all today?” Mark interrupted “I’m paying and I’ll pay for it all today. It’s his graduation present.” As Mark counted out the money they agreed on, Mark whispered in Thad’s ear “Here’s an extra hundred. When he earns it, give him a biohazard tat.” Thad looked at Mark and nodded with a grin on his face. “Fuck yeah, you think he’s close?” “I think so,” Mark replied. “Have a seat and we’ll get started. Today we’re just doing the outline of the tattoo. It should take about ninety minutes to two hours, depending on breaks. Let me know if you need to stop for anything - piss, smoke, jerk, whatever." Joe pulled his shirt off and sat down in the chair, feeling the plug jab his ass, earning a wince. “Most of this will go pretty quick, but the inside of the arm is harder since I have to do it upside down and the skin is a lot more sensitive there so some people find it painful.” With that, the room filled with the buzz of the tattoo pen and Joe felt the jab of the needle. His cock immediately stiffened. He had been waiting two years for this and it was happening. He stared around the shop trying to stay still. Mark and Kyle started wandering around the shop looking at the artwork on the walls, the book containing the work that Thad had done. Mark even found his picture and showed it to Kyle. Against a side wall was a display case with hundreds of piercings in it. Mark asked “You do piercing too, Thad?” “Kinda, my boyfriend does the piercing side of the business. He’s off at a show today.” Mark looked at the items and spotted exactly what he was looking for. A circular barbell like the one the guy in the airport had. Next to it was an even more evil looking one that was like his with little spikes on the balls. “Cool. Can I get anything today or do I have to wait for him to get back?” Thad responded “Ya gotta wait. He’ll beat my ass if I touch his shit. He’ll be back tomorrow.” Mark smiled and continued looking around. Thad raised Joe’s arm and started in on the under side of his upper arm. Joe had been silent for the rest of the work and suddenly was visibly hurting from the pen jabbing the tender skin. “Yeah, I know this hurts. Its what separates the queens from the studs” Thad joked. Joe never thought he was into pain, but his cock was straining at his shorts and there was a wet spot growing. Kyle hadn't said much the whole time, frequently rubbing his cock through his jeans getting turned on watching his boyfriend get marked up. He asked Thad “Do you know if he has any openings tomorrow?” Thad paused, glanced at the appointment book and answered “Yeah, there are a couple in the morning but his afternoon is booked solid. What are you thinking of?” “I can’t decide if I want my nips done first or a PA” Kyle replied. “Go for the PA” Thad said before adding “It heals a lot faster and feels fucking awesome for both of you when you have sex.” “Yeah, I know. That's why I want one like Mark’s.” Kyle said. Thad gave Mark a smile as he finished up the first layer of Joe’s tattoo. Thad then helped Joe get to his feet, and walked him over to the mirror to show him what had gotten done. Joe sat there turning back and forth admiring the work. “I’ll put some cream on it and bandage it up so there is no infection” Thad told Joe and finished telling him what to do to help his arm heal. “Come back in a couple weeks and I’ll do the second layer.” As they went to leave Mark told Thad “Thanks, and I guess we’ll see you and your boyfriend tomorrow.” The three got in the car and Mark drove over to the store, running in and leaving Joe and Kyle in the car. When he got back to the car he found Kyle and Joe in the back seat with Joe sucking Kyle’s cock. Mark put the beer in the trunk and got in, telling the guys “Save it for later. You guys need to be ready for a few hours of fucking.” He then drove back to the apartment. As they walked in the front door Mark asked “Got any weed you can bring? Any toys you want? Oh, and grab some lube.” The three hopped back into the car and Mark drove over to the hotel, parking in front of his room again. They guys got out and took their boxes of goodies into the room. Mark looked at the time: it was 2:30 PM. Half hour to go. He sent Kyle and Joe down the hall to get ice for the tray to keep the beer and water cool. When they came back, Mark was in the shower cleaning himself inside and out. Joe looked at him and asked “What the fuck are you doing?” Mark replied with a smile “Gotta be prepared. I never turn down a chance for a recharge.” Kyle stripped and joined Mark in the shower and did the same. Joe bent over and pulled the plug from his hole and nothing drained out. He cleaned the plug off and joined them in the shower. The guys sat around the room drinking and smoking a bit while watching the porn on the memory stick that Dennis had set up. They all recognized several scenes and Mark realized that every scene showed someone with a biohazard or scorpion tat breeding a young innocent looking guy. Soon there was a knock on the door. Mark grabbed a towel, wrapped it around his waist and opened the door. Dennis walked in and gave Mark a kiss and a hug before realizing they weren’t alone. Surprised, he moved back. Mark put his arm on Dennis’s shoulder and brought him into the room. “Dennis, meet my brother Joe and his boyfriend Kyle. Joe and Kyle this is Dennis. He, uh, works here and is into hot raw sex just like us.” Dennis blushed a bit and went over next to the dresser and took his clothes off, bending over and putting them in the bottom drawer. Joe and Kyle stared at Dennis’s bent over ass saying “fuck yeah” almost at the same time. Kyle packed another bowl and passed it to Dennis who took a big hit and passed it around. After he exhaled he said with a smile “I was going to bring my boyfriend but he had to go to his parents' house for some disaster. He told me to be sure to bring home a souvenir of the activities to share with him.” He grabbed a beer and sat down next to Kyle on the couch. A few minutes later, right on time there was another knock at the door. Mark walked over naked and opened it up and standing before him was Tony, a tall muscular black guy that looked to be in his mid 30’s and the Latino bartender from the club. The three new guys walked in, and Tony said pointing to the tall black guy “This is my partner Derrick and I think you met Luis the other night at the club.“ Greetings were exchanged and the newcomers all started to strip, dumping their clothes on the floor in three piles. Mark introduced Joe, Kyle and Dennis to the new arrivals while checking out Tony, Derrick and Luis. Derrick was similar in stature to Tony but slightly taller. Both obviously worked out a lot as their arms and legs were thick and muscular. Derrick’s head was shaved and he sported a bushy goatee. It was hard to discern the tattoos on Derrick’s body but Mark spotted the large biohazard tattoo between his navel and his sizable thick pierced cock. In contrast to Tony and Derrick, Luis was built lean, his cock hung low (even when soft), and was uncut. He was also startlingly short, coming in about a foot shorter than both Tony and Derrick. Mark finally stopped staring long enough to say “Rules of the party - if you fuck, you breed. If you get fucked you take the load. I know Joe, Kyle and Dennis are versatile take ALL loads in their neg holes. Tony? I know you’re poz and I assume Derrick is too with that tattoo.” Tony licked his lips while looking over Dennis, Joe and Kyle “Uh, all three of us are poz. Luis just got over his fuck flu a week ago. Oh, and we are all versatile too.” Kyle blurted out “Who’s toxic then?” Tony, Derrick, Luis and Mark all raised their hand. “Fuck, yeah!" exclaimed all three of the three neg guys. While the new guys helped themselves to the beer and pot they all started talking. The talking soon moved to groping. Mark went over to his suitcase and pulled out a few toys and a pill bottle with several little blue pills. “If anyone needs a dick pill, here are some I brought. Joe and Kyle walked over to their box and pulled out two harnesses, one of which was the one that Joe had on the previous day with the biohazard symbols on the straps and the other one was plain. Tony, Derrick and Mark all swallowed a blue pill and washed it down with a swig of beer. As a couple guys started moving to the bed there was a knock on the door. Mark looked at the clock and it was twenty after three. He grabbed the towel from before and wrapped his waist as everyone else got really quiet. Mark cracked the door open and asked "Yes?" Mark looked through the crack and standing there shaking just like the night before was Steven. Mark ushered Steven into the room with the introduction "Everyone, this is Steven. Steven this is Tony, Luis, Dennis, Kyle, Derrick and Joe." “Hey” he said in acknowledgement. “We were just about to start. I didn’t expect you to join us today.” Mark said. Steven took a big breath and said “The more I thought about it, the more excited I got. I told my parents that I have a project for school to work on so I can’t work tonight.” “Cool. Get naked and we can get started” Mark instructed. Derrick piped up and said “He’s fucking cute, but I don’t fuck kids.” Tony nodded in agreement. “I’m 21, sir. Is that okay?” Steven responded. “Oh, yeah. Works for me. I hope you like black cock.” Steven beamed “I haven’t tried one yet sir. Ask me later and I will tell you if I did.” Mark’s new protective nature took over and he turned to Steven. “Joe, Dennis and Kyle are the only neg guys here, so pick your partners with that info.” “I hope I get poz and neg cock inside me and my dick in anyone that wants it” Steven said bluntly. Mark smiled and thought 'I may get my wish after all'. Kyle walked over to Steven and helped him finish undressing. He then walked him to the bathroom and into the shower. “I remember my first sex party and I dont want you to make the same mistake. Let’s clean you up a bit.” With that explanation Kyle grabbed the shower douche and helped him clean out. Once done, the two walked back to the room and looked around. Dennis was on his knees nursing Luis’s cock to full hardness next to the couch. Mark had Joe on the bed and was rimming his ass and stroking Joe’s cock. Tony and Derrick were standing in the middle of the room,each stroking his cock with one hand and pinching the other's nipples with the other hand. Derrick moved first and moved towards Steven and put his large hand on Steven’s back and directed him to the side of the bed opposite Mark and Joe. That left Tony and Kyle. They wasted no time going to the foot of the bed. Luis held Dennis’s head still as he started to fuck it slowly. Dennis was enjoying Luis’ thrusts, especially when Luis' cock hit the back of Dennis’s throat. He tried to lunge forward to take it all but Luis held firm. “You like that toxic cock? ” Luis asked. Dennis could only briefly mumble “mmmmm” before the cock went deeper and he couldn’t make any sound. Dennis’s tongue kept swiping across Luis’ cock and he started tasting the precum dripping from his cock. The taste just fueled his desire to have that toxic cock deep inside his ass. Freshly pozzed, Luis should have a really toxic load to help him convert, thought Dennis. He pulled free of Luis’ hands and climbed up on the couch facing the wall with his ass hanging off the front at cock height, wiggling his butt. Luis took the hint, got on his knees and began eating Dennis’ hole. After working his tongue over the hole, he fingered the hole, probing and stretching Dennis’ pussy so it was relaxed. Quite soon Luis had three fingers inside Dennis, who was begging "Please, please, please, do it, please...." Luis got to his feet, paused to admire the neg hole he was about to defile - the first of many he hoped to gift with his infected cum. He pressed his cock to the ring and thrust inside. Dennis gave a yelp and some of the other guys turned to see the first penetration of the party. Luis might have looked like a nice, fun guy normally, but when he started to fuck he became an animal. He furiously pounded Dennis into the couch, grabbing his hair, using it for leverage when slamming into Dennis's hole. Luis saw it as his mission to wreck Dennis’s hole and ensure his bug invaded Dennis’ body. He pulled out and slammed back in. Dennis' scream of pain was a form of encouragement. Withdrawing, Luis flipped Dennis on his back, and having positioned Dennis’ legs over his shoulders, he drove his cock back in as he stared deeply into Dennis’s eyes. “You want this load, neg boy?” Luis asked. Dennis replied immediately “Fuck yeah, breed my hole and poz me up.” Dennis started working his hole on Luis’s cock, milking it to get Luis’s cum deep inside his torn and battered hole. Dennis reached up and twisted Luis’s pierced nipple and felt Luis slam into him in response. Luis began to jack rabbit Dennis’s hole and suddenly began shooting his noxious cum and flooding Dennis’s guts. Both of them smiling as the deed was completed. Luis leaned forward and kissed Dennis then rested his head oh Dennis’ shoulder whispering “800k.” Steven was on his knees on the bed staring at Joe while Derrick feasted on his ass. He never knew that a tongue could feel so good on his ass. “Damn you’re tight. You ever get fucked before?” muttered Derrick. Kyle was only a few feet away and said “Damn right. I popped his cherry last night.” Derrick laughed and said “Virgin to pozzed up cumslut in two days. Nice!” and dove back into munching on Steven’s boyhole. He used every trick he knew to open up Steven’s hole because he knew his thick nine inch cock was going to rip him open. Derrick looked around and grabbed a washcloth and stuffed it in Steven’s mouth. There was going to be screaming and Derrick didn’t want to draw attention to the party. He grabbed the lube and liberally coated his cock and Steven’s quivering hole. He rested his piercing on Steven’s pucker and started in. He looked at the fear in Steven’s eyes and said “Shhhhh, babe its gonna feel good after you get it inside. Just relax. Remember how good it felt last night? Its gonna feel even better today.” Steven felt like everyone was staring at him and they really were. He didn’t want to fail taking his first cock of the party. No one would fuck him then. He closed his eyes and took big breath like last night. Derrick took saw the boy breathing and trying to let him in and finally felt the hole relax enough to try. Pushing in he felt the piercing pass through the ring. Derrick kept up the pressure and started to stroke Steven’s cock. He felt the head pop through and kept sliding in deeper. Steven’s eyes opened wide as he felt like his body was being ripped in two. Looking up he saw Derrick’s face in total bliss and tried to relax even more. Derrick knew he was scraping and tearing up Steven’s colon and his precum was coating the fissures and seeping into his bloodstream. Derrick stopped short of giving Steven his whole shaft. He started slowly fucking the hole, each stroke getting longer. Steven’s hole kept spasming from the intrusion and it drove Derrick into a frenzy. Soon he was driving in faster and deeper. He could hear Steven’s cries in pain or pleasure through the gag. The bed started to shake and the Mark felt Joe’s body get slammed into his face as he tongue fucked Joe’s hole. Derrick, took hold of Steven’s shoulders and thrust in deep, slamming past his second ring. Steven let out a muffled scream and Dennis held his cock deep inside the near virgin boy’s hole. He felt his balls contract and his cock swell and the inevitable pumping of Derrick’s charged seed into the inner recesses of Steven’s body. As the orgasm subsided, Derrick slowly pulled his cock back, first popping through the inner ring and then the outer ring. A mixture of cum and blood dripped out of Steven’s now gaping hole. He pushed Steven flat on the bed and said “Stay there boy, you need some time to rest.” Tony kept glancing at his partner fucking Steven while he tongue and finger fucked Kyle’s hole. He couldn’t wait any longer and pulled Kyle off the bed so his feet were on the ground and bent over the foot of the bed. He had wanted to tap Kyle since he first saw him over a year ago. First he hesitated because he didn’t want to ruin Kyle and Joe’s relationship. By the time he found out they were open and fucked others and could have a chance, he had gotten pozzed and gave up hope of fucking him. Part of him wanted to make it last and the other part wanted to sample all of the neg boys holes and leave his load in each of them. The slutty thought won out and he drove his cock in one long thrust into Kyle’s hungry hole. 'This boy knows how to take cock' thought Tony as he just began fucking Kyle with firm long strokes. Kyle zoned out as Tony started to fuck his hole. Tony had a cock that he could take for hours. It’s size and curve felt perfect inside him. He started to fuck back as Tony shoved in, their bodies slapping together. He kept looking at Steven getting pounded and Joe waiting for Mark to add another dose of poz cum to his body. Surely Joe had taken enough seed to seal his fate he thought. Tony started to slam his cock in harder as he watched Derrick drill Steven harder. He was trying to keep pace with his partner hoping he could breed Kyle at the same time as Derrick bred Steven. They came close. Once Tony heard Steven’s screams he pounded Kyle quickly and then shot six strong spurts of virus laced seed into Kyle’s cum craving hole. He leaned forward laying on top of Kyle and forcing him down onto the bed. Mark was enjoying hearing the sounds of sex around him as he feasted on Joe’s hole. His little brother was an excellent sex partner and their fucks had gone from poz breeding brutal fucks to fucking for the fun of it with a side benefit of giving his bug to him. As the tops around him began fucking their respective bottoms, Mark decided it was time for him to get his cock back inside his brother. Joe’s hole by now was receptive to almost any cock. Between the hard fucks and butt plugs he was able to slide inside with only a little spit. Mark moaned and he once again begin to fuck his brother. His precum added to the spit and soon he felt Joe’s hole become a warm, wet pussy for him to savor and seed. He looked down at Joe as his cock thrust in over and over. Joe was obviously enjoying the cock in his ass, so Mark varied his attack, first pounding his brother's hole fast, then slow, then short strokes then long, coaxing his balls to prepare their cocktail of cum and HIV and who knows what else. He lay down on Joe’s chest and kissed his brother as his hips pumped his cock in and out. He shoved his cock in, paused and shoved in again and felt the cum rise and begin to flood his brother’s body once again. Joe wrapped his legs around Mark locking them together. When the shots of venom stopped Mark slowly withdrew and slapped his ass as he looked down at his well bred brother. Each of the four pairs seemed to finish within a minute or two. The bottoms all stayed in their positions waiting for the next round - except for Joe. He sat back on the bed grinning. Mark handed a water bottle to Joe, then Steven, Kyle and Dennis and they drank the water down replenishing the liquid they had just sweated out. Luis, Tony and Derrick also gulped down water while discussing who got who next. Derrick walked up to Joe and said “You up for me?” Joe smiled and said “Sorry, but I’m only taking Mark’s strain. I want to make sure he ’s the one. I WANT that cock though as soon as I’m poz.” Derrick looked a bit surprised but replied, "I understand. That’s cool. I felt the same about the guy who pozzed me," and with that gave Dennis a pointed look. Dennis laughed “Yeah, I don’t mind being second choice if I get that cock in me.” Luis walked over to Kyle and slapped his ass. “You’re next!” Tony looked at Steven and saw a look of fear and lust. He grabbed Steven’s arm and led him over to the end of the couch where Mark was seated. “Suck his cock” Tony commanded. Steven got down on his knees and began to suck on Marks cock. He was fascinated by the piercing and used his tongue and fingers to play with it when he wasn’t trying to suck his cock deeper. While Steven was preoccupied with Mark’s cock, Tony slid his cock into Steven’s still loose hole. A couple of slaps on his ass and Steven tightened up nicely around Tony’s shaft. Each bottoms enjoyed the new cock inside his hole, with with the second round the room’s energy level ticked back up. The sound of cocks sliding into cum-filled holes echoed around the room. Moans and grunts were the only verbal noises and before anyone knew it the pace increased until toxic cum was once again being pumped into once neg holes. Tony finished first and swapped spots with Mark. Having been edging while Steven sucked his cock and balls, Mark quickly dumping his load inside Steven. Luis let out a yell and filled Kyle up and Dennis who had been whimpering for a while screamed out as Derrick slammed his full shaft inside and added his load to Dennis’ vulnerable body. Once again there was a lull and beers were passed around and shared. Who cares about a little spit in the bottle when a guy just pumped his poz cum inside your ass? Tony walked over to Dennis and slid two fingers into his hole, coating them with cum and then feeding them to Dennis. “Need more?” to which Dennis replied “Of course!” Luis pushed Steven up on the couch and started to eat the cum from his hole. Derrick looked at Kyle and grinned. “Guess you mine.” Kyle let out an “Oh fuck!” Mark looked at Joe smiling. Joe slid down the bed and stood on the floor next to Kyle, both bent over the bed. Mark took his position behind Joe and next to Derrick. Derrick and Mark looked at each other and simultaneously thrust into his respective bottom. They kept the same pace, fucking Joe and Kyle in unison, each guy drilling his partner, each top feeling the silky cum from the previous fucks coating his cock. Each bottom initially moaning, which then turned to begging, until one by one each bottom was filled with another infected load. Luis shot first as Steven was begging for Luis to make sure he was pozzed. Dennis was next with Tony pounding him fast and ruthless until his load was mixed up with the others. Mark tried to keep up with Derrick, but his body just couldn’t last as long and he began sending volley after volley of his cum into his brother’s ass. The men who had shot all found themselves watching Derrick and Kyle, and wondering how long Derrick would be able to hold off blowing his load. As it turned out, Kyle actually pushed Derrick over the edge as Kyle, unable to handle Derrick’s abuse of his prostate any longer, shot his load on to the bed. Kyle's orgasm pulled Derrick over the edge as his hole spasmed for over a minute around Derrick’s fuckstick. The guys looked around the room at each other, all of them looking sweaty, grungy, and ready for another round. It didn’t take long until Dennis and Luis were fooling around with Dennis pushing Luis to the ground and rubbing his cock along his crack. It was a short, hard fuck with Dennis filling Luis’ ass with a huge load of neg cum. Steven was stroking his cock watching Dennis and Luis and looked around the room. He got up and walked up to Kyle who looked back and nodded. That was all the encouragement that Steven needed and slid his cock into Kyle's cum soaked hole. “Oh my god” exclaimed Steven. He finally had his cock inside another guy and it felt fantastic. He started to fuck Kyle as everyone else watched. Steven got all sorts of suggestions and he couldn’t process most of them as he reveled in the feeling of his cock inside the guy that took his virginity and all the poz cum that Kyle had taken. He got more and more excited and finally buried his cock and felt his cum shoot inside Kyle's cum-filled hole. The guys clapped as Steven pulled his cock out of Kyle and Kyle spun around and began to suck Steven’s cock clean. Afterwards the guys lay around, drank and relaxed, watching the porn on the TV. Occasionally a guy or two would go into the bathroom and shower. Steven fucked Luis in the shower and soon had an audience. Live bareback sex is always better than porn. Tony, Derrick and Luis were the first to head home leaving the others to contemplate what was next. Mark suggested they head out to dinner, it would be his treat. Since college students love free food, they all jumped at the chance.
 The five of them squeezed into Mark’s rental car and they drove to a burger place Mark remembered. As they went into the restaurant Mark was quietly laughing as he watched each man struggle not to leak any of the cum which was housed in his ass. They ordered food and found a table away from everyone. Mark sat across from Joe and as they started to eat said “Joe, we have a problem.” Joe looked back at him concerned. “What’s that?” “What the hell are we going to tell Mom and Dad?” "I don’t think we should tell them what really happened this weekend. They’ll kill me and maybe you too” Mark said. Everyone at the table laughed. Mark and Joe threw out a few ideas. The other guys gave a few suggestions too. Finally Mark said “Lets keep it close to the truth. How about you had a fight with one of the coaches and they faked your drug test and threw you off the team. You got a student loan and you’re going to graduate next semester on time. You’re looking for jobs already but don’t have anything locked up. Simple and believable. By the way, how are you paying for tuition and the apartment and food?” Joe looked back at Mark unsure of how to respond. His brother had taken everything so far with no problems, but would he be okay with the truth here? “Uh, its complicated, but I’m making it work.” “That doesn’t answer my question,” Mark insisted. Joe leaned forward and whispered “I have some student loans and I’ve been escorting when I can.” Mark let out a laugh. “Cool. Definitely don’t tell Mom and Dad that part!” Mark had noticed that Steven was constantly shifting his body and couldn’t sit still all through dinner. “You okay there Steven?” he said as everyone turned to look. Steven looked embarrassed and finally said “Yeah, but my ass feels like its on fire.” They all chuckled. “Well you really jumped into the deep end. I know a lot of seasoned bottoms who couldn’t take the pounding you got today. I’m glad you came and had fun,” Mark said. “That was so fucking hot hearing you beg for Luis’ poz load,” Kyle added. “Thanks, I’m glad I went” Steven replied. “Not to get too serious, Steven, but if you don’t want to chance those loads infecting you, you can get a treatment, but you only have a couple days to decide,” Mark explained. “No, I’ve been looking at websites and videos about getting chasing and getting pozzed for a while and always thought they were hot. I just never thought I’d get the chance around here.” After a lull in the conversation, Joe said “Damn, this table smells like sex. We should go before we spook the other diners.” The guys got up and walked to the car. Mark was last and saw wet spots on all four butts. Steven’s was the biggest and he realized he should have plugged Steven’s hole before they left the hotel. Mark drove back to the hotel. Dennis and Steven grabbed their stuff and headed home. Kyle and Joe started to clean up the room and took the rubber sheets and bondage straps off the bed “Damn, we didn’t use these” said Joe. Once things were tidied up, they all stripped naked and lay on the bed and nuzzled together. Soon they were soundly sleeping.