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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.

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!

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*****

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.

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

Read the article. Fascinating. Interesting comment at the end, “Im not sure the world is ready for it.” As humans we often need something to demonize. It will be interesting who is against this or who doesn’t want this. Many religions and faith-based belief systems rely on the punishment of God to direct their flock. So they demonize vaccines and medicine to maintain their beliefs. What will happen when we have found effective, long lasting treatments/solutions for all STIs? What happens when sex becomes freedom? Will the cis-gendered “straight” population thank the LGBTQ+ history for paving the way? Will other STIs develop? Or will we be grateful that we can now show how we care for each other through developing our gape, load count and sexual demeanor? I often feel “bug chasing” is just another form of wanting to be cared for by another. We carry the DNA from our positive brothers/sisters who died in the 70s up to today. We want to know that their lives were meaningful. Just thoughts and questions. THANK YOU FOR SHARING THIS! BTW, A buddy texted me earlier and he is getting the PreP shot now. Once every two months. He said, “Goodbye PreP!”

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

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

Never pull out to shoot.

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.

Chapter 1 – The Tables Have Turned “Yes, master, fuck me deep.” Doug and I did a role-play a few weeks ago, and I agreed to be his slave for the day. Now, it was my turn as master. I intended to give him an experience that was as good as, or better than, what he had given me. He’s spun and in the sling. I’m working his ass with a huge dildo, one that I bought specifically for this event. Both of us are fans of massive dildos and this seemed like a good time to add to the collections that we have both built up and shared over the years. This one is a Deep Space 90 from Topped Toys. It’s smooth, with a pointed head for easy entry that widens in the middle for a good stretch. This wasn’t their biggest one (that one would come out later), but it was still going deep. Let me step back and tell you about Doug and me. We’re both in our 50s and have played together a lot. We’ve built up a mutual trust and understanding of each other and are comfortable exploring some new boundaries together. Doug had asked me to act as his slave for a day, and it was an awesome experience for both of us. We partied up, and he, and a few other guys, worked over my ass. There was some work on their cocks and holes too, but that day was about me and my ass. Today was going to be mainly about Doug and his ass. Doug has a great body since he works out regularly. He’s covered in dark hair, including a hairy ass and that sweet triangle of hair right above his ass. His ass drives me crazy since I love to work over a hairy hole. His is responsive in all the right ways and looks amazing when the hair is all matted down with lube. He’s got a nice thick cock with hefty balls. I’m not as defined, but still in OK shape. My body hair is finer than his, but I still sport a hairy ass. My cock is similar in thickness to his but a little longer. Most likely, our cocks wouldn’t come into play too much since we both get T dick when we party. Toys, tongues, and fists all make up the difference. Per my instructions, Doug’s playroom was spotlessly clean and well-organized when I arrived. He had cleaned the sling and the St Andrews cross, put fresh sheets on the bed, and had plenty of towels available. There were dildos on a table by my side that were sorted by size. Also, lube and poppers had been stowed in various locations so that we’d always be able to get to them when we needed them. Tonight, I had him a basic white jockstrap. He looked so hot since the jock provided a great contrast with his olive complexion. There were alligator clamps on his nipples, connected with a chain that I could pull at will. Doug is really into nipple abuse, and he was going to take a good bit of it this session. I’m wearing a red jockstrap with a red harness that connects to a cock ring. This way, as I move around, the ring tugs on my cock. Right now, I’m also wearing a pair of mirrored aviator sunglasses so Doug can’t see my eyes. When he looks at me, he sees the reflection of his hairy ass being fucked by the dildo. When I arrived at his place, he answered the door wearing the jockstrap. I applied the clamps and chain to his nipples soon after I walked in. I also told him to have a butt plug in his ass when I got there, and he had the one that has a pup tail attached to it. It was nice since I could easily tug on it while we got down to more serious play. We went right down to his playroom and started to blow some clouds. Doug had procured some excellent product, and we spent a nice bit of time smoking, shotgunning, and getting ourselves nicely spun. Per my instructions, Doug had also bought a new bubbler pipe and the clouds were flowing smoothly. First, I had Doug eat my ass for a while. We were on the bed, and I got on all fours and shoved my ass in his face. He began to tongue my ass and hole, telling me how much he liked my hairy hole. As he progressed closer to my center, I pushed my ass back on his face, forcing his tongue to enter my ass. He’s a great ass eater, and I wanted to get a bit of pleasure in my hole too. But this was about Doug and his ass submitting to my desires as his master. So, I climbed off him and told him to get into the sling. While he got settled in, adjusting the pillow and putting his feet in the stirrups, I was lubing up the toy. He still had the pup plug in his ass, and I would twist and pull on that occasionally while we both knew that there was more to come. I pulled the plug out and started inserting the Deep Space. With a tapered head, the initial insertion is fairly easy, but it widens out quickly. I didn’t give Doug any time to get accustomed to the bigger toy but kept slow and steady pressure on it until it was buried in his hole. Once it was all the way in, I started both twisting it and moving it in and out of his ass. Doug was loving it, and I was enjoying watching the hair around his ass as it was dragged across the dildo as it was moved in him. I told Doug to take some poppers. He took a deep hit in each nostril and held the last one until I told him to exhale. Once the poppers hit his brain, I started really drilling him with the Deep Space. That is what occasioned his opening comment. After fucking him with the dildo, I was horny to get my hand in him. He had come down from the poppers high, so I commanded him to hold the dildo in his ass while I lubed up my hand. When I took control of the toy back from him, I slowly removed it from his ass. It looked awesome as his hole expanded around the thickest part of the dildo and then narrowed down as the tapered part of the toy passed through his hole. I used fingers from both hands to massage and probe Doug’s hole. It was responding nicely to the toy and my hands, but the T also played a role in making him so amenable to penetration. Once I knew he could take it, I placed my fist at the entrance to his hole and told him to open up. He pushed out, I lightly pushed in, and then my hand popped into his ass. The look of pleasure on his face let me know how good this felt for him, and my joy at being inside him was evident in my smile, which spread from ear to ear. Leaving my fist just inside his hole, I rotated my hand left and right. This let my knuckles graze over the sensitive tissue in his ass. By moving in a little bit more, I was able to also rub up against his prostate. When I hit that, Doug jumped and let out a little moan. “Damn, that feels good, master,” he said. I knew that it would feel good to him, but I didn’t expect to see the growing wet spot on his jock strap that appeared when I hit his gland. He was obviously very horned up, and so was I. As I twisted, I was working my way further into his ass. Each turn allowed me to move a small amount deeper into his hole. I wasn’t planning on any real depth play yet, since that would come later, but I wanted my slave to know that I owned his ass and could expand it at my pleasure. When I got in and could tell I was at his second hole, I began to unclench my fist and then clench into a fist again. I’d slide back when my fingers were extended so that I didn’t penetrate into his colon (yet). “Do some poppers, slave,” I demanded. He uncapped the bottle and inhaled the fumes deeply. Once they hit, he began to writhe on my arm, clearly feeling the sensations coursing through his ass. It was great to see him experience such pleasure. I knew it was only the beginning of a day of ecstasy for him.

Hey guys, would you be into a story about a PNP pig trans guy? Since it's me, it's probably going to involve incest stuff. Yes, no? Trans guys, how do you feel about a cis guy writing this? Love to hear your feedback.

I had to go into the office today... on the way home I stopped at the ABS and got on a location based app. A guy met me there in the booths and I took a couple loads off him. Then I went to the theater and there was a guy topping another bottom who was on a futon at the back. I got face down ass up on another futuon and when the top was finished with the other guy he came over and pumped another load into me. I know 3 loads is nothing compared to a lot of people but for me this was a pretty good day at the bookstore!

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

Pulling out is stupid There is always precum that will always go in ass, Your bare dick is in my ass your precum is my ass why not pump the whole load up there

Dad/son couple I have played with before. Dad's a top (50s), Son vers (20s). Sometimes they play with others to satisfy Son's urges to top. He went crazy in my ass!! Fucked me from behind while I was sucking Dad. Getting fucked from behind always makes me cum. This time too. He pounded his load in. Stayed inside and started fucking again. #2. Dad topped it off by taking his place and fucking his load in. Three is good!

1) more lube more lube more lube 2) poppers. they really help. 3) take your time and ease it in. easy does it at the beginning. ramming it in is never the answer. place your head on his hole, and keep it there for a few seconds, then very gently press it in, verbally communicating to him 'I'm going to fuck you now' or "here it comes" so he can really relax. 5) once partially in, up to halfway, just let it sit as his hole acclimates. then ask if he's good, and gently insert the second half of your dick. once all the way in, let it 'marinate' as he adjusts to your size. If you are big, you can do two steps forwards and one step back, increasing gradually how deep you go. This gives him time to adjust to your length and girth. 4) learn where the actual hole is. many guys will press it into the edge or even no where near. aiming dead center helps a lot to relax the first sphincter. 5) bottom needs to take deep breaths and push out, and he also 'want it' and not be scared of it. eating him out can really help with this. also being intimate: making out, caressing, ear nibbles, cuddling can help. hard to do in some scenarios, but you can at least rim him. even words of encouragement can help "your hole is so hot" "you're being such a good boy"

The next evening, he entered my room at the start of his shift, careful to close the door, spun around beside my bed and showed off the wet spot in the ass of his scrubs. “Amazing!” I exclaimed. “How many loads?” As he dropped his drawers and pushed his cummy ass toward me he quietly said; “Just have a taste first daddy, I’ll give you details after we’ve both had our fun.” My mouth was on his ass in no time and a big gob of cum and ass juice was soon squirting into it. “Mmmmm, yum. It all tastes so fresh.” As he turned and tidied himself, he explained; “Great day at the cruising woods. I scored three loads in the ass within 45 minutes. One of my favorite hospital cleaners just saw the spot on my scrubs, pulled me into his supply closet and dumped another load in me. He’s a beautiful hairy Arab. God, I love his hairy body on my back and huge raw cock shooting up my ass. We may hurry but we always strip naked to do the deed.” “Fuck you are such a slutty cum dump.” I followed “Takes one to know one. Right daddy?” “Oh, you got that right. That’s for sure.” “Well let’s get you better and out of here so you can get back to collecting.” During the course of the night we sucked each other off two times. There was another male nurse working the floor with him and he proudly reported this tall skinny nurse had planted yet another load in his ass when they stepped outside on their break in the wee small hours. A security guard had caught them and offered to go next but they begged off as they needed to get back to the floor. My nurse had promised the young Pakistani guard he could claim his ass and plant his load after their night shift was finished. When he stopped in at the end of his shift, he said he’d be off for three days. He hoped I’d be at least out of bed when he came back to work. I reminded him of his date with the Pakistani security guard. He assured me he hadn’t forgotten. In three days, I greeted his return sitting in the chair beside my bed. He congratulated me and teased; “So how many guys have you sucked off while I was gone.” “You nasty fucker!” I good naturedly chided. “You know no one gives it up as easy as you do.” “Yeah, that’s probably true. Which reminds me, I haven’t had a chance to give up my ass to you yet.” He winked. His night progressed as usual with his busy schedule. I stayed up in the chair as long as I could. I rang the call bell and let him know I could use help to get into bed for the night. “Nice. Glad to help. Anything else you might need help with first?” followed by his naughty wink. He then reached under my loose hospital gown and found me my hardening cock. He closed the door and came back to strip me before slipping out of all his clothes. He looked great in them, he looked fabulous naked. My raging cock was soon messaging his tonsils. After a bit he emptied his mouth to let me know. “I want this beauty in my ass daddy. Do you think we can manage that without hurting your pelvis?” “I’m certainly willing to give it my best try.” I enthusiastically responded. “Well just let me do all the work. A night administrator just prelubed my hole with the best cum lube in a bathroom stall on the second floor.” “How do you get any work done?” I exclaimed. “I’m quick, not to worry.” His cummy hole slid over my rock-hard cock and felt so hot and warm. “Just let me know how we’re doing. I don’t want to hurt you.” “So far, so fuckin good, thanks.” I needed to slow him down a couple of times, but he took instruction well. Further, despite any discomfort I was enjoying this great fuck. At one point it occurred to me I hadn’t told him I was on a meds break. Assuming such a sexually active cum dump was on Prep I just let the thought go and put all my attention to enjoying this phenomenal and unexpected bareback fuck. Even knowing what his answer would be when I was getting close, I warned him and asked. “Where do you want my poz load?” “Oh, fuck yeah daddy, breed me, come deep in my ass. Oh, fuck I love a good poz load!” I was blasting before he finished talking and so was he. His ass orgasm milked every last drop of toxic cum out of me. When he stood, he turned to give me a kiss. Scooping some of my load from his ass he fed some to me and tasted some for himself. “Fuck daddy, that was amazing. The only thing I would change given a chance would be your undetectable status.” “I bet while you’re on Prep it’s probably extra exciting to take unmedicated loads.” I mused, anticipating sharing my surprise. “Who’s on Prep? Fuck no, that would just take all the risk out of being such a piggy cum dump whore.” It was his turn to surprise me. “But your medical training, you’re a nurse. I just assumed you must be on Prep.” “You know what assumptions make of all of us.” He asserted. “Never had a condom in this ass, and never ever have I even considered going on Prep.” The blood drained from my face, “I’ve been on a meds break for a few months. I never would have entered you raw had I known.” “Fuck man, so you are telling me your highly toxic cum is seeping into my blood stream as we speak.” “Fuucckkk, I’m so sorry.” I cried “Sorry, sorry for what? I just wish I’d known I was taking toxic seed when you blasted deep inside me. This is fucking amazing. I couldn’t be happier. I’ve been chasing for a year and a half now. The last three toxic loads didn’t take. Now I get the excitement of waiting to see if I get sick, if you succeeded in knocking me up. Fuckin awesome man. Fuckin awesome. Wow, the risk just makes me hornier. …But damn, I got to get back to work. I’ll be back later to celebrate; God I hope you’re ready by then to pump another toxic bullet in me. Fuckin awesome!” And he was gone. I was left shacking my head in amazement,

A little background before I proceed with my surprising story of the cute young nurse. 22 years ago I became HIV positive from an encounter with a newly converted guy in a bathhouse. As far as I knew it was the first High Viral Load that had ever been bred into me. In those days there was no Prep. I was a committed barebacker so had resolved I’d get knocked up sooner or later. He invited me into his room. Towels dropped to the floor. I was soon sucking his nice size cock. I asked him to fuck me. He said, sure, but we’ll have to use a condom. I said, no we don’t. That’s when he told me his news. I was like, “Fuck man! Game on! Knock me up!” He was reluctant but I was persistent. He was soon in my ass raw. The fuck was amazing, and he got so caught up in it that he forgot to pull out when it got to that. This had been my plan all along, so I told him he had no need to apologize. 2 weeks later, bingo, raging fuck flu! Six months before my bike accident my HIV specialist informed me, I needed a meds break. Meds were affecting my liver, a year break would do wonders to restore its function and maybe even find a new treatment that would be kinder to that organ. I mostly bottom, besides most guys are on Prep these days, so I had no qualms agreeing. For the first time in 21 years, I was sporting a High Viral Load. There was actually something deeply exciting about this. Although I didn’t advertise it. I just went on with my normal promiscuous sex life and only disclosed before those very rare occasions where I was going to top. On those three occasions one declined after having ask me to fuck him. One chose to have me wear a condom. Was it tempting to sneak it off and stealth him? I have to confess the thought crossed my mind. When I couldn’t come with the condom, he sucked me off as I finger fucked him. Hot all the same. The third was very excited to ride me bare as long as I promised to pull out before cumming. It was him that pushed the limits of my endurance. When I let him know, I was close he begged, ‘no not yet, this feels too fuckin good, hold off, please!’ I told him; “Hey buddy, you’ve been exposed to my precum already, and for twenty minutes, just let me breed you already.” He swore; “Fuck, damn, it’s so tempting, but no, you better pull out.” I was cumming as I did what he asked. Most of my load landed on his ass cheeks. He fingered his hole and found he had been partially bred. Swearing again; “Fuck man, I should have just let you breed me deep!” I swiped my cock through the toxic cum on his two cheeks and pushed it into his prone hole. “Oh fuck yeah man! Push it back into me, you may as well do your best to knock me up.” I was shocked; “You’re not on Prep and you took me bareback?” He shrugged; “Fuck, I just haven’t got around to it yet. Who knows, maybe now I won’t need it. Hey man, you’re still hard, any chance you can pump another load into my unprotected negative ass?” Normally I couldn’t, but I was so turned on the fuck was on. This time when I declared I was close he had no hesitation. “Do it, breed me, breed me deep, knock my negative ass out of the ballpark. Fuucckkk yeah , that’s it, breed me, breed me deep.” His asshole milked every drop of toxic cum from my balls. I didn’t pursue a similar experience, but I certainly masturbated to the memory many, many times after that hoping I might just get another chance. “Good evening, sir. How was your day?” It was my cute gay night nurse. “Very good thanks, for a day confined to bed.” “Yeah, that sucks, sorry.” “How was your day young man?” “Awesome, this was daddies day to visit. We pumped big loads into each other. Fuck. Sorry again, that’s not fair with you confined to bed.” I laughed, “Not to worry, I like living vicariously.” He turned his ass to me, dropped his scrubs and said, “Quick before anyone’s looking. Grab a taste.” I fingered his ass and licked it clean. “Damn kid, that’s fresh!” “He loaded me just before work. No one’s looking, use your tongue.” He pushed his ass into my face. I swear as I stuck my tongue in, he pushed some of the load out so I got a good gob. I quickly cleaned his ass lips, couldn’t have a spot on the ass of his scrubs now could we. He quickly pulled up his pants and turned back around. Finger to his lips, “Your and my little secret.” “Fuck, you are a naughty one aren’t you.” “We only get one kick at the cat, may as well enjoy it!” He quipped with an evil grin. I know I got more of his time that night then any of his other patients. At midnight with my door shut to the hallway we once again sucked each other off. I happened to be awake at 3 a.m. when he checked in on me. He made sure the door was closed again and pulled up a chair beside my bed. “I noticed on your chart you’re HIV positive. Do you mind me asking some questions?” “I’m an open book, ask away.” I responded For the next 15 minutes I answered everything he asked, which included recounting the story of my pozing all those years ago. He got very excited by this fishing his hard on out and stoking it. When some precum oozed from the slit he asked if I wanted another dose of protean medicine. Of course, I accepted and was soon sucking down his sweet young load. He then tucked back into his scrubs and hurried from my room proclaiming. “Gotta get back to work. Thanks. You’re fuckin fun.” He stopped in at the end of his shift to assure me he would be back that evening. I couldn’t resist and asked if his daddy would be visiting today. “No, but I’ll definitely try the apps before coming in for my shift. I love to run the risk of a load or three accidently creating a wet spot in the ass of my scrubs. It’s attracted the odd cleaning staff to pull me into a supplies room and bend me over for my favorite activity. Nothing like a quick pump and dump to help liven up a shift.” He winked and was on his way. He was quickly becoming my cum dump soulmate

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

Washington Park in PDX had definitely been on my list for fucking outdoors. I had already been fucked bareback a few years prior on one of the trails there, but the guy didn’t cum inside me. I met this guy Bobby one night at the all ages club when I was sobering up to drive back home. I was just dancing not really checking anyone out when he came up to me and started grinding his ass against my crotch. He was 6’2” at least and built like a swimmer with broad shoulders, wide lats, and a narrow waist. He was wearing a tank top and tight shorts and was hot as fuck. He ground on me for a few minutes and then turned around and kissed me. He asked me if I wanted to get out of there. I said sure and followed him outside. We chatted outside for a little bit and then he asked if we could go back to my place. I told him I didn’t feel comfortable driving just yet, and he asked if I knew a place we could go. I asked him what for and he grinned and said somewhere I can ride your cock. I suggested Washington Park, since the walk would help me sober up more. He agreed and we went up there, stopping every few blocks to make out. Everytime we did he grabbed my cock which was so hard it hurt. It was a Friday night and as we walked into the park we saw several people at the entrance and even more up at the Rose Garden. He was starting to get a little frustrated when I told him I knew a place at the soccer field. We walked over there and it was completely empty and dark. We went as far away from the road and the street lights as possible so we were well hidden in shadow. He fell on his knees and dug my cock out of my shorts. It was a warm summer night and my cock felt amazing being free in a public park. He took it in his mouth and gave me an expert blowjob. I found out he was only 18, definitely an age eager to please. After a few minutes sucking me he pulled his shorts down exposing a thin jock strap and turned away from me getting down on his hands and knees. It was fairly dark but my eyes had adjusted enough that I could see his inviting hole. I immediately dropped to my knees and pressed my face to his ass, rimming him slowly at first and then probing his hole with my tongue. He moaned in pleasure as I got his ass wet. He looked back over his shoulder and said fuck me. I pulled a condom out of my pocket as I was in my probably should wear one phase and rolled it on. I spit on my hand and rubbed it over my condom covered cock, spit on his ass a couple times, and pressed it up against his hole. His ass resisted a bit and I could feel the condom stretching as I tried to get the head past his sphincter. I pulled back and spit on my cock and his hole again before trying again, but I just couldn’t enter him. I gave one more push, felt the condom stretch as my cock breached his hole and then felt it snap. I told him the condom broke and he said just fuck me. I took off the ruined condom and threw it aside, spit on my cock again and started rubbing against his crack. This time I could feel my precum leaking out and lubing up his ass. When I put the head against his hole and pushed again, I sank right it all the way to my pubes as he moaned in pleasure. There I was on a warm summer night in the open air on a soccer field in a public park, my bare cock balls deep in a teen guy. I was in heaven. I knew I probably shouldn’t be fucking him raw as I had a close call with a std recently, but I was horny enough to not care. I felt so free as I started to slide my bare cock in and out of him. I held on to his hips as I thrust in to him, I could feel my precum leaking out into him, lubing him up even more. I grabbed his hair and pulled his head back as I drove deep into him and he cried out in pleasure, causing me to look around to make sure no one was nearby. The potential of getting caught made it more thrilling and I pounded his ass for the next few minutes. Suddenly he pulled off my dick and turned around. He pulled my T-shirt off and stripped me out of my shorts and underwear, leaving me naked except for my sneakers. He pulled just tank top and shorts off, leaving only his sneakers and jock strap. He laid down on his back on the grass, pulling me down to him, wrapping his legs around my waist, lifting his ass off the ground. I started kissing him, my tongue dueling his as I maneuvered my cock with my right hand to his hole again. I felt it connect and sank into him again. We kept kissing as I continued to jack hammer his ass with my raw dick. I felt my orgasm approaching, and I wondered if I should tell him I was about to cum. I must’ve let out a little moan because he grabbed the back of my head and kissed me hard as I felt my orgasm start and the first spurts of cum started to coat his inside. I slowed and gave a few slow thrusts as I felt the semen flood his hole. He tightened his legs around my waist and held me deep inside him. I stopped kissing him and said fuck. Bare is better isn’t it he asked. I collapsed on his chest, my hard cock still buried deep in him. I felt my dick start to soften so I pulled out of him. It was surprisingly clean, so he must’ve douched earlier. We got dressed and started walking back downtown. We went a few hundred yards down the road when he said I think I can feel your cum starting to leak out. I looked around quickly to make sure no one was around and pushed him up against a fence on the side of the road. I knelt down and pulled down his shorts and spread his cheeks. In the pale light from a street lamp I could see my cum leaking out of his hole. I licked it up and started tonguing his hole. I felt him loosing up and more of my cum poured out and I lapped it up. I stood up, pulling his shorts back up. Better? I asked. Holy fucking shit he said, that was so fucking hot. He kissed me, his tongue going deep into my mouth. We walked the rest of the way back to our cars and exchanged numbers. We met up a dozen or so more times, and I fucked a load into his bare ass each time. The next night, Saturday, I was at Scandals when I got talking to a really cute guy from out of town. He was mid-twenties like me and had a slim build, but clearly worked out. He asked about places to visit in PDX and I mentioned Washington Park, specifically the Rose Garden. I said it was great even at night. He asked if it was close by and I said it was sort of walking distance (I walk everywhere in PDX). He asked if I would take him there that night and I said sure. We finished our drinks, closed our tabs, and started walking to the park. We had a nice chat on the way up and I told him about the fruit loop and how the park was a cruising place. He asked if I ever cruised there and I said no, but I had sex there. He wanted to know about it and I told him I got fucked on a trail and told him about the previous night when I fucked Bobby on the soccer field. He said wow that’s hot, and I told him yeah, then I ate my cum out of his hole. He looked at me and said you didn’t use a condom? I said well it broke and he just said ah. I kinda freaked out a bit because of the way he said it like he was judging me, but we just kept walking. I wasn’t getting hookup vibes from him anyway, I just enjoyed talking with him. We got up to the rose garden in Washington park and he was in awe. We walked all over, there were several other people around but they were mostly in the amphitheater. It was another warm night and we made our way to one of the more secluded spots on the other side of the garden from the amphitheater. We sat down on the grass among the rose bushes on kind of an incline. He was surprised there was a decent view of the stars being in the middle of the city. It was another warm night and we were both in shorts and tees. We both laid back on the grass and were quiet for a bit. I looked over at him as he started to roll over towards me and kind of on top of me, one leg thrown over in between mine. He kissed briefly, then with more earnest and quickly adding in tongue. I was a bit taken aback because I was just kind of vibing, but I went along with it. I felt his hand go up my leg and grab onto my ass cheek. He felt the strap of my underwear and said jock strap? I told him yes and he said easy access. That’s the idea I said. His hand moved around to my crotch as my cock was quickly hardening. He reached into my jock and grabbed it. Nice he said, slowly stroking it. I started looking around to see if anyone was nearby, but couldn’t really see anything over the rose bushes. Nervous he said? Yeah, I relied, sometimes it’s busy here even at night. I stood and looked around. I could see a couple about a hundred yards away walking away from us and I felt him stand up behind me. Looks clear he said, his hands reaching around me and down my shorts grabbing my cock. He ground his crotch against me and I could feel a substantial bulge. Suddenly he lifted my shirt over my head and dropped it on the ground, and then I felt my shorts being pulled down to the ground as well. I stood there in the middle of the rose garden my skin bare to warm air except for my shoes and my jock strap. I was frozen for a moment as he rustled behind me, and then felt his hands on my ass cheeks. He spread them apart and I felt his tongue start at the top of my ass crack and slowly lick down. I looked back at him and he was naked except for his Birkenstock sandals, his clothes on the ground under his knees. His tongue connected with my hole and I threw my head back in ecstasy. My hard cock raged against my jock as I stood in the darkened rose garden where anyone could see I was at least shirtless, but there wasn’t anyone in the immediate area. His tongue worked my hole for a few minutes until I felt him stand up behind me, his cock felt substantial as it nestled in between my legs and pressed through them up against my ball sack. He slowly drew it back through my thighs and in again, slowly starting to fuck his cock using the friction from my legs. I could feel the precum leaking from it against my skin. Every couple of strokes he would pull his dick back far enough so it would drag across my hole and then thrust it up my crack so it was pressed vertically between his belly and my back. I played this game before and knew where it was headed. Every time it went across my hole I could feel it linger ever so slightly. You have a condom he asked? No I said, do you? He said no, and then said I didn’t use one yesterday when I fucked the twink on the soccer field. Yeah, but I should’ve I said. He pulled back ever so slightly and must have spit into his hand and covered his cock with it because when I felt it again it was even more wet and slimy than with just his precum. It connected with with my hole, already wet from his earlier rim job and I felt him start to press in slightly. Can I put the tip in just for a minute he asked? I had definitely played this game before, but was fucking horny and curious to see how far he would go. I looked around again to make sure now one was around. I guess so I demurred. Sweet he said, slowly pressing his cock into my rosebud. I reached back and grabbed him by the base of his dick. It felt like he had to be at least 7 inches long and pretty thick. It was definitely a handful. I relaxed and let the head of his raw cock slip past my sphincter. He held it there and kissed my neck reaching around and freeing my cock from my jock strap and slowly starting to jerk it. The warm night air felt amazing as the head of his cock stretched my hole open. I already felt close to orgasm, standing practically naked in the middle of a park with a naked guy behind me with the tip of his bare cock nestled just past my sphincter. He pushed his dick in ever so slightly and pulled back again, going just outside my sphincter and back in with just the head of his cock. He really was doing just the tip. He did that for a couple minutes, moaning gently into my neck while stroking my cock. Another couple people walked by a little distance away and I suggested we duck down a bit. Doggy, he suggested? I said sure, and with the head of his cock still in my hole we managed to get down on our knees. I dropped down on to my hands and I felt him lean forward and wrap his arms around my body. As he did his cock slid a couple inches deeper and I felt it connect with my prostate, and I let out an involuntary moan of pleasure. Shit, sorry he said, pulling his raw dick back a bit so just the tip was in. It’s okay I said. I think he took that to mean more because when he started thrusting back and forth again I could feel him going deeper and deeper. Fuck your ass feels amazing he whispered. Your cock feels amazing I said. He kept going deeper until after a minute I felt his pubes brush my ass, which meant just the tip was buried 7 inches in my ass. On his next stroke in I reached back and grabbed his lower back, stopping him as he was balls deep in me. I looked back at him and said that’s a little more than the tip. He said that he got a little carried away and asked if I wanted him to pull out. He had already worked me up to a frenzy so I said no, just go for it. He took my words to heart and started long strokes with his raw cock in my bare hole. I spit in my hand and started jerking myself off. I knew I wasn’t going to last long with this handsome stranger barebacking me in the middle of the rose garden on a beautiful warm night. I jerked myself furiously and a few minutes later as he continued to bareback me with his thick 7 inch cock I whispered that I was gonna cum. An incredible orgasm overtook me and I shot my load onto the grass below me. I moaned and fell forward on my stomach on the grass, him thrusting his cock in me as I went down. He collapsed on my back panting. You going to finish I asked him. I did he replied. You came in me? Yeah he said, you said go for it, is that not what you meant? Yeah, I guess so I said. We stayed like that for a few minutes, his cock stayed hard in me until he pulled out. He said he’d have to fuck in public more because that was so hot. I asked if it was his first time in public and he said yes. We got dressed and started walking back, passing people who didn’t know I was just bred by this hottie beside me. I walked him back to his hotel which was about a 30 minute walk. He asked if I wanted to come up because he could probably shoot another load. As soon as we got to his room we got completely naked and I pushed him back onto the bed. He pointed to the bedside table and said there’s lube and condoms there. I grabbed the lube, slicked him up, and sat down on his thick cock. 15 minutes later he fucked another load into me. I rolled off him and we both fell asleep. In the morning he woke me up by rolling me over face down and sliding his cock bareback inside me once more. He only lasted 5 minutes that time. When he pulled out my hole gaped and all 3 of his loads slid out onto the sheets.

Good advice so far. I will reiterate - LUBE. Use more than you have ever used for fucking. Reapply as it dries out/gets sticky - you want a slippery, silky feel. Take your time. If you need to stop or change angles or reapply, communicate what you're doing/feeling. When I'm fisting a man, I like to tell him abut his hole opening up and how it feels wrapped around my wrist/forearm. I reassure him when he's anxious, but I stop when he needs me to. It's an incredibly intimate act to fist someone. It requires trust. I make sure to build and strengthen that trust at all times.It's a trade off - I protect him and keep him safe and he lets me gape and stretch his hole and marvel at my handy work! <oink>

Primarily, enjoy the ride. An orgasm is a phenomenal way for your body to reach a crescendo. Enjoy it. Multiple orgasms are even better. But once in a while, let your body guide you. You don’t always have to chase the dragon. As a top, I love to see my btm squirm. But I also love to see him ride the euphoria!

My body was pinned under his, while he fucked my sloppy hole. He was whispering into my ear about how much he preferred me looser and that he was going to keep training me to be his personal fuck toy. Listening to him made my dick get hard again and I could feel the wetness of my jock's pouch pressed between the bed and my shaft, only making me harder. He lifted his hard torso off my back, and replaced the pressure with his forearms across my shoulder blades. "Change the porn, boy. I want something nasty to match your chasing cunt," he ordered. Pinned as I was, I could only move my arms over the bed, searching for his phone. I found it up by the pillows and pulled it towards me. It was unlocked already, so I could navigate it with ease. I found one of my preferred pozzing videos and selected it. "Yeah, good boy. I love this one. We could make our own version if you wanted. Post it online and let other bug chasers enjoy watching you get infected. Do you want that?" He asked. "Oh that's so hot, Sir. I wanna see you fuck my hole on film. Show everyone what a pig I am!" I told him as he fucked me hard. "You feel so good inside me, Sir. I love your dick. You're so thick, I love it." "I know you do, pig. Your cunt's so relaxed around me. Loose little pig boy. Fuck. You want another toxic load, pig? You gonna beg like the filthy bug chaser you are?" He suggested. "Poz me up, Sir!" I said, over the TV. "Give me your virus. I need it, Sir. I need to be a poz pig. Make me your loose poz pig, Sir. Fuck me up." "You're already a loose cunt, boy," he chuckled and pulled out. I moaned, feeling empty and craving something to be back inside me. I didn't have to wait long, as he straddled my legs and put his cock back up my hole. Moaning again, I heard him spit and felt it slap against my ring, before sliding slowly back inside. "Fucking slut. You feel so good, full of cum and loose as fuck. I love it. Fist pig getting pozzed. Fucking look at you, nasty cunt. I'm gonna bug you up. You want my bugs? Want my fucking bugs?" He was almost shouting as he thrusted his thick dick inside me. "Yes please, Sir. I want what you've got. Give it to me. Infect my hole, Sir. Bug my hole," I said back, matching his volume. "Give me your bugged up cum, fuck me with your diseased dick." He changed his pace often, slamming into me hard and fast for a couple of pumps and then slowly pushing as deep as he could, before sliding out completely and doing it over again. Without his arms or his weight pinning me down, I was able to lift myself onto my elbows and twist round to watch him work my cunt. I leant on one arm and reach back with the other, touching his chest, playing with his nipples and slipping a finger or two alongside his cock. "Oh fuck yeah. Fuck me, Sir. You feel so good. You're making me feel so fucking good, Sir. Please don't stop. I need you to ruin me," I begged. "Mmm, good pig. Huff the poppers again. Relax like I'm fisting you again," he told me. I did as he had ordered and once I'd capped the bottle and twisted back to keep my hands on the god straddling me, he gave more instruction. "Now stretch your cunt, boy. Fingers in like before. Yeah, like that. Good boy. I said relax!" He yelled the last part, surprising me. I concentrated on my ass and let it loosen as much as I could, whilst pulling my fingers apart, to stretch myself. "Fuck yeah! Good boy. You'll make me cum if you keep it up. Do you want me to cum again?" He asked. "Yes, Sir. I want your cum inside me. I want your poison load. Please don't pull out!" I pleaded. "Oh you know I don't pull out boy. Especially not out of unprotected cunt like yours. You're gonna take my bug and you're gonna say thank you." I dropped my face into the bed and reached back to my hole with my other hand. I slipped my other two fingers in and pulled against my already stretched hole. I was opening myself up and I could hear the sloppy noises as Sir pumped into me. I begged some more. "Please infect me. Poz me, Sir. Give me the gift. Bug me up. I'm ready for it. Make me poz." "Bug chasing little pig. Listen to yourself. You're so fucking hot. Nasty cunt. You want my HIV? You wanna be HIV positive? No prep, raw fuckers like you get infected. You want my unmedicated viral load? Want it? Want it?" We spoke over each other, getting louder and louder until he lost all words and grunted in time with his thrusts. I knew he'd cum again, but I couldn't move with him sat on top of my legs, so I stayed where I was. He kept his dick balls deep, against my fingers. "Fucking hell, boy. You're perfect. I can't believe I found a bug chaser like you," he said. He pushed his hands into the bed and lifted himself off my legs, pulling his dick out slowly. I felt the slickness of a new load coating him, as he glided past my fingers and out of my hole. "Thank you, Sir." I said, slinking myself off the bed and onto the floor, turning over as I moved. I grabbed his balls and swallowed his dick, making his body quake above me. He tasted amazing, as usual. As I cleaned him, I felt his hands on my head and heard him moaning quietly. After a few seconds, he pulled me off him. "Don't swallow," he said, as he got down on his knees and kissed me.

I was 11. My 16 year old cousin had been grooming me since I was 8 and he was 13, beginning with caressing and kissing.

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.

There's been a few homeless/hostel guys over the past few years. I actually met one at the hostel after I'd been out at a bar. I saw him nearby on scruff. We swapped pics, but he wasn't very talkative. I was horny though, profile said bottom, and he was a good looking guy, so when he said come over I figured I'd give it a try. He let me in and we went to a room with multiple beds, but nobody else was around. Hard to say his exact age because he was handsome but kind of rough. I'd guess 30. White guy with dark hair and stubble in a hoodie and jeans. Kinda lean build and not much shorter than me. He was a bit beat up with scratches on side of his face and back of his hands. I didn't ask him about those. He seemed chill and was drinking beer. We had the usual small talk when you first meet a guy you're planning to do stuff with and then we kissed. Started slow but after a bit we kind of went in to the zone where the kissing is so good you could do it for hours. I remember rolling around with him, feeling his lean body against me through our clothes, kissing softly, hard, slow, fast, and every kiss was great. We just kissed a long time and rolled around different positions, stroked each other's dicks through our jeans. It was cold in the building and we were getting close to keep warm. Ended up with me spooning him and kissing. We were still wearing all our clothes because of the cold, but I pulled his jeans down to play with his dick and balls. He had big chunky balls and a tapered dick that was very thick at the base and slim at the tip. Would have been interesting to bottom with him. Things went pretty quick from there, I pulled my jeans down too and started teasing his hole with my dick. His crack had thick soft hair that felt great around my helmet, and then I found his hole. In the cold air his hold felt intensely hot so it was easy to hit the target. I asked him if he had any lube and condoms, he said no. I was on a break from prep at the time so would have wrapped. I just couldn't take my dick off his hole though, it was way too warm and inviting. So I'm still teasing his hole and precumming like crazy because it feels so good. I'm telling myself I won't go too deep, I'll stop soon. Yeah right. Things just happened from there, as his hole got wetter I started dipping inside and eventually we were fucking. Just the tip easily becomes the whole pole. He's one of very few guys I've done it totally unprotected with, but I wanted to have the experience with him. It was a mix of just physical fucking and making love, thrusting and grunting, then sexy kissing as we spooned. I eventually wanked him off while I was inside him and his orgasm contractions as he leaked cum all over the bed made me cum too. Awesome guy, I hope he's made a lot of tops as happy as I was that night. I never saw him again though, but we messaged a bit and he was far away.

I have taken it 3 times, I won't lie it hurt if you're not high, but more after the sex, during it is very primal and I'm begging for it, I have only beeen gang banged once with all of them using it, but I was high and a whore for it. It is hot and fun if you like pain sex, just be ready to scream.

Simple .... it was my first experience. Two men grabbed me as their van pulled up next to me, pulling me in and taking me miles from where they'd grabbed me. I could not fight back. I could barely struggle. And when the rape itself began ... it was all I could do to keep from passing out. But after the first man had taken me and passed me off to the second, just before he finished depositing his sperm in me and getting ready to pass me off to the driver .... I found "sub space" - that place a true submissive slips into and begins to release all inhibition, all control and all resistance. It's not that the driver was good at fucking, because he was pretty bad actually. But maybe that's why after he came inside me and they were all trying to decide what to do with me I looked at the two men who had grabbed me and began the rape .... and begged them both to fuck me again. The two men were bare the entire time - the driver had a condom on. And after those two men took me again I was fully intoxicated with the idea of bareback sex and getting more of it from men.

Part 13 - Why not me? Kyle woke up covered in sweat yet again. He rolled over and there was Steven naked and dripping sweat too. He still felt weak, but he got up and took a long shower. All clean and dried off, he put some clothes on. “I gotta get to both classes today, but I’m fucked for the test in engineering. I didn’t study at all” he thought. Joe was making breakfast and Kyle tried to eat some toast and drink coffee, but the most he could handle was a few nibbles and sips. They checked on Steven and got him set up with a drink and a clean garbage can since he was still vomiting but with little in his body not much was coming up. Kyle walked slowly into his engineering class and the professor looked at him and said “What do you think you’re doing here Kyle?” “I’m here for the test, sir” he replied softly since loud noises made his headache even worse. “I don’t know if I should send you to the clinic or the morgue. You look terrible. How long have you been sick?” the professor asked. “Since Saturday morning, sir” was Kyle’s answer. The professor moved closer to Kyle and said quietly “You’re in no shape to take this test. I doubt you studied at all. Go over to the clinic and then get some rest. Stop by my office when you feel better and we’ll figure out how to make up the test.” With that he turned Kyle to the door and the professor ushered him into the hallway. Kyle wandered back to the parking lot having to stop several times to rest. Once he got there he got into the passenger seat and passed out again until Joe came back after his classes were done. They went home and Kyle was back in bed. Joe played nurse for Kyle and Steven the rest of the day and once again slept on the couch. Tuesday began like Monday and Kyle showered and got ready for class. A quick test of the thermometer indicated 99.8 degrees F. Still a fever, but better than the previous day. He ate a little more than the day before but staggered and fell over going to the door. Joe sent him back to bed and told him he would let his profs know he was still sick. About ten in the morning, Steven looked up and Luis and Derrick were standing at the foot of the bed grinning. “Ya want to know the hottest fuck of all is, Luis? Breeding a guy with the fuck flu. Their holes feel so good with your poz fuckstick inside them.” Luis nodded as they quickly undressed and pulled the two sick boys to the edge of the bed facing each other. “See, their cocks are even hard knowing that the bug is taking over their bodies” Derrick said. They lubed up their cocks and simultaneously started pushing their cocks into the weary boy’s holes. Once they both had bottomed out, Luis said “Damn, this hole is on fire. He’s gonna cook my chorizo.” “Yeah, just like yours was when I bred you when you were sick like these two” Derrick answered. Kyle moaned when Derrick started to fuck his hole. The rest of his body might have been sore, but his pussy was in ecstasy. He looked over at Steven who had a smile on his face while Luis pounded his ass. The bed was bouncing from the boys getting slammed in from each side. It only lasted a few minutes before both Derrick and Luis started grunting and unleashing their toxic cum into the helpless boys. “You gotta make sure you fill them with bugs when they’re sick so theres no chance the body can fight it off. These boys are going to make great poz breeders” Derrick said with an evil grin. They pulled their cocks out and laid the two boys back on the bed and watched them pass out. “I’m headed over to the hotel and see Dennis” Luis said as they walked out of the apartment. Derrick just laughed and smiled at Luis. Joe finished his classes and decided he should check up on Dennis and sent a text message. Dennis called Joe back “Hey Joe. I’m doing good. I felt a little feverish Monday morning and was dragging the whole day. There were a few weird rashes too. I thought for sure I would be out like Kyle and Steven Tuesday, but I’ve felt fine since. Do you think that was it? I know some people never get the flu when they convert.” “Yeah, I know. I’ve felt fine too. Maybe the virus didn’t take or we’re the ones that don’t get sick” Joe replied. “Who knows.” Joe asked “Have you taken any more loads since Sunday’s fuck with Tony and Derrick?” “Oh my god yeah. Those horny fuckers have been taking it out on my ass since Kyle and Steven aren’t available to fuck. All three fucked me last night at work and Luis just did me again at lunch today” Dennis replied. “Shit, I’m going crazy here not getting fucked and you’re getting nailed all the time. You bitch!” Joe said before laughing. “Haha, yeah. I gotta get back to work. I’ll let you know if anything happens and let me know if you guys need any help” Dennis said. Joe went home and checked in on his patients. It seemed to be the same as when he left. He sat down and studied for a while and then worked on a class project. Once again, he made dinner for himself and ate it with the other guys passed out in the bedroom. “This wasn’t how I thought it was going to be” Joe said to himself as he lit up a joint and took a big hit. He went back to studying and after about an hour was having trouble focusing on the book. He was thirsty too and got up to get something to drink, he was unsteady on his feet and almost fell over so he sat back down on the arm of the couch. Reaching up he felt sweat on his forehead. Slowly, he got up again and made his way to the kitchen and got a gatorade from the refrigerator. He felt weak and went to the bathroom where he got the thermometer and sat down on the toilet before he fell over. 102.7 degrees F. “Finally” he thought. Joe staggered back into the living room and fell onto the couch. He reached over and pulled the blanket and pillow up and covered himself up. Grabbing his phone he sent a text message to his brother “103 fever. guess u did it.” After hitting send, he typed another message to Dennis “I’m sick” and hit send right before he passed out. Mark heard his phone buzz and read the message from Joe. A smile came over his face. He was now bonded with his brother like few brothers are. He tried calling Joe, but the phone just rang and went to voicemail and he hung up. He tried a little while later and got the same thing. He called Tony, but it went straight to voicemail. “He’s probably working tonight. Or fucking” thought Mark. He dialed Dennis’s number and got voicemail as well. This time he left a message “Hi Dennis, this is Mark. Can you check on Joe? I think he has the flu and I can’t get hold of him to find out if he’s ok. Thanks.” Dennis laid on the bed of one of the empty hotel rooms, Luis’s cock still in his ass with two loads seeping into his body. He had seen the phone ring and Mark’s name pop up. Slowly he pulled off Luis and saw one voicemail and one text message he missed. He read the text and then listened to the voicemail before calling Mark back. “Hi Mark, I got your message. I also got one from Joe and haven’t been able to talk to him either. What’s his address? I’ll go over after work.” Mark gave him the address and thanked him. “I wasn’t there to care for Eric and now I’m not there to help Joe. I’m a fucking asshole” Mark told himself. Dennis went back to the bed and climbed in. Kissing Luis, he spread Luis’s legs before thrusting his cock into Luis’s hole. Luis looked back at him with a devilish grin and wrapped his legs around Dennis as Dennis plowed his cock deep into Luis’s poz hole. Having only been getting fucked for several days, Dennis needed to release and Luis was going to get his huge load. He kept fucking harder and harder and his cock started to throb. “I wonder if its neg or poz cum” thought Dennis as he slammed in and felt almost 10 shots of cum pump into Luis. Dennis collapsed on the bed next to Luis and after a few minutes Luis asked “So what was the call about?” “Oh, Joe has the fuck flu now. Mark wants me to check up on him” Dennis answered. “Fuck yeah. So that leaves just you still shooting blanks…” Luis said. “Yeah, so I guess I gotta keep taking more loads until I’m knocked up like them” Dennis replied as the two of them laughed. Dennis cleaned up and then stopped over to check in on Joe. When he got there, the door was unlocked so he went inside. The apartment had a funky smell of sweat and something else he couldn’t place. Joe was on the couch, covered with a blanket and shivering. His body was oozing sweat and he could hear the occasional moan from Joe. It wasn’t a good moan either. You could hear the pain in his voice. Dennis went into the bathroom and found a small towel and soaked it in cold water and mopped Joes forehead with it. Dennis sent a message to his boyfriend Corey, saying that he wouldn’t be home that night since he was watching the guys he was with at the sex party and they all were sick. Corey replied “OK ;)” Dennis looked around the apartment and found Kyle and Steven in the bedroom. The smell of stale sweat permeated the room “Damn, they’re going to have to air this place out soon” thought Dennis. He went back to the living room and pulled off his shirt and pants, picked up a blanket that was on the floor and sat down in the chair. He chuckled, the blanket smelled like cum but he still pulled it over himself. “They need cum scented fabric softener” mused Dennis. He watched Joe for a little while until he fell asleep. For the next few days, the guys pushed through the flu. Dennis kept an eye on them when he wasn’t working and even had his boyfriend look in on them. He was sending Mark an update a couple times a day. Dennis was a little jealous that he had taken as many viral loads, if not more, than the other three but hadn’t gotten sick yet. He was still getting at least 2 loads a day from either Tony, Derrick or Luis. Between bottles of gatorade and toast or bread, the three guys kept hydrated and ate as much food as their stomachs would allow. Kyle was the first to get back on his feet and decided he would go back to classes on Monday. Steven was moving around Friday evening and was taking care of Joe. Joe finally shook the fever and swollen glands that made swallowing anything difficult late on Saturday. When Dennis showed up on Sunday, they all agreed to head to the clinic downtown and see about getting tested on Monday. “Do you think its too soon? Maybe we should wait a week” asked Kyle. “OK, lets wait until Wednesday and we’ll see what the tests say and if we’re still neg we can retest in a couple weeks” Joe said.

This happened in my early 20's, so the guy was technically my ex Vice Principal. But it was still hot! The town I grew up in was a smallish suburb of a smallish midwestern city. It was the kind of town where everyone sort of knew, or knew of, everyone else. Anyway, I was back visiting my folks from Grad school, but I needed an escape one evening. And by escape, I mean some anonymous sex at the dirty bookstore. This bookstore was NOT in my hometown, but it was in the rougher area of the nearby city. So I made some wxcuse about merting some buddies, hopped in my car and headed down for some cruising. The place was fairly dead when I arrived. Only a few old queens loitering and chatting a bit. I wandered around until I found a gloryhole booth and I made myself comfortable. A few men wandered into the adjacent booth (probably those loitering queens) and I sucked them off. Hey, I was horny and cum hungry, okay? Besides, there wasn't much to choose from. Anyway, it was getting later And I was just about to leave when I hear the door of the next booth open then lock. I squatted down and peeped through the hole. I saw a pair of khakis with a decent bulge. So I did the universal "I'll suck you" sign of rubbing my finger along the hole. Stout a minute later this nice 7.5 inch cock pokes through the hole. It's got a big, dark purple mushroom head, and the thing is so fucking hard that the skin is shiny. I immediately take the head into my mouth and start gently working it with my tongue. Eventually I'm deep throating him and my nose is bumping into a full, ginger bush. I do love Gingers! The guy suddenly pulls out of my mouth and away from the hole. Then I see his finger motion for MY cock. I was really turned on at this point and figured "what the fuck". So I pushed my thick, precum dripping 6.5" cock through the hole. He played with it for awhile with his hands, then suddenly I felt that warm wetness envelop my cock. I hadn't had a good bj in ages and like I said, I was really horny. So it didn't take me long. I thought about pulling out and saving my load for later, but it was feeling good enough that I wanted to cum in this dude's mouth. Plus, I can always make more-- right? I didn't give the dude any warning-- I didn't want him pulling off and jacking me. I just waited until he was nose to pubes and then I shot. And I shot a LOT! I hear a choke/gag noise from the other side of the wall, but the guy did well. He took the load and swallowed. I pulled out and bent down to look through the hole. His cock was still rock hard so I whispered huskily "Now it's your turn." He thrust back through the hole and I started sucking again-- but all the while I wanted that purple headed monster in my ass. So, I got his cock good and slobbery, held onto it and stroked it a bit while I stood up and turned around. I started backing up onto his meat when suddenly it withdraws through the hole again. I'd freaked him out, evidently. So I put my mouth down by the hole and whispered again "Man, I really want your dick in my ass!" I can see he's stroking his dick-- he's thinking about it. I stand up an make a few more motions with my finger through the hole. And about a minute later his dick reappears. I spit in my hand, lube my crack, then slobber on his cock some More. This time, ad I back onto his dick, the head pops through my assring, and my ass slides all the way to the wall. I hear a deep groan from the other side of the wall, and I know he's liking it. I slide forward and back a few times, until I feel his hips start to take up the fuck rhythm. Then I just pressed my ass all the way back to the gloryhole and let him have at it. The thin, plywood wall is creaking and popping with every thrust, and it's all I can do to keep my balance. I press hard on the opposite wall to keep my ass in place while it's getting used. Mr Ginger picks up tempo and incan tell he's getting close. Plus, he starts letting out this, low "Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrr--aaaahhhHHHHHH!" which crescendos to a full shout. He has his dick buried deep and I feel that purple helmet pulsing in my guts. So fucking hot. I reach back, grab his cumslick dick, slide off him, then quickly dropped to suck his still twitching Cock clean. He pulls slowly back to his side, and I can see him start to put his junk away. And even though I know it's sort of improper etiquette to leave at the same time, I really wanted to see what the stud who bred my ass and swallowed my load looked like. I wait to hear his door open and I opened mine too-- only to find myself face to face with my old, married, high school Vice Principal (and on my parent's bowling team). Fuck. "Mr. VanderKemp," I stuttered. He just looked at me, sort of pale and with a look of horror on his face. I took pity on the guy and said, "Sir- don't worry. I won't tell my parents if YOU won't.". And then I winked at him, patted his crotch, and left the bookstore. I saw Mr Vanderkemp a few more times when I was back in town- but it was always in innocent settings. But that never stopped me from catching his eye and winking at him-- just to watch him blush. ,