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Not five hours later we were chatting on the hookup app again. When I suggested a 7 p.m. hookup tonight he replied, Red: “So, theoretically if I said yes, what do you see happening.” BB: “Simple. You arrive to find my hard on sticking through the glory hole. We work it into your tight hole, I fuck and breed you.” Red: “Theoretically that all sounds wonderful, but it’s not going to happen.” BB: “Oh, so what is going to happen.” There was a long pause. BB: “Theoretically?” Red: “No question, no theory. I have no need to use your ass, I can now bareback and breed my boyfriend. It would only make sense to come to get my ass bred, but we both know that’s not going to happen.” BB: “I don’t know that” Red: “Well don’t wait for me.” A few minutes to seven I was slipping out of my clothes by the window on the side of the garage. I saw flaming red hair moving along just above the yard fence. When I saw the leprechaun social worker turn into the yard, I quickly placed my ass in the glory hole. I recognized his soft touch on my ass cheek and his Irish lilt. “That you BB?” BB: “You came.” I quickly stood, turned and offered my hardening cock. “You ready to ride this?” Red: “No you idiot. I’m here to fuck and breed you.” BB: “Oh, I’m confused by what you chatted earlier. In fact, I wasn’t expecting you.” I had once again pro-offered my eager ass. Red: “I changed my mind.” BB: “Did you bring a condom?” I couldn’t stop myself from teasing. Red: “Very funny. I want no part of those boner killers.” And he drove in balls deep. I was glad I’d used lots of pre-lube. He didnt ejaculate prematurely this time. In fact, he gave me quite a decent raw fuck before his breathing got erratic and he picked up his pace and strength. He was unloading inside me when two guys came around the back of the garage, Red: “Holy fuck! You scared the shit out of me.” The tall one spoke: “Nope, but looks like we scared the cum out of you. We’re here to make that cum dump behind the glory hole just as happy as you made him just now.” Red, pulled out and for the next ten minutes my ass was worked by these two stranger’s very impressive naked tools. They didn’t stick around when they had both added their contribution to the cum soup in my ass. Red: “You just let two total strangers raw fuck and breed your ass? Are you crazy?” BB: “You stayed to watch! Good for you. Remember, ‘raw is the law.’” Red: “Get your cock out here.” I did as asked and his mouth sucked me in deep. I was already semi hard and within no time hard as fuck. He was soon bent over and directing my ridged head to find his hole. BB: “What are you doing?” Red: “What’s it look and feel like. I’m mounting your pole. I need you to fuck me like they just fucked you.” He was pushing my raw cock in deep. BB: “Are you sure?” I felt a little moral twing but I had warned him not to trust strangers. And he hadn’t asked. Red: “Fuck yeah. That feels amazing, Fuck me already.” I fucked him for five minutes turned on by the knowledge of how much toxic precum I was lubing his ass with. He just begged for more, faster, harder. I gave him what he wanted quite prepared to pull out when he got around to the crucial question of my status. If didn’t cum up, he never asked. BB: “Isn’t there a question you’re forgetting?” Red: “The only question I can think of is what’s stopping you from creaming my cum virgin ass?” BB: “Well beg for it, and it’s all yours.” Red: “Flood me BB. Fill me to the brim!” BB: “Fuck yeh, knockin ya up! Take my dirty load Red.” It seemed he didn’t hear me as he grabbed my ass and pulled me in tight so every drop of toxic cum was pushed deep inside. Red: “Fuck man. That was amazing. Wow, I can hardly believe I’ve taken my first load up the ass. Thank you, thank you . …. And what did you mean ‘dirty load’?” BB: “I just knocked you up mate. My cum is highly toxic, and your ass got ripped up by the look of the pink liquid around your hole.” Red in shock; “But why didn’t you tell me? How could you do this? That’s so fuckin sick.” BB: “I told you in our chats not to trust strangers. I told you to ask before you took a raw cock up your ass. I told you trusting was not a good idea.” Red, with anger: “Would you have told me if I’d asked before you shoved in so rough.” BB: “You mounted me roughly, that’s all on you. And yes, I would have told you and respected your choice. Just like I respected your choice to not ask. And then your choice to beg for my load.” At this moment three guys arrived. The big bear spoke; “You guys gonna keep chatting? Or can we get off in this cum dump?” For the next 15 minutes I was too busy taking their cocks and cum up my ass to even think about the social worker. As they were leaving, I was surprised to hear the Irish lilt. Red: “So, you’re telling me my first load in the ass is a highly toxic poz load?” BB: “Yup, that’s the long and short of it.” Red: “And you knew I’m not on PreP?” BB: “Yup, wasn’t my job to question.” Red: “Then I have another question for you.” BB: “Ask away, anything you want.” Red: “Can you give me another infected load? If I’m going to the clinic for follow up tomorrow, I may as well have a good reason.” He was bent over and my raw poz cock was fucking him silly for the next half hour. A crowd of six guys had gathered by the time I loaded him up for the second time. They clapped and one called out. “Great show, but I though we were here to fuck the guy in the glory hole. Not the other way around.” Red: “Well we’ve got a treat for you then don’t we. Two pre-loaded asses for your raw fucking pleasure.” As the fuck-athon went on for the next two hours guys just kept cuming and going. I took another 6 loads up my ass. The leprechaun left with a dozen strangers cum leaking from his formerly virgin hole. And no, he never asked anyone their status before they pushed into him raw. Neither did he ask after they had bred him. For some reason we missed a week on my regular appointment schedule, so it was two weeks before I went to his office. I was anxious to hear how he'd made out at the clinic. The receptionist apologized that I hadn’t been informed of this second cancelation. My assigned social worker, my cute little leprechaun was home ‘sick as a dog’.

1 The beginning TJ, that's my name and several years ago my life took a big turn. In the relationship with my then girlfriend, we experimented regularly. But it wasn't until she asked to try a threesome with an extra man joining us that something changed in me. We had agreed to meet at her apartment and the guest we had chosen together had arrived at the appointed time. We first drank something together to get the nerves down a bit and then my girlfriend put on a porn movie to increase the sexual tension a bit. My girlfriend got all the attention from both the guest and me. The clothes came off and without realizing it I looked at our guest's body in wonder and at my greatest astonishment my cock spontaneously got hard. He had a beautiful body and his dick was also quite nice. Of course I had already seen several cocks in my life, if you are in a wrestling team where the showers are communal you will see something passing by. But I never had anything sexual in mind. Everything was going as expected until one moment when I felt his hand around my hard cock. I was startled for a moment and looked at him with a look of what are you doing now and he said he was bi and thought he had seen in me a look that I wanted him too. I told him this was not the plan and that I was straight but my girlfriend thought it was hot and urged me to kiss him. To make my girlfriend happy and not to ruin the moment I moved my lips closer to his. My girlfriend pushed our mouths together and that's how I kissed another man for the first time in my life. To my great surprise the kiss did not feel strange, on the contrary it tasted like more and I kissed him more fiercely than in the beginning. The kiss was interrupted and I let him continue pulling on my cock while I continued playing with my girlfriend. Suddenly our guest took another step further and I felt his warm moist mouth sliding around my pole, I had no time to react as he pushed me onto my back and sucked firmly on my cock. This really was the best blow job I ever got but in my head this was not right. I wanted to make him stop but I had become too horny and couldn't control my cock and squirted my load into his mouth. Was it shame, or first realization. But when I had filled his mouth with my hot sperm I got up and put my clothes on and left. I said sorry but I can't do this, I don't want this. My girlfriend called out to me to stay but I was already out of the room. I heard our guest say to my girlfriend he may not know himself yet but at least he is bi if he is not gay because I have never seen a straight man get hard and squirt as fast as he does. Not long after the threesome with the guy, my relationship with my girlfriend ended. I struggled to place, process and talk about the experience with my girlfriend. She didn't want to continue with me because I was completely blocked. I threw myself completely into my studies because I was in my last year of pharmacy and still had 2 months to go. But that night kept playing in my head. I had trouble controlling my thoughts and feelings and had absolutely no idea how to proceed. Should I give in to the feeling that was deep inside or try to suppress it completely. I tried to suppress it during the last months of my studies but every time I met a girl it didn't feel the same as before. It frustrated me a lot and for a while I wasn't really a pleasant person to be with. I was easily angry, quickly sought out arguments and as a result I didn't hear my friends anymore because they had grown tired of my behavior. Fortunately, the exams were coming up and I was able to focus on them. I passed with flying colors and received my degree after all those years of hard work. My parents and brother attended the ceremony and were very proud of their oldest son/brother. My brother was 5 years younger and he would now also start his studies so he knew what to do when he saw me receive my diploma. I first took another month of well-deserved vacation before I would start looking for work. The idea of sex with a man was completely in the fridge and I felt like I was back to how I was before. I was dating girls again and it was almost back to the way it used to be. But you hear it, I said almost like before. Deep down inside my subconscious being, something continued to gnaw and a lack remained. One evening when I was alone at my apartment and had just written some application letters I scrolled over some porn sites to relieve some of the pressure from my tense balls and without thinking about it I had chosen a movie of a threesome where there were 2 bi men participating. The horny images came on the screen and I was playing with my cock. My imagination began to run wild again and got the feeling of that guy's warm moist mouth again. The images on the screen no longer mattered as I closed my eyes and was now completely in my own fantasy and felt my cum running down my hands. My horny feeling sank back as I squirted and what was safe in the fridge had returned to the surface. My thoughts whipped back in all directions. That night I didn't sleep much because I lay there all night thinking about my feelings. The next evening I had arranged to go out with some friends, it was a memorable evening. Because of the mixed feelings I was having, I had completely let myself go and had looked far too deeply into the glass. When I got home, in my intoxicated state, I had turned on my laptop and searched for a gay hookup website. Without really thinking much about it, I had created a profile and posted a job ad. Gender: Male Straight Age : 23 years old Height: 1m 80 tall Weight: 85 kg Body: Muscular Sport: Wrestler Hair: Hairy Dick size: 18 cm long 5 cm thick Role: unknown Experience: none Tell something more about yourself: Straight guy who is looking for himself and wants to know if sex with men is something for me. Who wants to let me experience and learn what it is to have sex with a man. What are you looking for: A man who wants to teach me and who can make me find myself so I won't be stuck with these mixed feelings anymore. TJ hit enter, folded his computer closed and went to sleep. It was around noon when Tj woke up and he opened his computer to see if he had gotten any responses to his application letters. But he saw that the hookup site was still open and so he was confronted with what he had done in his drunken state. At his great surprise, he saw that he had 7 unread messages. Tj's heart pounded in his throat, what was he to do now. He put his hands in front of his eyes and thought for a moment. This might not have been such a bad idea, maybe this way he could really find out what he wants. He looked back at the screen and he read the messages one by one. The first 6 messages were way too direct and he had a feeling those men would not be able to give him what he was looking for. The last message was from Peter. Hello unknown young man. I am Peter Wright, 43 years old, single for a while but a man with a lot of experience. Experience I would like to share with you. If you let me, I would like to introduce you to the world of male sex. Send me your picture and what you want to experience and then we can meet. Peter had attached a picture of himself and Tj felt his cock spontaneously get hard. Peter was a big muscular bear, had a muscular chest and matching six-pack. His head was shaved and it looked great on him. TJ thought for a moment whether he would answer but he felt he had to do this. Hi Peter, I'm TJ, thanks for your message back. I'll be honest, last night in a drunken stupor I made this profile and was just now shocked at what I did. However, what my profile says is how I feel. I got a blow job a few months back during a threesome with my girlfriend from the guy we had agreed to meet with, my relationship with my girlfriend broke up after that because I don't know what to do with my feelings. What I want to experience, to be honest. I don't know, I don't know if I will really be able to meet up with a guy and have sex with him, I don't know how far I want to go into it but I do know that I want these feelings out of my system and I also know to get rid of these feelings that I will have to do something. So you will have to help me and I think I will indicate at the time how far I can go. Tj attached some more pictures of himself and with a trembling hand he pressed send. That same evening he received a reply back. TJ, I understand you, if you feel like it, you can come by my place. We can have a drink together and see how it goes. By the way, you look very nice. Should it turn out that you would fall for men, you would definitely be well in the market 😉 Peter had also given his nr so they could chat faster with each other through Whatsapp Tj read the message and he felt a warm glow come over him. This felt good. He could definitely do this because there were no strings attached. He took out his cell phone and put in Peter's number and immediately sent him a Whatsapp Peter, I think it's best we meet as soon as possible then so I don't have to think about it too long. Can you make it tomorrow night? Hi Tj, I wasn't expecting you so soon. Tomorrow night I already have plans can you do Saturday night? TJ: yes Saturday is good for me P: ok fine. P: I'll send you the address then. P: not to put any pressure on you but make sure you are internally clean, you never know where we will end up. Tj: internally clean? What do you mean? P: yes you are still unfamiliar with everything that comes with it, I'll forward you a link with what I mean. Tj was forwarded the link and started to get a little cold feet. Peter had just asked him to rinse his ass, that meant he might want to fuck. TJ: I will rinse but do not know if I am ready for this yet. P: yes I know but you never know where the night will take us is just a precautionary measure TJ: ok then. Tj was already full of excitement on Friday and when it was 6 pm on Saturday he was up with nerves. Would he go to the appointment, was he ready for this. Did he really want this. At 6:15 pm he got a message from Peter. P: hopefully you don't have too many nerves, there's no need for that. You just come for a drink at a friend's place and we'll see what happens. I expect you at 8 pm at the following address. Peter lived 40 min away and the message made TJ calm down again. He stepped into the shower, washed and then began his first rinse. He was still a bit clumsy at it but after a few tries he managed to give his ass a rinse and after a few rinses he was clean. He got dressed he got into his car and without giving it any further thought he drove to Peter's house. Peter lived on a small ranch just outside of town. His house was stand-alone and within a one-mile radius there was not a living soul to be found. Tj's heart pounded in his throat and with clammy and buckling knees he stepped out. A small voice in his head tried to stop him. Are you sure Tj, are you sure you want to go through with this. But TJ persevered, no matter how nervous he was. He needed to know if those feelings he had were real and if he was into men or not. He stepped to the door and wanted to push the bell but it was no longer necessary the door opened. TJ's heart stopped for a moment and he felt a tightness. Peter stood in the doorway and Tj looked with admiration at the big sturdy man standing in front of him. He looked even more imposing and handsome in person than in the pictures. Peter held out his hand. P: Hi TJ, I'm glad you came. Come on in. Tj followed Peter into the living room and they sat down in the sofa. P: are you still in control of your nerves buddy TJ: not at all actually. P: hahaha that's not necessary for anything. Like I said let's talk a bit and we'll see what the evening brings good. TJ felt his body calming down, Peter was as he thought he would be. Sincere and sensitive. TJ: that sounds good to me. P: would you like something to drink, I can't offer you much though. I only have tonic in the house because I haven't been able to go to the store. TJ: yes is good for me. Tj didn't really like tonic it was way too bitter for him but didn't want to disappoint his host. Peter on the other hand was actually not that sincere and sensitive. He was actually just planning to drug Tj, pick his flower and send him back out on the street full of his cum. But Peter was impressed by TJ's appearance. He saw potential in the guy sitting in front of him; instead of dumping TJ after one fuck, he could groom and train him so that he would become the perfect slut, slave and houseboy for him. TJ would be perfect for it. But for that he would have to change his plan. This evening should not be about Peter's pleasure and desires but about TJ's, he should be able to make him desire more. So that he could strike later and take him in. Peter went to the kitchen, the amount of G that he was normally going to administer TJ he halved, so that TJ would get into a light intoxication but not be completely fucked up. P: here buddy TJ accepted the glass of Tonic and took a big swig. P: tell me, how exactly is it that you are suddenly looking for male sex. Tj started to carefully tell his story and meanwhile drank his glass empty. After half an hour, he felt himself becoming completely calm and couldn't take his eyes off Peter anymore . Peter noticed that his guest was beginning to come under the influence of the administered G. P: so if I understand correctly you actually want to have sex once and see what it does to you. TJ: yeah something like that yeah. P: and do you feel anything for me. I mean do you see in me the person you want to experience that with. The G was doing its job well because Tj's inhibitions were greatly reduced. TJ: god yes, you look incredibly handsome. P: nice to hear. P: may I sit closer to you. Tj turned red in his face. TJ: yes please. Peter sat down closer P: may I touch you. TJ nodded and bit his lower lip. Peter put his big firm hand on Tj's leg and began to gently move upward. P: if it goes too fast let me know. TJ: ok TJ breathed heavier at feeling the fondling he received from Peter. Peter gently felt TJ's cock and it was bingo, TJ's cock was already hard. He also felt that he TJ was well supplied between his legs. With his other hand he went through TJ's hair and pushed his head closer to him. P: may I kiss you? Tj: hmmm yes Tj had already become fairly turned on by the G and the fondling and opened his mouth. He felt Peter's lips touching his lips and Peter's tongue entering his mouth. Tj moaned slightly with excitement and pleasure. Peter was doing his job thoroughly and well. Like a true gentleman, he made Tj enjoy his first moment with a man. He gently pushed Tj onto his back and continued to kiss and caress him. He went under the T-shirt with his hand and sought TJ's nipples. The two were kissing lovingly for at least 10 min when Peter began to pull Tj's T-shirt off. Tj allowed it and helped Peter remove his shirt and then put his hands on Peter's chest and looked at him longingly. He pulled him back toward him so they would kiss again but Peter placed his lips on Tj's muscular chest and began to lick him and play with his beautifully shaped nipples. TJ was completely in the moment and completely surrendered to Peter. He now took off Peter's T-shirt and looked with admiration at the trained and hairless and tattooed body of the man who would teach him what it is to be with a man. Tj could no longer contain himself and kissed Peter's chest and licked his pierced nipples. The game between the two continued for a while until Peter sat up straight. P: everything ok TJ: yeah, I didn't expect it but this is better than I imagined. P: do you want to stop here or do you want to continue. Tj looked longingly at Peter and whispered Tj: continue. I want more. Peter pulled Tj straight P: follow me, we need a better place then. Peter took Tj hand and escorted him to the bedroom. Once in the bedroom Peter took hold of Tj and started kissing him back full of desire. Tj startled himself but his hands were looking for the button of Peter's jeans and undid them. Peter did the same to Tj and both men's pants fell to the floor. Peter's hands took hold of the firmly formed bulge in TJ's tight-fitting boxer. TJ broke the kiss closed his eyes and moaned. Peter took hold of his head again and kissed him again. He took hold of Tj's hand and placed it on his firmly padded boxer. Peter took hold of Tj's ass and squeezed both jaws firmly. Tj felt how big Peter's soft cock was and looked at him with big amazed eyes. He had never experienced this feeling of horniness before, he had not expected this at all. Peter pushed Tj onto the bed and lay down on him and began to lick and kiss Tj's body again. Tj took hold of Peter's bald head and thoroughly enjoyed this blissful moment. Peter came to the boxers and kissed Tj's hidden cock and bit the boxers and pulled them down with his teeth. Tj groaned because he knew what was about to happen. His stiff and leaking cock would emerge. Peter saw the moist glans emerge and licked at it with his tongue. Tj breathed more heavily and feeling the tongue and more pre-cum came out of his straining cock. Peter pulled TJ's boxers all the way off and took TJ's cock in his mouth all the way down his throat. Carefully he began to suck him because he knew your boy would probably squirt soon. TJ enjoyed the moment but knew himself that he would squirt soon and he didn't want it to be over already and pulled Peter back up and started kissing him back. P: wasn't it good Tj: oh yeah, it's more than good. So good in fact that I would like to cum spontaneously but don't want it to be over already. Peter heard this gladly, his plan to make the evening only around Tj's pleasure worked. P: ok then, do you want to try it yourself or are you not ready for that yet. Tj: I want to try but can't promise I'll be able to do it P: I understand Peter turned on his back and now TJ came and lay on top of him. They kissed again and then Tj licked his way down. When he got to Peter's boxer shorts he kissed Peter's still hidden cock and then looked deep into his eyes. He pulled down boxer shorts and Peter's monster came out. TJ: oh fuck, this one is huge. Peter laughed. Tj moved closer with his mouth to Peter's cock and smelled the smell of other man's cock for the first time, he didn't expect it but it made him even hornier than he already was. TJ felt Peter's hands lightly grip his head. TJ was enchanted by the giant cock in front of him. Although he was frightened, and all sorts of things were happening in his head he couldn't help but take hold of the cock. He took hold of Peter's cock and began to lightly pull on it. He kissed Peter's lower abdomen, placed the cock against his cheek and sighed deeply. He pulled the cock away and looked at it for a moment. P: you shouldn't do anything if you don't want to huh. TJ: I know but I want to try but don't know how. P: otherwise lick the glans, then place your lips on it. Tj opened his mouth and placed his tongue on Peter's glans. His heart was beating violently now from the excitement and horniness. The first touch of his tongue was liberating and the taste of the pre-cum he tasted was much better than he had imagined. Before long, his lips were kissing Peter's thick mushroom. Peter placed his hands back lovingly on TJ's head. P: Just let it slide into your mouth. You're doing great Tj listened to his mentor and let the hardening cock slide into his mouth. Tj did have to open his mouth fully to get Peter's fat cock in his mouth but it was all worth it because once the cock came into his mouth and he got the full taste of cock in his mouth he was completely sold. He groaned and let the cock slide as deep into his mouth as he could because he wanted more. More of that heavenly taste, more of the blissful rod. He looked longingly at Peter. P: oh fuck, you're a natural. Hmmm Peter let TJ enjoy his blissful cock for a while without saying anything or giving him encouragement. Tj's blowjob technique certainly still needed a lot of work but for a first time this could definitely pass for Peter. He pulled TJ back up and kissed him fiercely. The game between the two continued like this for a while until Peter was sucking Tj again and stopped for a moment. P: did you do what I asked you before you came here. Tj knew what Peter meant and nodded. P: ok then Peter took hold of Tj's lower back and lifted him up and put a pillow under his ass. He pulled the jaws of Tj's ass apart and Peter saw Tj's cherry come out. P: Do you trust me? Tj nodded. That was all Peter needed and he buried his face in Tj's ass and licked his virgin cherry. Tj had never experienced such a blissful feeling. The feeling of a tongue licking his sphincter was the best feeling he had ever experienced and he slammed his two hands against his head and moaned in pleasure. Tj: Oh my god, oh fuck this is heavenly. Peter knew he had Tj where he wanted him and knew the boy would definitely come back. He gently pushed his ring finger against TJ's sphincter, but he immediately realized that it wouldn't work this way. He took the bottle of poppers that was next to the bed and turned it open. P: these are poppers, you have to sniff this through each nostril a few times for as long as you can. It will help you relax your sphincter and it will also make you feel better. You shouldn't be afraid it doesn't work for long. Tj took hold of the bottle and sniffed through each nostril 3 times for as long as he could. He felt his head start to spin and an even hornier feeling came to the surface, handed the bottle back to Peter and then fell backwards on the bed. Peter by now had taken lube and smeared Tj's cherry with lube. He placed his finger back against Tj's flower and the flower opened and let the finger in. Tj was in supreme ecstasy from feeling Peter's finger in his hole. Peter drove the speed a bit and introduced a second finger and let Tj continue to enjoy it. Tj: this is amazing, oh fuck. I want to squirt. I want to squirt! Peter stopped fingering. P: let's cum together. Tj: yeah that's good. P: where do you want me to cum. Tj hesitated for a moment but he was too horny Tj: I want to taste your seed. Peter turned so they were lying in a 69 position P: let's shoot into each other's mouth then okay? Peter could squirt almost on command, so his plan was to squirt himself first into Tj's mouth and then let Tj squirt his seed. Tj took peter's cock in his mouth and started sucking it like mad. P: oh baby I am going to squirt, are you ready. Peter meanwhile took Tj's cock in his mouth and started sucking it too. It did not take long also Tj was going to squirt and Peter made him cum, Tj heard how Peter started panting heavier and faster and he felt how Peter's cock filled his mouth with seed. It excited Tj so much that he too dumped his seed into Peter's mouth. Tj's mouth was still filled with Peter's seed and although it didn't taste bad he didn't know what to do with it and let it spill out of his mouth. Peter had swallowed Tj's seed and watched his seed get lost on the sheets of the bed. He took hold of Tj and kissed him passionately. After they took a breath P: did you enjoy it Tj: it's weird to say but actually yes. P: would you like to come back again for a 2nd round. TJ: I think so TJ put on his clothes and went back home. The following days he sat almost all the time thinking about the moment with Peter, he was amazed at how smoothly everything had gone and he began to realize that he definitely had to be at least bisexual. Peter had left Tj alone for a few days but after the 3rd day he sent a whatsapp anyway. Hey TJ, hopefully you enjoyed your first experience there as much as I did myself. If you still feel like it and if you can you come back Saturday for a 2nd round. When Tj lifted his cell phone and saw that the message was from Peter he got a warm feeling inside. He read the message and sent back. Hey Peter, I'll see you on Saturday. The second date was almost a copy of the first, only with the difference that now Tj was not so tense and he did not cum so fast. Peter had also been able to get him to play with his ass more and by the time Tj went home he could tolerate three fingers in his still virgin ass. What was also different when TJ went home was that he was beginning to have genuine feelings for Peter and Peter realized this. In the days that followed, Peter did not leave Tj alone and sent him loving and sexual messages that made TJ's head spin even more and pushed his feelings toward Peter even further. By that it was Wednesday night TJ himself sent to Peter asking if he could meet again on Saturday. Peter sent back. Hey TJ unfortunately I can't meet up this weekend because I will be away all weekend. But I will be honest with you. What we have now is way too limited for me. I know you're only in the exploratory stage but that's long over for me. I know what I want and that is more than what is happening now. I am a proud gay top who loves to fuck a pussy, I love being able to take a slut/slave in charge and be able to train him and use him at my will. I am a true BDSM master. I understand that you may not be ready for that yet but it is what I want. But I can't deny that I feel nothing for you and would love to introduce you into my world and train you into what you can become because I see a lot of potential in you and I am sure you will love this too. Should you be interested in this I would love to see you again. But please know that you would then have to come and live with me for at least 3 months because training to become a perfect slave and slut does take some time. You would then also have to give yourself completely to me and do and undergo everything I ask of you. What happens after your training I leave completely up to you but know if you still want to stay with me after that you certainly can because again I have gotten feelings for you in this short time. I also want to be open and honest with you. I am HIV positive but take medication and am undetectable so there is definitely no danger to you. I understand this is very much to take in and I don't expect an immediate answer either. Otherwise, let this sink in and then make a decision. I also don't expect any more messages from you this week and you won't get any from me because I don't want to influence you. Know that I am expecting you next week and then you have to make your choice whether to come or not to come. But then also know that we won't see each other again if you don't come. I hope in the meantime that I will see you because I would so love to introduce you to the real world of men's sex. Peter's message hit TJ like a bomb. Training, BDSM, slut, slave, at least 3 months and HIV. The first thing TJ wanted to do was walk away and never think about this again, he was just exploring and hadn't even had anal sex yet. What did he have to throw himself directly into such a fierce adventure. The first few days TJ did not know what to do with himself at all, all sorts of things were going through his mind but by Tuesday night he made up his mind . What did he have to lose, he had no job, his friends he heard very little, his feelings for Peter were real, the unknown he also found very exciting and because of his training in pharmacy he knew better than anyone else that indeed you can be undetectable if you have HIV and then there is no risk, besides there was also such a thing as condoms he thought and what were 3 months in a lifetime. Tj would go for it and he sent to his parents that he would not be reachable for a few months because he wanted to follow a course abroad. With his last savings he paid the rent of his apartment for 4 months and by Saturday he had everything arranged and was ready for his new adventure. As he got ready to leave for Peter the nerves did start to surface he felt his stomach start to contract and again the little voice in his head came wondering if this was the best decision. But again TJ press forward and put his suitcase in the car and left for Peter. When he arrived at Peter's he saw that the front door was already open, he went in and thought he would see Peter but he didn't. He saw that there was a table ready and went to it. On the table Tj saw a filled glass two letters a leather collar with a lock a jockstrap and a blindfold. Tj took hold of the letter and read it. Bye Tj, I'm glad you came. In front of you you see some things lying around. A contract, a collar, jockstrap, blindfold and a filled glass. The glass is filled with tonic and G, G is a drug that you will receive very often in your training and that will make you submissive, willing and horny. Now still you get to choose a penultimate time. You have 3 options. 1 you leave and we never see each other again. 2 you empty the glass and we have a nice evening but then it stops. 3 you empty the glass, put the leather collar around your neck and hang the lock on it and sign the contract. If you choose the 3rd and which I am actually hoping for then this was your penultimate choice made for the next 3 months. The last choice you may then make is for during your training but you will see that then. If you don't leave and choose option 3 then you empty your glass, sign the contract, take off your clothes, put on the collar and lock it. You put on the jockstrap and go upstairs there you wait in the middle of the room on your knees with the blindfold on. When you are upstairs you press the bell and I will come up in twenty minutes. That's how long the G needs to work because I want you willing and submissive. With trembling hand he took the second letter and pen. Contract. I TJ agree to the rules my master will impose on me. I will obey him and do what he asks otherwise he may punish me according to his will. I also give him all decision right to do with me whatever he wants. I am his possession and have no decision right myself for a period of 3 months. Master will train and mold me in the image he has in mind. But will let me return home healthy unless otherwise decided by mutual agreement. Signed TJ TJ felt he was getting tremendously nervous, this was serious. This was no longer child's play but this was for real. He read the contract a few more times and looked again at the items in front of him. Was he really ready for this. He had never smoked before, let alone taken drugs, and to his feeling it would not stop at this one time. He had also never been fucked before, would he be able to handle this. Would he be able to give himself completely to a man. Doubt struck him. He looked at the contract again and pulled himself together and with a trembling hand he signed the contract and gave up his right to decide. From now on Peter would decide what happened to him. When he had signed he felt as if a burden had fallen from his shoulders. He thought the hardest part was behind him. But then he looked at the glass. He would have to drug himself; this was another milestone he had to overcome. But he took the glass placed it to his lips and drank it in 1 gulp. The taste was terrible and he struggled to keep it down. He took off his clothes and put on the jockstrap, also put on the leather collar and clicked the lock shut, he took the blindfold, left everything and went upstairs. Upstairs he saw that there was a door open and entered the room he pressed the bell, closed the door and got down on his knees in the middle of the room and put on the blindfold. He felt his heart racing briskly and felt he was nervous. Nervous for what was to come, for what he would experience and what he would become. Time moved slowly and every minute took an eternity, but as time went on he felt himself getting calmer and hornier. Wanting to be touched, he breathed deeper and heavier. Tj began to touch his body with his hands and began to moan lightly. For a moment he was in his own horny world and everything around him disappeared. His fantasies surfaced and his horniest dreams shot through his mind. Then he heard the door open and his head was grabbed. P: I am glad to see you, you have made me a happy master this evening. You finished your first assignment well and I'm glad you signed the contract and that I get to train you. TJ: thank you peter. I feel so horny. Peter Tj a light tap to the back of his head. P: We do need to make some arrangements first. The most important ones are, do what is asked, never argue, only talk when I tell you to say something and don't refuse. This first time I forgive you because you didn't know the rules yet. If you break them again I will punish you. If you refuse or contradict then the training will stop and you will be outside and from now on you will no longer address me as Peter but as Sir or Master. I will also no longer address you as TJ but in any way I feel like. Did you get that bitch. Tj's head was already rising to the clouds but had understood what Peter had just explained to him the other day. Tj: yes sir. P: ok slut. Then we can start your training.

So I messaged him a few days later. Me: Looks like the weather should be good this week. I would really love to suck your cock in my pool and if possible top you. I love to have guys cum over and sit on the edge of the pool while I suck them off. Him: Sure, I would love to do more but a blowjob is also welcome too. I am versatile and would love to play in the pool. Me: Let’s do 3pm. I will be in the pool already. Just go through the gate on the side of the house. About an hour before 3, I showered and cleaned out just because of habit. While I was soaping up I fondled my cock and found my mind racing with the thought of playing with a unmedicated POZ man. I barely could wash my cock and balls as I got super hard and could feel my cock swelling wanting release. I made it into the pool just before 3pm and floated until I heard the gate open and close. I turned over and swam to the edge to see him walking towards me. His description matched from the website. Wearing a white wifebeater t-shirt and red running shorts, white in his fifties 6' 2'' with his head shaved . He smiled as approached and said “ Hi, my name is Mike.” I smiled back and said “Welcome to my pool Mike, why dont you strip and sit on the edge of the pool.” I watched him take off his shirt and saw that he had a fairly defined chest, with not a lot of body fat I could make out the clear lines of his chest muscles. It being a sign of how toxic he was and how far along he was in his unmedicated journey. He slowly wiggled out of his shorts all the while looking at me directly with that burning desire we all have seen before. As his shorts fell to the ground, his cock sprang out on its own showing he was shaved all over. I could feel my own cock getting harder while feeling my mouth salivating thinking of when it would be able to taste his cock. A few seconds after admiring his 8 inch cock, I then noticed that he had a small biohazard tattoo directly above his cock. I patted the wall next to where I was and he stepped over and sat on the edge of the pool. I moved in between his legs and saw his cock up close and personal. I smiled up towards him and then looked down again to see a drop of POZ pre-cum on the head of his penis. I slowly lowered my tongue and tasted his tip with my mind racing that I was going to taste POZ cum for the very first time. My heart raced as the sweet salty taste hit my brain and I knew I wanted it. Slowly I enveloped his cock into my mouth and took his whole 8 inches in one motion. My nose rubbed against his belly and I could feel his cock hitting the back of my throat. I began to rock slowly up and down on his cock as I felt a hand on the back of my head. I sucked his cock for several minutes enjoying feeling the veins and flare of his cock. I could feel his cock getting harder and his head beginning to flare. Just as I thought I would be rewarded with a large load in my mouth he pushed me off and whispered “Not yet.” He slipped into the water and we embraced I could feel both of our hard cocks againist each other as he slipped his hands around my ass and began to massage it.

Thank you for your reasoned response. I will try to break it down for you: As I’ve mentioned before, Most Black people would not have cared if Kamala Harris was black or not. For a lot of black constituents, the main focus was on her work as the district attorney of San Francisco and her policies towards Black people. However, Kamala Harris and her supporters made blackness issue by trying to credential herself as a black person. And when we look at Kamala Harris‘s life, she has no connection to black society out outside of her attending an HBCU and being in a sorority almost 40 years ago. In particular, she has no black men in her life. Therefore, she is not relatable to most black people. It’s not Enough to be exposed to us. And what Donald Trump said was not out of the norm from a lot of the conversations that are being had. That does not mean that people are Trumpers, but again if you’re gonna wear our uniform, we have to check your credentials.

I’d set the precedent, and the leprechaun social worker had gone for the bait, so I started the next appointment the same way. “Have you cheated on that no-good boyfriend of yours yet?” He responded, “Interesting that you asked. I actually haven’t technically physically cheated on him. But I guess I have psychologically and maybe even a little more.” Me: “Interesting. Do tell.” He confessed about the ongoing chat with the guy on Squirt. He clearly didn’t know it was me. He gave the details and blushed at the conclusion of our last chat. Me: “So the thought of breeding the guy gave you a great ejaculation?!” Him: “Fuck yeah, among the best of my life.” Me: “So?” Him: “So what?” Me: “So what are you gonna do about it? Are you gonna hook up with him? Breed his willing ass?” Him: “Fuck!, No! I couldn’t cheat on my boyfriend, at least not go that far.” Me: “Oh, ok.” Him: “Although I can’t stop thinking about having my raw cock in a man’s hole.” Me: “Only thing better is having a man’s raw cock blasting in my hole.” Him: “I can’t imagine that, it must be amazing … no, no, stop putting ideas in my head.” Me: “The idea's already in both your heads. It’s a terrible thing to die curious.” Him: “Fuck man, you’re evil. And I love it. Now get out of my office and get busy collecting loads and stories for your appointment next week.” Before our next online chat I came up with a plan of approach. Me: How you doing Red. (I’d offered this nick name and he’s accepted it. He’d decided to call me BB, for bad boy and barebacker) Red: “Horney as fuckin hell.” BB: “Boyfriend still not giving you cock in the ass?” Red: “That’s for sure. And the more I push to ditch the condoms the more he with holds all sex! He wouldn’t own it, but he’s basically forcing me to cheat on him.” BB: “So did you? Have you?” Red: “Only virtually in our last chat. Fuck man, that was amazing.” BB: “What if I had a plan? You and I meet and you could fuck and breed me for real.” Red: “No fuchin way. That would be going to far. But, theoretically tell me what you were thinking.” BB: “My buddy has a glory hole through the back door of his garage. The outside of this door is completely secluded from his neighbour’s view. I’ve been fucked and bred through it many times, day and night, it’s perfect. We could arrange a time. I’d have my ass up to the hole and away you’d go. Totally anonymous.” Red: “Well, theoretically, when might you suggest?” BB: “Tonight, 10 p.m., it’ll be dark, you might like that better than daytime.” Red: “It’ll be hard to find an excuse to go out that late.” BB: “Earlier then?” Red: “No theoretically I’d do my best.” That’s how it was left. So I had no idea when I stripped in my friend’s garage and backed my bare ass to the glory hole if there was going to be any action that night or not. I had intentionally not drummed up any other fucker’s on the hookup apps to give my leprechaun a chance. I figured I’d give him to 10:20 to show and if nothing I could get busy on the apps then. I approached it like a fun game. 10:17 and I hadn’t heard a stir in my friend’s yard. I was preparing my brain to change strategies when I heard gentle footsteps move up to the glory hole. A hand brushed my bare ass cheek and I recognized Red’s whispered voice. “BB? Is that you?” I altered me voice to remain anonymous to him; “Yup.” One of his fingers explored my hole eventually sliding inside. Red: “You pre lubed.” BB: “Yup” From the next noises I was pretty sure he stripped out of all of his clothes. Then I heard the distinct sound of a condom package opening. BB: “Red, what are you doing?” Red: “I’m suiting up to fuck you. I’m cheating on my good for nothing boyfriend.” BB: “Yeah, but why the condom? I thought you wanted to breed me.” Red: “You told me I could wear one. Just for me you said, nobody else.” BB: “Yeah, but you know from our chat you want to be in a guy raw, your orgasm.” Red: “No, I can’t take that chance. It’s already on and I’m ready to fuck you. Please!” By this point I was so fuckin horned up I relented. The condom burned like hell as he eased it into me. I made him pull out and applied more lube. It was marginally better when he pushed in this time. I was sorry I wasn’t using Vaseline. He began to fuck me, and I soon needed to stop him to add more lube. He entered me again, but I could tell he was starting to go soft. Red: “Damn this never happens at home, but I can’t keep it hard. I think the condom is killing my hardon.” BB: “Then take it off.” Red: “I couldn’t do that. My boyfriend would never forgive me.” BB: “Do you plan to tell him you’ve cheated on him? Your cocks already fucked me, a stranger.” I heard the condom snap off. Red: “You do have a point.” BB: “Just rub the raw head of your cock on my hole. See if that gets it excited.” He followed my instructions. Red: “Mmmmm, that feels good. Fuck, I’m getting hard already. ” BB: “Yeah, I can tell.” Red: “OK, I’m just going to put the tip in, no more, ok?” BB: “Go for it.” His swollen mushroom head popped in and felt amazing. I relaxed my ass, and it sucked his gorgeous cock in balls deep. He went into instant orgasm and painted my gut walls. 7 blasts! Red: “Fuck, fuck, fuck! You tricked me! Oh my God. That was the best orgasm. I’m so fuckin high right now. I don’t know if it’s the cheating, or raw fucking you, or seeding your ass … probably all three.” He was totally breathless. BB: “Why don’t you back your ass up to this hole and I can return the favor.” Red: “That would be fuckin amazing, …. But no, no, I couldn’t do that. It’s one thing to cheat on him, but to give my ass to a stranger … and bareback … fuck, that would be so amazing but no, no way. I gotta go. Thanks.” And he was gone. At my next appointment in his office, he didn’t even let me ask my question. He proudly blurted; “I cheated on him. I met the guy I’ve been chatting with and fucked him through a glory hole. Blasted my load deep in his ass. Fuckin loved it, so did he.” BB: “I bet he did. So, what comes next?” Red: “He wants to breed me, but I can’t let that happen.” BB: “I guess you’re right.” Red: “Yeah, but I’d love to. He’s negative and I trust him. And my ass is so hungry for a fuck.” BB: “Maybe you shouldn’t trust him.” Red: “Yeah, you’re probably right. But I’d ask him his status before I’d let him in raw, you know just to be sure.” BB: “That’s probably a good plan. So, you’re going to let him fuck you?” Red: “No way. … Oh, I forgot to tell you, yesterday was my birthday, my boyfriend gave me the most amazing presents. At first, I was like ‘what the fuck’! He’d wrapped up a new box of condoms for me. I was so pissed with him. Then he gave me the second wrapped parcel. I opened it and was confused; it was a big new bottle of Vaseline. He held them both up and said, “It’s your birthday, you get to decide which of these we use, and if you want to use both together, I think that would be so fuckin kinky.” The first two fucks we used both, soon shredding the condoms long before I bred his ass. The third fuck we just used the Vaseline, and he begged me to breed him. I couldn’t believe I managed to breed him and a stranger within a week.” BB: “That’s amazing. So, when do you get to be fucked and bred?” Red: “Honestly, if I was going to do that I’d choose the Squirt stranger first. This inner cheater I’m discovering is fun.” BB: “But you better ask his status before, right?” Red: “Fuck no, I trust what he has on his profile.” BB: “That’s probably not a good idea.” Red: “You’re probably right, but I’d feel embarrassed … besides, I won’t go through with it … I’m sure of that. It was great the once, but I know me, I won’t follow through.”

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

Interesting you should say this. I've been crafting an alternative ending in my head. If three of you guys reqest it I'll write it and share it in this story thread. Thanks for all the positive feedback.

I must admit I’m a porn addict. I watch it every day and just about everywhere - at home on tv and at work and the gym on my phone.

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.”

All the time when I was younger. When I was living on the street I'd get picked up a lot and sometimes paid in cash ($100-200) or in exchange to get high or even for just a place to sleep/take a shower. I was horny and homeless so I didn't really give a fuck how much $$$ they'd offer. There was the guy who gave me and a friend a ride to the park and paid us some money to watch us tickle each other's feet on the way. Dropped me off and i got to cruising the park, where I promptly got spit roasted in the bushes and fucked raw by a couple strangers while my buddy kept lookout. The closeted religious guy who was a repeat customer who just paid to cuddle and massage but nothing more. The hot rich muscled lawyer daddy. His late 80s sugar daddy partner couldn't get it up anymore but still enjoyed watching him fuck me, as he lay in bed next to us. Guy who developed feelings for me apparently after a few times. He was really into sniffing my pits. The OCD clean guy, who made me strip down first step into his house, and put everything in a big plastic bag, step into some clean slippers and proceed straight to the shower without touching anything before he'd fuck me. Lots more.

Actually, the original post was about Trump, and his being held accountable for his past and present attitudes about Black people in general and about Kamala Harris in particular. To be honest, as a White person (through no fault of my own) who is well-disposed toward Black people, I'm confused by the direction this thread has taken. It seems we have agreed that Kamala Harris is in fact Black, and from what I've read recently in reputable media, she has had reasonable exposure in her past to what I'd describe as "Black culture" - certainly enough not to be ignorant of it. I totally get that she's socioeconomically out of line with the vast majority of the Black populace. However, given the way our system is set up, that's going to be true of any candidate for high office. So I don't really understand how exactly the Democratic party is "flipping the bird" to Black people. I'm not saying that it isn't the case, what I'm saying is that I haven't heard (here) HOW they are failing to "support the interests of the Black vote" and what those interests are, and without having some clue about that, on the face of it your assertions don't make sense to me. It's your right to sit this one out, though as others have pointed out, Trump is a tremendous threat not only to the interests of Black voters but to American democracy itself, and that may be a reason to vote without regard to your own interests. I do have a question, though: I will be voting, at least for that reason, and also because I consider it my civic duty. Who would you rather I vote for, Trump or Harris? That is to say, if you had to choose one, which would it be?

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.

As usual was cruising online, horny and bored. Like any good bottom I'd recently become obsessed/addicted to bareback play. I had only recently ventured into this space and was woefully unaware of prep or any other preparations I could be taking. I was neg and slowly but surely becoming an absolute mindless cum dump. After an hour of chatting and the usual ghosting, I got an interesting message: "Hey cutie, I think I'd like to impregnate you." Silly boy, you can't get boys pregnant I thought. But he was cute, too cute, and I was horny. So I messaged him back and we got to talking. He was a few years younger (I usually go for older), had a mostly blank profile except for a nice pic of his cock and cute slim belly. His profile simply read "sluts only, I have what you want. I'll wife up the winner." I had no idea what they meant but I was horny and in heat. We shared a lot of kinks in common and he was a dom top. So I agreed we should meet and headed over to his place. Upon arrival he immediately stripped me down to my briefs. "Good boy, are you ready to give yourself up to me?". "yes please" I mumbled, voice shaky. He led me back to his bedroom and pushed me into the bed. "Good, because you can't go back now. I'm going to knock you up. Hope you're ready for multiple rounds because I need to make sure you leave here good and pregnant". I laughed and said "give me as many loads as you want, boy". For the next few hours we fucked like rabbits and ended up getting along quite well. He was funny and kind, but also strong and dominating. He knew what we wanted and was not afraid to take it. He left me dripping, sweaty, and flooded with his cum. A guy had never filled me up like this before. Never fucked me like that either. As I stood up I felt a river of cum running down my legs. He let out a little moan and smirked. "Come back tomorrow. I need to see you looking like this again. My little slut." With that he handed me a towel and showed me the door. I walked home with his cum still running down my legs, not at all hidden by my slutty girl shorts. Now dominated and bred, I was desperate for more. So as instructed I showed up the next day. And the next. By the end of that week he had probably dumped 18 loads in my little neg cunt. I was obsessed. He was about to head out for a work trip so I wouldn't see him for a few weeks. I promised on his return I'd be ready for him. You can imagine my surprise when 3 weeks later I got a call after my regular checkup. I'd been pozzed. My mind was racing. There was only one explanation, and thats when his message and his words started flashing through my head. I frantically grabbed my phone to message him - having no idea what I would say - and opened to a new message from him that simply read "did you get any good news yet? if so, come over here. I am back from my trip. If you have good news, I have a ring and 5 more loads for you." All the fear and panic slipped out of my mind. I went straight over and he did just as he promised. He proposed on one knee and then fucked me over and over and flooded me again. A year later, I am still a poz bottom slut, but I am his. And he is mine. He knocked me up for good and now I can't help but love it. I am claimed.

Paul was about to snap. Seven years in prison can do that to you and the letter he held in his hand had devastated him He was tall and thin, with long ginger hair, soft brown eyes, pale skin and a nice round ass. When he had first arrived here he had been “protected” by the prison’s top dog Tony Santorin, a man with significant influence both inside and outside of the prison’s walls. The price of that protection was Paul’s ass Paul was gay and had been no virgin at the time. Under different circumstances he may have even found Tony attractive. Tony had been there when they had brought Paul in along with several other new inmates on a bus,tp the prison and had inspected them all “This one, he’s a pretty girl” he told the guard and shook his hand, Paul noticed the folded money that passed to the guard with that hand shake. The “pretty girl” comment made him blush but Paul knew that despite his more than ample cock and preference to be on top he came across as feminine to most men. That combination had landed him here in prison but he hadn’t known that yet Paul had been assigned as Tony’s new cell mate. Tony's cell was on the top level and the last in a row. It had been meant to house eight men but Tony and Paul had it all to themselves, It was actually comfortably furnished with a queen sized bed, two large comfortable chairs and a small dining table as well as a shower and toilet area hidden by screens “The warden owes me some favors” was all Tony said when Paul asked how he managed all this Paul could hear a low conversation that he was sure had been timed for his arrival. A good looking blond man had been grabbed as he walked towards the door to Tony’s cell and dragged into the adjoining cell by a huge bruit of a man. What are you doing Sal? You know Tony will have you killed for touching me!” the blond man said in a squeaky, frightened voice “Tony got tired of all your pouting and demands, he doesn’t need you any more, he has a new and far prettier girl now. He gave you to me so get used to being my bitch" a low voice said “I won’t put up with your shit. If you piss me off I will just hand you over to Carl over in Block C. Now get on your knees and show me how grateful you are for my protection. You better convince me you love me and my cock because Block C is just waiting for some fresh meat” A moment later Paul heard the sound of someone gagging and choking for a while followed by grunts of pain and bunk bed springs squeaking accompanied by that same low voice saying “I’m not a gentle lover like Tony. I like it to hurt so moan for me butch” and so on as the blond man adjusted to his new reality and moaned loudly “Block C must be terrible” Paul thought with a shudder That night he didn’t fight or protest when Tony took him to bed. He did his best to please the man in every way he could. Paul was no fool Tony was a gentle lover but when you are that hung you almost have to be, Paul had been tied up and brutally fucked by five well hung guys and not been as sore as he was the next day He had thought he would not be there long because he was innocent of the embezzlement charges that had been brought against him. Millions of dollars had vanished without a trace on his watch but Paul had no idea how. A few months later, when the court of appeals declined his case, his last hope had died Another blow came when his husband Martin had come for a visit. He had given Martin temporary guardianship of his three sons as their mother was dead Bobby was 11, Mike was 10 and Marc was 9. They all were the spitting image of their dad with his hair, eyes and build. The way things were set up, if he was still in prison then his oldest Bobby would get full custody of his younger siblings when he turned 18. Martin was just a temporary guardian. The money he had inherited from his father a couple years ago made it no burden to take care of the three boys and as Paul had no other living blood relatives. There had been no real choice “I came to tell you I am filing for divorce. Don’t worry. I will take care of the boys. They should not suffer because of you” Martin had told him Paul knew that while the boys adored their “Uncle Martin” that the man he had married was just fond of them. He didn’t like kids in general but was a good enough actor that the boys never caught on that he had tolerated them to be with Paul “I hope you appreciate the favor I am doing for you” Martin said “I could just walk away and let the foster care system take them” The divorce had been finalized quickly, all Paul cared about was that his kids were taken care of so he didn’t fight it. Tony got tired of him after a couple years and he was passed down the line of his lieutenants but eventually he found out just how bad Block C really was Carl Anderson was a large, hugely muscled, brutal looking, bald man who ruled Block C with a combination of brute force and by lending out “his boys” to men who pleased him He kept Paul as his personal bitch when he got to Block C The first thing he had made Paul do is kneel and kiss the head of his huge, vein covered, uncut cock while he ran a finger around the tattoo on his stomach. The tattoo looked evil, a biohazard symbol dripped what looked like cum mixed with blood onto the words “The Gift” written in a toxic green shade Carl smirked when he saw Paul’s eyes widen “That’s right pretty boy, kiss the cock that is going to give you HIV, worship it, open up those lips and suck it so it gets nice and hard for your first breeding” the man whispered in a surprisingly silky, sultry, sexy voice Carl put a hand behind his head and forced that toxic cock into his mouth while his other hand found his nipple and twisted with cruel fingers. Paul’s cock got rock hard despite the fear running through his mind When Carl was fully hard he forced Paul onto his back in the middle of his cell’s floor and then noticed Paul's rock hard cock that was almost as big as his own “Someone wants my gift I think” He smirked as he got between Paul’s legs and lifted them to his shoulders “Well want it or not I’m going to give it to you” and with that he pushed in balls deep Paul writhed in pain, Carl had the largest cock he had ever taken, even bigger than Tony's and the man gave him no time to adjust. Within seconds Carl was fucking him so hard that his huge, low hanging, lemon sized balls were swinging up to smack his ass crack with every thrust As Carl shredded his hole with his toxic fuck stick Paul’s cock dripped pre, the violent fucking he was getting was making it fly all over, some pf it even hitting him in the face “Here it comes, pretty boy! Here comes my viral seed to knock you up! I know you want it bad and I’m giving it to you. Take my poz load” Carl grounded then he leaned down and kissed Paul as hi fired ropes of HIV tainted cum into the neg man’s defenseless ass Paul’s cock twitched violently as he came without touching himself and they lay together kissing and trying to catch their breath. Carl fucked him twice more before he finally let Paul up Carl was fucking him four and five times a day for the next few weeks and when Paul got sick foru weeks from their first fuck, Carl had him moved to his cell and took care of him himself until he felt better The men of Block C were a little surprised as Carl had never shared a cell with anyone before. He kept Paul with him and fucked him constantly but the guys assumed it would be over soon when Carl resumed breeding every new boy who came to the Block They found out how wrong they were when one idiot asked for Paul as a reward for a favor he had done Carl The man spent the next week in the hospital Block after Carl beat the hell out of him. No one ever asked for Paul’s services again Paul grew to care for Carl, even love him, and as much as the situation allowed they were a couple “If I was ever going to get out of here I would marry you” Carl whispered in his ear as he held Paul one dark night “You were the first man who ever wanted my gift and I fell in love with you right then and there” Carl had three life sentences for his crimes. Paul never asked what he had done. he didn’t want to know “I would be honored to marry you if we could” he whispered back. Paul had grown to love this man slowly as he had opened up and let Paul see his gentle soul inside No one knew that sometimes when the lights were out that Carl would sometimes quietly bottom for Paul beneath the covers, They would spoon and pretend to be asleep as Carl pushed back on Paul and they gently rocked until Paul shot off inside his lover, then Carl would roll over and kiss him till they fell asleep Unlike Carl, Paul came up for parole every two years after his 4th year inside. He was denied at 6 years and Carl consoled him though he didn’t really seem that upset himself. Paul knew Carl wanted to keep him there A year later a letter arrived from his oldest son Bobby who had never written him before. It read: Dear Dad; I’m sorry I have never written before. Uncle Martin said you didn’t want to hear from us and that you didn’t love us anymore. I believed him just like I used to believe everything he said. He was so great with us and always took good care of me and my brothers. That all changed for me when I turned 18 a few months ago He took me out for dinner on my birthday and said it was a date. I thought he was joking because he knows I am straight but he wasn’t. He told me I now had custody of my two brothers because you had set it up that way. He said that he could legally just throw mw out and Mike and Marc would have to go with me Marc has some health issues and his medications are expensive. Uncle Martin said if he throws us out he will also remove us from his health insurance. I have never even had a part time job. Without Uncle Martin I would not have a penny and I could not take care of my them I’m not well liked in this town. I have kind of been a bully and an asshole to most of the people here, Uncle Martin never punished me or even corrected me. He never made me do my school work so I barely graduated. I don’t think anyone here would hire me and if I move II have to take Mike and Marc with me Uncle Martin says since we are not blood related that he is going to make me marry him, He says once we are married he’s going to start fucking me, That I will be his wife and slave Dad, he has HIV and he says he is going to get me pregnant with it. Even worse, he’s going to force Mike to be his slave on his 18th birthday and then infect him too. Mike is as straight as I am but he loves Marc so Uncle Martin can force him the same way he is forcing me He says he will take Marc as a slave as well when he turns 18. That’s been his plan since he married you, he says but you would not be dominated by him. You would not give him control, so he framed you for embezzlement. He didn’t inherit money, he stole it and made sure you took the blame. He’s doing his best to make sure you never get paroled as well He says as feminine as you were, you should just have accepted that you were meant to be his bottom and salve but you insisted on an equal relationship and even wanted to fuck him so he decided to get rid of you and enslave your sons when they got old enough. He’s crazy but what can I do? Marc has to have those medications for his Asthma or he could die. He also needs that EpiPen thing for his allergies Uncle Martin makes me dress in tight clothes he says are sexy and makes sure lots of people see us kissing in public. No one approves and someone even tried to have us arrested but the cop said we are not blood related and there is nothing illegal about what we are doing as long as we are both consenting adults The wedding is next week and I’m scared, dad. I’m even more frightened for my brothers. I can’t think of a way out of this, And Uncle Martin says he will throw us out if I warn them. Please write me back, Just knowing you still love me wll help, It hurt so much when Uncle Martin said you didn’t anymore. Send any replies to my friend’s house at the address listed below I love you dad Bobby Paul stared at the letter for a few moments then began to cry. Someone noticed and yelled “Hey Carl, your little sissy boy is crying” Carl was there in less than a minute. He paused and looked at a couple of his men “Take care of that asshole” he snarled and another idiot spent a week in the hospital Block You may not think that guys in prison, most of them career criminals would give a damn about a jail house romance but what Carl and Paul had was the envy of many of these men, Not the pm'y sex but the love and companionship they shared “What’s wrong baby?” Carl said sitting on the bed and putting those massive arms around him Pau showed him the letter and Carl gave a low whistle after he finished reading it Those are MY sons! He is claiming MY SONS as his slaves and there is not a damn I can do about it because I'm stuck in here" “We will figure something out Baby” Carl said. He had an idea but the cost would probably be so high he didn’t know if he could bring himself to do it. It also meant loosing the man he loved forever and Carl wondered if he could face life without his Paul **************************************************************************************************** Next Chapter: Bobby’s Wedding and Honeymoon Scanbu

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.

I was horny as hell and poking around Grindr. This guy messages me asking me if I’m looking. Well, of course I’m looking! I’m perpetually horny and need to fuck or be fucked. He said he had a hung cock and he wanted to fuck. I told him I would host and said I would be ready and waiting. Now, I’ve heard men over the years talk about how hung they are and thick it is and it usually turns out that they are just average, which is fine. I love being fuck!!! Was I in for a surprise when this guy showed up and got naked. It had to have been at least 10.5”, maybe 11”. I was actually scared for my life at that moment. The biggest cock I’ve taken is 9” and that is when I was bottoming regularly. I got out the lube and poppers and prayed. To my surprise he took his time and made sure I could accommodate his python. He laid me on my back, kissing me, and gently fingering me until I was open. Holy fuck! He then starts to impale me, but rather than lots of pain, I feel his cock hitting all the good spots. It was uncomfortable at first when he was balls deep, but I shifted a little in bed and I was in heaven. Oh fuck! He starts slowly pushing in and pulling out and gets into a great rhythm. Fuck! I am moaning like a little bitch. My legs wrapped around him begging for more. As he is kissing me, he starts to pound and he is rubbing my prostrate so hard I can see stars. I am in fucking heaven and his 11” lance is now showing me no mercy. He starts to get really vocal. “Where do you want daddy’s to drop this load, deep inside your dirty cunt? Yes, fucking yes!! Fill me up!” He starts to shout and I knew he was cumming. It’s starts leaking out of my ass. He holds me down after cumming with his cock still inside me, kissing me and telling me I’m such a good slut. He pulls him limp cock out of my hole. I am still so fucking amazed. It probably 6” or 7” flaccid. We exchanged numbers and I told him I was available anytime. He told me I had the best ass he has ever had. He said so many guys cannot take his mammoth sequoia. I think my liver and pancreas are now on opposite sides of my body, but I am definitely having him back again.

@BlackDude I think I understand where you're coming from. That said: for decades, Democratic politicians quietly solicited the votes of gay people, telling us "someday" things would be better for us, while Republican politicians actively sought to drive us back into the closet. At that same time, Democratic politicians were openly supportive of all sorts of "demands" (for lack of a better word) from the African-American community. We voted Democratic because we believed that even if Bill Clinton said he was against same-sex marriage, he was still better than George HW Bush. Even if he ended up supporting Don't Ask, Don't Tell, it was better than the Republicans' wish to dishonorably discharge anyone they found out was gay (and actively snooping to try to find out who was). And we voted for Carter and Mondale and Dukakis and Gore and Kerry because even if they weren't particularly strong on LGBT rights, they were (a) infinitely better than their GOP counterparts and (b) they were on the right side on racial issues, on women's issues, and so forth. And I'd point out that what WAS achieved for Black Americans, from the 1950's forward, was due not only to Black people organizing and demanding, but to a significant portion of White Americans raising their voices, too, and telling their representatives that they, too, wouldn't stand for discrimination any more. Quite a few White people gave their lives, alongside their Black brothers and sisters, for the cause of civil rights on the basis of race, NOT because they stood to gain from the Civil Rights Act or the Voting Rights Act, but because it was the right thing to do. So forgive me if I seem somewhat dismayed that when all of us, Black and White alike, are facing a shitstorm of bad things if Trump is returned to office, some of us are saying "But SHE isn't saying the right things to MEEEEEEEEEE to earn my vote as a Black man." If all White people had done that back in the 50's and 60's, you might still be facing Jim Crow laws blocking your ability to even register to vote.

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

I love it, an experienced guy guiding the unexperienced straight one... The first foreplay session was very very similar to the one I had with my formerly best friend, now boyfriend. Except for the G-factor, there it wasn't needed as we already were emotionally close and trusted each other.

Hopefully there will be more ☣️

I rather suspect she also sees the Middle East conflict as a losing issue for Democrats and is deliberately choosing to focus on other topics - and fortunately (at least from the standpoint of politics) she has many other crises from which to choose.

I took that event as a push-back on the part of the President's advisors/policy of fairly gentle public statements, vs his private discussions with Israeli officials, and probably generated at the President's insistence. Up until January, it will be Biden's agenda, and while we see kind old Joe in public, there may well be a more blunt guy sitting in the Oval. Diminished now, perhaps, but still the The Guy. Once she's President, I think she'll feel able to be far more blunt in her remarks (and, maybe actions). I think Harris is avoiding making any decisive remarks about the issue, since it's simply not her call until she's seated as President. The crux of this issue, as far as I can figure, is that what used to be called "Christianity" in the US has been re-branded as White Supremacy Excused by a Faith Tradition. These folks who claim to follow the message (the truly ancient one, obviously)* have jettisoned any tie to the New Covenant, relying instead of the same magical, supernatural-based belief systems that other Traditions follow - with the exception that they are "the anointed" ones, while very, very similar and ancient faith traditions are declared to be "wrong". There is simply no truthful introspection behind this mental bias. The above-mentioned percentage exists because their self-centered hatreds are being catered to by charlatans, raking in truckloads of money, and have been doing so for centuries. Institutionalized Religion is the bane of humanity, with zero redeeming qualities. Humans are born into this world with these negative characteristics completely absent. These self-centered (and thus, "other-centered" hatreds) are products of our culture, whoever happens to be "the other". It's only after humans begin to be "culturalized" by the institutions they're raised in, that these people begin to turn off their mental capacities, in favor of the false fervor inculcated as children. Thus we wind up with a Speaker whose goal is "helping bring about 'the end times'. Reportedly, all the "believers" swept up to Heaven, and all the non-believers thrown down into Hell. How's bathing in blood for scaring little kids? Isn't the paradox perversely interesting? I remember in one of the creeds I heard as a kid the phrase "the conversion of the Jews". Now I can't say I thought much about it at the time, other than if they (the Jews) are able to jettison their ancient traditions/beliefs, why aren't we non-Christians able to do that too? Why aren't we (Christians) supposed to recognize the bullshit that we're taught relative to "communion". I don't think any kid relishes the notion of the actual flesh of Jesus, or his blood in our mouths as very appetizing; yet that's the kind of bullshit we were taught. Christian Nationalism - if it triumphs - will be the ruin not only of the US, but the whole damn rest too. Then, the handful of survivors will start the whole process all over again. Yeah, because no one will still be alive. Then, the cycle of humanity will begin all over again, via the handful of survivors. If/when nuclear war actually does happen, it'll be back to the caves for the remnants of humanity. Maybe in 10,000 years, we'll all come back again too .... Rant exhausted .... thanks for your always interesting input. *referring to the "New Covenant"

Does anyone else love sharing there partner

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

Back in the day of craigslist my wife sold my virgin ass with out telling me arrive home and told me to go at the address and try te get fuck for the time and tell me if I don’t try ill never know she didn’t expect I would love it and take it bb

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Every few days... I end up "watching" porn while I edge and look for hookups on the apps. So, putting "watching" in quotes means that I'm not really watching it too closely...but the sounds and the occasional glance at it keep me going for awhile while I hope someone will respond on the apps and want to fuck.

I've just read this story and can't believe it's based on truth. It's incredible and so horny and I hope you all enjoyed reading it as much as I did and I blasted a couple of times as I was so ready to let go

@curiousaboutbb you do have the right to sit this one out. I submit though that when we sit out an election; we are already letting others make the decision for us.

At least every other day. I LOVE porn! It's made me into the bareback obsessed slut I am today 😉

dam no more stories since may 😞

Love this kind of exhibition

Hot 😈 [think before following links] https://www.xvideos.com/video.uitbktd7517/breeding_some_hole

8, but I wasn't sodomized I was fed loads from my 13 year old friend after church on Sundays

I would prefer the top to cum inside too. But sometime it erotic to have the top cum on my body and feel the hot spurts of semen all over me.

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

Chapter 6 - Ethan's choice Ethan say at the edge of the bed, mesmerized by the amateur porn playing. He had been sitting there without touching himself for 3 videos. Cherry popping videos of a black twink, an Asian twink, and Latino chocolate. Ethan was drooling from his mouth and his dick. He didn't hear Jake walk back in until he grabbed his shoulder. J: I see that you are enjoying my little operation here. I specialize in stupid boys becoming cum whores. I want you on all fours Now! Jake slapped Ethan to wake him up from his daze. J: I said now! He slapped the boy's ass as he got into position. Jake got between the boy's legs and dived right down eating his hole out. The boy moaned, loving how it felt. Just then, 2 men walk up, one white and one black. Both looked to be early to mid 40's withavaerage build. Jake introduces them as Eric and Erik. He says both are packing over 9 inches and he gets to pick which one for the final scene of the day. They both were shirtless and in nothing but boxer briefs. Ethan looked back and forth at each of the bulges trying to make the impossible decision. Jake slides a chunk of t right up Ethans hole and holds his legs as the t dissolves. Ethan's mind goes into messed up territory again. They both take their underwear off. The two men look to be the same size soft about 6 inches. Ethan has a moment of memory to his earlier fucks and decided to go with the smaller of the two dicks. Ethan blurts out the white, I can't take that black monster. They all just laugh as black Erik leaves the room and white Eric walks to a near by table. He comes back with a kit and hands it to Jake. Ethan I then walked back to the sling and fastened in. Ethan looks over to Jake who is preparing a syringe with a powder and some water. Eric walks over to Ethans left side and pushes his flaccid dick into ethans mouth. Er: that's right bitch. You picked the winner. We both have big dicks but mine is the longest and thickest you stupid boy. As he is talking, the white dick is growing in ethans mouth. Ethan mouth is slowly fucked as his mouth feels smaller and smaller. It is all that Ethan can do to not suffocate with the white snake being pushed in his throat. The boy remembers his earlier training and uses all his night to keep his mouth open and teeth covered. Eric pulls his monster out of Ethan's throat covered in spit. Ethan gazes at the 11 inches cock that was choking him. He couldn't believe his eyes. It was the thickest dick he had ever seen or imagined. It had to be as thick as a beer can. Jake pulls up to Ethans right side with his kit. the right arm is released. Eric puts a bottle of poppers under the boy's nose and demands 3 good sniffs each nostril. Ethan is spinning while a tourniquet is placed on his right arm. Ethan is too ducked up to see his first point enter his virgin arm, or see it register, or plunged all the way in. Ethan was told to hold up his arm as the tourniquet was released. Coughing. Uncontrollable coughing from the milky white specimen in the sling. His arm is fastened to the sling while he begins to feel on fire with heat. Jake and Eric hit each other and the get an evil grin on their faces. Eric goes back to feeding his dick to the horny fuck demon that was just born. Jake lubes up 3 fingers and slams them into the boys hole.little to no resistance, good. He then coats his 3 fingers in t dust and slams then back in. The boys squirms but is still held in place. Jake ducks the boy with his fingers while he drools on the 11 inch monster attacking his throat. Jake adds another finger. 4 digits are now opening the boys up. Again, the 4 fingers are covered in dust and reinsert. The boys just moans. the 2 men just laugh as Jake pushes in all 5 fingers. There is resistance at the knuckles. The boy gets agitated. Eric puts the poppers under the boy's nose and demands 3 good sniffs. On the 3rd, Jake pushes his fist forward and it disappears into the boys willing hole. Jake opens his fist inside the hole and the boy starts meeting about trying to get free to no avail. The first is pulled out to the knuckles and again pushed in. J: okay baby, it's time for your life to change. Eric pulls his dick out of Ethan and moves between his legs. Jake grabs a hand held cam to get the boy's facial reaction. Et: please stop I can't take anymore. that's way too big. I'm not even gay. I'm not even gay! Jake pushes his hard dick to Ethan's mouth. Ethan opens his mouth and starts sucking like it what he was born to do. The men just laugh. J: stupid boy, you love'n every min of this. Er: it's ok baby, I take it real slow for the newbies. Eric grabs Ethan's hard dick and rubs his head as he rubs his own head against the boy hole. With nothing but the throat slime already on his dick, Eric slams his 11 inches into the boy. Ethan screams are hampered by Jake's dick in his throat. Only a gurgling sound makes it out of the boy. His face full of tears Er: see that's not so bad, is it baby? Eric pulls out almost completely and then smacks it back in the boy. He keeps up the long dicking until the boy relaxed a bit. Then he picks up the rhythm. All that can be heard in the room (aside from the background porn) is Eric's balls slapping against Boy ass and the gurgling around Jake's dick. After the all the crying, Jake pulls his dick out and the boy is moaning. For 20 minutes his moans are echoing in the room. Er: I'm close J: not just yet

They pop into my head and I have to write them before I forget

So hot. I feel like it’s greedy of me to ask but will the next instalment be faster than two months? It’s just so fucking hot. Also, more of a minor change but you’ve called him Jeffrey and now Jeremy.. I can’t wait to see them together taking raw loads at the bathhouse 😈☣️

When we got back into the kitchen, noone even looked sideways at us. They were talking and hanging out. Laughing and joking around, but the boys were starting to get much closer to M. And i have to say, he wasnt minding the attention. They were asking him if girls like his big ass. Now, M has an incredible ass. His body is literal perfection. He looks like he was cut out of stone. His ass is not only round and muacular, its a fucking shelf. He turned around to show of his ass to the boys. He admitted that girls often ask to touch it and have tried to put fingers in his hole when they're sucking him. But hes never actually let any of them do anything to it, not even his wife. Then the ass eating boyfriend asked if any of them had ever eaten his hole. He said his wife has a couple times, but shes not really into it. She's more into vanilla sex and doesnt really like to get into anything more adventurous. It was the exact answer the boys were hoping for. They asked if he'd be down to let him try. There was an awkward laugh. It was a bit uncomfortable for a second. Then M said, i think id need more shots to do something like that. And almost instantly shots were being poured. We all started laughing again. While this was all happening, i was still standing there in just my shirt, with my ass and cock still out. I was standing close to S and he was discreetly caressing my ass. I arched my back a bit, to give him access to my hole. He would occasionally slip a finger inside me. I would make no noise at all, i didnt want snyone to notice. I just wanted him inside me so bad. We all did another round of shots. M laughed a little uncomfortably, and said, "Ok, we doin' this?" And started undoing his pants. And the next thing i knew, the guy who ate my ass first was right behind M and dropping down to his knees. He wanted to busy his face in M's furry ass. And boy did he ever. M fell forward, and gave out a, "Woah!" And we all laughed. M wasnt laughing. He was moaning. Loudly. S was definitely turned on watching his brother getting his ass eaten, and took the opportunity to put more fingers in my hole. He was really getting them in deep. And was transfixed on his brother. He was fingering me in sync with M's moans. Now i have to admit, there are few things hotter than watching a straight guy moan while having an expert ass eater devour their ass. The moans were getting more and more animalistic. You could tell he was really enjoying the sensations of his hole being tongued and sucked on. His eyes were rolling in his head. When he opened his eyes they were slightly crossed. It was so fucking hot. And knowing his brother was watching and liking it too only made it that much hotter. I looked at S and he was sniling slightly. I asked him if he wanted to try it too. He gave me that same devilish smile from earlier. I moved over to S and pulled his pants down and pushed him over. I buried my face in his ass cheeks. I inhaled deeply and took in his amazing scent. His body was also fucking perfection. His ass wasnt as round as M's, but it was round and muscular too. I tongue fucked him as deep as my tongue could go. I have long tongue strokes, licking like an ice cream cone, then sucking on his hole. I wanted it puffy and swollen, to relax it. Ive never wanted to open an ass with my tongue so badly. S was moaning as loud as his brother. They were both bent over the kitchen counter, facing eachother having two gay dudes feasting on their pussies. It was one of the hottest sexial experiences i have ever taken part in. These straight brothers howling in pleasure while they submit to their forbidden desires. S was arching his back to present his hole to me. Giving me more access to him. Allowing me to get deeper inside him. The boyfriends switched places. M had a second tongue in his hole. Getting bitched out in his brother's kitchen. His head was spinning. His eyes were still crossed. Have you ever been so high on Molly that your eyes are vibrating. When you cant see straight? Thats how high i was. So i can only imagine how high M and S were. The boyfriend not feasting on M's ass moved behind me, while i was pushing my tongue inside S's pussy. He started to finger me, he got on his knees behind me and i fekt him line up his cock to my hole. And then i remembered that they had poppers. So i asked him to bring them. He did, i took a long hit in both nostrils, M watched me as i did. I gestured them to him. He asked what they do, i said you'll lovem them. So he took them from me, and did the same. His eyes went wide and all he could say was, "Wow...oh wow...oh my god...wow..." He started pushing his ass back into the guys face behind him. Rhythmically fucking his ass on the guys face... I felt the cock back on my ass. I took a deep breath and pushed my ass back on the cock. And buried my tongue as deep as i could into S's hole. There was so much moaning and howling. The cock in my ass felt amazing, but i wanted S's cock againg. I wanted to feel him in the depths of my pussy. I wanted him so bad. I turned S's around and took his cock in my mouth while i pushed my ass back on the cock in my ass. I squeezed my hole as tight as i could. I wanted the guy to cum, so i could turn around and fit S's cock back in my hole. I was moaning so loud and throwing my ass back hard. I started begging for this strangers load in my hole. He picked up the pace of his fuck. He was pounding away on my hole. I shoved my face down on S's cock to muffle my moans. I looked up at M, who now had the guy standing behind him. I couldnt tell what they were doing, but i thought the guy was fingering M, and trying to convince him to let him work his cock into M. The guy behind me started breathing and moaning loudly. I could feel his cock stiffening inside my hole. He was building up to unloading inside me. I kept begging. "Please cum inside me. Please fuck me harder." And he did. He fucked one final deep thrust and unloaded inside me. I could feel the pulsing of his cock in my pussy. He collapsed ontop of me. I laud my head against S's stomach and breathed heavily. I wore out the guy behind me, but i wanted more. My hole needed more.

I'm lost daddy, do you know where I should take safe shelter in my [banned word] couple's home?? Please daddy help me today and I'll repay you forever xxx

All were awakened and told to gather in front of the cabin ... some guys were dancing desperately trying to keep the instruction and wait for permission to release their morning bladder. They were told it was now okay to pee ... however the 1st two to start would kneel to receive golden showers from the other five. The twink and cub raced to see which would be first to gain what they saw as a prize. They turned their streams on each other with the cub 1st to drop to his knees and drink from the twink's spigot. In no time the other five were spraying down the two volunteers like fire hoses. The twink not to be outdone stood and backed onto Mel's big cock to get his ass filled with piss. Two more would also piss up his ass. The toxic top pissed in the cubs ass. Spent with two drenched members the entire party were down to the river once more. Another hardy breakfast was served and another leisure time before lunch and the beginning of the final game.

I was 15 and wish it had been sooner. It was the most amazing pleasure high I had ever felt and I came so hard all I could think about was getting it again and again, which I did, helping make me the healthy hypersexual male I am today.

Part 86 - The Cummy Hole Bruce held Joe’s hands down on the bed as his cock hammered the muscled ass. Joe was pinned face down, his legs spread wide as Bruce fucked him. Bruce growled and shook as his cock shot spurt after spurt of cum into Joe’s hole. He gave a few more slams saying “Take that neg seed you fuckin’ poz slut.” He fell down on top of Joe’s sweaty back and rested a moment before rolling off on to the bed. After he recovered he looked over at Joe and asked “If you’re such a sleazy cumwhore, how come every time I fuck you your ass is sparkling clean? Don’t you usually walk around with some dude’s cum in you?” Joe chuckled “Nah, I’m not always loaded with cum. Besides, most guys that hire me want a freshly cleaned hole, so it’s habit I guess.” “Next time, I want that hole swimming with cum. Not just one guy’s load either, ok?” Bruce said. “Sure, you’re the customer. But… it’s gonna cost extra” Joe said. Bruce sighed. “Yeah, OK.” “I gotta find some guys right before our meeting and get take some loads. I suppose I could just save up some of my seed and pump it in, but fresh cum is always better, right?” Joe said with a wicked grin. “Yeah, it is. Besides, fuckin you right after a couple other guys would be damn hot” Bruce replied. Joe figured it would be like usual, Bruce would call him the next time he was in town on business in a couple weeks or a month and he could set it up. “OK, let me know next time you’re in town. Just give me a day or two notice” Joe said. This had been a good fuck, but he wasn’t really happy leaving Chicago early Monday morning to get back to meet Bruce that night. The money, though, would make up for some of the leather purchases he made during the fuck fest in the windy city. “How about tomorrow night? I got meetings until six. Maybe meet at eight?” Bruce asked. Joe grabbed his phone and popped up the calendar. “Uh, how about nine. I have a school thing tomorrow afternoon and then I’ll need to collect those loads. I can guarantee one but I should be able to get a few more” Joe suggested. “That works and I'd prefer more than one” Bruce replied. Joe got dressed and collected his stuff and said “I guess I’ll see ya tomorrow.” He headed home and found Kyle studying. “How was the gig?” Kyle asked. “Good, but it got really interesting at the end. I’m gonna need some help tomorrow” Joe replied. Kyle looked back at Joe and said “Uh, I told you. No more escorting jobs for me. I just feel weird about doing it.” “Nah, you get to fuck me before I go. He wants a cum loaded hole. So save your seed until tomorrow night” answered Joe. “God, I love it when you’re slutty. Only one load?” Kyle asked while rubbing his crotch. Joe laughed and said “I’m gonna try and get three or four. I'll send out a few messages and see who I can find as donors.” He picked up his regular phone off the table and sent some texts out. One by one he got answers and had four guys that would fill him with their charged cum. Kyle looked up over his laptop and asked “Does this guy guy know what he’s gonna be sticking his dick into?” “Well, he seems to get off on fucking my poz ass and gets pretty verbal about it. He thinks its demeaning to me but it’s just the opposite. Anyway, he should expect that the cum in my ass is gonna be poz too” Joe said. The following day, Joe got back from classes and cleaned up. The knock on the door at eight PM was just on schedule. Joe opened the door and gave Aaron a hug. “Thanks for helping me out, dude” Joe said before he looked around the living room and asked “Ready?” to Kyle and Steven. The three guys followed Joe back to the bedroom, stripping along the way. “Just getting three loads, Joe?” asked Aaron. “Dennis had to work, so I’m stopping over at the hotel and getting one from him before I meet the client” Joe said with a grin. Joe was wearing a red jockstrap and socks and kneeled on the edge of the bed, his bare ass hanging over. “Who’s first?” he asked. The three guys looked at each other and finally Kyle pushed Aaron towards Joe. Aaron pushed his sweat pants off and kneeled down, licking Joe’s hole and then tongue fucking it. He spit on his hand and stroked his already rigid cock. He was eager to fuck Joe since he had been Nick’s bitch for the past few weeks and his cock hand been neglected. He stood up and spit once more on Joe’s hole before pushing the head of his cock inside. Both Joe and Aaron moaned as Aaron plowed his cock in deeper. Aaron would have liked to fuck Joe for a long time but he also badly needed to shoot five days worth of cum. Aaron plowed for several minutes until Joe started to milk Aaron’s cock. Aaron fucked harder and then grabbed Joe’s hips, slammed in and then yelled out as his cock flooded Joe’s pussy. He slowly pulled his still hard cock out of Joe and stuffed his finger in all the way, feeling the warm jizz coat his finger. He took his finger out and gave it a quick lick before feeding it to Joe. Steven looked at Kyle and winked before pushing Aaron out of the way. With one firm shove, he was in balls deep. Steven let out a loud sigh as he felt Joe’s warm, slick chute wrapped tightly around his cock. He didn’t want to fuck too long since he wanted to make sure Joe kept as much poisonous cum in his ass when he went to the client. He gave long, slow strokes and started to speed up. He kept pumping into Joe for few minutes and then Kyle moved in behind him. Kyle started to work his fingers over Steven’s nips and watched his ass start to clench with each pinch. Kyle’s cock was riding up and down Steven’s ass crack as Steven fucked, leaking precum all over Steven’s ass. He reached around and twisted both of Steven’s nips at the same time and got exactly what he wanted. Steven thrust his cock in and pumped more toxins into Joe’s greedy hole. With the last drops deposited, Steven moved back pushing Kyle out of the way. Kyle bent over and licked Joe’s hole, tasting the cum mixture. He stood up and rubbed his pierced cock over Joe’s hole and then pushed in a few inches. It was a shallow fuck, with barely more than the tip getting inside but the friction on his head and the tugging on the piercing got Kyle worked up. Kyle fucked a little harder and went a little deeper, but only a third of his cock penetrating his partner was enough to get his balls readying their payload. When he felt the first pulse, he froze and let each shot pump into Joe’s cumhole. He leaned over Joe and kissed the back of his neck before reaching for the butt plug. Kyle pulled out slowly, forcing as much cum back inside as he could and then inserted the stainless steel plug into Joe’s recharged ass. “There ya go, bud. Almost full” Kyle said to Joe. “Thanks, guys. Saturday dinner is on me” Joe said as he put his jeans on and pulled a tee shirt over his head. Aaron followed Joe out the door and headed back to his apartment as Joe drove over to meet Dennis. Joe walked into the hotel manager’s office and said “Ready?” “Yeah, it’s gotta be quick. I need to do rounds in a few minutes” Dennis replied. He closed the door to the office and when he turned around, Joe already had his jeans off and was bent over the desk. Dennis chuckled and opened his pants and let them drop to his knees. He saw the plug in Joe’s ass and gave it a tug. He looked it over and gave a few licks before handing it to Joe. “Suck on that” he said, chuckling. Dennis’s cock was already hard and he spit on it and gave a couple strokes before resting the tip on Joe’s hole. Joe braced himself and Dennis slid his cock into the cummy hole. Deep inside Joe, he paused a moment to enjoy the feeling. Dennis knew he couldn’t pound Joe like normal since much of the cum inside of Joe would get forced out. He rode Joe’s ass with an almost gentle motion. While Dennis was hard and was enjoying the fuck, he knew he wasn’t going to cum like this very quickly. Dennis started pulling almost all the way out to get some friction over his glans and this seemed to work better and soon his balls started to tighten. He started to drill faster and the cum started to flow. Dennis let out a loud moan that he tried to stifle in case anyone was at the hotel’s front desk. His cock still in Joe’s ass, he reached around and took the plug out of Joe’s mouth and swapped his cock for the plug. Joe turned around and dropped to his knees, cleaning the end of Dennis’s cock of any cum he could find. Joe stood and pulled his jeans up while Dennis did the same with his pants. “Thanks, I appreciate it. Don’t forget dinner on Saturday” Joe said as he opened the office door. The two went out into the lobby and Joe headed over to Bruce’s hotel. Joe looked at his phone and saw he timed everything just about right. He had 10 minutes to get to Bruce’s room. He knocked on the door two minutes early and Bruce opened the door dressed only in a pair of boxers. “Prompt as usual. You got what I asked for?” Bruce asked. “Four loads in the last hour. I hope you like it sloppy” Joe said and grinned. “Fuck yeah! Get over to the bed you poz slut” Bruce commanded. Joe pushed off his shoes and dropped his jeans by the door. He climbed on the bed and Bruce pushed him down on his stomach. Bruce spread Joe’s legs and leaned in, looking at Joe’s hole. There was a bit of sweat and cum still inside his crack and Bruce spotted the plug right away. “Holding all that seed inside you, huh?” Bruce asked. Joe replied “Oh yeah” and wondered if Bruce really knew or cared how toxic the pool of cum inside him was. Bruce gave the plug a yank and Joe groaned as the plug squeezed its way out. Bruce looked the steel plug over and then rubbed it over Joe’s lips and pushed it into his mouth. Joe sucked it the rest of the way in and felt Bruce start to lick his cummy hole. Joe’s body shivered with Bruce eating his hole and then tongue fucking it. After a few minutes of eating Joe’s ass, Bruce stood up and stroked his dick. Feeling empty, Joe spun around and sucked on Bruce’s stiff cock. He could taste the precum already start to drip from Bruce’s dick and sucked hard on the cockhead trying to get more. Slowly he swallowed the whole shaft and had his nose surrounded by pubic hair. Joe flexed his throat a few times and pulled back, lightly grazing his teeth across Bruce’s meaty shaft. He heard Bruce moan so he decided to do it again. The moan was louder that time, so he sunk back down and then scraped his teeth along the shaft a little harder. “Oh my god, that is wild” Bruce said. Joe chuckled to himself and did it two more times. He looked up and Bruce had his eyes closed and kept moaning. Joe slurped his way back down and clamped his throat around the tip of Bruce’s cock before he then slowly pulled all the way off, his teeth scraping even harder this time and continuing over the head. Bruce’s moan had become a groan and he knew Bruce wouldn’t let him do this again. He looked down and saw a few red marks on Bruce’s cock and a red line down the top of the head. Joe turned around again and wiggled his ass and felt Bruce slide a finger inside. “No need for lube” Bruce said before Joe could feel him move closer. Joe felt the cock at his hole and he pushed back about the same time Bruce pushed forward. All six and a half inches of thick, cut cock was planted inside his hole, bathed in a mix of four guy's charged cum. Bruce laid on Joe’s back and stayed there few minutes. “God, this feels even better than I thought it would” Bruce said. Slowly he started rocking his hips and they could hear the cum get churned inside Joe’s ass. Bruce built up both speed and length of each stroke until he was standing on his feet, crouched down and pounding Joe’s hole. This fuck had more energy than Joe had remembered any he had gotten from Bruce. He loved a sloppy fuck and apparently Bruce did too. Bruce pulled out and watched some cum drip down Joe’s balls and then slammed back in and kept drilling. Joe began squeezing Bruce’s cock with his ass muscles and that was all that Bruce needed. He drove in deep and fell onto Joe’s back, forcing them down on the bed. Joe could feel Bruce’s body squirm and buck as he shot his load deep into Joe’s guts. Joe gripped the shaft hard, trying to keep all of the cum inside. Bruce laid there on top of Joe for a few minutes and then pulled out and rolled over on the bed. Joe turned and started to suck on Bruce’s softening cock, licking all of the cum off of it. Bruce squirmed a bit, obviously feeling some discomfort from Joe’s spit on the scraped, raw cock. Once the cock was licked clean, Joe moved to Bruce’s balls and sucked on them. When Joe tried to move a little lower towards Bruce’s ass, Bruce pushed him off “No one goes there, Dave” Bruce said sternly. Joe went back and started stroking and licking Bruce’s cock and soon it started to respond. Once it was fully hard, Joe crawled up Bruce’s body before sliding his hole back over Bruce’s dick. There was a whimper from Bruce as once again his cock was all the way inside Joe’s fuck chute. Joe ground his butt against Bruce’s hips and then started to ride him. He was careful not to pull up too high and let Bruce’s cock slip out of him, since he knew in this position he would lose a lot of cum. Joe played with Bruce’s nips as he bounced on his cock. Joe rode Bruce’s cock for almost ten minutes until Bruce’s moaning got louder and suddenly Bruce reached up and pulled Joe down hard on his cock. Bruce bucked up once and then his cock started to throb. The spurts of cum pumped in and mixed with all of the seed already inside Joe. Joe tried to squeeze Bruce’s shaft, but his muscles were tired and he only gave a light massage to it. Joe looked down and watched Bruce’s chest heave a few more times as he came down from the orgasmic rush. When Bruce opened his eyes, Joe asked “Is that what you were looking for?” Bruce nodded as Joe reached over for the butt plug. He rolled off and put it back in before laying back and resting a moment. “Thanks, that really was hot” Bruce said a few minutes later. “Glad you liked it” Joe said as he got off the bed and reached for his jeans. He slid them back on and pulled the t-shirt over his head and smiled back at Bruce. “See you again sometime?” Joe asked. “Oh yeah” Bruce replied. Joe walked over and grabbed his envelope and walked out the door.

For those that are keeping track at home, here's an updated character list -------------- Cast of Deviants Mark - main character Joey - Mark’s brother (aka Dave) Eric - Mark’s BF Kyle - Joey’s roommate/BF Aaron - car rental guy Dennis - Hotel clerk Tony - Bouncer Luis - Bartender Derrick - Tony’s boyfriend Chris - bi dad Thad - tattoo artist Steven - Thai waiter Daryl - Piercer Corey - Dennis’s boyfriend Dan - Mark’s poz friend Dr. Simms - HIV Dr. Douglas - clinic receptionist Paul - intern/escort Tyler - lab tech Ryan - waiter/Steven’s bf Terrence - football player Jeff - Ryan’s roommate Nick - chaser/Aaron’s bf Curt - dorm thug Ben - student envies Jeff Carl - club victim Sam - Steven’s cousin Juan - Luis’s roommate Ric - virgin trick (aka Austin) Frank - Ric’s Dad Lee - TA/bar fuck Greg - recruiter Shane - Swim team captain Marty - swimmer #2 Jeremy - wrestler Alex - femme boy Ethan - swimmer #3 Zac - swimmer #4 Stan & Stefan - older clients AJ & Liz - bi clients Cole - waiter Pete - Cole’s BF Kai - Eric’s co-worker Tim & Ed - bay area clients ——————————— new additions —————————————— Jordan - Tim’s houseboy Adam & Wes - hot tub guys Raphi - Joe’s future co-worker Patrick - Joe’s future boss Ken - frat boy #1 Brad - frat boy #2 Allan - frat boy #3 Vince - Muscle guy @ gym Stu - Dan’s BF Jonathan - Patrick’s boyfriend Ari - bartender at restaurant Coach Adams - swim team coach Dakota - front desk clerk Spencer - asst coach Toby & Max - swimmer #5 & #6 David - camp swimmer #1 Lance - camp swimmer #2 Lewis - camp swimmer #3 Marcus - black college swimmer Will - Mr. Snyder’s boy #1 Jack - car rental porter Lenny - busboy Jaime - Joe’s friend in Chicago Blaine - Young Farmer Carter - Blaine’s younger brother Javier - Cancun room steward Ian - Cancun pool hookup Kent - Ian’s friend Carlos - jet ski guide Bandit - drug dealer Roberto - resort waiter Francisco - resort room service guy Jace & Jax - brothers in hot tub Casey (ginger) - hot tub couple Drew (brunette) - hot tub couple Martin - Resort club chaser Brian - Nick and Aaron’s hookup Barry - Ric’s first client Evan - Joe’s co-worker (sales vp) Micah - Patrick’s boss) Ken - Joe’s co-worker (asian) Trevor - Joe’s co-worker (cpl) Skyler - Joe’s co-worker (cal) Luke - chaser blows off Kyle Jon - Ryan’s RP hookup Conner - Jeff bred @ party

I'm so horny right now ... so here's another chapter CHAPTER 7: The Sex Party – Part 5 (of 5) Mark and Trevor and myself are locked in a 3-way French kiss and I barely notice the host of the party release me and step away. Then I feel hands. I feel a body and a hard cock. “Hey sexy”, he says and kisses my neck. I immediately recognize Chris’ voice, but the I don’t want to stop making out with Mark and Trevor. “Time for a shower babe … did you even take one?”, he asks making a sniffing sound with his nose, right in my ear. The kiss breaks and I turn around looking Chris in the eyes, I nod. I feel what must be Trevor’s hands on me and I reach back to his pierced cock, rubbing it up and down in the crack of my ass. Chris finally kisses me, “Such a horny slut”, I nod again, “Let’s go get in the shower”. Not being one to disagree when a hot is guy is in front of me asking me to do things with him I agree. I look at Mark and Trevor, “Going to the shower…”, I say with an inviting tone. I look at Mark, when an idea hits me, “Will you unlock me?”, I ask. He nods and runs off, I ask Chris to wait a moment, and Mark return shortly with a key to my cock cage. “Ahhhhhhhhh… feels better”, I think. All of us make our way to the shower room, almost all of the shower heads are going, steam is filling the room and it’s nice and warm. Through the mist I can see Alec, sitting with his back against one of the shower walls, sucking on a decent sized cock. The top is a muscular Asian dude with some nice tattoos on his back and arms. I look a little too long when I feel Chris “gently” directing me to one of the shower heads. I get under the water, and the other guys get under the shower heads besides us. Chris’ presses his body against me and he’s kissing my neck again. I’m starting to think Chris is into me. “So hot”, he says as he kisses my neck, “You’re gonna be poz babe”, he whispers in my ear. Instead of responding I moan and lean back into him as he continues to kiss at my neck and rub my body. Chris’ hand slides down my chest, over my abs, and down to my hard cock. He grabs it with his fist and strokes it a few times. At this point I’m turned on and I turn my head, and our mouths meet. Our kiss is deep and forceful as the water from the shower is engulfing us. I don’t know exactly where Mark and Trevor are standing right this moment, but I hope they enjoy the show I intend to give them. Chris wedges his hard cock in between my now sloppy ass cheeks and he’s slowly grinding his hips into me. I bent forward slightly, my right hand holding the back of his head, as the kiss lingers. This is no ordinary kiss, this is a lover’s kiss, and I want Chris to know I’m feeling it too. With my left hand behind me, I guide his cock from between my cheeks. It moves right to my fuck hole, and immediately the mushroom shaped head is pressing tightly against my back door. I can feel a bit of cum leaking out of me and onto his cock. Chris continues pressing with an urgency to breed that I know we both need. With one good thrust of his hips the head of his cock lodges itself in my ass. I know Mark and Trevor are standing close, I can feel them, but I’m just too wrapped up in Chris. Momentarily ignoring our audience we both moan deeply as his poz fuck stick slowly glides deeper into me, filling as much of me as the existing loads of cum will allow. Another push, another grunt and he’s all the way in. He holds me tightly as his hips began to thrust against my ass, trying to get his cock in deeper. I know Chris feels the need to breed ass, it’s so obvious when he fucks me. I feel his hairy ball sac now resting against my ass cheeks and I feel the need to take a man’s seed. I love it when Chris fucks me. Part of me still can’t believe he went off his meds two whole weeks before tonight’s party. I know he bred me at least 5 or 6 times in that period of time … maybe more. “I’m probably HIV+. I’m poz. I’m positive.”, the thoughts hitting me, but I’m also horny and his cock feels so good. I don’t want things to stop. It doesn’t stop. Our tongues are too intently exploring and caressing each other to stop our sex. Chris is holding me close and the kissing intensifies as his cock continues to assault my hole. My hand pulls his head closer, our lips tighter against each other’s, it almost hurts. I don’t care if hurts, I don’t care if he’s HIV+ and I don’t care if I’m HIV+ now, too, I just want him to fuck me. My cock is getting tighter in Chris’ grip as he slowly strokes it. I haven’t cum once while I’ve been here and my balls are tight against the base of my cock as they are on overload and ready to produce a huge load of spunk that’s about to flow down the drain. “Uhhhhhh… uhhhhhhh… oh fuck”, I moan, our breathing, as if in unison, is labored and I can barely moan while lip-locked with Chris like this. Our mouths are mostly full of each other’s tongues, and my ass so full of his poz cock. He continues with the powerful thrust of his hips, fucking me as he always has, gliding his cock effortlessly in and out of my ass. I know Chris, and I know he’s close to breeding me a second time; I can feel his cock getting harder and fuller inside me. My ass muscles tightening around the girth of his cock as it swells and fills with another load of dirty semen that will probably find a home inside my body. “Am I poz? Is this the load that does it?”, crosses my mind. The moaning continues. “Poz me”, I whisper just loud enough for him to hear me. Chris’ grip on my cock tightens as he thrust his ass forward trying to get his cock in as deep as possible, while his balls bound up underneath him and produce that toxic sperm we both want spewing in my ass. After a few small quick thrusts of his hips, the kiss breaks, “UHHHHHHHHH ………. UHHHHHHHHHHHH…. OH FUCK babe… FUCKKKKKK!”, he body convulses. I know my ass is receiving another load of his hot white cum. Chris slowly comes down from his orgasm, he quickly begins stroking my cock. I kiss him, and I don’t so much see it, as feel a mouth on my cock. Alec takes the head of my cock between his lips as Chris strokes me and brings me to my own intense explosion, one...two, three, four, and “Ahhhhhhhhhh… ahhhhhhhh…. Ahhhhhhhhhh” ....five shots of my hot cum squirt into his mouth before I can finally catch my breath. I kiss Chris again and then look down at Alec. I’m satiated for the moment, we give each other a weak but satisfied smile. Chris removes his cock from me and I keep my cheeks together to help keep the load in as I remove my cock from Alec’s mouth. “I need to piss … why don’t you sit there next to your buddy”, Chris says to me. I give Chris a quick peck, his words seem to have the power of suggestion as I quickly realize I need to piss like a horse myself. I have no idea if Alec is into piss but I sit down right beside him because Chris asked me. I honestly want more sex but right now my bladder is aching for release. I move in close to Alec, leaning against the wall and his body, and aim my cock towards my face. I wait only a moment and my cock lets loose. My piss stream shoots forth like a garden hose, hitting my face and spraying all over me and a bit of Alec. With a quick adjustment of my cock from Alec, he’s soon lapping up large quantities of my hot piss like a water fountain. I’ve been so preoccupied with being fucked that I hadn’t pissed, and I need to badly. My golden stream is forceful when it hits the both of us and splatters. I move my cock to drink some of my juice down, as Mark and Trevor move in closer to us. They watch as my piss jets out and splashes into my mouth, my face and Alec’s. The stream of my piss continues to flow steadily. Soon Chris, Mark and Trevor are all standing close watching me and Alec share my golden shower. With our audience watching, Alec releases his bladder and his piss starts to splash out onto his body. We decide to switch it up and I reach over for his cock while he reaches for mine and soon enough we are tasting each other’s flow. I don’t know about Alec, but I hadn't pissed once since we got here, I didn’t realize my bladder is so full. So we sat there drinking from one another as these 3 other cocks, in various states of erection, stood over us watching us share our piss. Chris started this and I think it’s him that lets go first. It doesn’t matter because once I can see the first stream of piss head down towards me, we’re being showered by 3 hot poz cocks standing over us. I close my eyes, and let all of them douse my body with their hot juice. I can feel the streams of piss running back and forth between me and Alec, up and down parts of my body, and one or two streams flowing right into my open mouth. I drink as much as I can handle but most of it flows over and down my chin. If I could see Alec, I bet he looks exactly the same right now. My body is hot with piss as Trevor, Mark, Chris, and even Alec release torrents of piss soaking the both of us. The fun seems to go on for minutes, but my own cock is drained, as my stream of hot golden piss subsides, thankfully, I’m still being fed a good amount from above. I finally open my eyes, as everyone is very careful to keep their stream of piss away. I realize it’s Chris and Trevor filling our mouths, Mark seems focused on washing down our bodies. After a rinse we moved out of the shower again and I felt so happy knowing I’d taken two more loads from Chris’ unmedicated cock. Part of me really hopes that if I am HIV+, it’s his cock that does it for me. I make my way around the room again, and the hot Asian top that Alec was sucking earlier in the shower leaves a deposit in my hole, but after so many hours the party is winding down. I do my best to find an unspent cock and I’m just about to ride it when I felt a hand on me, it’s Mike. He smiles at me, “Time to go home babe… I’m worn out”. I knew he had to be, and I honestly didn’t realize how spent I was until he said those words. “Ok … “, I say, nodding to him. We both find Mark, then Trevor, then Chris, giving each of them a kiss. I took two loads from each of them, Trevor is med-resistant, Mark is resistant to Truvada and I guess Mark’s virus is the only one responding entirely to medication. I wonder, “Which of their loads will do me in?” We get to the car and as I sit down I hear the crackle of paper and realize I’m sitting on something. I pull out a white envelope with my name on it. I start to open it, then remember it’s probably the results of our HIV test. Not being in heat, my mind starts to race a bit like before, and my heart rate increases. “Do I really want to know this right now?”, I think. I can see Mike is too tired, and too focused on driving, to even realize the internal struggle going on in my head at this moment. I decide to quietly put the envelope back in my pocket. We can see these together in the morning.

CHAPTER 7: The Sex Party - Part 4 Chris is holding onto me tightly, with that poz cock of his, still hard … and still inside me. I love taking his cum so much. I can’t believe Chris stopped taking his meds. It’s like something new has opened between us. My heart is racing a bit knowing he probably just infected me, assuming it hasn’t happened already tonight. I like this, but there’s still sex going on and I realize Alec is still being fucked right in front of us. I shift my body to make out with Alec while his ass is being reamed. “Uhhhhhhhhh …. Uhhhhhhhhh”, our kiss breaks with a few grunts from Alec, “cuuuuuuuuuuuu …. uhhhhhhhh”, he grunts, and I realize he’s cumming just from being fucked – I love that. I look at the top above him and it’s pretty clear that Alec’s hole has a death grip on the guy’s cock. It also seems like Alec is about to take a huge load – I hope Alec is getting what he wants. Alec’s eyes are still closed, but a worn smile comes over his face, “Uhhhhhhhh… uhhhhhhh… fuck……..” and in that instant I know the top’s grunts mean he is breeding that ass. I kiss Alec one more time and a bit of sweat drips down his forehead. I’m not sure what I enjoy more, taking poz cum, or watching an intense breeding. I whisper in Alec’s ear, “He’s poz dude” and he lifts his head a bit so we can make out one more time. I’m enjoying this afterglow, but seeing the intense orgasm from Alec, and the top fucking him, has me horny and I need to take another load. I squeeze down on Chris’ cock, but he’s softening up and he pops out. We finally break apart and Chris helps me stand up. “That was so fucking hot”, he says, before kissing me. I just look at him, smiling, in total agreement. “Hearing you beg for me to cum like that … and, knowing, … “, his voice trails off. We’re looking into each other’s eyes, I simply nod and he finishes, “… I might infect you now.” I kiss him again, “I think I dumped a gallon inside you Kevin”. We kiss one more time, this time I break the kiss, “I’ve made peace with this Chris, … I’m ok with … “, I pause for only a moment and he completes my words, “Being positive?”. I nod again, a silent affirmation. “I got that”, he says, this time he’s smiling at me and I feel closer to him now than I ever have. Chris and I decide to walk around for a bit, to see how Mike is doing, and watch the others. We move closer to the fuck benches to watch Mike and Jacob, both of them still taking poz cock. It’s been a couple of hours since Mike and I got here. I can’t believe they are still bent over the fuck benches taking cock like that. “How many tops are here?”, I wonder. I have no idea how they can keep going like this, but Chris will tell me later that our hunky party organizer is giving them short breaks when needed. Chris also tells me how the fuck benches are setup perfectly for breeding so that the top and bottom are comfortable and how there’s a large enough hole for the bottom’s cock and balls to slide through so he can even piss without even being let up. Being naturally curious, those words get the best of me. “Where? … How?”, Chris can see I’m confused and he grins … “There’s a large pan under the fuck bench but if you move it there’s also enough room for … “, he pauses, “… for a thirsty bottom, or top … “, and he grins, “… to get under there and drink from the tap. He smiles devilishly. Mike and I swallow and play with our piss now and again – suddenly I want to try and do this. “So how does one…. “, Chris laughs a little, “The guys are given drinks during breaks and when they request them … then whichever of them needs to piss, they just snaps his fingers a few times”. He can see I’m not quite getting it, “Unless someone stops them, they can just let it go – it goes in the pan”, “Stops them?”, “Basically”. Maybe it’s me, but when Chris talks about anything sexual his voice gets a bit more sultry, and I get instantly horned, this is no different – I really want to try this now. Chris can see from the grin on my face I’m sold. We move closer to Mike and Jacob, it’s so funny to be so close to them, yet they have no idea we’re right there hovering over them … watching. This isn’t a quick process though, we watch for more than 15 or 20 minutes when I hear it … Jacob snaps his fingers repeatedly. I look at Chris, he knows I want this, he nods at me to go for it. I put a hand on Jacob’s shoulder and I hear Chris pipe up, “Wait”, he says. Chris points under the bench and I move the piss pan and crawl under Jacob’s bench. I honestly want Mike’s piss but right now it looks like I’m getting Jacob’s. I hadn’t noticed it but the top stopped fucking while all of this is going on. I look over at Chris again and he’s just smiling at me. Under the bench my mouth is nearly perfectly aligned under Jacob’s soft leaking cock; I can reach out and touch the tip with my tongue. I hear Chris, “Go for it”. There is barely enough room under this bench for me, “Good thing I’m not claustrophobic”, I think. I hear Jacob grunt a little, then there’s a spurt and Jacob’s piss starts to flow into my open mouth before going everywhere. My mind is reeling and I attempt to swallow but his piss is coming out so violently I can’t keep up – I’m going to be soaked. I can taste his piss, feel it on my face, in my hair and it’s going all over me, but I’m loving it. “I want Mike’s, too”, I think. Jacob’s piss tastes so good, I love drinking from his cock. I’m doing my best to keep up with him and swallow it all down but every time I close my mouth, a huge splash of piss goes everywhere. By the time his bladder is empty piss will be everywhere, I’m sure of it. Finally, that lovely golden fluid starts to ease up and I know he’s almost empty, … I hear him snap his fingers again and I feel the top resume fucking him. Jacob’s cock pops out of my mouth as I try to lick up the last bits of his flow. I feel Chris grabbing my arm and helping me out from under the bench, and then he pushes the pan back into place. I’m soaking wet and smell like Jacob’s piss, Chris kisses me, “You smell good … ”, the he licks up some of the piss from my chest. I smile and look around noticing that a couple of guys are using towels to get up the mess. Chris kisses me, “…you might want a shower now …”, but before he can finish that thought, I interrupt him, “… and another load of poz cum in my ass”. Chris just looks at me with eyes that say “dirty fucker”, but we both know it’s true. I need it. “Go shower and then find me … I’ll be around here”, he says. He notices my confusion and points. I walk into the shower room and it’s becoming clear just how large this party space is, there are 12 shower heads in a gang arrangement with bathroom facilities separated by a wall. Steven, the only other bottom here wearing a cock cage, is being fucked under one of the shower heads. I can hear the clank of metal from his cage. There are a few other guys in here rinsing off too including the party host, Mark and that hot English guy Trevor. It looks like they’ve taken off any leather accessories and now I can get a good look at their bodies. I squeeze in between our host and Trevor, “Is there enough room for me?”, knowing full well there are at least 8 other shower heads no one is using. The guys let me in under the water to rinse off the piss and almost immediately I feel hands. There isn’t a lot of talking just these three guys touching and feeling my body and I can feel a large cock in the crack of my ass. I barely get rinsed when I feel them leading me over to some towels and then 6 hands are drying my body off and I see each of them quickly drying themselves off. “Where …”, I start to ask and Trevor puts a finger over my mouth, “Got this mate”. I just let them lead me. We move back into the party area and the guys move me to a large mat and almost immediately I’m on my back, legs up. “Uhhhhhhhhhhh……..uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh………….FUCK! FUCK! FUCK! “, I hear a voice almost shouting, and what is obviously an intense orgasm, and snap my head over to see a guy pressed balls deep into Mike. In my moment of distraction, I feel hands, and my legs are bending. I move my head back to find our party host up against me, and his lubed cock sliding balls deep into me. “Ahhhhhhhh fuck yea … Mike was right … fuck yea … nice tight neg hole you got there”, I smile, “Mike talked about my hole?”, I think. The host slides in and out of me starting with a steady rhythm and the other guys are touching the both of us, encouraging him as he fucks me. “Fuck yea … take it boy … take it the way Mike is taking it”, he grunts. “Fuck me… ahhhhh…. Ahhhh, fuck me, fucking give it to me”, I hear Trevor, “yeah mate … poz”, he says softly. The host doesn’t respond but continues to grunt as he fucks me. I moan so he knows I love it, and then push back on his cock. His poz cock feels so good in me and I know that if one of these guys doesn’t infect me that Chris is now off meds – it will happen to both me and Mike. I feel his cock going in and out, in and out and then he pulls out almost to the tip. I’m lost in our sex when I realize the fucking stopped, I look up, and with that he rams his cock deep into my hungry ass. "Oh God, yes! That's exactly what I need, raw, hard poz cock! Fuck me!”, the words are just bubbling out, “Fuck me hard. Poz my ass. Make me feel that big fucking poz dick ramming up into my guts!" The host pulls completely out and I give him a quizzical look when I feel Trevor take his place, “Fuck yea mate … fuckin’ love that ass”, and he starts a quick, steady fucking motion without missing a beat. This goes on for a bit when Mark swaps out with Trevor and my first poz cock of the night is in me again, “Fuck yea … so good, fucking love that cock”, I say trying to encourage him to cum. These guys are interested in edging though and they keep swapping out, one after the other, taking turns ramming their poles up my tight hole, with me urging them on with pleas for "more poz cock" – "harder" – "faster" – "deeper." After, what must be fifteen or twenty minutes, Trevor yells, "’bout to cum mate … ‘bout to give you another poz load … “, he softly grunts and groans, “… you know I’m med-resistant, right?", he asks almost innocently. Then he begins power fucking in and out, round and round, as hard as he can into my spasming rectum. I didn’t realize he’s med-resistant, I start to ask, “Truvada, right?”, but then think, “Or does he mean all meds”? Before I can think, much less ask, I feel that hot pierced cock of his spasming in my ass, “Oh fuck … Oh fuck”, the only words out of my mouth. “FUCK YES! … Fucking poz my hole”, I can hear the host and Mark both encouraging Trevor as he dumps another load into me. It kind of worries me, “med-resistant”, but I already have his spunk inside me, “Can’t change that now?”, I think. The guys swap places again and the host is in me once more, “Fucking fill me up … fucking give it to me”, I decide to see how much I can work it, he grunts, “Get in there deep and give me more”. After several minutes of hard fucking the host pulls out and Mark immediately takes his place with his thick hard cock, pounding deep into my squishy guts. I can feel Trevor's poz load coating Mark’s cock as he rams up as far as he could get it and fucks me with short power strokes just pulling his cock out of my ass a couple of inches with each stroke before ramming it back in as far as it will go. I’m moaning constantly now, in ecstasy, as he pummels my well used hole again and again. They swap a couple of more times and when Mark finally begins to shoot his load, I just let out a screaming moan, "Ohhhh! Godddd! Yeeees!" as I feel him adding another dirty load of cum to my ass. Mark moves and I know the host is about to start fucking me again. Instead, as he’s standing over me, he says, “Come up here boy”, and I sit up looking directly up at him. He uses his left hand on my head to hold it in place and the thumb of his right hand to play with my lips. "This what you want, slut? Is this the poz cock you want breeding you?", I nod, "Yes! Oh yes!", moaning, delirious with desire for that fuck stick in me. He keeps using his thumb in my mouth to show me my place, "Get it ready, slut! Slurp it down and show me you can take it," he orders. He steps a little forward, and in the first oral sex of the night, pushes his huge pole into my open mouth. I do my best to press forward, taking inch by inch of his monster into my mouth. He lets me orally service him for only a few minutes, “Time to get back in that ass slut, this party is about breeding you neg fuckers”, and with a rude pop his cock from my mouth. I didn’t quite get it when we got here, but now it’s clear, the goal isn’t just for the guys on the fuck benches to leave here infected with HIV; the goal is for every bottom to leave here infected with HIV. I feel like I’ve made that my goal, but I almost though it was my hormones. I need to be sure our host knows I’m good with any outcome of tonight’s fun. “Turn around boy … all fours”, the host says and I comply without so much as a word. I can feel him running the slimy head of his cock up and down my crack for a moment, lining that poz dick against my well-used, slimy pucker and slowly forcing his way in. There’s only slight resistance from my sphincter, and it quickly gives up and allows him to get that huge pole into my entrance. I think our host knows how big his cock is and likes teasing me a bit with it. He slides slowly but surely into my tight, hot, slimy hole until he bottoms out, my ass pulled hard up against his pelvis. “FUCK that feels so good”, I say. He rotates his hips as his cock stirs around inside of all the cum that’s flowed into me tonight, then I feel him pull partially out before pushing back up into my colon. He’s obviously an experienced top and he quickly sets up a fuck rhythm, half way out, then all the way in. I do my best to squeeze down on the in strokes so he can feel my ass muscles massaging his meat as he uses my hole. We go like this several minutes when I hear the grunts and moans that indicate an orgasm is approaching. I can feel his nut sac pulling up and his cock getting harder. He slows down for a second, then pushes in hard and holds it deep up in my hot hole – he’s edging, trying to hold off just a little while longer. I want that big load though and I want it now, “Fuck me man … Fucking give hot poz load! Fucking infect me!”. He tries again, slow, then a thrust but that, and I think my words, drive him over the edge. “FUCKKKKKKKK…. “, he’s grunting and groaning and pressed balls deep inside me – I know I’m being bred again. This time as he’s cumming I can actually feel the cum rising up and moving up his urethra until it’s shooting up and out, dumping into the already overloaded confines of my guts, mixing with all the other HIV+ cum already deposited there over the course of the evening. The host pulls me up close to him and kisses my neck, “That was hot”, and Mark and Trevor step around in front of me and both kiss me. I’m in heaven.

Chapter 4: I woke up in bed the next morning with Mike wrapped around me, fast asleep, his mouth and face on my shoulder. Looking at the clock it’s obvious we’ve slept most of the morning away … and part of me still can’t believe I let a guy who I know is HIV+ cum inside me. I felt creeped out, a little scared and horny all that the same time; my cock is hard as a rock. I reached down to feel my dick, when I feel Mike’s hand on it too, he’s awake now and just looking at me … without even speaking we start making out. Breaking the kiss, “Let’s go get a shower babe”, Mike says, I nod. Mike gets up and I watch his cute ass make its way to the shower, “Let me get the water warm”, and I start it up getting it nice and ready for us. I close the door and press Mike against the wall making out with him as the water beats down on us, “Ahhhh … damn gotta piss”, I keep kissing him, “Go ahead”. He looks and me and we both grin and then I feel his warm morning piss come shooting out of his cock and hit our bodies as we continue to kiss. I try to focus, and then it happens, now I’m soaking both of us with my morning piss, too. I piss in the shower all the time but this is the first time with someone. I like it. Mike finishes his piss, and then mine finally trickles off, I’m hard as rock. “Does that thing ever go down?”, I ask grabbing hold of his cock, "HA! You should know it's hard 90% of the time, just the way you like it – horny fucker." "Hey, tell me, how long have you and Chris been fucking"? I ask as he stands behind me and begins washing my back with soap. "Well, we’re not fucking, he’s fucking and breeding me; I think it’s been a couple of months now." I was enjoying his touches, “How long has he been poz?”, then I caught myself, “I’m sorry … that’s probably none of my business”. "No, it’s alright … it’s alright, I asked him that once too, he said he tested poz last year … probably been about a year now", he didn’t seem too surprised by question. “Cool … “, and my voice trails off, I want to ask Mike if he’s afraid of getting it. We stayed silent as Mike worked my back and my sides, touching and feeling my body more than actually washing it. Mike's hand slid down my chest, over my abs, and down to my hard dick. He grabbed it with his fist and stroked a few times. I turned my head, and our mouths meet. Another hot kiss, deep and forceful as the water from the shower continued engulfing us. I can feel his raw dick wedged in between my tight ass cheeks as he’s slowly grinding his hips into me. I bent forward slightly, my right hand holding the back of Mike's head, as our kiss lingers. With my left hand behind me, I move his hard fat cock between my cheeks. His cock moves right to my fuck hole, and immediately the mushroom shaped head of his cock is pressing against the entrance. No matter how many times we fuck I love how his cock always feels teasing my ass. My hole is still wet from earlier and Mike makes one thrust of his hips and his cock is quickly submerged in my ass. We both moan … deeply … as his cock fills the cavity of my fuck hole. He holds on to me as his hips began to thrust against my ass, shoving his cock deeper into me. “Fuck yea … love that ass, and it’s still wet from all that cum earlier, too”, all I could do is moan. Between words our tongues are intently exploring and caressing each other as our kiss hasn’t subsided in the least. Actually as his cock begins fucking me our kiss intensifies in a way that makes me ask, “Why aren’t we always fucking here in the shower?”. My hand pulls his head closer, our lips are so tight against each other, it almost hurts. “Did you like his cock?”, he asks, I nod, and moan a “Yes” into his mouth, not wanting to really break the kiss. “And his cum?”, he persists, I moan another “Yes … yes” into his mouth. Mike moans as he sucks on my tongue. The thought of Chris fucking two loads of poz cum into me goes through my mind, and I feel weird about it, but my cock is telling me I loved it as its getting tighter in Mike's grip while he slowly strokes it. All this in my head while his own fat cock pumps my ass. My balls are tight against the base of my dick. I can feel them working hard to produce the spunk that’s about to flow down this shower drain. Our breathing, as if in unison, is labored, our mouths full of each other’s tongues, and I feel like Mike is trying to fuck whatever remains of Chris’ cum deeper into my body. He continues with the powerful thrust of his hips, gliding his cock effortlessly in and out of my fuck hole, as we are pelted with warm water by the shower head above us. I can always tell when Mike’s getting close to shooting his load as soon as it begins, his cock gets harder and fuller inside me. My ass muscles are tightening around the girth of Mike's raw dick as it begins to swell and fill me with cum. Mike's grip on my cock tightens as he thrust his ass forward sending his cock deeper inside me, while his balls bound up underneath his hard-on and produce the sperm I want and crave so much. “Ahhhhhhh… ahhhhhhh… fuccccck… fuckkkkkkkkk … “, he blurts out, and after a few small quick thrusts of his hips I know my ass is now full with another load of Mike’s hot, white spunk. As he comes down from his orgasm, he quickly begins stroking my cock again, bringing me to my own intense explosion, one...two, three, four, and “ahhhhhhhhh … ahhhhhh” ... five shots of my sperm hit the shower wall and several small shots go right down the drain before I can finally catch my breath. We stay like that a minute before his cock slides out of me and I turn around kissing him again, I think, “I’m starting to fall for this guy”. We smile at each other and it just bubbles out of me, “Do you think you’re poz now Mike?”. This definitely catches him by surprise, but I can see him digest it and his face returns to normal, “I don’t know … does it matter?” Balls in my court now, I wasn’t expecting that, I gulp, “Uhmmm … no, no … doesn’t matter doesn’t change how I fee’” and I cut myself off, realizing I just outed my feelings for Mike. He grins, “Good … let’s get out of here and get dried off”.