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You’re HIV positive? Why didn’t you say something? Things went so fast and I began shooting my load unexpectedly But I am on meds and undetectable, You are safe, I’m sorry!! Are you OK? I don’t know, but I do know that that was the best sex I have ever had by far! I know from health class that I have no risk, Can I ask you some questions? Sure, anything when did and how did you get infected? A little over a year ago, My boyfriend pozzed me up, I knew he was poz and we fucked with condoms for a while but I wanted to fuck bare and I talked him into dropping the latex. You intentionally got infected? Yes, the best thing I ever did. For years I’ve talked to poz guys and they told me how erotic it was to take positive cum and how freeing it was when they got infected. And how horny they became when they pozzed up. They also said how much of a rush it was to shoot positive cum in a negative ass. I was shocked at that, but my cock was so hard and my cunt felt so great being fucked, I could only say “ Fuck me again and again” Jamie said “Are you sure?” “I’m sure I want you to fuck me again and you being poz seems so [banned word] but so erotic, I’ll worry about that tomorrow. All I know is that I enjoyed your fucking me so much that I want MORE!! Fuck me hard and shoot your erotic, positive cum deep inside my cunt! My body is yours to ravage!” We did not sleep. Jamie fucked me 4 more times and when he shot his load yelled”Take my poz cum!!!” I loved it and shot my load twice hands free!! By the morning, I could only think about being fucked and the idea of of being pozzed and how hard my cock got and how twitchy my cunt got. I couldn’t think of anything else!! I realized I was gay and I loved how that made me feel. And the idea of taking poz cum became such an erotic idea that I knew I was going to become HIV positive and LOVE IT! That morning I asked Jamie why he was on meds if it was so hot to poz a negative hole? He said his parents and doctors insisted but he was considering stopping them. He wondered if that was a problem with me. I thought about it and said “ If you stop your meds would still take your cum “ Jamie kissed me in the most passionate way and said “ Thank you for that. You will love taking charged loads and will realize how amazing it is to become HIV positive. I’m stopping my meds today and we will make passionate love multiple times each day until you become a fulfilled POSITIVE gay man! “Your life will be changed. It will be so much fun and you will experience sexual pleasures you haven’t even imagined. I have so much to show and teach you” I kissed and sucked on his nipples then went down to suck his cock. With the room being lit by the morning sun, I realized that the birthmark I saw above his cock was a really a biohazard tattoo. I sucked his cock until he shot a load in my mouth. It tasted so good. I swallowed some and shared the rest with Jamie. I wondered where I will put my tattoo when I poz up? My cock got so hard thinking about my first tattoo! I love Jamie’s nipple piercings, I think I will get mine pierced as well! “How long will it be before the virus comes back after you stop the meds?” I’m going to poz you up by Halloween!! My cock became hard as a rock and had precum pouring out of it!! I CANNOT WAIT!!

I am 18 going off to school. I’m average in body size and shape very smooth but a very nice 7.5 thick but cock. I’ve had no trouble finding girls because I like thin flat chested girls. When I approach them they are so grateful that they give it up so easily! My current girlfriend is so different, aggressive and loves anal sex. I met her at a party. She had a very short haircut wearing jeans an a tight silky polo shirt with amazing huge nipples imprinting on the shirt. We hit it off immediately! We went up to a bedroom and she jumped on me, stripped me, took her clothes off. And immediately started sucking my cock. She didn’t suck like other girls, who usually hated to suck ,she sucked like she loved it and was able to deepthroat me!! She was flat chested but had huge beautiful erect nipples. I’m a nipple lover and these were amazing!! We were all over each other. But when I went to go down on her she insisted no action on her pussy only on her anus. It was the first time I eat out an ass, rimming, she called it, but i actually really enjoyed it. She inserted my super hard cock up her ass and amazingly went in easily. She must have prelubed. Her ass felt so amazing on my cock. Much better than pussy. We fucked like demons and came together!! it was the best fuck I ever had!! And I didn’t know her name!! Keep your cock inside me she demanded. I’m Stevie she said. Did you ever have anal sex before? I’m Peter, no, it was amazing!! Keep your cock in me and fuck me again!! I got hard immediately unusual for me and we fucked for another half hour and had mutual explosive orgasms again!! Then Stevie said that I just fucked a man!! She was transgendered. I was flabbergasted!! Was that best sex you ever had? I had to say yes!! I just considered her a very kinky girl and dismissed it. We went out or more accurately fucked on three other occasions. The we both went off to school. I lucked out. There was a lottery for double rooms with private bathrooms and won one of them. When I was dropped off at school I found the room to be great good sized and a great bathroom!! I met my roommate, a nice guy, personable, the kind of guy you like immediately. I thought I saw thru his shirt that he might have had pierced nipples!! That surprisingly got my cock to twitch and got an immediate chubby!! He recommended after we unpacked to walk the campus and see what was around. We actually got along well, and he definitely had pierced nipples. I think Jamie noticed that I noticed. We found the dining hall eat and went over the next days activities. We found out we were both economic majors and had many of the same classes. We got back to the firm, we went to some partying on the floor had some beers. About midnight we went back to the room. Janies said he wanted a shower and I said I did too,I told him to go first. To my surprise he stripped naked next his bed before going in the bathroom. He had pierced nipples that were huge a beautiful and an uncut Huge cock. I thought I saw a birth mark in his trimmed pubes just above his cock. Jamie caught me looking and seductively smiled and took his shower. My. I got instantly hard and I think he noticed. I was so embarrassed. He came out of the shower and toweled off in the room. I took my shower and went to bed in my briefs Jamie was naked When the lights were out we started talking. I like your piercings Thanks I’ve had them a few years, I really like them. They made my nipples bigger and more sensative. Did it hurt much being pierced? I asked. A bit but it was well worth it I always liked nipples and yours are amazing!! Thank you Peter! I’m gay Peter is that a problem? No not at all. Are you? I don’t think so. That’s an odd answer!! I then told him about my transgendered experience and how good anal sex was and now when I jerk off I can’t cum unless I’m thinking about anal sex Have ever had sex with a man? No, unless you count Stevie. Do you have a hard on Peter? After a pause I said yes. Yes I would count Stevie, Jamie whispered. Jamie got out of bed, turned on the bathroom light a closed the door enough so the room was dimly lit. Became over to my bed, took his hand to mine and got me out of bed He gently kissed me and I returned it He got on his knees took off my briefs and took my erect cock in his mouth for an amazingly sensuous oral experience and then led me to his bed. We kissed passionately stimulated our nipples gently with our tongues and then took my first cock into my mouth. His cock was at least 8 inches uncut. The taste was intoxicating!! He turned around without removing his cock from my mouth and ducked my cock Then he started rimming me!! I never felt anything so wonderful!! Jamie slid his cock out of my mouth put my legs over my shoulders and continued to rim me. He slide his fingers in my anus then two then three then four. He removed them and his magnificent cock pushed against my cunt and slid in slightly. Amazingly I felt no pain but more pleasure than the rimming!! Over 10 minutes he pleasurably inserted his huge cock and starting fucking me!! I LOVED it!! I felt like I was going to cum or piss!! The Jamie said he was ready to cum I said cum in me He said he shouldn’t but he couldn’t help himself and shot 8 shots of cum in me and I followed by soaking my chest with a huge load!! After several minutes I could feel his cock getting harder and he fucked me again for a half hour and shot another load in me. It was wonderful!! When we came to our senses I asked Jamie why he didn’t want to cum in me initially? After a few minutes he said because I’m HIV positive!!

Last night, bathhouse Club Pitt, took 2 loads there. One fully anon. Then put a Sniffies add up and got 4 more loads driving around the city

Prefer a little resistance at first, but it is also fun to just be able to slide effortlessly into a sloppy hole and hear that sloshing sound.

I had an interesting fuck this morning. I woke up hella early to get to work so I could finish early and get back home. I was cruising sniffies and getting messages by many random men offering their cock or their holes for me to either bottom or top. Couldn’t decide, too many choices, so I went with meeting up the nearest guy who could host. The bonus was a rub down before playing. I’ve been doing so much physical work last few days and every muscles been aching so I decided this was the best option for today. I head over to this guy’s apartment and he opened up door to reveal a very sexy fit body and super handsome face. He’s a hot dude and I’m instantly hard thinking about getting inside him. Original plan was he’d massage me and then I’d fuck him and breed him good. I got undressed, laid down on his bed, face down. He starts rubbing massage oil all over my body and rubbing my muscles deep and hard. I’m in heaven, this was so much needed today. Usually anytime I get massaged like that, especially if I’m tired, I’ll fall asleep. This happened. I’m in a deep sleep all of a sudden. I come out of it to find him balls deep inside me. It took me a moment to fully realize what the sensation was. I thought maybe he was massaging my ass and fingering me, but quickly realize his cock is deep inside me going in and out. I squeeze my ass muscles in a reflex to my ass being penetrated and I hear him grunt and spasm as he cums. He falls down on top my body and regains his composure. I thank him for the unexpected gift of being bred. That sensation made me so hard that I begged to let me breed him. He was happy to oblige and actually told me to lay back on his bed with my cock in the air and he slid his ass down my cock and worked my cock so good. I was in heaven (again) as he brought me so close to orgasm and then stopped, would start again and this went on for awhile. He handed me poppers which help me relax and not cum so quickly and we fucked like that for about an hour until I couldn’t hold back any longer. I hit the poppers again and the. Grabbed him and swung him around so he was on his back and I was on top missionary and fucked him so hard and made out while shot my load. I made him cum hands free. I scooped up his cum and licked it up and we cum kissed . hot time and I look forward to another session again real soon.

i LOVE walking through the grocery store, looking at items, thinking about how that would feel to take inside my ass...i do it every time i go shopping! Once, at a hotel, i used the light fixture above my bed...it was FANTASTIC!!!

[Note to readers: I wrote this story as audio porn. For fun, copy the text into a program like Word with a “read aloud” feature and listen. That way you can also edit any way you like. Have fun!] *** Hi Andy. Come on in. You must be wondering why I invited you to meet me in a hotel room. No sweetie. It isn’t that. I may be your ex-girlfriend but I’m now a happily married woman, and I don’t cheat on my husband. Besides, after our recent conversation, I couldn’t have any interest in you. After all, you confessed that you’re actually gay and you’ve been hiding it from your wife for years. I could never have sex with a gay man. It would just be too weird. But I decided I had to help you come to grips with your true sexuality. You look puzzled. Let me explain. I’ve arranged for one of my gay friends, Kyle, to meet us here. He’s going to help you explore your desire for other men. I know this is very sudden. But as a friend who loves you, I knew I had to push you to be who you really are. Trust me: this is going to be the best afternoon of your life. Let me tell you a little about Kyle. He’s really handsome, very masculine, a no-doubt-about-it top. You said you like to fantasize about bottoming for an alpha male. He totally fits the bill. Oh, one more thing: Kyle is HIV positive and he isn’t on meds or PrEP. He even has one of those tattoos. You know – the poison symbol. Of course, if you insist, he can always use a rubber. Why don’t we wait to see how it goes. He’s downstairs in the lobby. I’ll text him. While we wait, pour yourself a drink. It will help you relax. I want you to do one more thing for me. You said you have a strong feminine side. I want you to let it out today. Here – I want you to wear my watch and my engagement ring. Go ahead, put them on. Oh, how adorable! They’re so pretty. I wasn’t sure the ring would fit, but you have small hands, rather girlish. *** That must be Kyle at the door. I’ll let him in. Hi, Kyle. This is Andy. Andy, say hi to Kyle. Why don’t you two get acquainted and…oh my! That was some kiss! I guess gay men don’t waste any time when they hook up. Andy, do you want me to leave? No? Are you sure? Good. I was hoping you’d let me stay and watch. Sweetie, when you take off your clothes, please wear my watch and ring. They look so cute on you. Don’t you think so Kyle? Makes him look like a real sissy? Is it OK to call Andy a sissy? I thought that was a slur. Oh, I get it. A top can call his bottom a sissy. It’s really sexy to watch two gay men making out. I’m getting turned on like I do when I watch gay porn. I’ve always wanted to watch a man suck another man’s cock. Andy, would you please go down on Kyle for me? He does have an amazing dick. Yes, Andy, get on your knees. Oh, that’s just so precious! Andy, it seems so natural for you to have a cock in your mouth. Kyle has such a big cock. Doesn’t he, Sweetie? I know, I know – you can’t talk with a cock in your mouth. No need. I can see how much you like it. And how much Kyle likes it too. Kyle, don’t choke him! I love watching you fuck Andy’s throat but remember this is his first time. He probably just practiced on his dildo, not the real thing. I’m going to take some pics with my phone. Hope you don’t mind. Andy, I’ll send these to you later. Hope I don’t mix up your phone number with your wife’s. Just kidding, sweetie. *** Kyle why are you stopping? I was hoping to get a shot of your cum on Andy’s face. Oh. I get it: you’re going to fuck him now! OK. I’ve never seen a guy lick another man’s ass before. Andy, do you like Kyle’s tongue in your tight hole? From the expression on your face and your moaning, I guess so. My watch and engagement ring look so cute on you when you grip the pillow. Do they make you feel like a sissy? Uh-huh? Oh, Kyle stopped to get some lube. I guess he’s about to fuck you, sweetie. What? A condom? Kyle, do you have a rubber? No? Well, Andy what do you want to do? Hold my hand, sweetie, and look at me. I think you should just let it happen. Yes, I mean bareback. Don’t let the moment pass. You’ve wanted this for too long. Great decision. Go ahead, Kyle. *** No worries, sweetie. That was just his first try at penetration. Yes, Andy, Kyle is very big. I know it hurts at first. But you can do this for me. You want to, don’t you? Kyle, what should Andy do? Good. Sweetie, you heard that, right? Relax and breathe. Kyle is going to pump your cock, too as his dick pushes into you. Ooo! There it goes. I can see the head of his dick is in past your sphincter. How does that feel? It burns, huh? Very warm, too. Kinda nice. Or maybe even really nice. You like the fullness, don’t you? I thought so. I’m going to go around to Kyle’s side for some photographs. God, that’s incredible. Andy, it’s like your ass was made for Kyle’s cock. It’s incredible to see him slide so deep inside you Andy. He’s almost to the base of his cock. You’re going to love these photos. Aren’t you glad you decided to let him fuck you bareback, sweetie? I knew it. Kyle, I think he’s ready for you to go faster. Yes, that’s it. Andy, he’s really starting to pound your ass now. Don’t you feel like a little bitch? Isn’t this what you always dreamed of? Do you like it better this way, on your belly? Kyle’s weight on top of you. He’s so strong, so manly. Don't you love being so submissive to your partner? I think he’s getting close now. God, I just love the sound of his balls slapping against your ass! What a hot, sexy, sound! Fuck him, Kyle! Fuck him! Fill his cunt with your toxic seed. Oh, yes! Yes! That’s it! Can you feel that, Andy? Kyle just pozzed you. Can you feel the wetness? Don’t pull out Kyle. Let your seed impregnate him with little toxic babies. Andy wasn’t that perfect? Aren’t you happy that Kyle didn’t cover himself? That seemed like such a big load. I think you’re going to convert from just that one load. You guys probably need a little rest before you go again. I’m going to leave now, but why don't you stay together all night? Sweetie, you can give me back my ring and watch tomorrow. I can’t wait to tell my husband why I’m not wearing them. He always said he thought you were a faggot. Your wife? What about her? I know, Andy. But just text her and make an excuse. And then plan your next date with Kyle. You two make such a cute couple.

First Time I met Jim online, I don't quite recall the site now, but it was probably Adam4Adam or an AOL chatroom. Either way, we hit it off right away, conversation wise, enjoying much of the same activities, nudity and outdoors. At that time I was in my mid 20's, learning about my gay identity and what I was really in to and meeting Jim gave me a chance to ask any type of question I wanted. Of course by this time I had some sexual activities with men, but they were either very quick or book store adventures sucking cock. Jim was twice my age, in his upper 40's, and his experience and knowledge of what he liked led us on the same path of my discovery. Jim was lean, hairy chest, slightly shorter than I as I am 6'4", but he had an amazing cock. Jim's cock was 9" and uncut. This was my first experience of a man that was uncut and it was very exciting. Of course this started with pictures and lots of discussion of what Jim liked. Jim described himself as very 'oral' and a top guy if he fucked. I already l knew I leaned towards a bottom guy even though I hadn't declared that to Jim. One day Jim finally invited me out to his house, to see that beautiful cock. I jumped at the chance. I showered before heading out. When I arrive and Jim's house the door off of the kitchen was open and I knocked on the screen door. Jim called to me and said, "come on in Tim". As I walked into the kitchen, Jim was on the other side of the room standing against the counter. He was wearing a t-shirt and boxer shorts. Immediately what I noticed, and focused on, was Jim's semi hard cock behind those boxers and the massive amount of precum staining those boxer shorts. I had never seen anything like it, certainly in life, but in pictures on the internet. Jim was a very heavy precummer, and most of his boxers were almost transparent with precum. "Do you like, Tim?", Jim asked as he noticed was staring with lust and amazement. "Wow Jim, I have never seen a man leak so much precum", I replied. "It is so sexy". Jim reached down and lightly rubbed his cock through his wet boxers, "would you like to see more? We could go into the bedroom". I did hesitate, "yes please". Jim led me to his bedroom which had a nice big four poster bed. When we were both inside, we faced other and Jim started to take off his shirt and lower his boxers. I had to stand in awe as this fit, hairy, hung man revealed what I so desperately wanted to see. Jim was hung at 9" and uncut. His cock was hard and seemed to be sticky from all of the preum he had been leaking. I reached out and touched his shiny wet cock head. I let my finger run circles over it, and of course more yummy precum started to flow. "Please undress boy", Jim said. I wasted no time and kicked off my shoes, t-shirt, and lowered my shorts. I wasn't wearing any underwear and was now very hard myself. "Let's get on the bed", Jim said as he walked around the bed to the other side, cock bouncing the entire time. I reached out and stroked Jim's big cock, my hand immediately becoming wet with this precum. As I held his cock I moved in front of him and rubbed my ass against his body. I let go of his cock and leaned over the edge of the bed, reaching back to rub my now exposed ass. I didn't know if I wanted Jim to fuck me without a condom, if he wanted to fuck me, or if I could even take that big cock in my ass. Jim leaned over me, resting his body on my back. I felt his big cock between us, the wetness of his precum just above my ass and crack. I was letting lust and desire guide me now, I wanted him in me. As I was sure he wanted to fuck me, he was now grinding against my ass, as I gently pushed back into him, then all of a sudden Jim said, "I need you to suck my cock Tim", and stood up behind me. I was in bewilderment as I thought we were both heading towards Jim's big cock in me. I stood up as well. Jim climbed up on the bed and laid on his back. I climbed up on my side and laid next to Jim, somewhat on my side so I could see his body and cock. I reached out with my hand and started touching his cock, eventually wrapping my fingers around it and slowly stroking it. I was focused on nothing but that cock and sliding the skin back over his wet cock head. With each stroke up his shaft another drop of precum oozed out of his cock head and on to his pubes. It was just so sexy to see and be a part of. Jim looked at me in the eyes, "Tim suck my cock, I need to cum so bad". I didn't need to say anything, but slowly lowered my head and opened my mouth. First thing was to clean off that lovely cock head! Jim's precum continued to flow so I slid his skin back with my left and and took his cock head into my mouth. His cock tasted so good, the saltiness that was already present from all of his leaking. The thick cock head on Jim filled my mouth as I sucked and tried to make more of his shaft. Jim's left hand found my hair and was rubbing the back of my head, neck, and shoulders. As I sucked on Jim's gorgeous cock, more precum flowing into my mouth. I had to take gulps eventually to deal with his precum and my saliva. As I did this, I was slowly grinding my now hard cock on Jim's lower leg. My left hand was working going between Jim's shaft and his furry balls. I continued to moan as I sucked on his big cock and grinding my cock into his leg. Jim started some dirty talk now, telling me to suck his big cock, "you like that cock don't you boy?". I just moaned around his thick wet cock. I couldn't do anything else. "do you want my cum Tim, do you want me to empty my balls into your mouth?". Jim kept asking. I lifted my mouth a little of his cock and got out, "please cum in my mouth, give it to me sir". Jim was lifting his ass off the bed now, thrusting into my mouth. I was holding Jim's full balls when his own hand went to his shaft. I knew he was getting close. Jim's tummy was rising and falling rapidly now and his precum was flowing even more now, if that was possible. I knew I too was getting ready to cum just by grinding on Jim's leg. I moved my left hand from Jim's balls to my own cock so I could cum when he did. "are you ready boy? I am getting so close". Jim said in short breaths. "fuck, here it comes". Jim started to shoot in my mouth. As soon as the first jet hin my mouth, I knew there was going to be a lot so I pulled my had a little of his cock so I could take it all in. "swallow my cum boy! Fuck! Feels so good", Jim kept saying. This was all I could take, I immediately jacked my cock harder and was rewarded with my own orgasm, my cum flowing out between Jim and I. I had to start swallowing Jim's load and milked his cock to get the last bit of his cum load into my mouth. "Tim, you don't have to swallow my cum if you don't want to", Jim said. After I have finished swallowing I looked at Jim, "it was my pleasure sir. I love your cum and how much you have". Jim laughed, "well when you don't cum that often it does build up". We both laughed. "I see you had to cum too, glad you did Tim". "sorry for the sheets and mess Jim, I couldn't help it."., Lightly holding Jim's shrinking cock and admiring it. I said, "maybe someday you will fuck me with this gorgeous cock". Immediately Jim said, "let's get you cleaned up before you go, Tim". Jim moved to get off the bed. I felt bad all of a sudden, like maybe I had done something wrong. I didn't think I had, but wasn't sure. I too got off the bed and followed Jim into the bathroom, both of us wearing nothing but socks. I admired Jim's thinner, fit, body and that hanging cock of his as he got a washcloth warmed in some water from the sink. Very sexy to me. Jim handed me the washcloth, "just throw it on the counter when you are done Tim". And Jim moved back into the bedroom where I could see him putting on some new shorts. I thought to myself maybe this is his behavior after an orgasm, distant and in a rush to 'wrap things up'. I know that feeling sometimes so I didn't let it bother met. I knew at some point I would have to ask him about this, especially if this was to happen again. Meeting Jim Again After being with Jim at his house I decided to give it a few days before reaching out and starting up a conversation and possible connection again. Before I could reach out, Jim sent me an email saying how wonderful the other day was and how much he loved me sucking his cock, my sentiments exactly, but I didn't want him to know how eager I was to suck his cock again. Plus, I didn't want to be told to leave right away, I still wasn't sure about that scene. I waited as long as I could and then sent a reply. "Jim. I had a wonderful time with you too. I think your body and cock are so amazing and I loved tasting you and having your shoot your load in my mouth." I was getting hard now just emailing him. "I would love to taste you again, and maybe even more. Please let me know when you have time to get together again" I signed the email and sent it. I was so horny now thinking about his gorgeous cock and all of that precum. I was hoping to hear back from Jim soon. It didn't take long before I heard back. Jim suggested I come over tomorrow for a repeat performance. I agreed immediately. The next day I made the drive out to Jim's house. This time Jim was wearing jeans and a t-shirt. Jim gave me a big hug and I could tell he was aroused already. "Great to see you again Tim, I have thought a lot about you". As we parted, I said "same here Jim, I have thought a lot about you and your cock." Jim said, "good baby, I want to show you my cock". I just smiled, and Jim took my hand and let me to the bathroom, which was off his bedroom and had two entries. We entered via the hallway and Jim stopped, turned to face me and took off his t-shirt. as I stood there, Jim reached down and unbuttoned his jeans, he was not wearing underwear and he pulled his big cock out, which was growing very hard, very quickly. "suck my cock Tim, I have a big load for you", Jim said. Of course I wanted more, but couldn't help but indulge myself on his gorgeous cock. I quickly knelt and took his shaft in my hand. There we were, in Jim's bathroom. His jeans unbuttoned, opened, cock hard and me on my knees taking in that gorgeous big cock! Jim kept up the hot talk, which turned me on even more. "yeah suck that cock baby. I want to swallow my hot cum load". Yes, he was turning me on and I just kept going on his cock, swallowing his precum when I could, and moaning in response. I knew Jim was getting closer, his cock was so hard now and swelling. I had already started jacking my cock with my other free hand and wanted to cum when Jim did. Jim put his hand on my head, slighly pulling my head back a bit, then with his free hand wrapped it around his cock. "I am cumming, uuuuuummm. open your mouth for me baby". I opened my mouth wide, and put my tongue out. Jim had pulled his cock out enough that he could stroke his cock and and then he started cumming....I could feel each jet of his hot cum hit my tongue and the back of my throat. As soon as he shot twice I started cumming with him. I moaned loudly and shot my cum all over his leg and feet. "fuck yes boy, cum. take my cum in your mouth", Jim said while he continued to shoot. when he stopped shooting he eased back into my mouth. "swallow all of my load baby boy". I was swallowing and getting every bit of cum I could out of his balls and into my mouth. When there was no more cum, I took control of his shaft and gently cleaned the top of his cock. I finally let go and leaned back, letting his gorgeous softening cock fall free. I admired it so much. Jim leaned down and said, "thank you Tim, I needed to cum so bad". He then leaned in and kissed me, letting me taste his tongue and share the remnants of his hot load with him. When he broke free I looked down at his feet that had my cum dripping on them. "sorry about cumming on your feet Jim", I said and looked up at him. "oh, no worries at all, it was very hot!" Jim said. Jim helped me up, asking, "do you want to clean up before you go?". Immediately I knew I was being sent on my way, once again. "No thanks", is all I said and got organized enough to go. I started walking to the door, and let myself out as I heard Jim say, "great to see you". I looked back, "you too" I said and turned to leave. Puzzled by Jim After leaving Jim's place I was more puzzled than before and wasn't really sure where things stood between us. Yes, I absolutely loved sucking his cock, but I thought I let it known my interest was having him in me. I wondered if I should just wait the standard week for Jim to reach out or just throw my thoughts out there and realizing I might scare off this gorgeous man with a gorgeous cock. I just knew deep down I wouldn't be satisfied just sucking his cock all the time. Plus, how Jim ended things after our encounters was off putting to say the least. I typed out an email to Jim and fired it off. "Dear Jim, I hope you are doing well. I wasn't sure when I was going to hear from you again so I thought I should express some feelings I am having regarding us hooking up, getting together. First I should say I love your cock, sucking your cock, and your cum. I have really enjoyed this with you and believe you enjoy it too. However, there are two things that have been bugging me when and after we get together. As you already know, I consider myself to be more of a bottom and I thought last week I had shown you that by bending over your bed for you, but then again maybe it wasn't clear enough. I want your big cock in me so bad, I think you would be a perfect top man for me and could teach me how to be a great bottom. I am not very experienced in bottoming, but want to be and want you to teach me. The other thing is the way we depart when I visit you. It isn't really a departing, but rather you cumming and then showing me the door. While enjoying your cock I am fully into it, but after you it is another story. It seems you can't wait to get me out of your house. I just don't understand that. Like I said before, maybe this just ran it's course and I may not hear from you, but I really want to understand you. I hope to hear from you, Tim" and I hit sent. I waited for a few minutes, thinking of Jim's cock and how perfect I thought it was, but after time had gone by I realized Jim wasn't going to respond any time soon. So be it, time to move on. Before I left for work I checked one more time, nothing. When I got home from work I debated about checking my email but ultimately decided to check it and maybe jump on Adam4Adam. To my surprise, there was a response from Jim. "Dear Tim, please let me say I am sorry for my behavior both times, I honestly feel terrible and felt bad after you left both times. I truly was afraid if we interacted much I would want you to stay and then things might progress into something more, something more physical. I am so fucking turned on by you and afraid how things will get out of hand to easy with you. All of this is not good to say over email, you can't really see my reaction or feel my apology. Tim, I am sorry. If you would like to come out again, please do. Maybe Saturday? We can just sit and talk, there is something I need to tell you anyways, and I feel bad I have waited this long. please let me know if you can come. Jim" Wow, I wasn't quite sure what to say. On one hand I was very hesitant to run out to meet with Jim, I felt as thought I would end up sucking his cock and him kicking me out. I didn't want that again. On the other hand I wanted to hear what he had to say and let him explain his behavior. It took me about fifteen minutes to decide. I responded to Jim's email. "Jim, Thank you for your words. You really turn me on, but I need to feel as though I am not a receptacle for your cum load. I need to know why you always want me to get out of your house. I will be over Saturday around noon. See you then, Tim" I still wasn't sure if this was the right way to go with him, but I really wanted to know, and deep down Jim really turned me on. Weakness is my lust. Saturday arrived and I was actually nervous and excited to be heading to Jim's again today. I showered and cleaned out, not really thinking that this will lead to him fucking me, but out of caution for anything to happen. I dressed pretty casually; shorts, jock, tennis shoes, and a t-shirt. I would play with my cock on the drive out to Jim's, thinking back to his big wet cock and his cum loads that I loved. As I entered his drive way, I had settled down and the butterflies had come back to rest in my stomach. I didn't have to knock on the screen door, Jim was waiting for me and opened the screen door. "So good to see you Tim, thank you for coming out", he said while pulling me in for a hug. Jim was wearing loose fitting gym shorts, a dark green color, and a blue t-shirt. I hugged him back. This long hug lasted a little while, which felt great. "Please come in. I was sitting in the living room enjoying a glass of wine. Not sure if you are interested, but if you are just let me know". Because I was so nervous, I agreed to a glass of wine. Jim smiled and poured me a glass of red from a bottle he had open on the counter. He handed me the glass and asked me to follow him to the living room. Jim's glass was on the coffee table in front of a very nice, 'comfortable', couch. Jim sat at one end and I at the other. Jim faced me on the end cushion, pulling his legs up under him folded. As I sat down opposite him, I almost got to glimpse up his shorts and thought for a second I could see his soft uncut cock, but that must have been my imagination. I had taken my shoes off prior to sitting down so now I was able to get comfortable like he was. I reached my glass out to towards him, "cheers". Jim got his glass and clinked his glass to mine, "cheers Tim. Thank you so much for coming out to talk." Jim kept his glass in his hand and said, "Tim, I would love to kiss you right now, but I know I need to talk to you first". I just smiled. Jim continued, "Tim again I have to say I am sorry for my behavior when you were here last, the last two times. It was very rude of me, so I need you to know I am sorry. I hope you can forgive me." "I do forgive you Jim. What do you need to tell me?". Jim took a moment to gather his thoughts. "Tim, when you were here last week and we had gone into my bedroom. We got naked and before we got on the bed you managed to get in front of me, bent over my bed. I can't tell you what that did to me, and my cock. I was so turned on, obviously leaking like crazy, and I wanted to bend you over further and eat your ass, and slide my big cock into you. Sorry to be so blunt, but that is the truth". I didn't understand, that is what I wanted, and if he wanted it to...this wasn't making sense, and I told Jim so. "why didn't you?" Jim looked at me intently. "Tim I didn't try and fuck you because I am HIV positive. It was already bad enough I was leaking like crazy and the thought of my precum getting in your hole somehow, I just didn't want that to happen." I was now silent. This man, that I was lusting over so badly, was poz? What the fuck! My luck. "Jim, what in the fuck? You never mentioned that in our conversations nor in your profile online." I immediately saw Jim deflate a little and felt bad for that harsh reaction. I continued, "Sorry Jim. Truly I am not upset about you being poz, not at all. I just wish I had known, that you had told me from the beginning". "I know Tim, I am sorry. I wanted to tell you that first time you came out, but you were so hot and I was so horny, I needed to cum so bad. Honestly, when you bent over the bed, I almost gave in. My wet cock was laying in your crack, leaking above your ass. I know you wanted me to fuck you, or I think you wanted me to fuck you, but I didn't tell you and told myself I couldn't." I could now see Jim's cock beginning to show beneath those shorts and this embolden me to ask questions. "Jim, can I ask you something?" I said. "of course Tim, anything you want". I thought about how to ask, "are you on medication?" "Yes Tim, I have been for years now". I continued, "so doesn't that make the chance of me getting pozzed unlikely?". "yes, in a way. me being on meds makes it a lot harder for you to become infected, there is still that small chance, especially if we were to have raw sex on a frequent basis." Jim waited a minute to let me think about that, but continued, "don't get me wrong Tim, since I have become positive, I rarely have protected sex with condoms, but if you would feel more comfortable with that I would gladly do that." I sat in silence for a moment, thinking about Jim, sex with Jim, safe sex with Jim, and then raw sex with Jim. Then I looked at him, "Jim, thank you for saying that. really. For me, I think if we were to have safe sex, I probably wouldn't want to have sex. You turn me on very much, and your cock is amazing", I started blushing a little bit, "I want to feel you in me naturally, no condom". Jim smiled then said, "you are just so damn cute, and hot. Thank you Tim. If it happens we now won't worry about that". Jim drank the last bit of his wine, stood, and offered me a refill, "care for me to top you off", while reaching for my glass. I handed Jim my glass, but it was now that I noticed Jim's cock was certainly semi hard and I could make out a wet spot on his shorts. I was just staring. Jim noticed, "sorry Tim but you got me going with that last statement. When I start to get hard, hiding my dick is one thing, but my wet spots. not really that easy", and he laughed. "When you get back Jim, I have another question for you, I hope that is ok?". I said. "Of course Tim, anything you want to ask is ok with me." Jim trailed off, but added, "I want to share it all with you", and he winked at me. This started setting me off. Jim walked back into the kitchen, and he seemed harder in his shorts than he was just a minute ago. When Jim returned with two glasses his cock had softened a little, but his shorts were wet, wetter than they were. Jim handed me my glass and sat down on his side, facing me. "cheers Tim, here is to new found friendships and fun". We clinked glasses and Jim said, "ok Tim, what would you like to know?" Looking at Jim I asked, "do you really like fucking Jim? I mean I wasn't sure for a moment." Jim put his glass down and jumped up, "hold that question Tim. Would you mind if I get a little more comfortable?" "Of course not, take your time". Jim walked off quickly to the bedroom. I heard him opening things, and within in a few minutes Jim returned. As he walked past me he had a bare ass, with only a thin jock running between his ass cheeks. He had removed his shorts and put on a jock. Jim sat down again and grabbed his wine glass. I was checking out the front of his jock now. The jock he chose was made of mesh material and you could see all of Jim's big cock packed tightly in this material. "Ok, sorry, I feel much better now. My shorts were going to get wet and sticky, better to have some flow". He laughed. "What did you ask? Oh right, do I really like fucking? Simple answer is fuck yes I do". I took a sip of the wine, "ok, what do you like about it?" I could immediately see Jim's eyes glaze over and his cock started to get hard. "oh Tim, where to start? To me, there is nothing sexier than seeing my skin covered cock head resting on a wet tight hole, just before starting to push in. Fuck, I love that. I also love that feeling of my bare cock inside of a hot tight ass. Knowing that I am leaking more and more precum in him and seeing that on my cock as I pull out". Jim reached down with one hand and squeezed his now swollen cock through that mesh material. "damn I love it. You know that when I became poz I stopped having that type of hot sex with men, unless they were already poz, but on meds." Jim let go of his cock and looked at me. "Tim, what about you? You like to be fucked, right? How much experience do you have being fucked or have with raw sex?" Jim then caught me off guard, he put down his glass of wine and leaned over to my side of the couch, kissed me fully, and said "please make yourself comfortable too if you like". He then sat back down and got his glass of wine. I thought to myself, sure. I set my wine down then stood up and dropped by shorts so now both Jim and I were wearing jocks. Mine wasn't as sexy as Jim's, but it left my ass open and that felt great. "Thank you Jim, feel much more relaxed now". I said as I grabbed my wine, but purposely pulled both of my feet up on the couch in a way that my hole was slight exposed to Jim, although slightly covered by my jock. I saw Jim looking right at my hole for a second then he refocused on me. "so, to your question, absolutely I like being fucked. Since I started experimenting with men, mutual jack off sessions or sucking cock at a video theater, I knew I wanted to be fucked, that is where every fantasy or every porn viewing session ends, me wanting to the bottom of a total top man." As I had been talking, One of Jim's hands had dropped to his hard cock and slowly rubbed it through the mesh material. As he did that, I had subconsciously lowered one of my hands and rubbed my ass cheek right along my jock, in my crack. He was so hot to watch. Jim broke my focus, "that is hot Tim, thank you for sharing. And what about raw sex with a man? have you done that already, or have you always wanted to?" I was no looking at Jim again. Thinking back to a few of the men I have let fuck me. "Yes, I have certainly thought about it, and I have had a man in me raw, but he didn't cum in me." Jim quickly asked, "did you want him to?" All I could say, "yes". "Nice", Jim said. He pulled his jock aside and let his big dripping dick out. Even from my end of the couch I could see his cock leaking down his shaft, without him even stroking. Jim started to get up, "baby I need to get a towel for this leaking, be right back". He stood and walked past me into the bedroom/bathroom. While Jim was out I put my wine down, stood and removed my jock. Just felt much better to be free. I sat back down, grabbed my wine, and awaiting Jim's return. This time when Jim returned I could see his big hard dick bouncing in the air as he walked by, cloth in hand. I did have my feet up again so Jim would see my bare hole. Jim sat back down and that cloth in his hand. "damn leaking" and he laughed. Jim then noticed my hand down near my bare hole. "very glad you decided to get more comfortable. And I don't want to embarrass you at all Tim, but your bare hole looks so fucking sexy." I did blush a little, but thanked Jim. "so, this man, you wanted him to cum in you, did you know his status, Tim"? I paused a moment, then almost feeling bad about my decision back then. "I did not know his status. it was just very in the moment and the chemistry was right". Jim nodded in understand, "I have been there, I know Tim." While nodding his understanding, Jim was still patting his cock head dry, as he was still leaking. "Jim, you precum so much, do you ever use lube?" "Sometimes I do Tim, it just depends on the situation. My precum is very slick and is a great natural lube. Wanna see?" I had already felt Jim's precum, and tasted it, and began to mention this, but Jim had already gotten up, leaving his cloth behind, and knelt before me. He took his leaking cock in one hand and stroked it a few long hard strokes with a huge amount of precum on his index finger. I thought Jim was going to let me touch it again, but he said "not with your fingers Tim". He reached for my open ass with that same index finger and looked at me, "spread your ass for me Tim". In a little shock, with my one hand, I spread my ass cheek apart, exposing my hole. Jim reached down and starting rubbing his precum soaked finger all over my tight hot hole. It felt absolutely amazing. "See? It is pretty good lube, but if a guy only leaks a little bit it can just become more sticky after some fucking", Jim said as he pulled his finger back and sat back down. I was still in shock, I watched Jim sit back down, cock still rock hard and leaking. I asked him, "Can I try a little more?" as I got up to went to him. I grabbed his big cock and stroked it two or three times, really getting a good about on my fingers. I sat back down across from Jim and spread my legs wider. Watching him, I inserted my fingers, covered with his precum, into my tight hole. I started moaning and sliding my fingers in and out. Jim rose off the couch and reached for my hand, "I need to fuck you Tim, do you want that too?" "Yes baby, please fuck me now!" I took Jim's hand and he led me to the bedroom. I still felt a little wetness around my hole and couldn't wait for me! "Tim, bend over the bed like you did that day". I smiled and bent over the bed, just as I did that day I tried to let Jim know I was interested in him fucking me. Jim knelt, spread my ass apart, and drove his tongue into me! I immediately squirmed.with pleasure. Jim took hold of my ass cheeks and spread me open further so he could shove his face in my ass. I was moaning, "fuck that feels good Jim. I need you to fuck me, please". My cock was hard and leaking on Jim's bed. after a few minutes of Jim assaulting my hole with his tongue, He gave my crack one long lick and then stood up. "Tim, turn around and look at my hard cock drip. I am going to fuck you with this cock. Do you want me?" Jim's cock was so hard, and leaking down his shaft. "Yes please baby". I jumped up on the bed, on my back, and pulled my legs up so Jim knew I wanted him NOW. Jim started running his fingers through my crack across my wet hole. He then grabbed his cock and started squeezing out gobs of precum. Each time taking the sweet natural lube and rubbing it up and down, over my hole, and inside of me. This went on for half a minute or more until Jim said, "there Tim, I think you are ready". With his cock in one hand, and the other hand spreading my ass cheeks apart, Jim eased his wet cock head right to my ring. "Your ass looks so good and tight baby boy, push out a little for me baby", Jim said. I started to push out a little bit while staring at Jim's face. Jim was looking down at his cock head slowly entering my hole. My mouth dropped open as I felt his cock head finally open me up and push through. That first pop of a nice cock entering you, it felt amazing and the look on Jim's face confirmed that he was feeling the same sensations on his cock. Jim started rocking his his body in and out gently, letting my hole get used to his cock. With each slide forward Jim entered me a little more. His hand had moved from his cock to my leg, and now he was holding both of my legs up while rocking his cock in and out. I could really feel my ass getting wetter and wetter with each thrust of Jim's cock. He was leaking a tremendous amount of precum in my neg ass and I was loving it. "Fuck Jim, I love your precum", I moaned Jim looked at me and smiled, hands holding up my legs, and then pushed in the remaining inches until I could look down and see his pubes pushed against my balls. I was so full of this perfect man! Jim let go of my legs and leaned down so his face was above my face. I wrapped my legs around his waist to keep him in me. Looking me in the eyes, Jim said, "I am so deep in you Tim, and leaking so much. do you like it?" whispering to him I said, "yes Jim, I love your cock and precum". Jim ground a little deeper into me, kissed me and then said, "it is my poz precum Tim, is that ok?" "yes!", I said. Looking into his eyes I continued, "please give me all of your juice baby" and kissed him back harder. Jim growled a little broke the kiss. He raised up, as I released my leg grip on him, took my legs and put them over his shoulders, and started pulling his cock out of me. Then he pushed back in. Tim built up a nice rythm to this, going a little faster with each thrust in me. I looked down at my own cock, I was so hard and leaking a little puddle above my pubes. I loved the way this man fucked. Jim saw me looking at my cock leaking and pulled his cock all the way out of my ass and laid it next to my cock, he was still leaking, next to my puddle. "Our cocks look so good together Tim". I was now touching Jim's big, uncut cock. "Jim, I fucking love your big cock and how much you leak. damn you are sexy." I looked up at him while running my fingers through his precum mess. "baby, my ass is so empty, please fill me again". "Tim, once I am back in your ass, I am not pulling out until I fall out. Are you ok with that?". "fuck yes baby, please cum in me". Jim took some of his precum from the tip of his cock, and inserted a covered finger in my mouth. As I sucked on his finger, Jim said, "fuck yes boy, I need to cum in you so bad". Jim took his finger out of my mouth, grabbed his cock and lined it up with my loosened hole. He worked his cockhead back in past my ass ring then looked up at me as he sank all nine inches of that gorgeous cock into me. My head fell back as I took all of him. Once he stopped, I felt he was buried in me. "get ready Tim, time to let go". Jim then pulled all the way out and shoved back in slowly. He started picking up his pace. With one hand he reached down and grabbed my cock, stroking me at the same pace he was now fucking me. His pace just kept picking up and soon Jim was pulling all the way out and slamming back into me. Then he slowed down again, looked at me and asked, "ready for my cum load Tim?". "yes baby, fuck me, cum deep in me, give me your hot poz cum". That was all it took. Jim slid all the way into me and jacked my cock hard. "I am cumming boy" and I felt his cock swell inside of me and oh fuck, I felt the shot of his hot cum deep in me. that was all my cock needed, I started exploding all over my stomach at the same time. As I was cumming, Jim bent down to my face again, speaking to me softly. "feel my cum baby boy? I am breeding you as I should do all the time". I couldn't agree more. I looked into Jim's eyes, "please fuck me again Jim. I want to go home with two of your hot loads in me". Jim kissed me deep as he slowly slid out of my now seeded hole. Later that night, with me riding him, Jim gave me another of his hot loads deep in my ass. Epilogue: Jim and I continued to hand out and fuck throughout the summer. After roughly two and a half months Jim finally made me like him. I spent a week at Jim's house, with him helping me and taking care of me, and seeding me whenever I could do that for him. We had a lot of fun after the summer until later that year when Jim had to move for work. It was a tough decision to let Jim go, but it wasn't a good time for me to leave. We stayed connected for a long time, even after Jim found a great bottom man. I will always remember Jim, and even got his initials and a plus sign, tattooed on my ass cheek "JS+ 2012"

Yes My teammate on swimming team in high school We were both 15 at time He fucked me bareback and came in my ass

I've realized I'm not into watersports. I did it with my ex (giving and receiving urine in mouth and body) but I'm not into it - that's not an experience I look for. Does it happen to urinate in the shower for my current guy and I? We don't complain but we don't "sexualize" the act. Not to speak about solid body discards - be it poo or be it puke- it's even more disgusting! Besides that I'm not into chems. Or, even worse, the idea of someone filming me having sex, turns me off and makes me run instantly - I admit, it's due to my profession, I've seen too many sextorsions and revenge porn, I don't find it intriguing at all! For the rest, my body and tongue have no exploration limits. Forgot to mention that I don't enjoy much licking a hairy ass or armpits, we both shave those body areas. Going beyond my body, I don't enjoy sexual experiences with complete strangers - just bend over and receive, or uncover your penis and give.

So many young guys get educated when going off to college.

Was horny again and was looking for guys on the apps. Quite early this builder guy messaged me needing to dump his load. Of course I could refuse. He wanted me blindfolded on the bed ass up. I obliged. He came in fucked, dumped his load and left. Not long after a regular fuck buddy of mine messaged me that he’s horny. He came over and fucked me good. He’s a heavy cummer s and the cum was already running out of my hole. He usually fucks me twice but I didn’t have enough time. At lunch I messaged this Latino guy on Romeo he was down to fuck my cummy hole. At the same time I was messaging another regular who loves fucking me preloaded. After the Latino came and dumped his load I went to my regular. He was already hard when I got there. He fucked me and licked my hole. When he dumped his load and pulled out there was a big puddle of cum on the floor.

This. It’s almost always other bits of my body that tire first, usually knees, or if I’m face down arse up on a fuck bench, then it’s my inner thighs from keeping my legs spread wide to give the top full uninhibited access (same when I’m on my back). But as long as I keep moving round and changing position, I can keep going for hours. I guess my arse has just got used to being abused over the years- sure, there are occasions when a long rough pounding from a super hung guy will still wear it out, but it’s pretty plastic these days, and seems to recover quite quickly. Fuck-wise, I reckon I must have approached triple digits on one day at Folsom in Berlin recently, but I was good to go again the following day.

Mine too, makes me wanna go down the same path.

My favorite plots. From hetero to gay, then from gay to poz! And after that, from poz to gifter takes just a short while!

I have to say my experience is that guys seems to love a sloppy hole! I recently started taking a fist and my tops say my cunt feels much more sloppy, used and slutty. They can take their time and I can grab their dick with my ass muscles when they need it. I think they love the idea they are using a sloppy slags well used cunt! Just saying! 😈😈😈

Not found a point I get sore and need to stop yet. Possibly years of practice has helped? What I find to be the issue is what position I’m in, if I’m standing with bent legs not being supported by anything it’s the legs that ache and make me stop for a bit not my ass getting sore. However if I’m bent over something or in a sling then it’s a case of ‘em line up!!

Had an exgf get an HIV scare and I was still reassuring her she'll be fine but needs to be proactive and get tested, fuck I was so turned on by it, I wanted to her her break down with the "bad" news and be there for her as a supportive BF and let her knew I'm committed to her and "our" disease. Sadly no such luck.

Today, my latest. I was sitting by a hotel pool getting some sun and kinda snoozing. I got hot and took a dip. I had on a cute tiny thong bottom, my usual swim attire. I had been in the water cooling off when a kinda thug looking guy, tatted and tough looking came through the pool gate and sat right where my towel was. He straight up told me I had a cute ass and asked me if my hair was real, which it is, lol. We chatted a bit and despite his rough demeanor he seemed nice. He was working a job for construction nearby it turns out. I was kinda horny and started to pull and tweak my nipples casually while chatting and I could see him squirm in his chair due to his developing hard on., as he watched me play with my pierced nipples. I could not take it any longer and took a huff of poppers just to get over my shyness. He saw me huff the poppers and asked me what they were and by then I was in the middle of the hit and I think I told him something like they were to relax my backdoor. He stood up and took my towel and said to me, you get out (of the pool) asd come to my room. I stepped up the ladder and he took my ass cheek in hand and shoved his fingers up me and slipped my towel around me and gathered my bag. His room adjoined the pool so it was a short walk. I hit my poppers again, he fingers still up me as we walked, and when we got to his porch he said to have a seat and he would be right back. He came back with a joint and we smoked it, mostly me and he gave me a beer and I drank that, deep throating the bottle. I opened my mouth and let my tongue drop out to let him know I was ready and huffed the poppers again and then sitting there he stood in front of me and pulled his jeans down. His hardon was huge and purple and I opened my mouth wide for him to use. Several pumps and I felt warm cum running down my chin. I licked him clean, kinda disappointed he went so fast when I tried to stand up he told me we are not done. He took me inside and pushed me down on the bed and told me to kneel on the bed and then he pushed my head into the pillow and I felt his hands push my thighs wider to spread me. I felt him spit on my hole and then the constant and increasing pressure of a cock wanting in. I hit my poppers agai and I felt him go in. I heard him groan and not sure what I did other than say something like OMG and f-- me sir. Which he pounded me silly then for multiple times.

I drove an hour and half to Philly for the bathhouse and got four loads by hot daddys- three black and one white. I love that sling room. I then fucked this jock that was a great whore. Came twice.

My hungry ass. God I need a big cock deep inside it

Chapter 5 – Plugs, Bumps, and More Toys Chapters 1 through 4 describe my initial meeting with Jeff and the dinner that led to an intense fisting session. We’ve been partying, and he just dumped his load in me while his hand was inside me. Now, we’re taking a break, laying on the bed, cuddling, and making out. “Damn, that was intense!” “It sure was. We have great chemistry.” I reached down to finger Jeff’s hole and was reminded of the plug he had inside him. The Gape Keeper had been in him the whole time he was fisting me and must have felt amazing in his ass when he fucked me. This made him realize that my ass was empty. He walked over to where all the toys were and picked up The Post, a new toy that I had just recently gotten. In fact, I hadn’t done more than a quick ride when it came in. He lubed it up and walked over to the bed. “Legs up”, he commanded. I moved to the edge of the bed and lifted my legs, exposing my happy hole. Jeff fingered it before trying to insert the plug. This one is thick from the start, and he had difficulty getting it in. Instead, he put the plug on the floor, and I sat on it. It really is a big stretch from the start, but once it’s in, it is not going anywhere! Of course, Jeff had to check to ensure the plug was well seated, and he moved it around inside me. As we lay on the bed feeling each other up, we talked some more about what we were into with another hot guy. There wasn’t much that at least one of us hadn’t explored, so we were confident that we were both open to suggestions. We were drinking some sports drinks to rehydrate. I told Jeff that I usually get T dick, which meant that it would be unlikely that I would breed him tonight. He looked at me and said, “Cum isn’t the only thing you can load me up with.” Hmm, maybe some piss play was in the offing. After some recovery time, Jeff pulled out his own bag of T and recommended bootie bumps for us. We needed to extract the plugs to do that, and I volunteered to bump Jeff first. Now, he scooted to the edge of the bed and lifted his legs. The Gape Keeper had been in there a while, and the X Lube had dried out a bit, so I sprayed it with a little water. I always keep a spray bottle with water in it for this type of situation, and it served well in this case. The extra water rehydrated the lube and let the toy move freely around his hole. Of course, I did spend some time just playing with the toy while it was in his ass. But then, I pulled it out so that I could booty bump his sweet hole. It looked so beautiful, gaping open with all the hair around it matted down with lube. I slid a few fingers in to prep him for the bump, then picked up the bag to find a good one for him. “I’ll slide this in, then put the plug back in your ass, OK?” Jeff nodded, so I used two fingers to slip a good-sized shard into his ass. I spent a bit of time moving around inside him to distribute any powder that might be on my fingers. Then, I pushed the plug back in. “I already feel the burn! Now, it’s your turn.” The plug in my ass was still well-lubed, but Jeff needed to tug pretty hard to get it out. The design of this one has a nice ridge on it, and my hole needed to expand to let it out. Once it was out, he played a little bit, then inserted a shard and then the plug. Now, plugged and bumped, we started to make out. A booty bump makes me even more ass focused than usual, but we needed to give those shards some time to melt. What better way to wait than by shoving our tongues down each other’s throats? Damn, Jeff is a great kisser. He had the right mix of tongue and lip play, getting me really horned up. At one point, he grabbed the pipe, melted some crystals down, and took in a huge cloud. Then, he lowered his lips over mine, and we shared the smoke back and forth. My head was spinning from the T and the sensuality of it all. Jeff looked at me and said, “I want something bigger in my ass.” He didn’t need to ask twice. We walked over to the sling, still with the plugs in our asses. I asked if he wanted my hand or a toy, and he wanted to start with a toy. He liked the feel of the Gape Keeper, and so he selected a Mare Maker from Topped Toys as the replacement. While it is only a little bit bigger, the added depth makes it an amazing ride. Jeff got himself situated in the sling while I lubed up the toy. This one is smooth, with a seriously thick middle section. They have one more that is larger than mine, but this toy is another wild stretch. Once it was ready, I sat on the stool to prepare to insert it. Of course, that meant that the Gape Keeper needed to come out. I was merciless this time and just pulled it out quickly. I knew Jeff’s hole could take it since it was still well-lubed from when I inserted it after the bump. Even though he grunted when I did it, his smile told me he enjoyed it. I dropped the Gape Keeper and lined the Mare Maker to his hole. Then, I started to push. The initial entry was easy since his ass was open and well-lubricated. Then, he realized how wide the toy was and held up a hand for me to slow down. I stopped, and Jeff picked up the poppers. He took a deep hit in each nostril, holding the second one in. I waited until he nodded at me with unfocused eyes, and then I pushed some more. The poppers had relaxed his hole enough that the rest of the toy slid right in. This beast is almost 12’ around, and his ass swallowed it like it was a finger. So fucking hot! I let the toy rest in his ass, just tapping on the base to send some shivers up his ass. He needed some time to get used to having this inside him before I was going to pull it out. Once I knew he was ready, I started to pull it back. I wasn’t going to take it very far back this time, but I wanted to work his ass over with the dildo. He was moaning and flexing his ass, letting me know he was enjoying my ministrations. It was sexy to see his hairy hole expanded around the toy and to watch those hairs move through the lube as I moved the toy. Eventually, I moved to longer strokes, pulling the toy almost all the way out before sinking it into his ass again. Jeff was moaning in pleasure as I showed his ass no mercy. The Mare Maker was living up to its name and turning his hole into a fantastic gape. Jeff told me he wanted to do some poppers and then have me really work his ass over with the toy. I kept it deep in him while he hit the brown bottle, and once he was ready, I pulled it all the way out. Then, I shoved it all the way in. I repeated the full removal and deep insertion several times, knowing that the feelings would be intense. They’d be multiplied by the poppers, and the T. Jeff had his head thrown back in the sling and was fully submitting his ass to my handiwork. It was another amazingly sexy and sensual moment between us. After this, Jeff wanted to play in my ass. Of course, I was OK with that. He asked if I had any butt plugs that were larger than the Gape Keeper he had used earlier. The one he used before was the 75, so I got up to grab the 100 version. This meant an increased circumference from 7.5’ to a full 10”. I lubed it up, checking in with him if this was an OK size. He nodded lustily, and I got ready to insert it. Jeff was holding the Mare Maker in his ass, making some smaller motions with it. I moved his hand away and started to pull it out. To make things interesting, I started with a slow extraction but pulled it out quickly once it was over the thickest part. I dropped it on the floor and shoved in the larger Gape Keeper. Jeff took it easily. I gave him a moment of rest in the sling before helping him out and jumping in myself. Jeff asked if I wanted a fist or a toy. Like him, I went for a toy. This time, I had him grab the Hankey’s Dog dildo. I love taking the knot in my ass, and I knew that Jeff would enjoy fucking me with it. He got it lubed and ready. The movements to get into the sling moved The Post around in my ass. It’s not long, but that is a seriously wide fucker. When we were ready, Jeff moved it around a bit and realized that he needed to rehydrate the lube. He sprayed some water from the bottle nearby and twisted the toy around in my ass to get the newly wetted lube better distributed. Once convinced that it was slippery enough, he yanked it out of my hole. The ridge audibly popped out of my ass. He put it down and got the Dog ready to enter. Jeff quickly got the dildo inserted in up to the knot. This is the large size, so the knot takes it from 8” to almost 12”. I held up my hand when I felt the knot at my hole. Whether I needed them or not, doing some poppers before swallowing the knot would be fun, so I picked them up and did two healthy snorts from the bottle. Then I nodded at Jeff, and he applied pressure to force my ass to open for the knot. Between the poppers and the T, my ass opened, and the knot easily passed into my ass. I was in that wonderful popper fog when all you see is a glowing eye, and your brain is aflame with need. I pushed down with my ass to take it even deeper and soon felt the base resting on my hole. “Fuuuuck,” muttered Jeff, seeing me take the whole toy. He let me get accustomed to it, making minor motions and tapping the base. The knot on this dildo rests right at my prostate, so those taps were creating seismic sensations. Then, he started to turn the toy in my ass. The knot is not even around the toy. It basically creates an area with greater width than the rest of the dildo, so rotating it lets the knot travel all over my inner canal. Even as the poppers were wearing off, I was bucking around as he worked my ass. Then, I felt the signs of a coming orgasm. Jeff must have sensed this because he increased the urgency of his actions. He added in some small in-and-out motions, and my cock started to spew out its load of cum. My entire body was shaking with the feelings, and I clamped down harder on the toy, making the orgasm even more intense. Jeff waited until I had returned to my senses after cumming. Then he drove the dildo home and stood up, still holding the toy deep inside me. He leaned over to clean up the cum that was on my hairy belly and in my bush. His tongue felt magnificent as he hoovered up the cum and licked all around my cock. I knew I was spent after that, so Jeff removed the toy and replaced it with The Post. He helped me out of the sling, and we stumbled over to the bed. We cuddled and fondled there for a while, then I suggested we try to get some sleep. We removed the plugs and moved to my king-sized bed to take a rest. We didn’t need all the space since we fell asleep wrapped in each other’s arms.

My guess is you need to have trains ran on your ass more often. I think your hole will build up some toughness as you take more cock more often. It was sort of like that with my mouth, except for me it was fatigue. After a few cocks in a row, or a longer blowjob, my mouth would get so tired, I would lose some suction. I've been sucking so much cock the last three years, I've built up the strength of my cocksucking mouth so I have much less trouble with that now.

To be a rubber doll kept in a steel cage in someone's basement.

“Wait,” I moaned. I was hesitant but I didn’t catch myself refusing as someone pressed a bottle of poppers under my nose for me to huff back on. I was suddenly beginning to regret giving Mac head in front of them, or even staying there after arriving after realizing he’d invited friends or was parting. I’d anticipated a rough, sloppy fuck with Mac, but instead I was feeling woozy, high, and suddenly rushed. “Wait, what? You said you wanted to get pigraped,” Mac said, handing me the blunt as I wiped spit from my jaw. The other men eagerly undressed and the table with all the party supplies was pulled back. Someone smeared lube in the crack of my ass and roughly shoved a finger in. The lights were even lower now and I couldn’t make out who was who, save for Mike and Mac who were the biggest of them. Someone put their dicks to my lips but I was reaching for my beer, and it was given to me to quickly take a gulp and then I was pulled back again, Mike’s hard black dick being shoved down into my throat. I gagged and choked. Mac was fingering my ass as the other men helped to hold my legs up, hold facing off the edge of the couch. I felt his fingers come out and then one go back in and scratch around. The sensation burned and I moaned and tried to pull back but my hands were grabbed and I was pinned back, Mike laughing and cursing as he fucked my throat. “Yeah, slut, suck that dirty dick. Give him another bump and split his shit open.” Mike issued as my mouth ached trying to stretch around his humongous dick. I could barely fit half of it down into my throat, but as his words registered I began to freak out and try pull away. The grip around my wrists tightened and I realized it was Mike holding my leg as I opened my eyes. Mac looked angry as he reached behind him and then shoved his finger back into my ass. Burning again. “You said you wanted to get pigraped – what’s wrong? Stupid bitch…I told you to be careful what you wish for,” Mac said, attitude no longer playful. With that he grabbed his dick, stroked it down twice and shoved it head first into my hole, ripping me open and slamming it all the way in. My asshole felt like a rubber band, and I could have sworn I felt it snap and send a hollow feeling through me. Mike quickly yanked his dick out of my throat so I wouldn’t bite and covered my mouth as I screamed a shrill pitch. Voices laughed and cheered him on. Fuck that stupid hoe. Tear his shit up. He ain’t goin no where, I dropped some G in his beer – give this bitch his first dirty nut. Tears filled my eyes as Mike looked down at me, still covering my mouth as he stood chuckling like a parent often does at a child. G? Wasn't that the daterape drug? I wasn't sure. I wasn't even sure if I was feeling the effects of it or not. I was still in angst waiting, thinking the bump was going to make me hallucinate or something. My asshole was still on fire, feeling Mac’s thick dick plunge back and forth inside of me, yanking my asshole and guts back and forth. The pain and pressure pressed upward into my stomach and finally began to dull after a few moments. The two recording it on their camera phone came in close as Mac began to grunt and curse me and call me a nasty pig bitch. “You’re hole is gonna be ruined when I’m done with you bitch. This shit’s gonna be all nasty and open and full of poz nut. Everyone’s gonna know you’re a whore.” Someone laughed and someone grunted. My eyes went wide with fear as Mac sped up with his thrust and Mike tightened his grip. “Give it to him! Knock that pussy up.” Mac growled and planted his dick as deep inside of me as he could and I could feel his nutt spurting up inside of my ripped open guts. I was high now, and tired, thankful that the painful thrusts were over for the moment, but I trembled as I lay pinned back on the couch. Was he really HIV Positive? Mac laughed. “You’re a pig now, bitch. For life.” I tried to growl something from underneath Mike’s hand, but it came out muffled. Then he removed it. “What’s wrong?” “I told you to wait… You didn’t tell me you were poz.” “You didn’t ask. You said you wanted to be pigraped. Shut the fuck up, bleed, and take some nut. You wanted to be a stupid faggot for niggas you didn’t know.” Someone else moved in Mac’s place and began rubbing his dick over my aching hole, smearing the blood and the cum all over the head of his dick. “Stop. Please. For real,” I tried to say but they pinned me back again and laughed. “Breed this bitch so I can wreck this bitch and fist all that dirty nut in him till he rosebuds.” A rag doused in Maximum impact was put over my mouth and mymind went numb as the next guy plowed my hole. By the time I came to, they were already switching up. I’d been bred again. Mike laughed and flopped his humungous dick over my crotch. “You gonna need another bump for this dick bitch. But you gonna take it.” I squirmed. His dick had to be at least 12 inches long and THICK as a beer can. I didn’t want my hole to be ruined by him roughly plowing me like a dirty whore. Secretly, I think I hoped he’d come to my rescue and sweep me off to the bedroom, but he wouldn’t. Instead he quickly forced another bump up my ass and used his two fingers to rub it into my swollen bleeding tissues. Then someone gave put the poppers under my nose and I hit it for what seemed like forever. Finally, as Mike stroked his dick back to length at my hole, they pulled the bottle away and let my head zoom as he pushed forth inside of me. “Oh!” I howled. “Yeah bitch. Let Daddy wreck that pussy. You gon keep giving this shit up.” “He wasn’t as rough as Mac was. Instead he moved forward slowly, buring himself as deep as he could inside of me, making me take all of it into my second hold before pulling out and thrusting back in. I moaned and groaned and finally he readjusted himself and began slamming my hole with that dick. I screamed out and cried. “Wait! Stop!” “Shut the fuck up pig. Hold him in place.” I was helpless as they continued to rape me. My mind was flying with the drugs and I was suddenly fading in and out. The beer. They must have put something in the beer. But I knew that, didn't I? Thinking about it, I spaced out. When I came to, I was in the bedroom on my back, having my face pissed on while Mike continued to terrorize my insides with his giant dick. “Nasty bitch. Take this nutt.” Mike grunted as he shoved himself deep and quaked as his dick released another heavy nutt inside of me. “That’s like 15 nuts now Mac,” someone laughed. Mike quickly removed himself to take another hit of the pipe and get a drink and Mac sat on the bed between my legs and began to smear Crisco all over my hole as he puffed smoke out from a lit cigar. His face looked like a growling bears as his brows bent and the clouds gathered around his barely shaven, bearish face. “No,” I said. I’d didn't wanted to be fisted. The thought disgusted me. I didn’t want to be so loose and open that no one would be satisfied with me, or want to do anything other than fuck me like a hoe. And I definitely didn’t want to end up with a rosebud or with my insides poking out like most fisting bottoms. But more poppers were brought to me and hands gripped me down. Mac laughed and flicked his car carelessly, leaving ass falling onto my greasy hole. “No means yes when a pig is getting raped,” he said. “I’m gonna make sure you’re hole is ruined bitch.” Four fingers went in with ease. I moaned out and he spit on me. “Shut the fuck up. You ain’t goin no where. You better lie there and take it so I don’t have to punch this shit open and send you to a hospital.” I wanted to cry, but instead I relaxed as he slipped his fifth digit in and bean to slowly work my hole. More poppers were given to me as I moaned loudly, and then finally, hands gripped me tightly and I could feel himself forcing his way in. I screamed out. Someone covered my mouth and cheered him on. “It’s almost in. Almost in… Almost.” POP! I felt my hold close up around his wrist, burning, aching, like my torso was being split in half. I huffed on my own breaths and choked as I cried. They laughed. “Work that shit open. Fuck this nasty bitch. Wreck that hole.” I could feel his hand turning inside of me, pressing back and forth against my insides, looking for the next opening, and then he pulled back and I grunted and growled in pain and anguish. “Yeah bitch! Open that pussy up. Push that shit out.” I pushed out and his hand started to move back out of me. Before it came out he pushed it back in though. I thought it was going to kill me. “Mmm…somebody get another bump. And give him the pipe, he’s gonna need a hit,” Mac ordered, slowly pushing his hand in and out of my sphincter, stretching it out. “Oh my god,” I managed to cry from beneath the hand over my mouth. Mac laughed as he pulled his hand out and another bump when in me. Someone put a glass pipe to my lips and told me to inhale. I did, and then I laid back feeling my dick get hard for some shaming reason. “Look at his dick gettin’ hard. You nasty, dirty ass faggot. You deserve every disease you get and every dude that rapes you,” Mac said, slapping me and then spitting on me. His hand went back to my hole and shoved up inside of me roughly. I screeched. He laughed. They held me down and started to shove poppers at my nose and dick down my throat again while Mac continued fisting my hole out. Mike came back in and sat at the head of the bed where I was being fed more dirty, sweaty dick. “Yeah, Mikey think’s he likes it. When Big Mac gets done, that hole is gonna be OPEN! You're gonna have a big ass, sick rosebud, bitch. Ain’t nobody gonna want you so you might as well keep giving it to us. We gonna pimp you party bitch. And when Mac's finished, I’m getting both my big ass hands in that lil pussy and then we got more dick on the way. Oh yeah, we got at least 5 other guys on the way now and like 30 more to call.” They laughed as I went limp and felt my holes opening wide. I have no idea how many guys raped my raw ass. I want to say 22, but I was too fucked up to be sure. When they finished I found myself gathering my senses as quickly as possible, ready to go home and hide. The mattress in the bedroom was a greasy mess of cum, crisco, lube, piss, a rather large blood stain, and even shit. I had shit on my face too, but couldn't remember everything. I was almost half asleep on the ride home in the truck with Mac, and after hiding in my room and avoiding anymore contact with with him for over a week, I got an email. It was short. "I told you a lot of bitches regret asking to be pigraped. Call me when you can't nobody else to fuck that nasty pussy now. If you test Poz, that hole belongs to me bitch. If you test Poz for HIV and Hep, it's my man Mike's, but we'll all still dump in that hole anytime..."

Hi everyone, so Ive been bottoming since I was 17 however about a third of the times it has ended in mess or bad irritation on my hole. I was wondering if there's anyone here that has IBS or any stomach issues and is still able to be a happy cum dump or fisting bottom? Any tips on diet, supplements, timing of meals before play, and general experience is gladly accepted, thankyou.

I’d been blowing clouds with a daddy I would hook up with. He would have me come over and there would be a pipe loaded and ready for me when I arrived. “Sit, hit this until you finish it.” He’d say. And for the next twenty to thirty minutes I’d watch porn as I hit the pipe. When I was done, he’d fill it again. “Ok, lemme know when this is done.” And so I’d continue. By the time I was done I’d be flying and he’d be ready. He’d fill it again, move to the bed and take his clothes off. “Get between my legs and suck my meat, boy.” He nonchalantly order. And I’d take my clothes off, leaving on my jock, and I’d begin to suck he thick daddy dick. He was southern, white trashy / redneck sort of guy. Nice enough, with a great cock between his legs. I’d suck his dick for hours, and he’d feed me the pipe. He loved getting me higher and higher and having my spun mouth work over his dick. At some point in the night, after hours of me nursing his meat, he’d tell me to grease up my hole, turn around and sit down on his dick. And I would gladly oblige. One night, about midway into the session he received a text. And then sent another, and received another. “Hey, I need to go get some more shit. I have a friend staying in the other room. You are going to entertain him until I get back. Go over, knock on the door and he’ll let you in. When I get back, you can continue. Without hesitating I stood up and walked out of the room. I knocked on the door, it slid open, dark except the glow of a cell phone on a nightstand. And I walked in. A figure, taller than me, muscular, quietly said “Hey there.” and shut the door behind me. I moved toward the bed and he followed. He was naked and hard. “Is your hole open yet?” He asked. “Haven’t been fucked today yet” I responded. He reached over and lubed up his finger. “Lay down.” He told me. I laid on the bed and he guided my legs in the air. Lubing my ass and pushing in with his finger. “Not too tight. Good.” He pushed me further back and climbed on top of me. He handed me a bottle of poppers. “Hit these deep a few times, let me know when you are done with them.” He said. I hit them deep and hard, and immediately my skin and head buzzed and I felt light as a feather. I could feel him lubing up my hole more, and then he pushed my legs all the way back by my ears and placed a pillow under my ass. Then I felt his cock head on my hole and it pressed in. My hole was eager and I just wanted it to be filled with something big and thick. I still couldn’t make out his face really, but his body was firm, long and muscular. His dick with thick and just long enough. He slid all the way in. And I started to move a little for position. He grabbed my neck and said, “Do not move. Your job is to lay there, silently and take it. You move and I stop. You make a sound and I stop. If you need poppers, just tough your nose. Otherwise don’t move. Got it?” I was so turned on. “Yes.” I quietly responded. “Good. You are a bottom. My whore. Just a hole. And I want to get off. So shut up.” And he proceeded to fuck me deep and hard. I didn’t dare move. He handed me the poppers and and I inhaled deeply. About twenty minutes later he blew his load into my hole. It was still completely dark, I still hadn’t seen his face really. And when he was done shooting his load he pulled out. “Thanks. I think our bud is back.” And he walked to the door, slid it open while staying in the dark and ushered me into the hall. I went back to the daddy’s room. He was laying in the bed, porn on, dick out, pipe loaded. I went right back to sucking his meat. “How was my friend?” He asked. “Great.” I mumbled as I worked his cock with my mouth. “You just made me $40.” He said. “Daddy’s little whore.” My dick got rock hard. And I sucked him until he came. He fell asleep almost as soon as he came, and I quietly dressed and slipped out into the pre-dawn cool air of the street. I wasn’t nearly done. So I drove to a local sex club, parked and went in. This place was a sleazy hole, no private rooms, just lockers. And it had a few slings, some glory holes and a second level lofted with various spots to fuck and suck. I stripped down to my jock and sneakers, locked my locker, grabbed a cigarette and ran to the little smoking room towards the back. It was fairly quiet, no one doing anything, a guy was on the computers scrolling through profiles online, and another guy was already in the smoking room. Wearing jeans, a leather harness, and boots. He was smoking a cigarette. I sat down, he offered me a light. A few mins in, he pulled a pipe from his jeans and torched the bowl, and blew a big cloud. He offered me a hit, and I took it. We started chatting. He asked about my night, and without sparing much detail I told him what had happened so far. He smiled. “Woof!” He snarled. “Want to get fucked more?” He asked. And I nodded. He stood, pulled out a bag, and then found a small but nice size rock. “Bend over bud, lets get this deep in there.” And I turned around showed him my ass, and he pushed the rock deep inside. I turned around and sat back down. He pulled out his phone and started typing. “I have a few buddies who might be close by who would love a go on your ass. Let’s see what we can get going.” And he hit send on his phone. “Ok, go get that hole in a sling. I’ll be right there.” I walked out of the room and found a sling I liked toward the front. I slid up into it, and noticed a few more guys had come into the club. One big bear, younger, and fully clothed. An older guy, about 65, tall, lanky, with his dick hanging out of his jeans and a leather vest. And a third guy, about 40, long hair, long beard, kinda looked dirty and homeless. The all took note of the me hopping into the sling. My friend from the smoking room came out and handed me his poppers. “They are heading over now.” He said. I hit the poppers and he stuck a finger in my ass. The other three circled closer to the sling. He looked up and said to the dirty looking one, “Want his ass?” And with that he gave me to the dude. I never saw his dick, but felt it go in. He pushed all the way deep, and it felt amazing. My new smoking friend moved toward my head, gave me a hit of poppers. Looked quickly around, pulled out his pipe and lit if for me and I inhaled deep as the homeless guy plowed into my ass. “Your hole is mine tonight, and I’m going to keep it full.” My new buddy announced. As soon as the homeless guy blew his load in my hole, he motioned for the lanky older guy to take his place. This guy had been quiet so far watching, but as soon as his dick entered my ass it nearly doubled in size and he tore into my hole hard. It hurt from time to time, and my bud would make sure the poppers were at the ready. This went on for at least a half hour, and I noticed a few others had joined us. The old man finally busted his nut and pulled out. He leaned in and whispered to me “I love a good fucking whore. what locker is yours, I’ll slip me number into it. Call me as soon as you are done with here tonight, and I’ll keep you busy later.” I gave him my locker number and off he went. “My friends are here.” My smoking bud said with a smile, handing me the poppers again. “I also had them text their friends.” And before I had finished the hit of poppers, another dick was in my ass.

From now on, I will remember this pic every time I turn on the bedside light in a hotel room. 😉

I love @Luvbbslut's fantasy and mine aligns to that! I want to be married to a man that wants to whore me out but I also want him to be a cum whore too. We could get gangbanged together getting bred by groups of random men at the end we breed each other's used cum filled holes and feel all the loads on our cocks, hell maybe even some loads spill out from whoever we are that is topping. The part where luvbbslut mentioned on the wedding night is so hot, its giving me ideas for what I want to do as well. Even more, I want to be placed in a chastity cage and bred by strangers for as long as possible. Maybe I'll finally have a handsfree orgasms while my hole is continuously being drilled and pounded. Any loads, whether a young adult up to a grandfather, I want to feel his hot seed and cock pulse and squirt inside me. Even willing to do pissplay while in the gangbang, wear a white jockstrap and see how stained up with cum and piss. Once again thank you luvbbslut for your hot fantasy and can't wait to see what other ideas or stories you will post here on breeding zone!

My issue on this topic has to do with getting pregnant. The doctors all say it's impossible but I'm not so sure, so I keep trying. I suppose one day I may accept "scientifically based facts", but not today.

I absolutely love sucking cock; no training was ever needed although my skills have developed over the years.

Why would there be an all gender toilet at a Mr S leather party, which I'm assuming is men only?

thank you for your consistency in keeping the stories alive and writing to completion. We never have to be disappointed that a storyline is left hanging. Your stories are hot and nasty! Please keep them coming!

[think before following links] https://www.xvideos.com/video.ievvaum8faf/riding_rough

And here comes my mate on the same wavelength.

This one seems right fo @BlindRawFucker1

Only been to The Vault once when visiting London. Loved it! Everyone was so horny and I had sex for hours. Didn't see one condom! 😉

Born in November '62, I was a teenager in NYC back then. At 16 my older brother would take me with him and his girlfriend to Studio 54 then they'd go off to Plato's Retreat (a straight sex club) and I'd go hit a bathhouse or bookstore or backroom of a leather bar. Our NY drinking age was 18 at that time and no gay leather bar, bathhouse or porn theater ever kept me from coming in... Sex was everywhere in the late 70s and early 80s, when I started Fordham University at 17 there were T-rooms with gloryholes at both our Lincoln Center and Bronx campuses (several at each, and generally busy). There were so many sexual venues for a horny teen like me - Port Authority Bus Terminal and George Washington Bridge Bus Terminal mens rooms might well have been sex clubs, especially upstairs at the GWB. Macy's, Bloomingdales, Saks, all the department stores had active glory holes, along with the Lincoln Center Library, and any Subway Station with a mens room. The YMCA on 63rd was friggin' amazing, and there were outdoor venues - the Rambles in Central Park were active day and night, and such a convenient walk from my Lincoln Center campus - I used to climb one of the boulders to do my homework, and if I spied some hot action, I would slide down and join in... The abandoned piers in Greenwich Village, "The Trucks" parked in the Meat Packing district, the High Line before it became a tourist attraction, all of these had active sex traffic. Of course there were the bathhouses - the Ansonia being a favorite, and the Porn theaters in Times Square - the Adonis, the David and the like all had balconies that were nothing but gangs of guys sucking and fucking and rimming and there were tons of ABS all over Manhattan some special favorites were on Christopher Street in the Village that had basements and sub-basements, red-lit with alcoves, stalls and the occasional fuck bench. My favorites though were the Leather Bars with their backrooms. First let me begin by telling you the first gay mags I got to see at 15 were not "Playguy" or some other vanilla rag, they were "Honcho" and "Drummer" (I later got to pose in leather for "Wilde" put out by the same publisher). Imagine being a 17 year old white blond jock kid who loved the leather scene and could actually convince guys I was more top than bottom despite the dancer/gymnast butt... the Anvil, the Spike, the Eagle there was serious ffun to be had at each... was taught to top as a fistfucker at 19 at the Anvil. And if the guys didn't believe I was a top, hell, I liked getting fucked too, but never was submissive - if they could deal with that, I'd give it up to a hot leather dude. As to the Tom of Finland leather types... well, yes and no. Yes, they were around at the leather venues I frequented. But no, they were not hypermuscular like Tom's drawings. The body type of the time was "The Clone" an in-shape, trim, baseball or soccer type body, with nice arms, thick legs, flat stomach, hairy body, and what we now call a "porn-stache" with short hair. On guys of all colors and nationalities and sizes. I sported the look as much as I could being on the younger end of the trend, and did not sport the mustache (was a drama student, needed to be able to change my face readily). These guys were very hot - for a perfect example, look up the Porn Star "Al Parker" whose old films are still smoking hot. But pumped bodybuilder types like Tom drew, they were not. It wasn't until the mid-nineties when we began to pump ourselves to those larger proportions. But the hot sex was there in the leather bars particularly - backrooms with slings, bathtubs for water sports, st. andrews crosses, fuck benches, gyno tables, any type of furniture to enhance uninhibited bacchanalian gay male sexuality. It was amazing. But obviously, it couldn't last. Through my sophomore through senior years at college, the gay plague as they called it was raising it's ugly head. Rumors were wild, ideas about it were bizarre and the outside world turned away in fear and loathing and believed we "deserved it". The bacchanalia continued on, but diminished every year. By 1985 I was using condoms constantly, but it didn't matter in my case. Sometime before the ERISA test became available in 1985 I had contracted HIV. It was a sore blow to a 22 year old, but something in me believed that sex would never kill me.... and here I am THIRTY-NINE YEARS LATER - still here, still enjoying wonderful piggy leather sex but also aware of how damn lucky I am, and how many of my friends and lovers weren't, and also well aware of how beholden I am to the pharmaceutical companies who will keep me their slave for the rest of my life rather than find a cure. Bitter, yeah, but still grateful they developed what they have, and despite almost 40 years I haven't developed any serious side-effects or infections. And once I started on HAART therapy in 1998 I felt free enough to go back to bareback with other poz guys only, and keep the condoms for any neg guys I played with. With the new drugs and PreP and a wealth of knowledge, I will even BB with someone who is negative once they know that I am undetectable, and they make the decision yay or nay. That at least is a blessing. But it can never bring back those carefree days you ask about @IrishBoi, and long long answer shortened, for some of us, and in places like NYC, yes, for the most part the movies have it correct. Hardly a day went by during that time that I didn't suck or get sucked, fuck or get fucked by some rando or other(s). It was an incredible blast, but we also payed a staggering price!

Chapter 4 – The Fists Are Flying Chapters 1 through 3 tell about my meeting a nice guy named Jeff. I invited him to my place for dinner, hoping it would lead to some hot times together. It did, and then we played a little game to find our limits. Luckily, neither of us has that many! I just fisted him after we partied, and now he’s going to work on my ass. After Jeff got me settled in the sling, he grabbed the pipe and torch and brought them over to the sling. He gave me the first swirls and then took a big hit for himself. He had me do a few more, and he did more, too. While he was standing next to me with the pipe, I kept reaching back to play with the plug in his ass. It’s always so hot to see a handsome, hairy guy who likes having his ass played with, and Jeff was not a disappointment. When we had both topped off, he sat at the sling's base. He first applied a bunch of Slam Dunk into my ass, taking care to ensure that all sides were well coated. Then he lubed up a toy for use on my ass. This one was the smallest Minotaur that I have, but it is still a massive stretch. This dildo is heavily textured and has a head that usually pops into my hole. It’s always a fun ride and even better when another stud shoves it in me. Once it was lubed, he placed it at my hole and started to push. Since the head is pretty big, it often takes some effort to get it in. But the head popped into my ass easily, and the rest started sliding in behind it. With all the texture and folds on it, this toy always feels good as it passes through my ass. It tapers down after the head but then widens again as more goes in. This one is both a depth and a length toy. Jeff must have noticed how much I liked the pop when the head went in since he pulled it back out and then worked on popping the head in. He’d slip the head in, move it around a little bit, then pull it out to repeat the process. This sort of stretching and popping is always exciting to me and Jeff was playing my hole like a maestro. Next, he drove the toy all the way into my ass. With all the texture on this dildo, it felt amazing as it moved through, and Jeff was rotating and shaking it as it went deeper and deeper into me. He knew how to drive a dildo, and I had a feeling he was going to be an excellent fister as well. I picked up the poppers since he had the toy embedded deep inside me. The sensations of being filled at that depth are always exhilarating, and the poppers would let me enjoy it even more. I took two deep hits from the bottle and then began to ride the dildo. I hooked my feet around the sling frame and used them to pull me back and forth on the toy. My ass was pulsing as I rode it, and Jeff got to watch as it slid in and out of my hairy hole. The poppers slowly wore off, and I slowed my movements on the sling. Jeff told me to hold the dildo in place while he lubed up his hands. Unsurprisingly, I fucked myself with it while he added X Lube to his hands. He took back control of the toy, pulled it out of my ass, then shoved the lube injector in to further grease me up. Then, it was time for his hand to go inside me. I wanted to take this slow and let Jeff know of my desire. He nodded in agreement and, while staring deeply into my eyes, began to push his folded hand into my ass. His four fingers went in without any difficulty. When he got to the wider part, where his thumb and knuckles came into play, he held his hand in place to let me feel the stretch. This is a favorite of mine, and I enjoy that feeling of being opened up. Then he started a slow descent into the deepest parts of my ass. His hand was large, and I enjoyed feeling him crawl through my ass. He was moving slowly and moved his hand around as he discovered a pathway in my ass. Jeff expertly worked through my inner hole and entered my colon. When he was in there, I grabbed the poppers again to enhance the experience. Once the fumes permeated my brain, I went wild on Jeff’s hand. My ass muscles pulsed around his hand, which drew him even further into me. I reached down to feel his arm as it was penetrating me and was surprised to find how close he was to getting in elbow-deep. I can take a deep fisting, but it usually takes more time to work up to that. He had done it quickly and easily. He was moving his hand around inside me, flexing his fingers out before folding them back in. He’d also rotate his hand around so that he made contact with all areas of my ass. Then, he asked if I was ready for him to pull out. I nodded, and we kept eye contact throughout the process. He went slowly going in, but he was even slower on the way out. Fuck, this guy knew how to push all my buttons. A slow removal is awesome since I get to feel his hand as it slithers through my guts, and I can enjoy all the various sensations that course through my body. Jeff kept brushing my prostate with his arm as he was moving out. He really knew how to make my ass feel good. When he was a little more than halfway out, my cock started to spew out a load of cum. My whole body shook with the ecstasy of the experience. He simply stood up and sucked my cummy cock into his mouth. He had stopped moving in my ass when this happened but sat down after a while and resumed his withdrawal. There came a point where, no matter how much I wanted him inside me, my ass spit out the rest of his hand. My hole felt empty, but I knew there was a sweet gape, and I could feel lube dripping out of my ass. Jeff went back in again. This time he went in more quickly and not as deep. He pulled out again and placed his fisted hand at my ass. He looked at me as he plunged his fist into me, then pulled it out, going back in with the other fist. He pounded my ass with his fists as we stared deeply into each other’s eyes. It was obviously stimulating to me, but also a very sensual moment. When Jeff entered again, he went deep. He let his hand rest there for a moment, just doing some light twisting and probing to feel his way to a greater depth. His fingers teased my inner hole, and it responded well to his touch. Soon, he was working his fingers through the bend and into my colon. Once he knew he was past my inner hole, he told me to do some poppers. I did, and he waited a moment for the fumes to take over my brain. When they did, he started rubbing the inner walls of my body. The sensations were off the charts, and I was moaning and squirming around in the sling. Jeff intuitively found my hot spots, and I enjoyed all of his efforts. As the poppers rush slowed, Jeff began another unhurried extraction. He slowly pulled his hand out, getting to the point where his fingers were still inside me, but his palm was out of my ass. He leaned forward at that point, putting his cock into his hand, and then slowly sunk that into me. Knowing that this sexy man had shoved his cock into me alongside his hand was highly stimulating, and I encouraged him to fill me with his load. Jeff clenched his hand around his cock and basically jacked off inside my ass. I was excited to watch him do this. His head was thrown back, and he was grunting as he stroked his cock. Soon, he picked up the pace and shouted out. “I’m gonna cum!” “Fill me with your load!” I responded. A few more strokes, and then I heard the telltale signs of an approaching orgasm. Jeff kept stroking his cock, stimulating my ass as well as his dick, until he buried his cock in my ass. I could feel the pulsations as he dumped his load inside me. It was such a pleasure to receive his cum, and it was made extra special by the fact that he had done it with his inside me. He kept tugging on his dick, sending wonderful feelings through my ass. Knowing that he was also working his load deeper into me was an added bonus. He kept his cock and hand inside me for a while, engaging in some small movements, but we were both feeling pretty spent. He withdrew his hand, taking his cock with it, and sat down on the stool. Once we both had a short breather, he suggested we take a break on the bed to relax and rehydrate. So, he helped me out of the sling, taking me into his arms when I was standing. We then walked together to the bed and collapsed onto it.

Don't have much to compare to because I'm only 22, but I do know that when I started using apps about 6 years ago saying I preferred raw meant less people would interact and some would even block me. Now, saying I require raw gets me just as much interaction if not more than not having it. Also, I've noticed it's usually the less attractive guys that outright refuse bareback – in other words: ugly people use condoms, hot people fuck raw. That said, in my experience, those tops that prefer raw still are concerned about the bottom's PrEP intake. So it's not carelessness, just realistic risk assessment.

Here is the next chapter. I have more chapters written, but I'm editing them for content and length. I'll post them as I feel they are ready. Getting Away, Part 3 Matt awoke the next day and couldn’t shake what he’d done the night before with Snake. He was really turned on by the sex. But he was really upset at himself for letting a highly promiscuous guy he’d just met cum in his unprotected ass. Again! After he’d promised himself he would not engage in unsafe sex. Matt was drinking his coffee and listening to some NPR news story about Al Gore and George W. Buch campaigning in Florida in the same day. Matt realized he was barely listening to the radio and was instead stroking his cock through his briefs. He was rock hard thinking about Snake’s amazing cock fucking him last night. Paul got up and stumbles to the pot of coffee Matt had made. He was looking a little rough. Although they shared a bed, Matt hadn’t seen Paul after he and Snake fucked in the field. Matt allows Paul some peace to drink his coffee, Paul leans on the counter next to Matt and places his head on Matt’s shoulder. He is definitely hungover. Matt asks about Paul’s night and Paul grunts. Matt says, “I’m going for a run. Then I’ll come back and make breakfast for us.” Matt puts on a jockstrap, running shorts and running shoes and was off at a good pace. As he is running through the camp site, it was coming to life. He sees some guys having coffee outside, others doing a walk of shame/fame, workers cleaning up after the Moonlight Swim, and in one of the RV parks Matt saw a couple guys, including "July bottom," that he met last night. He jogs over to say hi. About 6-7 RVs of guys are making brunch and drinking mimosas. Before he takes off, Matt learns there is another Moonlight Swim tonight and a DJ. He waves and takes off on his run. It is just a few minutes when Matt again sees a hub of activity and guys walking to a kind of wooden band stage, chow hall thing with a faintly Native American theme. He runs by and sees folks setting up what looks like coffee and freshly fried donuts. Matt sees some of the fun guys he was in the pool with the night before and thinks he’d definitely like to spend some time with them later. So, Matt pauses his run again to say hi. The guy who had loosened Matt’s swimsuit laces the night before quickly puts down his donut and comes over to talk to the, once again, mostly naked Matt. Matt agrees to meet them at the pool later. Matt leaves off on his run again listening to the good-natured banter behind him. At this point, Matt decides to turn out of the park and really stretch his legs for a few miles. Matt needs to think. Running helps him think. As Matt runs, he replayed the events of last night and realizes that while Snake had clearly wanted to fuck him bareback; it was Matt who sat on Snake’s beautiful cock knowing they didn’t have a condom and Matt who had asked Snake to cum inside him. Matt knew it wasn’t safe behavior, but he couldn’t help but be turned on by it. He admits to himself that he wants Snake to cum inside him again. But Matt also knows that he should play safe. He really didn’t know Snake at all and what he does know is that Snake loves fucking guys, is good at it, and has many partners. Matt assumes that Snake fucked most of them bareback too. Matt runs what seemed to be about 3 miles before turning for the park. By the time Matt returns to the park he was sweaty, has decided to use condoms with Snake the rest of the weekend, and that he was going to make French toast and bacon for Paul because that would help with the hangover. Matt jogs back, sees Paul nursing his hangover on the porch, checked on him, gives Paul a kiss on the cheek and gets in the shower. In the shower, Matt congratulates himself on making the decisions he made to engage in safe sex and overcome his desire to feel Snake cum inside him. As Matt starts cleaning out he thinks about Snake cumming inside him again, Matt’s cock hardens. By the time Matt is done cleaning out, he is so turned on by the thought of Snake cumming in his ass that he jerks off in the shower while fingering his ass with shampoo. Paul and Matt eat breakfast and decide to head over to the pool with a cooler of Bloody Marys and snacks. Matt remembers to bring condoms with him in the pool supplies. When Paul sees the condoms, he asks if Matt used one last night. Matt blushes and says he forgot them when he changed clothes. Paul pulls Matt in for a one-armed hug and says, “Slut.” They laugh. Matt is in the white speedo today and a very loose, revealing tank top cut all the way down the sides to his waist. When they get to the pool and are setting up, a couple bears whistle at Matt’s outfit. He says, “It’s August. It’s hot. Why not?” One of the bears says, “You look very sexy today.” The boys all intro themselves and the bears group grows as their friends arrive. It is a very chill late morning. Around lunchtime, a group of the bears are going back to their camping area for burgers. They invite Paul and Matt who tag along and bring their cooler. As they get close to the camping area, Matt sees Snake over by a fairly disused cabin. Matt goes over to say hi. Snake perks up when he sees Matt and says how hot he looks in his white speedo and tank top. His rough hands immediately feel under Matt’s shirt and his ass. Snake says, “Fuck you look so hot.” Snake kisses Matt. Matt feels Snake’s cock. Snake is already chubbed up and as soon as Matt touches the cock, it becomes rock hard. Snake’s hand slides into Matt’s speedo and he grabs Matt’s ass. Matt moans. Snake says, “I gotta fuck you.” Matt says, “Fuck yes.” Then Matt hesitates and says, “I brought condoms this time. We really should use them.” Snake looks at Matt. This hot, sexy twink is really one of the best fucks Snake has had in a while so Snake stifles his impulse to tell Matt "what’s the point of a condom now?" Instead, he humors the boy. Snake says, “Whatever you want babe.” And as he says it, he slips Matt’s speedos down his legs and they fall on the ground. The guys making lunch are watching all this happen. Paul rolls his eyes, chuckles to himself, grabs the spatula out of the distracted cook’s hand, and tosses a couple of burgers on the fire. The bears are all staring at the sex scene unfolding in front of them. They watch as the camp site worker gets the tank top off Matt who is now completely naked, and leads him inside the cabin. With the door open and completely in eyesight of the group of bears, the camp site worker undoes his pants, takes out an awesome cock and slaps it on Matt’s ass. At this point a couple of the bears walk over for a better view because clearly Matt and the worker don’t mind an audience. Matt is slightly bent over some bags of garden supplies with his legs spread and Snake’s cock rubbing in his crack. Matt reminds Snake of the condoms and lube in his bag, which is miraculously just inside the cabin door and not outside with Matt’s clothes. Snake kneels to get the supplies, grabs the condoms, goes to hand a couple to Matt and they fall to the floor. Snake grabs the lube. Matt leans over to pick up the condoms as Snake turns back to Matt. He sees Matt’s hole as Matt leans over and he can’t stop himself, Snake’s tongue goes right for it. Matt is surprised but moans as the wet tongue slips into his ass. A small group of the bears are now less than 30 feet away as they watch the scene unfolding. Matt’s ass is getting eaten intensely by the camp worker. The preppy, good natured twink is moaning like a slut as his ass his eaten. They see the camp worker lubing and jerking his cock as he eats Matt’s ass. They see the condoms on the floor and assume the boys are going to fuck. But they are not surprised that this preppy boy would play safe – almost all of the bears play safe, almost all of the time. Matt and the camp worker reposition themselves, so Matt is on all fours and the camp worker is eating his ass and lubing Matt’s cock. Matt is loving the attention, and the wet tongue feels amazing on his ass. He sees the condoms on the floor in his sex induced haze and he is happy he brought them. Matt feels Snake’s impressive cock rubbing on his ass and he moans knowing soon it will be inside him. Matt remembers how good it felt last night. Bareback! Cumming Inside His Ass! Filling Him Up! Matt reminds himself to be a good boy. Matt strokes his cock. He wants to be fucked so badly. Snake watches the twink getting lost in his desire to be fucked. Snake knows he has Matt almost where he wants him. Snake wants Matt to take it bareback so he leans his body on the twink's back and kisses Matt’s neck. He rubs his cock in Matt’s crack and catches the head on Matt’s hole a few times. Snake says, “Fuck babe. I want to fuck you the same way we fucked last night.” Matt softly moans, “Me too. But….um” Snake says, “Can I put it in bareback again? I mean you already have my cum inside you right? Can I add some more in you?” Matt feels Snake’s cock pushing on his hole and it feels good. Matt looks at the condoms on the floor knowing they should use one. Matt says, “Just fuck me.” Snake smiles and says, “Bareback?” Matt lets himself get lost in lust and says, “Yes. Fuck me bareback.” The bears don’t know what the boys said to each other, but they watch as the big cock slides slowly and determinedly into Matt’s willing hole. They notice that the camp worker did not put on a condom. This preppy twink they’ve been hanging with and lusting for all morning is get fucked bareback right in front of them. The preppy twink who gives off “good boy” vibes is taking it bareback with unopened condoms literally right next to him. One of the bears cums in his swimsuit watching the scene. Another drops to his knees and fishes out the hard cocks of three of his friends and starts giving head. In the cabin, Matt and Snake are in the midst of a hot fuck. Matt is moaning and pushing his ass back to meet Snake’s thrusts. Snake is holding the twink’s hips tightly as his cock is buried bareback up this ass, again. Matt loves how he feels full of Snake’s cock and when the cock rubs his prostate, Matt grunts and moans in pleasure. Snake is as turned on by getting Matt to give in and take in bareback again. Snake wants one more thing to make his conquest of this twink and his amazing ass complete. He smiles as he fucks Matt thinking about it. He knows Matt will do it but doesn’t know if he’ll do it enthusiastically. Snake picks up his pace for a bit, then grinds his big cock on Matt’s fuck button, then picks up the pace, and grinds on the fuck button again. He does this a few more times. Snake thinks he’s got Matt in a fuck stupor now and he says, “I’m getting close babe. Where do you want my load?” With no sense of his own voice Matt starts moaning, “In me. In me. In me.” But it is so soft that while Snake knows what Matt is saying instinctively; Snake actually can’t hear the twink's words. Snake says, “I am close babe. I can’t hear you. Do you want me to cum inside you or pullout?” Matt responds, louder this time, just loud enough for the bears to hear him; “Don’t pullout. Cum in my ass. Cum inside me.” Snake is so turned on by the twink’s complete reversal from safe sex/use a condom nature less than 15 minutes ago into a cumdump begging for his load. His conquest complete, Snake shoots a load in Matt’s ass. Matt is jerking his cock and shoots on the floor of the cabin. Two of the bears cum on their friend as they hear the preppy twink beg for cum in his ass. The bear sucking cock focuses on the cock in his mouth and jerking himself as his friends loads drip down his cheeks. Snake surprised and overwhelmed by his orgasm slides out of Matt’s ass and sits back on his haunches, then leans against the bags of garden materials, exhausted. Matt joins Snake against the bags. He feels well fucked but is not as tired as Snake. For the first time, Matt looks around. He sees his bag, the lube, the unopened condoms, and then outside he sees his clothes. Matt is startled….OUTSIDE! He says to Snake, “Oh my god. I didn’t know the door was open. People probably saw us fucking.” Barely aware of his surroundings, Snake says, “And we gave them a fucking great show if they did watch. You are a great fuck.” All Matt can think is that guys probably saw and heard him get fucked bareback. Matt’s mind is moving a mile a minute trying to process how he was so set on condoms this morning, brought them today, and still gave in to wanting bare cock inside him. Snake runs his hand over Matt’s naked, sexy, athletic body and says, “Come here.” He pulls Matt to him and kisses Matt in a way Snake hasn’t kissed a guy in a while. Snake feels true appreciation for how he feels right now and the things this twink did to exhaust him so much. He says, “That was probably the best sex I’ve had in years. I am going to want some more. Is that okay with you?” Even Snake is surprised at how kind, respectful and caring he sounds. Matt smiles, says yes, and kisses Snake back. The boys hear a noise outside, quickly disentangle themselves, and Matt gingerly goes out to get his shirt, speedo and flip flops. He sees it was the two of the bears. One is on his knees covered in cum and the other one is standing over the first having clearly just shot his load. Matt, feeling a little better about putting on a show, smiles awkwardly and says, “Did you boys enjoy the show?” The guys both say they did and how hot it was. Snake gets dressed. Matt slips on his speedo, shirt and flip flops, collects his things and walks back to their campsite for lunch. The bears keep talking about how fucking hot the sex scene was….”like out of an 80s porn” one says. The other says, “But he shot inside, so not totally an 80s porn.” The two bears laugh and agree. Matt realizes these guys aren’t judging him, but laughing with him. Matt’s anxiety about the situation slips away. The self-confident, preppy, good natured attitude returns. Matt turns and sees Snake watching him walk away. He smiles and waves at the man who just filled his ass with cum. They get back to the campsite. Matt grabs a burger and sits on a big rock next to Paul, who is on the ground. Paul smiles, leans his head on Matt’s leg, looks up and softly asks, “Used a condom this time?” Matt looks at Paul, who is smiling knowingly up at Matt, and says “Asshole.” Both boys laugh.

Final part! But also, part 0 of In Sickness? If you haven't read it, now's the time once you finish this! –––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––– Part 0: Decorum The next couple of weeks went on like nothing happened. Some sex here and there, watching TV together when we got back from work, very usual stuff. About three weeks later, though, I woke up very ill. Cold sweats, high fever, and so on. Of course, that happened to be a day where James would go spend the night at a friend’s place. I could barely move, but I still managed to grab some water and paracetamol. The pills helped slightly, but it was still unbearable enough that I called off work. Throughout the four to five days I went through that, James was barely any help, but what else was new? By the time I was able to think coherently, it clicked — what if it was something I caught during the orgy? Long story short, I got tested, waited, got the call at home. HIV, positive. Chlamydia, positive. Everything else negative. I felt devastated. I felt awful. I felt shitty. I knew I shouldn’t have agreed to that orgy. I had no idea who I got it from. I stuck my dick in 6 people, and they each had other people’s cum in them. I had so many questions, worries, crises, but I knew I had to first be responsible and tell James. I did have sex with him a couple of times after that night, and he needed to get tested too. I waited for him to come back from work on the couch, and once he arrived I told him to sit down. “What’s going on, princess?” He said, dismissively. “It’s not princess —— whatever, that’s not the point. There’s something you need to know.” “What is it?” My heart felt like it was on my neck, but for his sake I had to muster the courage to inform him. “After I stopped being sick, I worried it all was caused by something I caught at the orgy and… uh… and… it… was. I got the call earlier.” His face turned serious, but oddly unreadable. “Oh. So… what do you have?” “HIV and chlamydia.” He stood silent. “I know it’s a shock, but don’t worry about me too much… I mean, I’ll go on treatments so I can live like normal, and gono is curable so ——“ “I can’t do this.” Now I stood silent. “… what?” “I’m breaking up with you, Brett.” “What? Why? Why now?” “You’re dirty now. I can’t be with someone with AIDS.” “But I’ll go on the pills, I’ll be okay, and it’ll mean I can’t infect you…” “That’s good for you, but I can’t do it. What if the pills don’t work? Plus, what are people gonna say about me if I keep dating you when people discover you have AIDS now?” “I don’t have AIDS, that’s not the same ——“ “Whatever. You have to respect my choice. We’re over.” “Are you really doing this to me right now? I’m at my lowest point and you’re gonna just… just leave me?” “You’re gonna be okay. I mean, it’s your first relationship, right? You get over those quick. And you’re an adult, Brett. You have to deal with the consequences of your actions.” This is what made me immediately snap. “Consequences of my own actions?” I yelled at him. “You convinced me to go to that orgy! You made me do it even though I didn’t want to! I always thought we were exclusive but I went to this sex party because of you! Because I wanted to make you happy! And then I found out you’re a ‘regular’ according to some stranger there? You’ve been fucking around all this time, putting yourself and me at all these risks, but now it’s my fault I caught this!? This was all your idea, James! You put me in this situation and now you’re gonna leave? I thought you fucking cared about me! I thought we’d be together through the hardships! I wanted to be with you for long, even marry you! But I’m nothing but dirty infectious trash to you now!” “Oh please, Brett, lay off. You know I don’t want to get married to anyone. I told you, you’ll be okay. Just move on.” I fought as hard as I could not to break down crying in front of him, but some sobs were able to escape. After a couple of minutes of silence sitting down on the couch which felt like hours, he got a notification on his phone. “I’m off to Andrew’s place, I made plans with him to watch that new show that came out I really wanted to watch.” “Oh yeah?” I asked between sobs. “What show is that?” “It’s, uh… It’s… I don’t remember the name. Andrew’s the one that wanted to watch it.” “You said ——“ “I gotta go.” James left the apartment and waited outside for his cab. At least he had the decorum not to ask me if he could use my car. The moment I heard the car go I broke down loudly, as the mélange of feelings overflowed. The sadness, the anger, the frustration, the loneliness, the worry about the future, the diagnosis… I don’t know how long I cried, in some ways it felt like a blip of time and in some ways it felt like days. It was dark when I regained composure. I decided to grab all my stuff, pack it up, and leave the apartment. I knew I had at least the whole night, but I did not want to see James’s face again, so I did it as quickly as possible. I considered at least writing a note for him, but he didn’t deserve it. I took all of mine I could from the place, loaded it in my car, and drove away. I stayed in a hotel for about a week. At work, there was a notification they opened a spot for my position in a city across the country, and in an impulse to run away from everything I took the opportunity. Once I moved, it took me a while to get over James. In the moment, I really thought I wanted him. I blamed myself for it all — I knew consciously that nothing was my fault and yet, I thought being ‘dirty’ was the source of all my problems. If I hadn’t gone to that orgy, James would still love me. If I hadn’t been pozzed, I wouldn’t be lonely. And I mean, he did love me, right? Even if he cheated, if he didn’t love me he wouldn’t have stayed with me. …right? About 4 months later, Facebook reminded me of a photo uploaded ‘on this day’, the only photo that James let me upload to social media for ‘privacy’. I shouldn’t have, but curiosity got the best of me, and I unblocked him and looked at his profile. A month before that, the man, my ex, who for the whole length of our relationship claimed to be against marriage, proposed to that Andrew guy. Part of me was heartbroken — he obviously did not love me, if he lied to me about his thoughts regarding marriage. Part of me was relieved, however — nothing I could’ve done would’ve made him stay. I could move on quicker. Over time, I started venturing out to see if I could date someone else. Maybe I wasn’t ready yet, but that didn’t matter to me. I even looked in those sites where people look specifically for poz guys (I think it was something like ‘breeding area’?), but I couldn’t find anyone I was into or that would want to go on a date with me. It was no longer just about my status, since all the mess made me let go and gain some weight, not to mention other insecurities. I truly thought nobody wanted me. I would die alone. I did some things to cope: some drugs, shopping, even multiple tattoos, including a scorpion one to “own” my status. They did the job in the moment, but I’d still end up feeling like shit soon after. About two years later, after one more person in a dating app rejected me, I got so angry I threw my phone across the room. The phone was totaled, screen fully broken, and since it was an older phone it was difficult to repair. Since I needed to upgrade to something new anyway, I went to this retail store near my apartment to buy a new one; I figured I had saved enough anyway. I went in, and this cute guy with a slim figure and brown hair helped me choose whether I should pick a normal model or a Pro model. He rang me up at the cashier where I paid, and before I walked away, he told me he put his card in my bag so I could call him if my phone didn’t work as expected. How nice of him. I got home, unboxed and set up my phone, and looked through the bag. There was a note, not a card, handwritten by the worker. “hey, you, think i saw you on grindr once but i had plans with someone else. i thought ur kinda cute ; ) call me if u wanna meet, my # is on the other side ; p —casey, the store guy” ––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––– And then goes Part 1: That man. I'm loving this little storyline I'm making, and I'm already a good bit into the following story!

I prefer being able to see and enjoy the fuck and orgy as well. That being said I'll fuck or get fucked anywhere there is action.

Did he really just say what I thought he said….”Oh fuck that’s good”….he…er…he said he knew my son…”Fuck me harder”…..he knew the kid in the photo next to my bed….”AHHH FUCCKK YEAH HARDER..”…he’d fucked him a few weeks ago…”Oh god, go deeper”…he’d fucked my son…HE’D FUCKED MY SON!! “Wait, wait” I said pushing him up..he was fucking hot and was doing a great job of stretching my cunt…”You fucked him” I said pointing to the picture. He stopped, ripped, sweaty and panting, pushing up and looked at the photograph, “Yeah, hot kid, fucked him and some other lad.” He suddenly looked at me as puzzled as I was, “He a friend?” He asked as I leaned up to grab the photo. “He’s my son” I replied. The hot stud who’d been ploughing me missionary, suddenly grinned at me. “Sweet, I’ve fucked the Father and Son” I have to admit it sounded hot too, “Did he know you were poz?” I asked with a sudden sinking feeling. “Yeah, first thing they asked. Wanted to know if I was toxic, they wanted breeding” He grinned back, “Concerned for your son?” he said gently thrusting back into me. I breathed in as he entered me, “A little, but I think he’s on Prep.” I said suddenly full of mixed emotions for the well being of my only son and the thought of this hot stud breeding him. “Well they said they weren’t and wanted pozzing. They begged me for my poison load” He smirked and began to fuck me hard again. The thought of fucking the father and the son had clearly excited him. If truth be told, it did me too. We fucked hard for another hour before he finally shot his poz load down my throat. He ate mine and we kissed for a while longer. “I’m undetectable anyway, so no chanced of infecting your boy” He smirked as I led him to the door of my apartment. It was 3am and this Grindr fuck stud had been just what I needed. Hung, muscular and total top who just happened to be HIV+. “I never asked what status you were?” He said as I stood naked with my front door wide open. “I’m HIV+ too and high viral load at the moment” I grinned. The stud smiled back, “Sweet” as I closed the door on him. I had a lot to absorb besides the Grindr studs cum in my stomach. My teenage son was chasing. I wasn’t sure how I felt about that. It would be hard to criticize him since I’d been incredibly promiscuous all my life and finally succumbed to the bug when I was 32 after riding any toxic cock I could find. Now at the ripe old age of 38, I was toned, with a shaved head and short, trimmed beard. I still had a six pack, defined arms and muscular pecs with pert little nipples. I also kept my upper body smooth showing off my hairless balls and 8.5” uncut cock. I was an above average DILF and Grindr was my haunt. Unsuspecting and naïve slutty bottoms my prey. Speaking of which, my phone let out a Grindr growl. I walked back into my living room and grabbed the phone. It was a notification from the stud who’d just left. 'Forgot. I met your son and his bf on Twitter. They have a JustForFans account. You may want to check it out', he wrote. I clicked the link and sure enough my naked son Ben and his other half, Jeremy popped up. Both were grinning with cum covered faces. For the rest of the night I sat naked on the couch watching my beautiful boy being used by so many different men. I’d been so proud of him as he grew to manhood. I’d fathered him when I was 20, during my bisexual phase. I’d been so happy when he came out as gay at the age of 14, although he was overtly effeminate so it wasn’t exactly a shock. Nor was finding him sucking the dick of an older brother of one of his school friends in his bedroom one Christmas I’d come to visit. Now he was grown, with short dark hair and a beautifully proportioned tight body. Defined six pack, pert little nipples, smooth, unblemished skin. A fabulous ass and his fathers big dick, which like mine, remained hard and leaked copious amounts of precum all the time he was being fucked. I hadn’t actually seen him top once, so he was obviously a bottom who loved being stretched wide, either by one or two cocks, or a fist. There were plenty of clips of him taking massive dildos and some monster manhood's too. His boyfriend Jeremy was also a stunning boy. 19 years of age and was at the same dance school as Ben. He was a few inches taller and skinnier, but his fat dick was inside Ben as often as he could be, it would seem. I’d met him a few times and liked him because he made my boy happy. Now I could see why and their depraved love life was equal to my own. The two of them were utter sluts. Watching my boy felch cum out of his bf’s freshly seeded cunt and then share it with him. He was equally adept with being pissed on and drank much of what he was given. Perhaps his best videos were of older men using him in every position. Clearly like me, Ben loved older guys and would whimper and moan as he was abused. He loved being tied up and slapped around. Verbal and physical humiliation made him very happy with his erect cock bouncing up and down in every scene. It was strange, but I realised I’d been wanking my fat dick for ages as I watched my boy being fucked by countless men. Knowing that he was chasing was also making me horny as fuck.

I’m only speaking for myself. I went to the East Side Club this week. A male bathhouse is a place where men walk around with towels around their waist. One of the guests was a person who walked around with a towel over their chest as well. And I have seen men there in fishnets and garter belts. In today’s world, both are expressing themselves. Speaking only for myself, I have no interest in cross dressers or the trans gendered. We have a right to be who we are and to enjoy what we enjoy. I am a gay man at a bathhouse looking to meet gay men. Treat me with the same respect I treat you.

I'm into men and I find it a turn-off to find in a sauna someone who resembles a woman.

Meth Lab Fuck Down: My phone buzzed. This was the text I had been waiting for. Tonight would be my big break. Had I crossed a few lines to get here? Yeah, sure, but once I made the takedown of the biggest meth cooker in the Mid-Atlantic region, no one would give a shit about that - if they even ever found out. I was careful, wicked careful, and knew how to cover my tracks. Fuck I learned from the best. My dad, one of my uncles and the guy next door were all Drug Enforcement Agents (DEA) and growing up that’s all I ever wanted to be. It was my destiny. Tonight was destiny too and in addition to making my career it would give me the way to get Chris out of the cluster fuck of a life he had made for himself. Chris was the son of the DEA agent who lived next door to us when I was a kid, and my best friend. All my childhood memories involved Chris and because his dad and mine were often gone, Chris was at my house more than he was at his. We were inseparable and when we became teens we learned the ins and outs of life together - always together - that is until he got caught up in drugs. Finding Chris on the back porch lying on his side, drooling, doped out, and a fucking mess broke my heart and no matter what I did or said, Chris would never stay clean for long. After graduation, for our 18th birthdays, we went camping and the tent had barely been set up before Chris had shot up, or snorted up, and was high as shit. Well that just pissed me off so when it came time to crash and time for us to fuck I was not gentle. I fucked him as hard as I could and let out all my anger, frustration, and disappointment into his ass - along with two huge loads of cum. Chris took it all and begged for more and that’s how we spent our camping trip, with him high and me fucking the hell out of him over and over. Not much has changed the past several years. I went to college, got my degree, and followed my dad into the DEA. Chris continued to get deeper and deeper into drugs; his dad kicked him out; but I still looked out for him. I always made sure he had a spot at my place to crash, food, a little cash and in return I fucked him. Hard and rough and raw. I didn’t know if Chris fucked with other guys or not. I didn’t. Never even considered it, but with Chris it was the way things were. Did I ever feel guilty about it when he was fucked up? No. I had dealt with that stupid shit that first night. It just was. We both enjoyed it and in the midst of all the crazy shit it felt normal. Of course Chris was always grateful for the food and place to crash and kept promising he would pay me back, but until then, his ass was mine. My phone buzzed again. It was Chris. “DEAL’S GOING DOWN TONIGHT BY THE OLD PIER. MEET ME THERE AT 11:00.” My heart raced. Chris was my CI - my Confidential Informant. He had admitted one night he had gotten mixed up with a guy named Hawk, who I knew from my DEA briefings was reportedly the biggest meth cooker in the entire region. Every time I had Chris on his stomach and was fucking the shit out of him, I pumped him for info too. What was Hawk’s real name? Where did he hang? Who were his guys? Who did he sell to? And more. Chris seemed to be willing to talk, and even more willing when I would hand over a baggy of powder or a few needles filled with dope. I cared about Chris sure, but knew he was going to get fucked up no matter what, so why not help him out and help me too? He was always chatty when he was high and plus I loved feeling his ass open up for me and milk my cum out. There was nothing better than fucking his ass when he was high out of his God damned mind. His hole was wet, silky, and just sucked my dick and cum. Maybe it was seeing what drugs had done to Chris and his family is why I had never tried them. Yeah I was around the shit all the time, but had never been tempted, not even when Chris would leave shit laying around. Just wasn’t me. At 8:45 p.m. I was down at the old pier, peering between a rusted dumpster and the chimney of an old factory. Chris had told me before that he often did pickups for Hawk where he would deliver Hawk’s meth to someone and then meet Hawk at some out of the way place to give him the cash. During one night when Chris was super high and I had already pumped a load into him, he confessed that he had lied and that he always met Hawk at the place where he cooked the meth. I couldn’t fucking believe it! Instead of being angry I gave Chris a reward - another nut sack full of cum in his punk hole and that’s when he agreed to text me when the next deal went down. A light rain had begun to fall, but that was OK. I had on my DEA windbreaker; my gun was still in my holster, and my phone in my hand so I could quickly call in backup. Chris said it was only ever him and Hawk and no one else. Yet, just in case, I wanted to be prepared. However my plan was take Hawk myself. I needed this. Over the past few hours I had seen only one person go in the door - the man I assumed was Hawk - my prey. My watch showed 11:01. I heard a cough and saw Chris ambling down the alley towards a dimly lit door. He had on the same white shirt he was wearing two days ago when I last fucked him. I had tried to get him to spend the night after I bred him, but he was too wired and bolted as soon as I was done. Chris had flipped up the collar on his shirt I guess in an effort to try to stay dry. Little good that did. It just made him look like some cartoon character - all skin, bones, a head too big for his long limbs. He stopped at the door, knocked, waited, the door opened, Chris said something, then started to walk inside the old factory. My breath caught in my throat. Chris stopped, quickly glanced side to side and behind himself, then bent down like he was tying his shoe. That’s when he was supposed to stuff a wad of paper towel into the door latch hole so that the door would not click shut behind him. I waited until my watch said 11:09. I scanned the alley and confirmed no one was around. My cold, wet fingers found the snap on my holster and with a small click, I released it and eased my gun out. One more check to confirm I was alone and I quickly slid along the brick wall to the factory door Chris had gone in. At the door I paused, waited, listened. I never questioned that Chris would not have done what I had asked. I never even considered the idea that he might have betrayed me. I should have. The factory door eased open on well-oiled hinges. I quickly stepped inside out of the casting of the light. I let my eyes adjust to the darker interior as I tried to calm my breathing and steady my hand. This was it. I replayed in my mind the various scenarios I expected and in each and every one I knew I would have Hawk in handcuffs very soon. I eased my way to the right, following the rough outline of the exterior wall. I heard no voices, saw no movement, but wanted to be sure. The darkness embraced me as I moved, silent, and sure. I continued to edge my way around the outer wall until I came to a cut in - a long, dark hallway with a faint light at the end and the distant echo of voices. I checked around me once more - all was still and silent. I crept down the hall, the light grew brighter. A door was open, an angry voice was saying, “YOU KNOW WHAT HAPPENS TO YOU WHEN YOU TRY TO STEAL FROM ME?” I quickly peered through the crack and saw Chris on his knees and a big man - Hawk - standing over him. Compared to Chris, Hawk was a fucking monster. A good foot taller, a good 100 pounds heavier, and all the Aryan tattoos on his forehead and arms only added to the sinister monster look. Yeah this asshole was going down and Chris would be forever grateful. I eased my boot onto the edge of the door and gently pulled my foot back, slowly, to give myself enough space to slip into the room and take Hawk by surprise. BAM! MY WORLD WENT DARK. I winced trying to decide which was worse: the splitting pain at the back of my skull or the slicing pain in my wrists. I moaned. I eased my eyes open and turned my head, which caused a new round of nausea and pain. My wrists were handcuffed and a large chain was threaded between them and connected to a pulley that dangled from the ceiling. I had been stripped naked and was hanging from the chain with my feet barely touching the floor. I assumed from the hot wetness still trickling down my neck that I had been hit and hit hard in the back of the head and that’s what had knocked me out. God damn it! My ears then picked up the moans and groans and sounds of carnal pleasure. I leaned back a little and looked to my right. There was a man - Hawk - naked and fucking Chris who was bent over facing my way. Chris raised his head, closed his eyes and smiled in total fucking ecstasy like he would smile when I had my dick up his ass. He opened his eyes, smirked, closed his eyes again as Hawk hit just the right spot up in his ass, and Chris started bouncing his hips up and down like his hole was in full orgasm. My mouth dropped open. Shit! “GET THE FUCK OFF MY DICK!” Hawk spat as he shoved Chris off his still hard dick. Chris tumbled onto his knees and looked up at Hawk with awe, admiration, and adoration - disgusting! Hawk kicked him in the ribs, “WHAT THE FUCK YOU WAITING FOR? YOU GOT DELIVERIES TO MAKE AND DON’T FUCKING SHOW BACK UP HERE UNTIL I TEXT YOU. NOW GET!” A low growl rumbled in my chest. For Hawk or Chris I don’t know. Clearly I had been set up and clearly Chris was Hawk’s lover or whatever too, but it was the way he treated him. I loved Chris - in my own way - and always did right by him so seeing someone treat him like that just fucking pissed me off. I promised myself right then I would kill Hawk. Fuck the take down! Hawk picked up a plate of crystal meth – bright white lines of powder - that was sitting on the couch and sniffed a few lines using a tattered bill. He wiped his nose, licked his lips, casually sauntered over to me with his monster dick swinging back and forth and when he stopped he said, “WELL, WELL, WELL, AGENT. WE FINALLY MEET AT LAST.” This man - this drug dealer - this filth of humanity that stood before me curled my stomach. I wanted to lash out, but held my tongue as my brain worked to figure a way to escape. Hawk smiled, licked his right index finger, rubbed it around in the plate of white then slid it between the flesh of his gums and lips and hummed as the burning kicked in. His blue eyes flashed open, the pupils distant pricks of black as he eyed me up and down, “YES, I CAN SEE WHY YOUR LITTLE ONE IS SO PROTECTIVE OF YOU - ENAMORED IF YOU WILL. BUT TRULY NOW. YOU AND I BOTH KNOW IT IS NOT REAL. EVEN THE GRATITUDE IS FALSE. YOUR LITTLE ONE IS ONLY A BITCH KIPPE - FAG - FOR YOU BECAUSE YOU ARE NOTHING MORE THAN A MEANS TO AN END. I ON THE OTHER HAND AM THE MASTER. THE SUPERIOR SPECIMEN OF MANHOOD. JUST LOOK AT EVEN HOW MY DICK - STILL SOFT - IS FAR BIGGER THAN YOURS. DO YOU WANT TO FEEL IT? I THINK YOU DO - I THINK YOU MUST!” I twisted and jerked as Hawk stepped behind me. The heat from his body like a hot furnace on a cold winter’s afternoon. I heard the wet slurp of his mouth, then the piercing press of a pointed finger and nail at my sphincter. I tried to adjust my footing but the give of the chain snapped back, sending me onto his coated dart, “YES, SEE? YOU WILL LEARN WHY YOUR LITTLE ONE BEGS FOR MY DICK - BEGS FOR THE FEEL OF MY FORESKIN SLIDING BACK AS I POUND HIS ASS - BEGS FOR ME TO POZ HIS HOLE AND FILL HIM UP WITH MY AIDS. FRANKLY I AM SURPRISED YOU HAVE NOT TESTED POZ YET, BUT MAYBE BECAUSE YOU ARE ON PREP? OR JUST MAYBE BECAUSE YOU HAVE ALWAYS BEEN A TOP? WELL, WE SHALL TAKE CARE OF THAT.” The clear toll of porcelain on concrete, and the pause of his finger assault on my ass, let me know he had set the plate of drugs on the floor. I wanted to beg and plead for him to stop. To tell him I never did drugs. To scream that I was not a bottom and didn’t get fucked. To tell him I was there only for Chris. All plans for trying to talk my way out of it quickly vanished though. My body arched, my veins pumped my blood faster and faster as my heart raced, my skin was scored bloody as Hawk aggressively pushed his dick into my drug coated ass hole. “OH YES AGENT! THAT ASS IS MUCH TIGHTER THAN YOUR LITTLE ONE’S. YOU ENJOY FUCKING HIM DON’T YOU? NOW AGENT, I WILL SHOW YOU WHAT IT IS LIKE TO BE A DRUGGED UP CUMP DUMP. YOU SHOULD BE HONORED. I HAVE COATED YOUR ASS WITH MY LATEST COOK - MY BEST PRODUCT SO FAR AND TOGETHER WE WILL ENJOY THE RUSH! AND AFTER - WELL AFTER WE SHALL SEE….” (*From the author: If you like the story let me know - post a reply or give a reputation. Thanks to everyone who takes the time to read these stories and for the continued support!)