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Kevin stood up and looked at himself in the mirror. He was flushed and his eyes were bright with excitement. It couldn't hurt could it? He thought. After all, it was a gay sauna. You were meant to be naked, right? The thought of undressing and walking naked into another room with other men made his breath catch in his throat and he could feel his little cock swelling in his jeans. He raised the tee shirt over his head and discarded it. His chubby torso ran with sweat and his tits jiggled as he lowered his arms. Then he undid his belt and dropped his jeans and finally lowered his underwear. Taking a deep breath, he opened the bathroom door and peered out. There was no one around, but he could hear voices from a room opposite, one of which sounded like Sid. Ok, he thought. Here goes. He stepped across the hall, opened the door and went in. A TV on the wall was playing a porn movie and Sid was sat on a battered old sofa talking to an old, wizened man who was idly rubbing an enormous cock with a ring around the base as they chatted. But this wasn't what made the hairs stand up on Kevin's neck or his cock twitch with excitement. On the far side was another sofa on which knelt the young lad - Timmy was it? - being fucked in the arse by a thin, bald man with rings in his tits and a sagging backside covered in wrinkles. Both were covered in sweat, and the lad rested his head on the sofa back looking slightly bored as the thin man thrust at him. He could see the man's cock sliding in and out and was surprised to see it was bare. No condom. Wasn't that supposed to be unsafe? "Ah, Kevin. Come in and sit down." Sid patted the sofa between him and the old man. They seemed unconcerned about what was happening. Kevin had never seen anyone having sex, let alone two men and yet it all seemed so matter of fact. He went over and sat down on the none to clean sofa. He could feel the heat from the two bodies next to him. "This is Arthur", said Sid. Arthur smiled, revealing blackened and broken teeth. "Hello" He said, rubbing his cock lasciviously. Kevin gulped as he saw precum leaking from the bulbous head. "We were just talking about the new shopping mall in the town centre." Said Sid. "You been yet?" " I..I...no, not yet." Kevin replied. There was someone being buggered right opposite, and these two were talking about shopping! He felt something slipping, something changing in him. He felt something was going to happen but he wasnt sure how it would start. Arthur produced a small brown bottle, unscrewed the lid and took a sniff. The aroma was pungent and even sitting next to him, Kevin felt his head swim a little and a weird sensation as if his body was melting. "Try some," Said Sid. "Poppers. Make you feel relaxed." Kevin took the bottle and sniffed. Wow! The aroma swept through him, his heart raced and he felt really horny. What was this? Opposite them, the thin man groaned and his body shuddered in orgasm. After a few moments, he pulled back. His cock flopped out of the lads arsehole which leaked wetness. "Thanks." Said the man and left. "I was at the mall yesterday," Said Arthur, taking Kevin's hand and wrapping it around his slimey cock. "It were quite busy." Sid hefted one of Kevn's tits and tweaked the nipple, making him groan . "Well, it will be good for the town." Arthur pushed the bottle under Kevin's nose, making him breathe deeply. He gasped and sagged into the cushions. He had never felt to horny. They could do anything and he wouldn't care! He saw Timmy watching with a grin. He nodded and raised a thumb at Kevin. Arthur stood up and offered his cock to Kevin who took it eagerly into his mouth, moaning as he tasted the dripping precum. "You been to the new mall yet, Kevin?" Said Sid. Arthur pulled out his cock and Kevin felt himself being pulled up and turned to kneel on the sofa cushions. "N..no.."He replied. What was this? What was happening? The bottle appeared again and he sagged in surrender. Something cool and slippery was applied to his arsehole. "You should go, it's quite impressive." He felt Athur get behind him, his boney fingers digging into his flabby cheeks. Suddenly , the man's cock began to push into him. "Whoa! No!" He said, but the big, slimey head was opening him up, opening him up until, like a cork out of a bottle it slid in followed by the stiff shaft with a delicious, slippery rush. "Oh, my...."Kevin sagged in surrender as he was impaled on the old cock. The man began to move it slowly in and out. It felt so good that Kevin could only push his arse back to meet it even though he knew the cock in him was bare. "Yeah..ah.. good!" Grunted Arthur, his balls slapping against Kevin's as he thrust harder. "Have to make this a quickie, I've got a clinic appointment this morning." He began to thrust hard. Kevin realised he wasn't going to pull out. He intended to cum in him! He moaned and started to get up, but Sid pushed the bottle under his nose and he sagged in surrender. "Well hurry up," Said Sid "Or you'll miss the bus into town." Arthur grunted and suddenly pushed into Kevin. He felt the cock swelling as the old man jerked and shuddered "C..cumming!" He gasped and then it was throbbing, throbbing and Kevin realised his cum was spurting into him. "Ah, that were good!" Said Arthur, belching loudly as he pulled his cock out of Kevn's arse. A drool of sperm dribbled over Kevin's balls as he panted with emotion. Arthur smacked his arse affectionately. " You're proper fucked now, matey! See you later Sid." Kevin looked at Sid. "Wh..what...cliinic is he going to?" He asked, though he already guessed the answer. Sid stood up, and Kevin saw the biohazard symbol above his thickening cock. "Arthur's been poz for years." He said "Not on meds either. Just going for his checkup to monitor his viral load." He got behind Kevin and stroked his arse. " I guess your probably pregnant now, but want some more babies to make sure?" Kevin's heart missed a beat and his breath caught in his throat. He felt a huge sense of relief, as if he had finally found his place in the world. He reached bac and pulled his cheeks apart, offering himself. "Please, sid "He gasped " Give me a your babies!" Sid smiled, pushed forward and slid up his rectum, feeling Arthur's spunk around his cock. "Go and tell Bill to put the kettle on, Timmy. Oh, and he might want to meet Kevin, here. I'm sure he would like a go up his tail." With that he began to thrust happily in and out, relishing the tightness in his balls as orgasm approached...

I get it. We all may be tight when we start playing. But when I’m really getting into it, I want the whole loose. I see it is my job as a top, to use my fingers, tongue, dick, toys to open up and loosen that hole. Few things are bigger turn off than a bottom who squeezes down on his ass, gives me a stupid grin, and says “oh daddy don’t you love how tight I am? “I want to smack these guys across the face Because it feels like they’re trying to pinch off my dick. I want loose and wet and juicy and hot. I take it as a compliment that I’m able to open him up. And I give him props if he’s already taken Dick and he’s presenting a loose hole to me.

I have 2 things on my sexual bucket list. What goes back many years in one is a new fantasy. for years now, I have wanted to try sounding. It seems bizarre to want to stick a metal rod down my urethra. But I look at men experiencing such euphoria and pleasure. I am a firm believer in trying everything at least twice. When I find someone who I can trust, I’m definitely willing to do it. A recent huge turn on for me is FTM. He’s got to be extremely masculine. Preferably furry. And as nasty as I am. A couple of years ago I was watching a hot porn scene. The camera was capturing shots of the top in the bottom. The bottom was masculine, well developed chest, and they showed pictures of his face, then his chest, then his belly. And I was really getting into him, imagining my dick pounding his ass. In one of the subsequent shots, they did a full body view of the bottom and I realised he was trans. When I was still fucking chicks, I love to eat pussy. So having a nasty trans man with a pussy, several holes to fuck, lips spread wide in my face in her, uninhibited and encourage, maybe even high, that’s the one I want my bed.

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.

@Leather-lee I can really only speak to NYC for the late 70s and early 80s - by the time I graduated University in 1984 and started my performing career fear and uncertainty were all ready changing in terms of the all-out-free for all feeling in NYC. Out on the road (I eventually wound up getting laid in 41 of the 42 States I performed in , all of the Canadian Provinces (Nova Scotia, New Brunswick, Quebec, Ontario and British Columbia) and most of the Mexican States where I appeared things took a bit longer to change, but from 1985 on any fucking was done with condoms whether topping or bottoming (that would not change much with hook-ups until the mid-90s, though with both my first partner and my husband, BB was the rule most of the time) and anonymous hooking up began to be seriously frowned upon . Anyway, while things today have some echoes of that period, the sheer VOLUME and VARIETY and VAST MENU of sexual activity still eclipse our current unbridled venues and scenes because - in NYC at least - there were just so many more of them, they were so casually available almost EVERYWHERE ANYTIME in venues both private and public and a higher portion of the gay/queer community indulged in them without hesitation or guilt or concern prior to the knowledge of a deadly epidemic and so I must answer, YES, they were that different. Trust me, today is a VAST improvement over the late '80s and the '90s when a large percentage of guys even insisted on condoms for BLOWJOBS for f*ck sake, even putting them on dildos - those were some tragically libido-crushing years! But while there are more options again, and some unbridled bacchanal scenes mercifully returning, they will never again have the naive care-free innocence we had back then and the huge number of opportunities everywhere may or may not return. Almost every Rest Stop, Truck Stop, Department Store Men's Room, Library Men's Rooms, many full-size Porn Theaters - truly distinct from Adult Bookstores and Booth Stores, Live Performance venues like The Gaiety, a huge number of Discos, Clubs, and Event Spaces, Bars that catered to every different sub-culture in the "lifestyle" were rife with sexual activity many neighborhood bars even had sexually active backrooms... If one or two of each of these types of venues has survived not only into the 21st century but also made it through Quarantine with its' doors still open that's awesome, but realize there were at least 10 to 20 to 30 more of each back then. Not trying sound like some oldster who sits around in his rocking chair complaining how things were better in the old days, there really is a difference between the two periods - in both care-free innocence and sheer volume of both men and venues. Don't let that stop you or anyone else on here from enjoying the opportunities we DO have today - there are very few guys like me who were THERE and active in the scene THEN while still being HERE and still active in the scene NOW,. The depth and sensuality and satisfaction and LENGTH OF TIME a man can have sex with the assistance of Viagra and the like make today's scene pretty special too - anyone who feels they "missed out" on that time period can always remind themselves that: a) most of those guys from that time period are NOT like me and did not live to see the 90s let alone the 21st century, and, b) we can join scenes now assisted by E.D. pills or shots, and play for much longer!

Trans guys can be so fucking hot. I always notice them because I'm really into short dudes. The shorter the better. The first time I hooked up with trans guys it was this trans couple (one thin, wiry and smooth, the other thicker and a furry cub, both about 5'4") I ate both of them out while they made out in the bed, and when I came up for air I said to them "your juices taste like pre-cum." Both of them thought this was HILARIOUS. But it was also true. 🙂 We had a really really good time. I fucked both of them a couple times. They turned out to be really nice guys, too.

I travel quite a bit and the answer is very location specific and tied directly to PrEP availability. In places like the USA I can't remember the last time anyone mentioned condoms and BB is the absolute normal again. In some euro countries where PrEP coverage is shaky you'll see a lot more condoms and BB is not quite the standard and needs to be negotiated.

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!

Come to think of it, it doesn't really make that such sense, but it did work. The bed was gigantic, larger than a king, and you could raise the sling out of the way if you didn't want it. It did work functionally but it did mean guys were climbing up on a mattress to fuck............this is actually the room that it was in (and the boy I whored out one day!) .

No one talk about condom when i go to sauna or cruising place, no one talk about risk they just want take or give loads

Try using a dildo on your hole for 30 min before you hookup. With enuf work any cock can penetrate any hole eventually.

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The First Weekend Danny and I had shared many intimate details that I had in my mind, some very hot and vivid, and never had Danny ever been shocked or judged, another thing I loved having Danny as my friend. Over the years I had shared with Danny my deepest desires, from submitting to him, having my ass owned, and being bred by multiple men. Danny was always interested in helping me explore those desires. One thing we were also very clear about is my dark desires around poz/neg sex. I knew Danny was poz, undetectable, but his acceptance of my desires was another huge turn on. After talking online for years, it was time to finally accept what I needed and realize Danny would be the one to help me fulfill it. The agreement was for me to drive to Danny's house for an overnight 'get to know you' session. I knew there would be many levels, and weekends, for my education and awakening. This first weekend was to be just Danny and I, getting to know each other which would include Danny making love to me and cumming in me as much as possible. The trip would take over an hour so I had packed and prepared for the trip and meeting Danny. After I was all packed and ready, I showered one last time, and cleaned out, as I wanted to be ready and fresh for Danny. I wore a loose fitting a t-shirt, shorts, jock, and flip flops. I was pretty sure I would be undressing quickly upon arrival. Danny and I made a pact to not cum for a week before meeting. I was getting aroused often on my drive, often day dreaming of a video I had seen of my dear friend fucking a bottom. Watching his cock slowly being pulled out of his bottom after cumming. I would be hard just picturing that in my head. mmmmmm I pulled up to Danny's house, grabbed my backpack from the car, cock still semi hard in my jock, and climbed the steps. I didn't even need to knock, Danny opened the door as soon as I was about to knock. I looked at him and smiled as I moved into the house. Danny was smiling at me and said, "welcome Tim. it is so fucking good to see you". As Danny went to close the door I noticed that he was wearing a t-shirt and jock, and was obviously hard already. When the door had shut, Danny moved closer and placed his hand on my lower back. "Let me take your bag Tim". I released my bag and he took it, all the while his hand had moved to my ass. "Please sit down and make yourself comfortable, I will be right back.", Danny said. He squeezed my ass cheek and moved through the room with my backpack. The tv in his living room was playing some good bareback porn, which I LOVE, so I immediately kicked off my shoes and shorts, leaving my t-shirt and jock on. I took a seat on the couch and focused on the tv. The scenes were close ups of cock sliding in and out of holes. The picture was so intense, closeups and the guys' ass lips sicking to the big cock that was fucking him. To my left Danny entered the room again, cock still hard behind his jock. Danny looked at the tv and then back to me, then back to the tv. "Look at those ass lips babe. Amazing." I could not agree more, they were so sexy. Without looking at Danny, "one day sir, one day I want mine to look like that". Now it was my turn to get hard. Danny just lightly said, "yum" and walked over to the end of the couch I was on. Stood there and took off his jock so his cock was exposed, hard, with a cock ring on. "Tim, that is the goal, to make you into a great sub bottom boy". He stepped forward so his cock was in my face. I could see his precum on his cock, starting to drip out more. So hot! I wrapped my lips around his cock and started sucking out all the precum I could. "that's it baby, suck my cock", Danny said. "Now look at the tv Tim, wow". With Danny's cock in my mouth I shifted my eyes to a gorgeous site. The camera was moving into a close up view of the bottom's ass. The top had just pulled out and apparently filled the bottom with cum. His hole was so open and cum dripping out a little. I just moaned on Danny's cock. I pulled off his cock and took it in my hand. Looking up at Danny I said, "I want my hole to be like that one day Danny". Then I took his cock back into my mouth. "I am going to help you get there, turning you into a cum slut, little by little", Then Danny added, "but first I need to suck on those ass lips. Time to head into the bedroom". I let Danny's cock fall from my mouth and slid his jock down and off of him. I stood and took off my jock as well then turned and headed the from which Danny came. I then stopped, not knowing my way. Danny came up behind me, hands on my ass cheeks, lifting my cheeks, basically exposing my hole. His cock head landed right at my hole....and I could feel his wetness. "To the left Tim", Danny said without skipping a beat. I let his cock linger at my hole for a few seconds and then moved to the left where I could see his bedroom door open, a big bed, and my backpack on the floor. As we entered his room, I peeled off my t-shirt, now completely naked, and got on Danny's bed. I got on my back so I could see him, pulled my legs up and slowly stroked my cock. Danny took of his shirt, "I need to eat your ass baby". Danny climbed on the bed and took my cock in his hand, licked my shaft a few times and then swallowed my big hard cock. Fuck this man could suck cock. After deep throating me a few times, he started licking my shaft, and then my balls and up my shaft. Danny kept licking the underside of my balls while pushing my legs up and back towards my chest, exposing my tight but eager hole. Danny paused, almost in a whisper he said, "fuck yes". Danny looked up at me, "I have waited so long to get at your ass Tim". He took one long lick over my hole then lifted his head a little and let a long thick amount of spit fall from his mouth to my aching hole. Then he dove in with his tongue. I had never felt anything like this, Danny was incredible and tongue fucking my hole while spreading my ass further apart. He would stop every now and then and admire his work of opening up my hole. Danny started to get up on his hands and knees, I could see his cock rock hard and dripping as he stayed there on all fours. I thought this was it, he was going to fuck me, but I was wrong. "Turn over Tim, up on your knees so I can taste you from behind". I did as he told me, flipping over and kept my ass up for him, resting my head on his pillow. Danny moved in again and spread me open, immediately tonguing my hole again. Trying to open me up as much as he could. He had moved one of his hands to my cock..stroking my now hanging rock hard cock. I could look under me and see me dripping precum now. I wanted him in my ass so bad. Danny pulled his tongue out of my ass and just massaged my ass cheeks. "Tim, you are open now and taste so good. Please get on your back again, I want in between your legs." My ass was aching so bad, but I wanted to know what was next. I rolled over on to my back again and adjusted myself so my legs were up and head resting on his pillow. Danny moved closer so his hands were on my knees. He reached out and stroked my cock a little more. "Damn nice cock Tim". Of course he was still rock hard and leaking precum. He dropped my cock and moved in between my legs...sucked my cock a minute and kissed is way up so his head was above mine. I now felt his wet hard cock head right on my hole, like it was magically directed to my tightness. "Tim, I am so happy you are here, finally. I have waited so long for this". The more Danny talked, the move his cock bobbed and leaked on my exposed hole. He then bent down to kiss me fully and his cock head just wedged into my tight hole. He then backed off of kissing me. "Tim, tell me what you want". "Danny, I have wanted this for so long, please fuck me". "What do you want, please tell me". Danny said. "I want your poz cock in me so bad, please fuck me baby:." "Thank you Tim" Danny said and then leaned in to kiss me. This time though, he pushed his cock head a little harder and parted my hole and then it happened. My tight ass lips grabbed his cock head and brought his cock into my hole. "Fuck Tim, your ass is so ready". I panted, "and your cock is so ready for my ass, fuck me Danny". Danny got up on his hands and slid his cock in even more. Then he pulled out a little, but not pulling out all the way, lifted himself up so his hands were on my knees again. He then slid his cock back into me even more than before. I was looking up at his face, he was smiling so much. "your cock is so perfect for my tight ass Danny. please fill me up". Danny knew what I meant and on his next push in just kept sinking his cock into me, all the way. "there baby, I am all the way in you. I am so close to cumming, I am oozing my precum in your womb." Danny started to pull his cock out of me again and said, "do you want all of me in you?". I looked up at him and said, "please breed me baby, deep". "fuck" is all he said. he started sliding in and out faster. I could tell his orgasm was starting to build. "please fuck me full of your cum Danny, please. I need it" I was shouting at him now. His pace was building and building, really fucking me hard now, balls slapping against me. This went on longer than I thought and I couldn't take it anymore, it felt so good, I need to cum. I went to take my cock in hand and noticed I was oozing cum, not precum, just oozing cum. It felt so good. I wanted to time my orgasm with Danny's. Danny shoved in one last time, hard, and yelled "take my cum Tim". I felt him swell and start to shoot his love into me, I could feel the first few steams of his hot cum. I grabbed my cock and pulled hard, shooting immediately at the same time as Danny, both of us moaning and groaning at the same time. Finally, I had this hot man's load deep in me. He started to finally move, slightly, little strokes. Danny looked at me, "fuck that was hot Tim". "Yes baby it was". Danny had my legs pushed back and apart as he slowly started to slide out of me. Finally I felt his wet cock drop out of my ass. He was looking directly at my hole. He scoot back a little bit and pushed my legs up more then dipped his head between my ass and licked some of his cum out of my ass. He did that a few times and then he got up on his knees, I could see his dripping cock. Danny looked at me, "clean my cock Tim". I was still covered in my own cum, but it didn't matter, I couldn't get to Danny's cock fast enough. I was on hands and knees and I lifted is now soft, very wet, cock to my mouth and sucked him in. I cleaned off his cock with vigor, tasting his salty cum load and my ass on his cock! it was so hot. Danny leaned over my back and started playing with my ass then guiding a finger into my hole. "Tim, you definitely have me in you now". Both Danny and I fell to the bed, finally, and he cuddled me from behind. I was so happy and content. I pushed back slightly to feel Danny's wetness on my ass cheek. I knew he was still leaking drops of cum. Danny's hands roamed the front of my body, from nipples to fondling my soft cock. "I can't wait to fuck you again Tim", Danny whispered to me. That is the last thing I remember as I fell asleep with a smile. I awoke some time later, it was darker in the house. I immediately felt my as being attended to. As my sleepiness faded I realized I was more on my stomach now and Danny made muffled moans as he ate my ass, clearly taking in the taste of his own load. I started moaning immediately. Danny stopped, "sorry to wake you babe, but I couldn't help it. Your ass is so ready and tastes wonderful, I need to fuck you again, but couldn't help tasting you first". Danny slid up behind men and starting rubbing his hard wet cock all over my ass cheeks and brushing my hole. "It is time Tim", Danny said, and with that he started pushing into me again. "I am going fuck you hard and put my seed deep in you". Danny was right on his word, he started shoving his cock in deep, pulling all the way out, and shoving back in deep again. Over and over, relentless fucking. completely different than him making love to me earlier, but I was right there with him. We had our sexy love making earlier, it was time for him to use my ass and breed me. "Yes sir, please fuck my ass, seed me please" I said. Then I started repeating, "fuck me, fuck me, fuck me". The bed was practically bouncing now with his hard thrusts into my ass. Fuck this felt so good and he knew it. "Like that, don't you boy?". He knew I did. Danny was pounding me hard and finally shoved in me very hard, yelling, "take my poz cum Tim" And that was it, he was cumming in me again! I too shot without even touching my cock. It felt so fucking wonderful. This is how my first night being with Danny went, bliss and being filled with his hot, special, cum loads. Of course Danny came in me one more time before I left the next day. I was a cummy mess. By the time I got home the next day, I was leaking and had to quickly move into my house and a shower. I fell asleep for the rest of the weekend, thinking about being fucked by Danny and what that meant for me. I know there are great times ahead and I thought about those as I dozed off. to be continued....

In the largest cities in the Midwest, gay life was much the same as outlined by others above. Chicago being the mega-center of gay life, most gay guys that needed to move to somewhere other then where they grew up, moved there. In the 'gaybor-hoods', the usual necessary shops, stores, etc were patronized by mostly gay men/women. However, in the non-gayborhoods, there were plenty of gay folk too. Not everyone lived in the thick of it all. All the "near" neighborhoods/burbs (meaning, relatively close to Chicago-proper) had plenty of gay folks for neighbors, particularly along the elevated train lines. Even when the various ethnic neighborhoods (mostly European immigrants) there were plenty of gay folks, if not bars, etc. "Boystown" (which was actually named "Lakeview") was ground zero though. Tons of bars w/backrooms, gh joints, porn theatres, as well as cruisy areas along the lakefront parks. The worst part of any of it was finding parking at night. Walking from any of the fuckjoints back to your car you could stumble over a pair of guys fucking - and either join in or keep going - it was just not anything out of the ordinary (at night). Those were heady days for sure ... and I'm really grateful to have been there experiencing all of it.

The Club Saint Louis has the slings above the bed in the VIP suites. I never get a VIP room because I don't see anybody use that setup, regardless of height/weight. I do really like the public sling room at CSL, it is not adjustable. I had a bf that could rig up the sling over the bed in the RV(limited space), but the ceiling connections were heavy duty springs, so the top held on to the bottom and took us for a ride. Few people could cum that ways, butt there were few barebackers then. It seems like Steamworks Chicago has sling rooms too, with awkward setup= too close to the floor or the bed. I have had fun in the public sling. I really like Chi Steam's fuckbenches best.

My first time was two older fuckers who picked me up and used me all weekend. never looked back after that

My perspective is a little different. I have very distinctive custom tattoos pretty much on all sections of my body. Even if my face is obscured, I'm completely identifiable so as long as I'm getting vids of me getting bred and shit, at this point my face doesn't really matter.

Good man

You fuckin bet!!

Absorb it! A good faggot should always keep filthy toxic sperm inside of its body as long as possible.

Be driving through the rough neighborhood of Oakland, CA and have an auto ‘breakdown’ and be stuck on the side of the street across from a group of sexy men. I’d have shorts on, showing off my muscular bubble butt and be looking under hood bent over and presenting it to the men watching. Eventually I’d go over and ask for help, see if I could offer up my ass in exchange for the help, without getting beaten up. Have to chose my words carefully and see if they bite. They do, they ask me to go inside the one dude’s house that I’m parked across from. As I get in they immediately strip me of my shoes, shorts, undies, shirt, and carry me to a bedroom with a mattress on the floor and some sort of system to tie me up and secure me to the mattress, ass up. They gag me and poor poppered on a rag and hold it to my face and that’s all I breathe. My heads spinning all the while I feel my hole being stretched open by a huge cock. I feel so warm and horny all of a sudden and feel piss hitting my face, head, and back. I hear the men talking and telling the dude inside me to cum , breed my ass. I hear him grunt and spasm, the warm of cum filling my hole. He pulls out and I feel empty, but then another cock penetrates me, it’s bigger and going very deep and hard. My second hole is getting forced open and the cum of the previous dude is helping lubricate me during this cock’s assault. I feel his cock stiffen and he drives in deep while he’s grunting in pleasure…more cum. The next cock enters and I swear these dudes have coordinated based on cock size, it’s thick and longer. I feel like my hole is stretched to its limit. I’m being fed more poppers and my hole is relaxing as I’m taking it all in, getting fucked and bred repeatedly. I estimate that there were nine men outside and now I’m on ninth cock, I feel so much cum dripping out of my ass , the ninth dude moans in ecstasy as he cums. I think it’s over, but it’s not, I see more men I didn’t recognize and they enter and strip. They’ve got big cocks and one by one they enter me, pump their baby batter up my guts. This goes on for several hours. I’m finally untied and my wobbly legs can barely hold me up. I feel in heat, cum drunk, my guts filled with so much cum. It’s dripping down my leg even as hard as I try to clench my hole close so I don’t lose any. I want to hold their sperm inside me the rest of the day. I get dressed and bid them goodbye and tell them we should do this again, that I’m actually not broken down, but willing to drive back any time and that they can gather up more men. Spend the night with them.

This evening my 32 yo fuckbuddy of Vietnamese descent stopped by after work to give me a birthday fuck and load. September is my birth month and an important milestone in my life was celebrated! Also, he had family visiting him from Vietnam until last Thursday, so we couldn't meet up for some naked fun in August and September of this year. He got to my ass, first by rimming it and sticking his cock inside. He fucked me in every angle. Shallow then deep. This went on for several minutes. He announced that he was ready to cum up daddy's hole. I told him, "Be my guest! Blast away!" I got his huge load of several days' worth. After pulling out, he tasted my cummy ass and offered me some of that huge load. I wanted to thank him by cleaning off his cummy cock. He knows what'll get me to cum. A single finger, then another, then still another went into my cummy hole. This gets me hard in no time! I couldn't hold back and shoved my cock into his mouth. He got my load of 5 days that I was saving for him. After cleaning up, we went to a local eatery for lamb, chicken, and steak, with rice! You burn calories during sex and get hungry for food -- at least both of us do! Naked fun and dinner afterwards -- what a combination!!!

That is the job of a toxic poz top!!

My pink little boipussy needs to get broken and split in half by black cocks

If you are 22, I need to jump on a plane and hunt you down!

Yeah alphas tell me they luv how my jockpussy feels when it’s cumsloppy asf

So many reasons. I came of age when AIDS was raging so condoms were a natural but I remember my first fuck was a guy I picked climbing on my dick and riding me raw. I shot in 30 seconds. Raw feels so much better Fumbling to put a condom on is a drag the intimacy of sharing semen with a man is so intimate and satisfying honestly the risk was hot.

My 1st time came out of pure passion. When we were having sex the very first time, we wore a condom. After he had came we laid there for awhile talking, kissing and I was slowly stroking him and tasting his cum. Once he started to get hard again, he slowly started to tease my hole with the head, then I just pushed my body & hole onto his cock. The difference was life altering and I never looked back to condom usage again.

I recently visited The Vault with a bttm fuckbuddy. It’s been my fantasy to see his ass get used at a sex club. Saturday was naked / underwear night and he was wearing a black jockstrap with his firm round muscle ass in display. First guy fucked him and came, I then had to feel his wet hole.. then a really cute nerdy muscular guy approached me, we kissed then he took my hand and guided to his ass, which was beautiful and round and definitely been fucked as he was very wet. That got me really hard and so fucked him while he fucked my friend, I was in deep when he came inside my friend. He pulled out, thanked me and walked off. A sexy big daddy type guy came over and wanted to taste my cock. He had a very big, thick cock which my friend started sucking. I then asked him to fuck my friend’s wet pussy. He turned him around and slid in with no hesitation, deep and my friend was moaning with pleasure as we took turns on his hungry ass. After a while, we took a break. We saw a well known porn actor, he came over and just presented his ass to me, he was so wet and dripping with cum and lube, I had to have his ass. I fucked him till he asked me to breed him, which drove me over the edge and I shot a 5 day load in him. My friend was jealous because he wanted it. On the tube home, I fingered his hole and he said he needed my cum. I fucked him around the tube starting in a small park. It was much needed, but am now addicted to cum hungry bottoms and want more

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!!

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.

Part 7 We made our way through the tent area again until I found the right tent where I got my new look earlier. I got a wide smile from the piercer and tattoo artist when they looked up from their current projects and saw me walk in with my cute little new friend. Well now who do we have here? Asked the piercer as he was dipping his needle in the tab full of poz cum about to pierce a nipple. Well boys this little guy came with his now ex who decided to dump him here after promising him his cherry popped and collecting as many loads as he could but the ass said he wasn't manly enough so he left him. "Well I think we could help him out with starting over" came the response from the tattooer over the buzz of his gun. Well guys sorry to disappoint you on the cherry popping but I already beat you to the punch on that but this little guy is looking for more strains and his first bit of artwork and jewelry as well. They both smiled and looked at eachother then back at my friend here and they both agreed that it would be their honor to help make that a reality. The pierced motioned for us to come over to him as he was about to insert the needle he was prepping into a hot studs nipple and he asked us both to help him while he worked. He asked me to help hold this guy down and for my buddy here to suck on his cock some while he pierced him. My buddy looked up at me and I smiled and nodded and he sank down to his knees and started to lick him up and down before deep throating him down to the root in one shot. This sudden deep throating made the piercer moan deeply and plunge the needle straight through the guy's nipple causing the expected yell of pain. My buddy kept pulling back till he was just at the tip and plunging back down in one motion. He prepped the next needle with more poz cum and timed it just right for when he pulled out his cock and went straight down again he pushed the needle in again causing the guy to yell again. Once both piercings were complete and the jewelry was in place with the special cream and wrappings in place he allowed the guy a few moments to rest to get ready for his next piercing. I started to make out with him as the piercer rolled back in his chair over to the tattoo table to play with the upturned ass of the guy getting a red biohazard on his back and to enjoy my buddies oral skills some more in comfort. He reached over and started to probe his ass with his tongue while my buddy deepthroated him more bringing about moans of pure delight from the guy. After a few more moments of this he told my buddy to stop because he didn't want to waste the load that was going to be going into his hole. When my buddy got up there was so much spit running down his face which only made him that much cuter to see and the piercer brought closer to lick his face up and bury his tongue down his throat. They broke the kiss and he rolled back over to continue his work so he could work on him next and then enjoy his hole. The piercer got a few more needles ready as well as the bars he was going to use to give this guy a jacob's ladder to go with the prince albert he wanted as well. The tattooist called my buddy over and had him do for him what he did to the piercer and he was so happy to have another cock in him. I was so turned on from seeing this cutie who was so sad earlier now so happy knowing that he was well wanted as a cute soon to be poz cum dump. When he got down on all fours he had to push his cute ass up in the air and it was all the invitation I needed to get up behind him and push my leaking cock into his winking hole. He gasped with his mouth full of cock and it seemed to drive him even more to suck as much as he could. I couldn't go as fast as I wanted so I took my time and made sure I did nice long strokes into his ass. The tattooist loved the rhythm mixed with his cock being deepthroated without messing up once on the tattoo he was working on. After about five mins of me fucking this cutie I could feel my balls tighten and I shot another volley of cum up his hole. I pulled out of him as the tattooist told him to stop sucking as well to save his load for later as well. We both got up and the piercer called us both over to say he was done with his guy and now he wanted to work on the cutie. My buddy climbed into the chair and he told him he wanted everything I had gotten done but he wanted a jacob's ladder as well. The piercer smiled at his request and told him he would be delighted to help with that. He got all the equipment he would need ready and I stood at the top of him to hold him down and warned him that the nipples will be the most painful and to just breathe as it happens. With that he nodded to me and to the piercer who dipped the needle he was holding into the cup of poz cum again and lined it up with his nipple. He closed his eyes and braced himself for the pain and the piercer took that as his cue and breached his skin with the first needle causing him to yell out. He didn't wait but for a moment to grab the next needle and dip it quickly and repeated it into his other nipple causing more screams. As soon as he was done my cutie was sobbing for a bit and we both sat there to comfort him for a while. We told him the hard part was over and that the cream he was getting put on them would help with the pain and to quickly heal them up. We were so occupied with his comfort that we didn't know the tattooist was done and that he walked over to where we were and raised his legs up and started to eat his hole. This helped distract him and calm him quicker and in the midst of his moaning from probably one of the best rim jobs he ever had the piercer started his work on giving him his prince albert and his jacobs ladder that he didn't even notice until he asked the tattooist to stop. When he pulled away my buddy was shocked to see the barbells through his shaft and the one through the tip of his cock. He smiled at me and I bent down to give him a deep kiss and told him he took it like a champ. We all decided to take a quick break before he got his tattoos done and he asked if it could be a fuck break instead of a regular one. We all laughed at that and all agreed that it would be the best break ever. They put the sign on their tent that they were taking a break and we all walked over to a tent that was not far from their and saw it was a fucking tent. There wasn't anyone using it at the moment so I picked up my buddy and laid him in the unoccupied sling that was there and asked them who wanted his ass first. The piercer called dibs and went over to the lube table and grabbed a pack and lathered it onto his cock. My cum was still oozing out of his hole so there was no need to lube him up and he went ball deep in one plunge moaning loudly that his ass felt amazing. Once they were settled in I went over and wheeled over a fuck bench next to the sling and knelt down so I was still facing them so I wouldnt miss the show and offered my hole to the tattoosit so he wouldn't feel left out of the fun. He agreed and grabbed some lube and started to fuck me while he watched the show too. This went on for a while and the noises we were all making drew in a huge crowd of guys pumping their cocks at the sight as well as a few occupying a few of the other stations to fuck as well. The piercer was picking up his pace and was slamming into his hole. We all knew he was about to get his toxic load and with one final slam he announced that he was cumming which brought applause from everyone there. The tattooist pulled out of me so quickly there was a loud popping noise from my ass as he rushed over and plunged himself deeply after the piercer pulled out. I watched with lust seeing him squeal with delight at this mans fucking and I was so entranced I didn't know another man took his place at my hole until he slammed his cock right at home in me making me gasp but I never took my eyes off of my buddy getting plowed. After a few more minutes of the tattooist slamming into my buddy he let out a roar that he was loading him up making everyone cheere. He stayed in his ass for a good while and they were making out like sloppy lovers and he asked if anyone had a buttplug handy. The random man who was fucking me pulled out and rushed one over to him and he inserted it with ease. Once he was well plugged the tattooist picked him up from the sling and he signaled for us to follow him back to the tent saying it is time to mark this cutie up even more. We followed them back to the tent grinning from ear to ear knowing what was next.

Literally 5 minutes ago I got loaded by my door dash driver. Simply asked if he wanted a real tip, he looked confused then I showed him the panties I was wearing, a minute later I'm sucking him hard.The next, he's got me bent over filling my ass with cum. Have him a 20 dollar tip on a 17 dollar order lol

Interesting, I LOVE a verbal top, nothing turns me on more than a guy who is a verbal take charge guy. Whether I'm sucking or getting fucked, love hearing a guy order me to do what he wants. Nothing in particular is a trigger, just the fact that I'm on my knees being a cock sucking faggot begging for another mans seed.

(late 90's) I look back now and wished I'd taken better advantage of my youth. I was in my 20's and did absolutely nothing social. I was creative if you gave me a pen and paper but if you plopped me down in a gathering of friends, I was quiet and boring. The only contact I had with other people was at work or with my friend Troy. I only had a friendship with him because he'd foisted it upon me. He lived on the same floor of the my apartment building and absolutely refused to be ignored. He was flamboyantly gay and figured out I was closeted pretty early on. We forced me to interact with him no matter how cold my attitude was. I started to like him. No sexual attraction at all, but he had a good heart. He was throwing himself a birthday party at a club downtown, and not going was out of the question. I'd never been to a gay bar before, but there was just no way out of it. So on that Friday bight, I dressed up a little and went to this place called "Jax". I hated it at first. Everybody knew each other and everybody was having fun. I almost walked right back out, but Troy had already seen me. I was the first of his guests to arrive. I walked over to where he was sitting and sat across from him. "No.No. Sit next to me. Be my arm candy. This has always been my favorite table because you can see everyone that walks in. You're early. God! You really don't know anything, do you? Never come early or right on time to a party, Les! The bartender is delivering a pitcher of beer and some shots. I was going to drink it all as a warm-up, but I'll share." "Happy birthday, Troy." "Thank you, Sweetie. Than you for the card as well. Nobody sends birthday cards anymore...the only ones I got were from you and my mom." The club was starting to fill up, but only about three more of his invitees came. We all sat on the same side of the table because Troy didn't want anybody blocking his view of the action. We drank a lot. I wasn't really used to alcohol but had a high tolerance for it somehow. Metabolism? Anyway, the party was pretty much a bust. The other "friends" blew kisses and left for other hot spots. I stayed because I figured my friend would be too wasted to get himself home. "Dumb queens. Who needs 'em? Thank you for staying, Les. I know how much you hate it here, Means a lot." And then a small group of guy in robes and pajamas blustered through the front door. Weird. "Ugh. Another pajama party. Those are getting way too common these days. Oh God, that bald guy is carrying a teddy bear. Look." "What do they do at a pajama party?" "They all go club to club in their PJ's and then back to somebody's place to have a group fuck or something. I refuse to go to one. I sleep in the buff anyway. Oh no!" "What?" "The Ripper is among them." "The what? Who?" "See that guy with the curly reddish-brown hair and beard? The really tall one? That's The Ripper." "Why is he called that?" "It fits. You take him to your place and he rips your rectum and then rips your valuables. Rips condoms. Rips you completely." "He looks harmless." "Oh God, Les, Don't even get curious. I shouldn't have said anything." "Why?" "Because you're an innocent oddball who's a prime target for people like him. You are his type." "But I don't even have any valuables." "You have your health and your life. He's got the recipe." 'The Recipe' was the his code for HIV. ""How do know all this?" "Darling, I know everyone in this town. I see all. Be right back...I'm going to find a nice normal guy for you. Stay here." He left. I immediately looked over at Ripper only to find he was already looking at me. Shit! This is why I never socialized...too many landmines. He was kind of handsome, though. Troy came with more shots, a stack of napkins and a pen. "I saw you look over there. Stop. Have a drink and draw me some cartoons." I was an amateur cartoonist and liked to draw for other people. I wasn't published. I drew really raunchy 'toons that I knew Troy would like. I liked making him laugh. We had more drinks and more fun. Every time I glanced over at Ripper, he was still looking at me. "I saw that, Les. Stop. Keep drawing. Oh look! Here's Barry!" One of Troy's friends had shown up late for the party. They exchanged hugs and kisses...which got more intimate. They were both drunk. They full on made out right there at the table. "Barry and I are going to dance now, Stay put and keep drawing. I'll be back." But he never came back. He had vanished. Well, good for him. He was going to get a birthday fuck. Oh well. I had drank so much, but didn't feel intoxicated. Maybe it was my Scottish ancestry. I should probably go too, but the presence of Ripper kept me in my chair. Most of his little PJ party had moved on, leaving him all alone. I looked at him again and smiled. He returned the smile and nodded. Landmine. The bartender came by and asked if I needed anything. I ordered two vodka tonics because I didn't want him thinking I was by myself. I put one of them about a foot away from me in order to keep up the illusion I wasn't a single loser. Ripper was alone now. What a weird thing to see a grown man in his pajamas siting alone. I should go say 'hi' or something. I downed the first drink and shamelessly grabbed the seconf, trying to decide what I should do. I didn't have to. He came over to me and plopped a teddy bear right in front of me. "Hi. This guy needs a new home. My friend Josh left this behind. Can I sit?" "Thanks. Yes. Absolutely.' "I'm Craig, What happened to your friend?" Hi Craig. I'm Les. I think my buddy got lucky. Can I buy you a drink?" "Sure, Wow. You've been sucking down the booze all night...are you sure you want any more?" "I'm cold sober for whatever reason. Or maybe not. My drawing are getting a little sloppy, I'll have one more and call it a night." "You come to a beer and DRAW?? No offense, but that's weird. Can I look?" He shuffled through my cartoons and smiled. "What happened to the pajama party" "Who knows? They're all flakes. I get abandoned by those guys regularly. Its just us now. Can I sit closer to you?" I patted Troy's empty stool and he was right next to me. "So I guess your pal told you all about me." "He's a gossip, but, yeah -- he told me some stuff."' "Guys like him are the reason I can't get laid anymore. Fucker." "Any of it true." "Of course not. I just pissed off somebody once and they spread rumors to ruin me." "Sorry. It seemed dubious to me. You seem nice." "Really? Thanks. I've never seen you out before. New in town?" "No. This just isn't my scene. I hate crowds." "Well, it's not crowded now. Let's have another round and go back to my place. I wouldn't ask to go back to yours because I don't want you to think I'd rob you." But he lived way North of the city, and I didn't want to drive that far. We drank more. "I like you, Craig." Maybe the alcohol was starting to affect me. He reached over, took my hand and stuck it down the front of his pajama pants. I felt the biggest erection in the world. It was hot and a little moist. "You seem normal, but you like danger. I can tell." "Oh, hell. Everything you heard is true. I admit it. Can you admit it turned you on?" "I can." What turns you on most? That I can ruin assholes? That I sabotage condoms? That my cum is poisonous? That I'm a criminal?" "All of the above." "Good. Let's go. I promise if we go back to your place, I won't take anything that's not mine." We left and got to my apartment. He took off his slippers and t-shirt. OK. This was happening now. He waited for me to do something. I stripped. "Danger. You're in the danger zone now, boy. Lie down here on the floor." I did and he collapsed on top of me. We kissed long and hard as he humped me. I grabbed that infamous boner again. Dear Lord. "Got a condom? You realize I'll tear it off at some point, but we can pretend for a bit if you want." "Are you really HIV+?" "Oh yeah. And it's potent. No meds can make it go away. You wanted danger and now it's aimed right for your ass." He spit on his fingers and massaged two of them into my hole. "This will hurt and make you bleed like crazy. You'll have to get an area rug for this carpet." "Rip me." That set him off and shoved that thing nearly half way into me. I wanted to scream, but he held one of his huge hands over my mouth. "You're lucky that it's been so long for me. I'll cum soon. Hang on. Here's what you wanted. Ahhhh. Shittt!" I was in severe pain and could feel my ruined anus bleeding. He was done. The Ripper had completed his task. We lie there together for a minute. "Mind if I spend the night? I've already got my pajamas here." "Let's go to bed." It was a nice night. He let me suck him and we fucked twice more. He let himself out that Saturday morning. I spent the whole day in bed, listening to my body. It was wrecked and full of bad cum. I needed to find him again.

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At long last, Friday had arrived. It had been a helluva week – deadlines and fire drills, and my boss breathing down my neck the whole time – so when I finally shut down my laptop, the relief swept over me like a tidal wave and my entire body sagged into my chair, spent. As mentally exhausted as I was, a singular thought had run through my mind and kept me going all week: Friday night meant going to the bookstore and taking cock after cock until my mind went numb. And it wasn’t just any bookstore. I had purposely chosen a remote job so I could choose the city to live in, rather than being tied to an office. The city I had selected – surprise! – happened to be home to one of the largest adult bookstores and men’s clubs, maybe in the country. It was massive, with a store that must have been 10,000 square feet, along with a huge arcade with more than 50 booths, a 100-seat theater that screened only the most recent porn films (mostly bareback), and three different public rooms. And that was just the first floor! Upstairs, a labyrinth of narrow corridors wound its way through a maze of small private rooms, each with a bed, small table and sink. At the end nearest the stairs and elevator, a large bathroom contained plenty of shower space and even a few enema wands for we bottoms to get and stay ready to take cock for as long as we wanted to be there. I willed myself out of my chair and grabbed an energy drink off the desk as I headed to my bedroom. I slugged the entire can and then hopped in the shower, making sure to clean out and get myself spic-and-span inside and out. I hadn’t eaten in a day and a half, so there should be no reason to have to hit the showers at the club. I wanted to spend as much time in a popper fog, taking cocks and loads and not thinking about anything that had happened during the prior week. The club was busy when I got there, and it wasn’t even five o’clock. A lot of guys tended to make quick stops on their way home – to take a load, or dump one – before heading home to their families. The place would be mostly empty by about six, but by eight o’clock guys would be streaming in, and the real fun would begin. As for me, I liked the quiet time. It was kind of like the calm before the storm, a chance to get situated and ready for all the fun to be had. My usual M.O. was to grab a private room upstairs from the front desk, peel off my clothes and leave most of my things in a locker on the main floor, then explore. Often, I wore nothing more than my sneakers and a jock strap, my pre-lubed hole out and ready for any top who wanted to bend me over. I meandered through the arcade area, watching the guys in business suits and wedding rings going in and out of the booths. One guy exited a booth wiping at his jacket lapel, spreading a big cum stain that I hoped for his sake would dry before he got home. Amateur. Next I wandered into the theater. On the screen was a scrawny twink with a huge cock that was rock-hard. It flopped from side to side as he bounced up and down on not one, but two huge black cocks. True to form, there wasn’t a condom in sight. I found myself wondering if either of the tops he was riding might secretly be poz. Certainly they were tearing up his insides well enough that a little bug would be able to sneak in, if it happened to be seeping out in someone’s pre-cum. As I watched the movie, I felt someone slide up behind me. Two big, meaty hands slipped under my arms to squeeze my nipples – which I fucking love – and I felt a hard cock poking into one of my ass cheeks. I reached behind me and rubbed the man’s stiff cock, then slid his zipper down, reached into his pants, and freed it. I estimated it to be about five or six inches, but it was girthy as fuck – a fat hog that would give me a healthy gape to start the evening. I lined up the tip to my hole and pushed back, feeling his hot breath on the back of my neck as he sighed with pleasure. His cock slid inside me with no trouble, and I relished the spasms of my sphincter as it attempted to swallow something so thick. My anonymous friend began to fuck me in rhythm with the twink on the screen. Each time he impaled himself on those two huge shafts, the guy behind me pushed himself in balls deep. I bent over slightly and grabbed the door jamb for a little extra support. His heavy pants felt warm and moist on my neck as he worked himself closer to completion, and at last, with a gasp, he exploded deep inside me. Soon the pulses subsided and he slipped his cock out, zipping up and beating a hasty retreat. I never even turned around, just winked at one of the other regulars who had been looking on. He gave me a big grin in response. Knowing what he was into, I called him over with a slight nod. Obediently, he got on his knees behind me and I felt his tongue on my hole. I pushed the stranger’s load out into his hungry mouth, momentarily savoring the sensation of his tongue probing for the last few drops before I moved on. The crowd was beginning to thin, and the first two public rooms proved to be empty. In the third, however, stood a huge bull of a man. He must have been at least six foot six with broad shoulders and massive biceps straining against the sleeves of a white t-shirt. His entire body seemed to be sculpted out of solid granite. His clean-shaven head and thick, long goatee gave him a slightly sinister air to add to the overall effect. “Who the fuck is that?” I asked another regular who was standing nearby, admiring him. “You don’t know who that is?” he asked incredulously. “The guy’s famous around here. They call him Pozzy Bear.” The reference to a children’s show character seemed a bit ridiculous when applied to such a colossal figure, and I chuckled. “It’s no joke,” he said. “That guy has the magic touch. Some say all he has to do is look at someone and they get HIV. You’re guaranteed poz if he unloads inside you. For real.” I could see how the man’s stature might feed any number of myths about his prowess. Still, I found myself wondering how I could have missed meeting someone who evidently spent time in one of my favorite haunts. So, I decided to ask. “What are you doing?” the other guy hissed as I strode toward the hulk. I ignored him. “Hi,” I said, approaching Pozzy Bear. “I’m Jay.” “Richard,” he replied. “But you can call me Pozzy Bear.” Was Pozzy Bear a persona that perhaps he had cultivated for himself? I decided to probe. “Where did that name come from?” I asked, maybe a little more directly than I had intended. The hulking figure remained silent, instead scanning me with his eyes from head to foot. At length, he spoke. “Get a room and I’ll show you.” Instantly my curiosity was piqued. “Got one,” I said, holding up the key I had fastened to the strap of my jock. “Lead the way.” He followed me up the stairs, and though he was always a few steps behind me. I made sure to wiggle my ass as a tease, but his eyes were level with my shoulder blades and I’m not even sure he noticed from that height. We arrived at the room and stepped inside. A single dim lamp burned on the table, providing the perfect ambiance for an anonymous breeding session. I turned to face him and he was already removing his shirt. I have no idea how I didn’t see it through his shirt, but metal nipple piercings shone through a matt of rich, dark chest hair that nearly obscured biohazard tattoos that encircled each nipple. He lowered his pants to reveal a scorpion tattooed on the front of his left hip. And hanging just to the right of it was one of the most massive cocks I have ever seen. Flaccid, it reached half-way down his thighs – perhaps ten or eleven inches – and was approximately the diameter of my wrist. I was so shocked that my body didn’t know how to react. My mouth began to salivate and my hole twitched, but in between my stomach had twisted itself into knots at the thought of that monster invading a hole that nature had intended as an exit. “I need to hear you say you want it,” he said matter-of-factly. I summoned up some courage and fought to keep the butterflies in my stomach at bay. “I want it,” I responded. “I want it!” “No,” he replied firmly. “I need to hear the words.” I realized what he meant. “I want your poz load.” He nodded. “Better.” He grabbed my shoulders and spun me around, then pushed me onto the bed like I was a rag doll. I was on my stomach, and before I could get up into the usual doggy-style position he held me down, one hand on my back as he straddled my legs with his knees. I heard the cap of a lube bottle click, and cold liquid running down the crack of my ass. He began rubbing the tip up and down, occasionally coming into contact with my pucker and sending shivers up my spine. Then came the invasion that a part of me dreaded and part of me hungered for. He placed the tip in contact with my hole and pushed. I opened easily for him at first, and I felt the tip pop in with no issue. He continued to push relentlessly, that massive shaft stretching me wider than I had ever been stretched before. I felt a burning sensation as my anus and rectum rebelled against the invader, causing me to whimper in pain and try to pull away. But his hand held me firmly in place, while he continued pushing his way into my guts with a steady pressure. Soon the tip of his cock had arrived at my second hole, but rather than slowing he kept pushing his way inside. By now I was grasping the bedsheet so tightly that I was on the verge of tearing it to shreds, and my mouth had clamped down on the thin, dusty pillow to keep from screaming. Still, he kept pushing. It was as though he was trying to fuck my very soul. At last the pressure eased, and I felt his balls touching mine. I had heard the term “rearrange my guts” before, and had even used it myself, but absolutely nothing I had ever experienced before compared to what was happening to me in that moment. Without a sound, Richard – Pozzy Bear – began to rhythmically fuck my ass. The burning sensation continued and even intensified as he slid in and out over and over. Then, without warning, he pulled completely out! In an instant I went from the fullest I had ever been, to empty and desperate to feel him inside me again. I couldn’t believe my ears as I heard myself say, “Put it back in, please!” The lube bottle cap snapped again, and he drizzled a generous amount into my gaping hole. He took a moment to rub some on the tree trunk he was using to fuck me, then slid back inside me – all the way, and very quickly. My body bucked involuntarily, but his steady hand again held me in place, forcing me to endure the onslaught. I adjusted more quickly to his presence inside me this second time, no doubt aided by the copious amount of lube he had used. Placing one hand on the bed on either side of me, he locked his legs into mine and pressed more of his weight down onto my back, and proceeded to jackhammer my hole relentlessly. That massive tool slid in and out, in and out, his solid, muscular stomach slapping against my back each time it did. My body had finally adjusted to his size, and I was enjoying his ministrations. The pre-cum ran from my cock and soaked the sheet beneath me. I even found myself bucking back to meet his thrusts, taking him deep and hard. Finally, he growled in my ear, “I’m gonna poz you, slut.” “Do it!” I cried out. “Poz me! Give me your poz load!” With an animalistic howl he drove his hips against mine and held still, pumping his load deeper inside me than anyone had ever been before. For a few moments he remained motionless, then collapsed on top of me, crushing me into the mattress. I could barely breathe, but I knew that when he moved that magnificent cock would slip out of me, and that was something I wanted to avoid for as long as I could, so I stayed like that. After a few minutes of shallow breathing, I felt him stir and lift his bulk off me then, disappointingly, his cock slid out. A cold trail of cum and lube dribbled down my balls, adding to the wetness of the sheet caused by my pre-cum. “You should see some positive results within a month or so,” he said as he got dressed. “Nice hole. Too bad I probably ruined you for any other cock.” With that, he slipped out the door, leaving it open behind him. I turned and saw several faces staring in from the hall. Front and center was the regular from downstairs who had told me about Pozzy Bear. “Bet you thought that what I told you downstairs was a myth,” he said with a smirk, “when in fact, that man is a legend!”

I want to jump on the Scorpion 🦂 fan club wagon, i know i shouldnt oost this, but everyone else has so.... I have been so turned-on by your stories since yours was the first long stort i ever read on here and I've been hooked ever since! Thank You!

Just went through a really fun weekend full of cocks! This time had a couple of trans top as well! Unexpectedly! It was a long weekend in Melbourne and one of my usual top told me he’ll have a watch along party with a few guys and asked if I’m keen to be the entertainment after the games. Said yes off course. I wasn’t the only bottom when it begin. After the match really the usual few guys taking turn fucking us. I serviced guys at that point and one of the is a Brazilian guy. He was super Dom. Rough and had a thick cock. The most memorable of the bunch! They taking turn fucking me for a couple of hours. Then the Brazilian guys said, I’ve got a couple of trans gf who like to fuck guys too, you ok me getting them to fuck you? I said as long as they the one fucking sure 🙂 Just before midnight, a could have trans girls came, both Brazilian, they look beautiful I think as trans women goes. One of them is darker Brazilian with almost an Afro hair. Very striking look and I can sense she’s very Dom. True enough the entire time she address me as slut and told me to only address her as mistress. Quite strange the other guys also become more submissive when the two trans came in. The other one she’s very muscular look , also not skinny type and I can sense dominance in her. Anyway the one with Afro hair, she walked to me, slapped me soo hard suddenly, then command me to kneel,. I did, she asked how many loads in my ass? I said 4 so far. She slapped me again. Grab my mouth and start spitting on it. I swallowed them. She asked, if I had cum at all. I said no. She demanded me to now jerk myself off until I cum. So I did , on my knees trying to cum and she took out her phone and start recording. She said I’m now her slave. Any disobedience, she’ll post the video of me jerking off in all possible platforms. All I have to do is to obey her. I was shocked, didn’t expect it, but didn’t say anything and she slapped me again. Then I said yes mistress. I came after a while and swallow my cum. She then took her cock out, and wow, she’s bigger than any of the guy who fuck me earlier I started sucking her and the other trans she’s starting fingering my loaded ass. So now I’m on all four sucking one and the other started just fucking me. After I came, my hole always tightened, so it felt that a really big cock is ripping me open again ! She was just ramming it home, and I was choking on the other big cock! They then switch, the one I was sucking with bigger cock start fucking me , she fuck hard, long stroke. And deep. She almost always pull out to the tip, then rammed it hard deep! She did that with a good fast rythem. Surprised to me she didn’t last very long. She came then straight to my mouth to clean. The other Trans then went back in and start fucking me , she’s like jack rabbit! Fast short stroke, but she keep going ! We switch to missionary, and she’s start kissing me, definitely different, she’s very gentle now, fucking lots of kissing , very passionate. I spend about at lest an hour with her fucking me in all different positions and finally she breed me. I had 6 loads now. The dominant one, called me again, address me as slave. Told me to kneel and open my mouths i did and she start pissing in my mouth, steady stream and I managed to drink most of it, some spill on the floor and she instructed me to lick the floor clean. Which I did. The then slapped me again and grab my nipples and she twisted is a hard as she could and whisper to my ear. DO Not ever spill her piss ever again. Then she let Go. After that she instructed that I massage her and her friend feet the rest of the night . So I did, massaged her foot, I was naked , shivering from the cold but they don’t care. My hands are tired and start to get soft, I got another slapped for slacking. While massaging the Dom, the other TS she was taking turn fucking the other guys. Definitely surprised me, all other top guys suddenly become more a bottom with these two Trans. Anyway I didn’t see if they taking turns, to be fair I couldn’t see much while I’m servicing the Dom. Before I go home, she reminded me that she have my number and video of me jerking off naked. And I should follow her instructions in the future and that she owned me.

There's a theory that it's a front in case with their friends see a horny but not sleazy profile. I've had some bad experiences of shitty msgs after random raw sex with guys complaining I wasn't safe with them! It's been too much hassle so I've gone back to anon cruising and sauna fucks with no follow-ups.

1. Face down, Ass up.. breeding my faggot bussy like using a slut. 2. On the back, legs spread with the top drilling and wrapping the waist when the top breeds, sort of claiming my bussy as his to use and kissing my lips.

Mmmmm! So hot to see more guys owning it and showing pics where their faces are easily recognizable. Some of us are married and not out.

- Part 3 - The shower is not a cold one and I find myself against the wall of the small shower room, a hispanic stud kissing me passionately, our hands running on each others body to “clean” the sweat of the previous place. «Want to try a room?» I propose. My heart is already dancing furiously in my chest and I can feel my hole pulsing in rhythm. «Show me the way.» He rasps. This is it, I thought. I will get my first load from a stranger tonight. A quick come-and-go into the sauna to dry ourselves, and a moment later I try to find a free room. But tonight is really crowded and after a few try, I have to admit that all the rooms were taken. «Damn.» «Can’t we go to your place?» He asks. «I’m afraid not.» My husband is comprehensive, but a threesome is way out of his boundary. «Yours?» «My wife would kill me.» He says with a nervous smile. «Hmm… there is a bed in the middle of the tv room…» I suggest. «Not… not in front of everyone. It’s… too much, sorry.» I kiss him and press myself against him. «Don’t be sorry. No one is judging, here» And then, my inner slut murmurs me a devilish idea. «And if they can’t see you?» «Huh?» «You don’t want to be seen, right? Follow me.» And I lead him in the place I always try to avoid, and fail every time: the maze. I love the maze. Dangerously so. Every time I went in there, I lost myself in the nearly complete darkness, following the wall with a shaky hand, listening to every breath, every moans, every wet noise. And once my eyes can finally discern the bodies, I watch every interaction, the touching, the kisses, the sucking, especially the bareback fucking of two anon people, if not more. I especially like the gloryholes you can found there. I crave to go to one of them. I crave the touch, the taste. Their cum. I crave it so much I flee every time before I surrender. I know this place. So I guide him, my hand tight around his, into a relatively quiet corner, pushing and making our way through a dark sea of naked flesh. Once the destination reached, I take his trembling form into my arms and kiss him furiously. I feel him hesitant, but his cock is hard as steel. And once I put my fingers on his tit, I am the one against the wall, his tongue invading me. I am the one shaking, now. But not of fear. That is what I want. I kiss him, then his neck. His chest. His tits make him moan loudly and I pinch and nibble them for a moment before kissing his belly. Then I realize I am now on my knees, naked, in a dark maze, a stranger’s cock in my throat. That thought make me moan even louder than I was already. My own prick is twitching with my heartbeat. My hole is pulsing. My hands make their way toward his chest and I freeze when I feel another pair of hands on his nipples.

Spit is second best lube after cum. After some experience, I’ve pretty much stopped using all synthetic lubricants. No need to stop fucking when you need more slip and it’s more DNA. 😊

Or, a little fun .... At one time I wore some steel, including a P.A. The alarm went off at the airport walking through that X-ray machine, and some lady came over and told me to stand aside. Then, a very easy-on-the-eyes uniformed guy came over with the ("wand"?) metal detector, and when he ran it over my left nipple it buzzed ... and when he ran it over my Cock it rang again. So I looked him in the eye, started to unbutton my jeans, and said "wanna see for yourself?" A shadow of a smile crossed his face for an instant, before he replied something like "that won't be necessary, sir - enjoy your flight". It was fun !!! After that though, I kept a tiny pliers in the dop kit in the luggage, took them out before leaving home, and put them in again when I got to wherever it was I was going.

PART III I stared at Coach Pitt’s cock. It twitched every few seconds, a steady stream of precum sliding into the ridges of his furry abs. He saw me staring and grinned. “You like my dick, boy?” I nodded eagerly, and my own cock twitched. He grabbed my fat piece of meat and whistled. “Goddamn, Lance—you’ve got a pretty hot cock yourself.” He kissed me again, then looked me square in the eyes. “Now, listen: I promised Coach Strickland that he could watch me destroy your virginity. But before that happens, I’d really like to see you worship my cock. You wanna worship Coach’s cock?” “Fuck yeah, Coach.” “Then get on your knees, boy.” I knelt down in front of him, inhaling the scent of his fur and his precum and his sweaty crotch. I’d only sucked a few cocks before, and hadn’t really gotten the hang of it. But I’d never touched a cock like this. As I stared at the veiny shaft glistening with precum, my hunger for Coach’s dick activated instincts I didn't know were there. I wrapped my mouth eagerly around his mushroom head and began sucking on it like his seed was the only thing keeping me alive—first swallowing a few inches, then slowly engulfing more and more of it in my mouth. I wanted to please and worship this man more than anything else in the world. “Good boy,” he growled. “That’s a very, very good boy. You know, Lance, I suspected you were probably a hungry little fag, but I had no idea what a natural pig I had on my hands. I can already tell that you’re gonna make me so proud.” I murmured with pleasure as I kept creeping my lips down the length of his cock. He moaned, and I tasted his DNA as it dripped steadily down the back of my throat. “Turn around,” he said. “I wanna munch on that sweet little jockbutt.” I spun around for him. He gently pushed down on the small of my back so that my spine arched, then he positioned my legs to expose my hole even more. “Spread it, pig,” he said, and I reached back and spread my hungry butt. “Just like that. I like to see you just totally open and vulnerable. Submissive. Proud of your role as a chemmed-up cumhole.” With that, he dove right into my wide-open butt. I gasped as he buried his face in me, and I could hear him growl and snort as he spit and chewed and tongued my tight hole. I whimpered. Then he pulled me upright, turned my head to the side, and kissed me. “Your hole tastes fuckin’ awesome,” he said to me. “When I’m fucking you, I’ll pull out from time to time and shove my cock down your throat. That way you can taste your hot little boybutt all over my raw dick. Got it?” I nodded, and he kissed me a little more. His mouth was full of the same spit that was dripping out of my fuckhole and down my leg. Then he stood up. “OK, boy,” he said with a grin. “It’s time to head to my place and get you knocked up.” He pulled me to my feet and threw me a warm-up jersey. “Just put that on. No underwear. I want you to be naked as soon as possible once we’re inside my house.” Meanwhile, he threw on a pair of sweats and a hoodie, zipping it up to cover his hairy chest and abs. His hard cock formed a huge tent in his sweats, pulling the elastic band low enough that I could see his pubic hair. As we drove back to his place, he took out his phone and dialed Coach Strickland. “Hey, bud,” he said. “I’ve got the boy with me. We’ll be there in 10 minutes. You wanna get those hits ready? Oh, and by the way—Lance has something to tell you.” He handed the phone to me. “Tell him, Lance. Tell him what you want tonight.” “Hey,” I said. Strickland replied, “Hey, buddy. You got something to tell me?” I hesitated just for a moment, then plunged right in: “I wanna get fucked. I want your raw dick in my hole. I need it. So bad.” “Woof. That’s fuckin’ hot, boy. You gonna make me pull out?” “Fuck no, Coach. Cum in my butt. Please.” “Holy shit, dude. You’re such a fuckin’ good boy.” Here I paused again. I looked over at Coach Pitt, who gave me a little nod. Then I turned back to the phone and said, very quietly, “And one more thing. I want your poz cum.” A long pause. Then Strickland said: “What was that? I didn’t quite hear you, boy.” Another pause. Then I heard myself say, clearly and confidently, “I said I want you to bareback my hungry hole full of poz cum.” Strickland let out a little whoop. “Fuck yeah, you hot little pig! You wanna get inducted into the brotherhood? Wanna get converted?” “Yes please, Coach.” “Good fucking BOY,” he replied, and whooped again. Coach Pitt motioned for me to hand back the phone. “I told you this boy had potential,” he said to Strickland. “But I had no idea just how much. See you in a few.” When we pulled into the garage and closed the door, Strickland walked out to meet us wearing nothing but a pair of gym shorts. I could see the outline of his giant cock through the mesh fabric. His chest and abs were covered with a thin layer of blond fur. I stared at his dick. “Hey, little buddy,” said Strickland. “Get down on your knees and suck my dick.” I obeyed. Kneeling before this studly fucker, I greedily swallowed the giant head of his dick. He grabbed my hair and began easing more and more of his cock into my mouth. “Fuck, dude,” he said. “This fag is a natural cocksucker.” “I know,” said Coach Pitt. “I can’t wait to see how he reacts to a big raw dick in his butt.” With that, Strickland pulled me off his cock and yanked me to my feet. “C’mon inside, boy,” he said. “I’ve prepared a very special surprise for you. You’re gonna fuckin’ love it.” I followed him inside, then downstairs to a dark room that smelled like sweat and piss. Sex toys were everywhere. A sling was in the corner. And on a table near the doorway, I saw three syringes laid out in a row. “Get up in the sling,” said Strickland. “Coach Pitt will secure your hands and feet.” I did as I was told. Taking off the warm-up jersey, I climbed into the sling and put my legs into the stirrups. Coach Pitt winked at me as he secured my hands and feet. Then he grabbed a piece of rubber and tied it around my arm. “Listen, boy,” he said. “This is gonna be really intense, but just trust me. Just go with it. Coach Strickland prepared a big slam for you. That means he’s put drugs into a syringe, and we’re gonna inject it right into your bloodstream. You’ll feel an incredibly intense rush, then you’ll just want dick in your hole. Raw dick. Our dicks. And everyone else’s dicks, too.” “We’re filming this, by the way,” said Strickland, pointing to a camera in the corner. “We want to document your initiation. I don’t care if that makes you uncomfortable. Frankly, in just a few minutes, you won’t care either.” I watched as Coach Pitt secured a rubber strap to his own bicep. Then Strickland handed him a syringe and swabbed my arm with an alcohol pad. “Coach Pitt is gonna do his slam at the same time as you,” Strickland said to me. “That way he can talk you through the initial rush. I’ll slam second. And then, little buddy, we’re both gonna get you fuckin’ pregnant.” He removed the orange cap from the syringe, tapping it to remove any air bubbles. He found a good vein and inserted the needle. He looked back at Coach Pitt, who was doing the same. “Just tell me when you’re ready, Pitt,” he said. I watched as Strickland pulled the plunger back from my syringe, and it turned deep red. “I’ve got a register,” said Coach Pitt. “Fuckin’ do it.” And with that, Strickland undid the rubber strap from my bicep and began pushing down on the plunger. I watched the red liquid disappear into my vein, then felt a scratching at the back of my throat. I coughed violently as a rush of blood and chemicals went to my head. My heart began beating in double time. “Hold your arm up, boy,” said Strickland, showing me how to keep a finger over the entry point. I heard Coach Pitt exhale loudly, growl, and say “Fuck yeah” under his breath. Strickland went off to do his own slam, and Coach Pitt approached me, his giant dick bobbing in front of him, rock-hard. He, too, had his arm in the air, and his eyes were full of crazy, devilish intensity. Meanwhile, I was a little panicked. The rush was more intense than anything I’d ever felt. I couldn’t even begin to process what I was feeling. “It’s OK, boy,” said Coach Pitt, gently. “Just go with it. We gave you a REALLY big hit. Does this make you feel any better?” He ran his hands across my chest, tweaking my nips, then slowly moved his fingers down to my stomach. “Or this?” He inserted two fingers in my hole, and my eyes immediately rolled back in my head. Coach Pitt laughed. “Fuck yeah, boy,” he said. “This sweet little fuckhole’s all slammed up, and it’s ready to get fuckin’ pozzed. You want my dick, boy?” “Fuck yeah,” I said, completely blown away by the intense sensation of his fingers in my hole—it was like his fingers were everywhere on my body at once. In fact, my body felt like nothing but a hole. And all I could think was that I needed Coach’s big dick inside me, I needed his sweet fuckin’ seed, I needed his virus, I needed him to mark me, own me, use me, wreck me. “Here you go, pig,” he said, resting the head of his dick against my fuckhole. “Strickland and I are gonna fuck you raw. We’re gonna breed you full of our poz seed. Then we’ll have some buddies come over to work all that cum up inside you, blasting you full of more virus. We’ll do everything we can to get you fuckin’ converted, I promise you.” That’s when he inserted the head of his cock inside my hole. My ass radiated with hunger. My mouth dropped open and my eyes fluttered. Coach Pitt grinned his evil grin. “Want more?” I nodded emphatically. Then I felt him pushing his massive raw shaft inside me, about a half-inch, then pausing, then a half-inch more. “Goddamn,” he said. “I tell ya, Strickland, there’s nothing hotter than fucking a virgin hole that’s just been slammed for the first time. It’s this combination of crazy tightness and insane hunger. His hole is grabbing onto my cock, doing its best to devour it, and his little cunt muscles are trying to catch up. You OK, boy? You want more dick?” By this point, I was grinning stupidly as he slowly impaled me on his raw shaft. I didn’t need to answer. He could see the complete bliss on my face. My wrestling coach, my dream man, was slowly filling my hole with his dick. Surrendering to his cock, feeling him invade me and claim me, I’d found my purpose, or at least part of it. My purpose was to serve and worship men like Coach Pitt, offering my raw hole for them to pound and breed. “I’m not gonna last long,” Coach Pitt said. “This hole is fuckin’ incredible. Boy, you’re gonna get so much cum tonight—you have no idea. How’s that slam feeling?” “I didn’t think it was possible to feel this good,” I said, still grinning from the sensation of being filled by this stud’s giant dick. “I didn’t think I would ever get to see your cock, let alone feel it push inside my fuckhole.” With that, Coach pushed the rest of the way into me, his heavy balls resting against my asscrack. I looked up at him, my vision blurred by the waves of pleasure running up and down my entire body. No rubbers, no barriers—just the skin of his fat mushroom head rubbing against the skin of my hungry virgin hole. “You want my cum, don’t you?” he said, starting to thrust his dick into my jockbutt. “I so fucking want it,” I replied. He smiled. “I’m so glad I get to poz you, Lance. I’m so glad I’m the one who gets to flood your virgin hole with my virus. I’m gonna mark you. You’re gonna be mine. You wanna be mine?” “Yes, Coach,” I said. “Make me yours. All yours. Please. Poz me. Infect me. Give me your virus. Work my slammed-up hole with your raw dick until you pump a load deep. Please.” “I like to hear you beg, boy.” I heard his breath grow shallow. His thrusts went a little deeper. He was close to shooting. “I like to hear you beg for my toxic load. I fuckin’ love it. Sweet little jockboy like you with a hungry bubble butt. You want a poz load, boy?” “Fuck yeah. Poz me. Please.” “Here it comes, you little fucker. You little neg bitchboy. I’m about to blast you full of my fuckin’ poison. Fuckin’ A, Lance—sweet hungry tight virgin fuckhole. Fuck! You know what I’m doing right now, you hot little faggot? I’m. Stealing. Your. Fucking. Boyhood. Fuuuuuuck!” With that, he thrust deep, his whole body convulsing as poz cum pulsed out of his raw dick. Then another pulse. Then another. I felt a wetness and warmth began to flood my guts as Coach’s cock unleashed a ******* of infected seed into my defenseless body. Finally, after the eighth or ninth pulse, he came to a stop. His dick was still hard, still lodged in my cumhole. He looked me in the eye, grinned a huge grin, and said with a growl: “Welcome to the fuckin’ brotherhood, baby boy.” MORE SOON…

PART II When I finished up in the shower, I walked back to Coach Pitt’s office, where I found him sitting on the couch, jacking his giant dick to some homemade porn. On the computer screen there was a hot jockboy on his back, legs spread, getting piston-bred by a hung stud top. When the top pulled out, his cock glistened with a thick layer of cum, and a steady stream of seed poured out of the boy’s ripped-up fuckhole. Then I looked a little closer. Wait a second, I thought—I know this boy. “Is that Tom Goldsmith?” I asked Coach Pitt, totally shocked to see someone I knew spreading his sloppy hole for raw cock in a homemade sex tape. Tom Goldsmith was team captain the year before me. He was one year ahead and one weight class heavier. I idolized him. I’d also found myself staring at his giant swinging cock and heavy balls during every single weigh-in. “You got it,” said Coach, placing the image on pause, then turning to me, saying “I filmed this almost exactly a year ago, just after his 18th birthday. He was curious about cock, but didn’t want to get fucked, so for a few weeks, Strickland and I broke him down little by little, plying him with drugs, jacking our dicks while we watched porn together, showing him our homemade videos. He resisted for awhile, but finally he broke, and in the end, he turned into one hot, hungry, twisted fagboy cumdump.” I stared at the frozen image on the screen where I could see Tom stretching his fuckhole as widely as possible, staring intently at the raw cock that was making a beeline for his wide-open cum-soaked cunt. I just couldn’t believe what I was seeing. “Listen, buddy—don’t you worry,” said Coach, motioning for me to sit down next to him. “I know this looks really intense. You don’t need to go this far. We’ll do whatever you’re comfortable doing, boy.” As I sat down, Coach’s fingers drifted down to my newly shaven hole. He placed his index finger gently against the entrance to my cunt and massaged it, causing me to let out a guttural moan. My legs spread a little wider. He dug his finger deeper. Then I gasped: “I want to be that kind of boy for you, too.” Coach inserted a second finger into my hole. “Good. I’m glad you want that, Lance,” he said, adding “It just might take some time. A true cumdump surrenders to raw cock, no questions asked. You beg for each dick to plant seed deep inside your body. Tom took 22 loads on the night we filmed this. It’s not a safe way to play.” He reached for the remote, turned up the volume on the monitor, and pressed play. Through the computer speakers I could now hear Tom saying “Yeah,” I heard the jockbottom growl. “Yeah?” replied the top man who was about to shove his raw cock inside Tom’s leaking pussy, “You want this, fag?” Tom spread his hole wider, answering “Yes please, fucker. Please fucking poz me. Shoot your virus into my guts and take my fuckin’ hole to the dark side.” With that, the top shoved in. I was mesmerized. As I stared at the screen, precum streamed out of my rock-hard dick. Coach gathered the fluid with his fingers and worked it into my fuckhole. “You like that, huh?” Coach remarked, pulling me closer to himself as he put the movie back on pause. “You like hearing Tom beg for poz cum?” “Coach, I love it.” “Good boy. I’m so glad to hear that.” I paused for a moment, terrified to say what I was thinking, but somehow I just couldn’t stop myself. Coach encouraged me, asking "What is it? You can tell me anything, Lance." My reply blurted-out: “Can I do that tonight, Coach? Please?” “Do what, Lance?” “Get my hole fucked full of poz cum.” Coach grinned, pulled me into a hug, and kissed me deep while his hands continued to massage and relax my hungry jockbutt. Then he looked deep into my eyes. “Lance, I would so love to see this pretty virgin hole get knocked up with HIV. But are you sure you’re ready?” “It scares the fuck out of me, but yeah, I want it bad.” “Then let’s get you knocked up, boy. Tonight.” “Fuck yeah. Thank you, Coach.” “No, boy—thank you. I’m so proud of you for embracing the poz pig you’re destined to be. But first, I have one more thing to show you.” He hit play again. From the monitor, I heard Coach’s voice—apparently he was the camera operator—saying, “Here, Strickland. Hold the camera. I want to give this boy another load.” The camera jostled, then steadied again. I saw Coach’s muscular chest, defined abs, and giant cock enter the frame. “You want more?” Coach asked the bottom boy, who grinned and nodded, answering “Please, Coach, pump my butt full of another load of your sweet poz cum.” I turned to look at Coach. He was watching me, grinning as he massaged my hole with two fingers. His dark eyes glinted as he nodded approval, and I nodded back. “Yes,” was all I said. Then his smile got bigger. I looked back at the monitor where I saw Coach’s fat dick enter Tom’s sloppy cumhole. Tom groaned. Then I heard Coach say to him: “Fuck yeah, you little pozzed-up slampig.” Meanwhile, Coach worked a third finger into my hole. I looked back into his eyes and he kissed me, deep and rough. “Damn,” he said with a growl, “You are somethin' else, Lance. I can’t wait to pound a poz load deep inside my boy's hungry butt.” “Please, Coach.” “Yeah, boy? Is that what you want?” “Yes. Please make me yours. Poz me up. I want everything you’ve got.” “Absolutely, you fuckin’ jockpig,” he said, pulling me close to him and pressing his dick against my partied-up fuckhole. “Tonight you become all mine.” MORE SOON...