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Chapter 4 “Don’t worry Jakey, Taron is a good friend of mine and he doesn’t mind getting to know a sweet gay boy. Why don´t you show him some appreciation for being so nice to you?” My head went back to his face, this was all too fast for me. I´d never been walked in on during sex, much less have anything with more than one person. “Fuck, you´re so sweet when you´re confused! We´ll have so much fun breaking you in baby!” he said. I was faster this time “Wait man, I´ve never said I´d let anybody break me in here!” I even managed a slight scowl, which I was quite proud of. I wouldn’t let things just completely get out of hand! They both laughed and Taron´s hands on my head massaged harder, while he let them slowly get down to my neck. A slight moan escaped my lips. He spoke up: “Of course you didn´t sweety. But you know, we have some experience with cute boys like you. And until now, everybody just loved to have his holes around our cocks, like you just did. And you enjoyed that, right? I´m just very sure another cock for you wouldn´t make it worse, but just way better…” With that, he slipped onto the sofa, held my gaze and traced his right hand along my arm, pulling it up and letting my hand fall onto his bulging towel with his on top of mine. He then proceeded to wrap his (and in turn mine) around his bulge and moved it up and down. I just went along and felt his cock underneath the towel get harder and flex a couple of times. I swallowed hard. “Wow guy, that’s… I mean, I don’t know what to say really, I´m not usually this bad with words but… Oh my god what’s happening here?!” I laughed a bit. Jamal spoke up “Oh well Jakey, we´re just showing you the joys of life and what you missed out on until now!” “He then went closer to my ear and mumbled “You´re gonna be a good boy and take care of Taron, right? Make him feel good? Cause I´ll get another shot of G for all of us to loosen you up a bit.” He stood up and went into the kitchen without waiting for an answer. Taron still held my hand around his cock and smiled a lopsided smile at me. “Don´t worry, we´ll just have a really, really good time!” I nodded meekly. “Hm, I guess you need some more help to leave this shyness behind and just do what your nature tells you, hmm…?” he asked me with a glint in his eyes. With that he reached over me to pick up the pipe and light it. I looked up at him, taking a big hit and looking sexy as fuck. Then he leaned down, whispering “Open up!”, barely letting any smoke escape his mouth before crashing his lips onto mine and pushing a lungful of smoke into me, while slowly making out with me and sealing my mouth. His lips felt amazing and I felt my heartbeat quicken. After a while of making out, I withdrew and blew the smoke out, feeling a mix of relief and horniness wash over me. Relieved of my nerves and horny for what I was still holding in my hand. “So baby, what do you want to do?” As the rush hit me, I grabbed his towel and tried to take it off of him, but he pushed my hand away and askes again, taking my face into his hand and turning it upwards, so I had to look at him: “I asked you something and you will answer, alight?” I nodded. “Please, can I see you cock?” “Sure babe” he chuckled. “Take it off now.” I carefully lifted his towel to look at his cock. I knew his proportions already from handling it through the towel, but damn… it was just so marvelous to see it! The dark head protruded from the foreskin a bit. It was pretty much all the same thickness, with the middle being slightly bigger than the rest. I reached for it, but my hand was slapped away again. Confused I looked up, but then quickly realized. “Can I touch it?” Taron chuckled. “Good sweety, you learn fast. Yes, feel that black beauty!” I put my hand around it and stroked the foreskin up and down, my mouth watering. “May I lick it?” I heard a chuckle from behind me. “You got that boy trained already man!” I looked back at Jamal, who had come back from the kitchen with three glasses, looking down at me, his cock sticking straight out. I blushed. “Well, he definitely needs to be trained!” Taron just said, while caressing my head with his right, before reaching up and taking two glasses from Jamal. “Don’t worry, we´ll do that for you…” Taron said, while holding one of the glasses to my lips. “Drink up baby and then you can lick my cock!” I let these men guide me into my second dose of g, this time prepared for the taste, but somehow it wasn´t as awful as I remembered. Maybe I was too high already. Or just too focused on other… matters at hand. Before I went down on Taron, I remembered to ask this time and I was kind of proud of me for being so considerate. “Am I allowed to suck you?” …considerate? About asking a guy to let me suck him? What was happening to me? Taron chuckled. “Of course, take as much as you want!” With that I didn´t just take a lick as he had offered me before. I took his head into my mouth and started going down on his cock in one go.

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....

When I know I'm about to cum, I pull almost ALL the way out and then push in as far as I can to deposit my load as deep as I can! THEN I will see-saw in and out as I "after-spasm" more cum into the hole. On occasion (I, myself, don't understand the rhyme or reason), I can keep doing that until I deposit a second load... And, when I can, I pull almost all the way out and then push in as far as I can to deposit my load as DEEP as I can! (I'm an Earth sign. We love consistency! 😜)

I enjoyed being with poz dudes long before I was poz - something about the overall culture was what i liked a helluva lot more than people my age that were so worried about being poz and always preaching about condoms. I went off meds for 1.5 years before. VL spiked to 6 digits. Went back on (not by choice, and VL dropped back to zero). I've never had any negative health impacts. I'm off meds again - I get some comments from dudes like I'm a global health crisis - I don't see it that way. Guys that ask for my load and know what it is get it 🙂 I do think one benefit is when you're finally open about it online, poz dudes will hit you up and the conversation is much easier. I agree with the above - chasers are everywhere, but it's pretty easy to tell the ones that are just in fantasy land and those that really want it.

While porn is full of surprise sex scenarios, have you ever had sex in a situation you never expected? Two times stand out for me: Once I went to a friend's party--a mix of gays and straights. The night wound down, and there were just four guys left. I was getting ready to leave, when the host asked, why don't you join us in the bedroom. Within 30 seconds, we were all over each other. Another time was when a friend and his pal were coming to visit me in NYC. They were staying at my apartment. I had never met the pal before, and he was showing up the evening before my friend would get there. From the second I opened the door, we locked eyes. He was such a rugged, hunky man. He sat on my couch. Since I had never met him before, we chatted. We got along so well. I offered him a drink. We talked some more. I walked him to his bedroom, he pulled me onto the bed and, wow, what a night. We never told my friend that anything had happened when he showed up the next day. You?

Your limit one day can be foreplay another day. There’s no way to predict what your body can take or what your body will reject. many years ago, I hooked up with a buddy of mine at the Coral Sands in Los Angeles. At that time it was still a gay sex hotel. He pimped me out one night and I took 22 loads. I have no idea how many dicks I had up there. And it was fucking thrilling and an encouragement to know what was happening to me. the setting in the moment contributed to the euphoria I was feeling in the frenzy of my hunger. It was a combination of being on my back, on all fours, and writing a sling. I’m not sure I could take that much in a regular night.

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.

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

There's no denying it - this weekend, my fuckin ass has done been thru A LOT. On Thursday evening you could've probably compared my hole to the slip'n'slide in your mom and dads backyard from the 90's, but as the weekend progressed my pussy became an entire fuckin waterpark for other guys (the big kind- were talking body slides, innertube slides, wave pool AND a lazy river) & ur just gonna have to believe me when I tell you, the ASSplash Zone saw heavy traffic. I started with showing off on my webcam and streching my hole with my new VERY LARGE toys that I picked up while in Berlin all summer; the whole time I was there I just wanted to get this huge purple toy I got from Mr. B onto my fuck machine because it's so heavy its kinda difficult to stuff yourself with. It felt so fucking amazing to finally get stretched wide by this thing after owning it for like almost 3 months already. Of course that only lasted so long until I moved on to fisting myself, and eventually getting bored at home and going out to find some big dicks to use my hungry holes. Over the course of the weekend I had been fucked and fisted BOTH in the privacy of some shady trap houses and right in the middle of the intersection at 10th and Folsom (a long time fantasy/goal of mine that I'd never been able to pull off in the past.) The hands? Obviously the hands of some of my favorite guys on the planet (and maybe one or two complete strangers also.) Some smaller, and some impressively large. I've taken more cum loads u than could count on your own two hands. All of this was exactly what I signed up for, honestly. But what I DIDN'T sign up for was the aftermath of all that beautiful ass abuse... like, can I please just take a fuckin piss without having to blow my entire asshole inside out of my body?! Fuck my life, right? But at the same time I guess that's just the price you pay when you come back home to San Francisco just in time to celebrate our most sacred (and my all-time personal favorite) local holiday. An annual celebration of and gift to all of the faggot whores out there in the world, passed down to us by our leather daddy ancestors of yesteryear right here in South Of MArket: the Folsom Street Fair. And honestly, I wouldn't have it any other way.... I mean, if you aren't 100% completely fuckin destroyed when you leave- did you even DO Folsom, bro? Or did IT do YOU? 😛

it was heaven in the 1970s; the golden age of promicuity.

I discovered a sauna in a run-down part of town in walking distance from my office. The reviews said it was a bit sleazy and was a sauna for “men not twinks” which I found intriguing. So I headed off there one afternoon. The guy who let me in through the nondescript door in a side street was probably in his fifties, pudgy and wearing tee-shirt and shorts. He smiled as he charged me the entrance fee. “New here, aren’t you?” he asked. I nodded as he handed me my key. “Well, enjoy,” he remarked with a grin. It was pretty run-down and smelled a bit of damp. As I was getting undressed, a nude man appeared beside me. He was old and skinny with a paunch and he had a big cock hanging down with some foam around it where he had shaved his pubes. “That’s better,” he commented in a thick, phlegmy voice. adding "I like it smooth.” I said something neutral and stripped off my pants. “Nice tatts” he remarked, looking at the designs on my bottom and arms. “Thanks,” I answered. I wasn’t used to this kind of direct talk, and felt excited as I headed to the sauna. After a while, he came in and sat beside me. He wasn’t wearing a towel and his cock was semi-hard against his thigh. “Least it’s a bit warmer in here, eh? Bit cold outside. First time?” “Yes,” I replied. Nodding, he asked my name and followed-up with some general questions, his hand resting idly on my thigh as his fingers caressed my cock. I gasped, but he was quite nonchalant and talking about the weather as he stroked me to full erection. “Nice cock," he remarked, adding “You bottom or top?” His blunt question somewhat embarrassed me, but still I was able to answer "Well, bottom mostly.” His cock was erect now, thick and covered in veins. I also notice he had apparently at some point slid a cock ring around his tool. “Want to fuck?” I didn’t know what to say, but not wanting to appear naïve or nervous, I just shrugged and answered “Sure.” He levered himself off the bench and I followed his flaccid, wrinkled buttocks along the corridor (he hadn’t bothered with a towel) until we reached a room with a large, oval bed in the middle. Tossing a small bottle on the mattress he muttered “Poppers, if you want em.” There were some packets of lube on the side. He tore one open and rubbed it on his cock, then pushed me onto my knees commanding "Bend forward and rest your head on your arms.” When I was in position he asked rather incongruously, “So what do you think of the place, then?” “Not bad...”I started to reply, feeling this was a weird time to be starting a conversation, but then I felt his bare cock pushing into my arsehole. I gasped as I opened for him and after a brief struggle, the big head slid up me in a rush. "Don’t - don’t you want a …condom?” I asked. He was deep in me now and starting to thrust slowly in and out, making me sigh with pleasure, answering “Nah, I hate the things and haven’t used them since I was diagnosed. Here, take some poppers," handing me the bottle, even as my mind took in what he’d said: I was being fucked raw by a poz cock. I took a sniff and felt myself relax into it. He was sliding rhythmically in and out, all the time talking to me as if we were waiting for a bus or something. It was bizarre, and yet it seemed to distract me from worrying about what I was doing. Suddenly, the door opened and the pudgy guy from the front desk came in with a black bin-liner. “Don’t mind me!” he commented, adding “Seen it all before. Just emptying the bins.” He bustled around clearing up, when all the time I was kneeling there being fucked. “Nice bum,” he remarked, stroking his crotch. “Many in today, Bill?” asked the man fucking me, although in truth he was beginning to pant and his movements were getting more urgent. “Yeah, a few now, Sid. Mostly regulars." Sid gasped and said “Hang…hang on. I think I’m going to cum. Yep…here it cums!” With that his cock swelled and throbbed and I realised to my horror that he was filling me with spunk. “Nice,” he commented contentedly, stepping back one or two steps so his cock flopped out and a dollop of slimy cum slid down my balls. The other man, Bill, dropped his shorts and a stubby erection sprang up stiffly under his flabby belly. Before I even had time to react, he got behind me, steadied my bottom with one hand and thrust his cock into me with the other. It was so matter of fact, so nonchalant without even asking I just sagged in shock as he began to thrust eagerly in and out. “Put..put the kettle on….Sid," he gasped, explaining “I’ll make a cuppa when I’m done.” Bill nodded and left as Sid worked his way to orgasm. “Gah!” He gasped at last “ Fucking beautiful!” He pushed hard against me and came in me, stroking my thighs and panting happily as he spurted. “Phew! Nice one!” he remarked as he withdrew, giving my bottom a playful slap. “Want some tea?” He pulled some tissue from the dispenser on the wall and wiped his dripping cock before stepping into his shorts. I just nodded and followed him downstairs, numb with what had happened. There was a small patio with a table and two plastic chairs. Sid sat on one reading a paper. On the other was a pool of what looked like sperm. Sid saw me looking and said “Some dirty bastards in here, alright.” I suddenly felt helpless with the filthiness of it all, and yet the pure animal pleasure excited me. Slowly I lowered myself into the seat, feeling the anonymous spunk oozing between my buttocks and coating my hole. Sid looked up and said “You’re not poz, are you?” I shook my head. “How did you know?” He shrugged. “Something about your face upstairs, the shock when I said I had been diagnosed.” He turned back to his paper and lit a cigarette. “Anyway, better get used to it. Neither Bill nor I are on meds, so you’re probably pregnant already.”

Took this hot fucker's toxic load three seperate times, twice restrained by my wrists and ankles. Sucked his dick in between and swallowed about a gallon of precum. Video of Today [think before following links] https://barebackbastards.com/79044/another-toxic-dick/

Internal Cumpilation [think before following links] https://thisvid.com/videos/pulsating-injections-of-liquid-life-and-love/

about to take a toxic load from a dude who said to me "I'm gonna teach you how to be a real faggot!"

In general, I enjoy being POZ. The positives are a sexual openness unlike any other. We POZ men have sex, their only concern is pleasure and satisfaction. I love how POZ men fuck. But, being POZ has negative side effects. Most of the side effects exist outside of the bedroom. To maintain your health, you have to acquire meds, and you have to take meds. I've gone without meds a couple different times and had noticable changes to my body. My farts smelled REALLY bad and had an iron smell to them. My teeth chattered. I bled very easily. I didn't sleep well. There's also the stigma that still exists. When I first became e POZ, someone I trusted exposed my status to thousands of people via Twitter. That was a really devastating time. I am open about my status now, but a lot of neg men aren't remotely interested in having anything to do with an openly POZ man. You'll get some chasers too. They're kinda like groupies who just want what you have. Some men like that. If say the ratio for me is 80/20 in favor of POZ. Sure, it's a lot of things you have to deal with and adjust to, but there's nothing like the primal connection you have with other POZ people.

Wait...you're expecting people to read? In detail? That never happens with most gifter posts. (Obviously, joking...maybe) 🤣😂

I’ve been in that room. In fact … omffffg … I have freaking awesome memories of John and Heath in that room … and many other guys that weekend.

i lived in Virginia during the 80's, "Hampton Roads," which is several cities right next to each other, Virginia Beach and Norfolk among them. Norfolk is also home of the world's largest Naval base, as well as several other military bases, so there is a huge military presence. There were several gay cruising places, i lived near one "Ocean View Park" on the Chesapeake Bay. i drove past it on my way to work and could feel the vibe just driving by. There was almost always a crowd of gay guys there, 20-30, just hanging in the parking lot talking. It was a social setting. Some would be up on the beach sunning. Others would be in their cars jacking off and you'd park next to each other and rise up to show the other guy your cock, then hook from there. Or just out walking around and talk and hook that way. There was also a very active rest room at the park. It was essentially drop by sex. Very easy to get. Some used condoms, the vast majority did not in my experience. That was just one of many locations scattered around.

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...

this is how i feel. it's all about the cum for me. i want all of the cum. ideally start the night out with a devils dick, and then just keep going taking all of the cum available.

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

Chapter 3 So here I was, getting my lungs full of the white smoke, encouraged by Jamal, who was holding the pipe for me. I later found out that he enjoyed this moment so much, getting me full of t for my first time and spinning me out… “Just like that baby, perfect!” Now hold it in for a moment before you let it out…” He moved the lighter away from me and looked at me with those sparkling eyes and a wide grin, while I exhaled. “How was that?” “Ehm, okay I guess?” “Good, just take another one. It takes a bit to get going…” With that he made me take three more hits back to back. And that’s when it hit me! “Whoa…” I looked at him. “Feel it, sexy?” He growled, while putting the lighter away, grabbing my hair and looking deep into my eyes. “Yeah…” I just said. I felt a tingling rising in me, an energy that I couldn’t describe. “Very good sweety. This will get you even more relaxed for my cock.” With that, he slapped his big and steelhard cock against the side of my face and awakened me from my shortlived stupor. “Get to work, come on!” And I did. I got his head into my mouth and then as much of his cock as I could. I wanted it all, even more than before, and I was now sure that I would be able to take it, eventually. “That’s what I love my sluts like!” he sighed, barely audible. I went to work on his delicious cock, I just wanted it more and more down my throat and I made slow progress with each up and down. I Heard the lighter again and after a while, Jamal pulled me up from his cock, told me to exhale. I didn’t know what was happening, but did as I was told, when he put his mouth on top of mine and exhaled his thick cloud into me. He then put his hand over my mouth. “Hold it in for ten seconds and then go down to my cock, get as much of it in you as you can while still being able to breathe and exhale.” I did as I was told, too intrigued to think about it. I took his cock back where it belonged and then figured out where it would still leave me some room to breathe while exhaling. I enveloped his cock into a cloud and looked up at him “Fuck baby, that´s the best sight a cocksucker can make for me down there, just like that. You look so beautiful with your lips wrapped around my shaft and exhaling this cloud around it!” he praised. I felt a tingling. I didn’t know if it was from his praise, the smoke or the combination, but I smiled, as far as his cock allowed me to do and wriggled my tongue alongside its underside as a thank you. “Haha good boy! Now take it all down, come on…” I really tried, but I still couldn’t. I heard moans from behind me and needed a moment to realize that it was the porn, where the boy was likely already getting fucked. I still needed to get there, but first things first… I tried to impale my head again on his shaft and get it further into my throat. I wanted him moaning, I wanted his approval. And I also just really wanted his delicious dick! I was lost for a moment in the amazement of what was happening to me and sucking this hot guy off. That’s when I heard a shuffling behind me. I was shocked for a second, before I tried to withdraw my mouth from Jamals cock and turn around, but Jamal was faster and kept my head in his grip, his cock still firmly inside my mouth. “Don’t you worry Jakey, it’s just my friend Taron. It´s nothing to be ashamed of to suck my wonderful cock, right? He knows it happening all the time, don’t you man?” He turned his head and looked behind me. “Haha sure man. Got yourself a pretty one there it seems!” His voice was friendly, but a bit of a growl while not being as low as Jamals. He stepped few steps to the side so I could finally see him with my half turned head, despite being still impaled on Jamal´s cock. And what a sight he was! Similarly built as Jamal, not quite as tall, though also really muscular, with a slightly darker complexion. He just had a towel draped around his waist, where his cock poked obscenely out in the front. When my gaze went to his face, he looked at me with these beautiful dark eyes among his chiseled face and a mob of curly black hair with a side cut on the left, where he also had a glimmering earring He grinned a bright and sexy smile, that made his face seem younger. He was probably somewhere in his late twenties I guessed, a bit younger than Jamal. But oh fuck was he hot! For the third time this day I realized that I had stared, but this time with my mouth full of cock while a stranger was looking down at me and could barely contain his laughter. “Your face looks just as cute as I thought, but I have to say: Having that thick black dick in your mouth makes you look kind of slutty!” They both had a laugh at my expense, but I also chuckled from his comment, as I imagined myself in that moment. He had a point I guess. Jamal finally let go of my head and I withdrew my mouth, wiped my spit off my face with the back of my hand and wanted to get up. That’s when Jamal intervened: “No need for such formalities baby! You stay right where you are…” and put his hands on top of my shoulders. I was taken aback, unsure what to do. “He has already seen you sucking my cock so you don’t need to get up and shake his hand, right? Just tell him who you are and what you´re doing here.” “Ah yeah I´m jake and I´m here because Jamal… we met at pride and…” Jamal erupted into laughter when I turned my gaze to him. Taron just grinned and stepped closer. “Don´t let him play you for a fool so much Jake. He loves that!” and then fist bumped Jamal over my head. I didn’t know if I should laugh or be angry. But in the next second Taron let his hand fall to my head and started massaging my head with the tips of his fingers. I was taken aback, but it felt great! “I… I´ll try!” I just said and Taron grinned at me again. “Good. You can´t let him have his way with you completely, can you?” I didn’t know what to say. This was just so surreal. I was on my knees between these two black gods I just got to know, being discovered by the one sucking the other one´s cock. High on something, horny as fuck and completely overwhelmed by it all.

I would love to spit in your face you dirty little faggot. get you on your back with my hands wrapped around your throat strangling you unconscious and pile drive my big, hard cock up your sloppy, used fuckhole and spit in your mouth before unloading my balls into your cumhole. I bet a femme, trashy cumdump like you loves being treated like the worthless whore you are. I love fucking trash like you. lf you're lucky you might wake up soaked in piss with a noose around your neck and my arm up your ass to the elbow.

My tea was ready for me when I got home. “How was your first day?” Asked my mother as I sat down to eat. “Alright,” I replied, blushing as I remembered being fucked and feeling my arsehole still wet and puffy from the pounding it had received. “That’s good.” She replied. She noted his blush and the excitement in his eyes. She was sure she was right – Timmy was gay and, if his face was to be believed, no longer a virgin. “You’ll be going back tomorrow, then?” She asked. I looked at her and returned her smile. “Oh yes.” The next day, I went to the Sauna and helped Bill clean up before the sauna opened. Bill was stripped down to singlet and shorts to clean the shower area and I saw he was covered with tattoo’s. In particular, there was a large biohazard symbol on Bill’s fat, hairy stomach with two scorpion’s either side. Bill saw me looking. “Like my tatt’s?” He said. “Yeah,” I said “but what does that symbol mean on your stomach?” “Don’tcha know what that means?” I shook my head. “It means I’m poz, mate. You might see a few more on the clientele.” I was surprised, and also slightly excited, and wracked my brains to remember if there had been tattoos on the men the previous day. Bill was rubbing his crotch and there was a sizeable bulge in his trousers. “Mind you, they don’t all have them. May be you got pregnant yesterday already!” And he laughed at my shocked expression. He also noticed me lick my lips unconsciously. Slowly, he unzipped his trousers. “Want to see my old, poz cock?” I stared, mesmerised, as Bill opened his trousers and levered out a fat, heavy cock with a thick mushroom head, slimey with pre-cum. I was trembling with fear and excitement and didn’t resist as Bill took my hand and placed it on the warm flesh which stiffened slowly until I was holding Bill’s erection. “Good lad,” said Bill. “Give it a rub, then” I began to wank the warm. Silky flesh, feeling my own erection in my pants, but feeling my arsehole throb and twitch even more strongly. Suddenly, Bill pulled me into his arms and kissed me on the mouth. I gasped as I felt a man’s lips on minefor the first time, and the wet tongue probing my mouth. I gasped with pleasure, almost swooning in Bill’s arms as the man’s hands went round to cup my buttocks, and my heart pounded in my chest. I couldn’t resist as the hands moved to myis belt, undid the buckle and slid them and myunderwear down to my knees. My cock sprang up against Bill’s belly, but the man ignored it. He sensed Timmy was almost there, almost ready for impregnation. He fumbled in his pocket, found the poppers and opened the brown bottle. He took a brief sniff to get him going, then stuck the bottle under my nose. “breathe,” He said. I took a deep sniff and felt the poppers explode in my head and a warmth which swept away my inhibitions. I began to snog Bill’s lips, gasping with pleasure, as Bill hurriedly pushed his own trousers and underwear down. It was time. “Do you want my cock?” He breathed into my ear. I barely heard, instead squeezing the heavy cock pressing against my belly. Bill chuckled to himself. There was an old sofa in the changing area. He lifted my t-shirt over his chubby torso, squeezing my flabby tits and nipples until I gasped with pleasure. It was definitely time to mate, he thought. He turned me around, bent me over the arm of the sofa, dug the tube of lube out of his pocket, and smeared it gently between my fat, upraised buttocks, dipping his finger in gently until I squealed with delight. Then he grasped his cock, and began to push the mushroom head into the delicate pink slit between my cheeks. I gasped with pain and began to wriggle. “Easy, just relax”, whispered Bill and pushed the poppers under my nose. He felt my quivering body sag in surrender, pushed forward and then the head burst in and his shaft followed in a delicious rush until he was balls deep in my backside. I couldn’t believe how good it felt as Bill began to thrust slowly in and out. My own erection had subsided, and my sole focus was on the sensation of Bill’s heavy cock sliding in and out. I felt Bill pull my arms back. “Hold it open!” He gasped, placing my hands on my buttocks and making me pull them apart so he could get deeper in. I was gasping with pleasure, wanting only to be fucked, and with a growing sense of wanting more – of wanting Bill’s tainted seed. I groaned, my eyes opened wide and my tongue flickered over dry lips as I knew Ie was going to let this man come in me.. Bill was gasping now, close to cumming and he sensed my acceptance of my fate. But I think he wanted to be sure. He leant over my chubby, sweating body and whispered in his ear. “I’m…I’m…gonna cum!” He gasped. “Gonna…ahh…gonna give you my baby’s. Is that what you want… want me to get you pregnant?” I could only arch my back and thrust against Bill’s belly. “Cum in me!” I sobbed. With a growl of pleasure Bill thrust into my chubby body, his cock swelling and throbbing as he shot his dirty load into my rectum, sensing with every spurt that he was impregnating the willing body beneath him. Finally he finished and slowly slid his cock out, closing the buttocks behind to prevent sperm leaking from my ravaged hole. “There you go, you’re fucked now.” He said, belching with pleasure and slapping my quivering buttocks. “I need to open up. Wipe your arse but don’t bother putting your clothes on. I’ve told the regulars you’re an added bonus for them. They can fuck you whenever they want. “ I stood up and nodded. Bill stroked my hair. “Let’s see how many babies we can give you, eh?”

Went to the HorsemarketSF tonight. Fucked so many anonymous holes of guys of all shapes, sizes, and races. Finally after about two and half hours of fucking, I breed the ass of a tight body Latino twink. My partner was a mare and ended up coming through his cage. He got several loads. Overall was a very fun night and a great way to kick off Folsom.

I was checking out a bunch of sites the other day looking at fuck benches, and all had essentially the same one. They are all a little small and flimsy looking, supported by four narrow metal legs. I don't recall how many years ago this was (more than 5 and maybe as much as around 10), I remember them selling one that was a bit more labor intensive but much more impressive. You got the wood substructure which you had to assemble, and then the padding and fabric which you also had to "upholster." It was some amount of work but not ridiculous. Advantage was it was super sturdy, so it wouldn't shake front to back and side to side, and I believe the height from where your knees go to where the stomach lays, so if a particular bottom would frequently use, you could "Customize" it for them. I haven't found anything like this. It's most similar to this but was only about $250 even adjusted for inflation that's not $999. [think before following links] https://www.extremerestraints.com/bareback-submission-horse.html Does anyone know a place that sells this or is it just no longer a thing? Anyone have one they want to part ways with, preferably in Colorado?

Yes, for sure. I would love to see him give or take it raw. There is supposed to be a raw video from the early days when he was partying. He is also good at fisting. Did you hear his story from when he was married and figured out that he preferred guys?

This is fucking hotttt, love how he just sticks his face right in that asshole.

Fuck hot

Nice. I love drinking from the Tap

F**k me this is a hot chapter! I love this whole story-reminds me of my gang bang in a sauna & all the different guys filling me up, I didn't care once the first had done the deed-i got 12 guys cumming up me. Sadly the only thing I got was gono. I got meds for that but I still went back a few weeks later. I never did get what timmy did lots of old guys but I have had a few enounters since-still neg & still horny. Maybe one day....Great chapter!!

11 guys. And that's not counting sucking my best friend later that day.

I was in town visiting family. Wanted to find a full service pig. Posted a Quick Connection listing on BBRTS about how I was looking for a sub fag who would be on his knees to accept my piss and cum and let me fuck him. A pig replied that he had a rim chair, a hood, and wanted me to use him. So I came over, parked, texted him I was on my way up to his apt. His door was open and there he was on his knees. I had to piss, been holding it for an hour. Straight down his throat. Made my way to the rim chair and he sucked and chewed and I started dripping pre-cum. I told him I wanted to cum in his ass, so he bent over the bed and I dumped a load in him. Post cum-piss went right down his throat and again I sat back on the rim chair so he could suck my shit hole and tongue it deep. Got hard again and dumped a load right up his ass and left.

Ah, memories. I lost my anal cherry with an Ocean View hookup in the 90s, albeit via a bulletin-board site rather than a cruise situation. Northside Park in Norfolk is still an active cruise site, but Ocean View is all gentrified now.

Have you talked about his comfort with you loving him the way he is, and loving you the way you are? My hubby encourages me to have hookups. But he has a low sex drive. We used to have 3ways and still get asked to have them by single guys. What works best for me is another guy who also doesn't have much sex with their partner. Americans are weird about sex talks. I found it's easiest to talk with my hubby in humorous ways. Like he doesn't want to know details but will crack a joke, like when I take a trip: "the hotel didn't kick you out? Your door must have been revolving."

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

Chapter 6 – Just the Fucks, Sir! Chapters 1 through 5 describe meeting and then entertaining a new guy. I invited him to dinner, and after dinner, we played a game to learn more about each other. Luckily, we were into lots of the same things, so we moved to my playroom, where we partied, fucked, fisted, and more. We just moved to the bedroom to have some well-earned rest. I woke up first and disentangled myself from Jeff’s arms. He was still snoozing, so I decided to get a start on breakfast. First, I went into the playroom and found the butt plug I was using, lubed it up again, and worked it into my ass. This plug is fantastic since it holds its place once it is seated in my ass. A piss and some mouthwash in the bathroom came next. Then, still naked, I went downstairs to the kitchen. The first thing was to brew a pot of coffee. I got that going and then put together a batter for pancakes. I’d wait to make those once Jeff woke up. Once the coffee was ready, I grabbed a cup and walked out onto the back deck. I love that it is private, and I can be out there naked. I took my coffee (and my plugged ass) over to the railing and gazed down at the yard and the nearby trees as they merged into the forest beyond. I was reliving some of the highlights of last night, sipping coffee and clenching my ass around the plug as I remembered some of my favorite moments. Lost in reverie, I didn’t hear Jeff come out. He walked up behind me and wrapped his arms around me. I was happy to note that he, too, was naked. And, he was hard. “Good morning, sexy.” “Morning, stud. Want some coffee?” “Sure.” “How do you take it?” “With cream. But first, I want to cream your ass.” I responded by pushing my ass back into his crotch. He reached down and laughed when he found the plug in me. He played around with it a bit, then popped it out of my ass. Luckily, it left me lubed and open. Jeff immediately slid his cock into my ass as I was leaning on the railing. His cock fit my ass nicely. It was about 7” long and thicker than average. Feeling his hairy bush up against my ass was sensual and exciting. In this position, I could turn my head back so that we could kiss. I smelled the signs that he had used some mouthwash, too, so it was a minty fresh makeout session. All the while, he was plugging away at my ass. His cock felt like it belonged inside me, and I hoped he would be fucking me again in the future. Jeff sped up his pace, and I could tell he was getting close. “I’m gonna breed your sweet ass,” he growled in my ear. I nodded, and he broke our kiss to really pound his load into me. Soon, he buried himself deep inside me, and I felt his body tremble as he dumped his cum inside me. I felt the spreading warmth as his cum flooded my guts. Man, I hoped this was the first of many loads from him! Jeff kept his cock inside me for a while. Before he pulled out, he asked if I wanted the plug to go back in. “Fuck, yeah. I don’t want to waste a drop of that load!” He grabbed the plug from the table where he had put it and spit on it to get the lube slippery again. Then, he pulled his cock out and slid the plug back in. I moaned as it entered and then seated itself in my cummy ass. Now, I turned around, and we began to seriously make out. I reached down to caress his ass and discovered that he had been wearing a plug all this time. We chuckled about how much we both loved ass. I wanted to breed him, too, but we needed to get some coffee and food in both of us. “I’ll fuck you after we eat, OK?” Jeff agreed, so we went inside. I got him a cup of coffee and the cream for it (I drink mine black). I started making some pancakes and told Jeff to sit and relax. While I was making the coffee, I went over to Jeff a few times. He would suck my cock or play with the plug in my ass, and I was happily licking the remnants of cum and ass juice from his cock. Of course, I’d also play with his plug too. Soon, we had eaten and cleaned up a bit. I suggested another coffee on the deck since the day was wonderful for being outside naked. I still owed Jeff a fuck, too, and thought we could do it out there. I ended up kneeling in front of the Adirondack chair that Jeff was sitting in, sucking his dick and playing with the plug in his ass. He looked down at me and said, “Get on the chaise over there.” I had a good idea of his plan, so I lay on the chaise, my cock pointing up in the air. Jeff came over to me and straddled my body. He had removed the plug and applied some of the lube we brought out. He stroked his ass over my cock, teasing me with his enticing hole. But we were both crazy horny, so he sank down on it and took it to the base. We both groaned in pleasure as he worked it around inside his ass. Then, he leaned forward and locked his mouth onto mine. We kissed as he rode my cock, or I plowed it into him. We moved together like a well-oiled machine, swapping off on which of us was the more active partner in the fuck. “I want your load.” “It’s yours for the taking, you sexy beast.” With that, Jeff picked up the pace and seemed to let me in his ass even deeper. He was clenching his muscles as he rode me, and I knew I wouldn’t be able to hold off on shooting my load. I reached down and held him in place with my cock buried in his ass as I began to cum. He was moving his ass on my spurting dick, spreading my seed all over his ass. Fuck, this was seriously hot! He lifted his body from my cock and turned to take it into his mouth. As he was cleaning my cock, I moved his body around and had him pass his leg over my body, positioning his cum filled ass at my mouth. I licked around his hairy hole, tasting all the wonderful juices that we had worked up. Then, I drove my tongue as deep into him as I could, searching for the cum that I had deposited up there. We sucked and rimmed, providing each other amazing tastes and sensations. “Shower?” I suggested. “Yeah, then I should head home.” My disappointment must have shown because Jeff quickly followed up with an invitation to dinner that night at his house, followed by a session in his playroom. Of course, I was up for that, so we went back inside and up to my bathroom to shower together. More kissing and groping ensued, but then Jeff was dressed and ready to go to his place. I looked forward to dinner and more.

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

Chapter 2 We got to his place within thirty minutes. Thirty minutes that I had great difficulty to hide my excitement (mentally and physically) in public transport. Jamal didn´t make an effort to do so, but looked so nonchalant about it, that probably less people would give him a second look, while I was red from frantically trying to stuff my erection to the side. Well, if they didn´t take a look at his bulging pants that is. Then they would look more than two times, I swear. When we got to his flat, we practically ran through the doors and up some stairs. When the doors closed, he pinned me against the wall and gave me a long, slow, sensual kiss. I was a bit surprised by how gentle he was. But then he smiled at me and said: „You really need to calm down sexy. You look so nervous! And… well, nervousness is not a good match for trying to fit something into you…“ I looked down for a second, a bit ashamed, but also realizing that he was right. He was obviously big and I needed to relax. „So, lets get cozy first, shall we?“ Jamal asked. Want something to drink? Alcohol? Or I´d suggest a little G.“ I was taken aback by his directness. Had he really just suggested to put a drug into my drink? „Uhm, I think…“ I trailed off, confused. „It´s fine sweety, you´ve probably never tried it, right? Let´s just have a little and then you can decide if you want more or not. I`ll also have some and you can watch me measure.“ It was hard to argue with that. „No worries, I won´t try to knock you out, that´s no fun at all.“ „…okay. Yeah but just a little.“ We went into the kitchen, he prepared some coke and drew G from a little glas vial. I watched curiously. „1.6 for me and 1.3 for you sweety. I´m bigger so I can take a bit more.“ He flexed his arm grinned and then handed me the drink. I had to laugh a little at his display and took my drink. „To a great night!“ Jamal said cheerfully. „To a great night!“ We downed our drinks, it tasted nasty, but we had a sip of coke afterwards, so it was okay, „Lets get over to the sofa.“ Jamal suggested. When I turned around, he placed his hand on my ass and guided me like that to the living room, which made me hard again. The room was nice, clean, with a big U-shaped couch around a table, looking at a big ass TV with speakers all over the room. „Looks like somebody likes to watch movies.“ „Indeed“, he said. „All sorts of movies. How about some porn for now?“ he said with a wink. „Haha sure. What do you like to watch?“ „I´ll show you some, lets start with this.“ The TV showed a big, muscular guy and a twink getting slowly physical. They kissed and the twink started groping the other guys bulge. „Reminds you of something?“ asked Jamal. „Well… I guess you could say that.“ I quipped and sat down on the sofa next to him, letting my hand roam over his arms and pecs for a while, then settling on his bulge and giving it a squeeze. It was massive. He kissed me, more forcefully this time. We went on like this for a while, my hand still on his straining bulge, feeling it flex from time to time. When he let go of me, he put my other hand on his bulge, too, and looked into my eyes. I tried to pump his cock through his shorts, but then reached for his buttons and fly. „Becoming more comfortable, hmmm?“ he asked with his sexy, low voice. „Feeling the G sweety?“ I was a bit startled, but then realized he was right. „Yeah, I guess… feels like… waves? And I´m way calmer.“ „Good! Do you like it?“ „Yeah… yeah I do.“ I said. „Then go on…“ I reached to unbutton his pants and see the monster hiding in there with my own eyes for the first time. When I managed to pull his pants and underpants down far enough, it flopped out against his belly. “Wow!” I just said. I marvelled at it! It was not only big, but such a nice color, with a thick, lighter head and slightly curved upwards with some veins running along it. My mouth watered by the sight. “Haha, don’t just say that. Show me you like it!” With that he took my hand off of him and pressed me by my shoulders down to the floor. Fuck, I love a guy who takes control! I looked up at him and saw him grinning widely. He obviously loved seeing me between his legs, marvelling at his cock. I felt a bit embarrassed, but then he smacked his cock into my face and the thought disappeared into thin air. I saw his dick, his grin, and between those two were his massive pecs, his big body and… My thoughts trailed off. I just wanted to worship this beautiful, hot fucker. “Move your head closer and stick your tongue out!” he ordered. I did what he told me and his scent enveloped me, even before he planted his cockhead against my tongue. I loved it. He smelled a bit like fresh sweat and just… manly. Just then I realized, that he had smeared a drop of precum against my tongue. Fuck! “Swallow that sweety. Get a first taste of my babies in you…” I savored the slight taste and then swallowed my first bit of his cum. Fuck! I realized that I definitely wanted more! He took something from the table and then a heard a click and a hiss. I was startled and looked up confused. He sucked on a glas pipe while watching me. When he saw my confusion he smiled and exhaled a cloud of white smoke just above me. It smelled weird, but not as bad as cigarettes. “Sorry, this just gets me in the mood even more.” He winked. “I guess you´ve never smoked from a pipe like that?” I shook my head. I had smoked from a bong, but that? “No worries, it just makes horny as fuck and doesn’t taste so bad like some other things you can smoke. Wanne try?” Before I could respond, he already held the pipe in front of me and used this hissing lighter. “I, ehm…” “Just slightly suck it when you see the smoke coming out of the hole on top, like now. Go on!” I don´t know what drove me in that moment to suck my first cloud of t into my lungs. Well, I mean… I don´t know EXCACTLY that is. He was still a stranger after all, this was a hookup and I didn’t know what that was in the pipe. In that moment I couldn’t even think about consequences, it all went too fast and I was too horny. But after all, I was between the legs of one of the hottest studs I´d ever seen, sucking his dick and he wanted me to… he was so nice and dominant at the same time, he just pushed all of my buttons. So I just did it. And things started to change.

I've done this. It was fun until about guy number 6. Then I wasn't feeling good. It was much more fun when it was used to cum in.

what I imagine Carl or martins daddy dicks look like

Have always been a bareback cum dump and ave no problems with it.I have not had the problems and issues medical or otherwise thus far. I know all the negatives but being a sex pig is what works for me and I certainly don't tell others what they should or should not do. Getting mounted and bred/seeded by many cocks is hot and I never have turned down any cock, always willing to submit and be used. So being a POZ bottom is good for me and really like being a total slut, I have the need for all the cocks and cum I can get pumped into you. I do.

Received an SMS about an hour ago asking if he, Zane (it turns out his dad was saying ‘Zane’ not ‘Shane’) could come to my place. Had an argument with his girlfriend and wants to “earn more gear”; his words. He said he’d like to spend the day with me and even hinted that he’s up to try anything. Already asked him if he minded me slamming; he asked what it’s like and, after I described it to him, he wants to try getting slammed. I’ll show him some vids of guys getting slammed and fucked for the first time; hopefully that’ll persuade him to let me fuck him while he’s rushing. Of course, I couldn’t respond quickly enough. He’s on his way. I’m REALLY looking forward to this. I know I’m going to take his cock and I am absolutely going to flip him over and try easing my cock inside his boy cvnt. If he lets me fuck him from there, I’ll be ecstatic. I love popping cherries, especially straight ones.

Let me start with a declaration: this encounter happened yesterday on my way back from Melbourne to my farm in Gippsland but part of it is fictionalised; reflecting what I hope transpires next. Having been in virtual lockdown on the farm for most of the past fortnight, I made a quick trip to see my dealer. I wanted to stock up (as it were) knowing that tighter restrictions were pending in Australia. (They were announced yesterday, effective midnight last night, so it turned out As is my wont, I stopped at Tooradin Pier and messaged a young bloke, Ricky, I’ve hooked up with occasionally for the last six months or so. He’s a total bottom boy and a very appreciative cumslut. He looks younger than his ID says but he’s a very experienced young piggy boy who lives for getting wire fucked. Usually I stop there at night but this was mid-afternoon. Instead of smoking in my car, I decided discretion was the better part of valour and took my pipe into the toilet/shower block. After a while, there was a knock on the cubicle door and I opened it fully expecting it to be Ricky. It wasn’t. It was the young guy whose car had its hood up when I arrived. I’d offered him a jump start earlier but he declined, saying his dad was already on his way. ”Just wanted to warn you that you can see the smoke” was all he said initially. I thanked him for the warning and asked if he’d like a puff as thanks. It was obvious that’s what he wanted. I passed him the pipe expecting him to take a drag and leave but he indicated that he wanted to come into the cubicle. I won’t lie; I was surprised. He was young, very tanned and pretty good looking, despite an average hairstyle (to my taste). Without really hesitating, he stepped in and took the pipe and took a huge drag. As he exhaled, he blurted out, “fuck that’s good stuff” and offered me the pipe. I told him to keep going, to take as much as he liked. He did exactly that. After a few deep puffs, he passed me the pipe and observed, “ leaned forward and asked, “you don’t inhale deep enough”. That’s true actually. Never having been a smoker, I’ve never been particularly good at inhaling anything, be it smoke from tobacco or weed or a pipe. I tend to swallow pipe smoke to get as much into me as I can. Apparently it’s amusing to smokers to watch my trying to smoke. Without prompting, he took the pipe and said, “Shotgun?”; inhaled deeply and leaned in. It wasn’t bad. I blew the smoke back into his lungs and, after initially accepting it, pulled back sharply. But, instead of saying anything, he took another deep puff and leaned in again; this time he kept coming until hi lips were pressing against mine. I reacted as any gay or bi guy would and we were kissing. Full on; tongues probing. He stopped only to take another deep drag and leaned back in. At some point, I was playing with his nipple and the groan he gave out seemed to be the green light to lift his shirt and start sucking his nip. He was loving it and lifted his shirt over his head; I took the opportunity to lick his pits and all I heard was “fuck yeah”. I started working his nipples while he took some more deep drags from the pipe. Eventually, he pushed me away slightly and said those dreaded words: “look, I’m straight. How much gear do you have?” I showed him one of the 8balls I’d just bought and stuffed some large shards into the pipe. ”I want some. What will you want to give me a few points?” I took out probably 3-4 points, wrapped it in some toilet paper and said, “Honestly? Nothing. This is for you.” He grinned and leant in to kiss me. “You kiss well for a straight guy mate”. “ You kiss almost as well as my girlfriend” and, with that, he started kissing me passionately. After a while, he broke off and said, “My dad’s going to be here soon. Can I get a g if I let you suck my cock?” I told him I’d spot him a g without that. But I really wanted to see him naked so I started pushing at his cock. He was hard. “Can I see it?” He started pushing his shorts down with a grin. His boxers followed. He watched my reaction and said, “I could do with a blowie anyway” and he leaned in to kiss me again, this time slowly raising his hand up my back . Once he reached the back of my head, he started exerting downward pressure. Gently at first, then more firmly. I sucked his nipples as I bent my knees and licked his torso the rest of the way until I was directly facing his cock. It was an impressive dick; more pretty than imposing. ”How do you like it sucked?” but he seemed more bewildered by the question than anything. So I gently tongued his foreskin, then the rest of the head. He started back and groaned. “Like this?” Before he could answer, I sucked head strongly and said, looking up at him, “or this? Or...” Then I plunged my mouth over his entire cock. My lips touched the base and I looked up again; his reaction to me demonstrating my deep throating skills was honestly priceless. His eyes were rolling; his groans were loud enough to be heard outside I was certain. But that was his problem really, not mine. I kept working his cock and his balls. He was enjoying himself so much, he’d even forgotten about the pipe until I gently took it from him and took a drag. I think he expected me to stand to give him a shotgun. His moan was beautiful when I took his cock back in my mouth and slowly exhaled. He went to take back the pipe but I indicated he should wait. He watched me take another deep drag and allowed me to turn him around as I gave the pipe back to him. He was busy taking another puff when I spread his cheeks and licked his hole. Then I plunged my tongue inside his arse, as far as I could; he wasn’t protesting one bit as I worked his hole and blew the smoke inside him. After a while, I asked him if I could show him something I thought he might enjoy; he wasn’t protesting. I’d expected him at least to say something about not wanting to be fucked but he didn’t. It wasn’t my intention either; I was just going to insert a shard into his arse and work it with my mouth and tongue but, honestly, I half suspect he might’ve let me put my cock inside him if I’d asked. But I pulled back and told him I was going to booty bump him to see what he thought. Sure enough, a sizeable shard on the end of my index finger elicited an enthusiastic nod. I didn’t muck around either. I found his hole and pressed the shard around the edge for a few seconds, saying “Ready?” moments after I’d already pressed it inside him. My finger was inside him fully and I started pushing the shard into him; feeling the walls of his arse and pushing it as firmly as I dared. That produced his first protest. It had clearly cut him slightly but, instead of easing off, “Just bear with it. I’m trying to get it into your bloodstream”. Sure enough, he noticeably tried to relax and within seconds, his sphincter was relaxing. This little straight boy, this stranger, was loving it. After some time, his phone pinged. “Fuck, my dad’s here.” The mood changed instantly. He was no longer in the moment. He needed to get out and he was suddenly self-conscious about what he’d just been doing. I switched to protective mode. I helped him straighten himself out and gave him his gear and said, “I’ll give you my number. Don’t give me yours so you’re in control. If you ever want gear, let me know and I promise you there’ll be no catch. We’ll just have a smoke and talk, ok? No sex, no favours. Now, get out there and I’ll follow in a few minutes.” He leaned in to kiss me. Surprisingly. And whispered, “can I fuck you next time?” I could have fallen over; I didn’t need to answer that. After a few minutes, my phone pinged. “Stay there. I’ll tell dad I need to let my car run for longer .” And then: “A gram if I fuck you?” Just ten, Ricky responded to my earlier messages. He was minutes away and wanted me to slam and breed him; he had fits on him. So I responded to the young straight bloke whose name I still didn’t know: “You ok if my mate’s here? He wants to be fucked and loves loads. We can fuck him together.” He didn’t respond. Minutes later, Ricky knocked on the door. He was already lubed. I prepped a slam for him and rammed inside him. Later, there was movement outside the door: “it’s me. Let me in.” *** This is mostly true up to the point the young straight guy left. I left the toilet block a few minutes after he did. He sort of acknowledged me as I got into my car. I’m pretty sure he’ll contact me when he wants more gear. I think his father called him, Shane but I’m not certain. I hope he does ring me. I won’t lie; I want to fuck him but I want him to fuck me even more. Young Ricky got back to me when I was halfway home. I turned around and he came back to the farm with me and stayed the night. I just took him home.

A few months ago, I blogged about hooking up with an ostensibly straight young bloke who was the boyfriend of the sister of one of my dealer’s. Since then, I’d been helping him out with his rent at the hostel he’s been staying at but it wasn’t much good for hooking up. We’d hooked up a few times at venues and hotels and he’d stayed at the farm for a few days once. The place in town I’d been sharing since I’d moved to the farm wasn’t feasible given my friends were there too so I decided to lease an apartment. Overlooking the city skyline, pretty modern, two (and a half) bedrooms. Nice ‘get’ really. When Tard first came over, I hadn’t told him I’d leased it long-term and was thinking of inviting him to live in the spare bedroom; obviously the idea of leaving him alone here three days a week most weeks worried me a little. But I intended that first time to stay in the city for at least the week and see how it went. I think I asked him if he wanted to move in on a trial basis the next morning as he was fucking me. We sealed the deal by me flipping him onto his back, sharing a slam and me slam fucking him. It’s been a few months now and, in all honesty, it’s working out better than I’d hoped. We’re not in a relationship but we are living together in every sense except that neither of us expect fidelity. Tard was essentially homeless when we first ‘got together’ so I offered him to share my new place. From the day he moved in, he’s made it clear he prefers to sleep with me in my bedroom even though he has his own room. So far, I’m loving the arrangement. For a kid who basically left home when he was 14 and has lived on and off the streets since then; who became a father himself at 14 or 15 and again at 19 (he’s just announced that his girlfriend of sorts is four months pregnant and she’s intending to keep the kid), who’s spent some time in both juvenile detention and in an adult prison; and who’s supported himself and his drug habit by selling his body since he was young, he’s surprisingly ‘together’ at least in relation to me. He asked me if I minded if he took up escorting again to support himself and his kids and, of course, his drug habit; we talked about it for a long time as I wanted him to be certain that it wouldn’t affect his sense of self. He was more concerned about “sponging” off me. So I’ve been actively helping him establish himself as an escort (versatile and, yes, he works bare and seems literally to have no limits to what services he’s willing to offer) and I must admit it’s been incredibly hot watching a few of his ‘appointments’ with his clients. I filmed a couple of the sessions for him with the clients and I must admit that Tard and I have fucked to the vids already. I booked a session for him with a couple of escorts I’ve regularly hired and they’ve really taken him under their wings. He’s had a couple of bookings with them already and the three of them have done two amateur porn scenes with him mostly getting fucked. One took Tard to a gangbang in Sydney to introduce him to some of his clients and not only did he do very well, he was booked for a breeding party a couple of weekends ago which ended up being three days wired, with his legs open, taking multiple loads. According to the escort who organised it for us, there were some poz tops there; it’s hard to tell on the vid but he’s pretty sure a few poz loads were pounded into Tardy. And he’s decided that’s going to be his focus in escorting; cumdump at bareback parties, with an especial openness towards poz tops breeding negative holes like his. (He’s already persuaded two of his straight mates to be straight cumdumps with him and he does seem to have a talent for identifying straight men who might be interested. (He loves playing with other straight guys and teaching them the wonders of wired gay fucking.) Last Friday week, he brought two young blokes home (from his outreach centre) and we ended up having sex with them; one fucked Tard brutally and we all ended up fucking the younger one. That one’s proven a real cutie.

I’m very much looking forward to the day I learn I’ve finally been knocked up by some bloke’s seed. I love the idea of he and I deliberately deciding to merge our bloodlines, our DNA. Hence my preference to know whose DNA is inside me for the res of my life. And, while I don’t believe in stealthing guys (I don’t judge those who do...or want to like my boyfriend (yes, we’ve decided to start describing ourselves as “boyfriends”. Tard surprised me recently by saying that to someone we both know well...and I must admit, his reaction when he saw I was a little embarrassed was another perfect example of why I’m falling for the bloke...we ended up making love in the backyard of his ex-girlfriend’s sister’s house...with numerous people he’s known for years who think of him as 100% straight watching him pull me inside him; it obviously turned him on hugely to have mates from his childhood seeing him enjoying getting fucked...but I digress). But I’m also looking forward to getting at least two biohazard tattoos probably three; one situate on my cock; one decorating my arsehole (possibly) and a larger one on my chest or lower torso. The designs I’ve seen that’ll form the basis for the designs thus far are below. I’ll add to these as I see them. Ideally, I’m a fan of 3D tattoos and tattoos that seem to be emerging from under the skin. While the tatts on my dick andut are intended to be unmistakably biohazard in nature, the larger one on my chest/torso/arm is to be sufficiently stylised so its nature won’t be immediately obvious unless you are really staring at it. The more subtle the underlying message, the more likely it’ll be situate on my forearm in full public view. It’s likely to be a scorpion for that reason with a biohazard symbol worked into the design somehow; perhaps with the use of UV ink to enhance its prominence in the dark. When I told Tard that I’d love a pre-pozzing biohazard tattoo, say a partial biohazard symbol emerging from under the skin, he fell in love with the idea and I’m giving it to him as his birthday present. It’s likely to become the key visual image of his escorting ads to emphasise he’s available to bottom to poz men. After he converts, it’ll signify that he’s available to breed neg guys too (after he converts me...if I don’t get pozzed before him of course. Tard hasn’t shown me the design yet but I know he’s taken the notion of a biohazard symbol bursting from under the skin with bone, etc exposed around it. (If any Australians would recommend a good tattooist who’s good for, and okay with, gay themed tatts, I’d appreciate you letting me know. Melbourne preferably but I’ll happily send Tard interstate (or even further) for the right artist.

Darkrooms work well for me... i never know who has fucked my arse...

i just fucked this bitch in his parents room on his mommy and daddys bed. i made him wear his moms bra and panties and wrapped a belt around his neck to choke him while fucking his pussy doggystyle

I knew it was wrong – I wasn’t that naïve. But it felt so good and so natural I couldn’t resist. Sid started to fuck me with slow, deliberate strokes as Frank knelt in front of me and offered his cock to my mouth. I had never sucked a man’s cock before. The silkiness of it was exciting as was the salty drool of pre-cum oozing from the narrow, red slit. I began to suck it even as Sid started thrusting hard in and out of my arse. Suddenly, he pushed hard against me and I felt his cock stiffen and throb but I was so intent on sucking Frank, I barely noticed. The door opened and the old man from the TV room appeared. His entire body was wrinkled and slack-skinned, but his thick cock stood out from his sagging belly with a metal ring around his cock and balls. “Oh, it’s Arthur,” Laughed Frank. “How’s it going you dirty bastard?” Arthur licked his lips and came over to us and I felt his bony fingers probing my hole and the cock sliding into me. “Ok, Arthur. You look like you need a fuck.” With that, Sid pulled his long cock out of me and spread my cheeks. I felt the old man get behind me and his thick, veiny cock started to push into me. My arsehole stretched until I thought it couldn’t stretch any more, then his cock popped into me and slid in up to his balls. “Nice!” He grunted. “It’s all wet in there.” “Yeah,” said Sid. “I’ve just dropped a load up him. I’m off downstairs.” With that, he left. I was shocked. He had shot his spunk in me! All the fears and worries I had about safe sex came back to me, but Frank pushed the bottle under my nose and I sagged forward in surrender. “Cumming now.” Growled Arthur and leant over me, his whole body shuddering and I realised a second stranger was shooting up me. But it felt so good, I could only kneel there and let him do it. “That’s better.” He said as he pulled out of me. “You want a bit, Frank?” The other man shook his head. “Not yet. I’ll have it later.” Then they left, talking about something they’d seen in the news. I got off the couch and felt my hole which was wet and dripping with cum. Shaking, I pulled on my t-shirt and shorts, emptied the bin and went downstairs. Bill was making tea to take through to the others who were in the lounge. “You took your time.” He said. I blushed and turned away to put the bin outside. Then I heard him chuckle. “Oh, I see.” He said “ They’ve knocked up your cute little backside already, eh? What would your mother say.” I looked over my shoulder at my reflection in the mirror and saw the dark, wet patch in my shorts. Blushing furiously, I went out to the dustbin….what had I done? But my cock was stiff as I thought about it and I knew I would go back for more. After all, it was a bit late now, wasn’t it?

does Zero count ? cause im a natural born cocksuckeri wanted to suck cock as soon as i found out it was a thing and i loved sucking cock as soon as i found boys willing to use my mouth. i have always loved drinking cum and was blowing a number of guys by the time i started highschool and it just exploded from there.all the straight boys knew it was easy to get me on my knees swallowing their cum and older men can always spot a young cumwhore