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As tempted as I was to be livid with myself for making the effort to go to a safe sex party and then with my first encounter totally destroy any credibility of my pledge, I remained calm and accepting. I had tried depression and despair, I hide tried judgement and shame. They had only fit like heavy energy wasting cloaks. Accepting the needs of my exhibitionist seemed to be far more life giving. Then I met Fred. I met him at a Saturday morning farmer’s market. There was something about him that emboldened me to invite him for a coffee after he was sold out and his truck was packed away. He was like the dark-haired opposite to my blondness. From the tuft of hair at the throat of his shirt I was pretty sure he shared my bodies hairiness. Our chat was relaxed and enjoyable, with just a hint of mutual flirt. We exchanged numbers and committed to a follow up date. On that date we both expressed our amazement that we had not ended up in bed having animalistic sex. Then we committed to taking this slow, whatever it was meant to be. No sex until at least the fifth date. I was astounded I had not only agreed to but even proposed such a preposterous thing. On my way home from that very date my car pulled into the cruising woods parking lot all on its own. I lied to myself that I had only meant no sex with him until at least the fifth date. I left the parking lot with three loads in my ass. The next night, in a cozy booth, in an Italian restaurant Fred laughed about how hard he had fought to keep himself from putting on some porn and masturbating after he got home. He’d had a long hot bath instead, slept like a baby, and woke incredibly proud of himself in the morning. He thanked me for my preposterous proposal. I smiled and cautiously asked, “So you think no sex means no porn?” “Yeah, of course.” He laughed, “Don’t worry, if you didn’t think that’s what you meant and beat off last night I can forgive you. You get a do over. No sex starts now. No porn until after our fifth date. Two to go after tonight.” “Rriiiiggghht!” I stretched the word hoping for comedic. He seemed to buy it We both desperately wanted to fuck so rushed the next two dates into breakfast the next morning, and drinks and a game the next day. We bee-lined to my student digs as soon as we could. The moment the door closed we ripped each other’s clothes off. My back was on the bed and heals in the air before he could say ‘Bob’s my uncle.’ He smiled at me, kinked his head, and it was his turn to stretch out “Rriiiggghht!” This didn’t stop him from diving for my hole with his mouth. Fred knew how to rim and tongue fuck. My ass almost went into orgasms this oral treatment felt so good. When he stood and teased my hole with the tip of his seven-inch erection he was smiling again; “You love my naked cock head teasing your hole don’t you?” “Mmmmm, yeah.” Was all I could manage. “Next thing you’ll ask me to just put the tip in before I suite up. Right?” “I can’t lie. I love skin on skin. I’m so fuckin turned on by you right now. Just the tip?” “First the naked tip, then balls deep, then just a little fucking and you’ll ask me not to cum in you. I know how this goes.” He was not annoyed but he stepped back and asked where I kept the condoms. Only then I remembered they had never been brought in from my car. “Ummm … they’re umm … out in my car. I’m sorry, but I’m okay with doing it without. We both want this.” He leaned in to kiss me and I thought the fuck was back on. After a sweet peck he pulled back and said “We do. Just safely.” Like a petulant child I wined; “But I hate condoms. I want to feel you skin to skin. I want you to shoot your baby makers inside me.” “You sweet talker. Sounds like a great plan.” He responded. “Great, fuck me now!” I blurted “I’d love to, but my cocks not going into you without a condom. Well at least not until we’ve both had time to be tested. So, either one of us go to your car right now or we’ll have to go to plan B.” “What’s plan B?” I wondered out loud. He engulfed my hard cock in his mouth and three fingers began to vigorously fuck my ass. When he pulled off to catch his breath he asked if I liked plan B. “I love plan B if it includes a chance to suck you off. Could that be arranged?” He was already climbing on the bed moving us into 69 position. With his cock deep down my throat I felt him reposition my tool in his mouth and a finger slid into my ass. His finger soon found my prostate and messaged away. It was not long before I was blasting deep down his throat. He moved up and laid beside me kissing me with his cummy lips. I went back to work on his beautiful erection for the next ten minutes. It was all I could do to keep myself from climbing up and mounting his cock with my ass. I swear he could read my mind, “You’re thinking about sitting on my raw cock and riding me like a bareback horse aren’t you.” I pulled off his cock long enough to say, “You can’t blame me, can you?” and I went right back to work with my mouth. “And you want to ride me until I unload painting your guts, right?” I didn’t have time to answer. His geyser was flooding my throat. “Let’s get tested tomorrow.” He said enthusiastically I was so proud of myself as I closed my door when he was leaving. I’d finally had sex and not ended up with the guys load in my ass. I’d had safe sex. Furthermore, he was willing to get tested so we could have condomless sex. This was a brilliant solution. As long as I only had sex with him, I wouldn’t need to worry anymore about safe sex. The two weeks wait for the results of the tests were excruciating. As well as my terror, I was certain my test would come back positive, there was holding off on our sex lives. Plan B was fine, and we used it often, but it just wasn’t real fucking. And we both ached to do it. We counted the days like waiting for Christmas. I had a further burden. My car kept wanting to go to the cruising forest. I lost the battle on the last night of the wait. At least I managed to restrict the sex to sucking down one guys load before I fled to safety. We got together for lunch so we could go to the clinic to get our results. As he predicted his tests were all clear. To my amazement so were mine. We made plans to meet at my digs that night and fuck like rabbits. His instructions were clear; “Don’t bring those fucking condoms up from your car.” I didn’t. I would never tell Fred, but the next day I went to another clinic and used a false name to have a second check. I was certain the first had been a false negative. This however didn’t stop or inhibit me for our celebratory fuck. Before the door was even closed we were tearing each other’s clothes off. I was no sooner naked than I was on my back with my feet in the air. He moved to dive down and eat my ass but I stopped him. “I prelubed with Vaseline just in case you tried to fool me with your own condoms. Get that naked cock in my starving ass right now.” He spread out the cock tip tease at my hole as long as he could. He was driving me crazy, and he loved it. “You ready for the tip?” he asked. “I was ready two weeks ago.” I complained. He breached my ring. The pain was exquisite. “Ok, ready for half my raw cock before I pull out and suite up.” He teased. “Vaseline! The condom won’t last two minutes.” I teased back. “Then I’ll just have to …” as he pushed in balls deep. After so many weeks it felt amazing to have the heat of a man’s cock resting inside my ass. We kissed passionately and then he asked; “Are you ready for more?” He didn’t wait for my answer and started pounding away. His hands had a vice grip on my shoulders and held me solid against his piston blasts. Only a dozen pumps in and he was grunting as his hot cum filled my insides. We cuddled for a half hour and we were ready for round two. I got him hard with my mouth and then sat on him guiding his naked cock into my dripping hole. I road him for a full hour before he blasted the second load into me. As we cuddled, I asked if he was good for three. He wasn’t very confident but said he would try. I worked his cock forever with my mouth until he admitted he was close. I jumped up and mounted his cock and he was soon spewing his babies all over my gut walls. He collapsed into a deep sleep beside me. I fingered my dripping ass and sucked off all the cum and asa juices.This satisfied me for a few minutes, but I was soon craving more cock and cum. As great as sharing my bed with him was, I couldn’t get the cruising woods out of my mind. I finally fell into a fitful sleep. The next two weeks were terrifying as I secretly waited for the results of the second test. This didn’t stop me from our daily unsafe sexual exploits. The sex with Fred was great, but I knew it also bored me. Every time I passed the cruising woods I had to fight the car from pulling in. I was so relieved when I left the second clinic with a negative result that I leaned against my car to regain the breath I had been holding. When I opened my eyes I saw the clinic shared their parking lot with an adult bookstore. Even though I had never been to one before I decided what better place to celebrate. I could suck a cock or three through a glory hole, have a great time, and Fred would never be the wiser. Within moments of entering, I was in a booth with a big fat cock in my mouth. I hadn’t bothered to peek at the body attached to the cock. I just sucked on it with relish and abandon. I got some sense that he might be getting close and without thinking stood, spun around, and backed my ass onto his naked cock. He unloaded in me immediately. When I came to my senses I thought; ‘Fuck, what a waist of that second test.’ “Fuck it!” I said out loud to no one. I heard him leave his booth and someone take his place. A small flaccid cock came through the glory hole and my mouth instinctively glommed onto it. When it was hard I quickly pushed into my ass. Through the gloryhole on the other side of the booth I could now see a guy’s face. He called quietly, “So is he doing you raw?” I responded, “Stick your boner through that hole and you can find out firsthand.” Within moments his long slender hard on was poking through the hole and just as quickly I spun and pushed my ass onto his naked cock. He unleashed deep inside me as we coupled. The guy through the other hole was now watching and suggested I open my door. I followed instructions and he entered my booth leaving the door wide open. He was a middle-aged fat man. I didn’t care. I bent against the back wall and he fucked me with great relish. After he deposited his load three more guys were watching through the open door. I motioned for them to come in and one after the other they quickly fucked and added their loads. No one said anything about condoms. I crawled into bed with Fred that night with six strangers’ questionable sperm in my ass. I was relieved when he didn’t start with his mouth at my ass. When he reached for the Vaseline I cracked and told him we wouldn’t need that. With no further questions he plunged into my sloppy hole balls deep. “So, how many guys fucked and bred you today?” He was calm as a cucumber. “Six.” “No wonder it’s making such a sloshing sound. Well, mine will make seven, and it’ll be the last load you ever get out of me. I’m not mad. I’ve known your true nature all along. You’re not the monogamous type. And I’d be willing to open our relationship, but I also know you couldn’t commit to using condoms. I should have just listened to you the first night and gone ahead and fucked you while the condoms were in your car. But then we wouldn’t have had these awesome few weeks.” He proceeded to make such gentle caring love to me. He was jerking me off as we came together. Him as promised in my ass, me all over my hairy tummy. He collapsed into a full body hug on top of me and I collapsed into tears. He just kept holding me and the tears progressed to wailing. He just rocked me like a baby. He kept this up until I was gasping to get my breath. He wiped tears from my eyes and cooed; “There, there my pet. You’ll be alright.” When I was completely over my cry he said to me, “Come along, get dressed, I know just what you need.” I had no idea what he was suggesting but was too drained to put up a fight or resist. He drove me to the cruising woods, had me strip and lean against a tree. As guys fucked and bred my ass he went and scouted out more coaching them to take me raw and egging them on until they made their deposits. We left as the sun was rising and I had seventeen guys cum marinating in my ass. Fred dropped me back home and I never saw him again. So much for a relationship and monogamy to keep my sex life safe.

Part 4 The next day, Alex couldn’t shake the thought of hunters cock fucking him. It was all he could think about, an insatiable craving tugging at him. Desperate to satisfy it, he went online, scrolling through endless videos of porn. That’s when he stumbled upon something strange—a video guys fucking with intricate tattoos. The designs were captivating, he quickly looked up why they meant and was shocked. Alex realized that not every cock was for him he had to be safe. Still, Alex’s desire only grew stronger while jerking off during a video of someone saying “take this poz load” Alex rock hard that he snapped. He needed a real one—something he could taste, feel, devour. He quickly downloaded a gay app, finding someone nearby who could give him what he craved. Minutes later, Alex got a ping from a faceless torso hot six pack gym photo, I can be there in 10 the message read Alex then found himself outside, waiting. A black pickup truck with tinted windows pulled up, he pulled the the windows and said “ hey we good?” Alex nodded yes, The guy was wearing a black hat and had a bit of stubble on his jaw. He was undeniably attractive, and the tension between them was instant. Without a word, Alex climbed into the truck and they drove off to a nearby park. The late afternoon sun casting long shadows over the empty grounds. It was quiet, secluded—perfect. Alex’s heart raced as they parked, a thrill running through him. He couldn’t believe what he was doing. “Wow, man, you’re hot,” the stranger murmured, eyes lingering on Alex. Blushing, Alex replied shyly, “Thanks. You too.” Without hesitation, they leaned in, their lips meeting in a deep, heated kiss, the world around them fading into the background. Breaking the kiss, the stranger reached for Alex’s ass, “wow that’s a nice ass” while Alex reached over to feel the man’s cock “your cocks so big” Alex said quietly thinking in his head wow and it’s not even out of his pants yet. The stranger took off his shorts and pulled out his uncut cock he must of been about 9 inches. Alex looked down It looked irresistible and inviting, Alex’s hands trembled with excitement as he went down on him. The hot man musk intoxicated him, tasting the sweetness to much pre cum he devoured it. The stranger fingers moved across to Alex’s hole slowly teasing him, Alex was savoring every moment. “Didn’t bring a condom?” Alex asked breathlessly. The stranger chuckled, reaching into the glove compartment and pulled one out. “Yes.” The stranger put on the condom and began kissing Alex eyes never leaving each others. Alex was laying on his back in the back seat his legs over the strangers shoulders and he slowly began to enter Alex. Each inch sent a shiver through him, the pleasure building with every second. His eyes stayed locked on the stranger’s, a silent conversation passing between them, they wanted to fuck. “Oh man,” the stranger gasped between trusts, “your ass feels amazing. This is… so good.” “Yeah? Fuck me!” Alex said. “Fuck yeah fucking your boy hole so hard, take it “ the stranger said his eyes on Alex’s “I want it.”Alex screamed. The stranger was nearing his limit “I’m getting close boy where do you want it?” Alex’s head spun with the overwhelming indulgence. “Inside me… fuck me .” The stranger smirked, watching him “oh I’ll cum inside you fuck yeah take it slut ahhhhh” and the stranger shot his loud deep inside. Alex then shot also with him touching his cock, “Thank you, sir,” he said softly, glancing at the cock as it left his hole. He was stunned to see no condom had he really just taken it bare? How did that happen?. Quickly, Alex slipped out of the truck, his legs unsteady as he stood. “I can walk from here,” he said, closing the door behind him. As the truck drove off, Alex took a deep breath and wandered into the quiet park, he needed to find a washroom the fading daylight casting long shadows around him. His mind spun with everything that had just happened, unsure if it was a dream or something far more real.

Getting piss-filled is equivalent to winning the gay lotto for me - like having a spontaneous awesome group sex session happen without planning. I'm clear to dudes that I like WS, but in a few decades of being gay on in the scene, getting pissed *IN* has only happened a few times. Attempted a few times more. Pissed on - substantially more times. If you want your hole pissed in, I'd echo some of what has already been said: it's a challenge - even if you ignore pee-shyness (which is 100% real and not anything that should be seen as a negative), the pressure a hole around a dick makes it harder to unload; it's easier if you're a looser bottom so if you can get yourself worked prior to the sesh, more probably decide before or after - if they are fucking you, do you want to be pissed in before or after they fuck you? Or during? It's different because before it's definitely a WS scene and messy, after it could just be that they finished and are leaving you to deal with being a cumdump - then lead things that direction understand their level - like above, understand if they are WS "tolerant" or a WS "lover" - filling you with piss and fucking it out of you is definitely "lover" side, pissing on you after they fuck you is more on the "tolerant" side There are a lot of toys that can help though! Anal grommets - mine is metal and impossible but here's some similar: [think before following links] https://www.boyzshop.com/products/gape-grommets-3-piece-hollow-silicone-anal-dilator-set#:~:text=Give Your Ass A Good Gaping. These three This can make you more of a urinal where they can piss in you just standing over you versus being inside hollow buttplugs with or without funnels: same idea to above and I'm sure you've seen these in videos Personally, anything beyond pissing on me is something for play with guys that equally love WS because they see it more than just an ask of a needy bottom 🙂 Chef's kiss to getting fucked in a piss-soaked jock and/or getting piss-fucked.

I awoke the next morning feeling strangely calm. No panic or depression blanketed me. Yes, the exhibitionist had gone too far, of that there was no question. But I also knew I needed to acknowledge and find safe places to let the exhibitionist out. I had overheard some of the guys at the firehall sing the praises of Craig’s list to arrange ‘hookups’ so for the first time I checked it out. I typed ‘safe sex, gay’ in the search bar and a couple dozen adds popped up. All but one were from individuals looking for a safe hookup. The one remaining ad took and held my attention if was for a ‘safe sex party’ on the upcoming Friday night. It promised 2 dozen guys who would sign a pledge on entering the venue, ‘they promised to only engage in safe sex, only fucking with condoms.’ ‘Perfect’ I thought, and made arrangements to be at the venue when the doors opened. There were plenty of hunky guys in the entry line, and the energy crackled with flirtation. I signed my pledge form stripped down to my jock strap and made my way to the bar. I was relieved to hear they would keep a running tab for me to settle up when I left. I bought shots for the three of us waiting at the bar, and out of gratitude the other two did the same. I walked away happily a little tipsy with a Gin and Tonic to nurse. Guys were still arriving, but the action had already started. As I sipped away at my drink I watched a couple of blow jobs, a few guys rimming and saw one top suite up and enter his eager bottom’s ass. I was feeling great and confident, in the safety of a committed crowd I wouldn’t fall into my stupid risky behaviour. I had staked out a good location to watch when a very tall slim bear cub slipped in beside me and moved his big hand to rest on my exposed ass cheek. I quickly looked him over from head to toe. His nicely formed head was shaved and a trim beard framed his handsome face with bedroom blue eyes. His smile was intoxicating. As I mentioned he was slim but his body was beautifully hairy. His thong underwear crotch was clearly almost bursting with an already semi hard on. I followed his bold move with my ass and grabbed his cloth covered cock. His first words to me were; “You want to sample this cock don’t you? And I don’t mean with your sweet mouth.” “Fuck me, what gave me away?” I responded “Your sexy jock is a dead give away.” By this point one of his fingers had found and penetrated my hole. He bent over and kissed me on the lips. “Come with me, I know the best place to fuck you.” As I followed him, I enquired; “So have you been to one of these party’s before? You seem to know your way around.” “Oh fuck man, many times. These parties are a blast.” “Yeah, I was drawn to a place with safe sex.” I blurted. I was led to a private dark nook away from most of the action and swept up in passionate making out. More than one moistened fingers were pushed up my ass. He stopped kissing me long enough to ask, “Do you mind if I get out of this thong?” “I’d mind if you didn’t!” I responded with laughter. I was moving to take his massive member in my mouth when he turned me and bent me against the black wall. His tongue was soon joining his fingers tickling and delighting my ass. I wasn’t hiding my moans of pleasure. At just the right moment he rose up behind me and hugged me from behind. The hair of his body felt amazing on my back. He began to nibble on my ear as his foreskin moved around my hole. He soon must have retracted it because the sensation on my sensitive ass changed. His raw mushroom head felt amazing teasing my hairy hole. The pleasure of my moans increased unmistakably. “You like my raw cock head teasing your hole, don’t you?” he whispered in my ear. I just moaned all the more. “How much of a rule breaker are you anyway? Tell me you want me to put the tip in, just the tip.” He teased. “Oh yeah, just the tip, you know me.” He was already increasing the pressure with his mushroom head at my hole as I continued. “But I can’t. I promised, I signed the pledge.” “Just the tip won’t break the pledge. Besides you know as well as I do breaking the rules makes it all the more exciting.” The tip had already penetrated my ring before he finished. I gasped in pain, but the gasp couldn’t hide the equal measure of delight. “How’s it feel to have broken your safe sex pledge?” he taunted. ”Magnificent, too bad there’s not an audience.” I confessed. He turned my head to notice the three guys standing in the light at the entrance to our nook. Each had an erection in their hands. “If we’re gonna break the rules you may as well bottom out in me with your naked cock.” I said loud enough for the audience to hear. He pushed balls deep in one swift move. This gasp was unmistakably pleasure with only a slight ting of pain. Asking for our observers; “How many times have you had a naked cock up this ass?” Quickly tabulating, I blurted a number. I had no idea if it was right, I don’t even remember if I said 6 or 7. “Great slut, and how many sheathed cocks have graced this hungry ass?” again he asked to the other guys watching. “None.” I said dejectedly. “None? You’ve always given up this ass without the use of a condom. You have heard of AIDS haven’t you?” “Doesn’t scare me one bit!” I lied with anger fueled false confidence. “And how many of those guys shot their load up your ass?” he challenged. I stepped up to the challenge, I had an audience; “Every one of them, every one of their anonymous breeding’s, 100 %” “And here you are with a raw cock up your ass at a ‘safe sex party’. You are a rule breaker, aren’t you? Are you man enough to tell these guys what you really want from me.” “Finish destroying my pledge, fuck and breed me with these guys as your witness. Make sure I leave hear with cum dripping out of my risk taking, rule breaking, slutty ass.” Yup, fuck me he did. And as his long slender erection shot all over my guts he bellowed; “Breeding your rule breaking ass!” He then encouraged our observers to follow his lead. Two of them slipped into my cum dripping ass, quickly raw fucked me and shot off their seed. When I returned to the bigger room a guy stepped away from watching a hot scene and blocked my path. “How many loads?” he queried. “What the fuck do you mean?” I asked in anger. ‘Why had I only worn an open ass jock strap?’ “I just watched you come out of Blake’s BB Nookie. He seduces newbies in there every party. They all leave with at least one load in their unsuspecting asses. When we realized what he was doing in there some of us decided to bend the rules as well. So, how many guys loads?” he again questioned. “Three … but I really came here to practice safe sex” I whined. “I know” his voice was warm and understanding, “Next time you can meet that ideal. In the meantime, come home with me and let’s see how many loads I can add to that soup in your ass.” “I shouldn’t.” I protested. I did. I ended the night with six stranger’s loads marinating in my guts.

I’m voting Harris and Waltz and very happy to see where they take the country. It’ll be light years ahead of anything trump can achieve. He did nothing but bury the country in debt his last go around. No thanks, let’s create a greater nation, stop all this division and anger towards each other and reflect on all the great things this country has done for humankind and what more we can do. Can’t people just come to the middle and agree that the extremes on both sides are wrong, that they don’t represent what the majority of people in this country believe or how they wish to live. It’s very frustrating to see this country rot from within. Can’t everyone just love and let live.

I can't believe it's been nearly a year already. Although they do say that time flies when you're having fun, and I've been having A LOT of fun, so perhaps I shouldn't be so surprised. On October 28th last year, my friends threw their annual Hallowe'en party. They usually invite around 20 people, and some go all out with their costumes while others show up in regular attire. Knowing the crowd that would be there, I had swiped a medical gown from my doctor's office while I was there for my physical. I intended to walk around all night with it tied behind my neck but otherwise open all the way down. In a more genteel setting I might have worn a pair of boxers underneath, but I knew this crowd would get a kick out of seeing my bare ass all night. And those who didn't, fuck 'em! I got to their house about an hour after the party's start time, and was the first to arrive. I was wearing regular clothes to avoid scandalizing the neighbors. Dave and Mark moved to a snooty, very 'Christian conservative' neighborhood a few years ago, and as much as I knew they did so in part to make a point, still I didn't want to cause any trouble. I rang the doorbell and Dave answered. He and Mark took a lot of pride in their party, and so it was no surprise that he was decked out in a suit straight out of the 1920s, complete with a toy Tommy gun slung over his shoulder. I could see the disappointment on his face when he saw me in regular street clothes. "Al Capone?" I asked. He nodded in reply. "And you're - Jay?" There was a tiny note of irritation in his voice. "I'm about to be 'Patient Jay'," I said. "Let me run to the bathroom real quick." On my way to the lavatory I passed Dave's husband Mark. "Dave's not going to be happy about that outfit," he remarked. "Nope, he's not," I replied. "I'm heading to change now, don't worry!" A few minutes later I emerged from the bathroom, naked as the day I was born except for the thin cotton of the medical gown. I was still the only guest there, so I headed for the kitchen to see if I could help set up. Dave and Mark were both distracted, placing plate after plate of party food on the kitchen island. "What do you think?" I asked from the doorway. As they turned to look in my direction, I spun in a circle so they could get the full effect. Both burst out laughing. "I love it!" cried Dave. "I knew you wouldn't disappoint!" The doorbell rang, and as Mark walked to the foyer, Dave turned on some music. They have an amazing whole-home setup that lets them stream music from their phone to speakers all over the house. The opening notes of 'Monster Mash' blared from a speaker mounted under a kitchen cabinet. So began a steady stream of guests, and within an hour most of the 20 invitees had arrived. The house buzzed with conversation and laughter as the drinks flowed freely and the plates on the kitchen island were slowly emptied. Many of Dave and Mark's friends were couples, but they had invited three other single guys besides me. One of them was Sankar, a mid-30s tech engineer. He had worn a half-assed costume that consisted of a green skull cap and a bright orange-red shirt with the Sriracha logo on it. I had never met him before, but I had heard through the grapevine - otherwise known as Dave and Mark - that he was nicely hung and loved to fuck bareback. Being a 'raw is law' bottom myself, I knew I had to get to know him. He was standing quietly in a corner of the dining room, holding a beer and looking less than enthused. I meandered through the crowd and positioned myself next to him. Leaning over, I introduced myself. "I'm Jay," I said, trying not to scream in his ear but wanting him to hear me over the noise of the party. "Sankar," he responded. "Nice costume." "Thanks!" I replied, then spun around to give him a glimpse of my tight bubble ass. His eyes lit up. "That's the best thing I've seen all night," he said with a smile. "Let's see it again." I spun around again for his amusement. When I came face to face with him once more, he had unzipped his pants and had pulled out his cock. Still soft, it was at least seven inches long and four inches around. My mouth began to salivate and my hole gave an involuntary twitch. "I'm nine-and-a-half inches hard," he said, looking me straight in the eye with a smirk, "and it's thick. Think you can handle it?" I was no novice at bottoming, and while he was on the larger side his cock was not the biggest I had ever taken in my ass. "Oh yeah," I replied. "Just one thing," he said, the tone in his voice becoming more serious, "I'm poz and detectable, so I only fuck with a condom unless you're on prep." His revelation caught me a little off guard, though not in a bad way. In fact, I felt my own cock stiffen at the news. I was a raw-is-law bottom for a reason, and had never once taken prep. Yet after thousands of random, anonymous encounters with men I met on my travels all over the country, I had yet to receive the 'gift' I so desperately craved. Dave and Mark knew I was chasing the virus, and I found myself wondering now, did they know his status? Perhaps they did, and had invited him in the hopes I might hit it off with him? I glanced around the room hoping to find one or both of them watching as I chatted up Sankar, but neither was in sight. I turned back to my new friend. "I've been on prep for years," I lied through my teeth. If Dave and Mark did know his status, they had obviously not told him that I was a bug chaser. "Cool," was his only reply. Standing before him as I was, I blocked the view of his cock from everyone else, so I was the only one who could see the massive slab of meat hanging from his fly. He looked past me to check the crowd, then spit in his hand and slowly rubbed his cock. Instantly, it began to grow. I suddenly grew light-headed and I had butterflies in my stomach. "Turn around," he said matter-of-factly, placing one hand on my hip and gently goading me to do his bidding. My heart was pounding and my palms were sweaty, but I readily complied. A little more spit, rubbed first on his cock and then onto my hole. He pushed the gown aside and guided me back toward him until I could feel the tip gently press against my asshole. I looked around at the crowd, and all seemed oblivious to what was going on in our little corner. More than one of the other guests - okay, most of them - had watched me get fucked on one or more occasions, and in a few cases I had opened my holes to them. Coupled with the fact that I had been having sex in adult theaters, video booths and public rooms for a few decades, I had no inhibition when it came to having an audience. I grabbed the back of one of the dining room chairs to steady myself as Sankar began to press his cock harder against my hole. My years of fun with large cocks paid off; the tip popped inside, and he grabbed both my hips and pulled me backward onto him. FUCK! It felt so good! I let out an involuntary moan that was just slightly - okay, a lot - louder than the music, and a few of the nearer guests looked over in our direction. "All right! A show!" one of them called out, drawing attention from even more of the partygoers. Soon the dining room was filled to capacity, with guys in various stages of inebriation goading us on. My ass had opened easily for Sankar's huge cock, and I happily bounced up and down, savoring the sense of being stretched wide with each thrust. He was holding me by my hips and I now had both hands on the back of the chair, using it as leverage to slam my pelvis against his and milk that wonderful toxic load from his balls. My mind began to go blank in what I like to refer to as a 'fuck fog', a state in which I am completely focused on the sensation of getting fucked and my only thought is of the rich, creamy reward I'm working for. As I descended into the haze, I caught a glimpse of Mark and Dave, standing at the front of the group of onlookers. The last thing I saw before I totally gave in was the two of them clinking their drink glasses together in a toast. Sankar's hips slapped against my ass with every thrust. In my mind's eye I could see the tiny drops of viral pre-cum already dribbling into my hole, looking for a way in so they could change my life forever. It was finally happening - a poz top was giving me his gift. The thought made me the happiest I had ever been. At last, it was time for him to knock me up. His hands grabbed my hips tighter and his pace quickened. I felt his huge cock swell even more, pressing more tightly against my sphincter as it prepared to fill me with seed. Then it happened. With a roar that may have awoken some of the neighbors, Sankar rammed his cock deep into my guts and unloaded. Shot after shot of poz cum filled my hole. As the pulses of his cock subsided and his grip on my hips relaxed, the crowd cheered. Coming out of my fog, I watched as Mark and Dave raised their glasses in salute. Sankar pulled his massive cock from me, and as I always do I spun around, squatted, and took it in my mouth to clean it off. It had the flavor of ass and cum that I love so much, perfectly balanced. Another round of applause, and the crowd broke up to get more food and drink and continue their conversations. As I squatted, some of the precious poz cum he had deposited inside me slipped out onto the hardwood floor. Desperate not to waste a single copy of the virus, I knelt on the floor and licked up every drop. I stayed close to Sankar that night, though while I was grabbing a drink in the kitchen I did warn Mark and Dave not to tell him that I wasn't on prep. I took another load from him once most of the guests had gone, and I saw him a few more times after the party. Alas, the company he worked for transferred him across the country a few months later. I had gotten the fuck flu and tested positive (hooray!), so I finally did tell him that I wasn't on prep. As I had feared, he severed communication and I haven't heard from him since. Mark and Dave didn't stay in touch with him, either. So here I am, coming up on the one-year anniversary of my pozzing. I completely understand why he severed ties, but I am sad that Sankar won't be there to help celebrate. This year's party is coming up on the 26th, and Mark, Dave and I will be raising a glass in his honor.

I had just been fed in the open theater by a BBC. This was a surprise load as I had already sucked on his cock in a booth for awhile and he was thinking he wouldn't be able to get off (it happens). Turns out he liked the fact we were in the open. Anyway, I thought I was finished for the day as the place was empty and I had an errand to run. So I went to the bathroom to clean up my face from the messy facial I had received earlier. When I came out, two men had come in and one was jerking while standing next to the other. I thought I would stick around for a minute to watch the show. I guess the one jerking wasn't interested in the guy sitting because he stepped over to me. I took off my shirt and opened my mouth under his cock. He immediately shoved it into my mouth, grabbed my head and began aggressively fucking my mouth and throat. I was loving it. After about 5 minutes, he pulled his cock out of my throat and told me to talk dirty as he jerked his dark, 7 inch Hispanic cock inches from my face. I obeyed and began loudly begging him for his load, calling myself nasty names. Didn't take him long. He pumped a big load all over my face and shoulder. His hot cum felt so good as he spurted all over me. After shaking his cock off on my face, he walked away without another word. 😍 I had to go clean up my face again. Not that I'm complaining.

This is actually a true story (I hope you stroke to finish!) This guy was visiting our office on business from Wyoming , during a 3 person meeting with my boss and him i noticed he kept looking down at my bulge which started to grow because i noticed him looking ,i was trying to hide it from my boss because now it was becoming a full blown hard-On, (i get really hard sometimes when people look at my cock) today was bad timing for me because i wore boxers to work, as i got harder my 8 inches ended up sticking out the top of my pants so i was trying to hide it under my shirt but every time my boss would turn away from me i'd flash my boner at this guy , after the meeting i'm waking down the hall and he's practically begging for me to meet him for a drink and "Hang out", i told him "I don't drink but I'll come by and fuck you if you'd like". he was shocked at my honesty, and said oh no he'd never fooled around with a guy before without his wife and he hasn't been fucked before, he admitted he want to play with my cock because he'd never seen one this big in real life, He seemed like a nice guy so i'm like hey i who am i to turn down a blow job, lol so i went to his hotel room after work, he was drinking and talking about how he was thinking he was more Bi than straight and wanted to try sucking my dick, so of course i let him, before long he was trying to deep throat me but couldn't (He got a good 5 inches down without choking), i said hey let me try a something he said "what" i said "Can i eat your ass?" he was very hesitant but the minute my tongue touched his hole he was moaning and dripping pre-cum all over, eventually he got so horny he started say stuff like "Eat my Boi-Pussy" he got so out of his mind with horniness he started begging me to fuck his hole! after a good 30 or 40 mins of me pounding him into tomorrow in a lot of different positions eventually i'm fucking him back up on his knees and i'm really close about to cum and all of a sudden he's shooting his load all over the bed, just cuming uncontrollably without touching himself. i feel his hole spasming around my cock gripping it like a vice so tight around like a suction and i begin cuming too, pumping him full of my load, i spray a huge load deep in his guts i feel it pumping into him . as i pull my cock out it leaks and pours out of the wide open gaping hole I made. It started out sooooo tight but i really opened him up, he said that was better than any Pegging his wife ever gave him! i said i know "I'm a really good fuck"

Here’s mine ready for use.

Drew understands that his role as my boy is to take my loads up his arse or down his throat whenever I order him to. But it is horny when I let him take control and fuck me or arrange to get me fucked.

My first time bare was with the help of chems. Never done chems or bare before. In the later night when they had me high as a kite, one of the 3 tops started pissing in me after he dumped his load into me. It scared me first, but then the feeling was heaven. Naive as i am, i was not aware that his piss contained chems, so after i while i was rushing like crazy, and even did go out for a moment. From then on, all the masks where off and the 3 tops used me as urinal the whole night.

Feels like an enemy only way fuckin hotter. I love getting piss fucked or my holes gettin used as a urinal. Turns me into such a nasty fucking slut

This is the metal version of the rubber ones I linked to above. I have toys/plugs bigger than this. I've managed getting it in about 5 times over the years. Bought it off Fort Troff.

I guess Trump does have a talent. He's equally good at being both dummy and ventriloquist. He says the dumbest shit and then sticks his hands up the ass of the gullible and makes them believe and repeat it.

Yesterday I was on sniffles and I got contacted by a young Hispanic guy. He said he was just starting with men and could I help him Asked if was discreet because he was married sure and in about 15 min he was there. Very cute guy. Asked what he wanted and he said he wanted to ass fuck. He asked if he could fuck me. we got naked and he had a wonderful dick. There was a little sucking and then he got me on my back. He pushed his head in and then went all the way He fucked me till I saw he was close I just held him deep so he could not pull out. There was never a mention of condoms He came in me like he had never cum before must have pumped 5 times he pulled out and said he always wanted to ass fuck but his wife would not let him. We exchanged numbers and plan to fuck again

I dropped into a deep depression. I struggled to get out of bed each morning. I stopped going to school entirely, I lost all faith in myself. I had only had sex twice in my life. Both times with strangers. And both times I had risked my life with unsafe sex. I had allowed both men to cum in my ass and strangely relished holding their questionable seed in me as long as I could. I must have a death wish. I couldn’t trust myself to have sex ever again. And life without sex seemed useless. I felt utterly hopeless. Each day dragged out in aimless torture for the next three weeks. Any time I thought about sex or saw something on the tube related to it I would deeply chastise my growing horniness. The only activity I could manage was to fulfill my voluntary shifts at the fire hall. Some of the guys began to notice and asked if I was OK. I lied and said I was fine. There was no way I could talk to any of them about my problem. I was so deeply ashamed. Time spent at the fire hall was the only time I felt any semblance of normalcy. What grew deep inside me was the sense of how much joy I felt being around handsome fit men. The shame would relax and I would remember the excitement I felt making the calendar and participating in ‘The Full Monte’. I got more clarity about how much exhibitionism is a deep part of my being and strangely makes me feel so fulfilled. I worked late that night and found myself pulling into the parking lot at the cruising woods on my way home. When the sick feeling emerged in my stomach, I reminded myself I didn’t need to do anything. I formulated a plan. A plan to celebrate my exhibitionist nature among men who would appreciate the view. After all, there were lots of cars, so there must be lots of men on the trails. Between two vehicles I stripped relishing the cool air gently flowing over my naked nether regions. I pulled my jeans back on commando and decided not to fasten the waist band button. I put my runners back on sockless and tossed my unused clothes back in my car. As I walked into the woods, I felt a lightness of being I hadn’t felt in weeks. I soon came upon two guys getting ready to fuck and my heart began to race as my cock began to respond. The top was rolling a condom onto his substantial cock. That’s when I remembered I hadn’t brought any condoms and a moment of panic set in. I quickly caught and calmed myself remembering my promise to only enjoy my exhibitionism. It occurred to me part of that was enjoying other’s exhibitionism. And these guys were certainly happy to have an audience. Their fuck didn’t last long until the top was blasting inside the bottom. I was excited to see the condom covered cock withdrawn, the bottom remove the condom and clean the cock with his mouth. I was sure I was inspired to insist on a condom if someone offered to fuck me. The next coupling I saw was an old, guy on his knees sucking offer a monster of a man with a proportionately mammoth dick. The old guy could barely fit the girth down his throat, yet he still managed to bring the giant to orgasm. The river of cum gushed out of his mouth and all over his face and hair. Again, I felt inspired thinking ‘I may not be able to get fucked but I can suck off a cock or two and be egged on by guys that stop to watch. I soon found a very nervous young guy who allowed me to suck him off. I was delighted with the taste of his load and swallowed it all. Observers had gathered round and in quick succession I sucked down two more loads. By the fourth blowjob my inner exhibitionist was in full throttle. I stood and bent to suck this stranger’s cock so that I could drop my jeans and fondle my own hard on. Suddenly I felt warm breath on my exposed hole. This was followed quickly by a mouth riming my pucker hole and whiskers scratching my ass cheeks. I thought to myself; ‘I should have expected this, but it’s safe enough, relax and enjoy!” Between the luscious cock in my mouth and the pleasurable ministrations to my hole I soon got lost in the moment. Somehow, I didn’t even notice the cock in my ass until the guy blew his load down my throat. As soon as my mouth was empty I turned my head and asked the bear in my ass if he was wearing a condom. “Do you have one?” he asked me. “No, don’t you? I replied. “I’m already balls deep, do you want me to stop?” he wondered. “Of course not.” I blurted. “Just don’t cum in me.” That’s when the gathered crowd started chanting; “Breed him, breed the slut!” His pace picked up and felt amazing, especially with an audience. “I’m very close. Where do you want my load?” “Come in him, breed his slutty ass!” the crowd answered. I saw and felt the excitement of the crowd, I instantly knew I couldn’t disappoint them. “Do as they ask, cum in my slutty ass.” He was pulsing away deep in me before I even finished saying this. The bear pulled out and another raw cock was deep inside me before I could think. The crowd was back to chanting “Breed him, breed the slut!” My exhibitionist was in full control and had no intention of disappointing my fans. When it was time, I begged for the next four loads to paint my gut walls. I returned to my car with five loads dripping from my ass. I felt higher than a kite. It was only when I climbed into bed that confusion crept in. ‘Why had I done and allowed such dangerous sex? Why had I once again put my health at such risk?’

I believe many gays hate them for no reason. It's much cooler in their minds to drink or to smoke weed but when you mention poppers some act like you're injecting substances or something. I can't understand why. Personally I love them, I love bating with them but some guys make me feel like I'm a drug addict or something.

That is INCORRECT. It's not 400mg; in fact, the CDC recommends no more than 200mg in a single day, period. The recommended dose, and the guidance issued this summer which is likely to become the standard, is 200 mg of doxycycline ideally within 24 hours of sex, but no more than 72 hours after (by that point, any infection is likely established and will need a full course of treatment). If you have sex again within 24 hours of the DoxyPEP dose, take another dose 24 hours after the last dose - not 24 hours after sex, but 24 hours from the time you took the first dose. Here are the CDC and NIH guidelines: [think before following links] https://www.cdc.gov/mmwr/volumes/73/rr/rr7302a1.htm [think before following links] https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/books/NBK597440/table/table-1/

Which is the crucial component. Almost anything can be melded into a loving relationship - with "outside" sex being among the easiest. Since you and your other half discussed the issue, and came to some agreement before indulging your lusts, that's respecting everything about being "in love", as opposed to living with a lie. I say "Yay for you" too - both of you.

Yesterday started well. My boy, Drew ordered me to go to the bathroom and clean out. I get real horny when he takes charge. Then he fingered and lubed my hole. He said he had a surprise for me. He’d invited my horse-cocked mate, Hamish over in the evening to pound my arse so I’d need my hole stretched out before then. I was horny as fuck. Drew mounted me and shoved his cock deep inside me in one thrust. He fucked me roughly for ages then shot a hot load of seed up my chute. I really felt it. He pulled out and while I was still open and lubed with his sperm he pushed our biggest butt plug into me. I had to wear it all day. Hamish arrived and stripped down to his jockstrap - he knows I love seeing him in his military green jock. Drew took out the butt plug and put me down doggy on the bed with my shoulders down and my back arched, legs spread and my arse high and wide open presenting my hole. Hamish mounted me and thrust into me without a care. Yeah it fukkin hurt taking his shaft in one thrust but he needs that. He’s a big brawny guy and I felt his full weight on my back and arse with each thrust. After about 20 minutes he grunted “I’m gunna breed ya” then “I’m seeding ya” I felt his seed filling my hole. He stayed inside my until he’d drained his balls then ordered “suck me” I turned round and he shoved his still hard cock down my throat so I could taste his sperm and my arse and sweat. Yeah, my hole was destroyed but fucking great day.

For me piss in me is more fun before someone thinks about cumming. My ass can't hold piss. Cum sticks to the ass walls therefore it stays inside much longer, better when fully absorbed

I was surprised by my top when he made me take his piss but it was so hot I love it now and want it all the time unfortunately it’s not always on the menu but especially getting plowed after getting flooded omg the feeling of warmth and fullness is unparalleled

It’s only cheating if you are delusional enough to believe in the ridiculous construct of monogamy. im with my husband almost thirty years. We haven’t been sexually active with each other for years due to some physical and psychological circumstances but truth is that we consciously chose to have a non traditional relationship from day one and have never had any issues with each other’s exploration and expression of our sexuality. We’re respectful of each other and have an understanding that we won’t be too messy 🙂 Some here seem to think it’s bullshit when I post about it but in a truly spiritual partnership you legitimately want your partner to be happy and you understand that you can’t do or be everything they need for that. We don’t fight and we have both evolved exponentially during our time together. Wouldn’t change it for anything- but I have my sexual adventures with others outside of his purview and he does what he does without my oversight. Recently after confirming that I was undetectable after only a month on meds, I just up and told my husband that I had tested positive was on meds and undetectable already and that I wasn’t feeling any particular kind of way about it because I didn’t do anything wrong and given my genetic mutation it’s kinda crazy that it happened but it did. He basically said “Ok I appreciate you telling me and wish you had told me when you first found out so I could be supportive.” he didn’t even ask who I was fucking or why I wasn’t being safe or on prep- he didn’t judge me or give me anything but love. To all the romantics here, it is possible to have an incredible partnership but not if you can’t put your ego and insecurities aside and just love without fear. It only works if you’re both serious and committed and it doesn’t work at all for malignant narcissists although they’ll act like it’s working to manipulate you so there’s that but I am personally attesting that it’s not out of the realm of possibility if you can abandon the existing constructs and don’t put the responsibility for your happiness on your partner or the relationship.

Sounds like a good day! LOVE LOVE LOVE gloryholes. With a steady stream of cock, I can spend hours and hours at one!

Rapist fantasy,Turns me on to be forced Fucked maybe forced slammed and gang raped

As PozBearWI pointed out, you said "boarders" (a synonym for tenants). Possibly you meant "borders" but spelling counts and it's hard to know for sure what someone means, if he's using different words than the ones he may or may not mean. Where are all the jobs? Unemployment is running about where it was under Trump's first three years, which omits the disaster of his fourth year, where the unemployment rate skyrocketed to 14.8% at one point, thanks to his mismanagement of the COVID crisis. That, the resulting collapse in prices for fuel and other commodities, coupled with a crippling of the supply chain as a result, threw out all sorts of economic consequences that were left for the Biden administration to fix. Interest rates are high because all that screwing up Trump did set into effect massive inflation as the economy began recovering. Unfortunately, raising interest rates is one of the few things the government CAN do to slow down inflation, by making it more expensive to borrow. And note that another reason we ended up with an economic mess is that Trump kept demanding that rates go lower and lower - which of course was great for his personal bottom line as someone who borrows other people's money to lose in risky construction deals (like his hotel in DC), but low interest rates also meant that lots of people's bank accounts paid almost nothing in interest. (Again, that didn't bother Trump since he operates almost exclusively on credit and seldom has two nickels in the bank to rub together). As for Harris and the border: that was not her "job". The VP has no job, really, except to preside over the Senate. Biden named her his "point person" to keep tabs on what was happening at the border but she had no legal authority to do anything about it - that's a constitutional limitation on the office, and it's idiotic, frankly, to blame her for not exercising power she didn't have. Your "10 million" number is fanciful. That may or may not have been the total number of people who attempted to cross the border, but are you completely unaware that most border crossers (about 78%) are apprehended and returned? Are you aware that of those who are caught, the majority are on their second or subsequent attempt? (That means even if they all had succeeded, which they didn't, the total would have been far less than 10 million. That apprehension rate is more than double what we had back during the early GWB administration - because between his term and Trump's, the US SMARTLY deployed ways to monitor the border (including more agents, infrared cameras, drone surveillance, heat sensors, and other means to detect people attempting to cross). We'd already raised the apprehension rate dramatically - but Trump, believing in symbols over substance, promised a "big, beautiful wall" that "Mexico will pay for". They paid zip, zero, nada, and Trump's wall is already falling over in places because like most of his work, it was cheap and shoddy and for show, like his fake gold toilets and his fake everything else. But go ahead, kiss up to the serial fraudster who's already (a) settled the Trump U fraud case for $25 million, (b) settled the Trump Foundation fraud case by agreeing never to serve on a nonprofit board, ever again, (c) had his companies found guilty of criminal fraud, (d) been found personally liable for business fraud committed through his companies, (e) been found liable for sexual assault and for defamation of his assault victim - twice, and (f) has dozens of state and federal criminal indictments pending trial as we speak. Buy some of his "gold" sneakers or whatever other trash he's peddling to grift you gullible fools out of your EARNED money to pay his legal bills, despite the fact that he's supposed be "really rich". It's just funny to sit back and watch y'all make fools of yourselves, except that there's a serious risk that this charlatan may once again be president.

Please remember men like BBC too and daddies like BBC. Don’t limit yourself to boys. I’ve been told by some that daddy ass I’d the best to fuck because you don’t have to spend a lot of time getting it to loosen up. And no daddy being used is ever going to give you a hard time about cumming in him m he will ask nicely and say thank you when you do.

I love that moment between first taking corrupted seed, and wondering whether what the fuck you've done. That fork in the road i've seen in guys in saunas and clubs. They're dazed and confused and unable to process it -- they either get out of the place or, if the pregnancy has taken hold and their rebirth is beginning, carry on into the place for more.

It should not have developed a resistance (the proper term) to that particular med simply by being "off" the med. It's possible, but it's not inevitable. It's much more of a problem to be irregular about the medication - taking it for a few days, skipping a few doses, taking it again. Now - if you go off for 4 months and then re-start, even if the same med is effective, it may take a good while (as in a few months) to bring your VL down to an undetectable range again. And there IS a chance - again, not a great chance, but... - that the medication will be ineffective, or less effective, than it was before. *Fortunately*, there are several good medications out there, and if it turns out you HAVE become resistant to one, there's a good chance another will work.

So this is it... guys. I want to say thanks for comments and reactions. Hope you enjoy how it ends. It's a bit longer than the other chapters... but I hope it's worth the read. Doc Murphy’s Therapy Part 7 – A Continuation Bright flashes of light from leather porn playing on the 98” TV screen against the wall filled the dimly lit room which was like a more intimate version of downstairs... leather furniture scattered throughout the room with a St. Andrews cross prominently standing on a stage in one corner. Unleashing his little brother, Doc pulled Mike and me to the center of the room and snapped his fingers, pointing to the floor. We took our spots, facing each other.... Mike facing the bar while I stood facing the now-closed door. I caught Mike smiling and looking over my shoulder, so I turned to see what he was grinning about. Behind the bar stood a muscled figure in the shadows. I tried to make him out, but the mystery man was making sure he wasn’t seen. “Get on with it, little brother.” Doc barked, turning to the figure... “Whiskey neat.” "Yes, Sir," a familiar voice responded, stepping into the increasing light of the room. It was Hawk, the security guard. Seeing him, I stood up straighter. He winked at me as he poured the whiskey and handed it to Doc. Feeling flustered, I glanced away and saw Mike grinning. “Fucker...” I mouthed to Mike as he turned me to face the bar. I took a breath and tried to pull myself together as the cranking sound of clinking chains filled the room. Looking up, I watched a pair of leather slings descending from the ceiling on either side of us. Swallowing the last of the drink, Doc dropped the heavy tumbler on the bar... “Go on...” he said to Hawk, motioning to us. Stepping out from behind the bar, I could see he wasn´t wearing a jock... his short fat cock stuck straight out over his massive sac. Nodding to Doc with a wicked smile, he made his way to me... his sac swinging and banging against his thighs, until he stood between Mike and me. His junk now inches from mine, I could feel the heat of his body on my skin. I couldn’t take my eyes off it. It was perfect, with an angry purple head and a drop of precum start oozing out of the piss slit. Hawk chuckled, lifting the shaft to give me a better look. My eyes widened at the size of the open slit. It was as if he had a straw inserted into it. Hawk chuckled and held the pearl sized drop of precum up for me to see before I eagerly opened my mouth “Here you go,” he chuckled, teasing me with it, just out of my reach. Drooling from the scent, I leaned in towards his fingers... my tongue trying to reach for it, but he kept pulling back. Frustrated, I looked up with a pleading look... “Please...” I whined, not being able to control myself. Seeing the look on my face, his fingers moved in as my tongue reached out to taste it. “Shit!” I growled as the concentrated taste exploded on my tongue. I could feel it mixing with my spit and coating my tongue as the salty crisp taste filled my senses, causing a shiver to run down my spine. Hawk just stood there watching my reaction for a minute before lifting me up into his arms in a tight grip. “I had to beg Master to cover the bar tonight.” he growled, taking me over to one of the slings. “Fuck...” I mumbled... my mouth now completely coated in his precum. I could feel his fur sliding against my skin as he carefully dropped me onto the warm leather hide. Standing between my legs to give me a full view of his modified package, he secured my ankles before moving to my wrists. Slowly, he fastened the restraints while his cock rubbed against my shoulder. I couldn´t take my eyes off the sight of his expanding cock. Yeh, I said expanding... Doc Ian had made sure it would always stay three inches but had compensated for that. I whimpered again. “I know....” he whispered, slipping two more pearls of precum onto my tongue. “I’m the only one Doc’s done this to so far... said he’s tweaked the cum process and is waiting for the right one.” “Uuhhh,” I moaned, feeling the taste penetrating my mouth as he played with my tit rings. Moving back between my legs, Mike teased my cuntlips with a pair of lube slicked fingers... “Oh, and by the way,” he said, sliding his fingers in. “Doc Ian threw it in at no charge with my cock and sac. Said he needed to see its effect on a guy... guess I was his guinea pig. Master agreed and here I am.” I could feel my cunt burning now... I knew it was laced. I went crazy... I swear I could feel Hawk’s precum running down the back of my throat as he worked my now sizzling insides. I started bucking. “Just so you know, I may be a short-cocked slave, but my cock still appreciates a nice tight cunt.” he growled, holding his fattened cock in his other hand. “Doc Ian made sure of that.” “MMMM,” I moaned, using my training to squeeze the fingers sliding against the walls of my cunt. “Enough,” Doc snarled, his hard cock standing straight up against his taught abs. “Let´s get on with it.” “Yes, Sir!” Hawk answered, slipping out of me. I couldn´t see what Hawk was doing, but I could hear him rustling about as Doc Ian secured his moaning nephew in the sling next to me. “Ready, Sir,” Hawk said to Doc, holding a silver tray with two rigs on top of a leather cushion. “Him, first...” he scowled, motioning to Doc Ian. “Sorry, Sir...” Hawk apologized and presented the rigs to Doc Ian. I could see Mike staring up at Doc Ian’s collar as Doc Ian placed one of the rigs on Mike’s abs, He was still trying to take it in. In all our sessions, Doc Ian had never worn a collar even when he was servicing Doc’s cock. This was a new low... he was now marked as his brother’s property. I wanted to see Mike slammed, but I felt Hawk start prepping my arm after slipping the other rig between my lips to hold it. With me now prepped, Doc chuckled. Grabbing the rig from my lips, he held Hawk’s junk and handed it to him... "Go on... do it...” “Shit yes, Sir!” Hawk grunted, pulling the cap off with his teeth and placing the needle at my vein. I couldn’t resist... I lifted my head, my tongue flicking at his dripping cock, but I couldn’t reach it. Suddenly, I felt pain on my left tit... “Fuck!” I yelled out, feeling a tit clamp biting into me. Then I felt the pain on the other. It felt like my tits were being ripped out. I cried out again. Seeing me in pain, Hawk gave me access to his cock as he pulled the register and slammed me. “SHIT YEH!” I yelled around his cock, feeling the initial rush mixing with the explosion in my mouth. It had been about a month since I was slammed, and my mind was all over the place... the pain in my tits clashed with the cravings for the precum. But it only took a few seconds for the meth to convert the pain into intense pleasure. I started sucking on the shortened cock as the it rushed through my body and took over. I had been trained to take cock down my throat, but this was a new experience... All I could do was concentrate on the feeling of a cock completely resting on my tongue as the pearls of precum ran down the back of my throat. Closing my lips around it, I moaned, feeling his trimmed bush tickling my lips. I kept on it, looking up into Hawk’s eyes. “Master’s made a bundle with me. Gives Doc Ian a hefty cut to keep me flowing,” he growled, looking down at me. “Can’t get enough, can you...?" But before I could answer, I gasped, feeling suddenly stretched open by a hard cock. It was Doc... “Fucking cunt!” he yelled out, pounding me with his steel hard cock. “Please..." I begged, Hawk’s cock still in my mouth. Lifting my hips to meet Doc, he responded, intensifying the brutal attack. He grabbed the chain attached to the tit clamps and pulled. That did it. I let go of Hawk... “FUCK ME!” I screamed, bucking in the sling to meet his thrusts. He kept on, destroying my cunt and making me beg over and over for more. Doc seemed to go on forever. Finally, I could feel his shaft start to pulse. Grabbing my hips, he pulled me to his crotch and stiffened before exploding into me. He stood there, still in me as I fell back into the sling. He stood there, covered in sweat dripping from his hard body... “Good, boy.” he smiled, slapping my sweaty abs. Despite everything happening around us, the sounds of skin slapping and moaning were impossible to ignore. I knew it was Mike taking his uncle's cock, but I couldn't see for myself as Hawk stood in my way while he moved towards Doc. My focus shifted to Hawk as he dropped down onto his knees in front of him. “Sir,” Hawk said, lifting his chin and offering his open mouth. Without another word spoken, Doc slowly pulled his cock out of me. I tensed, feeling completely empty. Turning to Hawk, Doc slipped his cock into the waiting mouth, giving me a perfect view of his skills. Hawk quickly went to work cleaning the slime off. Once done, he got up and came to me, his lips slick with spit, cum and my cunt juices. He leaned in and tenderly kissed me as he fed me the remains of the fuck mixed with his spit. Tasting it, I begged for more cock. “Go on,” Doc laughed. “Yes, Sir... Thank You Sir!” Hawk grinned, displaying his hard furry body between my legs... his thickened 3-inch cock sticking straight out. “I wanna hear you beg... Tell me what you want.” “Fuck!” I shouted, bucking even more. “Your cock! I want your cock!” Hawk smiled... grabbing my hips, he stepped forward. I could feel its thickness spreading my cuntlips... Instinct took over and I tightened... providing him with a tight cunt. “Damn, boy...” he moaned, feeling his three inches being firmly held by me. “Oh Fuck! Please!” I begged, feeling my cunt begin to swell with the mixture of his precum and my juices. “No one, ever...” he groaned, starting to fuck me in short jabbing thrusts. It was a new experience... and I loved it! I was bucking to meet the stabbing motion of his hips... “How’s it feel, boy” he snarled, “getting fucked by a 3-inch cock?” “Fucking so good!” I moaned, tightening up even more. “Fucking use me, Hawk!” And he did, stabbing into me... making his way forward until I was riding his cock. The head of the sling rose until we were face-to-face, his arms between the sling and my torso, holding me tightly. I was dangling from my wrists, looking into his eyes... "Please," I managed to say. "I need it.” Nodding, he attacked my cunt until his breath grew ragged. I gripped him tightly with my cuntlips as our mouths met and started to devour each other. “SHIT!” he yelled into my mouth, filling my lungs with his breath as he shot into me. Continuing with the kiss, he slowly walked us back and lowered me onto the sling. Once I was down, he pulled out and moved to my face. “God, yeh!” I groaned, taking it in and cleaning it. Without a warning, he started pissing in my mouth. I was surprised... I could usually tell when it’s coming. The piss quickly filled my mouth. It soon started flowing out over my chin and onto the floor before I could start swallowing. It took me a couple of seconds, but my training kicked in and I gulped down the rest. Finished, I closed my eyes to take in the moment. Not wanting to miss anything, I opened my eyes to see Doc Ian eagerly servicing his brother’s 10-hole Rangers... “Yeah, little brother... show me how much you love me.” Doc growled, dropping a load of spit onto his boot. Tonguing up the spit, Doc Ian could only grunt like a hungry pig. Soon, he was working his way up Doc’s sweaty thighs to his big brother’s crotch. Slowly, he started to lick and suck on Doc’s cock. Doc shut his eyes and sighed... “Fuck yeah, little brother... fucking good cocksucker.” Suddenly, a wicked look came over his face. He turned and spread his asscheeks. Without a word spoken between them, Doc Ian started licking and biting on the muscular glutes. Burying his face in them, Doc Ian buried his tongue to the hilt and started to eat his brother out. I laid there, watching... After getting a full tongue bath on his hole, Doc turned around and presented his little brother with his thickened cock. Sighing, Doc Ian licked the sac and stuffed his brother’s cock into his hungry mouth. Off to my side, I could see Mike being fucked by the skinhead from downstairs while another leathered stud stood behind Mike and played with his tits, gripping them tightly and twisting. I could see Mike’s hands gripping the air as he pulled against his restraints from the pleasure. Releasing his tits, the stud moved to the side and started teasingly slap his pierced cock against Mike’s lips and cheeks. Mike’s eyes were glued on the cock. With his swollen red tits now sticking straight up on his pecs, Mike took the cock in and held it as the growing shaft slid past his tongue and down his throat. Mike’s hungry mouth went to work... “Fucking take it!” the stud yelled, his balls slapping again and again on Mike’s chin. It was obvious the stud couldn’t take Mike’s training. Suddenly, he shuddered and emptied himself in Mike’s warm cuntmouth. Mike writhed in the sling in a combination of taking the skinhead’s cock and wanting more cum. His entire body shook with each pounding. The harder the skin rammed himself into Mike, the louder the moans escaped his mouth. I could see Mike tense as he took each hit. Fuck... I knew what was coming. I could see Mike wincing as his cock started to thicken inside the cage... “Ah fuck! I’m cumming!” Mike groaned, as a river of cum flowed out of his caged cock and onto his sac. This only made the skin slam him harder, stretching Mike open. On he went, ramming into Mike until he unloaded deep inside Mike's wrecked cunt. Finally, the skinhead pulled out and motioned to the crowd. A young hooded geared up skin about my age stepped up. I couldn’t help noticing his hard ripped body... he practically glowed from the flashes of light reflecting off the unnatural smoothness of his skin. He stood there tall and proud looking at me... his leather hood hugging his square-jawed face like a second skin. His eyes were so fully dilated, they looked completely black... giving him a demonic look. His sac, stuffed with a pair of unusually large nuts, swung back and forth against his mid-thigh. I could see his hard cock pulsing to the beat of his heart before checking out his ripped abs. Taking a deep breath, I could see a pair of crusted over pierced thick tits erupting from his pecs. “Fuck... the work over he must have had to get that,” I thought, starting to moan at the sight of them. “Oi! Get the fuck over here, cunt!” the skin called out. Lowering his eyes, the boy dropped to his knees as the skin stood there, looking down at him. Boss...” the boy begged, staring up at the dripping mess. “Fucking hungry cunt...” the skin smiled, hurling a wad of spit into the boy’s open mouth. Pulling the hood off, he turned the boy’s head to face me. “Take a look boy,” the skin snarled at me... “Got meself a right proper cuntskin here.” That’s when I noticed his eyebrows... they were gone. The boy was completely hairless. There was also something about him... It took me a second, but there was no doubt about it. I recognized him! It was my old roommate Kirk! Moaning, Kirk turned and took the cock into his hungry mouth. I couldn’t believe my eyes. I was watching Kirk, slobbering on a cock covered in cum and cunt juice! “Yeah, that’s a good cuntboy,” the skin laughed, forcing himself fully into Kirk’s hungry mouth and releasing a load of piss. Kirk just kept on... taking the piss down his throat like a pro. I watched his throat pulse from the river of piss flowing into his stomach. Fuck... he looked even hotter than I remembered him. His fur was gone, and it was obvious he had been juiced. But how? With the tap now slowing, the skin started to pull out of Kirk’s still hungry mouth. Fuck... he was reaching out with his tongue, wanting more. He was definitely a fucking piss skin now. “Don’t worry cunt, there’ll be more for you.” the skin growled, clipping a leash to Kirk’s collar and pulling him up on his feet. Kirk stood there for a second, smiling at me until he felt a pull on his leash. He gave me a quick wink before being led by his Boss back downstairs. I fucking felt like I was dreaming... I was trying to figure out if this was real or if I was hallucinating. “Whadda ya think, boy?” Doc Ian laughed, now at my side with his brother. “Sac and pumped-up body’s my doing. Been working with a guy on the hair removal... I think we finally got it right with this one,” he bragged, grabbing my pec with his rough hand and playing with my tit... “Juice up just like you.” “Fuck yeh,” I moaned, remembering the smoothness of his skin and the pair of tits jutting out from the pecs on Kirk. “You can thank me for the rest.” Doc chimed in. “How?!” I asked, confused and looking at Doc. Chuckling, Doc leaned in close to me and whispered... “Tell me about your roommate, boy. Tell me what you did.” Again, memories came rushing back... “Fuck, Doc! I had to!” I moaned, realizing what I had done. It all started that night when I got home after that first session at Doc’s. Fuck... --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I could say I had lucked out with Kirk. I used to work some hours at the local market after school and my boss’s nephew... a junior at the university... was looking for a new roommate so my parents agreed, and I moved in. Kirk kind of looked like one of those hot nerds. Even though he buzzed his hair... said he hated having curly hair... his clothes gave him a geek factor which hid a toned body. I found that out on the first night as we were getting ready for bed. After ordering a pizza and getting to know each other better, Kirk said he had an early day and had to get ready for bed. I was feeling tired too, so I headed to my room after cleaning up a bit. Passing the bathroom, I could hear Kirk in there. “Shit,” I thought... “Gotta piss...” Just then, my jaw dropped as the door swung open. “Oh... sorry.” he said, almost bumping into me... “You need it?” Fuck... His t-shirt looked like it would rip apart at any time... it was so tight on his pecs. I could even see some fur sticking through the thin cotton. My eyes automatically went down to his slim waist and the way the waistband of his blue sweats hung low on his hips and bunched at the crotch. It was obvious he was going commando. “Uh, yeh... gotta piss.” I mumbled, taking in the sight of his furry arm as he lifted it and held his neck. Every movement he made highlighted his toned torso, and I couldn't look away. Noticing that I was fixated on his t-shirt, he laughed... “I need to do laundry. I found this at the bottom of my drawer... had no idea it had shrunk so much.” I gave a nervous chuckle and slid past him and shut the door. Standing at the toilet, I pulled my now semi-hard cock out. I stood there, trying to relax but it was no use... I couldn’t piss. I waited a bit and flushed the toilet and ran the water. Carefully, I opened the door... trying to hide my bulge and quickly went to my room to grab a clean t-shirt and a pair of shorts before Kirk could see me. Luckily his door was closed. I ran back into the bathroom and jumped into the shower and turned on the water. By this time, my cock was fully hard. I could feel the pressure from needing to piss... I had no choice. Grabbing some shower gel, I lubed up and started stroking... Closing my eyes, I could still see Kirk standing there in front of me, his blue eyes sparkling back at me. I kept on jacking, feeling the warm water hitting my shaved body. “Shit...” I moaned, finally shooting a huge load onto the shower floor. I stood there, hands against the wall to steady myself, watching my load swirling down the drain. I could feel my bladder about to burst. Taking a deep breath, I was finally able to unleash it. I stood there watching the yellow river rushing out of my piss slit. Without thinking, I cupped my hand and filled it with the warm salty piss and drank it before finishing up and heading to bed. Anyway... I got home late that night after my first session at Doc’s place and went straight to my room. Kirk’s door was closed so I knew he’d be down for the night. He was a heavy sleeper. Walking into my room, I stripped down on the way to my bed and got in. I was tired but still horny from the session. “Fuck,” I sighed, closing my eyes and my mind went straight to him. The first night I ran into Kirk coming out of the bathroom was last week, and we really hadn’t spent much time together once school started except for running into each other as we got ready for bed. He had done laundry, so I hadn’t seen him in that tight t-shirt since then. Over the next couple of days of me moving in, we got comfortable with each other. I never noticed any sexual tension on his part, but he started to just throw a towel on after showering, giving me a better view of him. Pushing the sheet off me, I grabbed hold of my cock. I could see his furry torso leading down to a nice treasure trail between is abs. I started jacking up and down as I grabbed hold of my sore tit with the other. I knew his cock was cut... that was obvious from the first night. I started moaning, thinking about taking it into my mouth to the root... his sweaty pubes rubbing against me as he fucked my face. I could hear my mattress squeaking ... I couldn’t help it. It felt so damn good. I kept at it until I couldn’t hold back any longer and a loud moan escaped my lips as my headboard slammed against the wall... Stiffening, I gripped my shaft, aimed at up to my face and exploded, leaving a huge mess on my pecs and abs. “Fuck me!” I groaned, laying back on the mattress. I stayed like that... covered in cum and thinking about Kirk. I must have fallen asleep cause the next thing I knew I heard Kirk calling to me. Opening my eyes, I looked up and saw him standing there in a towel. “Dude, what the fuck?” he said, standing in the doorway looking at me. “You left your door open.” I froze, not knowing what to say. Here I was covered in a load of dried cum on my shaved body. He stood there for another moment before he smiled and walked in. “When did you do it?” he asked, running his fingers slowly over my thighs. “Uh... Friday... I had been thinking about it and decided... what the fuck.” I stammered, trying to be casual. “Damn, guess it must feel good...” he grinned, scraping some of the crusty cum off my abs and flicking it at me. “Yeh, it does.” I said, calming down and sitting up. “I’ve thought about it a couple of times,” he laughed, throwing off his towel to expose his bush. “I just worry about cutting something off.” I had often thought about it but now I had it in front of me. I sat there, staring at his cock peeking out from the dense bush covering his junk. Smiling, he stood there for a second and I swear I could see his cock pulse before turning and exposing is hairy ass covered in dark brown fur. “Whatdaya think?” he asked, turning his head and smiling... “Would be a lot of work to get me as smooth as you, huh?” “Uh yeh,” I told him. But then an idea popped into my head... “I know a guy who could do it for you. He’s done it for some of the guys on the swim team.” “Yeah?” he asked, his cock swelling up a bit. “How much?” “No charge... he owes me.” I said, grabbing Doc’s card from my jeans and handing it him... “Just call this number and ask for Mike.” “Mike, huh? Card says Connor Murphy... Psychologist.” he said, casually scratching his sac. “Oh yeh... Mike’s his assistant.” “So, this Murphy guy, he’s your therapist?” Kirk asked... “Sorry, my uncle told me you and your dad had some trouble. He knew about me needing a new roommate and told me a bit about it.” “Yeh, he is...” I sighed but glad it was out in the open. I motioned to him to sit... “Doc’s been great...he’s helped me with a lot of things... not just stuff with my dad.” Being able to talk about it was making me relax and I noticed how close he was to me... close enough to feel his body heat on my skin. I could see Kirk looking me up and down before setting his eyes on my growing cock. I could see his cock was getting hard and starting to stick up from his bush. Looking up, his eyes were fixed directly on mine. He leaned in... “Fuck, Sam. It looks so goddamn hot,” he growled, taking hold of my shaved junk. Placing his lips against mine, he pushed his tongue into my mouth as he made his move. Once he was on top of me, I didn’t hold back... we started grinding our bodies against each other as our tongues fought to enter each other’s mouth. Our hands explored each other’s body... his taking their time to feel the smoothness of mine as his hard cock slid against my skin from the flowing precum. Wrapping my arms around him, I worked my hands down his back and grabbed onto his hairy asscheeks and spread them. Moving in with both, I started fingering his hairy sweat slicked hole. This drove him even more crazy. He started moaning... “Fuck Sam...” I kept at it for a bit before moving on to his hairy sac. Grabbing it, I started rolling his balls in the palm of my hand. I let go of the kiss and moved on top of him, straddling his body. Pushing his arms above his head, I started tonguing and chewing on his sweaty pits. Moving to his pecs, I started sucking and nibbling on his tits, ignoring his cock sliding against my smooth asscheeks. His body went rigid... “OH FUCK!” he cried out, feeling me bite down. I stayed on it... making him squirm. Grabbing my head, he pulled me into his pec. I bit harder before letting go. I kept on... licking up the sweat from his furry abs. “Goddamn fuck!” he moaned, looking down at me as I made my way past his precum soaked treasure trail. Getting between his legs, I started feeding on the sweat dripping from the fur on his thighs as he squirmed on the bed. “Shit, Sam... do it!” he begged, slapping his thick cock on the side of my face. My craving for cock was kicking in but I wanted to stretch this out. Next, I went for his sac. Slick with sweat, each of his balls slipped easily into my mouth as I tongued them. I tried to take them both in, but I couldn’t... they were just too much for me. I started to feel one of them pull up and let it out... I didn’t want him to shoot just yet. Grabbing his slippery shaft, I could feel the hair covering part of it. I started lapping up the river of precum oozing from his open piss slit. “Fuck... Fuck... Fuck...” he moaned, spasming with every lick I took. I couldn’t resist any longer... I opened up and slid my lips over the head and took it down most of the way. The hair on his shaft tickled my tongue as I started to explore... I wanted to remember how it felt and tasted. Slowly, I moved down on it until I was nose deep in his pubes, now full of sweaty musk. I stayed like that for second, his cock now down my throat... inhaling his scent. Then I swallowed... Feeling my throat gripping his cock, Kirk went nuts... “SHIT! SHIT! SHIT!” he howled, grabbing my head and fucking himself with it. He kept ramming himself into my mouth and down my throat. At this point, I knew I should be worried but a part of me knew this was how I was meant to be used. I was just a fucking cuntmouth as far as he was concerned. Grabbing his sac, I could feel his balls start to pull up. I inhaled, creating a vacuum and covering his entire cock in my wet mouth. “SHIT!” he shouted, gripping my head and unleashing his load as he shook... “I’M GONNA CUM!” Grabbing his hips, I latched on and swallowed the river of cum shooting down my throat as he thrashed about. Feeling his body finally relax, I eased off his softening spit and cum covered cock. “Shit, Sam...” he sighed, still out of breath... “That’s the best blow job I’ve ever had.” “Yeh?” I smiled, moving up alongside him. “Yeah,” he laughed, running his hands over my sweat slicked skin before tasting it. “Shit... it feels so good.” “Like I said... call Mike, if you’re interested.” I smiled, playfully wriggling my fingers through his sweat soaked bush. “So, this guy... your therapist. You like him.” he asked, turning the conversation in a new way. “Yeh, I do.” I told him... “He’s helping me out with a lot of stuff... not just my dad.” “Like what?” he asked, sliding his finger over my tit and noticing the slight crusting. “Damn... Sam. What happened there?” Looking into his eyes, I smiled... “Doc’s helping me with lots of stuff...” I chuckled, looking down at his finger still on my tit. “Hmmm,” he grinned, “Maybe I need to talk about stuff with your Doc.” “Yeh... you should.” I said, grabbing my cock and offering it to him. “First thing tomorrow.” he groaned, lapping up the sweat on my pecs before working his way to my raging hard on. Since it was a three-day weekend, we ended up staying in bed for the rest of day screwing around and talking during our breaks. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I laid there... surprised at what had happened with Kirk. But damn... he had turned out so hot. I couldn’t wait to see him again. To be honest, before this, I really didn’t remember much about my time with him. But I didn’t have time to take it all in. There was a commotion at the doorway. At that moment, Hank walked in as the men made way for him. Walking directly up between my open legs, he started to inspect me with his calloused fingers. “Goddamn beautiful cunt on this one, Con,” he grunted, jamming his hard cock into me. I moaned, feeling his cock inside me and sending shivers throughout my body. He kept up the pistoning fuck as I squirmed. By this point, the slam and laced lube had fully kicked in. I don’t remember how long he kept it up. All I can remember is next, I felt him slowly pulling out. I tried to grip it with my cuntlips but I couldn’t. I was empty... All at once, I could feel something forcing its way into me... Whatever it was, I wanted it and opened up... “FUCK YEH!” I cried out, feeling myself sliding over the moving object. Hank’s hand was inside me and I could feel his fingers exploring my cunt. Seeing my reaction, he kept probing. I could feel his hand covered in lube and my juices deep inside me... “You like that don’t you, goddamn cuntpig...” he snarled, pulling his balled hand back until it was almost out before sliding it deeper into me with each stroke. Hank kept working his fist faster in and out, driving me into a frenzy... Before long, I was taking his forearm as the Docs stood on either side of me. I could feel my cunt being stretched open more than it ever had been before... “Fuck yeh! More fist!” I begged, sucking at his arm with my cuntlips. “Fuck yeah! Look at that little brother!” Doc laughed, pushing him forward. Doc Ian moved in as if in a trance and put his hands on my abs to feel Hank’s arm inside me. He was watching me take it as if he was observing a medical procedure... “Fuck, boy, the things I could do to you,” he growled, looking down at me with a pair of dilated eyes. Before long, Hank pulled his forearm slowly out until his wrist was resting at my cuntlips. Slowly, he started tapping on my swollen prostate. My entire body tensed as my cunt started to spasm... “OH FUCK!” I cried out, clamping down around his wrist as a gush of cum exploded from my caged cock. Hank stood there smiling, still in me... watching what I’d do next. I laid there, shivering as Doc Ian patted my abs before dropping down beside Doc. “Fuck, Con... please,” he begged, taking his big brother’s cock in his mouth. Doc just stood there... his hand cupping his little brother’s face in his hand and growled... “Twisted fuck...” Then slowly, Hank pulled out and held his arm up for all to see. I had taken him up to almost his elbow! Something I had never done before. I smiled, took a deep breath and laid my head back against the sweat slicked leather... I was just a cunt for the rest of the night. Mike and I never did know how many men used us that night, but it was a lot. We spent the next week tending to each other’s sore cunts and reliving as much as we could remember. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- “Mmmm, morning fucker...” I moaned, feeling Mike’s lips on my morning wood. It was the first day of the new school year... Smiling, he slipped a finger inside me and tapped my spot three times... I automatically lifted my hips to give him access. “Goddamn... that feels so good.” I said, squirming as his tongue slid up and down my swollen shaft. “Good... cause I want to feel your cock in me.” he smiled, fingering my dripping cunt... “Think you can do it?” “Fuck, bro!” I whimpered... “I don’t know.” I hadn’t even thought about it. I was so confused. Doc’s therapy had done so much to me, but topping had never been in the picture. “It’s alright, bro.” Mike told me, sticking another finger in me. “Goddamn, Mike!” I growled, feeling him spread me open. Still fingering me, Mike kissed his way up my abs, passed my pecs and started chewing on my earlobe. “Fuck me... please!” I begged him as Mike kept it up. I didn’t care about anything but having Mike fuck me, until I heard him... “Shhhh... Sam. Dad told me a secret... something that I needed to tell you when it was time,” he whispered. “Show me how much you love me, Sam.” Hearing this, new thoughts came rushing into my mind as Mike fell back onto the bed... his eyes on my throbbing cock now oozing with precum. “Please, bro... fuck me,” he begged, spreading his legs to show me his hungry cunt below his stiffening cock. For a moment, I stared at the thick ring in his cock, remembering the first time he fucked me after getting it upgauged. But I couldn’t resist wanting to know how my cock would feel inside him any longer. I moved over him and slid the tip of my cock over his cuntlips. Fuck... it felt so good! I raised my eyes to his handsome face... “This is how much I love you, bro.” I moaned, spreading him open and feeling the heat of his cunt wrapping around on my shaft for the first time. “Fuck Sam, I’ve been waiting for this...” he gasped, “Do it, bro!” Grabbing his now rock-hard cock, I started pumping into him... my sac slapping against his smooth asscheeks. “Show me fucker...” he begged over and over again as I pounded him. I knew I wouldn’t be able to last long so I slowed down. I didn’t want this fuck to end. Suddenly, he sat up and pushed me down on my back. Within seconds, Mike was on top of me... head thrown back and mouth wide open riding my virgin cock. The room filled with the sweaty slaps of muscled ass hitting my sweaty crotch. “Oh, fuck Mike!” I howled, realizing he was in full control of the fuck now. I was again the sub, being used by him to get off. I was just a cock, and I wanted to be used by him. Seeing the look on my face, Mike looked down at me, sweat dripping off and landing on me... “Listen Sam,” he grunted in ragged breaths. “You fucking show me how much you love me. You hear me?! Fucking ...show... me!” That did it! A sudden rush ran through me, and I grabbed onto his hips and sat up, pushing him back on the bed. “Goddamn cunt! Fucking take it!” I growled, slamming into him. “Yeah... that’s it... You fucking love me, don’t you?!” he grunted, his head falling and going limp. “GODDAMN RIGHT, FUCKER!” I yelled, bottoming out inside his wrecked cunt. “I FUCKING LOVE YOU!” Finally, I could see Mike getting close and I started rapidly ramming him until I couldn’t hold back any longer... “NOW GODDAMMIT!” I roared, emptying a load inside my first cunt. At the same time, Mike cried out, shooting a huge load between us. “FUCK YEAH... I FUCKING LOVE YOU! BRO!” Falling onto Mike, I could feel his heart pounding as I looked down into his eyes, sweat dripping from my forehead.... “Fuck, Mike... I never knew.” I sighed, grabbing the back of his neck and pulling him into a deep kiss. Letting go, I sat up... my softening cock still inside of him. I couldn’t get enough. He just looked up at me and smiled... “Why the fuck did I wait so long.” he chuckled, finally sitting up and gripping my tits with his fingernails. “Fucking tighter...” I hissed, grabbing his tits and giving him as much as he gave me. “Shit fucker, you always knew how to get me worked up...” he moaned, releasing his grip and falling back on the bed. “Yeh, fucker... why did you wait?” I laughed, pulling out and fingering his sloppy cunt. “God, you never looked better than you do right now with my load inside you.” He just laid there with a smile on his face. “Guess this means Doc’s therapy isn’t complete.” I grinned, slipping my finger into his mouth and feeding him. Sucking on my fingers, he shrugged his shoulders, not saying a word... ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Epilogue So, that’s how I came to live out the life I was always meant to have... “my true self” as Doc told me on my first day of therapy. Bry and I reconnected a few years ago. Said he often thought of me but was scared to reach out, confessing his regret about how our last night together ended. He struggled coming out to his parents in college. It took a while, but they finally came around. He’s a lawyer now with a great husband who’s a teacher and twins on the way. I’m happy for him but could never see myself living that kind of life. Last year, he was in town on business, and we had dinner. After a couple of drinks, he admitted he’d jack off all the time in college, remembering me on his cock and taking his load. He told me he still does... I smiled telling him that I knew he had a dominant streak even back then before I sucked him off. He was always taking charge when we were together, and I let him. He laughed at that, and it made me comfortable enough to tell him more about me, Mike and the Docs. I could tell it was making him horny but... another time... another place... who knows? At least I have the memories of those visions Doc gave me of him geared up in leather. After finishing grad school and getting his doctorate, Mike went into practice with his dad as a full partner. He’s even hotter now that he’s got a bit of gray coming in. He’s even started wearing glasses, like his dad. I joked and called him “Daddy” the other day in the middle of a morning fuck. He paused for a minute before pounding the hell out of me. I’m definitely keeping that in the back of my mind and might mention it to Doc. As for me, I haven’t spoken to my dad in years. No loss... I’ve flown out to see Mom a couple of times and get calls from her every now and then telling me how sorry she is and how she misses me. I keep telling her I can make sure she’s taken care of, if she ever decides to leave him, but so far hasn’t taken me up on the offer. She knows about Mike and me but not the gory details... She wouldn’t understand. Now about that night at Hank’s... We still go back every once in a while... I make sure to spend some time with Kirk. Honesty, I couldn’t get that night out of my head and ended up having a few long therapy sessions... real sessions that is... with Doc about it. I was able to be totally honest about how I felt seeing all those guys’ mods. It was like something in me was waiting to be released. Sure, he had me juiced but Doc even confessed he had nothing to do with what I was feeling. Finally convinced, he gave his permission. Damn if he hadn’t already been talking with his brother about it. Doc Ian had a full set of mods in mind and started working on me during the next summer break. Among them, my balls now produce concentrated precum like Hawk’s. My enhanced piss slit and sac may not be as big as his are now, but my production’s permanent. He also added 2 inches to my shaft, getting me up to a solid 9 inches when hard and 6 inches soft... had to get a special cage made just for it. Yep... they still cage us at times. We especially look forward to Locktobers. Plus, Doc Ian gives me all the proceeds from the sale when he milks me on November 1. He’s done a couple of others on me, but I like to surprise guys with those. I admit it was a long painful process getting all of it done, but Mike was there to help me heal. I fucking love the results and so does Mike, especially my new cock. Oh, and my tits... that’s next. I want them nice and thick... like Kirk’s. He’s helped me picked out a nice pair of 6-gauge short barbells for my new pig tits. Says he can’t wait to service them. I admit I miss his furry body but damn, I fucking love his new smooth juiced up body. A few weeks after that night I first saw him, his Boss dropped him off at our place and I got to check out his junk and fucking beautiful, almost poreless skin up close. I admit I’m kind of jealous. I’m actually part of the private exhibition Doc Ian takes around the world to drum up new business. I’ve met some very wealthy and powerful people who’ve paid to have their property modified, but the NDAs won’t let me go into details. When we’re on the road, Doc Ian always makes sure Hawk and I are available for special clients. So far, we’re the only ones with that mod, but Doc Ian’s been approached by his top client to do it on his stable of slaves... He’s been offered an obscene amount of money. Of course, he’ll be taking a cut of any profits to keep them flowing, if he accepts... he’s not stupid. I finished up my undergrad classes and med school, and just started my second year of residency. On graduation from med school, the Docs presented me with a set of white leather gear just like Doc Ian’s. I always wear my collar when I’m geared up, while Doc Ian only wears his when he’s servicing his big brother. I have to laugh... Mike sometimes calls me Doc Sam when I top him. Between you and me, I kinda like it when he calls me that. Yeah... I know, I started out a complete bottom. But with Mike, I need to show him how much I love him. My cock definitely enjoys a slipping into a warm cunt now and then. Doc Ian’s been a great help with my specialty, reconstructive surgery, and sometimes I’ll assist during one of his surgeries to get practice. Maybe you’ve seen some of my work? There’s a hot muscled pup sporting a beautiful functioning, knotted cock in town I assisted on a few years ago... but that’s another story. Once I’m done with my residency, I’ll be working full-time with him. That is, until Mike and I move and open our own practice. Like I said, we’ve met some very wealthy and powerful people from around the world.

today during a orgy organized by my wife and I, we were 11 men for 3 girls, all participants were bisexual and I was filled with 4 men and I filled one of my wife’s friends by ejaculating well in her

My emotions for the next three days were an equal concoction of terror and lust. I was terrified that my very first sexual experience might well have exposed me to the deadly virus of HIV. Visions from the news of guys with faces scared by Karposys Sarcoma haunted me constantly. At the same time my ass ached for another raw cock. It craved the pain of the initial penetration. It knew this pain would transform to the most exquisite pleasure imaginable. It longed to push back onto a pounding naked pole until the guy’s breath became rapped. My gut walls anticipated the spray of a guys cum. Any guys cum. I knew that once again I would hold it in like a precious treasure as long as I could. I was too frightened to go to a sexual health clinic. I didn’t sleep, nor could I study or focus in class. I totally bombed two tests at school. I knew I needed to sleep so took a long hot shower and ate three hash brownies before crawling naked into bed. The fresh clean sheets felt amazing, and I soon dropped into a deep sleep of the dead. Then the dreaming began. It all seemed so real I had no idea I was dreaming. I was back in the senior year of high school. My hunky phys-ed teacher was giving us a health lesson on sex education. He was stressing the importance of using condoms. He asked for a volunteer and the biggest nerd was first to raise his hand. The nerd was instructed to drop his pants and underwear before he bent over the teacher’s desk. Our teacher was now naked with a raging hard on and meticulously demonstrated applying a condom to his member. Copious amounts of Vaseline were applied to the condom covered cock and fingered into the nerd’s prone ass. The nerd’s mouth was covered to stifle his scream as the teachers cock breached the nerd’s hole. A vigorous pounding ensued until the teacher was clearly blasting inside the condom in the nerd’s ass. The ravaged condom and dripping nerd ass hole were displayed to the class. “What’s the lesson here class?” our teacher asked. It seemed I was the only one that knew the answer. I was next naked on the wings of our school stage. Our silver fox, ruggedly handsome, principle was finishing a similar lesson to the entire school assembly when he invited me to come on stage. I was instructed to bend over a fuck bench. The principle removed his tie and opened his shirt. He squatted behind me and began rimming my ass. Then he was standing stark naked behind me and teasing my hole with his naked cock. He spoke to the assembled student body; “You need to beware of this trick, there are consequences, and I will demonstrate them here and now.” Then he bent to my ear and in a stage whisper for all to hear he asked; “Can I just put the tip in?” I asked cautiously; “Just the tip?” “Unless you want more.” He winked at the audience. “Promise you won’t cum in me?” “Anything you want.” He assured After the tip of his beer can thick cock was in my ass, and I’d had time to adjust and relax he asked; “So how’s that feel? Do you want me to go in a bit deeper?” “Promise you won’t cum in me?” “Anything you want.” He once again assured. “OK. But just three more inches. Then pull out and condom up.” He pushed in as I pushed back. “Awe yeah, nice. Feel’s great for me and my raw cock. How about you?” he asked. “Fuck, I love it! Give me the rest. Bottom out …” He did and I could feel his pubic hairs tickling my but cheeks. “Can you just fuck me for a bit before the condom goes on? Remember, don’t cum in me.” The principle addressed the auditorium; “You’ll notice they will always make this request. Once your raw cock is inside, they all want to feel it fucking them. Stay tuned, the next step is also predictable.” The fuck he laid on was amazing. I didn’t want it to stop. Yet all too soon his breathing became erratic. He managed to wheaz out, “I’m close, where do you want my cum?” As my brain screamed ‘pull out, don’t cum in me, PULL OUT!’ my mouth said the opposite; “Inside me, cum in my ass.” “Anything you want. FFUUCCCKKKKK … breeding you now!” I awoke in a cold sweat with my nocturnal discharge soiling my no longer fresh sheets. It was 3:30 a.m. and clear I wasn’t going back to sleep. I slipped on jogging shorts and a clean wife beater t. I found the closest 24-hour drug store and bought three sizes of condoms. As well as my fire hall training, I had been a boy scout. I was now ready to ‘BE PREPARED”. I’d heard about the cruising woods in a park I passed on my way back home. I slowed and noticed one car in the parking lot. The driver was leaning against the hood, his presence highlighted by the occasional glow of his cigarette. I pulled a U-turn and entered the parking lot. As I approached the guy, I noticed he was wearing torn blue jeans and his shirt was open. There was a bit of hair in the middle of his chest, and he had quite an obvious beer belly. When he blurted as he rubbed his crotch, “Looks like you’re looking for some action”, any thoughts about his appearance went out of my mind. I just followed him into the woods. He backed me up against a tree and planted a cigarette infused kiss on my lips. My brain registered, ‘this is disgusting’ as my shorts tented. I couldn’t believe it as the words “Fuck me!” spilled from my lips. As he turned me around and pulled down my shorts, I could hear him say; “I thought you’d never ask. I’d love to.” I quickly pulled my t off and leaned on the tree trunk. I felt the heat of his bare chest hug my back and his hard cock poking at my hole. “Do you have a condom kid, or do you even care?” It was in that moment I realized I had left my purchase in my car. “Just fuck me already!” I blurted. He instantly plowed into me balls deep, no lube, no further warning. I screamed, the pain was so intense, but it didn’t deter him. He immediately pounded away at my burning hole. It took a while but eventually the transition from pain to intense pleasure occurred and when he would ease up, I found myself fucking my ass back onto his turgid organ. When I heard his breathing change and intensify over the slapping of our bodies I made my feeble request; “Don’t cum in me.” “Fuck, you want me to pull out?” he complained. “No! Not yet, keep fucking me ‘til the last second.” As he pushed in deeper than ever and held, he moaned; “Aww, ffuucckkk! Reached the last second. Loading your hole. Aww, yeah!!!” He went back to pumping his cum deeper into my vulnerable hole; “Fuck, damn you! But thanks, ‘cause secretly I wanted you to breed me. Your load feels amazing!” “Oh kid, it was no secret from the moment you made that U-turn.” I knew it was too late to ask but as we returned to our cars I asked, “Are you clean?” His reply left my blood running cold; “Kid I have no idea. I’ve got five strangers’ cum dripping from my ass. I was just waiting to unload before heading home to let them marinate in me the rest of the night. Good luck kid!”

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

Part 2: Have you ever heard the tale of the Two Wolves? We all have two wolves inside us, trying to control differently and the wolf that you feed is the wolf that wins. I sat there with my hands on the keyboard, torn. My mind vs this carnal desire. Everything I had ever wanted vs a physical, emotional desire that would take everything I had ever wanted away from me. I tried so hard to remove my hands from the keyboard, but I felt powerless to do so. I saw the warning signs, I knew that this was not just sexual, it was so much more, so much more dangerous. I must have sat there for what seemed like an hour letting my two wolves battle, with neither wolf seeming to gain an edge, but then something happened that pulled the dark wolf ahead, he messaged me. Dan: Hey, you’re online Me: (fingers on the keyboard shaking with nervous excitement) Me: Yeah, I just had a couple minutes free and wanted to say hi Dan: It’s been a long time, I wish you had more than a couple of minutes Me: yeah, I just came home early, and my wife will be here soon Dan: Well, I’m glad you did Me: me too Dan: glad you still think about me Me: I do Dan: I still think about you too, a lot Me: Dan: I think about that night in your car and how I should have taken you by the hand and led you inside my apartment Me: you think I would have followed? Dan: I think you would have been nervous, but I think you wanted me to take you inside Me: maybe so, I was incredibly scared though Dan: you really were! You were shaking when I touched you Me: lol Dan: but I think you would have relaxed once we got inside, and we were alone Me: maybe, but I was scared half to death Dan: I would have been gentle with you Me: I believe that Dan: who knows what that would have started. I think if we had made love that night, it would have changed a lot Me: how so? Dan: We would have been closer, more connected, and you would want it more than you can imagine so you would have come back Me: I can see that being true Then during the chat something happened that I didn’t expect: Dan: (Dan is requesting to video chat) Me: ignores it Dan: please Me: I don’t know Dan: don’t turn your camera on, I just want you to see Dan: (Dan is requesting to video chat) Me: (accepts) I have my video off, but he can hear me. I see him lying in bed, its dark the bed is a mess as he is laying there on the sheets with no shirt. Dan: Are you there? Me: (nervously) yes Dan: it is so good to hear your voice, I wanted you to hear mine and see me, all of me He points the camera down to his rock hard cock and starts slowly stroking it Dan: Do you like it? Me: (my voice cracks) yes Dan: it likes you Dan: it wants you and only you I find it almost hard to breath now Dan: Do you want it? Please PLEASE tell me you do Me: I do! Dan: Good baby, I knew that you did Dan starts stroking a little faster and moaning. My cock is rock hard and I pull it out and start to stroke it with him, trying not to cum, but being so turned on. Dan: FUCK! It feels so good to be inside you. Finally, we are together Dan: Tell me you want me raw Me: I want you! Dan: Tell me you want my bare cock inside you Me: I want you inside me Dan: come on baby, please take me bare. I need it, I need you Me: I want you to fuck me raw Dan: Fuck yes babe! I slide my huge bare cock inside you, you feel so much better than I had ever dreamed. I whisper in your ear that we are together now. Tell me you want it! Me: I want it babe! I do! Dan: I start fucking your faster and deeper, I hear you moan with pleasure as I get deeper and deeper. I tell you that we are going to be together forever now, there is no going back now, it’s just you and me baby. I know you want it. I am so close to cumming right now, and I am so caught up in the story I would do whatever he wanted, I have fully lost control! Me: I do want it babe: Dan: tell me you want me to cum inside you! Tell me you want cum flowing through your veins! Tell me that you belong to me now! Tell me that I am yours and you are mine! You’re going to leave your wife behind to be with me. Please baby! Fuck please! Me: Cum inside of me baby! Cum deep inside of me, I am yours! Dan: Fuck, I can’t hold it back anymore! I am going to cum! I push as deep as I possibly can inside of you trying to ensure my cum is injected directly into your veins. And I lean over and whisper in your ear, my poz cum is my wedding vow to you, there is no going back for either of us as my cock starts pouring a river of poz cum inside of you. Me: I want it! I see dan on camera shooting out a huge load all over his bed and I do the same, cuming all over my office chair. I sat there for a minute trying to regain my composure. That is the most intense sex Ive ever had and it wasn’t real. But now I am starting to come down from my high and reality is sinking in. What the fuck have I done! If I thought I had created a dangerous situation before, what I have I done now! Dan: Oh my gosh! You’re the best fuck I’ve ever had! And I am SO happy that you feel the same way about me! Me: Dan: Babe, I promise you that I am going to treat you so good. I am going to make you happy, trust me. Me: Dan: We need to make this happen soon! I know you’re ready too! Me: Dan: you still cleaning up after that great fuck? Lol Me: Me: Gotta run, wife just walked inside!!! Sorry Dan: What? Tell her about us, its time! We are together now! Dan: She needs to know about us so we can start with our life. I logged off without responding to the last two messages. I sat there thinking to myself, what have I done. I have no control over myself and I’m going to throw my life away. I just told him I wanted to divorce my wife and marry him. I cannot be trusted. The next day I thought to myself, ever since 9th grade, I have worked towards 1 goal, become a lawyer, have a successful practice, have the hot trophy wife that everyone wants, have a membership at the country club, take vacations to Aspen, the Bahamas, nice places. And I have all of that right now, but I am trying my best to throw all of it away. And don’t be mistaken, it will ALL be taken from you. If your wife finds out, you will get a divorce and her father will drag you through court so long that you won’t be able to take on other cases, not that any other cases will come to you. Your father-in-law will be sure to spread it to the far corners of the earth that you cheated on your wife with a homeless HIV drug addict, whatever he can say to ruin my reputation and he is well enough connected to do so. If you cannot control your desires to have a guy fuck you, you can easily find another guy. A guy who isn’t infected with every std possible, a guy who isn’t trying to own you and keep you locked in a cage. There must be some guy out there like me, that wants something secret. If the urges ever get that bad, that is what I will do, Dan is no longer an option. For almost a year and half, I hardly thought of dan. I forced myself to believe that it wasn’t an option, and if the urge ever occurred, I just told myself, well you need to try something different, dan isn’t an option anymore. Most of the time, I would just go and jerk off and occasionally I would watch a little porn and then JO, but that seemed to work, it satisfied the craving. Over the next year and half, my business grew, I had 2 other attorneys working for me and not to mention a very sexy assistant. And my relationship with my wife got better, I honestly believe this happened when I hired my assistant. She got a little jealous and more interested in me. Things were going good. Right around the year and half mark, I got a pretty big case, back in my college town, back where dan was, and I had to go back there for the first time since I graduated, over 12 years ago. Our first in court appointment on the case was on Thursday morning at 9am. Now, I live two and half hours from there, so leaving at 6:30am isn’t that difficult, but I thought it would be best to drive up the day before and get a hotel room, just so I’m prepared you know. My wife actually offered to come and stay with me, but I told her that I wanted to go over the case material in the hotel room, so she decided to stay back. The nostalgia of being back in your college town, what can i say, it felt great. Something inside you makes you feel young again, young wild and free! But none of that was true, it just felt that way. First thing I did was I went to the gym, then I came back to the hotel and ate dinner at the hotel bar. I sat there for almost 2 hours having drinks, flirting with the bar tender. She was younger, in college, tattooed up and just looked sexy as hell. I have to admit, I was very tempted to invite her up, this is probably the first sign that I’m letting college nostalgia effect my head. But, you can never tell with bar tenders, is she flirting with me because she wants a tip or something more, and there was no way I was going to stay down there another 3 hours until they closed. So I left her a $100 tip, (yes, I was definitely trying to show off) and told her it was fun talking with her and left. I got up to the room and took a shower and then with just a towel wrapped around me sat on the bed and turned on the tv and grabbed my notes, time to go over the case material. But, I was buzzing pretty hard from the drinks and found it hard to concentrate. So I thought I would jerk off really quick and the first thing that popped in my mind wasn’t the sexy bar tender, it was Dan. I told myself that Dan wasn’t an option, but I’m not going to talk to him, I’m just going to Jerk off thinking about him, the guard then came down. That is where it all changed course. It put dan back on the table, it no longer was “Not an option”. I allowed myself to think about him, about our last conversation, and right now my mind wasn’t focused on the part about me losing everything I had ever worked for, it was focused in on the part with his extremely long cock. I was already getting hard, but there was something inside me that wanted more, like just going to jerk off was drinking a diet soda, I didn’t want diet soda, it wasn't going to satisfy this craving, I wanted more. I almost immediately had my laptop open on the site ready to log in and then there was this subtle howl, the other wolf was trying so hard to change my mind but I didn’t even take the time to think it over. I pressed the “login” button. Immediately I see that I had almost 35 messages from Dan since the last time we spoke, this did bring me back down a notch and alarms started going off Dan: Last night was so fun! Love you (a few days later) Dan: I can’t wait to see you baby! Love you so much! (the next day) Dan: Just thinking about last night, I am so happy that we feel the same. Love you (a week later) Dan: Hurry back on here, I miss you! (another week later) Dan: ok, this is starting to make me mad. I need to talk to you (The next day) Dan: Look, you and I both know how you really feel. You want this more than I do, quit being an ass. (a few weeks later) Dan: I guess you decided to stay with your whore wife. Who cares about me huh? What about you? You know that you want me, you crave me, I am the only one who can make you happy! (the next day) Dan: ok, I guess I will have to call your wife and tell her about us. I guess you’re not big enough of a man to do it, so you need me to come do it for you. (a month later) Dan: You should see the guy I fucked last night, he reminded me so much of you in college. He took a huge load! (a month later) Dan: What are you going to do when I come to your office and just walk into your office and bend you over your desk and fuck you raw as everyone hears you begging me to cum inside you! (several months later) Dan: omg! I can’t believe I sent that message; I was so drunk and was out with this really hot college guy that I’m dating now and I didn’t even remember sending that. Sorry, hope you’re ok. (6 months later) Dan: Hey! Just wanted to say hi, haven’t talked to my husband (lol) in a while so thought I would say hi. Hi hubby. Lol remember that night haha (1 month later) Dan: sends video message of him jerking off and as he is cumming he says “Oh fuck, I can’t wait until I get to cum inside you again babe” (the next day) Dan: sorry I meant to send that to someone else. Hope you’re ok (a few months later) Dan: Funny story, I was talking about you last night with my boyfriend and he totally wants to meet you! (a few days before now) Dan: Hey just think about you, wanted to catch up and say hi and see how things are going. I read them all several times, thinking it all over carefully. This guy is not stable, he is dangerous. He would do anything possible to infect you, rape, stealth you, anything. He sincerely believes that by doing this, we will essentially be married because where else can I go? I can’t go back to my wife, and who would start dating me when I have HIV+, Hepatis, and Herpes, whatever std he has. I would have nowhere to go, so I guess I would just marry him, and he would move in with me and I would buy him a car and we would take vacations all over and he wouldn’t have to do anything. So, he will do anything possible to get his toxic load inside you. That brought me down, but I still wanted to Jerk off thinking about him, so I pulled up that video he sent me and watched him stroking his long cock and shooting his load and hearing him say he was cumming inside me. I watched it over and over with my hand on my cock, but I couldn’t bring myself to jerk off, I didn’t want to cum. I wanted more! Me: Hey man, things are good, how are you? I see you have a boyfriend now, I am happy for you. Within 5 minutes: Dan: Just working, great to hear from you. Me. Work, work work, lol all work no play Dan: lol, you never let me play! Me: you have a boyfriend to play with (not believing he has a boyfriend) Dan: he doesn’t have to know Me: Dan, you don’t want to cheat Dan: You don’t tell him, I won’t tell your wife, I little secret Me: lol, secrets can be dangerous Dan: I like that Me: I know you do! Dan: so do you! Me: I do? Dan: What are you doing online? Me: Sitting in a hotel supposed to be working but doing something else Dan: I wish I was something else 😉 Me: lol, I didn’t say letting something else do me Dan: You should say that Me: really? Dan: Yes Me: Your boyfriend is going to be mad at you Dan: He knows about you, about us Me: what does he know Dan: he knows everything Dan: why are you in a hotel working? Wife kick you out? Me: lol, no. I’m here in town for work. Dan: You’re in town right now? Me: for tonight, I have a court early tomorrow Dan: Where are you staying? Me: The Montgomery Dan: Of course, the nicest hotel around Me: Lol, business expense Dan: what are you going to do when I come over Me: how are you going to get here? Dan: call a cab Me: you don’t know what room number I’m in though Dan: are you really there Me: (sends picture out of window) Dan: You can’t tease me, let me come over! Me: I can’t I have to study, you have a boyfriend, I have a wife Dan: We broke up last week Me: oh, I’m sorry (still not believing he ever had a boyfriend) Dan: Please! We don’t have to have sex, I just want to hang out Me: Really? You think you could come over, be alone in a bedroom and just talk? Dan: Yeah, I mean hopefully you will give me a hug and maybe a kiss, but we don’t have to have sex unless you want to. Me: I really need to study for this case Dan: I’m taking $20 out of the register now to get a cab, that’s enough to get me there, someone else will have to bring me back 😉 Me: you cant steal from your work you will lose your job Dan: I will pay them back somehow, you can loan me $20, right? Me: and now you’re talking about staying the night, you just said we wouldn’t have sex Dan: Just called the cab Me: you still don’t know my room number Dan: That means I have 10 minutes to get it from you before I get there. Me: Dan, hold on a minute! Dan: Already called the cab Me: Really hold on, lets think about this Dan: too late, what is your room number Me: Dan: I guess I could ask the front desk Me: Dan, come on. Lets talk this through Dan: we have been talking for years! If you don’t want to have sex, we won’t. Me: Dan: Getting in the cab Me: 5 minutes later Dan: (sends photo of the hotel) Me: what the hell! Dan: Should I ask the bar tender or the front desk for your room number? Me: hold on one second Dan: They’re really going to be “why is he going up to his room” Me: Dan, seriously hold on one second. Dan: Front desk it is Me: Ok! Dan: Ok what? Me: NO sex, right? Dan: up to you! Me: 412 I am pacing through the room, not knowing what to do before I realize I am still just wearing a towel. There is a knock at the door, “hold on one second”. I turn off the lights except the tv and the lights coming in the window and grab some shorts tee shirt and throw them on really quick and go to the door. I slowly open the door and see dan, much older and skinnier than I remember, but it has been over 10 years, and he isn’t the healthiest person I know, so he hasn’t exactly aged well. He walks in and the door shuts, he hugs me and kisses me, and I pull back a little. Dan: I’ve missed you so much! Me: I missed you too, but I cant…. Dan: I know, but you would have just talked all night Me: did you really steal from your work Dan: yeah, I had to, what else could I do. I had to see you Me: Dan: give me a hug! Dan steps in gives me a hug, as his arms wrap around me, he pulls himself in close and lingers, as he slightly pulls back and say’s I’ve missed you so much and leans in and kisses me. He sits down on the bed and taps beside him, come sit down! I hesitate and he grabs my hand and pulls me to him. He is sitting on the edge of the bed, and he pulls me to where I am standing directly in front of him, he then puts his hands behind me, on my butt and pulls me in and hugs me, with his face right next to my dick. He slowly turns his face to where his face is directly on my cock with nothing but a thin pair of shorts between us as he takes in a deep breath. He then lays back on the bed holding onto my hands pulling me on top of him, he puts both of his hands behind my knees pulling my legs to his side, so I am straddling him. Dan: this feels so good Me: I thought we were just going to be friends tonight Dan pulls himself up close to me and puts his right arm around me and twists to the left rolling over on top of me between my legs. Dan: you said we could hug and kiss As he leans over and starts to kiss me, shoving his tongue down my throat, for a second I kiss him back but then reality awakens me as I push him back. He pulls back and smiles. He then leans down and kisses me more forceful this time, again I kiss him for a second, but then stop, but he doesn’t. He starts kissing my neck and with his right hand he moves it below my left knee, pulling my knee up as he starts grinding on me. I feel his cock getting harder and pushing through his pants and pressing up against me. Completely out of my control, my cock starts getting hard, but I still try and stop him. Me: hold on dan Me: Dan! Hold on a second Dan just moans and keeps kissing me and grinding more forcibly. Me: Dan STOP! Dan gets up and with both hands pulls my shorts off, I try to stop but it happens so fast I didn’t even see it coming, he unbuttons his pants right in front of me as I am laying there on the bed. Me: Dan we need to stop now Dan: it’s ok, I promise, I will keep my underwear on, I just want to blow you like I did before. Me: Please, we need to stop Dan pulls his pants down and is standing there in his dirty white underwear, he drops to his knees and takes my cock in his mouth. I gasp for air, it feels so good, I am convincing myself that I will let him blow me and that’s all. It feels so good, my hips start to move. That movement you feel when you know the other person really wants it, I couldn’t control it. Then I feel his finger pushing inside of me, he must have had lube in his pocket, but he is pouring lube inside of me pushing more and more into me with his fingers, he goes from one finger to two to 3. I actually start to moan, then I feel him mouth leave my cock and go to my stomach, my chest my neck, my mouth and I kiss him back. Then I feel him pushing his bare cock towards me, I turn my head and say “NO!” Me: we can’t do that, ok? Dan: its ok baby, its ok As he keeps pushing it towards my lubed-up hole but I am blocking him. Then dan puts his hands around both of my wrists and holds them down as he continues to try and push his cock in me. Me: Dan, stop! We can’t to this. Not like this, we have to use a condom stop! Dan: its ok babe, I know you want this Dan removes his right hand from my wrist and puts it behind my knee pulling my knee up towards me giving him better access, with my free hand I try to stop him so he takes his left hand and puts it on my throat, with one hand holding my knee up and the other directly on my throat, leaving all of his wait pushing down on my throat, it’s hard to speak or even breath. Then I feel it, his bare cock is pushing in me, with one more push, his hard bare cock is about 1/3 of the way in me. He then removes his hands from my leg and throat and collapses on me and starts to kiss me. Dan: You feel so fucking good! I knew you wanted this As he starts taking slow strokes getting deeper and deeper. as he continues to speak under his breath with every stroke Dan: It's ok babe Dan: You know you want it, i know you really want this His breathing is getting heavier and heavier Dan: You know you fucking want this I am lying there in shock at what is happening, but at the same time this is the first time I have ever had anything inside of me, ever! So, I am also feeling this feeling. Dan keeps going harder and harder and getting deeper and deeper until he finally gets his entire bare cock buried inside of me, he then looks me right in the eye and kisses me and says Dan: you feel so good! I am already about to cum Me: dan, don’t cum inside of me please. I’m not ready Dan: It’s ok baby! I love you, I wouldn’t do this if I didn’t love you. This is the only way As he starts fucking me again, I try to push him back, but he just grabs my wrists again holding me down and fucks me even harder until he takes one last thrust that makes me grunt, and then I feel his cock exploding inside of me. Dan: fuck! i'm cumming baby, i'm cumming I just lay there feeling his huge cock pumping over and over again pouring his poz load inside of me. He collapses on top me and I hear him say “I love you baby” as he rolls off to the side and lays there trying to catch his breath. I am just lying there, and what is kind of funny is that I’m not thinking about his poz load inside of me. I just keep thinking “was I just raped”. I honestly don’t know. I feel like I was saying no, and tried to stop him, but at the same time he was saying stuff like “I love you and I miss you”. And, I was rock hard and my clock exploded too. Do you cum if you’re actually getting raped? I honestly didn't know if this was actual rape. I laid there thinking that for about 20 minutes before it dawns on me that his toxic load is still inside of me. I get out bed without waking him up and go sit on the toilet for 30 minutes hoping it will just all come out of me. This is when I realize what has just happened. There is no going back now, everything he wanted he may have just got, everything I have ever wanted I may have just lost. I went and laid back down, trying to sleep, but that wasn’t possible. A couple hours later he woke up and went to the bathroom, I tried to pretend like I was sleeping, but I hear him walk out of the bathroom and comes lays back in bed beside me. He lays right next to me, and I continue to pretend to be sleeping, as he starts kissing my neck and then he starts rubbing my cock again. I just lay there as he continues on, but soon my cock starts to get hard, and I hear him say “there you are” I kind of moan from pleasure and move my hips as he starts to kiss me, shoving his tongue down my throat. It feels so good, I kiss him back and he climbs on top of me, between my legs, I feel his cock getting hard and rubbing against me and he is grinding his rock hard cock up against me. Dan: I fucking want you Me: Mhmmm Dan: do you want me Me: (I open my eyes, no longer pretending to be asleep and look him in the eyes. Here I am in my thirties, in my prime, with a $100k car in the parking lot, and here he is, old, sickly, doesn’t even have $20 dollars to his name, and he wants to own me, he wants me to give him everything I have and how do I respond, I bite my lower lip, looking him in the eyes and shake my head yes, yes I want you. You can have me, you can have everything!) Dan: (smiles) tell me Me: I want you Dan: No, I need to hear it all. Do you want me to fuck you raw, do you want us to be one Me: yes, I want you to fuck me raw Dan: you want me to cum inside of you, my toxic poz load inside of you Dan: you can’t go back to your old life now, you will be mine. Is that what you want? Me: yes, I want you so badly Dan: (Grins so big) Dan: If you want us to be married, grab my bare cock and slide it in you I do as i'm told, looking him in the eyes the entire time, I reach down between his legs and grab his bare cock and aim it towards my hole. As I am doing this dan looks me in the eyes and says: Dan: be careful here, if you do this, I am going to poz you. You can’t go back to your wife, if you try to run, I will find you and ruin you. If you put my cock inside you, we are together forever and if you even think about leaving me, I will ruin you! Im laying there with his huge bare cock in my hand aiming it directly towards my hole and I hear him say all this and I realize that he isn’t going to force himself on me this time, its my decision and it's totally up to me. If I do it, I have to leave my wife and essentially be married to him, or he is going to ruin me. He is giving me an out. He is letting me stop and say goodbye to him. He always thought if he got the chance to fuck me, that I would be the one to give it all up for him, and now he is giving me the option to stop it and let him go or to choose a life with him. It is all running through my mind, what do I do? I know what i have to do, i look him right in the eye: Me: I do! Me: Your load has the power to make us one. I don't want you to use a condom, I don't want you to pull out. If you infect me now, I will be yours forever. Dan smiled really big - everything he had wanted for 12 years was about to be his Dan: This is our wedding, you're mine now He then stuck his finger in my ass and started fingering me without lube and doing it very rough, I could feel his fingernails scratching my inside. I clenched up and grunted from the pain, but he didn’t stop, he just went harder and harder. When he finally finished, he pulled out his finger which was covered in blood. Dan: there is no chance you won’t get infected now, you ready? I reached down and grabbed his cock and aimed it towards my hole. I was his.

Escorting through the AIDS pandemic … bareback! In the spring of 1988, I had finished my first year of college and was heading home for the summer to work with our small-town fire department. I had been volunteering with them since I was 16. By sixteen I had matured into a 6 foot, handsome, blonde, with a gym bunny body. It was a gift of pure genetics, I didn’t have to work to develop my six pack abs and muscular arms and shoulders. Well, other than the years of helping my dad milk the cows and other farm chores. Every year the fire hall chose a charity to support, and the guys posed for a beefcake calendar. You’ve all seen these, each month a shirtless fireman hunk in a suggestive sexy pose somewhere in the fire hall. They always wanted to include me, but my age was a problem. That was until the spring of 1988, and I couldn’t have been happier. On the day of my photo shoot the photographer had me strip down to my waterproof trousers and rubber boots. I hung off the back of one of the trucks. After a half hour of taking shots he told me it just wasn’t working for him. He suggested we go outside and hook up a fire hose, he wanted to capture me with more action. I was game. In front of the station glass doors he captured stunning shots of my half naked self spraying the hose full blast. My face was plastered with a mischievous smile from ear to ear. The calendars sold like hot cakes and the women who bought them wanted me to sign their copies. I took a razing from the other jealous guys, but it was all good natured. Fast forward to the next fall. I decided to volunteer with the fire department in the city where I was going to college. They jumped at my application when they saw all my experience. They too had a tradition of fundraising for their community. Being in a big city they didn’t feel as restricted in picking their cause as my small-town fire department had been. They had chosen to raise funds for an organization that supported sex workers; providing legal, health and counselling support. Rather than a beefcake calendar they were planning a talent show evening culminating in a ‘Full Monty’ style dance by six of the hunkiest firefighters. The calendar shoot had awakened me to my exhibitionist side and I was delighted to be chosen. The evenings of the next six weeks were devoted to working with a dance coach. It was a stretch to finish my studies, but I was committed to putting my best foot forward. By the last week our team of six were very comfortable mirroring each others moves and stripping down to our flesh-coloured jock straps. We were one hot looking line up by the end of the dance. Too bad the final reveal had floodlights flash on behind us blinding the audience, On the second last night of rehearsal, three days before the show, the dance instructor sat us down at the start of our evening. He informed us it was decision time. The group of us needed to vote on how far we were willing to go. Would we end the show in the jock straps, or in the spirit of supporting sex workers were we willing to go ‘all the way’, Full Monty, full frontal nudity! You can imagine, the debate went on for quite some time. Two of the family men were adamant they would withdraw if the group chose full frontal nudity. A secrete ballot was finally held. Two against going ‘all the way’, one spoiled ballot and three in favour of ‘full frontal nudity.’ In case you’re wondering, I didn’t spoil my ballot. None of my family was coming to this show. The two fathers left and four of us started into the rehearsal with some stretches and rudimentary movement review. The tension in the room was palpable. As it didn’t dissipate with time our dance instructor named the elephant in the room. “You’re all distracted by the thought of getting naked, aren’t you?” A couple of the guys looked at the ceiling, one guy looked at his feet, and I looked to the dance instructor and almost imperceptibly nodded my head. “Fair enough guys. I suggest you just get out of your clothes right now.” To emphasize his point, he pulled his tee-shirt over his head and released the draw string on his sweatpants. When we saw he was commando we all quickly shucked our clothes. If there had been tension before you could now cut it with a knife. We repeated some stretches and some dance moves, but it was clear this wasn’t getting us anywhere. We were handed skipping ropes and told to skip as fast as we could. We skipped naked for five minutes, at ten minutes I was dripping wet and sure he’d stop us, but we powered on to fifteen. When we were instructed to stop we all collapsed to the floor wet hair clinging to our scalp and wherever else our bodies were covered. The instructor must have anticipated this because we were each tossed a big fluffy towel. As we were drying ourselves, he wrapped his towel around his middle and began a sultry dance through our naked bodies. When he had our attention, he moved up on to our rehearsal stage and turned on some sexy saxophone recording. He continued to strut his stuff eventually loosening his towel and using it to perform the most erotic tantalizing performance I had ever witnessed. Eventually he tossed the towel all together and added stroking his member to the hypnotic dance. As the recording built to it’s climax, he had a ragging hard on and was beating off with a mission. On the final super seductive note his cum spewed all over the stage. The four of us stood silent for a bit. Then slowly began to clap and soon we collapsed in uproarious laughter. “Your turn guys. Who’s going first.” We all instantly flushed red with embarrassment. He looked directly at me and nodded. I pulled on my sweat shorts and wife beater t before mounting the stage. The sexy sax music began, and my inner exhibitionist screamed “let’s have at it!” I was so lost in the euphoria of this opportunity I didn’t even notice stripping off my shirt. Feeling the cool air on my hairy chest and nipples, I also notice my sweats were tenting a bit. I was already semi hard. I added playing with my dick through my shorts to my routine. That’s when the dance instructor starting hooting and adding encouragement. The others soon joined in. When I was ready to doff my shorts, I turned my back to the group. They cat called and whistled as I shook my naked ass at them. When I finally turned, I was jacking my 8 inch erection. I was so turned on I couldn’t hold back and roped after rope of my cum spewed over the edge of the stage. When the cheering died down the instructor spoke up. “That’s exactly what we need. Who’s next.” One by one the other three strutted their stuff. The next two didn’t cum on stage. But gave pretty good performances overall. The last guy, Ted, had grabbed the costume for the show and slipped into it. His strip tease was flawless. When he was down to his jock strap, he jumped off the stage and dance seductively among us. On the third pass through the group, he started touching, an arm, a muscular chest, he kissed one guys neck and touched my semi hard cock. He never missed a beat of the music. As the recording was building to it’s climax Ted moved in on our instructor. The instructor reached out and started jerking Ted’s magnificent ten-inch pole. Just before the last note the instructor leaned forward taking Ted’s cock deep into his throat. We watched in awe as pulse after pulse of Ted’s ejaculation pumped down the throat of our instructor. He swallowed every drop. After a long moment of shear silence our clapping and cheering broke out. When this subsided, we were informed that was enough for tonight. Tomorrow we’d practice our performance for the last time before the show. The final practice went extremely well. Everyone was totally focused, and we only needed to polish two our three moves before reaching the big reveal. I knew the moment was coming soon and had growing concern as I realized I was sporting a semi. The moment came to release the final strap of my jock and out popped my semi. I quickly covered my privates with my hands. “Don’t do that,” the familiar voice of our instructor. “Full Monte, remember.” I dropped my hands and looked to see two of the other guys were also semi-hard. Our cocks looked amazing! On the night of the show, I was so funkin pumped! So were the others, especially Ted. The crowd went wild the moment we danced out on stage. Our timing and coordination came off extremely well and the energy from the crowed was electrifying. Our backs were turned to the crowd when the rip-pants flew off. They now had an unobstructed view of our naked asses and went wild with cheers and cat calls. In the moment before I was to turn around, I realized I was fully hard. My eight-inch cock was peaking over the waist band of my jock. There was no time to adjust so I spun around. On the way around I noticed Ted’s ten-inch monster had escaped out the side of his pouch. The one full minute of dancing until the full reveal felt like an eternity to me. Our hats were moved to cover our crotches, the last strap released, the jocks fell to the floor, and quickly our hats were flung into the screaming crowd. The flood lights from behind us that were meant to blind the audience which had always worked perfectly in rehearsal didn’t illuminate. Four totally naked, full-frontal nudity, handsome men, two with raging hard ons stood front and center on the well lit stage. We eventually looked at each other and started our bows. The crowd was on its feet and raising the roof. We kept taking more bows. Eventually Ted took hold of my hard cock and guided me off stage. The other two slipped off the other side. To shouts of “encore, encore” we went out for three more bows. At the after-party Ted and I were approached by a photographer. He brought us a round of tequila shots and complimented us on the show. We chatted for a bit and were given another round of shots before he proposed we pose for him and the ‘naked men’ coffee table book he was currently working on. A week later Ted and I arrived at the warehouse with the photographer’s living space and studio. He was generous with drinks from his well stocked bar. He showed us three or four sets of shots of guys for his project. They were all very handsome and sexy. The photos were of excellent quality and very artistic. The cocks were at varying stages of soft and hard, some full-on raging boners. There was no deception as far as what he was looking for from us. It was finally time to get out of our clothes and in front of the camara. Classical music played loudly and Ted stripped and went first. It was clear he was every bit and more the exhibitionist than me. By the time he got to his hard on shots I couldn’t believe how turned on I was. I was already hard when I stripped for my turn. The photographer told me not to worry. He made me so at ease that a half hour later I had relaxed to a semi. As I’m a grower and not a shower so I was not disappointed he didn’t get any pics of my flaccid cock. We were encouraged to stay nude, and three more rounds of shots were served. “I’d love to photograph the two of you together. I loved the way you led him off stage pulling on his beautiful hard dick Ted. Might you be willing to get intimate in front of my camara. I’ll fully understand if I’m asking too much.” Ted didn’t hesitate; “Sounds fucking awesome man, I’m up for it.” I demurred and half chuckled, “Ummm …. I …. Um, I don’t know … you might need to ply me with more booze ….” The glasses were poured almost before I finished stuttering. Three more shots slid down my throat in quick succession. You need to know I had never been intimate with anyone before this moment. Small town firehalls are very homophobic, or at least they were back in the 1980’s. Long hours of work on the farm and with my studies, I’ve never been the sharpest pencil in the drawer, so had to study long and hard to satisfy my hard working conservative parents. And the AIDS epidemic! I had thought I might be gay. I loved being naked and seeing the other guys in the school showers. But even in my first year of college I had not allowed myself to do anything, even though there had been offers. Ted grabbing my dick on stage had been the first anyone else had ever touched my private organ. Ted leaned in and kissed me. My mouth responded eagerly and naturally. As he pulled away, he asked, “Is that OK? Might we continue?” “Can you guys do that again? Can I capture this on film?” I didn’t say a word, I quickly poured myself another shot, tipped it back, leaned in pulling Ted in for a passionate kiss and released any inhibitions that might have been clinging and holding me back. I was so swept up in Ted and my naked bodies exploring each other that I totally forgot about the rapped clicking of the camara. When Ted deep throated my hard cock, I immediately blasted my load deep down his throat. When he pulled off licking his lips I crumbled in embarrassment. “I’m so sorry! I couldn’t control myself!” Ted reassured me, “Fuck man, that was fucking amazing! You have nothing to apologize for.” “He’s right, that was amazing. And I’m certain I got great shots. So fucking hot guys, so fucking hot. Don’t stop there, please continue.” It felt a little awkward for a few minutes but soon Ted had captivated me with his passionate love making skills. We moved to a king-size bed and my body was being worshiped with tender passionate kisses. Soon I was on my back with my legs in the air and Ted was giving me my first glorious rimming. I couldn’t believe how amazing this felt. I was so turned on that this handsome butch man was willing to put his mouth on my ass. Soon his tongue was darting in and out of my hole and I blasted another load all over my belly and chest. Ted didn’t miss a beat lapping up the cum as he made his way up to kiss me on the mouth. I had tasted my cum before, just never on the lips of another human being. My head was spinning. “I want to fuck you. Can I fuck you?” Ted whispered in my ear I could already feel his mammoth cock tapping at my hole. When I didn’t respond Ted asked the photographer, “Do you have any condoms? I wasn’t expecting this and didn’t come prepared?” “Sure. But let me get some closeups of your naked cock teasing his hole first. Would that be OK?” They both looked at me and I meekly nodded. The photographer moved close, and the camera clicked away. Ted’s raw cock was being messaged against my wet hole and it felt amazing. I almost missed hearing the photographer suggesting; “Just push in the tip. This is too fucking hot. You’ll take the tip won’t you?” I meekly nodded. The pain of penetration was unbelievable, and I tried to push Ted’s monster out. He was clearly experienced with this response and far stronger than me. The photographer spoke; “I know it hurts now but give me a few moments to record this with pictures, the pain will subside. And it’s just the tip.” As closeup picks were clicked of my impaled hairy ass and grimacing face I noticed the pain was subsiding. I was further surprised to notice a strong thought forming in my mind; “I want more than the tip.” As if reading my mind the photographer spoke again; “Yes, go for it, let him in a bit further. These are amazing shots.” I looked into Ted’s questioning eyes, relaxed my ass and pushed further onto his raw cock. My mind was screaming at me, “He’s not wearing a condom, what the fuck are you doing.” But my body just kept sucking his huge tool in deeper and deeper. “Hold it there. I want to capture your pubes pressed against his ass. …. Great. Now pull out halfway so there is no question you are in him naked.” As Ted followed these instructions he spoke, clearly nervous; “Your ass feels amazing. It’s been so long since I was in an ass raw, I love this. … but I don’t know how long I can last. It feels so wrong, so fucking bad, and I love it.” “So do I … love it that is … just don’t cum in me. I need you to really fuck me before you pull out … I need to remember my first fuck as amazing.” “Give him what he wants!” from the photographer. Ted began to pound, and I pushed onto his raw tool with every bit of exuberance he was offering. Within a few strokes he was warning with ragged breath; “Fuck man, I’m so close!” “Don’t cum in me, … and don’t stop … this is amazing!” “Fuck … oh fuck!” He was flooding my ass. “Shit, did you just cum in my ass?” “I couldn’t help it. Fuck, I’m so sorry.” His deflating cock was still deep in my ass. “Let me get closups as you pull out. …. Great …. Can you push some cum out …. This is too rich not to photograph.” I followed the directions as I thought to myself, “I shouldn’t have allowed that, but fuck it feels great … all of it.” That’s when Ted dove to fletch out my hole. The camera kept clicking up to and including the moment Ted moved up dropping some of his cum from his mouth into mine. We moved into a deep embrace and kiss and got lost once again in each other. Before I could give it any thought his member had hardened and was sliding back into my now well lubricated hole. We fucked in a dozen different positions for the next hour. When I knew he was getting close I begged him to cum in me. Before we were done, he had pumped two more loads into me painting my gut walls. Ted and I chatted in the shower. I admitted how much I enjoyed the experience and how frighted I was until I heard him confess, he hadn’t fucked anyone raw in a long time. All the blood drained from his face. “Shit man, I’m sorry. I got carried away at a sex party last week. This hot guy I was making out with just wanted to put the tip in. My defenses were down. I left the party with four strangers loads dripping from my hole. FUCK, we should have used a condom!”

This is my first story on here Bald Man Stealths Young Stud Daniel was sitting at the bar. He was from a small town in Oklahoma and recently transferred to a college in Miami. His hometown was extremely conservative, and he always had to hide the fact he was gay and always participated in masculine activities to hide it. He was on the football and baseball teams, and even had girlfriends to add to the illusion, but deep down, he knew that all he wanted was to get fucked hard by men. The only time he had ever had any gay experience was a time he jerked off in a bathroom with another guy while in Tulsa. But that was going to change tonight- and he would remember it forever. Daniel participates in intra-mural sports because he still likes athletics, keeping his body fit. He was around 5'10", trimmed his body hair very short, and has thick black hair and slightly tanned skin. His dick isn't huge (around 6.5") but he didn't intend on topping tonight. The bar that he was in was not too lively. It was a place to pick up guys and go fuck. He saw it on a website- it was far from his campus and was quite low-key. Even in Miami, he still didn't feel ready to come out. But what he didn't know was that this bar was frequented by HIV Postitive men, which he would soon come to know very well. A man approached him at the bar, he was older, had a swimmer's body, and he was around 45 and had a shaved head and a thick beard to match. Daniel always had an affinity men that looked like him. He was around 6'3", so he was substantially taller than him. The man looked at him and asked with a deep voice, "Can I buy you a drink?" Daniel looked at him, smiled, and said, "Sure. Just a beer is fine." "Well you heard him, a beer for the him please," he said to the bartender. The bartender quickly filled up a glass from the tap, placed a napkin on the bar, followed by the beer. "You don't look like you're from around here," the man said, noting Daniel's mannerisms and conservative way of dress. "I'm not. I'm actually from Bumfuck, USA," Daniel said while the man laughed. "You remind me of when I was your age. In college in a new city, looking to fuck the nearest man I could find," he said. "I moved here when I was around 19, and it has been a wild time. I'm Sean, by the way." "Daniel." They did the usual small talk about sports, the weather, etc, and drank a few beers until Sean looked at him and said, "Do you want to go back to my place?" Daniel responded with a shaky, "Yeah, sure!" Sean paid for both of their tabs, ordered an Uber, and they headed back to his apartment. When they walked in, Daniel was taken aback. It was on a higher floor of a pretty nice building, overlooking the Miami River with a huge window which took up the entire wall opposite of the entrance. It was night, so you could see the lights of the other buildings, but not much else. Inside the apartment was more interesting. It was a bit cold, and the furniture was quite modern with sharp edges that contrasted the grain of the black hardwood floors. To the right was a modern kitchen with stainless steel appliances and black cabinets. The room was entirely black and white, with only a few blood red accent pieces to break the contrast. To the left, he could see an unlit hallway which he somehow knew would lead down a dark path. Sean dropped his keys into a blood red dish sitting on a black table next to the door, snapping Daniel out of the almost hypnotic fugue the apartment gave him. "Wow this place is... nice," Daniel said in a wavering voice. It truly was nice compared to his shitty dorm room. "Do you want a drink?" Sean said as he made his way into the Kitchen area. "Sure," Daniel responded. Sean opened the freezer pulling out a bottle of vodka, and said, "Is vodka soda alright?" "Yeah," Daniel said. Sean poured two drinks and walked over and handed on to him. He looked at Daniel and commented, "You look nervous." "Yeah its just that... I've never really... done this before." "What, hook up with a random guy you just met in a bar before?" Sean said with a laugh. "Among other things," Daniel said, feeling a bit more relaxed. "It's alright. I used to be nervous doing this sort of thing too. It takes practice," he said slyly as he took the empty glass from Daniels hand and placing both glasses on the table. Daniel looked at him for a second and felt his face flush as Sean looked him in the eye. Sean then embraced and kissed him. Daniels legs felt wobbly. Daniel wondered whether it was the booze or how good it felt to finally touch a man like this. The kissing became more intense as Sean began unbuttoning his shirt. Daniel immediately went for his chest and began his descent. He took a pause at his belly button and noticed a biohazard tattoo and wondered what that meant. He didn't wonder for very long as he began to unbuckle Sean's belt, unbuttoning and unzipping his jeans, and pulling them down. Underneath was a pair of white boxer briefs which struggled to keep what looked like a huge package contained. He pulled them down too, exposing what was an 8 inch dick and about as round as a beer can. He began sucking and jerking it, struggling with its size. Sean tilted his head back and let out a moan of pleasure. After a few minutes, Sean nudged him up and said, "Let's go to the bedroom." He took of his shoes, socks, and pants from around his ankles and headed for the hallway. Daniel followed, undressing himself completely on the way. The bedroom was similarly designed like the rest of the apartment. Black woods floors, white walls, and a black bed with blood red bedding atop of it. Sean turned around, embraced Daniel and kissed him once again. He reached down and stroked Daniel's hard cock for a few seconds. Immediately after, Sean took Daniel and pushed him on the bed and started sucking his dick. Daniel started moaning, looking down at Sean as he expertly pleasured him. He placed a hand on his completely smooth head and closed his eyes enjoying the moment. He started to tense up and said, "I think I'm gonna cum." Sean pulled up and said, "I'm not near finished with you yet." He flipped him over and started licking his asshole. Daniel moaned harder, never feeling any sensation like this before. After about 30 seconds of this, Sean pushed his index finger at his hole. "Damn you've got a tight ass," as he began sliding his finger into Daniel's virgin hole. Daniel let out a moan as Sean began fingering his with no lube. He immediately added another finger and pushed them deep into his hole. He twisted them around, and Daniel could feel his fingernails dig into the wall of his hole. Daniel thought that this must just be how it is as he moaned into the blood red pillow, writhing in ecstatic pleasure. Sean pulled his fingers out and said, "Turn over. I want to look at you while I do this." Daniel obliged, turn over and putting his legs around Sean as he got between them. Sean spit on his hand, rubbed it on his dick, and started pushing at Daniel's hole. A thought crossed Daniel's mind to ask him to put on a condom, but it felt so good right now he didn't even care. As Sean managed to get his rock hard dick inside his tight hole, Daniel's eyes shot wide open as he let out a pained moan and gripped the blood red fabric of the bed spread. Sean leaned over him, kissing him as he started fucking him. Daniel felt Sean's dick picking up the pace, feeling the friction of the skin on skin struggling to be lubricated with only a bit of spit. Daniel was in a state of utter pleasure looking at Sean in the eye while he was getting fucked. After a few minutes Sean's fucking was getting more desperate. He was feeling his own pleasure peaking. Sean said, "I'm gonna cum." Daniel thought about asking him to pull out, but before the thought could come out of his mouth, Sean kissed him again. Daniel came right then, without touching his dick, feeling himself being pumped full of Sean's cum. Sean slowed down, moaning through the painful pleasure of fucking after you've cum. He pulled out and collapsed beside Daniel as they both panted, both of them staring at the ceiling while they lay on the blood red bed. Daniel did not know at that moment that Sean would be a part of him forever.

Cool! Thats the place! Brings back memories. It was sleazy as I recall. I slipped out one afternoon from a conference in the metropole. I met this nice daddy with a small beard who took me upstairs, laid me on a couch in one of the rooms and fucked me with my legs over his shoulders. I remember I said how nice it was to feel his bare cock in me. He said something like yes, like nature intended then said "Are you poz like me?" How exciting to have a man's cock in you and be asked a question like that!

Have no desire to be Poz but I love taking raw cock and loads. I'm on Prep and play with guys who are negative, negative on Prep, and who are Poz Undetectable. I've never taken a toxic load that I know of but it's possible because some men aren't above lying about their status.

Chapter 5 “Somebody is eager there, hm? You´re sexy when you let your slutty self take control baby!” said Jamal from beside me. I hadn´t even realized he had already sat down beside Taron again. I looked towards him and my eyes caught on his thick tool, sticking up from his thigh towards the ceiling, getting even thicker each second. I just noticed I was staring (again!), when Taron´s dick dropped out of my mouth. I blinked in surprise, took it in my hand and put it back in my mouth, before I realized both Taron and Jamal were having trouble holding back their laughter. “Fuck man!” Taron suddenly burst out “He´s such a perfect little slut!” Cupping my cheek he was looking down on me and saying “Aren´t you my fucking subby little slutboy?” I might have taken offense by that comment had I been in my right mind, but… oh well, I don´t need to tell you, do I? So I just nodded, grinning as far as his cock allowed me and went further down on it, while wriggling my togue in his piss slit. I loved this dick! Had it been this delicious a minute ago? Before I could answer this question, Taron´s hand pulled me up and Jamal put his lips on mine, making out with me while pushing another dense cloud down my lungs. I exhaled while I hungrily made out with him and loved the feeling of his short beard scraping my lips and his tongue invading my mouth that his friend´s cock had just been in mere seconds ago. Before I could lose myself in the sensation even more, he pulled back, pressing the stem of the pipe between my lips and lighting the bowl. “Deep hit now, boy. I´m gonna show you something amazing to give to your tops!” I was curious and took a long and slow drag from the pipe. “Hold it in! Very nice! And now go down on my cock… No exhaling!” I furrowed my brows at him, but did what I was told and gave my best to keep the smoke in me while sucking his dick into my mouth full of chemsmoke. He pressed his cock further into my mouth, opening up my throat and slowly snaking down back there. I was so glad in that moment for my lung capacity from swimming as a teenager! “Goood boy! Feel my cock blocking the smoke from exiting your lungs? Now my cock decides how much of that stuff you´re gonna have, hmmm?” he chuckled, while I grew a little restless about what he was doing. This was so hot, but I would need to get some air rather sooner than later, so I tried to withdraw without letting his dick fully slide out of my mouth. “None of that baby!” he shouted suddenly. I was surprised and looked up at his eyes, who had gone to slits while his hands grabbed my head in a vicelike grip, yanking me the few centimeters down his cock again that I had just gone up on my way to oxygen. “You´re gonna fucking breathe when I allow it, do you understand me?” he shouted down at me. I could just look at him, wide eyed and terrified. He saw that and a thin smile curled his lips. “Don´t look at me like this. You just need to learn who´s in charge here sweety. And I tell you something important: it´s nobody with an average white cock straining in their pants!” I was taken aback in that moment, because I realized three things: First, I was still clothed. Second, my cock WAS straining in my pants. And third: He was simply right. I fucking needed some air. But I also needed his cock down my throat and he was the one deciding in which order these things were happening. “Fuck yes! Now you´re giving in and relaxing this throat, don’t you?” I could just nod, my eyes watering, my lungs burning, still filled with t, my mind struggling to catch up on the events. “Tell you what, bitch: I´ll pull out the head now and you´ll breathe that smoke down my shaft as slowly as you can, got it?” I would have done everything in that moment, so I just followed suit. I enveloped his shaft and my head in a dense could of that smoke in the best tempo I could, before sucking in the air I so badly needed. “Goood boy! Such a good boy!” Taron growled from the side, while starting to rub my hair with his meaty hand. Jamal just smiled at me, proud like a father. Or an owner, teaching his dog a new trick. “Now, let´s get your sweet body out of this shirt and shorts and show us what´s underneath!” I wanted to please them and show off my ass in the blue and red jock I had chosen this morning in case I would get laid today. I loved the way it framed my butt and I was sure they would love it, too! So I stood up and almost fell out of my clothes before going back to my knees before these tow broadly grinning men. I just wanted to share my body and my holes and… fuck, what was happening to me? “Very nice boy! You put on a jock so you could show off your sweet butt and your hole, hm?” I just nodded before taking Taron´s dick back into my mouth and Jamal´s into my hand. I was losing all of my inhibitions, just doing what I wanted to do and being a slut for these two fuckers. And as a fortunate incident, these two things aligned perfectly well right now.

let it marinate

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

#6 was wired like the energizer bunny on steroids. Tall, slim, wiry, moderately hairy, red hair and the redheads pale complexion. Not only did he fuck frantically like a jack rabbit in heat, but he talked fast and non-stop! "I was the first to pull a number and I was so fuckin jealous that I didn't get to be the first to breed your negative ass and knock you up. " By this point his raw pencil dick was already balls deep. "I know if you're not already that I will fuckin knock you up 'cause my viral load is through the roof. I just converted three weeks ago and no meds for this prime poz body." "I'm probably carrying half these guys strain anyway, 'cause most of them were part of the 10 guy gang bang that seeded me poz." "Do you believe that. Before that night I hadn't even been fucked raw before. I don't know what got into me, but when my buddy invited me to be the special guest at their pozing party I just said, 'fuck man, yeah, sign me up.' "The very next night there I was in this warehouse, tied into a sling. Naked as a jay bird. When that first big raw cock tore into me I thought; 'fuck yeah, this is so fuckin cool.' " "Really didn't dawn on me, until that first big pig of a guy was blasting his poison cum in me shouting 'take my dirty load bitch ' , that I was likely gonna get knocked up that night. " "I just thought there's no turnin back now. I may as well just accept all 10 radioactive loads and get comfortable with the idea my life has changed from this moment forward. " "You must be thinkin the same thing with all those toxic loads already in ya, and mine soon to join the soup. Plus, what is it, a couple more. You are so fucked man." "Is it true you really came here not chasing. Negative, not on PreP, taking all loads, no questions asked. If you really aren't chasing the bug then you better have some fuckin good luck man. 'Cause this is fine toxic shit we're pumping into you. And I gotta tell ya buddy, that fine negative ass of yours looks pretty torn up. Lots of tears for the toxic cum to get right into your blood stream. " "They took no chances with me. The first guy was a huge cock and brutal. The second guy used a cruel condom. Holy fuck, did that thing hurt, and it had me bleedin like a stuck pig." "No wonder one week later I was sick as a dog. Three of the guys came by to take care of me. I thought they'd bring chicken noodle soup, but no, they each fucked two more loads each into me. " "I was so fuckin sick and weak I couldn't even participate. They just used my limp body and vulnerable hole " "I'm not even sure if it was those guys that pozzed me in the first place. I loved raw cock in my ass so much I played bareback with strangers every night until I took sick. " "I can't believe I used to let guys use condoms before. Raw is law for me now. Wait 'til you're poz man . You'll love the freedom " "Or do you already only take raw cocks up there. You fuckin look like the slutty type that never refuses a breeding. " I just nodded, I couldn't get a word in edgewise. "Fuckin A man Tell me I know a fuckin cum dump when I see one!" "So why the hell you're not on PreP? You must be lazy, or fuckin dum, or both . No judgement here though ... in fact I'm glad of the chance to knock your negative ass up." "Fuck man, I’m really close. You better be ready. My toxic stingers are shooting into you right now. Joining and mixing with their cousins. Finding each and every tear and rippin into your blood stream as we fucj " "Yeah that's it slut, mik every last drop of nasty filthy cum out of my balls. " And to my surprise, that's exactly what I was doing.

I peed and had a quick shower being sure to keep my ass tight. I didn't want the handsome bear's cum to be anywhere but in my gut. When I left the bathroom through the bedroom door I walked into a full fledged orgy of 8 smoking hot guys. How had I not heard any of this? Guys were sucking and fucking everywhere. The host was legs up on his back being fucked by the cutest blonde cub. When he saw me he gently tapped the cub off him,stood and raised his hand. Silence decended on the room before he spoke for all to hear. "The orgy is over boys. Our guest of honor is here. " Walking over and placing a hand on my shoulder he continued. "He's stretched and prelubed with my cum. And he's here for all your loads. No questions asked, no load refused. He's negative and not on PreP. Draw a number from this jar to determine the order you get to breed his ass." #! Was a very tall, hairless albino. His cock was a nice thickness and ten inches with no curve. He waisted not time slipping it into me as I lay on the side of the king size bed my feet in the air. No for play, no kissing, nothing. Straight in and right to fucking. His only words about 12 strokes in, "I don't last long ." True to his word he was unloading. Only when he finished cumming did he bend down and kiss me. As he pulled out he declared for all to hear, "Next." And the next guy was almost his complete opposite. 5' 4", black, muscular, with a rock solid 5 inch cock that curved up and to the right. This guy started by sucking my cock for a bit followed by some sensual kissing as he guided his raw rod into my cummy ass. Once balls deep he instructed me that his tits were wired to his cock. I latched onto both of them with my hands. He may have been smaller in stature but his fuck was more powerful and lasted 10 minutes. Then he asked; "You ready?" I eagerly responded; "Cum in me, breed my ass. " And he did with ten powerful convulsions! #3 appeared to be in his mid sixties. Still in good physical shape, a life long gym bunny I suspect. Although fit his handsome face did seem a bit gaunt and sunken. He was moderately hairy with an amazing bubble but. His cock was hard and quite average. He kissed me on the lips as he wasted no time mounting me once again missionary. Watching his face as he raw dogged me I thought, 'this is the one,. He'll declare his status poz as he breeds me'. But no. When I could tell he was close he spoke up. "I'm ready slut. Tell me you want it inside. " "Fuck yeah man, cum in me!" He howled like a wolf as blast after blast shot into me. Four fuckin strangers loads mixed in my ass in less than 1 hour. This was amazing. I suspected one was poz but was surprised he didn't say so. Maybe not. Maybe I was going to get away with my foolhardy offer. I really wasn't chasing, but fuck the excitement of the danger was bloody awesome. At least four more loads to go. How might the Russian Roulette Wheel spin. With four loads I just wanted more. My attitude was an enthusiastic, 'bring those raw cocks and loads boys!'

I had a fwb I'd top and after I had cum in his ass I would always piss in him. It feels great to piss balls deep in a tight hole. I've also had guys piss in my ass after cumming, one guy blew his load deep in my ass and it was like 1 second later I could feel the stream of piss. Feels amazing.

Depends on the venue and on the night. When I go, I'm exclusively looking for loads. I've had a couple of guys want to fuck me with a condom and i take it on a case by case basis, though usually, it's a no for me. You'll be judged no matter what you do. The key is to not care what anyone else thinks. Do whatever makes you happy. Take a fistful of condoms and lube and set up shop. Those that want your hole will slip on a condom, and those that don't shouldn't register on your mind. Go, get fucked. If someone wants to judge you, that's on them.

Me; "Within 14 minutes I was meeting Sam by the Janitor rooms in the basement. His fully hard 5 inch fuck tool might not be long or thick but I knew from experience he was gifted and I wasn't missing a chance to put it to maximum use. Sam is from the Punjab. One of those small statured slim dark skinned guys with deep black eyes. He has a wife and five kids that he adores. He's a natural lover. He loves his work. He loves to fuck men. He'd filled my ass with his love juices on a dozen occasions over the years. An empty room, a closet, even a deserted stairwell. I'd drop trou, he'd open his fly, one wet spit, and he'd stick it in. Always a quick pump and dump and always a nice big load for me to carry the rest of my work day and bring home to hubby."⁷ Hubby; "Nice curry hint to that cum. Mmmmmm good!" Me; "Today was quick but he was in the mood for something different. He had checked that the janitor rooms were empty and took me into the showers. I knew he was hairy from his arm's and the tuft under his Adam's Apple. When he stripped I was gobsmacked. His dark black body hair mated over every inch. See I'm really into hairy guys. " Our waiter wore his pristine white shirt nicely open showcasing his olive chest and otter hair at it's best. He now undid another button seductively running fingers through his chest hair and sliding down toward his neather regions. Waiter; "I had figured that out", as he winked flirtatiously at my hubby. Me; "I loved Sam's game plan and was out of my uniform in no time. I finally had a chance to taste that tidy dark uncut cock. Just the right amount of sweaty musk to roll my tongue around and amplify the itch in my ass6. " "I had just stood and turned to the wall with Sam's unsheathed cock at my hole when I heard a relaxed tune being whistled. Sam noticed my hole tense and said, "Don't worry. That's just Fred coming for his mid morning shower. He'll have had two nurses and a female doctor by now. Just freshening up." Sure enough the happy tune joined us in the big open shower room stark naked and interrupting his song long enough to say; "Don't mind me guys." " "As his whistling resumed Sam prodded my hole reminding me to take a deep breath. Prelubed with McSteamy's cum Sam was in me in a flash. I was in cum slut heaven with my naked back caressed by Sam's carpet of soft hair, his naked fuck tool stirring the doctor's deposit, and an appreciative straight man stroking his boner as if I needed more erotic encouragement. " "They may have been quick, but Sam knew how to lay on a good fuck and this was the best yet. I knew well the tell tale catch in his breath signaling he was close. He called across the room; "Hey Fred. Wife's been away and I've had all the kid care. Got a four day load I'm planting in this cute nurse. ਓਹ ਹਾਂ, ਚੱਕ ਜਾਓ! Filling your ass! Better get it back to work. Hope you can hold all that in or you'll have one tell tale wet spot." " "I'm pretty good at holding in my treasures; but, two loads and one a four dayer. I knew I was now a prime target for any knowing top. Besides every load up my ass increased the horniness hormones I would be sending out like a bitch in heat."