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I was such a good brat, I thought to myself. I tried so hard to fight him off, convince him I didn't want to be pounded raw. And now, here I am, back arched and legs spread, his cock thrust deep into me (again). A second thick, warm toxic load shooting deep into my little neg ass. Me, begging and pulling him deeper. How did it get here? --- 3 hours earlier --- Any time I find myself horny and in heat I always end up at the gym. I'm not even really a gym bro, but I've found that my little ass on display in the locker rooms and my flexible arches at the machines does all the advertising I need. I never go home alone. Tonight would be no different. It had been weeks since I was properly fucked. Now, you should know, I am not an easy fuck. In fact, I am a full on brat. I like to resist and fight and make the boy dominate me and force me into beautiful submission. Once he puts in the proper effort, I eventually give in to all his desires and let him use me however he wants. But he has to claim me, he has to make me submit to him. Many a nice guy has tried to save me, but I am not interested in that. Not at all. Glancing around the locker room I took stock of a few candidates, making sure to hold eye contact long enough to send a message. I jaunted out of there, knowing full well that a few pairs of eyes were locked on my ass. I headed to stretch and then began my short low-weights workout. After all, I am not here to build muscle. I need to stay thin and weak and easily broken. After an hour and not being approached I was feeling a bit frustrated. Usually it doesn't take this long. Just as I was ready to throw in the towel and head home, I turned and nearly ran into a large, muscular man. He was big and black and I knew right away I'd never be able to fight him off for long with those muscular arms. Before we uttered a word my cock was getting hard. He seemed to take note as he glanced down and smiled. "Are you ready to get out of here?" he asked - very straightforward. In true brat form I simply replied "why would you think that?" and tried to blow past him. His hand caught my arm, hard, as he pulled me back into view. "I know what you need little boy. Now let's go" he growled. That's more like it. "I won't make it easy" I teased back. He simply nodded and, without letting go of my arm, started walking to the door, with me in tow. Off to a good start. We grabbed our stuff from the locker room and I noticed a few guys watching us. Must be jealous I thought. I liked it. But as we headed to leave, one guy leaned in and whispered "hey be careful". Confused, I laughed and ignored him. He probably has no idea what a brat I am. If this guy is known to be rough, that's just a bonus for me anyway. We headed down to the garage and I reached for my keys. "You don't need those. I'll drop you back here when I'm done with you" he said and pulled me towards his car. He put me in the backseat and closed the door. Maybe others would be nervous now. I'm just getting hornier. We arrive at his place, an apartment on the south side of the city. It's a small building, pretty average. Decent street, nothing that screams run. I enter with him. His place is modest but clean and nice. He pours me a drink while I glance around. Handing me the drink he says "So any limits slut?" staring right into my eyes. I take a sip, maintaining eye contact, and simply reply "You'll have to find out, but I'm not letting you fuck me". He laughs and finishes his drink. I finish mine. not a moment after I set the glass down, he grabs me, hard, and pushes me into the wall. I push back, surprising him, I manage to get free. I don't get far. His hands grab my hips and pull me back into him. I feel his muscles, his hard cock, his breathe against my neck. He isn't going to let me go easily. I am rock hard. "Oh I think you want this bad. You can't put up a fight forever." he whispers in my ear. "No! Let me go" I manage to fake a struggle. He isn't buying it. I'm just getting more and more turned on - too quickly I think to myself, you can't melt this easily for him. I try to pull away again. No luck. His hands begin to wander. He unbuttons my pants to find my rock hard cock. The game is up. As he undresses me, still holding me tight, a moan escapes my lips. "That's it, let the fight go out of you now" I can hear the smile in his voice. Fuck. My pants drop to the floor. My shirt comes right off me. I'm limp and all the fight has gone, much faster than usual. I'm hard and a moaning mess as his hands explore my body. In this haze I somehow didn't notice all this time he has been inching my back to his bedroom. We're at the door now. His bed only feet away. NO I catch myself and grab hold of the door frame. "LET ME GO" I try to say with force but instead it comes out like a horny begging tone. He pries my hands from the door and forcefully pushes me in and closes the door. "The fight is over, you're mine." he undresses himself quickly. My eyes can't help but dart to the huge hard cock that has now sprung from his pants. Fuck me, it's bigger than any cock I've taken. Before I know it he's pushing me to the bed. "I don't use lube so you better suck me off boy". By this point I know he's right. I'm pinned down by him, naked, hard, and in his bed. It's over. I open my willing mouth and he smiles as he releases me so I can sit up. He stands at the edge of the bed and guides his cock right down my throat. I choke. "Good boy. Take it all" and continues to fuck my mouth to the point even I could not enjoy it. I choke and slobber over the half of his cock he cant fit in my mouth. "That'll have to do" he looks down at me. My resistance was building back up now, tears in my eyes from the mouth fucking I just took. "you're not fucking me with that". "Oh yes I am" and with that he pushed me down again. I tired to close my legs, I tried to dodge his thrusts, but we both knew this could only end one way. He easily forced my legs apart, eliciting another deep moan, and expertly found my hole and pushed in. I felt a pop and much to my own surprise, he pushed all the way in in a single thrust. It hurt so badly I let out a loud yelp. He held himself there, balls deep for a minute, letting me adjust to his girth. "I'm going to start slow for you, because I know I'm big. But I'm telling you know boy, by the end I'm going to be pounding you. I will break you. I will breed you. There is nothing you can do to stop it. So just accept it". I couldn't manage any words now as the pain seared, and he took that as acceptance enough. True to his word he started with slow deep thrusts and as I relaxed and gave in, he picked up the pace. I could feel my back arching as the pain turned to pure bliss. He was fucking me SO hard and so damn deep. I was in a haze as I finally let my brat go, and moaned a loud long "oh god yes!". He no longer cared. His attention was solely focused on pounding my little ass into oblivion now. He had won. I submitted to him. It was only now that I noticed the large scorpion on his chest. I'd seen it before, but didn't really know what it was. I figured he's just dom as fuck and I loved it. He was breaking me and I was loving it. His pace became a big ragged now and I could tell he was getting close. We never discussed condoms or anything, he was deep in me raw. I'd put up no resistance to this. Now that the fight had left me I was fully submissive and I wanted his load planted in me. He had earned it, he had earned me. "Give it to me, breed me already" I moaned up at him. His eyes seemed to flash with excitement as he pushed deep inside me and let out a wild roar as he shot his load inside me. FUCK it was big. I could feel his warmth spread inside me. He'd done it, he'd cum in me bareback. He collapsed next to me, thank god. He might have crushed me if he'd stayed on top of me. We both lay there panting, sweating, his cum slowly sliding out of me. "That was hot. It's been a minute since a guy barebacked me" I said, looking over. "I think I pumped you pretty full" he laughed. "You're on prep right?" he asked nervously. "No I've never been on prep" I replied innocently. He sat up quickly and stared at me. "Well I just pumped you full of poz cum boy. I'm completely detectable. You didn't know?". I felt my stomach lurch and shook my head back in reply. We both sat there in silence for what felt like eternity. Both processing what had just happened and how each might react. I had always thought this could happen, and I wasn't a chaser but I also never considered going on prep. I guess you could say I wasn't opposed to being poz but I wasn't seeking it either. Too late now, I guess. My ass is on fire and I can see the familiar mix of cum and blood on his cock. He was big and definitely ripped me open with his rough fuck. Any chance of dodging his toxic load was laughable. As this all raced through my head I did the only thing I could think to do. I leaned over and kissed him and said "it's okay, you can cum in my neg ass again". He looked shocked as I climbed on top of him and pressed his already hardening cock back inside me, feeling it fill me again. His cum running freely out of me and lubing him up and letting him slide into me with ease. All I remember him saying is "Oh fuck boy, you'll be pozzed for sure if we continue" as his bare toxic cock slid in and out of me with ease. He wasn't stopping, and neither was I. This time no resistance, all the brat broken out of me, I rode his cock willingly. I was prepared to take his poz loads....willingly. He clearly was turned on by my silence - as I continued to ride his cock. I could tell he needed to dominate me so I let him flip me over, my legs wrapping around him, and he buried himself in me again. As he shot another load into me I couldn't resist begging for it. After all, if I was going to get converted tonight, I might as well make the most of it. So here we are, his poz cock deep inside me - raw. Me, moaning and begging for his load. His cum already deep inside me, converting me. My last neg load shooting all over my chest as he continued to pound me hard. Now I knew what the scorpion was. And as he shot a second toxic load deep inside me, I knew it had stung me good.

I’ve been going to this men’s naked party for years, since before covid - when they had a long hiatus. They’re back. Private home. Gay couple hosts it 8x a year. $25 per person. Huge buffet. Open bar. Lube and porn in the primary bedroom. Sling and air mattresses in the garage. Usually like 100 people show, almost all older dudes. I wrote on here once about blowing a dude at the party and he came huge . . then told me he was in his mid 80s! I’m 61. So there’s this one dude. The Washington DC metro had a huge influx of central American immigrants in the 1980s. This dude is pure Incan. He MIGHT be five feet tall. Cocoa skin. HOT huge nose. So little but so masculine! He has paid me no mind forever. At the parties, typically the biggest, fattest, most sedentary bears park themselves on whatever bed space is available. There he’d be, riding some reclining bear’s dick. I tried to suck him once, while he was riding dick. He never returned interest. Years go by, and I’d given up. HOT HOT guy, but I get it . . . He’s a little guy. I have a big dick. Maybe I’m too big ? Maybe I’m not big/fat enough!! All cool . . . whatever. Then, last month’s party . . . I check into the party with my spouse, get naked, and I ditch my partner to hightail it to the garage. (The last two parties I did this and found a hot 30 something bear in the garage face down ass up looking to get bred. Last two parties I climbed on and bred him then and there! Both times he reached back to see if my dick was naked right before I bred him, right before he took my load. Last two parties I’d cum within 15 minutes of getting there. Of course I checked the garage this time!!) My Incan fantasy is there, standing next to me, also wanting fuckage. I always say “Hi.” It’s been years, us going to the same parties. I’m a big dick bareback top, so no harm, no foul! I get action if not from him. But he grabs my dick. Oh no. He climbs on the air mattress. On all fours ass out. FUCK! Damn!! I’m right behind him working my dick in as slowly and as gently as I can with the air mattress rolling like a ship at sea. Fuck Fuck Fuck. This is one of those situations so hot I cannot think. How my dick feels in his ass. How my arm feels wrapped around his torso, pulling him in. His neck, which I want to eat up while he’s taking me deep as I can go. He’s taking my whole dick. Holy fuck his smell. Holy fuck I’m so much bigger than he is, and he is going to get BRED. And in no time I’m huffing I’m going to cum. Groupsex is often not good for me, nether is being in public or on an air mattress for that matter. Pumping away, I whispered in his ear I was going to cum in him if that’s okay. YES. And HOLY FUCK did I cum. HOT Incan dude wrapped in my arms and fully filled and dominated by me. Literally years I have wanted this. There’s another party tonight. Wtf is going to happen . . .?

Snuck a bottom into my work after hours and he bent over a swivel chair after sucking me and making my cock rock hard. I lined up and slid right in. I told him it had to be quick in case someone came back to office. I pumped for few minutes and increased my thrusts and depth, and finally erupted with a good size load coating his guts. We quickly got dressed and he was out the door. Next day I met a fuckbud surfer stud who’s got such a fit/lean muscular body and a super tight hole. We got it on in the back seat my F250 super duty diesel truck. Got dark tinted windows and very spacious backseat. This fuck was extremely pleasurable. There was something so hot about the position we got into and it was so perfect for my cock to penetrate him hard and deep. I came so hard and for so long. It was definitely one of my favorite breeding sessions this month…although I also fucked another fuckbud in my truck this past weekend. He’s a really sexy and handsome doctor. I usually breed him in a discreet bathroom stall in the hospital he works. This time he wanted to ride me in the back of my truck. That was also an extremely pleasurable fuck. He’s also so handsome and sexy to make out with.

I was at Traxx in Nashville and me and this guy were talking and the convo came around to hiv. He was poz to. Just off the cuff he said "id love to dump a toxic load or two in you. I just said mmmmm and started rubbing his cock. He grabbed my hand and said "come on" and pulled me outside. We went a little ways out in the parking lot and he stopped and told me to take my pants off so i did .His cock was already out and hard. He didn't even tell me to suck it he just spun me around and bent me over a car and slammed a fairly big cock up my cunt, dry no lube no spit. It hurt soooo good. And he proceded to fuck me hard as a motherfucker. And after about 20 minutes he came, but he didn't stop. He went on fucking me for what had to be another half an hour. That was so hot. Then when we went back inside he loudly announced "I just fucked two poz loads up this faggots ass" and everyone applauded.

I thought I would add one final chapter to this story, hope you enjoy. Laying out with Steve Part 5 "Do you want my load Tim? do you want my poz babies in you forever?". Chad asked. "fuck yes sir, knock me up, PLEASE" I yelled. "please cum deep in me...give me all of your cum". That was the final straw, Chad fucked me even faster and harder, "take my cum boy...I...am...cumming". Chad shoved deep in me and held his cock deep. my cock then exploded another load from my balls all over my pubes and stomach. After starting to slowly slide in and out...slowing down, Chad leaned down on to my body. "thank you Tim, you are incredible". I was so fulfilled and happy, knowing my man was there and encouraging his sexy friend to fuck me full of poz cum! Steve then bent down to kiss me, "welcome to our club, son". That 'game night' ended so well, and above any fantasy I could think of fulfilling. We finally left Chad and Bruce's house in the early morning hours being two of the remaining guests at the house. As Chad and Bruce walked us to the door, I gave Bruce a big hug and thanked him for the great night. Both Chad and Bruce were wearing robes by now, but both robes were not fastened as I am sure they preferred it that way. While Bruce and Steve said goodbye, I turned to Chad to hug him good night. I immediately noticed Chad's robe was open more and his cock was semi hard again, what a thing of beauty. Chad pulled me in tight and kissed my neck and whispered to me, "Tim, if you ever want to talk more about taking poz cum or being in a relationship with a poz man, please let me know." Chad pulled back a little so I could see his cock starting to grow. I leaned in and kissed him, while reaching in his robe and take hold that huge cock that was hardening in my hand. "Thank you so much Chad, you are so great and I will, soon". I said to Chad. I squeezed his cock one more time and let it fall before turning to put my hands on Steve. As Steve and I were driving back to his house, I mentioned to him that I was very full of cum and leaking, Steve just smiled, knowing this had met some of his desires as well. We both smiled and reminisced mentally all the way back to Steve's house. As we entered the house the weight of all the sex and stimulation started to hit me. I turned towards Steve, "baby, I am beat. can I shower and join you in bed?". "my thoughts exactly baby boy, I am beat as well." We both made our way to his room where I dropped my bag and undressed for my shower. I had a lot of dried cum around my ass and covering my legs, which I couldn't wait to get cleaned off, but Steve asked me not to clean out and I promised him I wouldn't. Right now I had cum from three different poz men swimming in me. That quick thought started to stir my cock a little, which I couldn't help, but the thought of me becoming poz hit me and I thought about that for a moment. What that meant for me and my life. I walked over to Steve and kissed him, "be right out". The shower felt amazing on my body and I let the warm water soak in, slowly I started to wash away the cum that had dried to my skin and then slowly washed through my now sensitive crack. I could feel my ass lips were puffy from being fucked hard by three men, but it still felt wonderful. Again my thoughts drifted to becoming poz. I still had mixed feelings about it in some way. I knew I was very likely to be converted, if not now then soon, and that made me both aroused and anxious. My mind drifted to Chad and wanting to talk to him about my feelings. I immediately started thinking about the weight of his cock in my hand and his lips on my neck. My hand drifted to my now hard cock as I started stroking. I started thinking about last night, in the kitchen, Chad's hard cock touching me as he moved in closer, smearing my stomach with his precum. I was slowly stroking then remembered being on my back and Chad fucking me, my legs around his waist, as he asked me if I wanted his poz babies in me. I did want them in me, and told him so. Chad had cum in me twice now and I know he could be the one to convert me, just as easily as Steve. I needed to talk to Chad again about my thoughts on being pozzed. I knew he would be willing to listen. I made a note to reach out to Chad and let my cock settle down. I was much too tired to be fantasizing and jacking my cock, plus I just wanted to get into bed with my man. Steve was already in bed, covers pulled back revealing his naked body and big, soft, cock. I looked at him as I crossed the room, how sexy he was. He was checking out his phone, so I didn't bother him. When I got to my side of the bed, I bent over as if stretching and then plugged in my phone. When I got into bed I glanced at his cock again, but now it wasn't soft any longer. I looked over at him, "Steve?". He looked back at me, "yes". "You still have cum and ass on your cock", I paused, waited, and then continued. "can I taste you?". Steve reached for his growing cock, stroked it once or twice, and said, "suck my cock baby boy". I was on him in a minute. His cock had grown thick and full and awaited my mouth. I took him in my mouth and tasted his dried cum and the cum of others, it was intoxicating. I knew Steve's cock had bred that twink boy, with at least two other loads in there before him, but man it tasted good. As I was sucking Steve's big cock he soon started to lift me and swing my legs over his body so he could eat my ass. Outside of him fucking me, this was incredible, to suck on his big cock and have him part my ass and tongue fuck me deep. I was pushing back on his face, moaning, all the while keeping that cock in my mouth. Steve pulled back and said, "sit on my cock Tim, I need to be in you again". I moved off of Steve and turned around, straddled him again, and reached back to stroke his cock. I then leaned forward to kiss him, reached back to guide his cock to my hole, and spread my cheeks and hole open. I think he got the invitation because he then started to guide his wet dick into my puffy sore hole, which was burning a little, being invaded once again, but it was so worth it. Steve continued to kiss me keep and put his hands on my hips, helping guide me down on to his hard cock. Soon, I felt it, that familiar feeling of his pubes and being completely full of a man's cock. Steve pulled me down so I was nestled in his shoulder and neck, grabbed my ass cheeks and spread them open, and really started fucking me fast, and deep. I could not even help the animal type moans that were now escaping my lips. with each thrust of his cock I let out a moan, like was a bitch getting fucked in her cunt. I don't know what happened, but I was rock hard now between my man and I as he pummeled my ass. "baby, I am not going to last like this, do you want me to cum?", Steve asked without missing a stroke I moaned in Steve's neck, "please cum in me baby, please." I felt Steve fuck me hard with a couple more strokes and then lifted his legs a little and shoved deep in my ass and that is when I felt him thicken and start to pulse in me. Steve was moaning loudly and I started to cum between us. Such sweet ecstasy of our love making and my breeding. Steve and I slept so wonderful that night and didn't wake up until later in the morning. Steve made me breakfast and after that I soon departed for home. I needed to get home and cleaned up and out, maybe even sleep some more. Steve and I made plans to meet up later in the week. After the week began I started thinking more and more about what had taken place the last two weeks and of course my mind drifted to all of the HIV poz cum I had taken in me. I thought about if I did end up converting, how would that affect my life and what my next phase of life would be. I started to think of Chad's offer to discuss 'anything' about what 'might' be. I decided to email Chad and see if he had some time to chat. Of course Chad was right there to give me some time to talk about being poz, being neg and converting, and that in a relationship. Chad suggested I come over to their house Tuesday after work as Bruce was going to be out and it would give them some time to talk about all aspects. I arrived at Chad's house Tuesday evening. It was a nice summer evening, warm breeze, and it felt good to be there. A little pressure off knowing I could get some of my questions answered. I hadn't really noticed much of the outside of the house the other night when I was here with Steve as it was later at night and my mind was in clear of focus of 'game night'. The house, neighborhood was very nice and quiet, well manicured, and inviting. I knocked on the door and heard Chad yell from somewhere in the house, "be right there". I turned around looking up and down the street, enjoying the evening and surroundings. Soon enough the door opened and I turned around facing Chad. Usually this man's forwardness got over my shyness within seconds, but this wasn't the lustful sex man I had seen and met. This Chad was very welcoming and gentle, "Tim, so great to see you, please come in", he said while opening the screen door for me to enter their home. This time when I entered the house didn't have the same feel of sexual electricity, no twink running around in pink panties, I smiled. "Thank you for taking some time to chat", I said to Chad. As he closed the door behind me, Chad said, "oh please hon, you are always welcome in our home and always welcome to let me bend your ear about all other things", he said chuckling. I laughed, he was so sweet. I quickly looked Chad up and down, I didn't want him to know that I was curious about what he had on. Chad was dressed in a t-shirt, jean shorts that were "cut-offs" with frayed bottoms, and some slip-on shoes. He looked so relax. I know my eyes wanted to go back to the shorts he had on and see if I noticed his large dick in there, but I slapped myself mentally. I was here to discover more about myself and HIV. "Well thank you again, Chad". "Would you like some water or tea, Tim?", Chad asked. "Thank you, I would love some water". "I will get us some waters, why don't you head out to the patio and grab a seat. I will be out in a second". "Sounds great, see ya in a few", I replied. I walked through the back patio door to the place I was intimately familiar with. I took at seat on the furniture, the same furniture that last saw me getting bred by my man and Chad. I could feel the stirring in my cock and ass, what a great night that was. As I was lost in my thoughts, Chad came upon on me and slightly startled me. "Oh sorry, I didn't mean to sneak up on ya, you seemed to be lost in your thoughts", Chad said. I snapped out of my thoughts and reached for the the glass of water, looked at Chad and said, "thank you. very deep in my thoughts". Chad smiled and asked me to sit down. After getting settled, Chad asked, "Tim, what has got you thinking? What can I do for you or what can I answer for you?" "Well, remember you offered to talk me through some of those poz/neg feelings or thoughts I might have? Well, I have them." I laughed. "I thought you might Tim. You made a big decision once you started sleeping with Steve, having unprotected sex, and letting him breed you. That was a big step. Then to come over for game night, another big step. I am thinking you had thought it through at some point and realized you would be ok and everything would work out. Right?" I nodded. Chad continued, "now after realizing that you have taken so much poz cum you might truly be infected, then it hit you, once the sex stopped for a bit. It is very natural Tim. If you were only having sex with a poz man that was on medication, your chances would be reduced tremendously, but the reality is you have taken cum from multiple men, some of which are not on meds. It seems like it is only a matter of time. how am I doing so far?" "You are right on the money Chad. Was it that easy to figure out?", I asked. Chad laughed, "oh boy, yes. I knew you would be having the questions eventually and I knew you would need someone to talk to, hence my offer to chat. So, dear boy, what would you like to know?" We both took drinks of our waters, which I am very thankful for having to calm slow down my rapid fire questions. "Ok, first, I am not showing any symptoms so I am not really sure I will be converted. Is it possible after all of that fucking, I won't be pozzed?". Chad sat for a moment, looking into my eyes, then said. "Tim, after what I have seen, and even been a part of, you have taken a lot of poz cum in you. I am pretty sure you will be converted. Maybe, maybe, it won't happen after the past two weekends, but I am sure if you continue with Steven it will happen. I am not going to give my opinions one way or the other, but I think it will happen." I kind of already knew what Chad was telling me was the truth, and yes, eventually it wold happen, but I wanted to confirm my thoughts. "Can I ask you something Tim?", Chad asked "Of course not, anything." Chad asked, "I will go grab us some refills, but let me first ask. do you regret being fucked and bred so much?" I was a little taken aback by his blunt way of asking questions, but realized this is Chad. It took me only a few seconds, and I smiled at him, "not one bit Chat, not one regret at all. Every time was incredible". Chad thought for a few seconds and smiled at me, "I didn't think so baby boy. Now, for those refills." Chad took his glass and stood up and held out his hand for my glass. I reached for my glass and then handed it up to him. It was in doing this that I definitely noticed Chad's cock in his shorts. He wasn't hard, but seem to be semi hard for sure. Chad noticed me staring. "Sorry Tim, it didn't help that I was part of those times and could be the one". I looked up at Chad, "I know, sir", and smiled. Chad left and headed into the kitchen. He returned in a few minutes with refilled glasses. He handed me my glass, and I think purposely stood in front of me to show off his noticeable cock, then sat down and got comfortable. "Ok Tim, another question for you, if that ok?". "Sure", I said. "In the past two weeks, how was the sex you had, being fucked by poz men?" I paused for a moment, "Chad, I can honestly say sex with Steve", I paused a second, "you, and the others has been so fucking incredible. I felt so free and open to receiving men and all they have to give. it was so intimate. Does that make sense? The closeness of two men that share everything?" "Oh yes it makes a lot of sense. Sex between two men that can share all of themselves is incredible. Having been a part of your coming out to poz/neg sex has been so so hot Tim. I loved every bit of it. It doesn't hurt that you are so damn cute, humble, honest, and sexy either." Chad smiled. "ahhh, thank you Chad. You are so sweet. Thank you. I think you are amazing and so caring, and obviously sexy, and hung", I laughed out loud. Chad laughed. "thank you kindly young man, you had me at hung". "Hung and shoots such big loads, sir. damn. I don't know how you and Steve do it, just so much cum". "Tim, I wish I could say I knew how, I would try and produce more cum, but it is who I am. I am blessed with a big cock, no doubt, but maybe it is my big balls? Not sure." Chad adjusted in his chair, making an effort to pull his shorts down, but this only showed up his big cock. I needed to take my focus, and stare, off of his cock, so I looked Chad in the eyes again. "So, we are in agreement that I will probably convert soon, that is to be expected. If not now, then soon we are sure." Chad nodded. I continued, "can I ask you something Chad?" Chad answered, "yes please" "What do you like about being a top?", I asked Chad. Chad thought for a moment and then answered, "Now that I am a total top man I can say that these things helped get me to being a top man. Watching my hard cock sliding in and out of that puckered hole and see it clinch and squeeze my cock, as well as watching it slide back in balls deep with each plunge. That feeling I get in a nice ass, watching his ass lips suck on my cock and opening him up. oh yes. I love that view. I guess another is that feeling when I'm about to cum and feel it in my balls, makes my cock throb and as that last thrust of going in and feeling my cock pulse as the unloading begins and hearing my bottom moan and feel it too. And then, when I see my bottom ooze my cum from his hole and taking my cock and pushing it back in with my wet leaking cock and letting it go soft inside him. Oh yes, those are three wonderful things that make me want to top men's asses forever". My mouth was just kind of open listening to Chad describe what he loves about topping ass was just so fucking hot. I could see him reliving each experience as he described them. Chad wasn't really looking at me, but kind of looking through me as he envisioned all of those scenarios. My eyes drifted to his crotch, he was definitely hard now, a small wet spot appeared, and I bet he was uncomfortable in those jean shorts. Chad noticed my staring at his crotch. "Tim, I am sorry, I didn't mean to get hard during our talk." He adjusted his shorts a little more, but I could tell his cock was straining against the tight shorts. "It is ok Chad, really. I know thinking about those things, which were really great to hear, probably made you think of them in reality, which no doubt made you hard. I really don't mind at all, but I feel bad for your cock it can't feel good in those tight jeans", I laughed. Chad laughed, "oh fuck no, not comfortable at all. Would you mind if I change into something more comfortable?" "Oh please do, I am sorry, didn't mean to do that to ya". Chad stood in front of me and wow, his cock was outlined so nicely, but probably packed in there. He started to unbutton his shorts to try and create some space for that huge dick. He laughed, "all good Tim, I will be right back". Chad turned and walked to the patio doors, as he got close to the doors he was unzipping his shorts and then just as he walked into the kitchen, removed them completely. I got to see his ass and those big balls as he bent to pick up his shorts. I don't think it was a move of seduction, it was just a fact he needed to be more comfortable. I drank some water and thought about Chad's response to being a top, thinking about that from a bottom's point of view. Soon enough Chad returned, I could hear him coming from the patio door. When I looked up I noticed he was in gym type shorts and apparently no support underneath because I could see his big heavy dick swaying in the front of those shorts. As Chad approached and started to take his seat he said, "oh man that feels so much better, thank you for waiting while I changed. I love those jean shorts to hang around the house, but I don't wear them if I think I am at all going to get a hard on, wait too compact in there." I laughed with Chad, "that have got to feel a ton better." "Oh for sure", Chad said while squeezing his big cock in his shorts, "and you can't even tell if I am leaking or not, the best part". We laughed together again. "Tim, you asked about what I like about being a top, and I think the list is even longer if I really start to think about it. Do you have any other questions?", Chad asked. "I did think of another one." Chad sat up a little bit, "shoot". "Well, since I have known you I have seen the sex hungry, lustful, straight to fucking type of man. Do you ever enjoy "making love"?, I used air quotes to emphasize that. "Great question and I suppose you are right Tim. At Steve's place it was all about fucking and then of course game night, it was all about breeding our boy, which led to a lot more breeding. I can honestly say yes. While I enjoy the fucking and breeding sessions, I really enjoy making love to a bottom, that connection and intimacy two men can share. It is so hot." Damn, now I was the one squirming. I was both getting hard and my ass got that twitchy feeling, aching almost. "I love it Chad. I wasn't quite sure so I wanted to ask. I do agree with you, being fucked hard and giving my ass to a man is so incredible and hot, but damn being made love to, sharing that. Yes, it is also very hot. For example, the first time Steve fucked me I basically told him I would be ass up on his bed for your cock. So very hot. Then that night of course he made love to me again afterwards. That was so hot and special." "I know", Chad said and paused, then reached down and grabbed his cock in his loose shorts, "I knew you couldn't see me leaking in these." I looked down and watched Chad slowly make long strokes of his cock, through his shorts, and added, "you are right Chad, I can't tell at all. I honestly don't even know if you are leaking". Chad looked at me and then pulled his shorts leg aside to show me his big hard cock that was very wet on the end. "I am not kidding Tim, definitely leaking now". Chad's cock was bouncing and very hard, seemed to be throbbing with his heartbeat. "Chad, your cock is so gorgeous, damn it." While looking at his big cock, I asked, "if I become poz Chad do you think there will still be interest to fuck and breed me after that? I mean I know Steve and I will be together, but sometimes there is that drive in tops, such as yourself and Bruce, that really get off on breeding neg bottoms". I was still watching Chad's cock while he stroked it one more time, then rubbed his fingers over his wet cock head. He covered his cock again and then brought his fingers to his mouth to clean off. I watched every motion. Chad closed his eyes and finished cleaning off his fingers. He opened his eyes, "I love my precum. yum. Sorry, to your question. I would hope the attraction and lust would be the same in both directions. I know it wouldn't change for Steve and Bruce or I. Even Bill to that manner. We are all really attracted to you, both your body and your spirit. I know for myself Tim, if you do convert I want to be there for you, around you to comfort you and support you however you need." "Thank you Chad, you are so sweet". "We all do care for you Tim. Ok, enough serious shit. I am horny as fuck now, no thanks to you", Chad said while standing up. His shorts tented out with his massive hard on. "Want to watch some porn and jack off?" Chad didn't wait for an answer really, he just reached for my hand, helped me up and while holding my hand walked me to the tv room. The same room as the game room from the other night. "Please sit down and make yourself comfortable", Chad motioned to the couch. "What do you feel like watching?" Chad said while picking up the remote. I started taking off my shorts, and this time I didn't wear anything underneath, I was hard and now naked from the waste down. I pulled my leg up on the couch so I could have my cock and ass free to play with. Chad started scrolling through some sort of media server, listing out all sorts of gay porn and different categories. Before I said anything Chad paused on the Bareback Cum category and entered. There were several titles from Treasure Island Media, one of my favorite producers of gay bareback porn. Chad scrolled and then paused, "what about 'Knocked Up'? That sounds good". I agreed. Chad pushed play, tossed the remote on the couch, and pulled down his shorts. His big cock sprang out and seemed so happy to be released. I couldn't help but stare at it, and him. Chad sat down on the couch at the other end and grabbed his cock to slowly stroke it as the movie started. The scenes were amazing, so much raw fucking and cum loads being dumped in several bottoms. The mood in the room was fantastic. As both Chad and I stroked our cocks, we would make comments about something we saw and thought was really hot. With all of the fucking on the screen I couldn't help but move my right hand and fingers down to my aching hole and play with it. First I just lightly stroked my hole and then I lubed my finger with spit and inserted it in my ass while watching. My eyes would go from the screen to Chad and back. I wasn't sure what scene was hotter. Chad was really leaking now, which was so fucking sexy. Chad was now doing the same as I, his gaze went from the hot fucking on the big screen to me fingering my ass, and then back. After Chad had been watching me finger my hole for longer he asked, "would you like some of my precum for that?". "yes please" is all I said. Chad stroked his cock with a few long strokes that seemed to be pushing a good amount of precum out of his cock hole. After a few strokes he gathered up what was there and scooted over to my end of the couch. I pulled my finger from my hole and Chad's fingers took their place. First rubbing around my hole a few times with his slick mess, and then he looked up at me and entered my ass with his finger. I put my head back and moaned out loud. It felt so fucking good and slicker now. Slowly Chad moved his fingers in and out a few times and then pulled them all the way out, leaving me craving. "There ya go Tim, please continue", Chad said and scooted back to his end of the couch to resume his stroking. I inserted my finger quickly to replace the emptiness left behind by Chad's probing. Chad said, "nice" and looked back to the porn being played. There was a scene playing that showed an ass being fucked by a big bare cock and you could tell the bottom already had loads in him because all of that fucking by that cock was like a syphon, pulling the other men's cum out and covering his fat cock. It was just so sexy. Chad spoke up as we both watched, "I fucking love doing that with bottoms. When I know they have been bred by other tops before me, oh fuck I love pulling all of that cum out and use it as lube.", Chad paused, then continued, "fuck that is so hot". Immediately Chad stopped and let go of his cock. I just started at this cock as Chad leaned back. His big cock was leaning my direction and I could clearly see some cum ooze out from his piss slit as it pulsed. As the pulsing slowed down Chad grabbed his cock again and slowly started stroking. Chad looked at me, "fuck that was close, I almost came". "oh man, I could tell...look at the cum you oozed out onto your leg", I said. "Can I use that for lube?" Chad smiled at me, "yes please baby boy". I leaned over and scooped up that little bit of cum and then sat back, spread my legs on the couch so Chad could see and then inserted his cum into me with two fingers. I was more than probing, I was softly fucking my ass with my fingers and Chad's cum. Chad was staring and stroking his cock. "mmmm, that is one way to get my cum into you boy". I was in full bottom mode now, didn't care about my cock and my pleasure. "well, if you ooze like that again, I am certainly getting that cum into me". Chad pulled on his cock a few more times, looked at me, "I am getting close again, oh fuck" and he stopped and let go of his cock. I saw it start bouncing again and then saw it oozing his cum again. Seeing him start to ooze is all I could take. I quickly got up and walked over to Chad. I turned by back to him and told him, "hold up your cock babe". Chad gripped his cock and stood it up straight. I squatted down so my hole was just touching my ass lips. I could feel his cum oozing and making my ass even slicker. I couldn't take it any longer and sat down on his cock. As soon as my hole had Chad's cock head in me, his hands when to my ass and hips. "Take my cock boy. Do you love it?". Chad asked. As I slowly sank down on Chad's cock, inch after inch, I responded. "oh fuck I love your dick Chad. Please keep oozing in me, please get all the way inside of me." I could feel Chad gripping me harder on my hips now, helping guide me down on his shaft. "Tim, I need to be buried in you, all the way. Take my cock boy". It felt like it took forever to get Chad's cock fully in my ass. I felt so fucking full, but it finally happened, I finally felt Chad's pubes on my ass cheeks. Chad said, "that's it baby boy, all the way in, you feel so tight and warm around my cock. Now it is time to fuck my cock and get all of this cum into your hungry ass." I started to raise up off his thick cock, a couple inches at first, and then started moving to get more out and back in me. I said out loud to myself, "if I wasn't knocked up already, you will do it this time". "fuck yes boy", is all Chad moaned. Chad would help push me off of his cock, almost all of the way, and I would help in sliding back down on his cock, which seemed to be getting wetter and wetter. This went on for about five minutes before I could sense Chad was getting closer to his orgasm. Of course in this position my cock was just semi hard, but oozing cum as it always does with Chad and Steve. "fuck, boy I am getting close. Are you ready for my load?", Chad asked, "fuck yes sir, please give it to me, cum in me deep". Chad pulled pushed me off of his cock one more time, so that he was almost all of the way out of me, then pulled me back down hard to the root of his shaft and that is when I felt it. His big cock just got thicker and then I felt him explode in me, stream after stream of his poz cum painting my insides. I could really feel his cock throbbing and I knew what came with each throb, another load of poz cum in my ass and guts. I chose to just let my cock ooze cum but not orgasm. I wanted this to be about me pleasing Chad. As Chad's orgasm started to settle down he pulled me back onto his chest and he held me with this cock still in me, me leaning back on him. "damn Tim, I love fucking you. You just seem to get me going like crazy and then milk everything out of me, always." "thank you Chad" I whispered. I just wanted to lay there and feel him holding me close and his cock still in me. Soon though, Chad's cock deflated and finally popped out of my ass letting some of his huge load pour out of my open ass. We didn't care at all. As we lay like that Chad asked, "Tim, can I tell you something?". "Of course sir", I said without moving. "I just want you to know that I absolutely love fucking you. Steve is like my brother and we share pretty much everything, but I am not sure he thought this would happen. So, in saying that I would never do anything to harm him, but please if ever you two part ways, please let me know. Can you do that?" I thought about what Chad was saying, this was a little more serious than I thought would be coming. "Chad, I am falling for Steve, for sure. but I know where you are coming from and so so glad you will always be around us as close and true friends." I then eased up a little bit and turned toward Chad. "I am so glad to know that either you or Steve are going to convert me eventually. I wouldn't want it any other way." I turned and leaned back into him. Chad said behind me, "thank you Tim, I feel the same way". That day ended with that conversation and that host sex. I was so happy and so happy to be seeing Steve soon. In the coming weeks I did indeed get terribly sick and soon it was confirmed that one of those two sexy men impregnated me with their poz cum. Steve took care of me at his house the whole time I was sick. We were not really intimate during that time, but when I could offer him my ass I would, because I know he is still a sexy man with desires. A few times Steve had to run errands or work so he would ask Chad to watch over me. The same routine happened with Chad, I offered him my ass too when I felt up to it. He was so loving and caring, I was so happy to have both dads around during that time.

Quick meeting with a Middle Eastern French speaking. Living in Kissimmee/Orlando, they are tourist from all around the world. Was chatting with this middle age guy from France, he was very much interested in dumping his loads. We been chatting for a few days and our schedules weren’t permitted. Suddenly yesterday, saw the message saying available either your place or mine. Feeling very horny and just left my work on the way home. I responded back saying my place in 20 minutes and gave him direction. Once I reached my street, two houses away from my place, I saw a car already parked on my driveway, “wow the guy is quick and horny”. I parked my car and he immediately got off his car with a smile. We introduced ourselves and I let him into my place. Once I closed the door, daddy pulled me for a kiss, we sucked on each other face while his hands were squeezing my ass and stopped the kiss. He took my shirt off and I did the same for him…… oh daddy has very tight and toned body with grey and thick hairy chest….the pants and boxer came off quickly revealed his extra long long and skinny cut cock big mushroom head. It looks as he had promised. An upper body was toned and the rest were slim with lot of hair on thighs, and legs. Daddy turned me around to viewed my backside, and immediately pulled me for a tight hug and grinding his cock onto my butt. He started to kiss my neck and shoulders while he hands were gently rubbing on my smooth chest, ab and throat. The sucking got more intense and his hands were squeezing on my pectoral harder…I turned my head to him and said, “I want to kiss daddy cock” he didn’t seem to be interested and bending down and forward on to all fours. I was on a doggy’s position and he kicked legs open, my knees spreading and he kneeled behind me. He smacked my cheeks and said let me fuck you first boy…. Ooh ya, he kissed both of my cheeks then held on my hips tight as his cock’s head aiming at my hole. Rubbing, poking and smacking his cock on my ass and hole…. It got me so excited, he pulled me onto him tightly and rubbing his balls and hairy legs onto my smooth body….the sound of his balls slapping and I reached down to feel his balls and grabbed my hand and put on his hard cock “you ready boy” yes sir… .. I turned my head to look at him and he smirked at me. He smeared his precum on my hole and thrusted into my hole violently and held on me tightly……… I saw ⭐️ 💫 it was a shocking and my body was thrumming. My legs and knees were weakened and my chest collapsed on the floor. He rubbed on my back with one hand and held me tight with other. He stayed tight to let me relaxed and adjusted to his cock. Once the sharp pain disappeared, I gently grinding my ass to signaled him. He pulled out and slammed into my hole, he repeated several times and asked me to be on my back. “I want to see your face while I fucking you boy” I flipped over, he pushed my feet forward and spreader them. He gave me a smirk and aimed his long long cock at my hole. He pounded me for at least 10 minutes and brought his extra long cock to my face, oh daddy, I sucked and sucked and played with his cock and balls. With both hands, he guided my head and rubbing on my face. Daddy was happy….”my boy my boy” he said. I got him to the brink of cumming a few times. He punched me gently on the head and pulled his cock out. Now between my legs, he waited no time, got his cock plugged into my hole and fucked until he cum……….. hard pounding and deep…. I saw many stars. My assring wrapped tightly on his cock and I felt all the hot and heavy sperms in my asshole. Very satisfied for both. He collapsed on my chest, we hugged tightly for a few minutes and disembraced. We got up, I went to get a towel, cleaned ourselves and put our clothes on. He gave me the kisses and grabbed my butt. Thanks he said. Once he left, I picked up the towel for wash and saw a pinky/Red blood stains. The skinny daddy had gone where no one did. One of the best fuck with great intensity and the most satisfying load ever. The best quick fuck…

Here is mine

Living in London, the tube does have delays sometimes. This time it meant walking a few miles back home and decided to take a short cut through the woods - not to find cum, but it was genuinely quicker and I like the peace of it. A few mins into the walk, I saw a topless man by a tree deep in the bushes. I walked past but turned around, put my ear phones away and walked towards him. As I got closer, he saw me and turned around and I saw an older bloke with a very flaccid cock. The whore in me made me walk a little faster. I stood in front of him, grabbed his balls and started snogging him before he stopped me and said I should get on my knees. Obliging, his flaccid cock became rock hard in my mouth nearly instantly. It wasn’t big but very tasty and his quiet moans turned into oozing precum as I worked his shaft. I stopped for a second and said put it in me. I unzipped my jeans and put my arse up and he entered me unlubed but there was enough precum that it was quite lubed up! A few thrusts and a grunt, he unloaded what was a hard blast of hyperventilating and cumming through my very raw hole. He didn’t stay long inside me when he came, grabbed his shirt and ran off. I went home with a great load inside me, tasted great when I fingered it out when I got home!

At this point if my life, I’m well over the fear factor of raw sex with anonymous men sticking their bare cocks up my hole and breeding me. I absolutely love taking it bare now. I’ll only go covered for hung studs who request that, and they have to be seriously hot and hung for me to make exceptions. I do ask them to take condom off, dump their cum inside my gaped hole and finger their cum inside me. They’re usually turned on by that and oblige my request.

I got bred four times throughout my time at cumunion in the dark room last night! Definitely more than I've ever done in one night, and it feels amazing. I loved taking raw cock and moaning for them - it's like a dream come true. It's kind of hard to believe I've taken this hot step now, but now I'm feeling like I should have done this a long time ago and I just want more men inside me. I've been on a bit of a personal journey to embrace riskier fun and embrace my bottom side more. I usually play with older men, and so a lot of the time I happen to end up topping even if I wanted to bottom. Yesterday I decided I really, really needed to bottom and get cum inside of me, and I followed through. I usually get a bit nervous about it and concerned about what my partner might think, but I just knew I had to do it yesterday. I had a light dinner with the partner before heading out and told them I'd be going to the bars, I did not tell him I was planning on getting men to breed me, but he knows I play haha. I left the house cleaned out and prelubed, and had some more drinks at the bars before heading over to cumunion. It was a decent crowd, and the dark room wasn't quite actually dark haha, but it served its purpose, lots of men fucking and breeding. I was determined to bottom, I can't quite recall all the details of how I got into position when and where for each of the fucks, but I did keep track of how many times I got fucked, and by the end of the night I'd been bred four times. The most memorable fuck I was on my knees bent over for a man to fuck me from behind, he was huge and made me moan loudly, so I huffed my poppers and was fortunately able to take him all the way and let him have his way with me. Recounting it now, I'm so horny for being a cumdump this way, which I've never really done before. I never saw who was fucking me, so it was all totally anonymous no questions asked no loads refused breeding. Amazing. I went home later, and I bred my partner with the loads still inside me and told him I'm a slutty boy. I'm a lot less concerned now with what he might think of me doing this, so that's great as well. I'll be looking forward to the next time I get to have men breed me again.

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

...after laying out a while, and enjoying the sun nude, it is time for another cold drink. Steve offered to get us one, I said 'sure' and 'thank you'. Steve got up and grabbed our glasses, I noticed Steve was still semi hard...which he had been all morning by the pool. Thank goodness for my sunglasses as I get a great eye full view of that gorgeous swinging cock. "Be right back" Steve says as he saunters off. As I lay there, I can't help but think of Steve's cock. Just amazing to me, the girth and weight of it. Immediately my cock grows, and it takes all of my strength to not touch or stroke me. I know this is just a 'friendly' time by the pool, no sex is intended for sure. We are good friends, and both really enjoy our strength in having very open conversations...about everything! When we originally met on bareback RT, our friendship grew in place of a sexual encounter. I couldn't help but ask questions of you regarding your sexual escapades and desires...along with getting to know you as a person. Knowing you were poz just kept the conversation going for sure. Yes, we both knew our deep desires, but overall, we knew we connected on several levels...and it was very refreshing. Finally, after months of getting to know Steve, summer arrived and he invited me over for some sun and swimming. How could I refuse, some of my favorite past times! And here we are. We both knew that sex was not likely to happen between us, Steve was poz and I was neg. Of course, we flirt, how could we not?? We both love the same sexual types of things. As Steve strolled back out with our newly filled glasses, he seemed almost a little harder than when he left. I didn't mind a bit, and thanked Steve for the drink. "Looks like something got your attention while you were away" nodding at Steve's semi hard cock. He sits down and chuckles, telling me while he went to pee he remembered leaving a porn paused in his bedroom, Treasure Island media of course. As he went to turn off the TV he just had to stare at the scene a bit. "What was the scene?", I ask. Steve described the scene in 'what I can't see 2', of the older man fucking his blind folded boy from behind. I know it all too well, and we laugh. Steve then settles in his lounger I see him adjust his big cock and notice that he is now leaking. uh oh...not good! Steve's nipples are hard too...of course they are..it is a great video! Steve apologizes for leaking, but no apology needed, I know Steve's desires. All good! I can tell Steve is still thinking about the video because he is now rock hard...and leaking a lot more. I am getting excited as well so decide to turn over and get some sun on my back and ass. Steve tells me the worst thing would be to burn my ass cheeks. He asks if I want some sunscreen for my back and butt. "Sure, please." A benefit of having someone sunning with you. I hear him get up and open the lotion, squirting some in his hand. Steve starts to apply it to my shoulders and back. Feels great. He pops the top again, this time applying it directly to my lower back and across the top of my butt. His hands move around my lower back and then onto my ass cheeks. Kneading my ass as he applies the lotion. Of course, I am a flirt and push my ass up a little bit, not even sure if he notices, but soon his fingers brush my hole and I take in a breath. whoa...that felt great. As Steve continues rubbing my ass, and touching my balls from time to time, I suddenly feel Steve's heavy dick land in my open, upturned, palm. The weight of his cock is amazing, and of course now I feel his precum on my hand. Damn, my head is swimming. Soon enough he is done applying lotion but allow your cock to rest in my hand...."fuck that feels good Tim", but we both know it is time for him to lay down again! I release my grip on his cock and Steve slowly stands up, but his precum remains all over me. No problem there. Steven then lays back down and I turn my head towards him, easing up on my side. I see his cock is still swollen and amazing. I know he doesn't mind me staring at his cock ever, so I take full advantage. I reach out and get my drink. Still cold and so refreshing. Of course, my cock is hard now too...thanks to him and his touch. We start to talk some more, now just about anything else besides sex and porn. That helps...as both of our cocks start to settle down. We are laughing a lot about things, men, sex, websites, everything. Steve asks me if I had seen certain guys on BBRT...and then he describes why I might have seen them. Older, hung, poz top men....and then he describes some of them to me. I say, "I will definitely have to check them out", and wink at him. Soon enough it is time for another drink, and I ask Steve if he is ready for another. Drinking the last bit of his drink, he says 'sure' and hands me his glass. "I will be back in a few minutes" I say while grabbing his glass, then adding "unless you left your TV on" and we both laugh. "You can always turn it back on Tim, bedroom is down the hallway on the left", he smiles. I stroll into the kitchen, my mind flashing between the porn and the weight of his cock in my hand. Damn, is another drink really what I need? I smile. I open the freezer to get more ice and vodka, but then close it, thinking to myself, I must see that porn scene again, it has been a long time since I watched it. I stroll down to Steve's bedroom and enter. Of course, the TV is off. ha. damn! I notice his bed is roughly made. Steve’s desk and computer are in the corner, and it seems as though on his nightstand is a cock ring and bottle of lube. huh? A good night, I guess! I smile to myself. I find the remote to the TV and turn it on. Immediately the large screen is filled with the scene from the DVD. The older man's cock is clearly in his young boy, paused right there. I just stare at it...immediately getting hard! I turn the volume down a bit, and press play...just a minute I tell myself. The video starts again and the man is pushing his dick in and out of the b, wow! Fuck I love that video! I realize time is going by as the scene is getting closer to the cum scene, how long have I been standing here!?? Then I hear Steve at the door to the room, "it is good isn't it?". I turn and he is watching me watch the video, his gorgeous cock is rock hard and leaking again. "Sorry Steve, just needed a quick peek" "Not a problem at all Tim, I love that you enjoy it as much as I do", he smiles at me. I turn back to the video just before the older man slides in deep and cums hard in the boy. Damn that is hot. I could tell Steve moved in closer to me and the TV, but I thought it was to get a better view. As the next scene starts, I feel him behind me, his wet dick trails across my ass cheek. I reach back and take his hard dick in my hand, rubbing it all over my ass cheek. "Steve, we shouldn't" "I know Tim, I know. Let's just enjoy the video". So, we stand there watching. He behind me as I milk his cock all over my ass, moments later I feel his fingers tracing through his precum, down my ass crack and brush my now twitching hole. Soon Steve stepped in closer...rubbing is now wet cock up and down my ass crack..."should we get back to the pool and our drinks Tim?" "Fuck Steve", I said with a sigh. "I guess you are right", and I felt him pull away leaving a huge wet spot on my ass above my crack. Steve just sighed....and stroked his cock one more time. Then he reached for the remote and paused the movie where it was at, "I think I will be needing that later" Steve said while laughing. We both left his bedroom breathing hard and cocks bouncing as we walked. "Don't forget those drinks" Steve said while passing though the patio door. Off to the kitchen I went to get those drinks on ice and get back to the sun. Steve was right where he should be, in his lounge chair enjoying the sun. The only evidence of what had happened was a small pool of precum on his thigh where his now soft cock lay. "Thank you, Steve." "For what?" he said while looking up at me. "For not giving in to our desires", I said laughing. "Trust me Tim, if you were poz you would be carrying my load right now" Steve said while moaning softly. Of course, that is all it took to start my cock growing to full hardness again. "And I would be very happy for that sir" I said with a grin! Now it was time for his cock to now start growing. Steve reached down with one hand and gave his cock a good long pull, more precum oozed from his piss slit. The alcohol was definitely beginning to have an effect on my bravery and I asked Steve if I could taste his precum. Of course he said 'sure' as I thought he might. I got up off of my lounge chair and bent over his cock, took it in one hand and milked out another big drop, while looking Steve in the eye lapped that drop up with my tongue. Steve's precum was salty and very good! Without asking, I lowered my mouth to his cock and stroked for several more drops of his natural lube. "Fuck Tim, you are going to get my load if you keep doing that". I took my mouth off of Steve's cock, looked him in the eye and said "not yet baby" and set his cock back down on his leg with one final squeeze. I then straddled Steve on his chair, reached behind me and picked up his cock, laid it flat against my ass. I tweaked one of his nipples and bent down to kiss him deeply! Steve moved both of his hands to my ass cheeks and kneaded my ass like a pro. I felt his hand leave my ass, then his cock moved...then his hand was on my ass again, but guiding his finger to my tight ring, and what seemed to be lubed with his precum. slowly he spread me apart and inserted his finger slowly but steadily. I just moaned into Steve's mouth. I reached around behind me and took hold of Steve's wet cock. Steve pulled his finger from my ass and I placed his slippery cock head against my pulsing ring. "Tim, please don't. We can't fuck without a condom". "Steve, I want you in me, please fuck me" I felt Steve push his cock head past my ring and we both moaned out loud. "You are so fucking hot Tim, once I am in your ass, there is no way I can pull out". I pushed back on Steve's cock and felt the first few inches of him spread me open. "I know baby, please fuck me". I guess that is all the asking I had to do, Steve slowly sank his entire cock into me until I felt his sexy pubes brush my ass. I could feel his cock twitching has he rested there. "Don't move Tim, don't fucking move!" I lay on him, chest to chest as both of his hands were on my ass, cock buried deep in me, oozing precum inside of me I am sure. Within a minute, I felt him pull my ass up almost off his cock and pushed me down again, starting to fuck me in full lengths. My ass felt his oozing, making me wetter, but I was already starting to feel the rawness of his dick fucking me. I sat up....with him buried in me and eased off of him, immediately feeling the void where his cock was. I stood over Steve, "please fuck me from behind on your bed". Then started to walk towards the house. not looking back, but hearing him get off the chair. Entering Steve's room, I found the remote and pushed play to let the porn start up again. With deep moaning from the TV, I moved to his nightstand and grabbed the lube. I tossed it on the end of the bed, and climbed up on the mattress, on all fours...with my now red ass ring facing the door, waiting. Just behind me, Steve entered the room. I looked over my should and saw him there, stroking his cock. I knew what was coming! Steve walked to the bed....and immediately placed his cock in my ass crack, bent down and grabbed the lube. Then I felt the coolness dripping on his cock and my ass. Steve was rubbing his now wet cock between my crack, every once in a while, getting it stuck on my ring. "Tim, I am going to fuck you now...I have to. I will not pull out and you are going to take my poz seed. Are you ok with that?" "YES! sir" I almost yelled. "Good boy". Then he pushed the head of his cock back in my hole and proceeded to fuck me raw like he owned me. My cock was swinging semi hard, leaking precum/cum for the entire time...all I had to do was stroke it and I knew I would cum very hard! The man behind me was all I had thought of, imagining this scenario so many times in my head. Steve's pace was quickening, and I knew I would soon be rewarded with my first poz load, exactly how I wanted it too. Steve was talking very sexy now...very hot and honest while his hips pounded into my ass. "I am going to fucking breed you deep boy, give you my poz cum. Do you want my poz cum?" "Yes sir, please cum in me" "Good boy, here it comes". After a few more deep pushes, Steve buried deep in my ass and started cumming!!!!!! Holding my hips so very hard, making sure his cock was as deep as it could go. That is all it took for my cock to stiffen and shoot my entire load all over the sheets beneath me. Steve was panting hard, "I love fucking you Tim". I turned back to face him, his cock still in me, "I need to taste your cock Steve". He pulled out and I swung around to taste his still throbbing wet cock. Man, his cum and my ass...the most amazing thing. An hour later, after cleaning up. Steve lay behind me on the bed...slowly fucking me again as we watched a new porn. He fondled my hard cock as he slowly slid in and out of me. Steve leaned in close to me, "Tim did you always want this to happen?". I waited a few seconds and thought that over. "Yes I did. I knew from first talking to you, and seeing your pictures....your gorgeous cock...full balls...tan body, I knew I wanted you in me. Did I want your poz cum in me? That I don't know, but I wanted your bare cock in me for sure. Then when I saw you naked up close...it was all I could do to resist you. I honestly loved your thinking about poz/neg sex and love. How you could resist it and that it is both men's choice. I love that." All Steve said was "thank you" and pushed into me again and came!

I am the kind of guy who one would very hardly suspect to be a slut into raw sex, cocks and loads in the hundreds, orgies and overall an above average level of perversion and debauchery. I still remember coworkers could hardly believe me to be gay at all when I told them. I live with three gay friends and despite living with me and knowing I am on the kinky side they don't have a clue actually how much, because I naturally dont look like hardcore sex is so often in my mind. It's not even "hiding" something, it comes natural to me to act like this And to be honest, I love that. The thought of people around me thinking I am a pretty ordinary guy, not even suspecting I not only think about being a hole for multiple men more often than not, used and filled with cum, but I already realized some of it and I am constantly trying to push my limit further and further down the rabbit hole makes me horny. Sometimes I may be chatting with the roommates like nothing but I have a plug inside my hole to keep it well trained. So, a couple days ago I was talking with a regular of mines and the topic surfaced. To my surprise, he told me he would find it hotter if at some point I'd become so unashamed and unapologetic of a slut that I dont even "hide" it and instead talk and behave as such (not in EVERY context of course. He knows it cant be done all the time and with everyone. He just meant with those close enough to me or when the situation allows it). Now, the discussion about what those contexts mean and are is way too complex and serious. Consider i oversimplified a lot the conversation with my regular. But I am asking you: what do you find hotter? a total and shameless slut that looks like and acts ordinary guy or a total and shameless slut that is glaringly and very openly a shameless slut? I described the thing from my point of view of a bottom, but I'm interested in what you think of it applied to tops and vers too

We were sitting in the waiting area at the Court’s Office of Citizen Services when our number came up and pointed us to booth 3. I was using my lunch hour and was dressed in one of my favorite silk 3-piece suits with a bright red silk bow tie. Joey, my husband of two months, had been running and was in tight shiny green spandex running shorts and a nylon running singlet. He had been resting his hand on my thigh while we waited, and the introvert in me was happy I had chosen trousers with a looser fit than usual, and a dark color. I in my own fashion had three of my fingers deep into his rectum, and the spandex was no concealer, but we both prefer me up in him, so we coped. We both stood up and approached the booth, behind which sat a bulky man in his 50’s. Good afternoon, he said. Good afternoon, I said. My whore wife Joey smiled and folded his hands over his crotch and his useless joke-penis, still making a small bulge in his shorts. My name is Mr. Coles. My name is Andrew Thorne, and this is my husband Joseph Thorne-McArdle. What can I do for the two of you? I would like to sponsor Joey for the rape waiver. Mr. Coles looked up with pointed curiosity and said, gravely, "Since the rape waiver was only passed into law this year, the court has asked me to ensure that it is clearly explained and that a blank form 7493 be filled out in my presence and with my assistance. You do understand that if your application is approved, Joey’s legal right to report rape, accuse others of rape, and to testify in court against his alleged rapists will be terminated?" Of course I understood the law. My law firm had drafted the legislation, and our lobbying subsidiary had "convinced" a majority of our state’s legislators to pass it. While it was clear to the public that false allegations of rape by nymphomaniacs were clogging the courts and besmirching the reputations of men whose only crime was to enjoy planting their seed deep in willing holes, I had my own perverse and joyous reasons for pouring my firm’s energy into the law. As an alpha top, I am wronged and offended every day by every jurisdiction that gives faggots equal rights in the face of my superiority. I built my body to be twice the size of any faggot. My fucker dick never gives me peace and was clearly god-made to inseminate, and Joey is clearly made to be a hole for my and other alphas’ pleasure. As for the rape-waiver law, while the general public embraced the legislation as a chance to slut-shame, I was equally sure that the nymphomaniac population would benefit from this 365-day open season on them that would definitely invite more men to see them as easy prey. Our governor, who had an uncanny ability to keep his political profile and his profile as a submissive ganging bareback power bottom completely separated, ultimately saw the bill’s advantages and very little lubrication was required to get him to sign it into law. Joey looked up at me to get his cue, and after seeing me nod in confirmation, Joey unfolded his hands and put them on his ass and also nodded in confirmation that he was fully aware of what was happening. After Mr. Coles had us fill out our names, addresses and other identification information, he asked us for our marriage license. Now were the marriage vows mutual, or was there a vow of obedience? Joey said, I took a vow to obey my husband in all things. Good boy, I said almost inaudibly to Joey, though Mr. Coles’ smirk made it clear that I was louder than I intended to be. Then your signature will be sufficient as the primary spouse. If you had taken mutual vows, then the testimony of at least ten men or ten positive SAEKs (Sexual Assault Evidence Kits) would have been required to confirm that the subject of the proposed rape waiver, in this case Joey, had voluntarily and indiscriminately opened itself up and in effect become in effect an ungovernable public space. If you have such documentation with you, that would speed up the process. In truth Mr Coles, before I was Joey’s husband, I was (and remain) his pimp. I did assemble ten of his best clients and have brought their completed form 749157 as part of my package. This morning at 5am, I had Joey reach out to his 10 favorite clients (to demonstrate that he was not coerced) for a rapid mass insemination event, one of several situations specifically cited in the law as permissible evidence that a public hole no longer needed nor deserved legal protection from acting on its calling. Mr Coles inspected the supplementary form 749157s and began to enter their ID numbers into the system. I’m just doing a quick check, it’s possible that I could expedite this application if, ah yes, excellent! I see that we have sperm for each of these men on file. Each of them has been registered and confirmed as a witness with court standing. Now Joey, are you willing to submit to a cavity inspection? Joey rubbed his butt through his tight shiny shorts and paused. I put my hand on his butt in encouragement and to see whether any of the sperm forced into his ass before breakfast had crusted. Joey, no need to be shy, I am sure Mr Coles has worked here long enough to know his craft. Actually, said Mr Coles, I only started here when the law went into effect this summer on a work release program from Pineville. I had served 7 of my 10 year sentence for ejaculating in a supposedly unwilling slut. No way that slut was unwilling, he had a very cummy hole before I ever entered it let alone contributed. I have to say, I knew who you were when you walked in Mr Thorpe. I wrote to you from prison when I read about what you were doing, and I am very appreciative that you added the work-release amendment to the law. I laughed, not having made the connection before now, but vividly remembered his letter. That letter had been critical to my ability to convince many of the legislators. It was one of my best illustrations of the principle that while rape law is critical for helping protect the honor of chaste and honorable vulnerable women and passive men in our society, that there truly is a type of whore who is so sexually driven to crave dicks, that the rape law is only a weapon against men who give them exactly what they crave. Now, Joey, since you have agreed to a cavity search, the last thing for me to ask you before I conduct the procedure is to get a verbal confirmation that the cavity search would provide forensic support for your husband’s application. Joey, torn between a desire to appear modest and a greater desire to be freed from expectations of honor that were impossible for him to meet, blushed and said, I can confirm that I goaded 10 men into releasing their sperm into my anus this morning and that I used a butt plug to ensure minimal leakage. I could feel this batter bounce around inside of me on my run this morning. I am prepared to remove the butt plug and squirt out the necessary evidence. Mr Coles said, do you consent to being filmed during the procedure? The more I can substantiate the evidence, the more quickly I can add you to the rape waiver database, perhaps even before you leave. He will obey your request. Any objection to me filming the test with my cell phone? I’d like to live broadcast it to my clientele and also have a personal memo of today. That is PERFECTLY fine with me, laughed Mr Coles. After the cameras were in place, I pulled over a seat, pulled Joeys butt up over my lap, and removed his shorts and butt plug. Mr Coles picked up the testing instrument, inserted it slowly into Joey’s anus, stirred it around, and then placed it in the reader. Mr Thorne, we have about five minutes before the test is complete. Do you mind if I show Joey my office? I don’t expect to take long. I smiled and said Not at all. I need to make a few phone calls. As I saw Joey and Mr Coles turn the corner, I could tell that Joey was already stroking Mr Coles and Mr Coles was guiding Joey via his hand on Joey’s cum-logged shorts. I had commissioned a bespoke present for Joey as a celebration for his new status as unrapable - Code UR. A tanner I knew had taken measurements for a new device that was half harness/half sling. While it was perfectly fitted to Joey, Joey could be harnessed to the front of any man such that Joey’s body would be against the man’s chest and his ass would be positioned perfectly to contain the man’s cock. I was very happy when the tanner said it was ready for pickup. I then called the Pineville warden and asked him whether the rape unit was ready for their special visitor. I knew in my dick that my little bitch was going to successfully complete the process. Warden Jezz confirmed that he had effected our plans, discussed while my little Joey was running the baby batter into a lather. As I finished my call, I could see Mr. Coles popping Joey’s shorts back up over his butt as they rounded the corner, wet stains on Mr Coles’ crotch and Joey’s already soaked shorts. The timer went off on the testing device. Mr Coles loaded the results to the computer, and the computer screen showed the pictures of the ten men who had banged loads into him in our garden this morning before breakfast. An additional three men, all policemen, were also pictured. Joey blushed and said that he had stopped in the men’s bathroom at the park during his run. The evidence substantiated, and Mr Coles having not only tested but gotten a live demonstration of Joey’s hopeless degeneration in Mr Coles office, Mr Coles asked how I would like to have Joey registered. I selected the publicly searchable database on the agency website, and I also selected a chip inserted right under UR QR code tattoo right over his coccyx. That would come later. Mr Coles stamped the application as being approved, and Joey was ushered to the court, where the judge promptly removed his rights to be a party to any court actions concerning allegations of rape.

If I smell anything remotely similar in the air, I get instantly hard and horny. They’re a trigger for good sex. I love using them and find the sex so intense when it’s with another popper aficionado

As a dedicated cum dump, it’s all in the psyche! My job is to serve the top with my holes and make sure he gets off and enjoys a horny encounter. I guess the proof of that for most guys is a hot spunky load in their ass. I have to say whilst I love a hot cum load the fact that top has chosen to get his raw dick inside me is the biggest inspiration for carrying on and wanting more. That’s one of the reasons I love going to Gran Canaria and serving in one of the dark rooms ass up! The fact that guys walk along the line sticking their dicks in every hole is an absolute turn on and some choose that your hole to spunk inside. What could be better!?

I appreciate this space. While I have been hit with the ‘harm to the community’ penalty a couple times, I respect the decision. It’s complicated walking the line between a space to explore fetishes and making the space accessible. I also commend rawtop for navigating all the legal complexities of operating a site accessible to so many countries. While I do not support censorship in any form, I would favor a degree of censorship to keep the lights on over the site going dark. Also a thank you to the moderators for your support ❤️.

Dear friends, for us Europeans being also involved in intern American politics, because we are part of NATO, the only good vote is for Harris. She is smart, she knows what she is talking about, she respect the law and she is genuine. Ok she is a women so what???? In the past their where brilliant women leading states nothing wrong with that. Harris is there for all people of America no matter what color or race or gender. When voting for Trump is meaning more division between races. Please do not forget you are ," The United States of America", vote for staying United, vote for unison and peace, go voting and vote for Harris. Do the right thing, for yourself and for generations to come.

I'm over 60 and have 3 regular fuckbuds. A 25 yo, Asian poz bottom, a 50 year old married Indian bottom who cheats on his husband and a 22 year old versatile black guy with a nice 7.5" dick. I have sex at least 2x per week, always bareback and always satisfying

love them. I get really piggy on them, especially in sex clubs. and like seeing bottoms huffing in porn, especially poppers training videos. thanks to them, they turned me from a total top to a vers top.

I think every relationship is different and human relationships are complex. My wife found evidence of my interests in men a few years ago, asked if I was gay. I told her honestly you lost sexual interest in me so if someone else wants to suck it. I go for it. That ended the conversation. More recently, I was horned up and moody and she could tell. She just told me go out and get what you need. I no longer feel getting off with a guy is cheating. She has some knowledge and just closes to look the other way. She also knows I still love her deeply and no one competes against her that way. I thinks it's cheating if you are taking something away from the relationship and giving that something to another person. She can careless about my cock, so that goes to someone else, my heart stays at home.

A couple of days ago a guy texted me on Telegram. He wanted to fuck each other since he realised I was versatile. He was a nice bear with fury chest and not too big but nice cock. I clarified with him that only bb is acceptable for me. He didn’t have problem. When we tried to finalise the date, he said only Saturday morning worked for him. I don’t like weekend mornings because I am in still in a party or already sleep (or still😂). Since I had two dates in Friday night I asked for Thursday evening. It was okay for him but only with his boyfriend. It was another bearish guy with no hair which is not my favourite. On the other hand, he had an impressive cock. He was also versatile and bb was okay for him. I arrived at their home around 7 pm. It was a nice flat in a less nice neighbourhood but I wasn’t there to make an environmental study. The guy, I chatted was nice, his bf not too handsome and a bit cold. After a short chitchat about my nipple piercing and brand new tattoo (unfortunately not a ☣️one) we went to their bedroom. In the first round we were kissing and playing with each other’s cock. I started to suck the handsome guy first but he went to my tool soon and while he was sucking I sucked his bf. His cock was ideally big, I could perfectly deep throat him. The first guy tongue wandered to my hole soon and I felt the bf’s hand there too. I pushed my ass into his hand making clear that my hole was hungry for a cock. They charged their places and the bf shoved his cock in me. The handsome guy pulled my head onto his cock. I enjoyed being spitroasted but it didn’t last too long because the handsome went behind his bf and shoved his coke in him. We were fucking in this position for quite long when a short break came. My cock was rock hard and wanted to put a hole immediately what I stated. The bf turned to his back , legs lifted offering his already fucked hole. I was in him quickly and started to fuck him hard. The handsome sneaked behind me and my favourite came. Staying in the middle, fucking and being fucked in the same time. It was so intense that the handsome started to cum and deposited his load in my hole. Then I tuned my back and the bf nodded to show him my freshly cummy hole. Who can resist this? He was immediately in me and fucked me very intensely until he added his load to his beloved’s dose. My rockhard cock showed clearly to the ceiling. The bf stayed in me and was moving slowly while the handsome was sucking me. He became more intense and I said if I could have some sniffles of their poppers I will come. They were curious of the show so let me grab my cock. After a deep sniff and some jerks I produced a huge shower of cum. The bf started to pull his cock out respecting the typical (and let me say for me hateful) bottom behaviour, nos sex, especially anal after the bottom has come. But there’s no situation I refuse any cocks. So, I grabbed his hips and roughly pull him back. I saw his face the mixture of surprise and excitement and he started to fuck me like no tomorrow. Both of us were moaning loudly when his voice became horrific and blew another huge dose in my hole. It was an unexpectedly hot evening and I was satisfied driving home with three doses in my ass. I tried to absorb as much as I could, but later in the night I was badly eager to be fisted that I rode my almost biggest dildo and tried to self fist fuck myself. During this play some drops of the rest were lost 😞 (I almost could, my failure was not because my tight hole because it was open as fuck. Maybe I must figure out the technique how to reach my hole fully in the most comfortable way.)

Good boy, as a Breeding Daddy I appreciate boys who present their holes in public for seeding. I get real horny when they don’t even turn round to see who’s fucking them. For you boys it’s all about raw cocks flooding your ass with hot sperm - keep taking the loads

BREEDING THE CUMDUMP I had a message from a 28 bi lad asking if I was open for loads. When I told him yes he told me to be ready in 10 mins as he was on his way. He had clearly been before and just needed to use the local cumdump as his human fleshlight. I was ass up on the bed in my jock, harness and pup hood with my hole lubed and plugged ready for use. I fucking love letting complete strangers slide inside me, no question asked, when they need to cum. He turned up as planned and made his way to the bedroom. He simply unzipped his jacket, undid his jeans and pushed his boxers down to his knees. He was wanking his boner when he gently removed my butt plugged and slid his dick inside me. It was clear he just needed to fuck an easy hole and loose his load. He grabbed my hips and got to work using my hole. This lads dick felt right at home inside my cunt, so I passed him my phone and asked him to show me what he could see. He recorded 30 seconds of his dick fucking the local cumdump! When he had done he threw the phone onto the bed and got back to work n loading the cumdump. I was clenching his pounding dick with my ass muscles and it wasn’t long before I was rewarded with this hot lads cummy load deep in my cunt. The pace quickened and he released hot spunk inside me. He grabbed the pen and tagged my ass as he pulled out. I was left , used and dripping as he left in total silence!

1. I sat frozen staring at my phone as the pictures came in one after the other. I was in shock. When I’d seen the notification my boyfriend had texted me I never in a million years would have said these would be the photos he’d sent. I looked at the first image again incredulously. My cute usually innocent seeming boyfriend was kneeling on the floor, completely naked, a huge grin on his face and a massive cock resting on his chin, a string of spit connecting its tip to his lips. Then the message “I’m sorry to tell you like this babe, but Sir said it was the only way,” came through. I blinked at the message unseeingly. Sir? Who the hell was that? What the hell was he doing sucking someone else’s cock? We didn’t have an open relationship. “Sir said that if I didn’t show you what a slut for his cock I am that he wouldn’t breed me.” What on earth was he talking about? Breed him? We only fucked with condoms and now some man was going to breed him. Then the first video came. It was shot from in front of my boyfriend’s face. He was laying on his chest, his face turned up into the camera, his eyes locked on the lens. Behind him a big hulking man, his face out of frame, lined up his raw cock with my boyfriend’s upturned ass. I couldn’t see it sink into his hole but I could tell what was happening by the look of pleasure on my boyfriend’s face. A smile broke across his face, his eyes closed for a moment, and he groaned. “Fuck, you’re so fucking thick Sir. That feels so good! Please breed me Sir!” “That’s right boy, my big raw cock feels better than you boyfriends little wrapped dick doesn’t it,” asked the furry monster forcing his dick into my boyfriend’s hole. “Yes Sir! Yours is so much better.” The video ended. A few moments later another text came through. “I’m sorry babe. I know this must hurt, but I need it. I need Sir’s cock and this was the only way he would breed me.” I didn’t know what to do. I just sat there with my phone in my hand. Then after a long moment, I watched the video again…and again… and again. Around the fourth time through I noticed my cock was hard and wet spot was starting to form in my shorts. I was turned on by the idea of my boyfriend getting bred raw. But more than that I was turned on seeing the big hairy beast of a man pumping behind him and hearing his rough voice. I’d always considered myself more of a top but seeing the look of bliss that overtook my boyfriend’s face and the man slid inside him I found myself wondering what it would be like to take him myself. I watched the man’s wide shoulder settle into place as he pushed his cock inside my boyfriend, his hairy pecs rise and fall with each thrust, his nipples pert and pink standing out from the dark hair swirling around them. After silence from my boyfriend for almost thirty minutes another video came in. The camera now held by the man my boyfriend was calling Sir, it showed my boyfriend on his back with his legs held apart, his cock soft but leaking precum onto his stomach and a wide fat throbbing raw cock sliding in and out of his hole. The man slammed into my boyfriend over and over making him moan and shriek. “Breed me Sir! Please! I need it! I need to feel you cum inside me again! Its all I can think about.” “Yeah, you liked it when I bred you and sent you back to your boyfriend all those times didn’t you? You liked making a cuck out of him didn’t you boy?” “Yes Sir! It was so hot knowing your load was inside me and he had no idea!” “How do you feel now he knows, now that he’s seen was a horny cumdump you are?” “I feel so good! Now I can be your cumdump all the time!” “Good boy, look in the camera and tell your boyfriend what you are.” The camera panned up from my boyfriend’s hole to his face. He was sweaty and slack jawed, his eyes even seemed slightly out of focused. He was lost in a horny haze when he looked into the camera and said, “I’m Sir’s faggot cumdump. My hole belongs to him. I belong to him. I’m his boy. I need his loads.” “Good boy, now take your reward.” The camera moved quickly back down as the man let out a roar and his cock pulsed several times before he rammed fully inside my boyfriend’s hole. “Breed my cunt,” my boyfriend shouted. He’d never called his hole a cunt before, I was shocked and even more turned on. “This hole is mine now,” the man growled and the video ended. For a moment I just sat there, my underwear completely soaked through with precum. Then I noticed another text from my boyfriend. “I’m so sorry babe. I’m sorry that you’re finding out like this, but I had to. I’m sorry but it’s over. I’m Sir’s now.” I didn’t know how to respond. I just restarted the video and watched partly out of anger and shock, partly out of jealously that this man was breeding my boyfriend (well, I guess now ex-boyfriend), and partly out of jealously of how good it must feel to be fucked by that monster. After probably ten more minutes another text came. This time it was from a number I didn’t know. “He’s mine now faggot,” read the text, which was quickly followed by a picture of my now ex. He was standing completely naked with his hands behind his back. His head had been shaved down to a fine stubble, and around his neck hung a thick metal chain with a big silver lock resting on his chest. The shaved head was so shocking that I didn’t notice for a moment the black plastic cage that now trapped his cock. In ten minutes by ex had gone from a cute vanilla seeming college senior to a full on owned sub sex pig. It was hot!

I was trying a different motel for cumdump just outside of Little Rock. It had been a pretty boring night and only gotten 2 loads. I fell asleep after the last guy left. I woke up suddenly with a hard cock being shoved in me and then a cock being shoved in my mouth. Wasn’t the cleanest cock I’ve ever sucked. One of the guys told me they knew what the open door meant and they had seen the last guy leave. Not sure how long it took but they spit roasted me, alternating ATM until each had sum in me and I had sucked then clean. Both cocks were just a hair above average and both got hard. One of them left a huge load. After then finished, I laid there with cum leaking out of me with blindfold still on. They both showered and as they left one said careful about leaving door open, the homeless will take advantage. This time I made sure the door was locked. Popped my doxy, picked up and left. Wonder which of the homeless hanging out were the guys who had just used me. This is the third time in 4 years something like this has happened. That’s why only thing that goes into motel is me my blindfold and a burner phone, a handful of towels and lube.

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!”

Just curious for those of us in relationships of any kind, whether just dating or married, how many cheat and how do you not feel bad about it? my current partner has cheated on the past but has been to my knowledge faithful. (i unknowingly go through his phone. ) yesterday however, i was on sniffies out of pure curiosity and ended up letting some college kid cum in my hole understall on campus. i feel horrible but i also want to do it again. any tips for having the best of both worlds?

My ex did that to me all the time, so I fully conentrated on fulfiling his needs. He would even make me cum first even if we had three or four tops over and my cum was always lube for the first cock into me.

in the Bunker bar rimming event. A hairy stud with a curved long cock slid in me as I was eating a hairy gash in a sling. I drilled down on his cock and took his load. Like a gent he then rode me. I cam pretty quick. After a drink at the bar, we revisited the gash in the sling, taking turns. I shot a second load and left. As I got dressed, his jizz started to leak out. never taken such a curved cock before - that's all I want now.

I am obsessed with melting resistance into full on submission, especially when it ends with a neg bottom begging for conversion and knowing full well he won't take any steps to stop it ☣️💦

The thing if you're in a relationship with a women is that a lot don't understand men and sex. Some get it, but many don't. A lot of my past gf didn't like me wanking, and other guys tell me it's the same for them. If I was asked to give number one relationship advice to straight women I'd tell them let your guy wank. Don't worry about it. It's normal, all guys do it to let off steam. Making a big deal out of it means your guy feels repressed, and he's not going to stop doing it anyway. But he'll do it less now it's got to be secret so now he's getting horny more and starting to think about all kinds of stuff he'd like to try, and we get in to a lot more trouble when we're horny.

Me too. Although I'm 100% top when it comes to penetration, and I never pullout, I do love sucking cock and I always opt for any rewards that cock could give my thirsty throat.

Definitely horny and let's say it, intense. Knowing it was his first experience with male sex, our mutual trust, the fact he let me enter bare with no fear (I'm poz, undetectable but generally hetero men feel fear when facing practice, despite science theory). It has meant and still means a lot, happened around these days in 2022. We were best friends and co-workers then, and it drastically changed. Not friends any more, ever more... We are PARTNERS. Still feeling proud to have introduced him to male sex and he enjoys, but at the beginning of it all I was scared that everything could unrecoverably break down. It happened in the positive way.

I hardly label myself when talking about politics, but I'm scared. Very scared. I am strongly in favor of "diversity equity inclusion" stuff, but my horrible sensation is that we are being USED by both parties: left side for a propaganda, right side for the other. I feel like both are pulling my feet, and causing me pain. To explain it better, even not approving the choice, I perfectly understand why many LGBT, people with disabilities, black, and so on... prefer to address themselves toward conservatives rather than the opposite. It's the paradox of choosing someone who use hate for propaganda and then in the end might not even care about us, rather than voting for someone who uses us, says a lot of good words, then sit down and change nothing (or change things slowly, wasting time discussing). I was just talking about this with a friend who is totally blind. We were talking about tech related topics, the eternal debate "open and closed, free or paid, AI or not AI". It's endless. And my friend reported that they find too many "left-oriented" folks saying "let's fill AI with fake news and make it useless so people stops polluting and wasting water for that bullshit. Let's boycott blah blah blah" but I have seen it with my eyes, how AI tech and "big tech" in general, give quick help to people with disabilities. So my friend said "how could I trust 'free-oriented' people if they then give me fewer help? I won't because I reason differently but my instinct would bring me to vote to the right where I have the illusion they do something". I personally don't hate DEI policies, I hate how they are adopted! No sense in selling pride-related gadgets in June, sending social network posts, hashtags and webinars all around, if then the gay/poz/whatever person is bullied at work for some reason. Useless to create a women-friendly policy when men look at the woman's butt when she bends down to pick up a product from the vending machine. Inclusion is not made by inventing the stories about thousands of queer characters where they have basically nothing to do with the plot, or having a black woman interpreting the role of a Caucasian character. Or worse, "just gay actors can play the role of gay characters". I'm a writer, a damned amateur writer. I'm sighted, HIV positive, attracted by men. Someone should explain why despite being sighted I couldn't write about blind. Or being HIV poz I couldn't impersonate a neg character, or talking about a man-woman affair, despite being partnered to a man. I never choose to enter the commercial circle because I don't want my own creativity to be ruled. Because inclusion and equity for me is a deeper battle, intersectional. And real intersectionalism can't be made by marketing and propaganda. It need empathy with no doubt, but empathy is useless without culture, awareness and education. Human rights are not a card to play and to bet on. My 2 cents. P.S. - to make what i mean a little clearer, I bring up an example based on entertainment. Netflix Spanish tv show "Breathless", based on medical plots. There are 4 LGBT characters, two men and two women; in Spain it's 18 years they have same sex marriage and families so, we could say, "they would be treated like other families". NO. Spoilers... The two gays meet in a chems related party, one is a doctor and the other is addicted to substances and has contracted all possible sti's in this world, HIV included. The two women, one is pregnant and her partner then leaves her just before birth. And then kidnaps her newborn baby... Many LGBT folks feel represented by this kind of stories, and I don't. It's surreal. It seems that to satisfy a large public, they feed representation and stereotypes at the same time! So they cause extreme reactions "better nothing than this". And in more serious matters the risk is the same, and it's just behind the corner.

45yr old bear here. Decent 5-6" cock, good girth. Formerly athletic and in shape guy with a body that's gone to seed (60lbs overweight), but working to get back in better shape (gym, eating better, no alcohol, walking). Been fucking men for about 15yrs now. I don't really categorize my sexuality, I don't really date, I just like fucking hole. First time was in London. I connected with @NWLondoncumdumpuk on here, and I took the train over. We got naked, I sucked him, he sucked me and I blew my load down his throat. I wanted to fuck him, wanted to see if he'd drink my piss and chew on my asshole but I was too nervous. Since then I've mainly connected with guys on BBRTS or back when Craigslist had ads. Mainly travelers in town who wanted a load or two pumped up their shitters. One guy was whoring out his boyfriend and I fucked him and made the boyfriend clean my cock. All raw of course. I gravitate towards more piggy sex. I'm a masculine top and like a bottom to be desperate and willing to tongue fuck my hole (love a good rim chair) and swallow my piss cum and spit. I'm not there for love, just to express my piggy self. And men let me do that. Some women have been interested in getting throat fucked or drinking my spit or chewing on my hole and me feeding my cum back to them on my fingers. But men, gay men in particular, beg for it. And that's what I like, and why I'm here.

Long time listener, first time caller. Decided to give back with this story. So i hope your enjoy. Cody had always been a bottom, and a particularly slutty one at that and he loved the feeling of a hard cock sliding into him, the sensation of being filled, the power of submission. Today, he had ventured out to the local sauna, on the outskirts of the city a place known for its liberal attitudes and steamy encounters. The sauna was busy, the air thick with steam and the scent of sweat and desire, walking in, his eyes scanning the room, he spotted an assortment of older thick and muscular men, hair slick from the saunas steam, sitting on the benches. Cody approached taking a seat close by, his heart pounding with nervious energy and anticipation. The dimly lit room was filled with the scent of sweat and sex, a heady mix that made his cock twitch in his tight jockstrap which at this point he regretted wearing as it didnt allow his cock to reach its full potential and it was begining to become unformfortable. He'd heard whispers about this place, a sauna where rules were flexible, and condoms were optional. Was he was ready to indulge in his darkest desires was this the night? A burly, tattooed man was the first to approach him, his eyes locked onto Cody's. "First time here?" Intoroducing himself as Jake as his voice could be surely hear across and throught the steam room. Cody nodded, licking his lips nervously. "Want to have some fun?" Cody grinned with excited nerves, "I'm always up for a good time." Jake's hands found their way to Cody's ass, squeezing it roughly. "You like it rough, don't ya, boy?" Cody moaned, "Sir. I love it however its given, but rough is okay." Jake chuckled, "Good. You okay if we play raw?" Cody's eyes widened, but his cock throbbed at the thought. "I. i. .i.i.i.i.i..... ok, i can take it," he spoke shakily and unsure of his words as he, popped open a bottle of poppers and inhaled deeply, that invincible feeling of greed washing over him. Jake undressed, revealing a thick, uncut cock which Cody dropped to his knees, eager to taste it he sucked too eagerly in his popperes haze gagging as it hit the back of his throat in uncontrolled motion however Jake grunted taking it as a sign, "That's it, slut. Take it all." After a few minutes, Jake pulled Cody up and bent him over a nearby bench and then pushed a unknown number of fingers way too hard into his dry now sore ass. Cody called out, "Fuck, easy that stretch is ripping me, please help me out can you use some lube at least." Jake ignored the request and whilst he could have easily obliged he knew the slut was good for it, adding a finger, scissoring them to prepare for his cock. Jake threw poppers down infront of Cody and then replaced his fingers with his cock, pushing into Cody's ass with one smooth thrust. Cody gasped, "Fuck, you're big." Jake laughed, "You can take it, slut just hit those poppers deep and shut up, take my cock." Cody hit the poppers hard some splashing burning the inside of his nose but still moaned. Jake pounded into Cody, his balls slapping against Cody's ass causing him to feel every inch of Jake's cock, the pleasure building inside him. Using his head to prop himself up reached down to grab his own cock, but Jake grabbed him before he got to it, not even sure if he was still hard or giving into being a bottom "Not yet, slut. You come after I do." Jake fucked Cody hard, his grunts filling the room. Cody could feel Jake's cock swelling inside him, and then Jake was coming, filling Cody's ass with his hot cum. He hadnt even asked for his status before they started it all happened so quick. After pulling out, the the cooling air and vacant feeling along with the cum leaking out of his ass provided much need releif from what he had just taken up his now sore hole. Reaching back he scooped some of the cum, hesitating momentarily before bringing it to his lips, then moaning at the taste. This was all happing so fast almost out of instinctive nature, he hadnt thought to do it or intended like when jacking off at home, was he now a slut? Jake wasn't the only one who'd noticed Cody as a crowd had gathered, their cocks hard and ready. An unknown man spoke first "I guess if someone else isnt going to then it must be my turn," his voice commanding. Flipping his towel down by Codys head, revealed a long, thick cock. He pushed Cody to his knees, allowing him to get signifacantly spun on poppers once again before fucking his face until gagging and that panic set in. After a few short but brutal minutes he was back up on the bench and turned around, pushed down onto his hands and knees with a cock pressing against his ass. He was surprisingly loose or the poppers were doing the job as the invading cock was sliding in, filling Cody completely moaining for the bennefit of his audience "Fuck, yes. Give it to me." The man obliged, fucking Cody hard and fast. He fucked Cody until he was ready to burst, and then he without ceremony came, filling Cody's ass with his second RAW load for the night. The night went on like this, with Cody taking cock after cock, each one filling him, using him, and coming inside him. He lost count of how many times he was filled, but he knew it was double digits and that he was high on poppers, his ass sore and filled to a point where there was no stopping the slow flow back out of his ass and he didn't care. He loved it. Maybe thirty minutes later after what could have been the seventeenth of twenty seventh load a man approach him but this was different. He was older, his body lean and muscular with a tattoo of a red ribbon on his arm, a symbol he kind of recognized. The man stood next to him softly asked "You taking ALL loads tonight slut or you just picking the good clean, boy?" his voice cold. Cody nodded, "Tonight! Yes, sir. I'm a slut." Tom smiled, a cruel twist of his lips. "Good. Because i have something for you that will make you a slut forever, and I'm gonna fill your ass with my cum." Hesitating, but only for a moment. He hit the poppers five times over and got sky high, his ass sore and filled with srangers cum already, but the amyl clouded his thoughts and taking a poz load was intoxicating. He nodded, "Do it. Fill me up." Tom revealed a thick, veiny cock with a reverse PA piercing that made his cock look agressive and signaled the kinky, dominating POZ monster he was preparing to unleash. Cody on his hands and knees and pushed his ass onto the invading cock, sliding in easily but uttering the words "Fuck, you're big." Tom laughed. Tom fucked slowly, his cock sliding in and out of Cody's ass slowly enjoying his time with the thick juicy ass before him. Allowing his slut to feel every ridge, every vein. Tom fucked Cody until he was ready to burst, not even asking or calling out he just came, filling Cody's ass with his hot, poz cum, pulled out, dissapeared into the steam and out the door before he could turn back around which made his feel used, dirty and turned on. The crowd had gone from within the steam room as he stayed there on all fours trying to entice anyone who lurked in the corners or were to walk it, with the thought parhaps he had fucked everyone in the sauna. Getting up and walking around revealed it was indeed still very busy (maybe taking that last load scared others away he wondered) before deciding to take a piss as he passed the bathrooms on the upper level. Entering the bathrooms awell-built man was standing still at the urinal. His shaved head and thick beard caught Cody's attention immediately. As Cody approached, he noticed the man was playing with his soft cock, idly wanking at the urinal. The thought crossed Cody's mind: Was he into piss play, or was he just enjoying himself? "You ever been pissed on before?" The deep, husky voice of the stranger pulled Cody out of his thoughts. He shook his head, his body tensing with anticipation. "No," he admitted. "Never." A slow, seductive smile spread across the man's face, his hand moving on his cock. "Well, tonight could be your night," he purred, his fingers lightly stroking the length of his shaft, causing it to harden and grow thick and erect before Cody's eyes. Cody couldn't help but feel his own cock stirring in response to the sight before him. He watched, mesmerized, as the stranger continued to stroke himself and without being asked, felt himself bending at the knees, squatting to the floor eyes widened in shock as he realized what was about to happen as few loads spit out of his hole onto the floor from his own earlier excapades. He opened his mouth, his tongue sticking out slightly as the stranger's piss flowed out, hitting Cody's face and mouth, the warmth of the liquid surprised him, but he found himself moaning, his body responding to the sensation. He could taste the saltiness of piss, could feel it hitting his tongue and knew he was instantly hooked. As the stranger continued to empty his bladder onto his face and chest, he took long hits of poppers, becoming slutty and submissive with each inhalation, his hands moved to his own cock, stroking it in rhythm with the man's pissing. By the time the stranger had finished, Cody was begging for more however all the stranger had to offer was to suck on his softening cock which he eagerly complied, his lips and tongue working in tandem to clean the man's cock of any remaining traces of piss. As Cody continued to suck and lick at the man's cock, he could feel the stranger's fingers entwining in his hair, pulling him closer and deeper onto his shaft as he moaned around the cock in his mouth, his own cock now leaking precum, joining the wet spot on the floor beneath him. The stranger's other hand moved to Cody's ass, expertly fingering his once tight hole causing him to gasped around the cock in his mouth, his body trembling with pleasure. He could feel the man's fingers penetrating him deeper and very easy with each thrust. Finally, the stranger pulled his cock from Cody's mouth, a wicked grin spreading across his face "You ready to feel my cock inside you, slut?" He growled, his fingers still working their magic on his hole. Nodding eagerly, his eyes wide and filled with lust and with a sharp thrust, the stranger replaced his fingers, plunging his thick, hard cock deep into Cody's ass. The stranger didn't relent, fucking Cody hard and fast, their bodies slapping together with each thrust. As the stranger continued to pound into Cody, his hand moved back to his own cock, stroking it in time with his thrusts finally joining in on the fun. The man's thrusts grew more and more erratic, his breaths coming out in ragged gasps 'Take my poz load' he called out then before he could say a word or anything the final thrust, exploded deep inside the Cody, filling him with not his first for the night hot, sticky POZ load. As the stranger pulled out, Cody's own cock erupted, covering the floor beneath him with his own hot NEG, sticky load. (for now) He collapsed onto the floor of the bathroom, the stranger's cum now dripping out of his ass. As he caught breaths, the stranger knelt down beside Cody, his hand moving to gently stroke Cody's hair. "You did good, slut, im not on meds right now but i dont think you really care" he whispered, his voice filled with approval. Cody could only smile up at the man, his body still trembling with pleasure as he knew then and there that this wouldn't be the last time he found himself in the sauna, seeking to satisfy his new found kink for piss play and POZ sex.

My first experience with water sports wasn’t planned at all. I was being fucked by a 3 guys in a sling room at a bathhouse here in Sydney and a 4th guy came into the sling room and proceeded to fist me very slowly. I’d been getting fucked by the first three guys for what seemed like quite a long time that evening…and all of the alcohol I consumed at the bars on Oxford Street, prior to playing at this bathhouse, was ready to be released. As the fourth continued to fist me, I pissed all over myself, aimed my cock at each guy and pissed all over them, aimed my cock at myself and tried to piss over my head but it ended up in my eyes…etc. I’ve always loved the smell of dried piss, I don’t know why but I can’t go to urinal at pub without the caramelly scent getting me hard. I want to roll around in it like a cat that has discovered the bag of catnip. After the four guys fucked and fisted me, I allowed my piss to dry on my body so I could smell it as I continued my cruising at the bath’s “maze” and dark room.

6. “Keep sniffing those poppers,” Alec said, “I’ll get my phone and text Frank that we’ve got a surprise for him. Toby held my wrist keeping the bottle pressed to my nose as Alec found his pants and pulled his phone out of his pocket. I was instantly flying. My mind buzzed as my vision closed down to a tiny circle before bursting back into amazing technicolor. Heat flooded my body. My hole twitched. I felt the sticky wetness of the loads that I had already taken. My cock immediately started leaking, and I was desperate for more. “Here, put this on, those boxers are terrible,” Alec said tossing a black pair of underpants at me. “I told Frank we had a surprise for him and he said he’d be up in a few. I hope you’re ready for what’s coming.” I stood up and stripped off my shirt. I dropped my underwear, kicked them away, and picked up the underwear Alec had just given to me. It was a black jockstrap with a ribbed pouch, thick waistband, and black elastic straps that went around your legs. I stepped into the jock and pulled it on. Toby let out a low whistle. “That looks good on you. You look like a fucking slut.” I bent forward and kissed Toby, forcing my tongue roughly into his mouth. “Then its perfect,” I said, “Because I feel like a fucking slut.” “Over here but get on your knees,” Alec called from over by the front door. “I don’t want Frank to see his surprise too early. I took another big hit of the poppers, tucked the little bottle into the waist of the jock and knelt off to the side of the couch. A few moments later there came knock at the door, and still only in his briefs Alec walked over and opened it. “Hi Frank!” We heard Alec say from around the corner. “Hello boy, are you my surprise?” came Franks rough voice “No, not today… well… not at first anyway. I have a better surprise for you. You know those special poppers you gave Jack?” “Yeah. He’s such a good cock slut when he’s high on them.” “Well he’s not the only one… Matt found them and well… see for yourself.” “Your straight roommate found the poppers… holy shit!” Frank said as he came around the corner and saw me on the floor, poppers pressed to my nose, with my cock hard and leaking through the jock. “He found them when we weren’t home. When I got here he was gooned out naked and trying to finger his hole. I helped him out a little and he ended up begging me to fuck him. He’s got a load from both of us in him and he’s desperate for more.” “Is that so? Did my special poppers get you riled up boy? Did you get so horny you started experimenting? It felt good didn’t it.” “I’ve never felt so good in my life,” I said blearily. “And these boys told you about our deal so now you’re gonna finally start pulling your weight?” “Yes Sir!” I wasn’t sure why I called him Sir, but it felt right. Frank grinned and started to unbutton his shirt. I watched with an open mouth as a thick mat of dark chest hair was revealed, followed by a rim but slightly run hair covered stomach. He dropped his flannel to the floor. My mouth watered look at his big strong chest, his massive dark colored nipples, and his thick hairy arms. He looked like a cartoon stereotype of a masculine man in his early fifties, and he was so fucking hot. “It’s a good thing these two already fucked you,” Frank said, unbuttoning his pants now, “You’d never be able to take my cock otherwise, even huffing those special poppers like you are.” He dropped his pants to the floor and stepped out of them. He walked towards me in a straining pair of thin slightly yellowed brief. The old fabric was barely containing his monstrous bulge. “Now, let’s make up for lost time. Open your mouth boy.” Frank pulled down the front of his briefs and flopped out a cock so thick it didn’t seem real. It wasn’t that long, maybe slightly longer than Alec’s but it really was as fat as a beer can all the way down. The head was bulbs and pointed, a little drop of precum leaking from its tip. His pubes grew in a wild thicket around the girthy shaft and pengulus balls swung beneath it all. I took a long deep pull on the poppers, and did as Frank instructed. I opened my mouth as wide as I could. He closed the last of the distance between us, dropping his briefs as he did. He brushed my lips with his cock head, smearing them with precum before taking hold of either side of my head and pushing his cock down my throat. I chocked and spluttered trying to accommodate his girth. Toby had been a struggle with the length and Alec’s cock had really fit perfectly in my mouth but this felt impossible. My mouth was stretched wider than I ever thought it could be. I had to battle to keep me teeth away from his shaft. I gasped for air whenever I could. Spittle frothed up around my mouth and dripped off my chin. My nose was running and my eyes were watering. He just kept relentlessly fucking my face. The only times he stopped was when he told me to take another hit of poppers. I would wipe my nose and huff the little brown bottle deeply and then it would begin again. I was red eyed and sloppy when Frank pulled his cock from my throat and said, “Not bad for your first day boy. You boys have done a good job breaking him in.” I had almost forgotten Alec and Toby were still there. They were both naked again and frantically stroking their cocks watching our landlord use me for the first time. “Now it’s time to see if those loads you took from these two really did open you up enough for my cock. Let’s get you on a bed. Take me to your room.” I scrambled to my feet. My face was still dripping with spit as I lead the little group into my messy bedroom. Frank brushed clothes off my bed tossing them to the side and knocked me onto my back. I landed and my legs instinctively went up. Frank let out a low whistle of appreciation. “Fuck, you boys really did do a number on his hole. It almost looks like a proper boy cunt.” “He’s got a real fag hole for a straight boy,” Alec said grinning. “No so straight now,” said Frank getting down between my legs. He bent forward and pressed his tongue against my well fucked hole. I moaned as soon as his warm wet tongue touched my skin. His stubble tickled my skin. I grabbed my ass and pulled my cheeks apart, spreading my hole for him. He shoved his tongue roughly into my ass, digging and pressing. I groaned and squirmed as he lapped the cum up that had dribbled out of my hole. It felt amazing, and I felt so sexy. In a way I’d never felt before I felt hot. I was a sex object, something that multiple people were aroused by in that moment. It was arousing to be wanted in that way. I lifted my head up and took another hit of the poppers before cashing back into a blissful stupor. When Frank dragged his tongue from my hole and came up between my legs his face was covered in spit and cum. His chin was slick with it. He crawled up over me, spreading my legs around his wide frame, till his face was hovering over mine. He grinned down at me. “Open your mouth boy.” Obediently I opened my mouth, and was a little shocked when he spat right down my throat. Still I swallowed it almost on instinct. “Good boy. You know your place.” He bent down and kissed me roughly. I gave into his kiss and let his tongue press into my mouth. I could taste my own ass and Toby and Alec’s loads on his lips. I lapped up the mixture hungrily. As we kissed he pressed forward, slowly moving our hips together. His cock pushed against my taint, till it slid downward and caught against my slick hole. I closed my eyes and willed myself to open for him. I wanted to feel his massive shaft spread my previously tight hole wide. I wanted to be impaled on this beast’s cock. I wanted him to fuck me till he filled my guts with his hot load. “Please, Frank,” I breathed, “Fuck me.” “Good boy,” he replied, and sank his cock head into my willing hole. I let out a sound halfway between a groan and a scream as I was opened wider than ever before. Waves of pleasure and pain shot through me. “Take another hit boy,” Frank said pressing the bottle under my nose. I did as he said and as soon as the smell hit my nostrils all the pain vanished and all that was left what a white hot electric joy. It thudded through me, making my toes curl and my fingers tingle. I moaned and whimpered as he pressed his cock deeper and deeper into me. I felt him hit my second hole and took another hit. Immediately his cock pressed even deeper. Finally I felt his low hanging balls against my ass and whimpered in satisfaction. “Holy shit,” said Alec, “How do you feel Mattie?” “I feel so fucking good,” I slurred, “I can’t believe how full I am.” “You like being full of raw cock don’t you,” Toby asked from next to me on the bed. “Yes! I need it! It feels so good. Please Frank! Fuck me!” “Good boy,” Frank said and started working his cock in and out in long purposeful stroked. I moaned as he bottomed out again and again. Toby turned my face to him and kissed me as Frank picked up speed. “Fuck, you’ve got a nice hole boy. Holy shit. I’m gonna enjoy breeding you every month. Fuck.” “Oh fuck! Oh fuck!” I shouted. “Fuck me! Please! Use me hole Sir!” “God its so hot how much of a slut you are for cock,” Alec said. “You might even be giving Jack a run for his money.” “No fucking kidding,” Frank replied pausing with only his cock head still inside me. “Your hole’s so wet and warm I might need this once a day.” He slammed his cock back in to the root. “Oh my god! Frank your cock feels so good! You can fuck me whenever you want! Fuck!” “Don’t promise that till you find out how sore your hole will be when I’m done,” growled Frank and he picked up the pace. Sweat dripped off of Frank raining down on me. My toes with clenched tight, my mouth hung open panting. The pouch of my jock was wet with precum. Frank held only my hips holding me in place. There was no escaping from his domineering onslaught even if I’d wanted to. I was his play thing. Occasionally he’d pause and tell me to take another hit. My mind would spin, the world would go dark for a second, and my hole would spasm around Franks massive dick. “Good boy,” he’d say as my hole massaged his cock. Alec and Toby were both on my bed, kneeling by my head and jerking off furiously watching Frank abuse my hole. “You’re doing so good,” Alec was saying, “you look so fucking hot with that massive dick crammed in your little hole. You’re so fucking sexy.” “Yeah, take it! We all have. Give in. Let Frank full you up,” Toby added. “Alright boys. I want you to cum all over your roommate here. Cover this cumdump in the making in your spunk.” “Fuck! Yes Sir!” Alec replied. Toby was already panting, drawing close to another orgasm. He reared up over me. His body gave one massive convulsion and his dick started to spasm. Hot jets of cum shot out and landed all over my sweaty body. A few drops landed on my lips and licked them up hungrily. “Good! Good boys. Come one now Alec, your turn. Cover this boy in your load. Show this little pig who’s cumdump he is.” Alec furiously jerked off his cock till his face was contorted with the effort. Finally he moaned and moved to be over me. I could see his balls retract up to his body as his cock swelled and then the cum erupted out. More cum spattered my body, matting down my chest hair and soaking the waste of my jock. I liked up what of Alec’s load had landed on my mouth and gave him a sloppy grin. “Yeah you like being covered in your friends load you dirty pig. I knew it. You love being used. Fucking hole.” Frank was not furiously fucking me. I was yelping with every thrust. I tossed my hands back and lay there sprawled out in this man’s complete control. He hammered me deep and used my body as he liked. Rivulets of sweat streamed down his chest snaking through his chest hair. His musk overwhelmed me and even replaced the lingering scent of the poppers in my nose. “Oh please! Fuck Frank. Sir! Please. Oh my god!” “Yeah take my fat cock boy. Take that fat cock in your tight little hole. I’m going to leave you gaped. Youre gonna feel me inside of you for days. And when you cant feel me anyonre you’re going to be begging me to fuck you. That’s what happened with all your little friends. They all beg for my load.” “Please! Breed me. Fill me up! Fuck your load into me!” “You want this load?” “Yes! I need it!” “Good boy. Take my fucking load then.” Frank started to buck into me with erratic animalistic strokes. I shouted and moaned as he bashed my ass harder than ever. He panted and roared, and finally let out a deep guttural growl and forced the full length of his cock into me. I felt him swell and bust deep inside my guts. The heat of his load flowed out and I whimpered with pleasure and he filled me. “Oh fuck that was good,” Frank said breathlessly, “You made me wait for it, but you came through with a warm wet cunt in the end boy. Fuck.” He pulled out of my hole and straightened up. “You boys get over here and clean my cock off, your friend needs to rest.” Alec and Toby stung up and each landed on their knees on either side of Frank’s magnificent cock. In tandem they lapped at his cum and ass juice covered cock licking it clean. Toby even tried to swallow it several times as it slowly deflated. “Alright,” Frank said, “that’s good enough. You two tend to you Mattie here. I’ll show myself out.” Alec and Toby lay down on the bed on either side of me rubbing my chest as we listened to Frank get dressed and finally leave. Toby was the first to break the silence, “How do you feel Matt?” “I feel so good. Holy shit. Frank’s dick is crazy. I can’t believe I took that.” “You know…” Alec said a little timidly, “You know that wont be a one time thing, right?” “I don’t want it to be a one-time thing.” I said incredulously. “How could I experience that and not want it again and again. There’s so much cum in me, I can feel it, and my hole is so open. Fuck this is the sexiest I’ve ever felt in my whole life! Of course I don’t want that to be a one-time thing.” “Between him and Jack our apartment’s going to be free at this rate,” Toby laughed. “Jack!” Alec said excitedly. “I’ve got an idea.” He jumped up and rushed out of the room. When he came back he had his phone clutched in his hands. “Alright. Toby, get on top of Matt like you’re gonna sit on his face and grab his legs. Yeah, just like that, and pull them up so I can really see his hole. Fuck that’s so hot. Matt push out just a little. Holy shit! Perfect. Ok Toby you can let his legs down.” Toby let go of my legs and flopped down next to me again. “What are you doing?” I asked slowly coming down from all the poppers. “Sending Jack a text telling him someone just gave him a run for his money with Frank and I sent him this picture.” He turned his phone towards us. I was amazed. My hole was fully on display, slightly open with a little drip of cum leaking out it was red and puffy. The hair on my ass cheeks was matted down and swirled with a mixture of sweat and cum. The pouch of my jock looked wet even in the picture. You couldn’t see my face, but it was still an enticing photo. “And I told him to come add his load before this boys hole got too worn out.” “Did you tell him who it was in the photo?” Toby asked. “Nope. I said it was a surprise.” “Do you think he’ll fuck me too?” I could hear the desperation in my voice. The more I thought about the possibility of all three of my roommates fucking me the more I wanted Jacks load. “He said he’s on his way now… and said ‘even I cant resist adding my load to a ruined cumdump.”

5. Forty-five minutes later we were all sitting on the couch in varying stages of undress. Toby had pulled his pants back on but left his underwear off and hadn’t buttoned his fly, his ample bush still spilling out. Alec was sitting in just his white briefs, the outline of his still slightly plumped cock distractingly obvious. I had pulled on my shirt and my boxers, suddenly feeling a little self-conscious and exposed. Every time I moved I felt my wet tender hole. It thrilled me and scared me at the same time. Toby pressed a glass of water into my hands, “Drink up.” “How do you feel,” asked Alec, “now that the poppers have worn off.” “I know that it’s a lot to take in…” Toby said a little sheepishly. “Yeah, neither of you are exactly small.” My cheeky reply seemed to take them both off guard. Alec stammered a little, “You’re… you’re not upset about what happened? Because look, it was… I shouldn’t have taken advantage of…” “I’m… I’m honestly glad that you did.” I turned to face Alec. “Yeah, the poppers the let me. I don’t know what the words are. They let me let go… or took me to the right place, to like… to be willing to give in. That doesn’t mean,” I paused and took a big breath, this felt rather monuments to say, “That doesn’t mean that I didn’t want what happened. I… when you started playing with my ass it felt too good to stop. I’ve never felt anything like that. I didn’t want it to end. And while I wasn’t exactly asking you to fuck me raw and cum in my ass.” Alec blushed, “I’m glad you did. I’m glad you pushed me. I’m glad I gave in. I’ve never felt anything that felt that good! I’m not high now.” I added to Toby who was looking skeptical. “You two just opened something up inside me and showed me something about myself I’d never even imagined was there.” “Really,” Toby said. “Yes! I loved getting fucked by the two of you,” my words tumbling out of me almost faster than I could think. “I loved it! It felt so good. I felt so sexy, and hot. My hole feels… my hole still feels so open, and wet. It’s such a turn on.” I turned to Alec, “I even liked swallowing your load. And I would,” deep breath, “I would do it again, even without the poppers.” “But Matt you’re straight,” Toby said. “Maybe.. maybe I’m not as straight as I thought. Maybe I’m bi or something. I don’t know. That doesn’t matter. I can figure that out. What I do know is that two of my best friends just fucked the shit out of me and I loved it… and I’d do it all over again.” I then acted on a wild impulse and reached out for Alec’s face. I pulled him close and smashed our lips together. He hesitated for a moment and then accepted my kiss, or tongues slipping into each other’s mouths. After a moment I broke away and did the same to Toby leaving him panting and looking flustered. “I do have one question though.” I said looking between the two of them. “Just one,” Alec laughed. “Did you say Jack got the poppers from Frank… like Frank the landlord?” “Well…” “Might as well tell him, he’s sitting there with both of our loads in his hole because of those damn poppers.” “Yeah. Jack got the poppers from Frank. He mixed them up special. I don’t really know what he does but he buys regular ones from the store and then doctors them up or something. They’re way more powerful than normal poppers and tend to make people… compliant.” “But Frank? How did Jack start getting poppers from Frank?” “Well… um… you know how our place is so cheap?” “Yeah…” “It shouldn’t be. We should be paying a lot more in rent, but that first day we were looking at apartment you weren’t with us. Frank said he’d give us a deal if we all…” “Oh for fuck say,” Toby said cutting in, “Frank gives us a break on rent because we all hook up with him.” “All three of you have been fucking our landlord the whole time we’ve lived here?” “Well, usually he fucks us,” Alec said with a grin. “And Jack took his load on the floor by the door before we’d even signed the lease.” “Holy shit! How often?” “Jack and he fuck a lot.” “He’s Jack’s type to a T honestly. An older guy with a cock thick as a beer can.” They both laugh. “So if he fucks you… but you both fucked me… what does that…” “Alec and I are both vers, though I think Alec leans more towards being a top.” “True, and Jack is a big ol’ bottom. Though, I think he’d make and exception if you asked him. He’s got a nice cock, and he cums a lot… I think you’d enjoy it.” My hole twitched thinking about taking my last roommate’s cock. I hadn’t known I wanted that till Alec made it sound like a possibility. “Although Jack cant keep a secret to save his life… so unless you want Frank to know you’re not as straight as you though… we should probably keep this from Jack.” “Would Frank want to fuck me too then?” I wasn’t exactly uninterested in the idea of a beer can thick cock. “We had to work pretty hard to convince him you were straight. He tried to make the deal all of us or nothing, but when he found out how desperate for his dick Jack was he gave in.” “If he knew you’d just taken both of our loads he’d be demanding his rent…” “Fuck Mattie, that turned you on didn’t it,” Alec was looking at my crotch where my dick had started to press against the fabric of my boxers. “Well… yeah kinda. I’ve never thought of Frank in that way, but um… a beer can cock sounds… um… intriguing.” “Fuck! That’s hot,” said Toby rubbing his own crotch. “Is that what you want?” Alec asked leaning close to me again. His voice had taken on that same slightly commanding tone he’d had when he’d first found me playing with my hole. “You want us to get you high again and come have Frank dump his load in you?” “All you have to do is ask,” Toby added, the tone in the room had very suddenly shifted. They were the ones in control again. The trepidation they’d felt in their post nut clarity gone. “Here,” Alec handed me back the poppers, “take a hit.” I paused knowing that if I sniffed the poppers even a little I would be flying and once I was flying I’d be desperate for more cock. If I sniffed them I was going to get fucked by our landlord. I looked back and forth at Alec and Toby, they were both obviously hard again. Turned on as they were I knew they wouldn’t let anything bad happen to me. I unscrewed the cap, and took a long drag.

For me, getting pumped full of another man's cum is the ultimate act of submission. In the moment in which he shoots his load in my bum, I become his bitch, completely and unconditionally. I submit myself totally to him in that moment. And having his gooey cum in my bum afterwards is a special reminder of my utter submission to his manhood. For me, it is the ultimate sexual experience. It may be risky but accepting that risk is also an act of submission and a really hot thrill.

Yep love a nice warm drink from the tap

I kept me smoking, and I was spun. His grin told me he was satisfied and took the pipe away from me. The cocktail of drugs fucked with my consciousness. I felt the need to fuck. I wanted to fuck. But I kept zoning out and coming back to it. Matt slipped his pants off. He wasn’t wearing jocks, and he was ready to fuck by the looks of his thick cock standing to attention. I was on the bed as he leant over and grabbed my pants, yanking them off and rolling me to my front, revealing my peach arse. I heard Matt growl under his breath. He pushed my legs apart using his legs. He was above me, and I was inebriated. I didn’t think I was going to be in this situation. A fleeting moment crossed my mind realising I didn’t prepare to be fucked and hoped I was ok down there. He grabbed my arse cheeks with his rough hands and spread them wide. He wasn’t playing around. My hole was exposed, and he dove in deep. His tongue was long, thick, and strong. I felt it piercing me. For all the drugs I had in my system, my hole still resisted. Possibly because it was close to a year since I had anyone entertain it. God, I hoped it was clean down there. He didn’t complain. I kept hearing him moan within his muffled mouth and my arse. His hands held my arse cheeks tight. It hurt. He didn’t care. He knew what he wanted and wasn’t worried if I was comfortable. ‘Mm. A little dirty… And tight.’ Matt moaned while slightly lifting his face from my arse as he adjusted himself to get a better grip to dive deeper. My back arched in the air with my face buried in the sheets. Matt wrapped his big arms around my legs and pulled my arse cheeks even more expansive, holding them tight with his strong arms; his mouth was like a suction cap to my hole as he forcefully drove deeper inside. I must have passed out at times, losing track of how long we were in this position when I was startled to a semi-conscious level by Matt tossing me onto my back and spreading my legs wide. He held me tight. I could feel his body heat radiating on my skin and the head of his cock pressed against my moist hole. He looked down upon my no doubt bloodshot eyes. I could smell my arse on his breath as he pressed his lips onto mine, pushing my mouth wide open. His tongue dove deep. I could hardly breathe except for the recycled air between his breath and mine. I struggled to pull away, but Matt was too strong and held me tight. I was desperate for air and began to lose consciousness when he pushed his thick cock into my hole, driving it to the base of his cock. I passed out.

Absolutely, I don't care what they look like, I just want to get fucked and bred. Some of the best fucks I've had have been from guys I wouldn't call attractive.

I am probably one of the few men, gay or straight, who is ambivalent about being sucked... 🤷‍♂️ If I'm turned on by a man, I'm hard almost immediately! Conversely, if a man has to suck me to get me hard, I'm not all that into him... AND kissing will get me harder faster than sucking will... 🤷‍♂️ I don't mind being sucked, but I will pass on a guy who is into oral only as that's not my preferred place to shoot my loads...

LOL , turns you in to a nasty fucking slut - where did you start? 🙂 Thought nasty fucking slut was baseline lol hugs 🙂

I used to go to an old sauna in Brighton too. Where was it? I remember going upstairs to a room with a couch and being fucked by a nice Daddy type who asked me if I was poz like him once he was already in me!

Chapter 1 I work for a non-profit which seeks to rehabilitate sex offenders in Indianapolis. My friends are always telling me how worried they are about me—I'm a few months over 18, but I'm pretty small and I could easily pass for younger if I wanted to. They don't want me to get "raped" like their past "victims" were. All that tells me is that they're uneducated. Most people I work with are public masturbators and public urinators, people who made one mistake that ends up defining their lives. People I want to help re-enter society and get their life back. Earl is different. My boss texts me the names, addresses, and offenses of the people we work with a little in advance: public information. That Friday afternoon, I got the text during math class. I was gonna meet a 46 year old man named Earl Jessup at his apartment on 14th St. He'd been in prison for 10 years, and looking at his convictions, I understood why. The less said about his offenses the better, but it was enough to make me nervous. I almost passed it up, but I didn't like the idea of letting a coworker get the case instead of me. Plus, it would only prove my friends right: I wasn't in danger, and I was gonna prove it to them. I pulled up outside his apartment around 3:45. I sat in my car for 5 minutes before deciding to suck it up and go. I was perfectly safe with a man like this... right? When I knocked on his door, I didn't get any response. I rang his doorbell and waited. Maybe he wasn't home? I was about to turn around when someone inside opened the door. He was big—really big. 6'4" and 225, at least. He was wearing a bathrobe he'd clearly just put on a few seconds ago. "Fuck, you interrupted me. What do you want, boy?" I looked up and down at him. The bottom of his cock, still half-hard, poked out of the bottom of his robe. Fuck—this guy was huge. An evil thought occurred to me—"what kind of ungrateful bastard would call the cops on this dick?" It was 3 inches longer and twice as thick as any cock I'd seen, even my boyfriend's. The pink head alone looked like it was the size of my fist. He was coated with precum. I could smell it from here. "Eyes up here, honey. You gonna tell me what you're doing outside my apartment?" Fuck, was I staring? I looked back up and made eye contact. "Sorry," I said. And I kinda was sorry—I felt guilty for looking at another man's cock and having thoughts like that. My boyfriend and I aren't open! I shouldn't have these feelings about any man, let alone a man straight out of prison. "Are you Earl Jessup?" "Yeah, and I'm not trying to go back to prison, so get to the point or run away, boy, because those tiny shorts are starting to make me real happy." It's true—I was kind of dressed like a slut. I didn't expect to get casework tonight. His dick was getting harder. "You wouldn't go to jail, I'm 18." Why was that the first thing I said? Did I want this evil bastard to fuck me? Let me remember the script... "Um, and I work with a sex offender rehabilitation nonprofit serving the greater Indianapolis area. I've been assigned to you as a volunteer caseworker who can help you adjust to living in society and finding acceptance in a community." "18, huh?" he said. "Well, I don't believe you, but get in here anyway." Did he hear any of what I said except that? "Oh, I just uh- came by to introduce myself, that's all." "I told you to get inside. Your job is to make me feel accepted, right?" Fuck. His dick was poking out of his robe. Did he get hard just looking at me? What is he thinking about doing to me? "Okay... but I can't stay for long." "Good boy." He put his hand on my shoulder and led me into his apartment. Fuck, he had such a strong grip, too. I took another look at the part of his stomach that was exposed by the robe. "Is that a tattoo, sir?" I asked. I clearly got his interest. "It is," he said. He spread his robe apart more to show me it in full. "It looks like a biohazard symbol. What does it mean?" "You'll see," he said. He took two glasses from the cabinet and pulled out a bottle of vodka. Was he trying to get me drunk? I wanted to run away, but I knew my supervisor would be upset at me. My friends would probably make me quit, too, and I liked this opportunity. But the strongest reason I decided to stay was the primal, irresistible urge to see more of this older man's body. I wanted to indulge my intense desire to be in the presence of his throbbing cock. I didn't need to do anything with it, I just wanted to be near it. I needed to burn it into my memory to remind me what I'm missing out on with my pin-dick boyfriend. I made up my mind to stay, despite the risk. "You'll see what it means real soon, boy." He was fully hard when he said that and a little pre-cum was dripping out of his throbbing cock. To be continued

I was 8. My grandpa was my first lover. He was also a [banned word] who shared mme

I was sitting at home one Sunday night, horny and idling stroking my hard cock. Jerking off was the obvious answer, but I wanted to cum in some queer's mouth or ass, preferably after getting a few loads down my throat. I went online and checked if anybody interesting had cruised me on squirt. Nope, just a guy who'd offered to fuck me several times. No face pic, his body looked hot enough and he had a big dick. But, I got a bad feeling from him and had always turned him down. It looked like a night for Hollywood Boutique in Lake City. I posted a note on my profile and on the Hollywood page in the Cruising section. It was busy for a Sunday, several guys cruising, two guys making out and stroking each other's cocks and one guy sucking another. I went to the gay room, took a chair and pulled my cock out. One of the cruisers, an older guy, sat down next to me and showed his cock. I stroked him for a bit, then leaned over and took him in my mouth. A few minutes of vigorous sucking and I was rewarded with a tasty treat. I sat idly stroking my dick for a while. It had turned and not too many guys there. The front door banged shut and after a bit a man walked in, leaned against the wall across the room from me and pulled out a nice fat, uncut cock. I stared at the nicely hardening prick and licked my lips. He walked over, stood in front of me and stuck his dick in my face. Leaning forward I slid my tongue under the foreskin and licked precum off the head. Mmm, tasty: nice and salty, ripe and flavorful. Sucking harder, I pulled the head into my mouth and licked under the rim. I was rewarded with a little bit of yummy cock cheese. Soon the beautiful cock was fully erect and I was getting copious precum. After a bit he pulled out and sat down next to me. He leaned over and kissed me. We made out for a while and I getting really turned on. He pulled away, "I want to fuck you." "What's your HIV status?" "I'm neg, tested last month. I never bottom, haven't gotten much action lately. Last BB I did was several months ago." Mmm, yeah! "You want it bareback or wrapped?" "I'd love bareback." "I'd love to take your load." I kissed him and stood up, shoved my pants down and turned around. He pulled me to him with one hand and guided his oozing prick to my asshole with the other. I moaned as he wallowed the head around my rosebud and smeared juice on it. I pushed back and he slid his hard length into me. He wasn't all that long, maybe seven inches, but he was nice and fat. His arms went around me and he held me against his crotch, not moving. I moaned as he said "Man, you're really tight! I haven't been in this nice an ass in ages." "Fuck me hard! Give me that big dick!" He started stroking in and out slowly, then quickly banged me hard and fast. I was in faggot heaven, getting my ass fucked off by the nicest dick I'd had in months. "I'm not gonna last long," he panted in my ear. "Just screw me hard and fill me with cum! Breed me!" "Oh, yeah, yeah, cumming in your ass, breeding you, bitch!" He humped into me hard and held it in, shuddering and trembling. I seldom feel it when a man cums in me, but I felt it this time. His cock twitched in my ass and I felt hot liquid fill me. I was really turned on. I loved it when a man said he was breeding me. I knew most guys meant just cumming in someone bareback, but I was also aware of another meaning of the word. I'd recently stumbled across sites that celebrated bugchasing. I had no intention of getting fucked by a poz guy, condom or not, and had no interest in getting infected, but I'd started jerking off reading stories of guys getting intentionally infected. I'd also started cruising personal sites and checking out poz guys and imagining them fucking me raw. I'd almost shot my load when the guy had said he was breeding me. I fantasized that he was really poz and I'd just taken my first poz load. He pulled out and I sat down. He stuck his cock in my face, I sucked it in and lovingly cleaned cum and assjuice off it. Yum, yum, my favorite two flavors: cum and ass juice. Especially when it's my ass juice. After a bit he sat down next to me. I turned my head to him and soon were languidly making out. I felt a hand on my cock, looked down and saw a man kneeling between my knees. My top put a hand behind the guy's head and pushed. Soon I was getting a very competent blowjob while my top kissed me. All too soon I moaned and shot into my cocksucker's mouth. He milked my balls empty, stood up and kissed me. His tongue pushed my load into my mouth. I swirled it around for a bit. My top whispered in my ear, "Swallow your load faggot." I did so and my top turned my mouth to him and he kissed me again. "Thanks for a great fuck, man. It's been a while since I've barebacked. Almost forgot how good it was. You up for another round in a little while?" "As soon as your dick gets hard again. That was a first class fuck." "So get down on your knees and work some magic." I did so and soon was luxuriating in the feel and taste of a soft dick. It didn't take long, soon I was held tight in his arms getting my ass reamed out again. He lasted a long time; it was one of the longest, hardest fucks I had ever had. I had my eyes closed, soon I felt a mouth on my prick. I didn't feel it when my top shot in me. He humped in me and held me and moaned in my ear. I was about as turned on as I'd ever been. "Breeding you again, bitch!" My body jerked and I shot into my cocksucker's mouth. My top lowered me to my seat and once again I cleaned his cock with my mouth. Not as much cum this time, but more assjuice, tinged with a coppery taste I'd never experienced before. Soon he was kissing me again. He broke off and whispered in my ear. "Great fuck, even better than before. My apologies though; there was a little blood on my dick when I pulled out. I think I tore you up a little. Sorry." "Yeah, I tasted it when I cleaned you and I'm really sore. But, don't worry. That was one of the best fucks of my life. I'll heal." "When you do I'd like to fuck you again. We can do it at my place in Broadview if you like." "I would love to; give me your email address. I'll shoot you an e-mail." He did and we parted company. It was a couple of months before I dropped him a line. Not only was I busy at work, I also came down with a bad case of the flu a couple of weeks after he fucked me. Finally, however, I found myself in his bed getting my ass fucked. He'd asked me if I minded if a buddy of his watched and joined in. I said sure, as long as he was neg. I'd love to get tag-teamed. His buddy was black with a nice size dick, also uncut. It was one of the hottest sexual experiences of my life. It was the wee hours before I left. They fucked me three times each, the last time a double fuck. That was my first time taking two cocks in my ass at one time. It was incredibly hot, made more so by my being blindfolded. My top had fisted me before the double fuck. After they both shot in me he took the blindfold off and held up a mirror. I was amazed to see my ass gaping open and turned inside out, with cum smeared all over. The black guy licked and tongued me, another incredible feeling. A few days later I was looking around on bareback sites when I came across a link to a blog by a bareback top with a sample pic. The room where it was shot looked familiar and when I clicked on it I saw it was the room where the two tops had fucked me. I went to the blog and was shocked to find numerous stills and videos of me getting fucked. All the faces were blurred, but everything else was clear. Nothing had been said about any cameras. I wondered what else I hadn't been told. I clicked on the personal info link on the blog and saw that it was indeed the top who'd fucked me both nights. My cock was rock hard when I read his info and my stomach turned over and I became dizzy. He was poz and had been for years. I followed a link to postings he'd made on the main site and found one that offered to gift neg bottoms. He said he was off meds and his viral load was very high. The posting had been made three days before he fucked me at Hollywood. He had lied to me: I'd been stealthed. I remembered the flu I had experienced and realized it was the fuck flu. He had purposely infected me with HIV. When that realization hit my cock jerked and squirted a huge load on my belly and chest. I looked again at his postings and saw a couple in the fiction stories section. One was a detailed account of how he'd offered to fuck a guy on squirt and been turned down. One night the guy had posted that he was going to Hollywood. What followed was a very accurate account of the night, down to the exact words exchanged when he shot the loads in me. My top had very purposefully stalked me, lied to me, stealthed me and infected me. My cock was rock hard again and I realized I wasn't angry. I was afraid for the future but I was also massively aroused and realized I was grateful to my gifter. I no longer had to worry about getting pozzed, it was done. I was free to take any load offered and planned to do just that. I started to go to the personal sites where I had ads up so I could change my info but had a thought. Instead I emailed my gifter and told him I was really horny and needed to get fucked. He emailed me back and said to come on over. I replied that I'd be there soon and that it would be really hot if he had a video camera he could set it up to record the fuck, complete with audio. He said yes, he had three cams and could set them at different angles. Soon I was pinned on the bed on my belly and he was slamming that big dick in me. He moaned in my ear, "You want it bitch, do you want my load?" "Yes, I want it. Give it to me." "Give you what, bitch? What do you want?" "I want your poison jizz in me. I want you to knock me up, poz me, infect me with your AIDS cum." "You got it, bitch, here it comes. Pozzing your ass. Infecting your faggot ass." His cock jerked in me and once again I felt his juice fill me. But now I knew I was taking poison cum. My cock squirted into the bed. It was the hottest fuck of my life and the beginning of complete honesty to myself of my desires. My gifter pulled out of me and turned me over. He took me in his arms and kissed me. "When did you find out the truth?" "Right before I emailed you today. I found your blog and your post of the night in Hollywood. I had the flu not long after and realized I'd been infected. I wanted to take your AIDS cum knowingly." "Are you angry at me?" "No, I'm grateful. I just wish I had known you were infecting me that night. Is the black guy that other night poz too?" "Yes, he is and he knew we were stealthing you. What are you going to do now?" "Take as many loads as I came from as many men as possible. Probably fuck my poison jizz into guys. Although I'm not going to stealth, I'll be honest about my status." "Famous last words. You're going to find what a rush it it fucking your poz cum into neg guys. I give six months max before you lie about your status and fuck a neg guy." "Why did you pick me to stealth?" "You checked out my ad in BBRTS several times and spent a lot of time looking at pozzing and stealthing stories. You wrote several pozzing stories, including a couple where you got stealthed. It looked to me like you wanted the bug but were afraid to take the step. Been there, done that. I decided to take the responsibility out of your hands. Also, I get off in a massive way infecting other guys, and it pissed me off a little that you wouldn't let me fuck you and give you what you wanted. You were bound to get knocked up sooner or later and I wanted to be the one to do it." "Mmmm, that's hot. How about you take me to Club Z and turn me out?"