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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 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.

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.

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

I 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.

...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

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!

I'd like to start a thread for sharing bareback videos filmed before PrEP was available (2013 and older). I find really arousing knowing are so horny they don't care about the risk of HIV and just want to enjoy the sex. Here are some examples of the videos I'm looking for: Bobby Garcia let one of his "straight" paid actor fuck him bareback in the height of the HIV epidemics (1990s): [think before following links] https://xhamster.com/videos/hott-marine-top-vs-bobby-garcia-xh480uI Slut is barebacked by two guys. By the quality of the video it must be before 2010: [think before following links] https://xhamster.com/videos/meet-our-bitch-2300978. Anon Cumdump get bred by stranger from Craiglist (estimated to be ~2010): [think before following links] https://xhamster.com/videos/married-craigslist-walks-in-breeds-slut-hard-3440594 Black Bitch get bred by two strangers from Craiglist (estimated ~2010): [think before following links] https://xhamster.com/videos/2-white-top-breed-thick-black-ass-4696075 Famous Brittish cumdump taking loads in the Woods. I remember seeing many of his videos in the early 2010: [think before following links] https://thisvid.com/videos/cumdump-bottom-taking-load-after-load-cruising-in-park/

It was Sunday night, and I was on my regular cruising tour in Berlin. I already took several loads in JAXX - a porn cinema. Most of them thru glory holes. Some I swallowed some were pumped in my ass. Still needing more, I ended up next door in SCHEUNE a rather sleazy sex club. I was 26 years old at that time and had gradually drifted from safe sex only to raw only. The only thing I was wearing were boots and some black jock-hotpants to give easy access to anybody who wanted to fuck me. I had a slim body with some muscles and almost no body hair. So, I was sucking an older guy that was sitting on a small brick wall bending over 90 degrees exposing my boy cunt. It didn't take long, and somebody slid his dick in my ass. I stopped my sucking and looked back. It was an older fat guy but his cock felt really good, so I turned back to the hard dick in front of me and continued to suck it. More and more guys joint and I felt multiple hands touching my almost naked body. Nobody said a thing. The only thing you could here was moaning and the slapping sound of fucking bodies. The guy that fucked me pulled his dick out and another guy took his place right away. Suddenly I heard some commotion nearby. Some mumbling and then a pretty loud voice. “Who needs a POZ load?” It became even more quiet as the guy continued to ramble. “I'm gonna give you my POZ babies!” Basically, everybody that came to SCHEUNE to have sex fucked raw including me. And most of the guys were probably POZ but I never heard anybody talking about it or even yelling it out. I let the dick that was all the way down my throat slide out again and looked around to see who was causing the commotion. It was a tall guy wearing black leather pants and a harness around his bare slightly hairy chest. On his left pec he had fairly large biohazard tattoo. So, I guess he wasn't just talk! The guy that was fucking me started to moan and shot his load into my guts and pulled out. The guy with the biohazard tattoo caught me staring at him and said: “I'm gonna POZ your little slut cunt!” He was absolutely right calling me as slut cunt, and I most likely have taken dozens of POZ cum loads already. So far though I never got infected with AIDS. I didn't move and was anxious to see if he would penetrate me. So far, I wasn't really chasing the gift. I just loved being fucked raw and take loads in my guts. When I started to let guys fuck me raw, I even avoided those who looked sick or very skinny. But soon I basically let anybody fuck me and give me their cum. The guy stared at me and unbuckled his pants. He presented a big hard dick covered with veins. He wore a cockring that was pushing his fat and firm balls forward. But best of all he had a fat PA piercing! A shiver went through my body when I said to him: “Please POZ me!” I felt like I just pulled the trigger handle of the guillotine. “Yeah bitch! You are gonna get it!” I spread my legs a little more and remained in that bend over position. The guy was standing right behind me and said: “Look at all that cum flowing out of your slutty boy cunt.” I felt the hard steel of the PA piercing pressing against my hole. “Nothing better than converting a young boy!” When he said converting, I felt doubts if I should really do this. I convinced myself with a couple of deep poppers hits. “Give it to me!”, I swallowed and added: “Give me your AIDS!” The crowd that was watching me being fucked by the other guy had disappeared. I guess they were intimidated by all that POZ talk. The guy grabbed my ass cheeks, spread them and pushed his fuck meat straight into me. I felt a sharp pain and tried to escape his penetration, but he grabbed my hips and held me tight. “Too late for second thoughts now, kid! Your little boy pussy is mine now!” The penetration pain subsided and turned into pure lust. I was so ready to knowingly take a POZ load. The guy pulled his dick out a little bit and said: “Look at that fat POZ meat in that little NEG hole!” He leaned forward and whispered in my ear: “Not NEG for long, though!” He let out a dirty laugh and started fucking me. His big fuck meat felt great, and I felt his massive PA piercing plowing my unprotected ass. I took a couple more hits of poppers which amplified that great sensation of being fucked raw. I moaned: “Please Sir. Fuck my slutty boy cunt!” He didn't answer and continued to fuck me with long slow strokes. “Give me your toxic cum!” The guy grabbed the poppers from my hand and took a couple of very long hits while he continued to plow my ass. He leaned forward again, returned the poppers and whispered: “I shoot cum like a horse they say.” His fucking intensified and I couldn't wait to take his POZ cum. “Please knock me up!” I noticed that some guys gathered around us again watching me getting POZed. First, they watched in silence but soon I heard them encouraging my fucker to bread me. The fucking got rougher and rougher. The guy put his left hand on my shoulder and his right on my belly. “Good boy! Get ready for my load now!”, he grunted. He rubbed my stomach and said: “I'm gonna flood that nice smooth belly with toxic POZ cum!” I hesitated a little but realized it is too late now anyway and answered: “Yeah! Please POZ my boy cunt!” The guy slammed his fuck meat balls deep into me and started to plant his POZ seed deep inside me. “Fuck! Yeah bitch! Take my AIDS load”, He yelled. I actually felt his cum spraying into my guts. The thought of getting inseminated with POZ cum took me over the edge. Just in time a pulled my rock-hard dick out of my shorts and shot my load against that little brick wall in front of me. He grabbed my hand by the wrist and led it to his shaft. “Feel it! Feel how it pulses the POZ cum into your little slut cunt!” I just gasped as I felt how his dick was contracting and expanding slightly pumping more and more sperm into me. He moved his still hard dick back and forth and grunted: “Let's spread that toxic seed all over your fuck canal.” I slowly came back to my senses while I felt the steel of his PA piercing plowing my cum filled pussy. Shit! What have I done?! I just knowingly took a POZ load in public. I could have pulled away from him and try to push out his lethal cum. But instead, I let him stay inside me creaming my guts with sperm. I looked around. There were four or five guys watching me getting impregnated. Two of them stroke their dicks. “In three or four weeks you can go around and knock up your little boyfriends.”, the guy said for everybody to hear. He finally pulled his fuck meat out of my tormented hole and pushed my bud cheeks firmly together. “You wanna keep that inside you as long as you can!” He put his dick into his leather pants and left. I went upstairs grabbed my clothes from the wardrobe and left. On my way home I touched my stomach imagining the toxic cum doing its work already. I promised myself that I would push all that sperm out as soon as I got home. As soon as I opened the door to my apartment I went straight to the bathroom. I took off my shirt looked at myself in the mirror. I looked at the toilet and took off my pants which left me just wearing those jock-shorts. The little Poppers bottle fell out of the pocket of my pants. I picked it up and took two deep hits. Right away I felt that great sensation and I thought about that POZ guy that fucked me so merciless. I put my middle finger in my sloppy fuck hole and held it under my nose. I inhaled that great cum smell as if I was sniffing Poppers. I licked the sperm off my finger and opened the drawer under the sink. On top of all the other sex toys lay my big black bud plug. I looked in the mirror and said to myself. “Fuck it! You know you want it!” It took some effort and some more poppers, but I pushed it in, and it sealed my cunt. I dropped into my bed and fell asleep right away.

I’m in Melbourne Aus: met a piggy 30 year old fag pig Cunt into rough raw. He wanted rough raw poss spit and who was I to say no! Turns out he was a tourist and a pig cunt. Fucked his fag cunt twice. Rough. Choke kisses and amyl. Bred a good load in, felt his cunt spasms. Meeting again before he goes home

As a bottom I don’t care as long as I get the load. My no. 1 rule is never pull out.

Really astute observations. I think we now know that Mr. Biden is about as sharp as a marble, and we've watched as his mental faculties have rapidly declined. Our media has bent over backwards to make us believe the opposite. Not surprisingly, the American electorate had an even worse view of Kamala Harris, and it's shocking how people have suddenly rallied around her like the second coming of Christ after complaining that she wasn't what they selected or voted for. Not sure I'll understand that. (Disclaimer: Not a huge fan of Trump either, but I'm holding my nose since I know what we'd be getting). In this country in 2020, the media and Democratic flacks outright lied about the existence of a Hunter Biden laptop as being "fake news" or a "Russian conspiracy". About 15 months later, the story was released that it was real and so was the content found on it, including Hunter using his father's status for enrichment. After you witness that, you realize that you either disregard all media as propaganda tools a la Soviet-era Russia, or recognize that most of the major media sources are owned by a handful of people who can easily tilt the narrative as they like. People in China already know not to trust the media because they know it's propaganda. They haven't figured that out in the US. The Europeans I know are much more savvy as well. Every political candidate promises things they cannot deliver, including grandiose and outrageous things. In this country, the President needs a plurality of Congress of the Senate to ratify that, and that hasn't been overwhelmingly the case for quite some time. Even Constitutional amendments need to be ratified by 75% of the individual states, and those are so divided as to be unlikely. No one ever went broke by underestimating the intelligence of the American people. - H.L. Mencken

I *think* he was saying that "LGBT identified out black men will benefit" if Harris is elected, but the average Black man - counting among them the DL black men - won't. I disagree, but I can see his point that being pro-LGBT is less helpful if your life is such that you have as much or more to fear from your own family and community than you do from society at large. Of course, to me, that's more of an argument for working to change your community than it is to vote for a bigot who's going to harm millions with his policies. But as I say, your mileage may vary.

Well, golly gee! You must’ve been just pleased to the point of coming all over yourself when the convicted felon held his rally/photo app at a historic black church - and the black church membership refused to attend - so the convicted felon/conman had two loads of white people bust them familiar by CPAC convention and used them as props thinking nobody would notice.

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.

@PozTalkAuthor Nice to meet this side of you. The first weekend I met my husband; we got in bed and he fucked me (of course raw, that's all either of us was willing to do). He also stated he was strictly a top. And yet before the weekend ended a couple of my loads I fucked into him.

For almost a year exactly, yeah. I had a lot of stuff explode in my personal life and stuff. But I am back for the time being.

Fuck yes. Love a cocky arrogant fuckin pig who imposes his will on me with no mercy or care.

Just left, a Guy from Portland, bred me once before and chats me up every now and then. He loves to open a hole, so i bought a Oxballs pig hole for Him and had it inside of me when He came in my open door, ass up with pig hole in and a dildo in side of it. His cock was too big for it, so He pulled it out and fucked me for about an hour on my knees, then on my side. He gaped me and kept pumping me with air, and had me pushing out and kept doing it... He liked it, so so did i. When He was ready to cum, He asked if i wanted His load, and of course i begged Him "yes" and He pounded it hard and deep into me. He stayed deep and i felt Him relax a bit and He announced He was going to piss in me (i was hoping so, it felt like He was preparing to). And damn, He had a lot in Him, i could feel myself filling up. The great news is He was big and deep, so it all went past the curve and i'm holding it in so i can absorb it. i love being pregnant with a Mans piss, one of the most awesome feelings when in pee next day and i can smell His piss in my pee. Damn, i am so happy right now. i still need to go to the gym, i think i can hold it in while i lift, don't want to lose a drop of Him

Haven't bottomed in a while...Met up with a Poz detectible Haitian top at bathhouse, 11.5 and thick, huge uncut knob, we slammed some points and we were off, love it when a top can slam balls deep pull out and slam balls deep again and again, after railing my face, he ate my hole out (I came hands free while he was tonguing me as deep as anyone ever has), came up for air, smacked his dick on my hole a couple of times, railed it inside me (got 1/2 way in), pulled out railed it again (got 1/2 way in), pulled out and railed again and again until he got balls deep. He battered my hole, fucking up, down, side-ways, back and forth, impaling me with his mammoth fuck tool. After about 40 mins, he pulled out, we hit some G and got busy again. Every time he railed it up inside me precut and cum started to leak from my dick. 3.5 hours!!! I couldn't stand my legs were trembling and cramping. We both laid down and took about a 2 hour nap, awoke when he flipped me face down ass up and started railing the fuck outta me again. Fuck I love poz dick!

What a great evening out together with your partner. Did he ask you about the men you saw fucking him, since he was hooded and couldn’t see them himself?It’s great that you could enjoy so many men with him in the room and ultimately reward one of the mares yourself, Did your husband tell you how many loads were shot into his hole? I certainly hope neither of you considered using condoms.

14 different cocks in one long afternoon session is my record - and three of them bred me twice, so technically 17 cocks in one session. 8 and 10 are regular events for me.

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!

beautiful big balls

I'm sort of local to Madrid and I've done most of these sites you mention many times over The best places without any kind of doubt to get loads are: * Dark room of Sauna Octopus. Afternoons 4-8pm. Just grab a hard cock, suck it and in seconds man is playing with your ass and breeding you. It's dark, but works. Avg 4-5 loads for me/evening. * Firewood on sundays. Just a the best cruise bar on sundays to everything else by a long long long shot. Great play spaces and people fucking bare everywhere. A few condom pullers but easy to ignore. People are not picky and are there to play. Special mentions: Hot - Hot IS a fantastic bar. but as of a few weeks ago dark room downstairs was closed. Sauna Paraiso - really younger crowd. bears usually get nothing. place gets raided by police all the time. don't bring poppers. Attack Club - Very hit or miss. Barely anyone fucks. Younger drugged up crowd. Cage - cage is fun, you just have to get into it. I totally recommend naked days if that's an option. Check busiest times on google as it's pretty dead most of the time but fun when not. Strong - Strong is fun. you do have to work quite a bit to get loads but they happen. can swap between the dance space and cruise area. Avoid: The Ring Private - This place is now absolutely pathetic. Filled with picky queens walking around for eternity and no one does anything. Everyone looking for the blue prince for a fuck. It was fun pre-pandemic but most of the interesting clientele hasn't come back. Friday's was their day. Meat Rack - same as Ring Private. Tons of young picky dudes walking around. Hot action is very very far and between. Boyberry - Really boring for me. typical dressed cruise bar, people very picky. Sauna Center - mostly empty Centerbeash sauna - Really dead town most of the time. Principe is closed forever sadly. was fun. Don't have much info on the other places you mentioned.

Pete and I had scored some favors for this weekend, so we packed up our duffle bags and headed for the baths on Friday night. We got there around 9, so we had plenty of time to get our parTy on before the bar crowd started arriving. We had both done a thorough, deep cleanout before leaving home (plus we hadn't eaten for 24 hours!), so we were ready for some heavy duty assplay! We dropped some X and smoked some T, and then started playin' with each other's holes. The "club music" pounding through the halls of the bathhouse, and the occasional sounds of rough sex from the surrounding rooms helped us to get into our favorite sleaze mood! After several rounds of the glass cock, we were definitely in need of some hard cock - and believe it or not, it was already 2 am!!! (Time flies when you're havin' FFun - and high!) We could hear the door buzzer downstairs letting new people in, so we were eagerly anticipating getting our fuckholes filled. I went out to the chalkboard by the 3rd floor bathroom and printed "2 PNPigs - BB Only! #312." Then I went back to our room, where we gave each other a hefty booty bump. We opened the door - and waited. It wasn't long before we had two young, muscle twinks fucking us and shooting thick loads of cum deep in our hungry holes. When they were done, they got up, wrapped their towels around their waists, and left. Next up were two Latino studs with big, thick, uncut cocks. "You guys fuck raw?" one of them asked. "Bareback only!" Pete insisted, as he pushed some of his previous fucker's cum out of his hole. The two guys smiled, came in, and sank their fat pieces of meat in our well-lubed holes. When they were done shooting, Pete and I eagerly cleaned off their tools with our mouths, including the loose foreskin covering the fat heads. (Damn, I love the taste of my ass on a fat cock!) Smoke! Booty bump! Open door! Next were two leather, muscle bears in harnesses, boots, chaps and leather codpieces. They walked in, shut the door, and snapped off their codpieces to reveal perfectly matched, pierced, beercan thick, cocks!!! Pete and I sat up and each took one in our mouths. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw the one that Pete was sucking pull out a glass pipe from his leather vest. He heated up the bowl with his torch and took a deep drag of the thick, white smoke. I took my mouth off the fat cock that I was sucking, long enough to say, "Fuck yeah, Daddy!!!" He lit it again and handed it to his younger buddy, who filled his lungs with chemsmoke. Pete pulled on his leather Daddy's balls, while he shoved the fat, pierced meat down his throat. "Fuuuccckkkkk!" the leather stud growled. "On your knees, boy," he ordered. Pete and I both got on our hands and knees, exposing our hungry fuckholes for some serious fucking. The two leather studs took turns fucking our asses and mouths for a good 30 minutes (along with a few more tokes on the glass cock...) The feel of those 00 gauge PAs slidin' across our prostates, and the nice stretch from their thick meat (combined with the X and T!) was fuckin' incredible! They finally shot nice, thick loads in our holes, and continued to fuck their cum deep inside us!!! Then, to our surprise, they both got down and greedily sucked the cum out of our fuckslots!!! When they were satisfied, they stood up and traded cum in a deep, sloppy, bear kiss. While they were stuffing their slimy cocks back into their codpieces, I noticed the older stud eyeing our assortment of XXXLarge dildos. "Looks like you guys are into some serious assplay?" he grinned. "You got that right," I said, lubing up our Ty Fox dildo and easily sliding it in Pete's sloppy hole. "Us, too!" he smiled, bending his buddy over and sliding 3-4 fingers in his hairy, muscle hole. "We're gonna go parTy some more, but we'll be back to get our holes stretched! You guys are FFun!!!" he said while licking his buddy's butt juice off his fingers. Smoke! Booty bump! Open door! "Man, I love playin' with versatile guys like us," Pete said, greasing up our Kris Lord dildo and ramming it in my chemhungry pighole. "Fuck yeah!" I moaned, as I leaned over and chewed on his pierced nipples. The next few loads became a blur, as the parTy favors really kicked in. All we knew was that we needed more and more cock! At some point, we looked up, and there were two "wide receiver-sized" Black studs standing in the doorway. A little goofy from the chems, Pete piped up and said, "Hope you guys have some big, fat cocks, 'cause we sure need to get fucked!" The door closed and the towels dropped to reveal two enormously thick, veiny, pierced cocks. Pete and I grabbed our ankles, pulled them back to our heads, and pushed our battered holes open for our two new fuckers. "Damn! Your message wasn't kiddin' about you bein' a coupla pigs!" one of the guys said, referring to my message on the chalkboard. They wasted no time in sinking their thick, fucktools into our slutty jizzholes. "Damn! I never had my cock slide in so easy!" the one with the pierced nipples said. "You must get fucked a lot." "Every chance I get," I panted, as he ground his monstercock as deep as it would go. "Hey, James - how's that dude's ass?" my fucker casually asked his buddy. "Sweet, man. Most guys scream when I deep dick 'em like this. But this dude just keeps on grinnin'," James said, as he through his entire bodyweight into fucking Pete. "Oh -- Fuck -- Oh -- Fuck -- Oh -- Fuck!" I heard Pete chanting in rhythm with James' deep thrusts. Between their muscular legs, big muscular bodies and huge cocks, these RAMstuds powerfucked our greedy holes into ecstasy!!! When they finally came, it seemed like they were unloading a quart of cum in each of us - and they just kept pumping - and pumping - and pumping! When they finally pulled their cocks out with a loud "ploplplplpllp," my ass felt full and empty at the same time... "Give us a while to recharge, and we'll be back for more!" the guy with the nipple rings grinned, as he wrapped his towel around his muscular waist. "Yeah, that's some of the best ass I've ever fucked!" his buddy winked. When they opened the door to leave, our two leather buddies were standing outside. They stared, open mouthed, as the two hung, black athletes squeezed out into the hallway. "You lucky fuckers!" the younger leather bear smiled. "Everybody in the place has been after those two studs since they walked in." The leather guys walked in and closed the door. "Looks like you guys could use a "pick-me-up," the leather Daddy said, as he loaded a good-sized rock in his glass pipe, and fired it up for us. "Thanks, man," I said after I had inhaled a huge white cloud deep into my lungs. "That was one incredible fuck," I said dreamily, noticing that his goateed face was between my legs, sucking out the cumpilation of loads since we'd last seen them. "Mmmmm-Hmmmmm!" he managed to acknowledge as his tongue dug deep into my spunkhole. His buddy/son/slave was between Pete's legs doing the same. More smoke! More booty bump! Lots of assplay between the four of us. These guys weren't kidding when they said they were into heavy assplay. Pete and I put on the leathers we'd brought with us, partied some more, and then got down to the business of workin' our new buddies' holes. Fortunately, they were as much in to catching as they were pitching. Four hungry pigholes definitely got a workout! And with a little Viagra, I think each of us got a turn at fucking the other three's fuckholes! "Damn, I'm glad you boys like to fuck," leather Daddy said, as Pete drilled him with his chem-assisted hardon. "I get tired of bein' the only top around, and I sure love a big dick in my hole after I've been parTyin'," he grinned. "Hey babe, let 'im have some of your cock for awhile," Pete winked, as I pulled my wet 8 incher outta slaveboi's hungry ass. I have to admit, when I'm fucked up, turned on and full of Viagra, I do have a damn thick cock - with a 00 guage PA!!! "How's this feel, fucker?!?!" I growled, sinking my fat cock into his gaping rosebud. "Fuuuuccckkkkk! Now that's what I'm talkin' about! Fuck my hungry pighole, stud!" he yelled. When I looked over, Pete was on top of slaveboi's stiff cock, ridin' like a buckin' bronco. "Pigs fuckin' rule!!!" he yelled, waving his fist in the air. Eventually, hungry for more cock, we opened the door, and our Black studs were waiting outside for another fuck - only now there were four pigs to service!!! One of them left, but came back in about five minutes with two other, equally hot and thickly hung fuckers! Each of us was rewarded with a mindblowing asspounding, ending with a buttload of thick, hot cummmm! Boy, am I glad I put that message on the chalkboard! It definitely paid off this weekend!!!

I just feel being fucked with a condom isn’t really being fucked. As a bottom you are a hole for pleasure and what greater pleasure is there for a top than to breed a bottoms hole. My first time was raw. 95 percent of fucks since then have been raw. And for me I want all that cum in me.

After Pete and I got home from our bathhouse marathon (Sunday afternoon), we jumped in the hot tub to relax and unwind. Problem was, we were so horny from the chems, that we just kept playin'! I laid on the pool deck with my ass at the edge of the hot tub, while Pete royally worked my hole over with his tongue and mouth. I could tell by his moans when he was able to suck out some of the multiple loads that had been shot in me over the last day and a half. When he got tired, he climbed out of the hot tub, squatted over my face and opened his ass right over my mouth. A steady stream of cum ran straight into my mouth. When the flow started to slow, my mouth covered his battered rosebud and hungrily sucked out the remaining drops of anonymous jizz. "Mmmmmm-mmmmmph, mmmmm-mmmmmph," I moaned, while Pete ground his ass obscenely, begging for more. "Fuck, I need some more cock!" I grinned, licking my lips. "Yeah, this shit's really got me goin' this weekend," Pete agreed, as he bent down to stick his cum-covered goatee against mine for a deep snowball kiss. Just about then, the phone rang. It was one of our leather buddies from the night before. He and his BF were still tweakin' and wanted to know if we were up for some more play. We generally don't bring strangers home, so we agreed to meet back at Midtowne and continue the parTy! I repacked our bags of toys, leathers, and supplies, while Pete raided our stash of party favors and mixed up some fresh J-lube. We were back at the baths within an hour - and fortunately our favorite room had just been cleaned (it's a double room with video, and mirrors on all four walls and ceiling). We started out just like last Friday - a tab of X and some smoke from the glass cock. Since we'd never really started down, it didn't take long for us to be ready to go again. "Hey babe, I'm gonna take the douche bulb and check my hole. I'll be back in 10," I said. "Bring me a bottle of water when you come back - pleeeease?" Pete begged. Of course, I took the opportunity to check out the open doors as I made my way to the shower on our floor. Most were closed - either empty, or guys crashing after a night of hard play. Then there were the lurkers - the ones who hide far back in the room with the light completely off - - - I've had some fun with a few, but some can be down right scary. I passed by a room with two guys who looked to be about on the same parTy level as Pete and me. One was wildy shoving a stainless steel sound in and out of his piss slit while his buddy dildo-fucked his hole. I gave them a thumbs up and a grin as I slowly walked by. When I finally got to the shower, a tall, heavily tattooed stud with a low hanging uncut cock was toweling himself off. "You through?" I asked. "Yeah, it's all yours," he said, giving me the once over as I hung my towel on the hook. I pulled the shower curtain two thirds of the way shut, filled the rubber douche bulb from the shower head and proceeded to spray the warm water into my guts. Out of the corner of my eye, I could see that the guy was watching, so I figured I'd give him something to look at. The next time I squirted the bulb up my ass, I bent over pointing my hole directly toward the opening of the curtain. Then I spread my cheeks and let the water spray out - crystal clear! By this time, I noticed that that nice uncut cock was growing into a nice thick piece of fuck meat - not hard, but definitely worth considering. I opened the curtain and grabbed my towel to dry off. "Nice to see a man who takes pride in a clean hole," he grinned, stroking the heavy foreskin back and forth over the mushroom head. "Yeah, my boyfriend loves to eat my ass - but only when it's clean," I teased. "Maybe we'll see you around, later," I patted his shoulder. "I hope so!" he smiled, as I walked back to the room. I passed the chalkboard on the way and wrote: "2 Hungry FFuckPNPigs - Mirrored Room." When I got back the door was closed - unusual - since it was open when I left. Fortunately, we know the manager and he gives us two keys when we get a double room. I quietly unlocked the door, not sure what I'd find inside. There are actually two doors before you get into the room with the bed, etc., so I was able to enter silently. Pete was on his hands and knees, getting fucked by a hot muscled guy with tribal tattoos, shaved head and pierced nipples. In the dim light, I could barely make out what appeared to be an XXL cock accentuated by a heavy chrome cockring and a leather ballstretcher. I guess Pete's fucker saw my reflection in one of the mirrors, 'cause he stopped fucking and stood like a deer in headlights. "Hey man, the door was open an' he said he needed to get fucked," the stud said nervously. "Hey man, you're cool. We both like to get fucked. As long as he goes home with me, no problem!" I grinned, reaching out and giving his fat cock a squeeze. I went about putting my stuff away, and the fucking started up again- slowly. I climbed on the bed and positioned myself with my legs spread in front of Pete. "Hey babe, you need a little smoke?" I whispered in Pete's ear. "Uh-huh," he grunted. I loaded the pipe and held the torch under it until the white vapor started to drift up the tube. Then I held it up to his mouth so he could suck it in. Doug (as I found out his name later) relaxed a bit when he saw this, and started to get back into his earlier fuck rhythm. I did a hit myself, and then forced Pete's mouth down on my cock. When Pete's high, he can deepthroat like crazy! Even my 00 gauge PA! I held the glass pipe up, offering our new friend a hit. He nodded, so I lit the torch again and held the pipe while he inhaled. Doug was really getting into it now - slammin' his thick cock into Pete's slutty hole, while Pete slobbered all over my veiny dick. "Oh fuck! Oh fuck! I'm gonna cum!" Doug panted. "Shoot it, man! Breed his fuckin' hole! Spray his guts!" I yelled, as Doug thrust his hips harder and harder. "Ffuuuucckkkkkk!!" he yelled, holding Pete's hips while he emptied his load deep inside. When Doug finally pulled out, he and Pete collapsed on the bed. I moved around to where I could fit Doug's softening cock in my mouth and clean off the remaining cum and ass juice. Even soft, it was one damn thick cock! "Nice fuck!" I grinned, licking my lips. "You guys are unbelievable," Doug said, recovering his breathing. "Usually I run into all this jealousy shit with couples - but you guys are so cool about it." "Hey, when we met, we knew we both liked to party - we both liked to get sleazy - and we both really liked to get fucked. We knew what we were getting into. And, like I said, as long as we go home together - fuck all the drama!" I laughed. "Besides, we're at a fucking bathhouse - we're here to get fucked - and get fucked a lot!!!" Doug gathered up his towel and keys, and walked toward the door. "Hope to see you guys again!" he grinned. We both chimed in - "Anytime!" More in the next post - this was only the first hour - and believe it or not, it got better!

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?"

Pete (BF) and I went to a BB party last night. Lots of favors. Lots of muscleboys. Not enough tops.... Anyway, when we left this morning, the host handed us three bags of T - said he wanted it out of his house. So....Pete and I stretched the party on through the afternoon - smokin' a little - playin' a little. Finally, about six o'clock, Pete said, "Ya know, we're both clean, we're both fuckin' high.............tubs?" "You're readin' my mind, fucker!" I grinned. It didn't take us thirty minutes before we had our bags packed, and were in the truck headed to Midtowne. While Pete drove, I got on the cell phone and called the bathhouse. Jimmy was workin' the front desk (thank God!) "Hey Jimmy. Pete an' I are headed down there. Anybody in the Mirror Room?" I asked. "Not right now," he answered. "I can hold it for 15 minutes." "Great!" I answered. "We'll be there in ten. We shouldn't have worried - the parking lot was practically empty. But it was just 7 pm. We grabbed our two duffle bags - toys, leather, lube, favors and a small DVD player, and headed in to the nondescript three story building. "Damn! You must've been right around the corner," Jimmy said, when we walked up to the check-in window. "Never hurts to ask for our favorite room," I grinned, trying not to grind my jaws and show how spun I was. Pete slid his ID, membership card and cash through the small passthrough under the window. Jimmy buzzed him through the door and handed him a key and towel. I followed next, getting the obligatory locker (which I wouldn't use) and Jimmy buzzed me through, too. "Have fun guys," Jimmy winked, giving us a knowing smile. We'd played with him in the past, and he could get into some kinky shit! AND he has a HUGE cock!!! We briefly checked out the downstairs hot tub and shower (both empty) before hiking up to the third floor where our room was. The Mirrored Room is exactly that - floor-to-ceiling mirrors on all four walls, and covering the ceiling. I don't think they're real glass mirrors. Probably some kind of reflective plastic sheets. But the effect is really good! It's also a double room, so you get a larger bed and more room to play Pete hooked up the DVD player, while I covered the cheap foam mattress with our black rubber sheet and laid out our toys and leather. "Ya think any of the guys from the party will be here?" I asked Pete while massaging his broad shoulders. "Mmmm - I could hope that hot muscleboy Trey would show up!" he grinned. "I'd love to feel that cock in me again - and I bet he'd be hot in leather!" "Yeah, he was hot - and what about that black guy from Houston - Tristan, I think his name was? Nice big, uncut cock!" I added. "Or, we could be stuck with each other," he said, swiveling around and grabbing my crotch while biting one of nipples through my ribbed tank top. "Mmmmm - I'd be okay with that," I replied, grabbing the back of his head and pressing it to my chest. "Fuck, you're hot!" Pete said smiling. "No - you're hot!" I countered. He gave me that same devilish grin that he did when we met at the baths 20 years ago. I'm so lucky to be married to such a hot man who's as much of a pig as I am, and who enjoys as much anonymous sex. As long as we end up going home together.... "Load up that pipe, and let's get started!" Pete finally said, breaking our embrace. I separated the three bags of crystal that we got at the party - hid two in our duffle and opened one. "This was some good shit that Marty had," I said, scooping out a medium-sized shard and dropping it in the glass pipe. "Yeah, we need to find out who he's buyin' from. I wanna get some more. Whole lot better than that crap Billy sold us over at Club Dallas," Pete answered. "Turn up the volume," I asked Pete. I wanted something to cover the sound of the hissing that our torch made when firing up the pipe. Soon, the moans of Drew Peters being fucked and fisted by Lito Cruz were filling the room, and I started the torch. It didn't take long before the shard liquefied and thick white smoke started to flow up the glass tube. I took the first hit - held it - then shotgunned it into Pete's lungs. I love this part - feeling his stubbled chin against mine - his warm lips - his thick muscular tingue - - - and we're getting fucking high!!! Makes me feels so good and dirty! Pete took the pipe and fired it up again, taking a long, deep hit - and then covering my mouth with his while I inhaled his chembreath. We both laid back on the bed, gazing at our reflection on the ceiling - waiting for the meth to hit. "I'm gonna go check my hole," Pete said, sitting up and digging through our duffle for the douche bulb. He stripped off his tank and jeans, grabbed the bathhouse issue towel and headed to the shower. While he was gone, I stripped myself, did a couple dozen pushups on the sticky floor (gotta have pumped pecs), and snorted some crushed tina (I still love the old school method and the burn in my nose). To be fair, I laid out a line for Pete for when he got back. I heard the key in the lock, and Pete walked in. "Well? Were you clean?" I asked. "Yeah - perfectly clear. But you know, I always have to check," he raised an eyebrow, signaling his obsession with having a clean fuckhole. "Do a line. You'll feel better," I smiled, pointing to the line of meth on the small travel mirror. He smiled and kissed me. "And that's why I love you," he said, taking the silver straw and snorting the white powder up his nostrils. I took the douche bulb and a towel and headed down the hall for my own cleanout. As expected, my cleanout was just like Pete's. We hadn't eaten anything for 24 hours before the party, because we wanted to be clean AND we wanted the drugs to have maximum effect. And since we never really stopped parTying, we still hadn't eaten anything - just lots of water. Neither of us are into scat, so a clean hole is at the top of our playlist....along with meth. Coming back to the room, I saw a tall, muscular guy standing at the end of our hallway. He was a regular at the baths, but we'd never played with him. He had the musclebear look, but I had no idea what he was into. He could've been a cop for all I knew. He nodded and I nodded back. When I got to our room, I had to knock - Pete still had the key. I stood there for what seemed eternity, my towel over my shoulder and the douche bulb in clear sight. Musclebear clearly knew where I'd been and what I'd been doing - - - fuck! what do I care? in fact, I probably WANT him to know that my ass is clean and ready to fuck! Jeez! I way overthink things sometimes.... Pete finally opened the door and I went in. But....thanks to thinking past my embarrassment, I left the door open, and went about my business in the room. Musclebear did walk by - slowing down to take a look, and saw that there were two hot guys in the room! Pete had already put on his leather harness and armbands and was working on getting a leather ballstretcher around his tweaked balls. I figured if Musclebear was interested, he'd seen enough to know what we were into (except the meth). "Mmmm - he looked hot," Pete said. "Yeah, we've seen him before. Don't know what he's into," I answered. "He can be IN me!" Pete joked. "Pig!" I added. "Slut!" he slung back. We both laughed. "Bump?" I asked, waving the baggy in front of Pete's eyes. "You need to ask?" he said, with a raised eyebrow. I licked my index finger and stuck it in the baggy - covered it in crystal. "Show me that hole, babe," I said, holding my hand steady so as not to lose any "product." He got on his hands and knees and reached back to spread his beautiful, muscled ass cheeks. His hole was already puckered from the workout it had gotten at the party the night before. He was teasing me by pushing it out and showing a beginning rosebud. "Hold it open, or I'll spill," I instructed. When it was open, I slid my finger in deep and rotated, wiping the drug on the lining of his rectum. "Fucckkkkkkkkkk!" Pete moaned - not in pain, but in the knowing pleasure that this was going to send him higher. He rolled over on his back and stretched his legs out before sitting up on the edge of the bed. "Okay - now you," he said, taking the baggy away from me. I lay on my back and locked my arms behind my knees, forcing my legs back and my ass up. "Fuck! I never get tired of your hole!" Pete said grinning. I pushed my hole out in response. "Ooooh - hungry, aren't we?" he said, licking his finger, dipping it in the bag and depositing a heft dose of meth in my fuck chute. I welcomed the burn, and the knowledge of the high that would soon come. "Do you think we party too much?" I asked. Pete wrinkled his brow in fake thought. "Not if you like the best, nastiest, longest, kinkiest sex ever," he finally answered. I slid my black leather harness over my head and adjusted the snaps for a tight fit. The workouts at the gym had paid off and the harness really showed off the work on my shoulders and chest. "Now I know why you like the Mirrored Room," Pete said, catching me admiring my reflection. "You know how gays are - it's all about the first impression," I replied. "Don't worry, babe. You look fuckin' hot!" Pete answered. For two daddy-types in our fifties, we both looked damn good. Our only downside was that we were all too often mistaken for tops! Don't get me wrong - we'll breed an ass if it gets one of our cocks hard - but both of us really prefer getting fucked. I slipped on a red cotton jock and my leather biker's cap, while Pete squeezed into a pair of rubber shorts with a codpiece. "Time to take a cruise around the place?" I said, lighting a cigarette and offering one to Pete. "Yeah - hope this wasn't a waste of time," he answered. He grabbed the key and put the elastic band around his wrist and we headed out. The 3rd floor was pretty dead - a few doors open, but the guys inside appeared to be asleep. No sign or Musclebear. There was an AIDS-wasted daddy in the black light room dildo-fucking his hole. He might be fun for later. We headed down the stairs to the 2nd floor. A few more doors were open, but still no action - or at least the kind of action we were looking for. We headed into the maze (in a far corner of the 2nd floor). It was pretty quiet - usually if it's active, you can hear moans and gags and sucking sounds. We made it all the way through without getting groped (kind of disappointing), and I sat down on one of the benches to watch the porn on the TV hanging from the ceiling. Pete kept walking - I figured he was gonna check out the lockers and the hot tub/ communal shower on the 1st floor. I was kinda gooning out to the vanilla porn on the TV when I noticed some movement to my right. There are gloryholes placed throughout the maze, and there happened to be one next to the bench I was sitting on. A nice-sized cock was hanging within reach! It wasn't hard, but it was nice and thick. I shifted slightly on the bench so that I was facing the gloryhole, and gently cupped my hands under the shaved balls. I heard a low moan from the other side of the plywood wall, and circled my thumb and index finger around the cock and balls like a cockring. More moaning. Now normally, cocksucking is low on my list of sexual desires - but for some reason, meth turns me on to it. Without hesitation, I swallowed the whole thing in my mouth and began to suck like crazy. The cock jumped back a little at first, but I still had a firm hold with my right hand. Within seconds, the piece of dickmeat started to fill with blood and harden! I continued to suck and slurp and swallow - and be the noisy cocksucker methpig that I am. I'm sure anyone within earshot heard what was going on. I bet it wasn't two minutes before I heard a voice on the other side of the wall mumble "Gonna cum!" Then I felt the hot bullets hitting the roof of my mouth and back of my throat - and then the salty sweet taste of cum. He shot a HUGE load! When I came off the cock for air, he was still shooting, and I got a nice glob in my goatee. For awhile, all I could hear was panting on the other side, as the cock slowly softened. Finally, I released my hold, and the guy backed away from the hole. He could have easily come around the corner to me, but he went the other direction and out the door. I caught a glimpse of him as he left - a tall older guy who had felched several loads of cum out of my ass on a previous visit. He was really pretty hot, but I guess because of his age, he didn't get a lot of action. (That's one thing I don't like about the gay lifestyle - we're all gonna get old, and we all still want sex. So be kind to your elders!) I met Pete coming up the stairs from the 1st floor. "Gotta little cum in your beard buddy!" he said, leaning in and trying to lick off the splatter. I deep tongue kissed him so he could taste the cum in my mouth. "Mmmmm - - - tastes like you've been busy," he grinned. "Gotta take your loads when and where you can," I answered. "Find any hotties around?" I asked. "Nah - coupla cute twinks in the hot tub, but that's it - but it's only 8:30 - still pretty early," he replied. "I need another smoke," I said. "Pipe or cigarette?" he asked. "Both!"

Part 2 I slowly lifted his shirt up his body, not fully undressing him. Before he knew what was happening, he was underneath me on the mattress, his jeans unbuttoned, with one of my hands still groping his nipples and the other hand sliding underneath his briefs, down his dick and balls and resting over his hole. I knew Chris was smooth, but through touch I confirmed he didn't have a single hair on his genitals or his hole. Didn't even have a single chest hair. I felt my dick stir. Fuck. It's like the boy knew exactly what I liked. Don't get me wrong - I've fucked my fair share of girls, but total smoothness on a boy is completely different. It's not exactly feminine, it's more of acceptance that he is a faggot and a boy, not a man. And unlike with girls, the only reason boys shave and wax is to hopefully please certain men. I could no longer resist. I roughly grabbed the belt of his skinny jeans and ripped them off of him. Fuck, I was going to go insane from lust. Chris' legs were perfectly smooth and highlighted his very toned calves. I could tell how deep his tan was by his deep speedo tanline. Chris must've caught me looking at him with the eyes of a predator. "You like that?" he asked. "Oh, baby...", I groaned. "Oh...baby...." I ran my hands over his body, just groping whatever I can get. He felt so good. His body was cold from being outside, but with my giant wall of muscle cradling him and my hands running all over him, I was going to warm him up fast. I pulled Chris' shirt off next, and decided to leave his jockstrap on. He was wearing a thin black one with white stripes, and it looked hot stretched out over his smooth bubble butt. "Oh...fuck, babe," I kept whispering to myself. I unwrapped him like a present. I took his dick out of his jockstrap, already completely limp from the Tina. Just how I like it. Guys like to play with a faggot's dick, even suck it, but I had already decided for Chris he wasn't going to be using it much. "Daddy! Don't!" Chris cried out as I squeezed his dick hard. I smirked. I wasn't going to keep torturing him, but I just wanted to hear him cry out. And it made me feel happy to hear the boy call me daddy. It didn't faze his affection for me though. Naked on my dirty mattress after i had just inflicted pain on him and enjoyed it, Chris turned to look at me with doe eyes. His pupils were dilated, and he looked a little cracked out already since it was his first time, but there was no mistaking the attachment and affection in his gaze. I had him in my lap (I was still fully clothed), one hand on his nipple and the other hand just softly grazing his hole. He wrapped his arms around my neck. "Daddy... you make me feel so good," Chris whispered. His delicate, angelic face pressed against my hard, muscled one. "Yeah baby? Daddy's gonna make you feel real good all the time," I uttered back in a deep, seedy whisper. My lips grazed his as my sentence trailed off. I started kissing him softly, then hungrily tongued him and slobbered over him, sloppy and aggressive. Then I'd get tender again. While kissing him, it occurred to me that he wasn't as tweaked as I wanted him to be yet. He was obviously high, wired and uncontrollably horny, but I prefer to have sex with sluts who are completely fucked up and barely even functional. When I broke the kiss, I held up the bong. "Want another hit, baby?" I asked. "Fuck yeah," Chris said excitedly. "Take another. Take a couple," I added with a grin. I pressed the mouthpiece of the bong to his lips and lit it up. The body of the bong was almost yellow with how thick the smoke was. He had to stop sucking halfway and exhale, blowing out a stream of the thickest white clouds I've seen in a while. But he wasn't done, and I pressed the bong to his lips again to make sure he emptied the smoke inside. He coughed and gagged, a little nauseous from the taste and the heaviness of the vapor. I gave him some time to recover - I didn't have anything to get the taste out, unfortunately, but that didn't mean he could stop hitting the bong. After he finished coughing, I immediately pressed the bong to his lips again and I didn't go easy on him, giving him just as intense of a hit the second time. I fucking torched the bowl. Almost immediately after, i dipped my finger into a tub of vaseline, then scraped a couple crystals, and slowly dug it into his fresh pink pussy. "Ahhh!" he moaned. He winced as the crystals slowly dissolved into his bloodstream, burning him from inside. I know it hurt, so i just let my fingers sit there for a bit and let him recover. Again, even though I was the one who caused him pain without warning or consent, he looked at me for comfort. Eyes desperate for a kiss to make the pain better. I quickly complied, making out with him sweetly as his hole finally adjusted. I slowly pulled my fingers out. He kissed me hungrily like he loved me. Maybe he did. Boys fall quickly like that. He didn't even know that he wasn't going to be leaving this dark room with its dirty mattress for the foreseeable future. His eyes were out of sync at this point, and he was muttering unintelligibly. A bit of drool was leaking from his lip and his body had small convulsions here and there every time he got a chill. "You feel good, baby?" I asked. "Yeahhh!" he practically yelled. "Fuck daddy, I wanna be a meth whore! All I want is more drugs and as much cock as I can get!" Parts of his speech went in and out, but I'm pretty sure that's what he said. His hand was over his hole, desperately trying to make it feel something. "Faggot," I growled, suddenly changing my tone. "You're finally where I want you. Two steps away from an overdose." This only turned Chris on. His blue eyes, which faded a little in color, glared at me in an attempt to focus on my face. "I want... I want to always be this fucked up when I'm with you," he said weakly. "Daddy... Daddy, can you fuck me? Please? I need it...I need it so bad." I put my mouth against Chris' ear and whispered, "Fucking faggot whore. Look at you begging for my dick inside your little cunt." "Please... please," he kept pleading. "Daddy, I need a dick inside my hole." In the ten minutes we've been laying together on this filthy mattress, I had become Daddy to Chris and he'd become Faggot to me. As far as I can remember, we never used our actual names with each other again. My lip curled as I got turned on by how our names solidified our new relationship. I grabbed him by his tiny waist and threw him on the other side of the mattress. "Spread your legs wide open, Faggot," I demanded. "Show me that pussy." Faggot wasted no time. He raised his legs and spread them as wide as he could. He even grabbed his asscheeks and pulled them apart with his hands, desperately trying to open his hole up more. Damn. It really was a pussy. It was smooth and bright pink. The hole was so tender and tight you would've thought it was untouched. Just looking at it made me want him to bear my children. I had to unbutton and unzip my jeans right away as my dick was getting so hard that it was hurting, trying to burst through my pants. It swooped right out, completely hard, pointing directly out from me. I'm proud of my dick. It's not a beer-can dick. It's not so thick. However, it's a full 10.5" of average girth, totally solid, uncut bone. It might have even been a little on the thin side. Now I don't know why, but even when I smoke Tina, my dick is always rock hard once I'm horny. It's like I had reverse erectile dysfunction, my dick always got the stiffest and hardest boners, ever since I was a boy. Occasionally, it could only get semi-hard if I do too much Tina, but a cock ring and a viagra quickly turn it into a rock pole. My manhood seemed to perfectly complement Faggot's cunt hole. It was so tight, the hardness and small girth would more easily enter. I wasn't going to risk damaging his hole just yet though. I need that thing to work for a long time. I squirted a ton of baby oil into the tub of vaseline and scooped a giant, gooey lather of the grease onto his hole, rubbing it in a little with my finger. I rubbed a light layer on my dick too. I tossed Faggot a fresh bottle of poppers, a silent order for him to prepare himself. Violently spun, he fumbled to unscrew the bottle and shakily snorted from both nostrils. Deep. Just as he was about to screw the cap back on, I stopped him. "Wait - 2 more deep hits," I ordered. The boy looked like he had been destroyed by the combined highs of the meth and the poppers. His blond hair was tousled, his blue eyes wonky, his white teeth chattery, and now he looked dizzy and unfocused. All he could produce were loud moans and "Oh...Fuck..." I took the bottle of poppers from him. I didn't trust him to put the cap on safely anyway. I took two deep hits too. Fuck. A wave of what can only be described as intense perversion swept over me, and as the poppers dotted my vision, I looked at Faggot through an even more degrading lens. He was so damn sexy with his tan smooth body and his legs spread open for me, it was even hotter that his clean cut appearance was trashed by how drugged up he was. As the rush of the poppers hit me and then swept behind me, all I could think about was fucking him however I wanted. I pressed my dick hard against his greased up pussy. It still met with a little resistance, but the poppers relaxed his hole significantly and opened it up a lot more. My dick was uncut, so the head didn't need to pop in first. It penetrated like a stick. "FUUUUUUCK YEAHHHH!" I roared like a beast. "OHHHH FUCK! FUCKKK IT'S IN!" Faggot yelled. My head spasmed with pleasure, and my eyes rolled back into my head. For a moment, I even thanked my parents for not circumcising me so that I could enjoy the full pleasure of the pussy I was in right now. The Faggot's breeding hole was warm, soft, and tightly wrapped around my dick. Most of all, he was wet too. His hole squirted like crazy from arousal. The drugs probably helped with that. My dick felt so much friction against his insides and was coated with so much of the oily lube and juice that my body shook from the sensations I felt. "Unh! Uhhhh!" he moaned like a bitch as I continued to push in deeper.. and deeper. Whenever he thought it couldn't get any deeper, I pressed his legs further back and shoved more in. His eyes widened as my dick hit a painful spot. Because it was so hard and didn't curve to the inside of his hole, it probably jammed deeper than his pussy could even take. "AHH! SO DEEP!" he screamed, wincing in pain. "YEAH?" I boomed. "YOU FEEL IT DEEP IN YOU?" "TOO DEEP! TOO DEEP!" he gasped. "Fuck you, Faggot. You'll get used to it," I said. And then I spit on him. It landed in a thick wad on the side of his perfect, shiny, tan cheek. He looked helpless, and if I could get any harder from that, I would've. My dick might've pulsed with arousal. A smooth twink with a smooth tight hole completely at my mercy, meaning no one was going to stop anything I did to violate or degrade him. I allowed Faggot to take two more deep hits of the poppers before moving my dick. Once the cap was screwed on, the gloves came off. I withdrew almost the entire length of my dick, which must've felt crazy for the boy, then plunged back in. And out and in again, and out and in again, so fast the Faggot could barely breathe and scream to keep up. My dick ripped through his pussy, stabbing in and out. Each stroke made me feel like his cunt was rubbing ecstasy straight into my dick. It definitely felt even better watching him yelp at the top of his lungs with each thrust. "UH! UH! UH! UH! AH! UHH!" "FUCK YOU, YOU STUPID SLUT! I'M GONNA FUCK THAT TWEAKED UP CUNT SO HARD BECAUSE THAT'S WHAT YOU FUCKING DESERVE, FAGGOT! YOU FUCKING WHORE TRASH!" I barked. I didn't care if he was loud. When I got verbal, I yell obscenities at whoever I'm fucking. I sound like a drill sergeant. His screaming and moaning and my aggressive roaring mixed together to fill the silent room with the explosive sound of sex. The fact of the matter is the household upstairs can complain all they want to the landlord, but their noise complaints go unheard. The landlord buys crack from me (after all, that's how I got the basement), so he's on my side and would do anything to keep the police from coming. I found out a week later they left before their lease ended because they couldn't live with the extremely loud sex through the thin ceiling/floor occurring at all times of day and weird times of night. I pounded Faggot for 40 minutes straight. His sexy legs and delicate smooth little feet bounced and flailed around my arms and shoulders the whole time as I fucked him. If a while went by without any harsh words reminding him his only worth was giving me pleasure with his body and pussy, I'd spit on him and slap him. At one point, I pulled out completely. Then I charged in, ramming straight to the deepest point I could possibly reach, and while his little body folded to take the impact, I spit straight into the center of his face, splattering from his nose to his cheekbones, then slapped him hard with the full force of my titanic, muscular strength. His face was so red it burned through the tan. He cried out in surprise and pain, but took it like a good slave boy. To reward him, I grabbed him by the hair and slapped him across the face three more times before spitting on him one more time and giving him a quick kiss. Then I grabbed one of his ankles and punch-fucked him for a minute straight. He was gasping for air, not even being able to react to the abuse happening so quickly and one after another. But no matter what I did, when he looked me in the eyes, it was the same expression of love, only shadowed by a bit of pleading. He was high as a kite and he couldn't help it, because the dick felt so good in him and he was so horny and hungry for a man to use him, all he could see was his strong, sexy, manly daddy. At this point, he knew that his daddy was depraved and sadistic. But dick and drugs could turn a boy into a hopeless lover. Finally, I felt the electric sensation of wanting to cum, an burning sensitivity rushing through my penis as it thrusted. I grabbed both his ankles hard enough to snap them off and buried my cock to the hilt as I unloaded one of the biggest nuts in recent memory. My whole body convulsed as I roared and gasped, shuddering as my cock just pulsed inside him, shooting jet after jet of my seed into him. He moaned in ecstasy as he felt my dick harden and vibrate. Then, everything became silent besides for our grunting and panting. I slowly pulled my dick out. A splash of cum was dragged back with it and popped out of his hole. One thick drop trickled down his tailbone. For a moment, all I could do is just touch him and finger him gently to feel the cum inside his hole. It was still so smooth and tender. It's amazing how something that felt so soft inside could withstand the brutal beating my dick just gave it. Faggot looked completely used up and laid limp, his legs having fallen on the mattress after his marathon of having them being split apart. He was still a handsome, beautiful boy even like this. I laid down next to him and caressed his face and body, kissing him. "Daddy," he groaned weakly. "I... i want more..." I smiled just a little, feeling pride in how much of a cock whore I turned him into in just an hour. Out of impulse, I suddenly decided to revise my plan for enslaving him. I was just going to take him. I got up and zipped my jeans up. From one of the cabinets I retrieved a brown leather leash with a 5 foot chain. I pressed my body down on Faggot to restrain him and clipped the collar of the leash around his neck. I looped a small padlock around where I clipped it and locked it shut. Then, I tied the chain around one of the pipes protruding from the wall and put a padlock around the tied chain. I had the keys in the main room, where he wouldn't be able to reach. Tweaked and confused, Faggot yanked experimentally at the chain. Then, he realized he was trapped, but he didn't panic. He looked at me with puppy eyes with a pleading look, just waiting for me to explain. I got on the mattress with my enslaved boy and held his naked body in my giant arms. "Listen, Faggot," I said softly. "I'm going to turn you into my whore. You're going to live here now, and you're never going to leave this fucking room, got it? I recorded everything that just happened, you doing the drugs and getting fucked, and I'm going to anonymously send it to your parents, teachers, friends, whoever I can get ahold of. You're never going to see or talk to any of those people ever again. I'm going to smash your phone, throw out your house keys, and keep your wallet. From now on, this is your new reality." Even violently high, Faggot was realizing the gravity of the situation. "Daddy... Please! Don't show anyone the video. Please," he begged. "I'll be a good boy. I'll do whatever you want. Please..." Tears welled up in his eyes, realizing the shock that would hit everyone he ever knew. I ran my hand through his hair. "Bitch, you're going to do whatever I want anyways. That's not going to stop me. I'm going to send it to all of them through your phone and tell them you couldn't resist your inner whore anymore and ran off to become a pornstar. And you're going to become a pornstar, because these videos are going on any porn site I can publish them on, and I'm going to make whatever money I can from filming you. From now on, your purpose is taking my dick whenever I'm horny and making money using your body and cunt. All of my nut goes in you. All of my piss goes in you or on you. There are going to be men coming in and out to come fuck you. That's because I'm going to sell your pussy to them. When I make a sale, I'll tell you to get ready." Faggot looked at me with fear and arousal. His lip trembled, and his handsome face looked almost pitiful. He looked so helpless and boyish I almost felt sorry for him until I remembered that he's just a piece of property now. Even still, I knew a small part of him was excited to be with me and embrace an endless cycle of drugs, sex, and personal and physical maintenance. ------ The next day, I woke up with Faggot in my arms. Being in the basement with no windows, I couldn't even tell what time it was or how long we slept. Last night, he cried a little bit after reality kicked in, but I gave him some weed to smoke and slept on the mattress with him instead of my bed. The boy calmed down eventually and fell asleep, and I fell asleep holding him. I let him continue to sleep. One perk of being here is that he doesn't have to wake up to an alarm. When he eventually did wake up, I was ready to introduce him the finer details of his new life. I made him a small breakfast of eggs and packaged fruit and brought him a gallon jug of water for the day. As he ate, I spoke. "We're going to have to have rules to keep you in place. "Let's start with the most important one. You can't refuse any man I sell you to. Old, ugly, fat, short, sweaty, smelly, I don't give a fuck. They pay, they fuck. If they want to fuck raw, which will be encouraged because I'm not supplying condoms, you take it raw. Nod if you understand." Faggot nodded vigorously, determined. "Second. Sometimes I'm going to have to take you out. I might take you on a house call to a john or to a bathhouse. I definitely have to take you to the doctor and get tested constantly since you'll be taking so much raw dick and cum. You're going to get diseases, so I gotta catch them fast so that you can still fuck. You need to go to a dentist, go to the gym, and tan. When we go out, I lead you by your leash and you keep a blindfold on. You get one outfit to put on: the one you wore here today. You hop right into the back of my van and wait for me to let you out." "People are also going to ask questions. They're going to see you filthy and dressed like a street whore when you show up to the doctor's office. Let me do the talking. Under no circumstances are you to talk to anyone when we go out unless it's a man who's going to fuck you. I want my whore to interact only with men who use you for sex. That'll be all you know and all the companionship you get. If you try to ask anyone for help, remember you'll be out on the street homeless with severe withdrawal from any number of drugs I'm gonna put you on. That, and before I go to jail, I'm going to beat the shit out of you. And you won't have any money or ID, because, third, any money you earn goes to me. Whatever you need, I buy for you if I want to. Including drugs. "Fourth, you keep cum inside you as long as you can. I will flush your hole out regularly to keep it clean, but you are a cum dump slut and when I fuck you at the end of the night, you better be oozing. I don't care how nasty the guys are who breed you, you respect them by letting their sperm inseminate every fiber of your being. "Fifth, you will always be high. I'll be fucking you up with all kinds of stuff of my choosing. I even got stuff to make you sleep. When men come to fuck you, you will always be tweaked beforehand and given more during or in-between. If you're going to be my whore, I'm going to force you to be heavily addicted to drugs and sex. The johns will know that you are useless without drugs and sex and therefore should feel like they can treat you pretty much however they want because you're a desperate, fucked up piece of garbage who needs their dick to survive. I will make sure you're safe and not damaged in order to ensure you can continue doing your job. "Finally, your name is no longer Chris, and I don't want to ever hear that name again. From now on, your name is now Faggot. One of my buddies learned how to tattoo, so he'll be tattooing your name as a tramp stamp on your back. That way, johns will know that Faggot is your name." I finished as Faggot finished chewing his food. It took him a long time to put it down since he still had residual T in his system. He looked at me with those blue eyes, fresh and sparkly after a full night's sleep, but a little red from crying. Then, unexpectedly, he leaned into me and wrapped his smooth body around my torso and rested his ass in my lap. "Daddy?" "Yeah, Faggot?" "Does this mean I'm going to do meth everyday and get fucked by you constantly? Multiple times a day?" "Yeah. You're going to feel real good on T all the time, baby. And now that I have you, I'm never going to jerk off again. If I wanna get off, we have sex." The boy leaned his blond hair into my big chest. He felt so small and fragile in my arms, even though he was a fully toned and developed young man. "Then fuck it. I want to be your whore, and I don't need anything from my old life. As long as I have you, I don't need anything or anyone else. At home or at school, I'm always horny and wishing that men were gay and would fuck me. If the only human interaction I have is with men and through having sex, that's more than enough. I want to be a good whore for you, Daddy." I looked at Faggot and felt nothing but pride and love for the boy. I took his life from him and he's still going to be a good whore boy for me. That's exactly the kind of unconditional worship I expect from him. I wanted to tell him I love him, but what I really loved was the piece of flesh that he was. I held him in my arms and kissed him softly for a while, and then without a word, I stood up and left him chained there. I opened up grindr, Scruff, bbrt, A4A, and craigslist. It was time to make him some profiles. Part 3 coming soon

The next morning, I waved goodbye to my mother and got to the sauna about an hour before opening. Bill was behind the desk doing some paperwork. “Morning Timmy.” He said. I could hear some banging and clattering down the hall. “Got some guy’s in to fix the showers. One of the cubicles has a leak.” He said, typing something on the computer. I undressed, hanging my clothes in the cupboard behind the desk, and feeling the excitement grow as I got naked. There was a crumpled pack of lube in the locker. With shaky hands, I squeezed some onto a finger and smeared it over my arsehole as I’d been told. When I turned round, Bill had dropped his trousers and pants and was stroking his erection. “I hate doing these accounts,” He said, pulling me over to the counter. “Somehow they never seem to add up. Bend over, there’s a good lad.” I bent over the counter and he got behind me, still looking at the screen. Slowly, he slid his cock up me and begun to fuck me. “That’s better,” He said. “How’s your mum today?” “O..ok.” I gasped as he worked himself towards a climax. “That’s good….tell her I said you’re doing a good job, will you?” He thrust faster, then suddenly grunted and I felt his cock throb as it spurted. When he was done, he slid out and wiped it with a tissue and then returned to the screen. “That’s better.” He slapped my arse in appreciation. “Now go and see if the guys doing the shower need a cup of tea.” I got up and used the dirty tissue to wipe my backside, then went along the corridor to the shower area. There were two guys working there – almost like laurel and Hardy. One was short, fat and red-faced with filthy jeans below a belly bulging below his t-shirt and the other was wearing t-shirt and shorts and had hollow cheeks and skinny arms and legs They barely looked up when I appeared naked in the doorway. “Would you like some tea?” I asked, my cheeks red with embarrassment at being nude in front of them. “Mac? Time for a break?” said the skinny one. Mac nodded. “Two sugars for me. Jack here takes just milk.” I went off to the kitchen and made a couple of mugs of tea. When I returned, they were standing looking at the shower. “I think you’re right, Mac. Looks like that crack at the back is the problem.” Mac nodded, scratching his fat arse through the jeans. “Put them over there.” said Jack. I went and put them on a table. “What’s your name?” asked Mac, unzipping the fly below his bulging belly. “T..Timmy.” I replied, mesmerised as he pulled his jeans open and dug out a long, thick cock, rolling the foreskin over the head as it grew erect. “That’s the problem with these places,” Said jack, lifting off his t-shirt and dropping his shorts. “They don’t look after them like they should.” His cock was long and thin like him, and I noticed the veins standing out on his arms and legs. Mac also removed his t-shirt, exposing a huge scorpion tattoo which covered his pudgy shoulder, and a floppy belly above his glistening cock. Jack sat down on the sofa and rubbed his cock as Mac bent me forward until my face was in Jack’s crotch. I took his cock in my hand and began to lick the salty tip, noticing his dry, scaly skin and a couple of sores on his thighs. “well,” said Mac, getting behind me and resting his belly on my back. “That just means more work for us!” He thrust his cock into me, and I gasped at its girth which stretched my hole wide before sliding home and I felt his heavy balls slap against mine. Jack idly rubbed my hair as I sucked him whilst his partner fucked me with short, urgent thrusts. “Nice hole on this one.” He said to Jack who just grunted in acknowledgement. “Timmy wasn’t it?” He leant forward and whispered in my ear, his bulky body on my back. “Mmmm.” I replied, my mouth full of Jack’s cock.” “Well, Timmy. Here comes my dirty cum. Bill said he wants you knocked up!” With that, he gave a loud gasp and thrust hard into me and I felt his cock twitch and cum, twitch and cum. “Fuck, that was good!” He grunted as he levered himself off me and pulled out. “Hurry up, Jack, we’ve got work to do.” Jack raised my head, turned me round and pulled me down. His long, thin cock slid easily up me given the lube and two loads in my rectum, and I found myself sitting in his lap, impaled on his cock. “Crouch up a bit.” He said. I put my hands on his thighs and lifted myself so he could thrust up into me from below. “Dirty bastard” Laughed Mac. “Look at that cum dripping out!” He was right. As Jack’s cock fucked me, cum and lube dripped out and smeared his balls. Meanwhile, Mac had dressed and was on his knees fixing the crack. He looked over his shoulder and said. “C’mon Jack, I need a hand.” Jack grunted and snorted and then I felt him trembling as he added his spunk to the mix in my arse. Then he pushed me off and used and old towel to wipe himself. They ignored me, drinking their tea and discussing the shower as I wiped myself on the old towel and went back to reception on weak legs.

Obviously to start with it feels sooo much better. But for me it's submitting to the top, knowing he's in me bare and in total control owning my ass.

I was horny as hell when I got to my room and spied just what my aching Balls needed—a Nude on his bunk, Ass in the air, no Condoms in sight—the perfect portent to what I hoped would be a heady night of breeding. I tore off my clothes and rushed over buck naked. The guy stirred when I slapped his round Bubble Butt with my Dick. As my eyes adjusted, I noticed what the dim incandescents had concealed—a steady stream of Jizm dripping from his Hole to the mattress. Sweet Jesus! What a sight for sore eyes! Late 20s, maybe 30, 5-10,160 pounds, Latino, with a nice face and full lips. The guy started to rise, but I pushed him back down on his belly. The sight and smell of all that Cum aroused me, and I wanted to make love to his Pussy before I spewed my Toxin up his Cunt. I felched a huge Load and savored it. I wanted to leave plenty to lube my Fuck Stick, but the musky taste of Man Juice overwhelmed me. I slurped another Load, flipped him over, and fed him a juicy glob of Jizm. He sucked it like a Greedy Little Pig, and we swapped stale Seed back and forth with hot, nasty Kisses. "Damn, Fucker, YOUR HOLE IS SWEET! How many Loads you got up there?" "10 or 12, I suppose. Kinda lost track. Not countin' the black bastard who shot in me twice—Humungous Dick!—the nervous-norvous of a Married Dude who pulled out as he was cumin', an' the KS Dalmatian who spooged while he was soft. Some days ya gotta take on all Cummers. Some days ya can't get enough. Understand?" Equinanomous on the outside, my Dick throbbed with Lust. I was so aroused that I didn't know what to do first with the fuckin' Bitch Boy. I fingered-fucked his Asshole—still amazingly tight—and withdrew another wad of creamy Spooge. He sucked my finger dry, and we shared another slimy Kiss. God, could he make Love! Although we were the same height, I had 30 pounds on him, so I pinned him like a Tiger does his Prey. I usually don't care if my Anonymous Fucks get off or not, but I had an inkling he was my kind of Whore—that when I slid my Diseased Fuck Stick up his Slimy Pussy I’d satiate us both. His hungry Lips clamped on my Pecs; and like a starved baby, he suckled my Nips. "Oh, Fuck Yeah! Daddy's gonna breed your Bitch Cunt! You're gonna get my first Load of the night, Boy; and it's gonna be FUCKIN’ SICK! I'm gonna fill your fuckin' Pussy with Jizm and a whole lot more!" "Fuck me, Daddy, please! I've been waiting all day for someone like you to make love to me! I need it real bad!" “FUCK, FUCK, FUCK!” The way the Fucker carried on sent shivers up my spine. It was one of those truly rare encounters—when you find another Sex-Starved Pig who truly shares your Passion, not just your Lust. I wanted to make love to that Boy instead of just another Doggie-Style Fuck. I locked eyes with him and drew his legs up to my shoulders. I took a hit of Jungle Juice and aligned my Tool with his still drooling Cunt. His Cunt was so wet that my fat Meat slipped in with ease. He let out a huge sigh which I quickly muffled with my dirty words. My Dick gleamed with fagged-out Spooge exuding from his hairy Twat. The ripe smell of Jizm mixed with sweat and Poppers deluged me. I fucked like a dead man screwin' his last piece of Meat, interspersing curses of "You Fuckin’ CumSlut!" with affirmations of love. He pleaded for me to breed him as he slurped the sweat dripping off my abs and fed it back to me in wet kisses. Every time he pushed up to meet my thrusts, I smelled seeping Jizm. My only regret was my fuse had already been lit, and I knew I would soon explode. "OH FUCK, YEAH, BABY! DADDY'S GONNA BREED YOUR PUSSY! YOU WANT IT BAD, DONCHA BABY? OH FUCK, YEAH! “Y--E--A--H--H--H--H!" I almost blacked out as I gripped the Boy and slammed hard with my hips. Wave after wave of Poz Juice gushed from my Balls, inundating his Ass Walls with Poison. After a few seconds I collapsed on him, held him tight, and used my Rod to trap the Spooge in his Hole. I whispered how much Daddy loved his sweet Mancunt. We kissed and made out while my Bug Strain penetrated deep in his Being. After 10 minutes I pulled out. His Pussy Lips had stayed tight; but I wanted to savor his Seed one more time. I asked him to squeeze out a few precious drops Greedily I felched them and fed them past his Lips. I needed to shower, clear my head, and recharge my Balls for another Young Man. He smiled and we kissed goodbye.