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Chapter 8 “Fuck man, I can feel your hole getting hotter by the second!” Taron said, now casually sliding two fingers in and out of me in swift motions, trying to graze my prostate on every hit. Electricity shot through me and I couldn´t contain small shakes now and then. “Fuuuck…” I muttered. “Yep” Jamal answered, guiding my head back onto his cock. I latched onto it like I was starving and now it was his turn to gasp, which made me smile in bliss. I heard him using the pipe again, but he just blew the smoke down on me and this time, I barely noticed. I was in my own little world, savoring this cock in my mouth, lapping up his sweet precum and feeling two (or maybe even three by now?) fingers in my ass. When Taron added his tongue to the mix and licked the outside of my hole, I was shocked from the sensation for a second and Jamal used that by choking me head on his deck even more. In short: I was putty in their hands. Suddenly Taron withdrew his fingers and I would have protested, had I had the possibility, but my mouth was still occupied. So when something else demanded entrance to me, my eyes flew open. Was this the big moment? Jamal snickered over me. “Your pretty big eyes look shellshocked baby! Yes, now the time! You realized that, didn´t you? Time to get your ass impaled, too!” “Don´t you worry Jakey!”, Taron chimed in, ”Your ass is gonna love and we prepared it well. Just relax and let that dick slide inside where it belongs. Open up your sweet hole to let my cock make you feel really good, okay? Now, take a deep breath!” He handed Jamal a bottle of poppers, which Jamal quickly opened and held under my nose, his cock still half in my mouth. “Deep breath in each nostril!” he said in a commanding voice. That totally wasn´t necessary, as I wanted this cock in me as badly as never before, but also was afraid I couldn´t take it, even with all the stuff they had already given me. So I gladly inhaled the poppers of a brand unknown to me. When I let out the second breath and started to feel the typical heat and relaxing wave building up, Jamal commanded “Another one!” and I did as I was told. Then something unexpected happened: He put the poppers away and clamped my nose shut with his fingers while sliding his cock inside deeper, so I was unable to breathe out. Now, I was getting really fucking hot. And of course, even higher. But I had learned: While my first instinct was, to lift my hands up and push Jamal away, I suppressed that feeling and let it happen. It was no use anyway, would earn me even more problems and… fuck it felt nice. I was slightly loosing it, when I felt my ring giving in and the fucking biggest dick I´d ever had enter me. I squirmed and Jamal finally removed his hand from my nose, so I let out the fumes and got some fresh air, while Taron´s cockhead settled into its freshly conquered land. I almost blacked out from the overload and Jamal quickly grabbed me by my shoulders to support me. “Don´t you dare sliding away from one of our cocks baby. It´s very important to keep our cocks inside you, even when it´s hard sometimes, okay?” “Yes…” I mumbled around his cock, barely able to say something, while Taron pushed another inch himself into my hole. I gasped and when another wave of the high rolled over me, it turned into a sigh and I relaxed into their dicks, allowing them to use me to their delight, penetrating my body even further. “Fuck yes, that´s it sweety! Give me that hole!” Taron growled. He had been pretty quiet and trying to apply an even pressure, but now that about half his dick was inside of me, he withdrew some of it, to get better leverage to push even more inside on his next thrust. I couldn’t keep up with the events and just gave in completely now, letting those fuckers use me. Taron started to pound away at my hole, sinking his cock deeper with every thrust, penetrating me, where no one had ever been. At the same time, Jamal used my mouth in a quite similar way, but he had no problem sinking his cock into me as far as it would go. I was taken out of own little world, when Taron suddenly pushed his dick up inside of my hole to the hilt. Jamals withdrew his cock simultaneously (had they prepared this?), so I could at least breathe. I felt him hot my second hole and breach it, already prepared for this from the recent battering. Before I could say something, Taron pulled my body towards him and took my arms back, so I needed to steady myself against him. He pulled my arms behind my back and grabbed them with one hand, while he put his other arm around my upper body. “Feel that?” he hissed in my ear, when he let his cock pulse, deeply buried in my hole. “That´s now your only anchor, when I let you fall… But we´ll keep that for another time. Now, slowly stand up with me and let my cock guide you!” I tried to follow his command, but my legs struggled to comply, so his cock and arms painfully hoisted my up, as he stood up. He then pushed me through the flat, around the couch and into the hallway and then another room I hadn´t yet seen. Jamal was already there and the room glowed in a dim, red light. It contained a big bed, a sling and several boxes and shelves with gear and toys. But my eyes were drawn to Jamal, who was just sitting on the bed´s headboard, holding the glas pipe in one hand and stroking his cock with the other. He smiled when we entered. “You look good when you´re used as you should be!” “Thank you!” I answered, beaming at him. Jamal pushed me forward towards the bed and I crawled onto it to devour Jamals beautiful erect dick again. Before ich started slurping though, I asked “May I taste your cock again?” He flashed me another smile, saying “Fuck yeah Jakey! Go on and take it!” before Taron continued his assault on my hole.

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.

So...this year is looking great. What can I say? Master knew I was made for this, and is actively working to make my addiction to cum even stronger. I really don't spend a minute without thinking to have a cock pumping hot cum inside my ass. It's been a great year until now, months of training resulted also in a nice ass to grab and fill with sperm. Current load count is 1419...the record is a bit far (1750) but I am sure that Master will slut me out during the last part of the year, since we're supposed to also travel around the US. Unfortunately had to stop a couple of weeks due to a syphilis test coming back positive (I test every 45 days)...which is shit as I am used to have 2/3 guys unloading in my ass each day...I cant cope with the level of hornyness I have right now. Suggestions?

And I never got to see what he looks like.. And I am fine with that! While out and about looking for cans early this morning I saw a condom in one of the trash cans. I snagged it up real quick like! The pig in me was beyond stoked but didn't realize how big the pot is gold I had just captured was until right now. . I got back to my place fast as all hell and grabbed my lube shooter, and this thing is practically full! This guy was smashing some pussy, you can smell it on the condom. When I cut it open some sprayed in all directions hehe. Lucky me!

me getting a big bear's cock hard so he can piss and cum up my ass

It feels real good for the btm, so-so to not so good sometimes for the top. But still can be fun for a while.

He is more Mussolini than Hitler in my opinion. Donnie isn't the leader of this axis, he is Putin's second.

We met at the local park and checked each other out. He was a computer geek, 27, short choppy brown hair, and thick glasses. The only thing he didn't have was a pocket protector. But that's okay. Alan is cute. Plus, he’s real thin, something I prefer in a bottom. And NEG. Make that past tense. He sported a good eight inches. Too bad he never got to use it. Anyway, we hit it off. And I really wanted his ass. His place wasn't free, and neither was mine. He claimed to have roommates, but I suspected he lived at home. So we went to a local motel. We chatted awhile, but I grew impatient. I pushed him down on the bed, and kissed him all over, and tore off his clothes. He was naked in less than five minutes. Alan was smooth and very thin. I felt his rib cage against me as I devoured his tits. His moans were suppressed and subdued, probably from constantly having family around. Regardless, I ravished his body, licking and teasing and nipping everywhere. I wanted to get him ready to plow. I knelt at the foot of the bed, and gave him a blowjob. I freed up my cock and lathered it with my precum. I had Alan writhing and whimpering. I moved my mouth to his hole, and he nearly shot off the bed. He moaned and raised his ass to my lips and told me how great it felt to be rimmed. Soon, his Geek-Pussy was pulsing against me, begging for cock. I lubed up my Death-Dick and lifted his legs. I looked him straight in the eyes and plowed into his mancunt. His face twisted in agony as he stretched to accommodate me. “Wanna be fucked?” A rhetorical question. I was already inside him, and it was gonna happen if it hadda be rape. “Pleeease,” he whispered. I grabbed his tits and twisted ‘em hard. His mouth formed into an "O" as the pain and the pleasure hit him. With him distracted, I slammed into him. He screamed, but it came out as a yelp. I grinned down at him and started my Power-Fuck, bouncing him on the bed like a lifeless rag-doll. My POZ cock knocked the shit out of him as my dick shredded his hole. His choppy hair sweaty, lay plastered against his forehead; his thick glasses, askew on his face. I straightened up, and grabbed him by the back of the neck. Reflexively his thin arms flew about me as I pivoted him onto my pole. His full weight plunged down on my pubes, as I plowed away at his delectable manpussy. “Oh God!” he cried, as I stabbed at his prostate. I watched in the cheap motel mirror, aroused at the sight of this 130 pound NEG impaled on my leaking POZ pole. If only he knew of the joys I wished to imbue! I clamped on his neck and bit into him like a fucking CHARGED vampire, leaving a blood-filled POZ hickey on the base of his neck. I wondered how he’d explain that to Mommy and Daddy. Alan started to quiver, as grunts escaped from deep in his psyche. A wetness splashed on my stomach, and I looked down to find him spurting NEG cream. With each jab from my pole came another ass spasm and another splash of impotent NEG jizz. I hoped I could cure him of that. After 5 or 6 spurts, he quivered and went limp. I ignored the pain in his face and his half-baked complaints he couldn’t take anymore. I was a man on a mission. Ten minutes later, I fired off my own pent-up volley—shooting gobs of POZ jizz up his well-abused ass. We lay quiet and cuddled, 20 minutes or more, before I screwed him again. I tried to make the second fuck even more brutal, and Alan didn’t protest. He’d learned what to expect and what he deserved. I gave him my number and told him to call, that the next time we’d do it at my place. All told, the afternoon cost me $45 and the pocket-protector I had committed to buy. In return, I hope it costs Alan…YOU KNOW.

I love it when a guy is hairy. That said, honestly whether a guy is furry or not is never an issue for me.

Cock is cock!

It's not [banned word], it's been going on for decades. Why put on a label on it? Just do what the two (or three or more) decide on..... I have never felt the need to get the approval of others when it comes to how I behave sexually, nor do I announce it to the world.

Is Trump a fascist? Two opposing views. "Roger Griffin, the author of The Nature of Fascism and a professor of history at Oxford Brookes University, summed it up well: “You can be a total xenophobic racist male chauvinist bastard and still not be a fascist.” Five years have now passed, and the fascism questions have only grown more frequent. Trump has had time to implement quite anti-immigrantand anti-Black policies, and refused to denounce his most extreme and violent supporters, from the neo-Nazis and white nationalists in Charlottesville to the Proud Boys group. And every week, I receive dozens of emails from readers wondering if I stand by my conclusion in 2015, that Trump is simply a bigot with an authoritarian streak, not a fascist." [think before following links] [think before following links] https://www.vox.com/policy-and-politics/21521958/what-is-fascism-signs-donald-trump Retired Marine Gen. John Kelly, who was former President Donald Trump‘s longest-serving chief of staff, called Trump’s leadership style “dictatorial,” “fascist” and lacking empathy in new interviews this week. Kelly, the highest-profile Trump-era official to publicly criticize the former president, said in an interview with The New York Times that Trump "certainly falls into the general definition of fascist, for sure." “Certainly the former president is in the far-right area, he’s certainly an authoritarian, admires people who are dictators — he has said that,” Kelly said in the interview, published on Tuesday. [think before following links] [think before following links] https://www.npr.org/2024/10/23/g-s1-29490/trump-john-kelly-fascist-dictator

Brock ripped Dr. Shah's white Calvin Klein briefs open, exposing his furry hole. Dr. Shah whimpered a bit. Almost on instinct, Brock buried his face in the doctor's ass. He sensed the doctor was ready for this. Brock buried his tongue as far in Dr. Shah's guts as he could. He found himself prying the doctor's olive cheeks apart and working his fingers in to help his tongue burrow that much deeper. Dr. Shah had been prepared, like a lamb headed for the alter. He was freshly showered, immaculately groomed, and eager. He seemed to be enthralled by the crowd that was assembling around them to witness Brock sacrifice him to the virus coursing through the veins of every other person in the room - the very virus the doctor had spent his career researching. When Brock felt the doctor eagerly fucking himself on Brock's tongue, he knew it was time. He straightened himself behind the doctor, slicked his middle finger with a generous film of his precum and probed into the doctor's guts as far as he could. The velvety warmth sang a siren's call to his member. In contrast to the beasts of myth, though, it sang for its own death. Brock curled his finger as he withdrew it, his fingernail tore into the fragile mucosa. Like Achilles's heel, that wound would be the doctor's downfall. Dr. Shah's sharp gasp suggested he was well aware of it. Both Brock and his virus delighted in the sight of blood under his nail. Brock lined his uncut member up behind Dr. Shah's hole, his venomous slime beginning to seep into the doctor. Slowly and steadily, Brock slid the first bit of his cock in. For both of them, time stood still. It was clear that Dr. Shah didn't have much experience playing with his own hole. His ring clamped immediately, trying to halt Brock from penetrating him any further with his venom-tipped spear. Somewhere in the back of his mind, a kinder side of Brock felt bad for the doctor. Dr. Shah was the only person Brock had ever met whose girth came close to Brock's own. When the doctor fucked Brock, Brock was shocked at how difficult that girth was to take. Now the table was turned, and the world renowned, tenured professor and virologist was bent over a chair, with a fresh sample of Brock's virus being injected slowly, directly into him. Prior to meeting his uncle, Brock had no idea that producing the amount of precum and cum that he did was unusual. Now that every bit of it carried a deadly payload, Brock considered it one of his greatest gifts. Between his precum and the doctor's concentrated effort to relax his hole, Brock felt the way deeper beginning to open - and the monster living in Brock's blood was eager and giddy. Brock began to work his hips very slowly in a shallow gyration. He was trying his best to imitate the doctor's movement when he'd fucked Brock. With every rotation, the head of Brock's 9" prick drilled further into the doctor's eager guts. Brock was vaguely aware of the eyes transfixed on him. More than anything, he was focused on the warmth and pressure of the doctor's rectum gradually accepting more of his monster shaft. This rhythm continued until Brock was a little less than halfway in and Brock felt the wall of Dr. Shah's second hole. Brock slowly backed his cock out of the doctor's guts. He could see a pink tinge to the precum he'd churned to a froth inside the doctor. Brock's virus let out a cry of victory, knowing it was already infiltrating the doctor's veins. He plunged his cock back into to press on the wall deep within Dr. Shah. Brock fished an ampule of genuine amyl out of his pocket and crushed it. He inhaled deeply before he wrapped his muscular forearm around the doctor and pulled him up against his chest. The warmth of his dose spread quickly through his body, allowing Brock a moment to lose himself in the cacophony of sensations. He sensed some resistance in the doctor as he offered the aroma, but it wasn't really an offer and he wasn't taking no for an answer. Brock's hold on the doctor quickly became a restraint for the struggling doctor. The viper between Brock's legs waited patiently, its toxic secretions pooling...patient. finally the doctor gave up and inhaled deeply. The tension in his body crumbled as Brock felt every muscle relax - including his second hole. Brock's cock slithered gleefully in. As he lowered the doctor back over the chair. Brock faced much less resistance the deeper he pressed into the doctor. In what seemed like no time, Brock felt his own auburn pubes mingling with the doctor's jet black fur. He paused a moment. He savored this welcoming new temporary home. His virus had started measuring for furniture and picking out window treatments - eager to close the deal and move in. And then Brock began to move his hips again. He was doing his best to emulate the wave-like dance of Dr. Shah's fucking. The sensations of the doctor's hole felt very different from the feelings when he'd fucked Uncle Dale on the tail end of his conversion. Perhaps his imitations were successful. Perhaps he just wasn't as delirious this time. Brock could feel the pressure building in his testicles. The exuberance of his virus manifesting in the deep longing Brock felt to ejaculate. Like the fussy parent he never had, his virus reminded him that reproducing was the most fundamental purpose of life. He didn't feel like he had much of a rebuttal, but he wanted to enjoy this a bit longer. Dr. Shah's grunts became more rapid and insistant by the moment, which only encouraged Brock. Little by little, the smooth motion he'd been using broke down, giving way to harder and more forceful thrusts. The slap of his skin on the doctor's rang out over the crowd. He kept a very even, deliberate pace. Brock could feel his ability to restrain his orgasm slipping. Brock pulled out completely. "Tell me what you want," he growled, barely audible to the assembled crowd. "I want you to breed me," Dr. Shah whispered in response. "Tell me what the fuck you want," Brock demanded, he placed his dripping stinger just inside the doctor's puffy, inflamed hole. "I want in! I want to join you!" The doctor shouted in response. "Chi mikhāhi," Brock shouted! "Mikonam POZ!" The doctor pleaded. Brock sank himself to the root and released the built up flood of his DNA. Ropes of Brock's semen threaded with millions of copies of his virus coated the depths of Dr. Shah's guts. Dr. Shah's entire body went tense with the realization of what had just happened. Brock once again pulled him against his furry, muscular chest. This time in more of an embrace than a restraint. Brock held Dr. Shah for what felt like an eternity. Gradually, the tension eased as the doctor melted into Brock's strength. Brock began to gently nuzzle the doctor's neck and the doctor gradually regained himself. He came to an abrupt realization that he was still impaled on Brock's rock hard shaft. "Ready to go again?" Brock asked.

So, I went to Cumunion at Northwich on Saturday. Although it was publicized on their website, there was nothing inside the sauna that gave any indication that it was Cumunion- but that didn’t seem to matter: I had an excellent time! There were about 130 guys there (according to the manager), but because the place is so huge, it didn’t feel particularly busy. However, everyone seemed up for play, and the vibe was good. There were two main areas of action for me at least, the steam-maze dark-room, and the upstairs cumdump room (this space has recently been refurbished, and the fuck bench has been divided into 5 ‘stalls’ where the cumdumps can bend over and present themselves to the tops lined up behind). Anyway, not only did I get lots and lots of fucks, I also got a fair number of loads… didn’t see a condom once. Needless to say, I came away very happy. I stayed overnight locally, and returned the next day. Well, what a contrast! Although it was actually busier in terms of numbers (150, I think), there was a lot less going on- guys just endlessly wandering around, or standing there just watching what little action there was. I don’t think it helped that it was ‘free lunch’ Sunday: my experience is that there is usually a lot less sex on days when there is any kind of free buffet- and that seems to hold true for all saunas. I can also report that condoms were very much more in evidence during the Sunday session. So, it really was a weekend of two halves. Honestly, on the Saturday it felt like I had “hot totty” scribbled on my back, whereas on Sunday that had been replaced with “fugly bastard”! Given that Saturdays are usually quieter than Sundays, I’m guessing that the fact it was Cumunion did make a difference. I’ve no idea what Tuesdays are like, Cumunion ir otherwise, though I’ve heard from a friend that they are pretty good.

I don't really care but there is nothing better than a verbal top telling me what a fucking slut I am

It all started so innocently - well, as innocently as an exchange on BBRT can. I was perusing all the guys in my small state when I came across someone I hadn't noticed before. He was a vers top, and one of his pics showed an impressive Prince Albert - a heavy gauge loop that looked like it could do some damage while feeling amazing at the same time. It hung from a pretty impressive cock, too. Hard it looked to be about 7 inches and fairly thick. Scanning through his profile I could see he was a chubby guy with a big scruffy beard. And his status read Undetectable. Naturally, being the slut I am, I reached out. It didn't take long for him to respond, and we struck up a conversation. He loves chubs like me so was immediately interested. We chatted back and forth a bit, and then he asked, "You know I'm poz, right?" "I noticed," was my reply. For a moment I wondered why he would point it out when it was clear on his profile, but then the 'what if' occurred to me. "Detectable?" I asked. "Yup," he replied. "VL is 850,000" I had no way to tell if he was being truthful or not. Maybe he was just seeing if he could scare me off. If that was in fact the case, it had quite the opposite effect. My cock got rock hard as I read his note, and I told him so. "Good pig 😈," was his response. That was all I needed. I was hooked. I gave him my number so we could continue texting. As soon as he had it, my phone dinged - it was a chest photo more recent than the one on his profile, showing a huge red-and-black biohazard tattoo above his right nipple. Now I was double hooked! As anyone who has read my other writings will tell you, I've been chasing, but not really chasing, the bug for years. I am an avowed bareback-only bottom and a passionate cum dump. Since I took my first raw cock more than 15 years ago, I have known that one day it would result in a positive test result. I made my peace with that long ago, which has allowed me to maintain the slut lifestyle I so enjoy. The only surprise to me, honestly, is the fact that in 15 years and hundreds and hundreds of loads, the only thing I ever picked up was a case of syph, years ago - which cleared with a single penicillin treatment. Now, here was a guy offering to knowingly give me his strain, to give me his gift and start me on the next stage of my journey. The only thing that might make things difficult for us was distance. We lived at opposite ends of a state with lots of traffic and no direct east-west route from him to me. Still, he was willing to travel. He told me weekdays were best - they are for me too - and that he would drive to a motel I designated. And what's more, he would bring a mask so he could record my pozzing and post it on his Twitter - something I've always fantasized about. And it kept getting better. We started talking less than a week before a cum dump session I had scheduled for myself at a local motel, so I already had plans to be ass-up and taking loads. "Why don't you come at the end of my event?" I said to him. "You can eat the other loads out of my hole and replace them with your toxic load." "😈" was all he replied. And so it was that at a cum dump session last week, I received his poz load for the first time. I kept myself in a popper haze the entire time as cock after cock slid inside my hole and filled me with cum. I lost count of how many guys had used me over the course of the 4 hours I hosted, and for once I didn't care. My mind was fixated the entire time on what was to come after everyone else left. The flow of anonymous tops slowly ebbed as the end time approached. With about 15 minutes left to go, I heard the door open. "Don't turn around, pig," came a voice, and I knew it was him. I was ass-up on the bed, so I kept my eyes focused on the headboard. He placed a blindfold over my eyes, then slid a ski mask over my head. I heard the door lock. "Event's over. Time for me to ruin your life." My cock, which normally remains soft throughout a cum dump session even when guys pay attention to it, grew instantly hard. He wouldn't be ruining my life, he would be enhancing it while at the same time bringing it to its inevitable, eventual conclusion. I longed for the freedom both would provide. He grew quiet, then I heard the telltale signs of clothes being shed. There were a couple of faint clunks from the dresser behind me and the table to my left, and I guessed that he was setting up camera equipment to capture the last moments of my life as an HIV-negative bottom, and my rebirth into the poz brotherhood. At last I felt his hands on my ass. He caressed it, and in my mind's eye I pictured him admiring this big, round ass that he was about to defile. Or maybe he was appreciating the amount of cum running down my balls and soaking the sheet. I gave a little push, and felt more cum slip out and run down my balls to join the rest. "Mmmmmm," I heard him mutter. Then his tongue was on my hole. He spread my cheeks as widely apart as he could as he licked and slurped and sucked at my pucker. After what felt like an eternity, but was probably no more than five minutes, he stood up behind me. "There," he announced. "All clean. You ready for my poz load, pig?" I didn't think it was possible for my cock to get any harder, yet somehow it did. It felt as though I could penetrate a steel plate. I had never in my life been that hard. "Yesssss," I hissed plaintively. "Poz me, pleeeeease!" Without another word, he slid his cock balls-deep into my hole in one fluid motion. He was on the thicker side, and I felt him stretch my hole as he entered. But I didn't feel his PA. Seemingly sensing my thoughts, he said, "I left out the piercing for the first round. Don't worry, once my poz babies are inside you I'll put it in so I can tear you up as I give you a second load." I melted blissfully into the bed as he grabbed my hips and began to rhythmically slide back and forth, in and out, savoring my hole as he prepared to change my life forever. It sounds a little strange, but in that moment I felt at home, like I was doing what I had always been meant to do, like I was fulfilling my destiny. His cock was just long enough to massage my prostate in the best possible way, and the precum streamed from my cock and collected on the bed with the leftover cum from the past four hours. Between the popper fog and the sensations emanating from my insides and the sheer realization of what I was doing, I was truly in hog heaven. Before long his pace began to quicken, and as he fucked me harder and faster my prostate responded. For the first time in my life, I felt an orgasm already building as he grabbed my hips extra-hard and began pounding me relentlessly. "You want this poz load, pig?" he asked loudly. "Yes, please!" I cried in response. "Please poz me!" "Here it comes, pig," he growled. "You're never gonna be the same again." That was all I needed. The pressure that had been building inside me exploded, and my cock shot a huge load onto the bed as I felt him pumping his poz load deep inside me. He held still for a moment as the pulses subsided, then released my hips. Spent, I collapsed onto the bed, a sweaty, panting, and very content mess. "You're not done," he said matter-of-factly. He turned my head and I felt the tip of his cock press against my lips. I eagerly sucked his cock clean. He left me laying on the bed as he turned off the cameras. "That's gonna make for a great post," he said. "All my followers are going to love watching you become a little poz piggy." I was still trying to compose myself, so I said nothing in response. He let me lie there a while as he puttered around the room. At one point I heard the rustle of fabric, then a short time later a metallic 'click'. He climbed on the bed, straddling my legs, and began kissing my ass cheeks. Slowly he worked his way up my back, sending little electric shocks down my spine. He continued to move up my body toward my head, until I felt a cold sensation against my well-used hole. As promised, he had put in his PA. By now I was so gaped that he slipped in easily. I was amazed at how hard his cock was so quickly after he had cum. "Now, to make sure it takes," he grunted. He grabbed my shoulders and locked his ankles with mine, pressing me into the bed as he began his assault. My hole exploded in a burning pain as he began to work his shaft in and out. I struggled, trying to shift my body toward the headboard to lessen the pressure, but he held me firmly. He never missed a beat as he pumped his cock in and out, tearing up my hole to let his poz babies do their work. "Mmmmm, fuck," he moaned in my ear. "This hole feels soooo good, pig." I grunted in pain but did not reply, which seemed to spur him on. He began pumping more quickly, slamming his hips into my ass and pressing me into the bed. "Here it comes, pig," he hissed. "If the first one didn't take, this one sure will." With that, I felt the telltale pulses of his cock against my sphincter as he dumped a second toxic load deep into my guts. He collapsed on my back, spent from the effort. He lay there for a few minutes as his cock deflated inside me, then got up. "Don't move," he instructed me. "I didn't video that one, but I gotta get some pics of that hole." I remained still as I heard a number of clicks from his phone, each of my destroyed and now pozzed ass. Then he dressed, and as he took the mask and blindfold off my head he instructed me to continue staring at the headboard. The room door opened and the sounds of the street outside flooded in for a moment until the latch clicked shut once more. I looked around and confirmed that he had indeed left. I made the decision to stay a while longer and rest. My ass still felt like it was on fire, but I reveled in the knowledge that it meant I had fulfilled my destiny. After all, "No pain, no gain!" Finally the time came for me to head home. Tomorrow was a work day, after all. But much more than that, it was also the first day of the rest of my life, and I couldn't wait to get it started. I was at work the next day when I received a text from my gifter with a series of web links all pointing to Twitter. I bolted for the bathroom and locked myself in a stall so I could see what he sent me. I clicked each link in succession and watched in rapt fascination as my pozzing unfolded for all the world to see, just as I had always fantasized. My cock grew instantly hard and I was so turned on that I had to jack off then and there. I put my earbuds in so I could listen to the audio, then watched the last video in the series again as I stroked my cock. As I got to the moment when I begged for his poz cum I shot a huge load and a couple of drops hit the back of the stall door. A couple of drops of my poz cum. The thought sent shivers down my spine. By now the drops of cum had formed streaks down the back of the door, and one had even dripped onto the floor. I cleaned up and pushed the door open, leaving my seed behind for the next guy. Who knows? Maybe there was a toilet pig in the office who would enjoy a treat. As I went back to my desk, my phone buzzed again. It was my gifter. "We're doing that again tomorrow," he said, "and as often as we can until you test positive." He didn't have to tell me twice! I was still so turned on that I went back to the bathroom to rub out another one. I chose a different stall this time. Hey, maybe there are two toilet pigs in the office.

It ain’t a fulfilling fuck if the top isn’t talking nasty and getting verbal about breeding me. I love begging the top to seed my pussy and knock me up

Always verbal when I shoot.

Last sunday being hangover and super horny I texted one of my regulars, actually the first guy who ever fucked me blindfolded many years ago. Just as most times when I text him he´s texting back shortly with the time I shall be ready for him doggy style on the bed. Always lubed up, wearing only "cum dump" socks, jocks and a blindfold. Less then 1 hour later he´s texting me to get in position. I unlock my door and wait for him on the bed as I have done so many times during the years witout ever seing him. I can hear him come in, taking off his clothes and coming closer. I feel his hands on my buttocks as he opens my ass and starts rimming my hole. I am already rock hard and it feels so good. He stops and I realize he is going to give me his dick so I take some poppers and letting him in, all the way. His dick feels so fucking good in there and obviously he likes it as well and a few minutes later he gives me the first load deep up in there. Without slowing down he continues to stay hard and fuck me untill he comes one more time and then tells me to turn around, on my back ass towars him and legs up. He puts lube on his hands and some in my ass and starts to fingerplay my hole. I am already so horny so it doesn´t take many minutes untill his hand is in there pushing upp his cum deeper in my hole. While being in there, fucking me faster with his hand all the way in and out he starts to suck my dick and shortly gives me a huge orgasm while swallowing my load. Afterwards he gets dressed and leaves while I satisfied can take the blindfold off and log on to Grindr for more....

One of my earliest fucks when I was a lot younger finished with me shooting cum into a bottom's hole in five second spurts for at least a full minute. He even asked if I was pissing inside him because it kept going for so long but it definitely felt orgasmic to me and what was running out of his hole and staining the bed sheet was white, not yellow.

Hell Buddy, I completely agree with you. I have no desire to force my cock up a virgin’s tight ass and destroy him. Like you, I find it so fucking horny to be his trainer. I love taking a virgin and introducing his ass to my cock. His inexperience and nervousness gets me so fucking horny. First, to tease his hole with my tongue and get him wet, then to insert a finger or 2 to let him experience penetration and finally, to press my cock on his hole and slowly easy my hard meat inside him. Yeah it takes a while and there is always that urge to thrust in hard but I take it slow and It feels amazing when I finally get in balls deep and he’s panting as he experiences his first cock inside him. I get so turned on that I don’t have to pound him, I just enjoy gently fucking him until I can’t hold on any longer and my nuts start pumping my load into him. It’s a beautiful thing between 2 men or between a man and boy, like me and Drew. He was 19 and I was late 40s. He was so ready for his first cock.

Found a younger top who could host on A4A. His partner was working - went to his place at lunchtime. Nice 20 something. Walked into his apt and got on my knees. His cock swelled into a nice 7 incher. age led me to his bedroom and laid down on the bed / i got beteeen his legs and kept working on his cock. after 10 min of sucking he said he wanted to fuck daddy. I son around head down and ass up. He lubes my whole - and slowly presses into me. Ahhhb i needed that - Jid told me he liked to pound daddies - after some slow strokes to warm me up i latched my back and said give daddy that cock. that’s all it took. He started fucking me good. Nice and hard and deep - met his thirsts backing up so i got his cock balls deep. He pulled out a couple if times so he wouldn’t cum. I stayed in position telling him how good it felt. He kept telling me he was going to breed daddy - I told him when we chatted i preferred ATM so I could swallow his seed. He’s pounding my ass telling me he’s getting close / do i want my boys load? I said give me me it that’s why I’m here. Could deep throat in deep driving his cock deep and staying there - knew he was ready to fill my ass. Then he pulls out and says here daddy - I spin around and latch onto his cock massage his balls as his delicious seed starts to fill my mouth. I let his last spurt stop pull off his cock and slowly swallow my reward. Go back to his cock and milk the last drops smearing them on my face and lips. Dressed thanked him and left. Got to my car and wanted more - fired up grindr as I drove to an ABS I’ve wanted to check out. It’s 1:30 half a dozen cars in the lot. Go into the arcade and make a round - mostly 50 somethings from what I can tell - find a booth and start watching some porn. Gray haired guy stops at my booth i look up and rub his crotch he unzips - i start sucking he grows into a thick smaller cock but nice and thick - I’m sucking him and a young latin guy stops - pulls out his cock - i start sucking him and stroking the fat cock. I do back and fourth between then telling them I want their loads. Thick cock pushes me off a couple times saying he’s close - ultimately saying he doesn’t want to cum yet and leaves. I put all my attention on my latin friend / small thin uncut cock. After a few more minutes I can tell he’s close. I tell him to feed me or splatter my face his choice. His balls tighten and that small cock starts filling my mouth - god I love cum. This time I swallow with his cock in my mouth - pull off and lick him clean - he zips up and he’s gone. I spent the next half hour looking for another load - sucked a guy for a while while guys walked by watching tried to get him to cum but he kept pulling away. I sucked 4 guys without any reward - but had two loads in my belly - a nicely fucked ass / so called it a day - i’ll be back before I leave town - hoping for a few more loads. All in all a good day - latin guys load was the biggest / made up for his small cock - I’d definitely suck hm again. 20 something has already txt me telling me he wants my ass again and is going to invite a friend

Must have been Navy day at the adult bookstore in Bremerton, Washington! 3 cocks sucked 2 butts taking my dick 5 mouths sucking me I ended breeding this stud up the gut!

I originally posted this on Squirt but it's still one of my favorite times getting bred. It was about 11:30 on a Tuesday and I had the rest of the day to myself in Toronto. I went to Steamworks; it wasn’t my first time there but at that point I had only ever walked around in a towel and was too shy to make contact with anyone. I had been fucked a few times before – mainly by my BF – but he had a low sex drive and I was a bottom who didn’t initiate anything, so times were (and still are) pretty lean sex-wise. I paid for a room, got undressed, lubed my ass telling myself that I wasn’t going to need it, and went out in the hallway to look around. I had read an online story about a young guy on a fuck bench and I knew that there was one in a dark maze near the Jacuzzi area so I headed off in that direction. There weren’t too many guys there, but I do remember one guy probably in his late 50’s. He was leaning against the wall at the end of a hall, and as I made my way toward him my guts tensed. He was all muscle and had a steely stare that made me want to go down on my knees. But I was too shy so I dropped my gaze to the floor and walked on by. The Steamworks staff were cleaning near the maze area so there was lots of light where it was usually pitch black. I thought it was a great time to find the bench and try it out; nobody would be in that part of the bathhouse while the lights were on. The fuck bench was located in a small alcove past the glory holes and was surrounded on two sides with mirrors. With my heart beating up a storm I took off my towel, laid it on the bench and then climbed on. It felt like I had found my new home. There was a padded section in the middle that kept my chest flat, two knee pads on either side and far enough out that my legs were well spread. And there were handles on either side for grabbing on. I felt the air conditioning fluttering on my hole and looked at myself prone in the mirror. This was ecstasy. The work lights suddenly went out and I was alone in the dark. The air conditioning kept playing with my hole and I couldn’t quite give up the experience yet so I stayed there for maybe 30 seconds. A hand touched my ass and fingers lightly toyed with my hole. I froze. Someone was standing right behind me and I could feel the heat from his cock. There was no where to go; if I got up it would be to back into him further, and crawling forward off the bench would have been awkward at best. A finger entered me and found the lube I’d put there earlier. He quietly said “Yeah…sweet hole. I’m going to take my time with you.” The finger moved back out and in again and was joined by a second finger. I involuntarily clenched and I heard a soft chuckle. “Loosen up cutie. It’ll be a lot easier if you relax.” I did my best to relax as he slid two fingers in and out. It felt great and terrifying at the same time. I had lost control and knew that this man was in charge of whatever was about to happen. He withdrew his fingers and I felt empty until his velvety tongue suddenly took their place. I could feel his stubble on my ass cheeks as he made my whole body tremble. Around this time my eyes were adjusting to the darkness as I saw and heard several men around us in the space. There was a hand reaching under me to pull on my balls and another on my dick. Another guy was standing just in front and he grabbed my chin as I looked directly at his uncut cock. Thinking back, I should have sucked him but at that moment I felt a chill and arched my back as my fucker dripped more lube on my hole. His head entered my ass and paused. I had just enough time to think, “thank God he’s taking his time” before he suddenly lunged forward and grabbed my shoulders. The pain shocked me and I reflexively tried to crawl forward away from him. He held tight, pushed in a bit further, then backed out completely. When he entered me again something inside me – maybe my will or maybe my body on its own -- suddenly gave up and he slid in balls deep. I could feel his pubes on my ass cheeks and his cock deep inside my gut. I would have done anything at that moment to make it last forever. He rode me, taking turns going long and slow, almost pulling out, then hard, making my ass cheeks slap against his thighs. At one point he drove in until I could feel his dick head pushing against my colon, then swirled clockwise and again the other way. Eventually he started pistoning hard. I held on to the bench handles and he pushed down on the small of my back. He suddenly stopped and I felt him pulse for at least a minute. He pulled out, then in again and it felt different. Suddenly the lube was slicker and I could feel something warm dripping down from my ass and across my balls. A hand from one of the 3 or 4 guys in the room scooped it up. He pulled out slowly, pushed in again, and then pulled out completely. He tousled my hair, said thanks and walked past me out of the room. I realized it was the guy who made my knees weak. Right away another tongue was lapping at my ass and balls and before long it was replaced by another cock. This one was smaller but even harder. My new fucker slipped in easily on the bed of cum and lube and began a good 5-minute bunny fuck. It felt like I was being jackhammered and had to hold on to the handles to keep from sliding off the bench on a coating of my sweat. He suddenly lunged forward and held himself there as he shuddered. There was no doubt; I had come to Steamworks to wander around, jack off and go home, but now I had two loads in me. My brain was telling me that this was not good, but my body and my soul were where they wanted to be. As fucker #2 pulled his cock out with a sucking noise, I suddenly realized that some if not all of the guys around me were there to take their turn. I got flushed and nervous and lifted my chest up off the centre pad of the bench. But, before I could stand upright, two strong hands grabbed my hips, pulled them backward, and I felt the biggest cock of my life at my hole. He teased me for a minute and then rammed it in. My ass canal was so slick I couldn’t have held him back if I tried – and involuntarily I did. As he bottomed out in my pussy I spasmed again. This seemed to work for him and he pulled out, rammed in again and waited for my spasms to stop before repeating it. This went on for a while and my ass muscles were fatigued to the point of giving up. Once I couldn’t spasm any more, he began a smooth rythym. The other men in the room were rubbing their hands on me. I felt cum land on one leg and a tongue lick it up. A finger entered my mouth and I began sucking. It was replaced by a small but hard penis so I started sucking. Meanwhile my cock hanging down below was completely flaccid. Someone started milking it like a cow’s udder but it distracted me so I lifted up enough to put it under me on the bench. That pissed someone off, and I was rewarded with a grab to my hanging little balls and a vicious squeeze. My ass involuntarily spasmed again from the pain, and that seemed to set off fucker #3. He jerked forward a few times, collapsed on my back and licked the back of my neck. As he pulled out, the juices from my ass spilled out, and someone’s tongue was there again to catch them. The room slowly emptied as I finished sucking the dick in front of me. He came with a grunt and his cum dribbled down the corner of my mouth. He patted my shoulder and I was alone in the room again.

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!

I might have it? Never been diagnosed but I shoot really big loads. Sometimes I shoot over my head, and I'm in my mid 30s. It's really fun to either warn guys and have them be like "sure Jan" and then they're like, you weren't kidding! Even better is not warning them and letting the firework display happen in their mouth or over the bed. As much as I love breeding hole, guys don't really know how much I shoot when I do that.

Sexual gathering for hairy and perverted guys into tongue-snogs tonguing every hole, sniffing and licking hairy pits, nipple play (licking, sucking, pinching, pulling, nibbling, biting, twisting and chewing), licking bellies and belly buttons, belly to belly hugs, blowjobs, sniffing, licking and sucking on hairy bollocks, fingering, sniffing and rimming arsehole, farting, fucking, pissing, piss-fucking, groupsex.

And I like smooth boyzzzz like you. Instant boner.

I'm with you, phukhole. I think we tend to be attracted to that which we don't posses ourselves - be it a lot of hair, very little hair, whatever. I happen to have virtually no body-hair, so of course, I love it on other guys, and I I adore a hairy ass, Hole. I don't need a gorilla - but at least some body hair is most appreciated.,

Like so many things, the amount of hair on ourselves and playmates is up to individual taste. As a cock and cum hungry bottom, I long ago decided that my pussy is available for all to use. So, whether you're hairy, lightly hairy, smooth or otherwise, I do not screen out anyone who wants to make a deposit. Young, old, twink, bear....no screens at all. But if I had to express a preference it would be for smooth for one and only one reason: I love the feeling of skin and skin! One of the things that continues to drive my love of bareback sex is the feeling of all that extra skin. It heightens my sensations and reminds me that I'm getting fucked bare when I bottom out on his dick and there's all that extra skin! I lose that intense connection to bareback when I encounter hair. Hair is a barrier to the skin and I want to feel as much skin as possible!

Epsom salt baths are very helpful and I recommend getting cortisone enemas they’re fantastic and heal you right up

Beard/face, chest, and pubes all ok with me. Just prefer the pubes to be groomed, no reason to hide a beautiful dick and nothing worse for me than pulling hair out of my teeth. I personally have no beard/stash, light out of chest hair and pits, but keep pubs and ass clean shaven/smooth.

That looks fucking hot. I’ve ordered one. Can’t wait to try it out.

Yeah, I get well horned breeding a virgin ass. I prefer it as a work in progress and not just a one-off fuck. Example, Drew was a virgin when I mounted him for the first time. he’d sucked cock but had never taken a cock up his arse. He took a bit of persuading but I took it slow and eventually got balls deep inside him. He couldn’t take a hard thrusting so I gently fucked him until I pumped my seed into him. I enjoyed breeding him that first time but over the next week or so I stretched his ass out and I was able to force my cock up his arse and pound him roughly - that was his first proper hard fucking and I loved it.

Always bareback, I can't remember the last time I was fucked with a condom. Most guys don't need much convincing to fuck raw, but it rarely even comes up in conversation.

Raw is law

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 ❤️.

@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.

Ah well, I think you'll find Timmy and Peter are indeed poz sluts with pregnant tummies, as are all the denizens of the sauna. Soon Kevin will fall pregnant too, which will be an interesting situation for him to deal with. Meanwhile, the sauna waits in its seedy side street for some other innocent young man to cross its portal and encounter Sid, Arthur and all the others and find themselves being fucked and impregnated in the filthy back room.....

I've never been diagnosed, but shoot huge and frequent loads, especially if I haven't cum in a couple of days. I still cum 3 times a day most days at 55, but it was typically 5 to 7 when I was in my 20's and 30's. I've had men accuse me of pissing in them. I have filled condoms to the point cum was being forced out at the base of my dick.

I was on a fuck bench at a sauna in Spain. As one guy grunted and shot his load in me, I felt a powerful set of hands hold me down until the grunting top pulled out and left. The guy now holding me down violently took his place. I felt absolute desire for what I imagined was a total alpha top. As he was fucking me I dared to turn my head round to see his face. He abruptly stopped fucking me and grabbed my throat. He whispered I to my ear... It's none of your fucking business who is fucking you... I immediately took a more subservient position to allow him to finish. He kept his hand around my throat until he bred me. He then pulled out and walked away. I never saw his face, but what he said to me stayed with me forever.

I had a random hookup at a park known for being cruisy. Nude sunbathing on a rocky outcrop, guy came up and stuck his cock in my mouth. I sucked him until he pulled off, stood up, then absolutely showered me with cum. He said thanks, then walked off leaving his load drying in the sun my naked body.

Indeed. It's in the middle of my biohazard tattoo. You don't find many guys with them anymore.

I’ve been reading and getting off on hot stories and posts here for years (thanks guys!) and thought I’d finally add one of my own. It’s a mix of real and fiction. Had found myself with an unexpected afternoon off so started sniffing around checking all the apps and sites. Usual hits of “hey”, “what’s up”, “looking?” with not much follow through. Then got hit from a guy that looked close by. 47, 5’ 10’, 175, 7.5 cut, brown hair, versatile bottom, could host or travel. Started a back and forth with usual “where are you?” “into?” He was more bottom, really like to suck, and asked “party?” Hmmm now getting interesting, had been thinking something quick but felt my dick twitch. Had been a couple of months since last time partying and did have the rest of the day off… A bit about me, 51, 5’ 8”, 165, some hair, trim, 7” cut dick that curves up with a nice girth to it (been told when fucking feels great as it gets thicker in the middle and hits all the right spots). Versatile, easy going and happy to see where it goes as long as it feels good. First time had partied was about four years earlier with a guy I also met online. After we got naked and started fooling around he pulled out a pipe and asked if I wanted some. Told him I didn’t know what it was. He said it was meth and would make me feel good (an understatement). Not much of a pot smoker and been awhile since had done coke so figured I’d give it a try. He showed me how to hold the pipe, keeping the flame below the bulb so not to burn the meth, wait for the wisps of smoke and breathe in slowly. FUCK it felt amazing. We hung out for a couple of hours smoking and some fooling around though he was a bit of a flake and too high to really do much but it had totally opened me up to exploring more. Since then I party every couple of months or so, (if not for work would do it more often) and find the whole ritual of smoking an incredible turn on. Shotguns that turn into hot kissing, booty bumps, one-on-one, group fun, all good. Have had some great times and some not so great but guess it’s part of the experience. So back to that afternoon, we moved to texting direct, told me his name was Jim, could host, and would take him about an hour to get ready which worked for me. Cleaned up and out (just in case), showered, put on a worn jock, shorts, t-shirt and got a text saying he was ready for me to come over. He was close, and in 15 minutes got to his place where he buzzed me up. He was in shorts and a t-shirt and pretty much matched his pictures and description. Small clean apartment, walked though a kitchen into a bedroom which had a large bed that took up a good two thirds of the room with the rest filled by a desk and chair and a door to a small bathroom. Jim said get comfortable, so kicked off my sneakers, and sat back on his bed while he sat on the chair by his desk and pulled out a pipe and a lighter, lit it and took a hit then handed them to me. While I lit up he got down on his knees and start rubbing my legs and dick through my shorts. I took a couple of big hits and handed him the pipe and torch while I lay back feeling that fucking awesome feeling that goes right to my dick. He takes a couple of hits, puts down the pipe comes over, pull down my shorts and gets his face right in my bulging jock. Moaning he spreads my legs and starts sniffing and then licking getting it nice and wet while his hands move up under my shirt feeling up my stomach and up my chest to tweak my nips. So fucking good, he pulls back and grabs the pipe while I pull off my shirt, takes a couple of hits and hands it to me. He pulls my dick out of the side of my jock to start sucking while I blow smoke down at him, damn my dick is tingling. Had taken a blue pill so dick was getting nice and chubbed too. Jim takes the pipe from me and says to move back on the bed while he take a couple more hits, hands pipe back to me while he gets naked. Takes the pipe, does another big hit, puts it down while I’m now laying all the way back on his bed with my head propped up with pillows. He gets down between my legs, pulls off my jock and exhales a big cloud on my dick before swallowing it again. FUCK! So good. Am moaning a bit and thrusting up. He goes shhh, relax and don’t move too much, let me do all the work. I feel a bit embarrassed and ask if everything okay and he says all good, lay back, then swallows my dick again while rubbing my stomach. I usually like mutual play but follow his lead, lay back, spread my legs more and fuck it’s feeling good. We go at it like this for a while, (never really sure about time while high), taking breaks to take hits, then him having me lay back, staying quiet and trying not to move much while he swallows and licks my dick while also rubbing my stomach, chest, and legs. As am pretty high I spread my legs as my hole is feeling tingly and hoping he’ll move down there but at the moment he’s concentrating on my dick which has been hovering between semi and full mast and feeling great. He’s kept me totally passive and at one point while he’s sucking and rubbing my dick I can feel I leak out some piss. I look up and tap him on the shoulder and say sorry about that, I should go take a leak. He looks at me, shakes his head, keeps his mouth on my dick and pushes his hand down on my lower stomach. FUCK! Am totally turned on and my dick swells but he keeps sucking while rubbing and pressing my on my stomach and bladder. I start getting that feeling of my body and dick relaxing and start pissing but since am so high it also feels like I’m cumming, feeling the piss going through my shaft into his mouth with every nerve ending tingling. He is nodding his head while keeping his lips tight around my shaft egging me on to keep going. FUCK! And I do, It feels like I got a gallon of piss which he just keeps swallowing. The feeling is incredible, it’s nothing I’ve experienced before, like one long orgasm. After I don’t know how long the flow of piss slowed and then finally stopped with Jim never taking his mouth off my dick. Was total sensory overload and pushed him gently off, though now my dick was hardening after having my bladder emptied. Jim said think time for a smoke break which sounded good to me. We both got up, him sitting back in the chair and me on edge of bed. He torched up the pipe and when the wisps of smoke started took a big hit, smiled and leaned over to give me a shotgun which we exchanged back and forth which turned into deep kissing where I tasted the acrid taste of piss mixed with smoke. FUCK! He then gave me the pipe where I took a deep hit and did the same to him. Did this a few more times until we both both flying, with each hit going right to my dick and my hole. While we were making out I started to feel him up but he pushed me gently back and said it really turns him on giving me pleasure and that he was okay as is and said do you want to lay back again? I said sure but asked would he give my hole some attention. He smiled and got a gleam in his eye and nodded while licking his lips. Then he said let’s take a couple of more hits. FUCK! He puts down the pipe and says lie back and damn I’m flying and feeling good. He gets down between my legs and takes my dick in his mouth again. My dick now is hard and leaking and I’m trying to keep from moaning and moving as he directed. He’s now spreading my legs raising my knees a bit and he starts licking down my dick all over my balls. He then licks under my balls pushing my legs up and starts licking on my hole. Oh yeah! I say quietly. He really starts eating me out and I reach for my dick but he bats my hand away. His tongue feels amazing and he starts to both lick and finger my hole. I’m trying not to squirm and keep my hole open to him. After a while he pulls off my hole and grabs some lube. I look down and he’s grinning and nodding while I feel him lubing up my hole. I feel the lube on my loosened hole and then a finger going in. Uhhhh as my head sinks back into the pillow. He keeps his finger massaging my insides. Then pulls out a bit adding more lube and shoves two fingers in. Uuuuhhh, my dick jumps. Then he puts in a third and I feel him hitting my prostate and my dick spurts out precum onto my stomach which I reach down and taste. I feel a fourth finger but my butt is not open enough and he goes back to three. He smiles and swallows my dick again while he keeps fingering me. FUCK! He’s gone back to two fingers massaging my insides while sucking and nursing on my dick. I feel my dick leak every time he hits my prostate, it’s like a mini orgasm and that gets him going too. My dick is rock hard and I can slowly feel a full orgasm slowly building. After the pissing and prostate massaging I’m feeling like my whole body is starting to tingle. Jim keeps on sucking my dick while his fingers rub my prostate and hole. I start to feel both relaxed and a build up of cum start to move into my dick. It’s not like my usual orgasm that comes in a burst, this one is slow moving where my balls are tingling and I can feel the cum is slowing moving up my dick. Jim feels the difference as my hole opens and he shoves four fingers in. I feel my hole start to pulse and the cum moving up my shaft feeling like I’m pissing cum. Jim starts sucking furiously and then I start shooting, FUCK! The shots are explosive and massive and keeps going while Jim keeps sucking, fingering with one hand and holding me down with the other. Usually once I cum my dick is too sensitive but this time Jim keeps sucking and fingering and am happy to keep letting him. Over the course of the next hour or so he gives me two or three more dick and butt orgasms finishing with me giving him more piss before we finally finish and wrap it up. We buddied each other and got together a few more times but this first was a memorable and unexpected afternoon.

If you're still making films, I'd love to participate. Love mild-to-wild play, have gear, and happy to be a slinged cum dump. Also experienced behind the camera. Or, can offer my townhouse here in Orlando as an alternate filming location. Have a private, walled courtyard for outdoor play, or, indoors have a sling, fuck bench, bed restraints, sex swing, massage & inversion tables, fetish/leather gear, and more. I'm retired so available for day or night activities, at your site or mine.

My post was about the OP's options in the state in which he lived. The condition of health care in my state, your state, in Timbuktu, on the moon, or anywhere in the Andromeda galaxy are irrelevant for that post.

For me being a str8 lad but only realising my craving for cock in the military when in the showers id get turned on, but I was straight! Apparently not. I never used condoms with girls and when I left the military I thought tike to explore and my gay encounters began. Being very nervous at first and still am to some degree, id watched hot sleazy gay raw porn which had me wild and I remember my first hook up who fed me poppers and fucked me bare, I was in heaven the feel of it and when he shot his load in me I knew it was what I wanted and I haven't looked back!. I'm a neg guy who loves to get my tight arse bred and I love to fuck a hot hole bare. Condoms to me are a passion killer and I'd never use a condom again. It's raw and law every time. Now for a next load in me ... 😈🐽

Luke just got home from the best night of clubbing he ever had. It was just only a half hour before that Chad had given him his phone number after two hours of dancing and kissing on the dance floor. Luke couldn't help but to think of the reflection in the mirror in the club as they danced with Chad's toned, smooth and lightly tanned body moving expertly to the music. He thought about the huge bulge being pushed against his crotch as they danced tightly together. He didn't want to be too eager and call; but if he didn't see Chad again soon, he couldn't live with it. He pulled called the number scribbled onto the drink napkin. "Hello," answered Chad in a gently manner. "Hi, this is Luke. You gave me your number at the club while we...." Luke could hardly finish before Chad replied. "Yeah, cutie. I remember you. What are you doing now? I don't want to be forward, but if you're not tired, we should hang out," Chad offered. Luke was trying not to sound too excited, "yeah, that's cool. I'd like to see you." There was a slight pause and then Chad volunteered, "Just so there's no surprise, I'm HIV positive. I mean, if we end up getting that far, I think you should know up front." There was an even longer pause; as Luke was completely unprepared for that remark and he had never found himself in this position before. "Are you there?" Chad asked. "Yeah, sorry. I'm just...um...surprised. I think you're really hot. I just...well, not saying we'd get that far anyway, but I wouldn't feel comfortable having sex with a poz guy. I don't wanna risk it." "It's cool," Chad said evenly. He heard this before; and had gotten used to it. Still, Luke still couldn't get the image of Chad out of his head; and still felt a longing to feel the huge bulge against him again, and quickly found himself suggesting an alternative, "Well, if we get that far, how about I just blow you? I give great head." Chad tried not to sigh loudly, "Nahh, sorry. Head doesn't get me off. I need to fuck a nice ass raw to get off. So, this isn't gonna work. Sorry man." "Wait," Luke felt a sense of panic, not wanting to let Chad hang up. "I promise you I'll make you cum by sucking you off good." "That never works. Everyone says they can, and it never happens. Sorry," Chad replied. Another awkward pause. Luke was growing desperate. "Um .. well, how about this. I'll suck your cock for ten minutes; and if I can't make you cum, then you can fuck me." Chad was a bit shocked, "Um..., I'm not sure you wanna do that. I'm not kidding, no one has ever made me cum by head before; so I would end up fucking you bareback. And I don't think you'll be able to handle it." Handle it? Luke thought to himself: is it *that* big? Luke was even more aroused at the thought of it now, but kept himself composed, "I can make anyone cum. I promise if I don't make you cum in ten minutes, you can fuck me bare." Chad thought for a moment. "Well, you better not back out. In fact, I want you to lube up your hole with lots of lube before I come over 'cause if I don't cum in ten minutes, like you say, my cock is plunging right into your hole, so, you better be ready." Wow Luke thought to himself and found himself instantly hard, and agreeing to the proposal, gave Chad his address. About 45 minutes later, Luke's mouth opened as Chad pulled down his jeans and revealed 8.5 inches of length and a thick head pointing almost straight up. "I'm counting starting now," Chad said as he looked at his watch. Luke found himself a little scared, but still aroused. He knew the odds of contracting HIV from sucking a poz cock were very low; but he was still nervous. He also felt turned on by the idea, somehow, though. Luke slowly took the tip of the big cock into his mouth and swirled his tongue around the head for about a minute. "Oh, that's a good start, keep going," Chad urged him, knowing full well, he was not going to cum unless it was up Luke's ass. Luke was giving the best head he could muster, and was surprised only to hear a slight moan every few minutes. Chad stayed rock hard, and Luke thought Chad would come at any moment. Then Chad remarked "One more minute until I own your ass." Luke felt somewhat anxious, but also turned on. He sucked frantically, and played with the low-hangers dangling at the base of the massive cock he was enjoying. In the back of his head, he found himself secretly hoping that he would fail in this task. And then he found himself slowing down some so as to maybe not be successful. "That feels so good, yeah go slower," Chad said, even though the slower pace was even less pleasing to him. Luke sucked even more slowly; and found himself going from the tip to about a third of the way down the cock in about 15 seconds, far slower than his earlier attempts. 'I wonder what it would feel like?' Luke thought to himself, knowing he was failing at his self-appointed task. "Time's up." Chad announced. Luke looked up at him with a sense of wanting and apprehension. "Tell you what," Chad considered, "I'll give you three more minutes to get yourself off the hook. But, if you can't make me cum these last three minutes, I get to cum in your ass too." Luke was so turned on by the idea of this huge cock owning his ass, that he quickly agreed even though he desperately wanted to fail now. "Go slow again like you did. That felt good," Chad lied. So, Luke continued with the slow blowjob while he considered the implications. Now that Luke was wanting to get fucked, he found himself slowing increasing his pace. If Chad liked it slow, then Luke reasoned he should pick up the pace to prevent Chad from cumming. "Oh fuck," Chad said as Luke picked up the pace, "I said go slow...fuck, that feels good...fuck...you...are...good." Chad was starting to lose a little control. Luke sucked ferociously on the cock, gagging occasionally and making the thick meat in front of him as wet as possible. Chad found he was having a little difficulty from getting too aroused; but he kept his eye on the prize and managed to stave off the orgasm that was building within him. Luke felt the cock tightening in his mouth; and feared his mouth would be filled with cum any moment; and now was determined to get fucked, so, Luke stopped suddenly. "I can't do it. Your dick is just too big. My jaw is tired. I give up." Luke tried to act upset and disappointed, yet, at this point, it was nearly impossible to contain the excitement he was feeling. Luke got off his knees and onto the bed on his back. "You win," Luke said in a faked sad voice. "Go ahead and fuck me." Chad had learned to not give neg guys a chance to re-consider. Without missing a beat, he quickly moved into his position, and worked his cock into Luke's pre-lubed hole, forcing his thickness into the tight wanting hole in front of him. "OH GOD!" Luke yelped. "Not all at once! Ahh!" Luke ignored the Chad's order, and shoved his big tool all he way to the hilt. "FUCK! FUCK!" Luke cried, "You're...FUCK...oh fuck!" Luke slowly slid it out a couple of inches and then back into the hilt. "Unhh...No! Fuck!" Luke exclaimed. "I don't know if...oh FUCK!" Chad was slowly picking up his pace. "It's okay, you'll get used to it. Yeah, take my cock. Take it." The initial sharp pains brought Luke closer back to reality and he remembered that Chad was poz; and he started to get tense, saying "I don't know...if..." Luke started to say. Chad cut him off by again pushing in all the way. "Oh fuck! Oh god, that feels amazing..." Luke's ass suddenly got used to the big piece prying its way into his body. "I'm just not sure if...." Another thrust. "Oh fuck! Nooo!" Luke again exclaimed. Chad picked up the pace; he knew Luke was now under his control. "Oh no! No! No!" was all Luke could mutter as his ass was pounded. "Oh yeah, I knew I'd get your ass," Chad taunted, as he continued to drive his cock into his new twink lover. "No..." Luke mumbled. "You want me to stop?" Chad offered, anticipating the answer. "No" Luke could barely utter as he tried to catch his breath. Chad drilled for another minute and then directed Luke, "Get on your stomach." Chad pulled out and Luke immediately complied. Chad shoved his big cock back in, startling Luke again, but pleasing him all the same. "HOLY FUCK! FUCK!" Luke yelled, "No! No! NOOO!" Chad continued to hammer his newly conquered hole, "You ready for my poz cum?" "No! Don't cum in me!" Luke blurted out, yet he was craving it now. "You want me to stop?" Chad asked as he pounded as deeply as he could. "No! No! Fuck me! FUCK ME!" Luke screamed. "Get ready for my load!" Chad commanded, picking up his pace. "NO! OH FUCK! NO! NO! FUCK ME!" Luke kept yelling as he neared his climax and was too turned on to reconcile the conflicted feelings he was having. "TAKE IT!!!!" Chad yelled as he buried his cock deep and unloaded in slow, forceful thrusts. "NO!!!!!!!!!!" Luke shouted as he felt the hard cock pulsating in his ass, and as he jizzed himself into his blanket beneath him. Chad collapsed next to Luke as each guy caught his breath. Luke was slowly coming to his senses after the insane fuck he just experienced. "Oh my god. I can't believe I did that," Luke said as he started to regret what just happened. "I told you that you couldn't make me cum from head," Chad replied with a smirk.

While my balls are super sensitive and I can't handle pain there, I do love cock abuse. One hot guy I used to play with had me tied down and blindfold, doing electro on my ass. Then something was inserted into my pisshole and I started feeling my urethra burn. It got really intense as my ass was put through a variety of pulses and shocks and my urethra was on fire. My top kept telling me how much precum I was leaking. He kept this up for an hour. Eventually he pulled it out and jerked me off to an explosive orgasm. After I was drained, he took the blindfold off so I could see how covered I was. When he finished feeding me all of my fluids, he showed me what he had stuck in me, and it was a mini candy cane, which he made me eat.