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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!

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.

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

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.

The EU has passed a law called GDPR which is forcing me to allow account deletions (click here for a very detailed explanation of the law). The law goes into effect in a bit over a month. The software that runs this site makes it cumbersome to do account deletions, which is one of several reasons why I haven't been willing to do them in the past. But I've found an add-on utility that makes the process somewhat easier. To delete your account do the following: Login Click on your user name in the upper left corner under the logo, then choose "Account Settings" from the drop down. Choose "Delete My Account" in the sidebar on the left side of the page. Fill out the form for why you want to delete your account and click "Save". Wait a few days for a moderator to do the deletion. But before you delete your account realize what it does and what it doesn't do… Deleting your account will get rid of your profile page. Deleting your account deletes the data we have on you (email address, IP addresses, etc.) Deleting your account will stop all emails from Breeding Zone (though you can do that already in Account Settings). Deleting your account does NOT delete your forum posts. Deleting your account does NOT delete images you post to the gallery section or images you post in threads. If we notice that you have gallery images we'll delete them, but don't count on it. Deleting your account probably will NOT delete your blog posts (I'm waiting for a test case). Deleting your account does NOT get rid of references to your profile name. In fact quite the opposite – it makes those references so difficult to remove that we will ignore any request to remove them. Changing your profile name is the best way to get rid of references to your profile name. After you delete your account there's basically no way for you to prove authorship of anything that's left on the site. Hence we will ignore any requests to delete or modify posts unless they contain identifiable information, and in that case we will only edit out the identifiable information. I'll update this with more details once I do a few deletions and understand the process more completely.

I didn't bother to vote on this one. Maybe it held some relevance years ago*, but I think we've come further this past decade than the premise behind this thread. We're not "this" as opposed to "that" anymore. We know better now. We're all one. *I notice it was created 10 years ago

Just got in from a decent cruising session and am now horny af. Plugged after helping 6 anon guys on their way home, no idea what 2 of em even looked like as as I was bent over and as one pulled out other jumped straight in and ended up tag teaming

Hey, @TallAussieBtm- I was at the same event, but had quite a different experience. I had been a couple of times before, so knew it was important to get there early so that you can secure yourself a good position in the main room- not only that, but you have to know that you need to strip and check-in your clothes super quick, so that you can get back upstairs before all the good spots have been taken. Once you’ve ‘secured’ your spot with your hood, you can relax a bit and wander around, knowing that your spot should be safe… this is probably the reason you encountered hostility from bottoms prior to event starting- perhaps they thought you were after their prized position (and to be fair, if they had been queueing for over an hour before the doors opened just so they could get a good place you can’t really blame them 🤣). Anyway, I was on the main bed, and the first hour or so went pretty well for me- I wasn’t the first to get fucked, but I didn’t have to wait too long. Lots of fucks of various length, and not a lot of down time between them. But then I needed to pee, and so had to abandon my place, and ended up being led back into the second room where you were. It was much quieter in there, and I experienced exactly the same as you: short, sharp bursts of fucking, and then nothing for several minutes. The atmosphere just wasn’t the same either- much quieter, and I definitely felt I had been sidelined. So I kind of felt my way back to the main room, which I was able to do partly coz I knew my way around. This is kind of “cheating” a bit, but the hell with it, I wasn’t going to sacrifice my enjoyment of the evening for the sake of being a stickler for the rules. Once back in the main room, I couldn’t get a position back on the bed, but I found myself bent over a bench along one of the walls, and that worked out pretty well in the end- lots more fucking, and even some loads. So all in all, it was a good night for me- but that was partly because I’d done it before, so knew the drill beforehand. The Horsefair concept ticks all my boxes, and the fantasy is amazing! The reality can be almost as good, but it needs everything to line up perfectly for it really to work. There are so many variables that are beyond your control that can lead to a less-than-perfect outcome. Where you end up positioned is one, but there are others. Suddenly needing to go for a pee when things are in full flow; and God forbid you should have a “brown issue” and turn out not to be 100 percent clean (my worst fear lol). The tops that fuck you- some might wear condoms, some may just be bad fuckers, and some may spend just far too long in your hole while you crave others…(or worst of all, a condom-wearing bad fucker that monopolizes your hole for an hour 😱). But still, I would thoroughly recommend one of these parties to anyone who thinks they might enjoy it- after all, you only live once! (Btw, @TallAussieBtm- I was at Lab the night before too- I reckon I probably saw you getting fucked in that gyno chair- glad you enjoyed it!)

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.

Raw is law

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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.

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I don't know if I'm an expert, or if I have amazing cocksucking skills, but I do know that I am VERY experienced and HIGHLY enthusiastic. I too love spending hours in the bookstore, naked, performing community service for a many needy men as possible. I love the gloryholes, but I love being naked in the theater area just as much. I love sucking off cock after cock with men watching and waiting for their turn to use my mouth. The sounds of fucking from the movies, the aroma of fucking from the cum on the floor and on my face and chest. The rhythmic sensation of a stranger fucking my mouth, his hands on my head and his ballsack slapping against my chin. The touch of other men's hands all over my body as they take their pleasure from using me to get what they need. It can be a very cathartic experience. Sometimes I wear a blindfold to heighten my other senses and communicate my status as cumpig for one and all. A community hole to use and enjoy without regard for my feelings or needs. That's what I love about a porn theater.

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 ... 😈🐽

When I arrived in Los Angeles, I was a stunning young man with a big bubble butt. I’d use condom most the time. Then tops would put it in raw and say they’d pull out to cum and they’d breed my hole. I started liking raw fucking and taking the load. I then started loving letting the tops breed my hole. I felt like it was a deeper connection. I then loved Craigslist for hookup posts. I met a Master alpha top breeder that trained me as cumdump and I started becoming heavily used as a cumdump. It was so hot!!

My boyfriend likes to use a paddle on my balls when giving him head

David is an 18 year old boy that my buddy Steve introduced me to. The first time I met David he was a little bashful and shy but Steve assured me that the kid would be up for some adventure. The three of us hung out for a couple of hours ... and when I drove David home, he pointed out where I should pick him up that night. It turns out that he was going to climb through his bedroom window because his parents were .... well you get the picture. That first night I took David to an after hours house party. I paraded him around for an hour or so and then took his young boy ass to one of the bedrooms. With a little coaxing I got him to strip out of his tee shirt, loosen his shorts and pull out his seriously large cock for a couple other guys to see. Without much more effort David ended up on his knees sucking cock for most of that night. I watched him gulp down 5 loads of cum but there were probably twice that many or more ... honesty I was kinda preoccupied for most of the evening getting fucked. Turns out he got fucked several times that night too. It was when I took David to the SAWMILL campground that I knew he had become a complete and total slut. By now I'd fucked him a bunch of time and had even taken him to a sex party but David at the Sawmill campground was better than a kid (which he was) in a candy story (which it was). We got there early Friday evening and he stuck pretty close but by Saturday mid morning he was completely at ease and pretty much running around on his own without much drama. By that afternoon he had vanished which I guess should have had me a little worried (but honesty it didn't - LOL). There were dozens of trailers, motor homes, cabins, tents and trails leading from place to place. I figured David knew exactly were to find me if he need or wanted anything - plus I was having a great time just hangin out at the pool. Late Saturday evening I found him again - It looked like he had been cruzing the bathroom at the pool area. David was gettin fucked by two guys in the shower area who were NOT taking no for an answer. They had him pushed up against a half wall that separated the shower area from the "hallway" and were pounding him hard enough that about the only thing he could do was just hang onto the wall itself. It was fucking HOT as hell. When I walked up it was clear David and I knew each other and I remember one of the guys was like "dude, do you know who this kid belongs to?" Apparently one of their friends had grabbed onto David earlier that day and had been keeping him spun up on G and X while they fucked him. When they invited me back to their cabin I realized David didn't even have any clothing ... they had just walked him over to the shower naked so he could clean up some. Later that night ... aka early early Sunday morning before it started getting light again we all headed out to "the trails." This time David had on some clothing (although not his) however by the time we were in the woods he was completely naked again. Now "the trails" at the Sawmill are just that ... a series of trails that just kind of loop around to each other with little areas tucked away here and there for guys to hook up in. We took David to the end of one of the little areas and basically spread him out on a bench where he started to get fucked again and again and again. In addition to the 4 guys from the cabin and myself ... I watched no fewer that 10 different guys fuck his once tight boy hole. David was probably fucked 20 or more times that weekend and Id bet he took enuf cum to fill a quart jar!

My husband frequently breeds my hole before he goes to work, then sends me off to the bathhouse to collect more loads. When he gets home from work, he'll slide in my hole again, this time lubed with several anonymous loads, and he'll add another of his own. He loves being both first and last, and I enjoy every minute of it!

I actually fantasise about being the cumdump in a relationship, and my partner keeps encouraging me to take loads, and to come home with my ass full of cum, for him or her to taste and to use as lube to fuck me some more. It'll be even better if both of us are sluts.

My first time was when I went to an adult bookstore to buy a video. I noticed the back room. I asked the cashier about it. He told me. I bought some tokens and went inside. I was looking to get a blowjob. I put a token in and started checking out the different channels. I found a gay channel. I was mesmerized. It got me so hard! Next thing I noticed was a nice sized cock sticking through the glory hole. I had never touched another mans cock before. I was hesitant but horny. I took it in my hands and heard him say, please suck it. It all came naturally to me. It was as if I was born knowing how to suck a cock. Well, needless to say, I was hooked! I was a man on a mission. He flooded my mouth with his cum. I went wild over the taste and the sensation. As I’m leaving the store, after 2 more loads from different guys, I again saw the cashier. He said, thanks for the great blowjob! I was a regular in that store for years. I blew him whenever he was on duty. We also hooked up other times too! I can’t ever get too much cum to swallow!

3 different times been gang fucked: 1. 15 guys pumped 18 loads into my hole in a little over an hour at a buddy's apartment. 2. swallowed 10 loads, took another 3 in my hole in 2 hrs at a bathhouse. 3. took 9 loads in my hole at a bathhouse in about an hour.