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This Straight athlete from the nearby Christian College went out with his friends hoping to get laid, but got frustrated instead by the uptight Christian girls looking for the MRS degrees. He wanted to come over. We had been talking awhile. He had been curious since he was younger and he jacked off with an older dude in the gym shower. So, I convinced him to ditch his buddies and come over to my place and finally take the next step. So I left the door open for him to just walk in, get naked and get in bed ass up. I started with burying my tongue into that firm ass. I rimmed that perfect ass till spit was dripping across his balls and down his dick. Mixing with the leaking pre cum. I stroked his slippery dick he cluing on it at times or I’d lick his balls. Back to that sweet virgin hole. He was pushing back to get my tongue deeper. Using his pre cum I got a finger all wet and slid it in his wet hole. He moaned and thrusted back. He was comfortable with one finger. So I added another finger as I lubed up a third and his cock was rock hard and taking it all. You want more. “Hmmmm” he replied. After playing with his hole and dick for nearly an hour I was rock hard. I put the head of my poz cock against his hole. Pulling his ass back I slowly watch him take my death cock. I was balls deep in his virgin ass. The first cock in that straight hole was my death stinger. He loved it. He was smashing back enjoying the feeling of his tight getting used. I was close to cumming, fucking that hole. Just as my cock swelled. Ready to poz that hole. He pulled forward and shot his big load all my bed. As I filled his hole with my poz cum. Pink cum dripped down his crack, slowly over his balls, making his shaft glisten with both our juices. I moved down and started sucking his still extra hard dick. Before long his balls tighten and he covered my tongue with a second huge load of the night. He rolled over and fell asleep in my bed, my poz load simmering in his hole. He woke up the next morning just in time to get a second load from me before getting dressed and off to class. While my two poz loads percolated in his freshly cherry popped ass. hope you liked this one as much as I did. I can't decide if this is a one off or do a short series...what do you all think? Joey

Got on sniffies.com and found a top hosting. I texted a few pics of ass and face and got a reply to cum by and play. His spelling I drove to the location and he had to watching. Gave me his apt number. I got in and two guys answered the door in shorts no shirts and said come in. We walked to the bedroom and they told me to strip and get on the bed on all fours. So I did and both took turns at eating my ass and fingering my hole. They got up and one plowed the hell out of me when finished the other started to fuck me. I heard a phone beep and the 1st guy said the other is he. The second guy said great timing I'm going to cum as he growled and laid on me. I heard some talking and felt a hand on me and the guy laying on me. The guy got off of me and I felt another cock slide in as I got pushed flat as I got pounded. Great 3 loads

Hot tales of pozzing and conversion from the days before meds and before PrEP. Thanks to Steve Chased for posting this at Telegram. Enjoy, and let us know your favorites. Bareback Bible - May 2003.pdf

It’s the start of the weekend and I stopped by the AVS closest to my house as I’ve been in heat all week. Found a slightly older guy that I figured just wanted his cock sucked, so I was surprised when I offered up my ass and he went for it. He came in me a little and finished on my ass instead of in it. No big deal as I was able to work a good portion of that load into my hole. After that my fuck bud showed up but he just wanted to give head. Besides, he totally destroyed my hole a few nights ago so no worries. We just stroked each other for a while. A little after that this younger guy who’s been breeding me since the spring showed up. We go into a booth and he gets my pants down in no time. I suck him for a minute or two to get him super hard and he turns me around and is getting out his lube. I tell him I just took a load a little earlier and his eyes light up and shoves right in. He must of loved the feeling because he came in less than a minute. He stayed inside me which was not like him and he started fucking me again and came again really quick. I could tell I was flooded. With a super thick and creamy load which is my favorite. Now I’m home stroking one out as I’m typing this with my favorite plugging to keep what’s left inside me as I stroke and piss on myself. I just cannot wait to shoot this load. I just had to write this first.

Fuck yes, there is a group of black homeless next to where I'm living, and I've been going there to get used and bred (and probably infected) several times. They are all looking sick and skinny, which I fucking love and would fuck anything. I'm usually going there high and geared up in tight and slutty leather. They are seriously homophobic so they are not just hate fucking me, but they also treat me like a worthless faggot, a low life cumdump piece of shit, and keep insulting me... which is turning me on... always bareback, always dumping loads in my ass, always pissing in me too... I'm usually always going there late at night, and always bump into one neighbour in his car, who smirks at my outfit. One day he followed me and discovered the low life piece of sub human I was, taking many black cock from sick homeless guys... Most of the neighbourhood knows about that now... So I'm treated as a worthless fag by everyone which is almost a hot as the fucks. Not surprising considering the outfits... See below.

Hot Son Hot Daddy My name is Marc and Im a daddy of 50s muscular with a nice pecs with some hair salt and pepper and I have a 9 inch dick. During the 80s I was a real slut and I got pop from my boyfriend who died from cancer so leaving me single for the most of my older age. Because the medication was still brand new the side effect were horrible so for a long time I wasn’t taking any medication and let the hiv evolve as it were making me very toxic. So When I was playing I was making sure that the btm knew my status and most of them were on ok with it. The most part I was playing with poz guys so we were ok with each other. Its only with neg hole that was bit more of a problem. I have a son that is in prison for stealing a car. The thing is that his parol officer gave the notice that I will be his host for the during his year of probation. I visited him few times and I saw that he was struggling on the inside as he was small and slim and not very much of a fighter. He told me that he made connection in exchange for services and treats. I didn’t ask more as I understood he was someones else bitch. I found it hot! My son was about to get release from prison so I prepared the house for his stay. The thing is I don’t know how he will be acting with me now that he’s release. Hope he hasn’t change too much. I picked up my son from the front gate of the prison and then we went home. I showed him my new place a nice cottage in the woods where we are miles from any neighbours. The thing is that when I got inside instinctively I took off my shirt as when im home im a nudist and when I do some house work I stay nude all the time. My son took it by surprise thinking I was gonna hit the shower or something I told him sorry as I am usually without clothes when im home alone in my home. He said its ok Im used to seeing guys naked as in the showers we were all naked using the same shower heads for three guys. We were doing rotation to get the water. The thing is that my house need a lot of repairs as I flip houses and this one was still in renovation. I told him that the water pump for the shower doesn’t work well so all cleaning would be in the lake with all the necessaries. And because im always working for the renovation im always sweaty so I don’t have time to go down the road and jump in the lake to wash out So I stayed unclean for weeks sometimes. I would use a wash clothes from the sink to do quick rinse. He said he’s used to it that not washing himself for days as during lockdown it could latest for a 3-4 days where he would locked into his cell and couldn’t go to the showers. As we were unpacking his suitcase I was undress to my undies and walking around the house doing some mini chores. He saw me with my big bulge in my underwear and I knew he kept staring. I found it hot that he was so curious. I saw he was hiding a small journal under his bed when he was unpacking I didn’t think of it much but I was curious to know what was inside. My son told me that he would like to go for a walk around the woods to get his bearings and check what kind activities he could do around here. I told him he could borrow the small VTT to go around the woods and having fun in the big empty field to do some donuts. Meanwhile he was outside having fun I went to his room and looked under his bed to find his journal. He was writing down what happened to him during his time on the inside. The big gist of it is that He was the bitch of a big drug dealer that needed assistance to get information delivered to other side of the prison so where my son would take the msg and then cross some area where he had access and delivered it to the right person. For each msg delivered he would get a week of protection. During a lockdown he couldn’t delivered the msg so the drug dealer told him that he would be safe he does what he wants from him and it stated by sucking him to then having him fucking him real rough. In his journal he mentioned how he was fucked both time by the drug dealer and the guard to help on the inside contraband and that he was always bareback as condoms were available to the general public. He was worried to get hiv or stds as he didn’t want to catch anything. But he heard somewhere through the branches that the drug dealer was in fact poz. He went to the clinic few times to get blood tested and the nurse told him he was okay and healthy. I heard him getting inside the house so I quickly put back the journal under his bed and went to see him. During dinner I asked him if he could tell me more how it was on the inside. He told me it was hard and tough as he needed to always make deals to get protected from the public. I couldn’t resist and told him that when he told me that he needed to to do treats and favours to get protection I told him I found it hot that you were someones bitch. And kept thinking that you were getting fucked by a big guy . My son stood there in silence and shocked of my response. He told me that yes he had to resolve to sex activities to pay for protection. I asked him how many guys and how big they were. He told me there was one in particular That was big and rough with him and he was the best. Bet to have him safe as no one dare to attack him or being mean to him in the yard. I was trying to imaging the drug dealer fucking my son pounding his ass in the cell and take it bb like a real slut. I told him that I was proud of him that he made it through and like a man he took it like a champ. As he was telling me the stories how he was fucked by this big guy that the drug dealer gave him to satisfied his friend I stood up to grab a glass of water. I was in my underwear and my son saw right away I was on erection. My son made a gasp and wasn’t trying to look directly at my cock under my underwear. He saw right away how big I was. I told him I was sorry that I was in erection as the stories he was telling me was making me hard. My son asked me if he was turning me on I told him yes and I wanted to fucked him since he got on the inside being someones bitch turned me on. But we had to make a deal is that we are both naked all the time around the house and that when fucking I only play bb. He told me that during his time in prison he was always fucking bb. I wanted to be more mean and rough so I told him that he wanted to stay in my house he had to get fucked by me bb no matter what. My son took a moment and think about this condition and told me that he was either going to live with me or in the street. And the street was not a good place to restart his life So he would stay with me and comply to my demands. I told him that I was poz and because I had played a lot with other guys I might picked up other things. As we say Im a real toxic top. He asked me if I would still love him no matter what happen. I told him yes I will support you no matter what and love unconditional. Then he said something really hot: I will comply to your demands and be your slutty btm as you are Clearly into. Then I told him lets go to my room we walked to the bedroom and push my son on the bed. I told him that tonight I will make sure he gets my cock like a real slut. He told me that he wanted slow and calm. But I gave him my grin face that is not going to happen. I started to suck him and saw he had a nice 7 inch and kinda trim around his cock. And then I flipped him over to have his ass in front of me. My cock was rock hard and then dripping prelim I told him that I have been pozing guys for a long time and then more than just poz as im real top toxic. My son was not really sure about what to do next. I told him either he stays in bed or goes out on the street. I was really horny and started to lick his hole and spit on it to lube it up and then pressing my cock to the rim of the anus. And then starting to push more and more inside. When I was half way inside I starting to make bigger stroke. My son was complaining how big I was and told him to shut up and take it like I was his drug dealer from the inside. And As your dad you must do what I saw. If I say you take my cock you take it! I was balls deep and then told him that I was off meds and more in me as I am toxic top. I was pounding his ass real good! Making him my bitch now. I was about to ejaculate I shove my index inside his hole with my dick still inside his ass to stratch his inside. And then I cum deep in him. We both then lay down on the bed all sweaty and musky from the sex.

You might also want to consider asking other sub service bottoms for advice. Many of us have already been trained and serviced doms and can provide some insights about how best to service a top. As someone who served an alpha top for close to two years, I can say that one of the main attributes of being a good sub bottom is letting go of your sense of self, your sense of agency, and free will. While a good dom will set boundaries, there should only be a few and anything inside those boundaries is fair game. You have to understand that you don't have preferences. You cannot express preferences about things you will or won't do or how you like to do things. You have to understand that when servicing a dom, it's not a negotiation; it's obedience. You have to understand that you're not an agent of yourself, but an object of service to be used as and when the top wants. You also have to let go of any sense of "masculinity". Most subs are fully shaved and many are caged. Your penis has no role. I was caged because my alpha top did not even want to see my penis. To him, it is a clit, my hole is a pussy. My instructions were to always be shaved, caged, and plugged. Whenever I came to his place, I was to strip down immediately without waiting to be told. This is done on purpose; there is only one man when you are around your dom and that is Him. You have to get comfortable with doing things that are in your best interest, but you might not be aware of how those things are slowly and quietly changing and shaping your mindset -- your view of Him and of yourself. You have to get comfortable with being told to sleep on the floor while he plays with another sub in the bed. You're rendered meaningless. Some other sub is getting the dick that you thought was yours, feeling jealous while listening to all those moans, wondering whether this new sub is going to push you out of your connection with your dom. As you're lying on the floor, wondering whether the dom has found a new toy and your time with him is over, you hear one word "cleanup" and you immediately understand that you're being told to clean them both up after their fuck. You climb onto the bed and see your dom's now soft dick wet with ass juice and cum and start to clean it up. Then your dom tells the other fag, "stick your ass up, it's going to clean you". You turn to the fag and rim and felch him clean. You have to get comfortable being told that the only way that you can piss is outside, on all 4's, with one leg raised. You're wondering what happens when it rains outside, and he has already anticipated that and tells you you can go inside on a pee pad, but still on all 4's with one leg raised -- like a lowly animal. You train to be a urinal so that whenever your dom needs to piss, he does not have to be inconvenienced with needing to get up and go to the bathroom. He can use your mouth right there. You have to get comfortable taking the trash to the curb fully naked, for anyone around to see. Thought you'd like to know....

Drew’s buddy, Dwayne has got himself a boyfriend, John. they came over last night and I got an immediate hardon. John is hot as fuck and just my type - short, stocky, bit hairy, stubble and with a meaty arse. He knew that I fuck Dwayne and I was completely up front with him. I told him he got me hard and I got my cock out to show him. I grabbed his arse and told him I wanted to fuck him - he kind of blushed which got me real horny. I told everyone to get naked and see what happens. We got down to it and I was fucking Drew and Dwayne is fucking John. I pulled out of Drew and Dwayne immediately pulled out of John’s arse and mounted Drew. I didn’t wait to be asked - John’s hole was available so I mounted him and went balls deep inside him. He seemed unsure but didn’t say much so I ignored it and continued fucking him. I always love fucking a young man for the first time. His hole felt amazing - tight and gripped the whole length of my shaft. I shot my load up him and pulled out - then Drew went up him and pumped his load up John’s arse. I’m not sure if he’s gunna become a regular - he didn’t seem to be completely into me but at least I’ve fucked and seeded him. I have offered him my arse and Drew’s arse if he wants a return visit. We’ll see what happens.

I took a trip to Mexico and was not expecting this 6’3’’ to be wrist thick cock, I put in the petroleum jelly and got stretched to the max, fuck felt so good. Had him nutting in less that 5 mins

We used to have rational gun restrictions. The radicals on the SCOTUS ended that in the 90s after what, two centuries of restrictions. At least they’re still allowing restrictions on bombs, artillery, nukes, missiles. Not that any of that could rationally be blocked if you really believed the originalist bull. Instead it’s just about manipulating the rubes. I understand I’m less patient with the stupid and evil party than others. It’s just because I grew up with these people. Some of them wanted to disinvite me from my grandmother’s memorial, and some refused to bring children because the gay cousin might corrupt them. Largely, they’re useless sacks of racist crap who are upset they can’t drop the n word (or other ethnic slurs) in public conversation. The worst buy into white nationalism. The best are merely propagandized by horseshit right wing media and don’t have the brain and willpower to reason past the propaganda techniques. They say dumb things like, “The lamestream media just lies about Him.” It’s sad how we have to keep trying to save them for the dystopia they’re rushing us toward while imagining that when Medicare goes away it won’t mean for them. But here we are, and the saddest LCRs keep pretending they won’t be cut off like the rest of us.

Man, I love rational discourse. I am aware that the popular wisdom these days is to never "talk politics" at holiday dinners. And yet I grew up with skilled debaters, my dad and his sister, Knox College graduates. And their day long debates at our frequent visits sometimes contained passionately presented arguments. But they kept talking and I learned to love listening to them. They disagreed with love and respect for each other. It was more than entertainment. It helped us learn how to think. @BootmanLA I love you brother. This conversation here for me is sanity in our insane times. Thanks. @nanana my new "aunt Betty" (and I loved my aunt Betty). I truly am appreciating this whole conversation; and it wouldn't be happening without you. Thanks. Maybe weird to be talking about this stuff on a bareback site (obviously our common ground). So, in the spirit of reflecting that, the two of you are turning me on and a raw three way would be a delight. 🙂

Bit of a change for a moment. Out at a fireworks display last night, went to use toilet and saw this young twink-ish guy stood in corner. Asked if he was queuing, nothing untoward. Bit of chat, used urinal, left. Few hours later, needed another piss, twink there again..... Asked if he was alright, needed anything, as he just sort of stared and nodded. I point at toilet cubicle, he nodded again. One quick visit into cubicle, and I've got some drained balls, he's been pumped full.

I found myself having some more time this weekend, so I decided to continue a bit more. Here is the next part: Part 5: Coming home Ethan decides to take Thomas and Johnny to his home as both boys live quite far by train. Upon reaching his apartment, Ethan shows off the impressive space: A large living area with plenty of comfortable seating and entertainment systems, an open-plan kitchen stocked with delicious foods and drinks, a modern bathroom suite featuring both traditional showers and bathtub as well as an attached sauna room perfect for indulging their darkest desires without leaving the comfort of home. But it is when they enter his "playroom" that truly sets their hearts racing with excitement, equipped with everything two submissive sluts like themselves could ever want or need: A vast collection of BDSM gear including whips, floggers, restraints, cock rings and nipple clamps hung neatly from pegboards adorning the walls; numerous sex toys displayed invitingly in glass cases along one side of the room; an expansive array of sex furniture ranging from a luxurious Saint Andrew's cross to various bondage frames perfect for keeping them spread wide open during long nights filled with debauchery and depravity. The main focus point of the room is a massive king-sized bed with ornate posts at each corner and covered in a silky latex sheet - ideal for tying up their victims while Ethan took his pleasure or using as a surface to tie them into various kinky positions. Overhead hangs an impressive collection of rope, leather and chain which can be used not only for bondage but also creating complex macrame designs to adorn the slaves further or simply adding an extra level of humiliation when incorporated into their BDSM sessions together as Ethan's pets. Finally, in one corner sits an intimidating looking device that looks like something out of a medieval dungeon - this is Ethan's favorite toy for punishing naughty slaves who dare defy him: The Judas Cradle, or an adapted version of it, which would ensure both boys learn their place quickly under his firm but loving guidance. Thomas tries to grasp how it works, when Ethan explains he can stretch their assholes out using the cradle, tying a boy up and using a complicated system of levers and pulleys, lowers them onto a dildo or other toy. Depending on the punishment this can go from pleasurable to very, very painful. With everything laid bare before them, Thomas couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of awe mixed with fear as he gazed upon this erotic temple dedicated to sin and pleasure at his master's command alone. But when those beautiful brown eyes meet Ethan's dark orbs filled with promises of pain, passion, and ultimate submission, Thomas finds himself unable to resist. He takes a tentative step forward before sinking down on one knee beside the bed in front of his new Lord and Master: "I belong to you now, Master Ethan." he whispers huskily as heat spreads through his body at the thought of finally finding someone strong enough to take complete control over his life - someone like himself who knows no limits when it comes to indulging their twisted desires. Johnny watches with a mixture of lust and dread as Ethan nods approvingly before ordering both boys to strip naked completely then proceeds to grab handfuls of each slave's hair forcing them down onto all fours presenting themselves for his inspection. Thomas's ass cheeks clench involuntarily in anticipation at what is yet come while Johnny's cock throbs painfully as Master Ethan begins running his hands over their bodies like fine works of art. As they are subjected to this intense display of power, Thomas feels a sense of peace washing over him knowing that he is no longer in control - but also realizing just how much he enjoys being pushed beyond his limits like this under such skilled hands which show no mercy nor remorse for the pleasure they extract from their helpless victims. Meanwhile, Johnny watches on transfixed by this mesmerizing display of dominance and submission knowing that he too will soon learn what it means be truly owned by a man like Ethan. After their inspection by Master Ethan, Thomas and Johnny are made to stand before him naked as they were born. With a look of absolute determination on his face, Ethan retrieves a small box from one corner of the room filled with chains and tools that look more at home in a hardware store than this den of iniquity. He moves swiftly yet methodically fastening heavy collars around each boy's necks before affixing matching sets of shackles to their wrists and ankles locking them onto the bodies permanently. These new adornments serve as both reminders and symbols of their enslavement; proof for all who lay eyes upon them that they are now fully owned by this powerful man who has claimed them both as his own personal playthings. With a satisfied grin, Ethan steps back admiring his handiwork for a moment before issuing forth commands which send chills down their spines at the thought of what lies ahead: "Now then...I want you both on all fours presenting your asses to me like the good little sluts you are," he says, his voice cold and emotionless as stone but still manages convey a sense of barely restrained lust beneath its surface. "Johnny, come here my pretty boy and let's see what we can do about getting that sweet tight hole of yours stretched nice and wide for me to fuck it good and proper." As Johnny moves forward obediently like a zombie under his master's spell, Ethan grabs hold of the back of Johnny's neck guiding him towards Thomas who has already assumed position as ordered. As their asses press against each other in this intimate embrace it's clear that both boys are aroused by this display of dominance. With one final push, Ethan shoves his massive cock head between Johnny's puckered anus, a first taste for the newcomer that instantly brings tears to his eyes at how big and thick it feels invading him so forcefully all at once. But instead of pulling back in pain as most would expect upon such violation, Johnny whimpers out soft moans begging Master Ethan not stop pounding away inside him, a fact helped by Ethan secretly applying some Tina to his cock head before pushing forward which ensures maximum pleasure while also causing confusion within Johnny's addled brain as he struggles against his own base desires for the attention and adoration showered upon him by this new Lord and Master. Thomas meanwhile watches on eagerly with lustful eyes, craving his own turn at being fucked senseless by their powerful master while also experiencing an intense sense of pride knowing full well that both he and Johnny will soon belong entirely to this man. Ethan takes full advantage of his power over Thomas and Johnny, thrusting in and out of Johnny's tight ass like a possessed man driven by lust alone while at the same time fondling Thomas' cock, rubbing it in circles until he is leaking precum all over his chest. When he feels that both boys are ready for their next round of debauchery, Ethan releases his cock from the wanting boy. Without pausing for even a moment to catch their breath, Ethan orders them both into position on their back. His plan is to tie each boy up spread eagled, laying next to one another like two cum-stained slabs of meat ready for his pleasure as he grabs hold of large syringes filled with a cocktail of drugs that will keep them both high and aroused until he decides enough is enough. As each needle pierces their flesh sending shudders of pleasure coursing through their veins, Ethan positions himself between the two bound boys taking turns fucking them mouth and ass while also forcing his cock down Johnny's throat until he can feel the boy gagging on it. He doesn't care though because for him this is about complete ownership; showing Johnny who holds power in this relationship while reminding Thomas exactly why he belongs to him alone. Ethan grabs another syringe filled with a powerful dose of drugs used to treat erectile dysfunction before squatting down between their legs aiming at Johnny's cock, which he knows has become hypersensitive thanks to all the abuse it's been taking over these past hours since Ethan claimed them as his own. With a quick thrust, he drives the needle deep into Johnny's engorged member causing him to scream in pain yet still unable to resist due to the mind-numbing effects of both the drugs already inside his system and mastery that Ethan wields over him so effortlessly at this point. Now, the only thing that is missing is getting high himself - watching over his two little playthings as they writhe beneath him helpless against their own base desires which he has twisted into something darker more sinister than either could have ever imagined possible when first joining his ranks just mere hours ago. With his heart racing from both anticipation and excitement, Ethan retrieves the final syringe from its place on a nearby table. He inspects it carefully making sure every detail is perfect before bringing it to bear upon himself as he positions the needle against his own flesh at his arm. Slowly but surely, he depresses the plunger releasing a potent mixture of chemicals into his veins that will enhance both sensation and pleasure while also numbing him slightly from pain allowing him to indulge in their perversions for longer periods without fatigue setting in. As he feels the warmth spreading throughout his body, Ethan's cock twitches, eagerly anticipating what is coming next - an intense session of fisting Thomas's asshole after first taking care to fill up Johnny. It's his way of reminding them both that even though they may think they can escape from this dark world, the truth remains: They belong to him now. Ethan moves behind Johnny whose eyes flutter shut unable to bear witness to what's about happen next, but still feels every touch nonetheless thanks in part to those wicked drugs coursing through their systems like electric current sparking new pathways of pleasure previously unimaginable. With a gentle yet firm grip, Ethan grabs hold of Johnny's ass cheeks, pulling them apart and exposing his tight rosy asshole still glistening wet with spilled cum and remnants of lube. The butt plug appears out of nowhere, its massive size dwarfing even Johnny's impressive proportions as it slides into his tight anus causing him to scream like a stuck pig but unable to stop himself from moaning, thanks again in part due those same drugs that are now beginning work their magic throughout their bodies, making them high on the pain just as much as the pelasure they were feeling earlier when chasing that first taste of release so desperately. As Johnny tries adjusting to this newfound intrusion, Ethan turns his attention towards Thomas who is lying there helplessly awaiting whatever torment Master Ethan has planned for him next. Without further ado, Ethan squirts a liberal amount of lube onto his large hands, preparing them for the task at hand while also giving Thomas time to adjust himself mentally and emotionally as he prepares to face what is undoubtedly going to be one of most intense ass-play experiences yet as their sadomasochistic journey together breaks past new barriers into depths. Thomas gulps down the lube that's been squirted into his hole, lubricating himself and making it easier for Master Ethan to take control. The anticipation of what is about to happen builds inside him like an avalanche gathering momentum, and his breath comes in quick little gasps as he tries his best to calm the racing thoughts that fill his head, knowing full well there's no escape from this sex dream turned reality now. Ethan positions himself behind Thomas and slowly but surely begins pushing one thick finger at a time into Thomas' ass, taking care not to rush things lest he damage something irreparable inside him. As each digit sinks deeper into Thomas' body, his hole stretches wider, opening itself up like petals of a flower under Master Ethan's gentle yet insistent touch. The sensation is unlike anything the boy has experienced before: part pleasure, part pain - all mixed together in a heady cocktail of debauchery that leaves him wanting more. Meanwhile down below where Johnny's ass was recently ravaged by Ethan's massive butt plug, he discovers its true purpose – as he feels intense vibration emanating from his bowels. At first, he thinks something has gone terribly wrong until he realizes what is actually happening: With every thrust or movement Ethan makes in Thomas's ass and every moan the boy exhales, the butt plug sends waves of pleasure coursing through Johnny's own body; amplifying and enhancing whatever sensations Master Ethan is creating within him. It's like being fucked from the inside out – a feeling that pushes the boy further into madness than even he thought possible. The sounds of pleasure fill the room as both boys moan and grunt with every move their master makes; their bodies betraying them as they succumb to this perverse fantasy world created just for them by none other than Master Ethan himself, who stands before them now – tall, proud and unapologetic about his desires or intentions for them in any way. His cock twitches with anticipation knowing full well that soon enough it will yet again claim both these delicious holes as its own; pounding them into submission under relentless force. His fingers buried deep inside Thomas' hole while simultaneously feeling the rhythmic pulsations from Johnny's ass brought on by the vibrating butt plug beneath him, Ethan decides that now is finally time for fisting – something he has been looking forward to ever since they first entered his chambers. With one last glance downward at both submissive boys beneath him quivering with desire and anticipation alike, he begins by pushing his knuckles into Thomas's now stretched-open ass hole, taking things slow at first to gauge the boy's response and make sure he doesn't cause any irreparable damage. As Thomas gasps and moans from both pleasure and pain, Ethan can feel his body trembling under his touch – a mix of excitement mixed with fear that sends shivers down Master Ethan's spine. With every thrust deeper into Thomas's body, the feeling intensifies: both for the slave as his senses are overloaded by this newfound intimacy, and for him who relishes in exerting power over another person through such extreme means of dominance. The sound of ripping flesh echoes through the room, drowned out only by moans of pleasure-pain emanating from both Thomas and Ethan as they reach heights of sexual intensity never experienced before. As Master Ethan's cock grows harder than it has ever been, he starts moving faster – pumping his fist in and out of Thomas with a furious pace that leaves neo-one guessing about his true intentions or desires in this moment. With each thrust forward, Ethan feels himself becoming more and more possessed by the power he holds over this beautiful creature before him; while simultaneously watching over Johnny's face down below as those powerful vibrations sent coursing through his own body transform the young man from one state of ecstasy to another at breakneck speed. Inside Thomas's ass, Ethan can feel his fingers sinking deeper into flesh that seems almost liquid now; the skin inside the boy's ass being the softest he's ever encountered yet still managing to provide enough resistance to make this entire act all that more thrilling for both participants involved. His hand is surrounded by heat, moisture and unbridled passion as each inch of his arm disappears into Thomas; pushing deeper than even he thought possible until finally there is nothing left of his hand on pulse. Just a massive fist buried deep inside another human being's body – a feat that would be considered [banned word] by most standards but under these circumstances serves only to heighten the experience, including Ethan himself who can feel his own orgasm building up within him. Thomas, on the other hand feels Ethan's fingers stretching him wide open; every inch of his ass being consumed by this immense presence that threatens to engulf him completely at any moment yet still managing to leave room for more – a sensation unlike anything he could have ever imagined before entering Master Ethan's world. The pain is unbearable at times, pushing Thomas right to the edge of his sanity but even then he can feel himself wanting more – needing more in order satisfy this insatiable hunger that seems to grow stronger with each passing second spent inside Ethan's chambers of depravity. Ethan starts punching harder now; taking what was once thought impossible to Thomas and turning it into reality right before their very eyes. The sound of bone meeting flesh echoes throughout the chamber along with cries of pleasure-pain emanating from both boys below him whose bodies seem to be on fire with lust and desire for each other under Master Ethan's watchful gaze. Ethan continues punching at a faster and more brutal pace; his fist slamming into Thomas's now gapingly stretched-open ass with a sickening wet slapping sound that fills the chamber. The feeling of power coursing through him is unlike anything he's ever experienced before, and it only intensifies as he watches both boys writhe in agony beneath his touch yet still moaning and begging for more. Finally, Ethan feels himself start to slip out of Thomas's wrecked ass hole. As the last of his fist escapes its prison, Thomas's body goes limp with exhaustion and relief – every muscle tensed up from this non-stop assault on his senses. Looking down at the now gapingly open wreck that was once Thomas's ass, Ethan sees a pink cavernous hole staring back up at him; open and gapin, rimmed by swollen blood vessels and torn muscles stretched around it like rubber bands ready to snap at any moment. His cock throbs in response, aching for nothing more than plunging itself into this ravaged orifice and claiming it as his own in every conceivable way possible. Without hesitation, Ethan reaches down between Johnny's legs and frees the butt plug buried deep inside him – revealing yet another gaping hole that's been stretched open wide for Master Ethan's pleasure. With both holes now primed and waiting, he selects two of the largest toys from his collection; each designed specifically to test limits and push boundaries of human anatomy past anything the boys would have ever experienced. As he slides the first monstrous toy, a long but skinny tentacle dildo, into Johnny's ass – feeling it slide past layers of tissue that have been stretched so thin they barely offer any resistance – Ethan can almost taste blood mingling with precum on his tongue; a telltale sign that these holes are more than ready to take what he has in store for them without complaint or hesitation. And so, he begins: pumping the first toy into Johnny while simultaneously pushing the second one, a shorter and thicker cock-shaped dildo, deeper inside Thomas – intent on showing both of them who truly holds power over their bodies and souls. With them lodged firmly inside each boy's ass now, Ethan begins thrusting at a furious pace; grunting and moaning in tandem with his own movements as he watches two of the most perfect creations ever born being pounded into submission under relentless force of his insatiable lust. Ethan's cock throbs harder than it ever has before, leaking precum onto Thomas and Johnny below him; The urge to come growing stronger by the moment as he watches over these two beautiful submissive boys whose bodies have been transformed into nothing more than playthings meant solely for his amusement. And so, he removes Thomas's toy, lines up his cock at the entrance of this gaping hole before him and plunges himself deep inside with a single powerful thrust that sends tremors throughout not only Master Ethan but also the owner of the body being used as a vessel for his darkest desires. Of course, after all the abuse Thomas's hole is loose enough to easily accommodate such an invasion, not even providing enough resistance to make this act satisfying to Ethan's sensitive cock. As Master Ethan slides back out, he lubes up his hand and reaches for his cock once again – this time preparing himself for a dual-penetration unlike any other ever witnessed: he wants to jerk his own cock inside of Thomas's fleshy fuck canal. And so he does, pushing first one then two fingers deep into Thomas's ass as they start moving together in perfect sync with each other; sending waves of pleasure through both boys beneath him that only serve to intensify Master Ethan's own orgasm building up inside him with every passing moment. The master skillfully slides his fist back into the boy's hole, pushing further than ever before, stretching Thomas wider and wider with each thrust. With that it is time to line up his cock once again but this time there will be no gentle entry; Ethan plans on burying himself deep inside Thomas with both fist and cock simultaneously. For Thomas, this means his hole will soon be filled with two massive objects pushing against the walls of his insides: His ass now the ultimate plaything for Master Ethan's sadistic pleasure. Without further hesitation, Ethan positions himself at the head of Thomas's stretched-open ass; lubing up his cock with precum and lube before plunging both his fist and cock into the boy's hole in a single powerful thrust that pushes all boundaries of pleasure and pain even further than before. As he buries himself to the hilt inside Thomas, Ethan can feel every inch of his length disappearing into this gaping void; the heat and tightness surrounding him only adding fuel to the fire burning inside Master Ethan as he watches both boys beneath him quiver with desire and anticipation. Now fully embedded within Thomas's ass, Ethan begins moving – thrusting forward at a furious pace while simultaneously jerking his cock in time with his fist. His other hand reaches around to stroke Johnny's hard cock; teasing it mercilessly as he watches over him from the corner of his eye. As Ethan's orgasm builds inside, he feels himself grow larger and harder still – pushing against Thomas's now seemingly bottomless abyss with each powerful thrust. The sound of skin slapping against flesh echoes through the room along with cries of pleasure-pain emanating from those beautiful mouths below: Two souls being molded into perfect creatures meant solely for Master Ethan's amusement. Finally, as the climax reaches its peak and begins to crest over them like a tidal wave, Ethan feels his entire body convulse – every muscle tightening in response as hot ropes of thick cum spill from his cock into Thomas's ass before being pulled back out again by the relentless rhythm of Master Ethan's thrusts. And with each stroke, another wave crashes onto their shores; marking them all as his forever and ever. The wave of climax washes over Master Ethan as his body convulses with each powerful thrust; the sounds of skin slapping against flesh and cries of pleasure-pain echoing throughout the room like some perverse symphony only heard by those who dare to venture into these darkest corners of human nature. As he finishes emptying himself inside Thomas, Master Ethan feels the urge to humilate the boy, reminding him of his place and role in this twisted tale. With a smirk, he leans down and whispers into Thomas's ear, "You know, Thomas, I can barely feel your insides anymore when I fuck you. It's almost as if your ass wasn't designed for a cock, but more as a canal to fist and pump." His words carry weight that sends shivers down the boy's spine; both from embarrassment and excitement at being so deeply marked by Master Ethan. He slowly slides out, leaving nothing but destruction in his wake. Thomas is gaping, his insides clearly visible and the cum Ethan deposited slowly dripping out. Ethan grabs the vibrating plug that used to be stuffed into Johnny, and puts an end to that, stuffing the boy’s hole. Next, it's time for some special attention for Johnny as well: With one hand still firmly wrapped around his cock – now hard as a rock thanks to all the teasing earlier – Ethan pulls back, lining up Johnny's hole with his still engorged member. But instead of simply entering him, Master Ethan decides on adding another level of humiliation before allowing himself this release. Grabbing a handful of Thomas's ass juice from the mess surrounding them on the floor, he forces it into Johnny's ass – making sure that every last drop seeps inside his hole as he grinds against him, pushing and pulling while forcing Johnny to accept this filthy offering from Master Ethan's own hand. With a final push forward, Ethan slides himself deep into Johnny; moaning loudly as he feels their bodies intertwine in yet another act of submission and dominance. And as he begins moving within Johnny, Master Ethan feels himself getting closer and closer to release just minutes after emptying himself inside Thomas. But before that can happen, he pulls back once again, ready to deliver another round of humiliation meant specifically for Thomas's loose hole and shattered pride beneath him. "You see, Thomas, my cum is still pouring out of you while your asshole clamps down on that huge plug," Master Ethan shouts maliciously, "and that is why I kept your friend around: not only for his pretty face and mouth, but also for that amazing ass of his; tight enough to hold my load yet loose enough when I need it." With that final word of humiliation, Master Ethan lets go, unleashing a torrent of cum inside Johnny as their bodies finally give way under pressure building up inside both boys for far too long. As exhaustion finally washes over Ethan, he clarifies "Your hole is meant for stretching, a loose pussy incapable of pleasing my desire to fuck." He then moves towards Thomas who looks completely drained and used as Master Ethan pulls out his still-hard cock from Johnny's ass. With one last glance at both boys beneath him – now soiled with his own seed and the evidence of their submission - Ethan stands up, signaling the end of this particular scene in his ongoing saga of depravity and degradation. The boys look at each other, still affixed to Master Ethan's bed. Their eyes say more than a thousand words: They are happier than they have ever been before. They are both now marked for life as property; serving different uses but always under the same command – to be used however Master Ethan sees fit without hesitation or complaint. And while this may sound like hell on Earth, for them there is no other way they'd rather live their lives than by submitting completely into Ethan's twisted fantasies of control and domination. For in those darkest corners where most fear to tread, lies the ultimate liberation that comes from knowing one's true purpose and embracing it without reservation.

No judging, bu you asked. Lying and cheating is not always good. Only you can make the decision For me, I would tell your husband and have a conversation, just out of respect.

Great idea, the cave troll from lotr making an appearance and spreading toxic troll cum

Your cave troll aids daddies are so much hotter than the fabio tops like it’s a middle aged woman’s smut book

I know the poz tops depicted in my stories aren't everyone's cup of tea, but there is an over abundance of stories on this site with conventionally attractive poz hunks. Which is all well and good for those who like that. But I create the poz tops that i want to see. Men who are visibly poz, wasting away and shady looking. The type of men that these young boys would normally stay far away from, that their friends would warn them of. They should have a presence to them that oozes disease and death. The stuff of nightmares. The type of men that would be confused for sentient walking dead zombies with an impulse need for breeding in place of feeding. Grey or yellowish sickly skin with veins bulging and skeletal structure visible. Dark sunken eyes darting around for their next victim. Long veiny cocks with aggressively swollen dark cock heads and sagging plumb balls. Their cum thick like pudding or mayonnaise, with a sickly opaque yellowish tint. As if some how their cum had went rancid in their nuts but not losing any of its potency. Yes the poz men in my stories are horrifying and disgusting. But thats the point. The corruption of these supple adonis boys doesn't mean much if the end result of their corruption isn't as visually disturbing to personify the disease as aggressive and all consuming.

It's his decision , but spit is hot, I can imagine how nice it'd feel having that spit land on my hole knowing I'm fixing to get fucked 😵

That is fucking hot. I find that a virgin’s pain subsides once your cock is through his ring. Next time don’t hold back - go balls deep inside him. Also plenty of of verbal orders help him to take your cock. “You fucking want this, I’m gunna go deep inside you and you will fucking take it. Hope to hear back that you’ve seeded him in his guts.

Agreed, though it's not just heterophobia at work. Some tops call it "pussy" because they think it's degrading for the bottom to be compared to a woman, and frankly, I have no patience for that. If a man's purpose in calling my asshole "pussy" is to establish some sort of dominance, then my hole isn't for him. (It's not the dominance I object to; it's the equating submission with female genitalia that I won't tolerate.) That said, if it works for two other people, more power to them.

Brian, Coty and Bart went back to Brian's place. Over the next two hours Brian fucked both of them back and forth. Finally Coty was riding Brian's load begging him to put a poz load into him. He told Brian he needed him. "I need your load in me." Coty moaned "What do you need, say it", Brian responded "I need your poz hot charged load in my cunt" Coty moaned as he rode Brian even harder trying to milk a load out of his huge fuck stick. As Coty rode Brian, Bart now hard came up behind Coty and pushed him forward onto Brian's chest. Brian held Coty against his chest and he saw Bart move into position and stick his good sized meat at Coty's entrance. "No please i cant take you both" Coty begged Bart pushed in, hearing Coty yell in pain. Brian slowly lifted his waist up and started slowly to fuck Coty, Bart kept pushing into Coty. Coty's face was clearly in pain taking these two cocks. Finally Bart was alll the way in Coty and started to fuck him. Both cocks were now fucking him. Coty started to get used to the pain and then turned into pleasure. On a dime he then started to moan. "Ohhhhhhh fuck", Coty moaned "Yeah bitch you want both cocks dont you. You little slut." Bart said picking up his speed "Ohhhh fuck yes please keep fucking me with your two fucking huge cocks", Coty moaned out loud Both BArt and Brian picked up their pace with Bart now force fucking Coty hard. Coty just kept moaning as his prostate was getting overworked and his second ring now much he could feel them split him open to a girth and depth he never felt. Coty kept moaning and started to shoot his load on Brian. "UGHHHHHHHHHHHH", moaned Coty as he came HIs cunt was now squeezing both cocks and forced them to erupt their juice into his now sloppy cunt. "Here is come bitch", yelled Bart and Brian followed, "Take my poz load". Bart kept fucking him for another couple of minutes as Brian just let Coty keep riding him. Bart collapsed on Coty and pulled his face on the side and kissed him deeply then the three shared a tongue sloppy wet kiss.

I certainly agree 👍. I have become an avid follower of BootmanLA & am really enjoying his discourse on US politics. This is how it should be - joined in our common interest but, agree that we have differences. Could be interesting if we all got together for a weekend political / sex orgy 😜😜.

Aftermath - Dealing with Death The next day I woke and felt like a truck had hit me, I was stiff everywhere, my head hurt, my arse throbbed, I'd have wondered if it was a dream but my hole knew otherwise. I realised a little more had leaked out of me in the night. These boxers I just put in the wash and took a shower, where I proceeded to try and scrub every trace of Des off my body, I washed my hair twice, felt like I'd used half a bottle of body wash on my self and laid down on my bed in a towel. I looked for my phone and realised my battery was flat. After charging enough I turned it on to see my gf was wondering if I was OK, I told her I had been sick in the night and would message in a day or two. I also saw my BBRT was open and I suddenly was hit by everything that had now happened to me. I had taken unmedicated toxic full blown aids cum in my arse, I had bled so I knew the chance of infection was now much greater. On top of that according to Des his strain was med-resistant, which means there wasn't much I could do, short of changing my entire lifestyle, diet, everything to slow down the descent from HIV to full blown aids. I knew my immune system was shit, I caught everything going so I figured I'd plummet quickly. Then the final thing was I potentially had fuck knows what STD's rampaging through my system. Also the biggest question burned into my mind. What now? I had been seeking this for 20 years and now I potentially had it, had I even thought about the after plan? I realised aids or not I had always been horny at the thought of getting fucked and despite some of last nights actions it still turned me on. I had also fucked a few girls in my time so fucking guys wasn't off the cards either, I knew there were other 'bugchasers' out there and the thought of passing on what I had was very appealing. Then a thought crossed my mind I didn't expect. What if I wasn't infected? Had I gone through the previous night for nothing? I realised that I was actually disappointed at the prospect. I knew if I was I'd have to break it off with Nat, whilst I felt bad for possibly hurting her I was excited at the prospect of what it meant. "I am a faggot" I said outloud to myself, this got my cock hard and I was soon stroking myself to all of last nights memories, I quickly shot my load and imagined the potential bugs swirling in my cum, I quickly sucked my fingers clean so not to waste them and with my horniness abated realised for now life had to go on. I knew I couldn't get tested yet so I'd have to wait. Life became boring after my meet. A small voice kept telling me to go back to Des but I ignored it, I feel I had a lucky meet and didn't want to push it, I genuinely believed he would and could hurt me if he wanted. I had convinced Nat I was down with a nasty stomach bug so had managed to not meet up. After the first week I kept checking my mouth and cock for any signs of infection. I met up with my parents just past my second week and we went out for lunch, nothing exciting but that night I had terrible diarrhea and was sweating and shaking, I actually thought it was food poisoning so I went back to bed. The next morning I ached all over far worse than the morning after Des, i then realised this could be it but truth be told I felt too shit to be excited. My throat felt like it was closing up, I ached, my head sounded and my arse stung from 3 rounds on the bog. I decided to try and sleep it out. 2 days later I was feeling just well enough to venture beyond the bathroom, passing a mirror in the hall I stopped and stared, apart from looking like shit I had an unmistakable rash down most of my chest, I wondered if it was just from laying in bed so I decided to have a shower, after leaning against the wall and letting the water cascade over me, I managed some soaping up, washed and dried, fresh underwear (with a check of my cock, still nothing showing) I double checked the mirror and the rash was even more pronounced. Not wanting to count my chickens I decided to arrange a clinic meet. It was a Saturday so I booked one for the Monday and it gave me more time to recover. Come Monday the rash was still angry and my lymph nodes certainly felt swollen, i also realised my cock looked reddish and I had been itching it in the night. Apprehensive I made my way to the far side of town where I knew the clinic was. After being checked in I was handed a mask and directed to a waiting area. I tried to resist a hardon as I saw posters around me of all the infections I could have in me right now. Fortunately I was not waiting long and a doctor called me in. "Hello, Charlie isn't it? Please take a seat" I nodded a polite hello. "So I understand you have recently had sexual relations and you don't know if the person possibly had anything that they might have passed onto you?" I swallowed nervously. "Yes". "And were the relations unprotected?" A silly notion of 'yes we were protected, there was a plastic sheet over us' popped into my head (guy humour) but I simply said "that's correct" "Ok, and when was this invovlement?" "Nearly 3 weeks ago I could feel the silent judgement depsite his friendly demeanor. "Have you engaged in any sexual activity since?" I shook my head. "No, none" He then did a quick check of my eyes, ears, throat, measured my height and weight then said "Ok, well if you could come over to the curtain, pop your trousers and underwear down and we'll take a quick look". While he 'gloved up' I went behind a small curtain and pulled down my trousers and underwear, fortunately my nervousness negated any erection I might have had. He had a quick look, felt around my groin, my balls and then asked me to turnaround and just pop my elbows down on the bed. Forgetting he might do this I got embarrassed but complied, I felt him gently pull apart my arse cheeks and felt his finger gently touch the area around my ring, noticing it actually hurt a little, he had me turn back and lift my shirt while he inspected my chest and abdomen. "Ok, Charlie, you can get dressed now" I did so rapidly as he cleaned up then wrote a few more things down, typed up some details and was done. "Well, I'm definitely seeing some signs of infection, you have rash on your chest, your lymph nodes are swollen, you have some redness and swelling in your rectal area, and redness on your penis, possibly some swelling. We'll take blood, get some samples and do the tests today. Things are a little busy so if you'd like to go out into town, maybe have a coffee or something and we'll give you a call when your results are ready later." "Ok, thanks Doctor" I couldn't really say much else after the examination. He told me to wait a moment then a nurse came in and had me drop my trousers again so he could get a rectal swab. I then got a mouth swab, they drew blood and I was asked to pop into the toilet if possible to provide a urine sample. I realised I hadn't actually gone that morning so it was quite easy, it also stung a little, I took that as another sign. Handing over my sample I left and walked for a bit, sort of a daze really, I couldn't focus on anything, I tried to look at things around me but it couldn't hold my attention, I tried to think about the night that led me here or what the results and future might be but again, my mind couldn't latch on to specific thoughts so I just hopped or didn't think of anything. I took the Doctors advice, found a new age coffee shop with odd tables and chairs, nothing matching, strange electric candelabra and full of uni students and hippy types. I did wonder how many of them had even just some sort of std given the sexual proclivity that happened in uni's. I then found myself wondering what they looked like naked. A couple of guys seemed camp, didn't mean they were gay but they just had an air of guys who'd love to stick their bottom up in the air and take cock, I wondered if any would take my cock if they knew I was potentially toxic? With a now raging hard on I drew my attention away from them before I was caught staring, I distracted myself by reading the latest news, Xi was announced as China supreme leader for 3rd term, Truss was expected to resign any day now and actor Leslie Jordan had died. I had just finished a second cup of coffee when my phone rang, the receptionist was asking me to return to the clinic. I suddenly felt my stomach lurch, I had actually forgotten for the briefest of moments. I confirmed I'd be there in 10 minutes. My walk there was a mix of what if I am infected/what if I'm not? I arrived and was informed the doctor was with a patient so he'd see me soon as he was finished. A 10 minute wait and another "Charlie? Please come in" was said and I followed the man who had my.....death sentence? Freedom? All for nought? on his computer. He had an almost tiny sympathetic smile on his face as he looked at me hands on desk folded. "Charlie, it seems the person in question has passed on to you certain infections, you have been diagnosed as HIV positive. Its known as the HIV-1 type, it's the most widespread and often treatable, however certain markers have come up in your blood which means the type you have is often not affected by typical anti-retroviral medication, I've contacted someone I know who deals in newer anti-retroviral therapies and if you're prepared to we can get you on a trial." He let the words sink in and was gauging my reaction, to be honest I don't know what my reaction was, I don't think reality was hitting me. "Please understand that despite this diagnosis things are not the same as they were, with an adjusted lifestyle and healthy living you may indeed have a very healthy life for quite some time." I nodded as if my brain knew it was the correct response. "Also, I must inform you that you have been diagnosed with genital warts, linked to the Human Papilloma Virus, commonly called HPV, whilst this sounds unpleasant the warts can be treated with cream I can prescribe. HPV might sound bad as it's often associated with HIV, but most HPV cases go without incident and can be cleared up within 24 months. There is a very low risk it could lead to cancer so check-ups are advised but as I said, most cases it just goes away if not exposed to further situations where reinfection might be possible. How are you doing with all this? Do you need a moment? Would you like some water?" "No, I'm ok, thank you Doctor, please carry on" He smiled briefly then continued. "We also detected symptoms of genital Herpes, typically called HSV, in your case HSV-2. This is the itching you mentioned on your initial form, we can again prescribe cream for the pain, we might sometimes prescribe antiviral medicine but with your other diagnosis I'm hesitant to do so until you make a decision on the anti-retroviral therapy. This also is nothing to concern yourself with as symptoms will often dissipate in time." He paused a moment, I think to judge my reaction. "I know this is often a huge shock to people, the multiple diagnosis is often hard to grasp and can he overwhelming. What you need to understand that none of this means you cannot live a healthy life and with a few alterations can be very little if any disruption to your day to day activities." I looked at him as if he felt like he was handing me a terminal cancer notice with days to live. "I'm really OK with it all Doctor, thank you. Is there anything else?" I'm assuming he just thought I was in shock. He went over some leaflets with me on should I need to talk to someone about this, what my diagnosis meant again and paperwork to read at home when I was ready in case there was anything he said I didn't understand. He then went on to explain he would need an answer on the therapy soon but understood I needed time to process it. In the mean time how I should not engage in any sexual activity with anyone, that I should explain with any partners my current situation (there was a leaflet on how to deal with that too). He also said I needed to come back in in the next few weeks to measure the antibodies in my system to ascertain how my body might be attempting to fight the initial HIV infection. Once he had that he could also pass that on to his colleague to get a better idea of how to deal with my situation. "Do you have any questions right now? Anything I can help with? Anything anyone else here can help you with?" I looked down at the 5 leaflets I had, the bright red HIV statistics one caught my eye. "No thank you Doctor, I appreciate all you've done" He smiled at me. "I'll set up an appointment now and you'll have a letter in the post in the next few days, these are also the prescriptions for creams to help out, you can pick them up any pharmacy but there's one just out here and to the left about 2 minutes walk" I thanked him again and left his office, on my way out I made a quick beeline for the toilets in the entrance of the clinic. Taking out my phone I did a quick search for the biggest cock with warts image I could find, dropped my trousers and grabbed my already hard cock, pumping it didn't take long and just as I came I found the HIV statistics leaflet and shot my cum load all over it. I wiped it on my cock when finished, I felt like leaving it for someone else to find but decided to just fold it up and put it in the yellow medical waste bin next to the toilet before pulling up my trousers and leaving.

I wish it were that easy here in the US ..... here, we have to maintain a verrrrry slim majority in the Senate, get the boy blunder sidelined in the House for a little while, all kinds of maneuvering just to get something like "common sense" gun legislation to the President's desk for his/her(!) signature.

i had tina and pissing in two mouths young tranny licking my ass a experience in ohio we live together damm they own me all night my cock got suck every 20 min it got

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.

Here's a little thought experiment: How would you feel if one of the cocks that came through the hole was your hubby's? Would you be turned on? Disappointed? Embarrassed? Jealous? Then consider how he'd feel knowing you were doing that. Maybe you could suggest a "date night" at the ABS and see what cums of it.

I havent been back to Ohio to visit in years. I recently made a trip for the holidays to visit my family. My cousin who is about 10 years older than me, and who recently got out of prison was also in town and we hung out. He really hit the gym hard and came out looking pretty damn good. I had only recently been open with my family and was a bit nervous hanging out with him since before he never knew I was gay. At first nothing seemed off other than me randomly catching myself staring at him, which i felt guilty about since we are related. He caught me checking him out and at first didnt do much. Well the night progressed and everyone else either went home or passed out and it ended up just being my cousin and myself alone in the living room. He had already had a few beers and out of the blue he asked me "so I heard you are a faggot". It caught off guard one being called a faggot and two him just bring it up randomly. I didnt know how to respond and just turned to look at him. "so are you or arnt you a faggot" he asked again this time getting off the couch and coming towards me. I didnt know what to say and just nodded my head. I was about to say that it offended me being called a faggot but my words stopped in my throat when I heard and saw what he did next. He grabbed his crotch and came up straight to my face "im not going to lie, I got used to fucking some faggots. Felt great being able to bust in them without having to worry about getting a bitch pregnant. I got enough kids as it is" His hand is holding his crotch and he is looming over me as i sit on the couch. I cant take my eyes off his growing bulge in his pants and he gives me a smirk. "I saw you checking me out all day, I know you want this, you cant deny it." I just nod my head cant believing what is happening. I felt guilty because we are related but he had gotten really hot and his dick was very noticeably hard and my inner pig starts to come out. I cant keep my eyes off his crotch as i bite my lip wanting to taste it. He laughs and walks away, at first i thought he was teasing me and I felt my stomach drop, but then he asked "well arnt you going to come to my room with me, cant have anyone walk in on us. I aint no faggot i just like fucking a nice hole and dont want anyone to think otherwise". Im off the couch and following him to his room before I know it. I follow him into his room and he just lays on his bed and motions me over. "Come suck on my dick get it nice and wet faggot". I obediently does what he says and walk over. I slowly pull his sweat pants off and expose his throbbing cock. It had to be about 7 1/2 inches and pretty thick. I cant resist at this point and immediately take his dick into my mouth. His dick is oozing precum and it has a slight bitter taste from all the booze he had been drinking. He is leaning back his arms behind his head with his eyes closed. "suck that dick faggot, get it nice and wet". I first start off slow just tasting his cock but then I feel his big rough hands on the back of my head and he shoves my head down on his cock. I gag at first and try to pull back but he holds my head down. "lets get that saliva going, yeah gag on my big dick faggot." my eyes are watering but i relax my throat and deep throat it his fat cock. "fuck yeah you faggots really know how to work a cock" he starts to thrust into my mouth and im doing everything i can to swallow it. Suddenly he pulls my head off his cock and grabs me throwing me on the bed. He practically rips my pants off me and pushs my body down exposing my ass to him. "mmm look at that hole" he says and spits on it. He then rubs his cock on my hole and then shoves in. I try to relax but I was not prepared for it and my body tenses up. He just pushs all his weight on top of me pinning me down as he keeps his dick inside me. His hand had found its way to my mouth as he holds it to keep me from making any noise. "fuck yeah faggot, take that dick, fuck your ass is so tight not like those other loose holes." he whispers into my ear as he pushes deeper in me. At first im in pain and im trying not to whimper and relax, he just continues to thrust into me. I dont know if it was because he was man handling me or if it was because I was very tight but it didnt really take him long before i felt his body start to tense up and he starts grunting in my ear. I can feel his dick throbbing deep inside me as he unloads his seed into me. He leaves his dick in me and just continues to lay on top of me. At this point it is really dawning on me I just got fucked by a relative, by my hot ex convict cousin. He finally pulls out and slaps my ass. "yep you have a nice tight hole and im going to make you mine"

There's a lot of "fake news" out there, yes. But generally speaking, businesses don't go to the trouble of advertising a resort and taking bookings online if they don't actually exist. And of course there's NO chance that random strangers on a sex-oriented website wouldn't mislead you about places to stay, right? </sarcasm>

Heard that, damn hot

Oh fuck, even a double penetration for them! One neg and one poz load - hopefully both get what they deserve!

I was 10. The guy was 33. Used lots of lube. I remember that feeling when he got ready to bust. He slowed down. Just slowly pushed in. I felt his cock pulsate and I could feel him cum as he pushed it slowly in. When he was finished cumming. He just held it in for a few minutes before he pulled out. Im glad it happened. I learned then that I was going to be and enjoy being a homosexual.

Departure and Clean-Up (with a parting gift) I realised it was too late to do anything now, I was past a point of no return, I had self-destructed spectacularly and now had to deal with the consequences of my actions. I sat up and realised Des was sat back smoking a blunt, still naked, his gaunt crusty body snd his wet, softened cock laying across his leg. "Still think it was a good idea fag?" I looked at him, not knowing how to answer. "Tell you what, prove to me you do, prove to me you really are a sick fucked up faggot, suck my cock clean and ill give you £20 back, even if you puke again" I looked at him, looked at his scabbed, wart infested, pus leaking cock and felt my stomach churn but at his words also felt my cock twitch, I didn't need the money back but it was like I wanted to prove to myself I was that disgusting. I knelt down into his lap, again his smell making me retch, held his cock and put my lips round it, this time, taking as much in my mouth in one go as I could, I closed my eyes, let my tongue wrap round the cock and tasted it all. I immediately reteched and coughed again, the rank, bitter stale, salty taste was disgusting, reflex made me try and lift off his cock but Des held my head down. "Suck it all off faggot" I retched several more times as I used my tongue to clean pus, cum, shit and whatever else off his cock, I shuddered over every scab, bump and loose skin from burst warts but was soon done. I went to lift off then felt Des push me back down hard, I struggled to get up but he pushed harder and harder, I felt his cock push down my throat more and more, he was hard again and it stretched my throat painfully plus I began to panic, I retched harder and harder, then just as about 2/3 of his cock was in my throat he let go, I pulled off and quickly puked up more bile but this time managed to do it to the side. He laughed hard and just said "Wanted to see how much you could take bitch" I looked at him like he was mental but realised after everything to him this was probably all I was good for but I wasn't sure I could take much more. "I'm gonna go now" He watched as I stumbled around, getting dressed, trying to find my stuff, realising my throat and arse burned, my head hurt from the hits, I smelt of piss and fate scent of shit. I probably smelt homeless. Just before I left he said again if I wanted more I knew where he was, he'd love a regular fucked up faggot. I said I'd let him know and left. After stumbling out the back area I felt a heave in my stomach and threw up again, this time more coke coloured liquid. Gathering myself I made it to the underground, I knew I was getting some looks of disgust, between my appearance and smell I must have really looked homeless. Fortunately I found a toilet, stripped off my jacket And t-shirt. I washed my upper half down as best I could, getting rid of the piss smell and faint shit from my shoulder. I used my t-shirt as a towel then threw it away, doing my jacket up all the way I now looked semi presentable. I could still smell shit but didn't know if it was in my nostrils or not then realised my boxers felt weird. I quickly went to the cubicle pulled them down to find a large glob of brown and red streaked yellowy cloudy cum in my boxers. I quickly then stripped off my lower half, tried to clean my boxers but realised they were now a lost cause. I sat on the toilet and tried to coax out as much fluid and gunk as I could, when nothing else came I wadded some paper, stuffed it between my arse cheeks, put my jeans on and left, throwing my boxers in the same bin as my t-shirt. I managed to make it on the tube then my train home which was mercifully fairly empty, I still felt every person was looking at me and knew what I had done. I couldn't even think about it on the way home, I was too drained and on auto pilot. The only breaks in that were like when I went to the toilet and when I got up to leave my train, a wet streak was on my seat, I felt my jeans and realised I had a wet patch, I had leaked more. Embarrassed I quickly left, making sure no-one else getting off the train was behind me. I managed to get home without anyone behind me, it was dark anyway by now but my rational brain was nowhere to be found. I got home stripped, threw my jeans in the bin. The inside very noticeably streaked and stained and smelt of Des. I tried cleaning out more but my hole burned to touch so I used a wash cloth to dab the area, put on some fresh boxers and crawled into bed, quickly asleep from utter exhaustion.

That place turned me into who I am today. Melbourne is still the piggy capital of Australia but it is nowhere near what it used to be

Finding Des Des was I can only describe a quintessential homeless tramp. His clothes looked like he'd worn same ones for years, the smell from him was evident 6 feet away, not just tobacco but damp, BO, puke and god knows what came off him in the most nauseating aroma. His long greying greasy hair and tangled beard made the look complete. It wasn't until he heard me coming and looked up that I realised he was black. "What you want?" Was the blunt question from him. Suddenly I wanted to be anywhere else, away from this stupid quest, away from his stench, away from a guy that might genuinely hurt me. But for some reason, lust? Stupidity? I stayed on the spot and trying to act cool I asked him. "Are you Des" "Depends who's asking" he replies. My heart was thumping in my chest now, how was I going to ask him? "I heard you might be able to help me with something" He took a drag on his rollie and says "Don't know who told you but I don't sell drugs" Did he think I was police? I swallowed and blurted out "No, I heard you were gay". I saw what I thought might be a flash of anger in his eyes, did I have it wrong? Was he about to kick the shit out of me? I was ready to run and starting to panic. "What if I am, no law about it" I breathed an internal sigh of relief, ok, part of the way there. "No, no law, it's cool, I mean, I hoped you were". He laughed an almost incredulous laugh, then hawked a huge load of gob on the grass, before asking "Why? You want a date?" I then realised the laugh was him mocking me, I felt stupid but also a little turned on, I liked him having the power over me like that. I then went for broke.... "I was wondering if you'd fuck me?" He stopped dead, and stood up, I could see in his eyes, he was wondering if this was a joke, or was i setting him up, I got ready to run again, feeling like my heart was gonna explode in my chest, I couldn't take much more, I had to leave yet my feet stayed still. "This some kind of joke? Who fucking told you to say this??" "No-one!" I replied quickly "I'm serious, sorry if this sounds stupid but I've been looking a long time for you to fuck me". I realised what I meant was I've been looking for someone like him to but it came out and didn't know how to correct myself. "I've not fucked anyone in long time, I don't anymore" I looked at him properly now stood up, he was wearing filthy jeans, equally dirty denim jacket and t-shirt that was once white, now yellow and stained. He was thin, probably mostly from being homeless but the face I could see under beard looked gaunt, wasted, I was sure he had aids. "Is it because you're infectious?" Infectious? I really used that word?? I couldn't have said 'cause you have aids' or possibly 'because you have HIV?' As if reading my mind he said "yeah, cause I'm poz, it means I've got HIV" The search me should have been doing cartwheels inside me but it's like I already knew he was, now the analytical side of me was trying to ascertain how to ask him. Oddly enough the coward me was nowhere to be found. "I know what it means, it's why I've been looking for you" There was a moment of confusion on his face. "You looked for me for sex because I'm poz?" Before I had a chance to answer he asked "You a bugchaser?" I'd heard that term on my search but never really thought about it. Was I? Did I want to get sick and be riddled with HIV? I wasn't sure but I knew I wanted the risk and the darkness those detectable represented. "I guess, it's not that simple, I've been looking for HIV guys to fuck and struggling to find one then heard about you" I quickly stopped before I talked myself out of it and lost my chance. "I ain't fucking to give you my bugs" "I'll pay you!" I said without thinking, I knew at some point I might have to pay a guy to infect me (how pathetic am i?) but I didn't know if I definitely would have to, now here I was offering. "I ain't got a room and shower to clean up" I didn't realise until later he was running out of excuses, I was just so determined and felt it was this close! "I don't care, I want it nasty!" Wether it was my using that word 'nasty' or my desperation or seriousness but it's like some switch in him flipped, he dropped his rollie, stepped closer and the smell made me nauseous again but I pushed it down as he got closer like he was whispering a secret to me. "If you want this it'll be 50 quid, you gotta do what I say and if you try some shit or shout rape I'll kick the shit outta you" My heart was in my throat, holy fuck, he actually agreed?? My head was spinning! "Yeah I want this! When? Now? I don't have that much on me" my words were fast and I'd lost my cool but was trying not to put him off" "There's cash point on the main road, I've got a place round that corner" he pointed to a side road. "Go behind an old fried chicken place, green door to a bin area, I'll be there when you get your money, get more out just in case". In case of what? A part of my mind wondered but I was so spun with excitement and nervousness I didn't pay it attention. "I'll be there" With that he got up and left. By now it was starting to get a little dark, was still early but mid autumn the sun was setting early. Holy shit, was this really gonna happen? What if he just took my money and left? What if he beat me up? What if he couldn't get it in me? I was a virgin after all but he didn't know that, do I tell him? Would that stop him? Would he think I was just fucked in the head? These and a million more questions spun round my mind but I knew one thing, this was my chance and i had to see it through.

Had a decent night at Steamworks Chicago last night. Relaxed in the hot tub…best one of any bath I have been too. Did the rounds and sucked some cocks. Backed up on a fat uncut boy cock in the third floor glory hole booths. Got opened up nicely. Went downstairs and climbed aboard the sawhorse fuck bench, towel over my head. Only took a couple of minutes before a constant barrage of anonymous tops went to town on my hole. Got fucked by six different guys for about an hour. Got spit roasted for a time. One guy bred me and I dutifully cleaned his cock with my tongue and mouth. When it was over I could barely walk 😀 Had some more intermittent fun after that including a couple more fucks on that bench. The vibe became more bottom oriented and I only got one more load. Still a success because my hole got wrecked by over a dozen cocks.

That's a shame. That hole needs a new cock in it at least every hour on the hour

Surely that's the point of CumUnion?

Chapter 4 – The Fists Are Flying Chapters 1 through 3 tell about my meeting a nice guy named Jeff. I invited him to my place for dinner, hoping it would lead to some hot times together. It did, and then we played a little game to find our limits. Luckily, neither of us has that many! I just fisted him after we partied, and now he’s going to work on my ass. After Jeff got me settled in the sling, he grabbed the pipe and torch and brought them over to the sling. He gave me the first swirls and then took a big hit for himself. He had me do a few more, and he did more, too. While he was standing next to me with the pipe, I kept reaching back to play with the plug in his ass. It’s always so hot to see a handsome, hairy guy who likes having his ass played with, and Jeff was not a disappointment. When we had both topped off, he sat at the sling's base. He first applied a bunch of Slam Dunk into my ass, taking care to ensure that all sides were well coated. Then he lubed up a toy for use on my ass. This one was the smallest Minotaur that I have, but it is still a massive stretch. This dildo is heavily textured and has a head that usually pops into my hole. It’s always a fun ride and even better when another stud shoves it in me. Once it was lubed, he placed it at my hole and started to push. Since the head is pretty big, it often takes some effort to get it in. But the head popped into my ass easily, and the rest started sliding in behind it. With all the texture and folds on it, this toy always feels good as it passes through my ass. It tapers down after the head but then widens again as more goes in. This one is both a depth and a length toy. Jeff must have noticed how much I liked the pop when the head went in since he pulled it back out and then worked on popping the head in. He’d slip the head in, move it around a little bit, then pull it out to repeat the process. This sort of stretching and popping is always exciting to me and Jeff was playing my hole like a maestro. Next, he drove the toy all the way into my ass. With all the texture on this dildo, it felt amazing as it moved through, and Jeff was rotating and shaking it as it went deeper and deeper into me. He knew how to drive a dildo, and I had a feeling he was going to be an excellent fister as well. I picked up the poppers since he had the toy embedded deep inside me. The sensations of being filled at that depth are always exhilarating, and the poppers would let me enjoy it even more. I took two deep hits from the bottle and then began to ride the dildo. I hooked my feet around the sling frame and used them to pull me back and forth on the toy. My ass was pulsing as I rode it, and Jeff got to watch as it slid in and out of my hairy hole. The poppers slowly wore off, and I slowed my movements on the sling. Jeff told me to hold the dildo in place while he lubed up his hands. Unsurprisingly, I fucked myself with it while he added X Lube to his hands. He took back control of the toy, pulled it out of my ass, then shoved the lube injector in to further grease me up. Then, it was time for his hand to go inside me. I wanted to take this slow and let Jeff know of my desire. He nodded in agreement and, while staring deeply into my eyes, began to push his folded hand into my ass. His four fingers went in without any difficulty. When he got to the wider part, where his thumb and knuckles came into play, he held his hand in place to let me feel the stretch. This is a favorite of mine, and I enjoy that feeling of being opened up. Then he started a slow descent into the deepest parts of my ass. His hand was large, and I enjoyed feeling him crawl through my ass. He was moving slowly and moved his hand around as he discovered a pathway in my ass. Jeff expertly worked through my inner hole and entered my colon. When he was in there, I grabbed the poppers again to enhance the experience. Once the fumes permeated my brain, I went wild on Jeff’s hand. My ass muscles pulsed around his hand, which drew him even further into me. I reached down to feel his arm as it was penetrating me and was surprised to find how close he was to getting in elbow-deep. I can take a deep fisting, but it usually takes more time to work up to that. He had done it quickly and easily. He was moving his hand around inside me, flexing his fingers out before folding them back in. He’d also rotate his hand around so that he made contact with all areas of my ass. Then, he asked if I was ready for him to pull out. I nodded, and we kept eye contact throughout the process. He went slowly going in, but he was even slower on the way out. Fuck, this guy knew how to push all my buttons. A slow removal is awesome since I get to feel his hand as it slithers through my guts, and I can enjoy all the various sensations that course through my body. Jeff kept brushing my prostate with his arm as he was moving out. He really knew how to make my ass feel good. When he was a little more than halfway out, my cock started to spew out a load of cum. My whole body shook with the ecstasy of the experience. He simply stood up and sucked my cummy cock into his mouth. He had stopped moving in my ass when this happened but sat down after a while and resumed his withdrawal. There came a point where, no matter how much I wanted him inside me, my ass spit out the rest of his hand. My hole felt empty, but I knew there was a sweet gape, and I could feel lube dripping out of my ass. Jeff went back in again. This time he went in more quickly and not as deep. He pulled out again and placed his fisted hand at my ass. He looked at me as he plunged his fist into me, then pulled it out, going back in with the other fist. He pounded my ass with his fists as we stared deeply into each other’s eyes. It was obviously stimulating to me, but also a very sensual moment. When Jeff entered again, he went deep. He let his hand rest there for a moment, just doing some light twisting and probing to feel his way to a greater depth. His fingers teased my inner hole, and it responded well to his touch. Soon, he was working his fingers through the bend and into my colon. Once he knew he was past my inner hole, he told me to do some poppers. I did, and he waited a moment for the fumes to take over my brain. When they did, he started rubbing the inner walls of my body. The sensations were off the charts, and I was moaning and squirming around in the sling. Jeff intuitively found my hot spots, and I enjoyed all of his efforts. As the poppers rush slowed, Jeff began another unhurried extraction. He slowly pulled his hand out, getting to the point where his fingers were still inside me, but his palm was out of my ass. He leaned forward at that point, putting his cock into his hand, and then slowly sunk that into me. Knowing that this sexy man had shoved his cock into me alongside his hand was highly stimulating, and I encouraged him to fill me with his load. Jeff clenched his hand around his cock and basically jacked off inside my ass. I was excited to watch him do this. His head was thrown back, and he was grunting as he stroked his cock. Soon, he picked up the pace and shouted out. “I’m gonna cum!” “Fill me with your load!” I responded. A few more strokes, and then I heard the telltale signs of an approaching orgasm. Jeff kept stroking his cock, stimulating my ass as well as his dick, until he buried his cock in my ass. I could feel the pulsations as he dumped his load inside me. It was such a pleasure to receive his cum, and it was made extra special by the fact that he had done it with his inside me. He kept tugging on his dick, sending wonderful feelings through my ass. Knowing that he was also working his load deeper into me was an added bonus. He kept his cock and hand inside me for a while, engaging in some small movements, but we were both feeling pretty spent. He withdrew his hand, taking his cock with it, and sat down on the stool. Once we both had a short breather, he suggested we take a break on the bed to relax and rehydrate. So, he helped me out of the sling, taking me into his arms when I was standing. We then walked together to the bed and collapsed onto it.

Sorry been a while since I posted. Got side tracked the past few weeks. Niall stood there admiring the sight beneath him, Dave's eyes were beginning to roll while he gritted his teeth, bearing the the feeling of penetration. Niall kept eye contact as he told Dave how well he was doing, his lubed up cock began to move ever so slightly of the fully bottomed out boy beneath him. "That's it Davy boy, just breathe and relax. Do just what I tell you, like in work". Tommo, still watching from the couch was stroking his own hard, leaking cock slowly watching the performance. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. Niall had told him that his apprentice was game once he was a bit spun but this was something else. Dave was lying on his back across the couch with his head on the arm rest. At the other end Niall knelt, holding Dave's knees on his shoulders, his cock in the young ass. Niall's hips were moving steadily now; long, slow thrusts in and out of the 19 year old's no longer virgin hole. Tommo knew Niall, he was making sure not to scare off Dave qnd make sure he'd be back for more. Chuckling to himself all he could think is how lucky Dave was, Tommo would've gone much rougher...and was planning to once Niall had him nicely warmed up. Shaking himself out of his own thoughts, Tommo returned his attention to the two men in front of him. Naill's pace was still as steady as it had been but by now he was beginning to sweat. The T, the heat of the room, the energy he was exerting, all adding to his perspiration. He had a grin on his face as he looked at the man he was mounting. "Fuck, you're beautiful" he moaned, "such a sexy body and hot ass." Niall turned and kissed the legs resting on his shoulders, running his tongue up and down the shins. Suddenly he grabbed Dave's right foot, brought it to his face and kissed the sole before sucking the toes. Looking down at the young man beneath him Niall was in no doubt he made the right call when he decided to make a move. Dave's hole felt so tight and warm as it squeezed his cock when he thrust. The boy was breathing heavily but Niall kept reassuring him how much of a tough man he was, "takes a real man to take it" he repeated, "good lad, you're a natural".

Thank you guys for your amazing feedback. Here is Part 2: As Thomas was regaining his senses slightly, he became aware of what had just happened. He knew it was wrong but craved more of the filth Ethan offered him. Thus, Thomas dropped to his knees in obedience and begged for Ethan to further degrade and defile him. Ethan smiled maliciously, withdrew another syringe from a small bag he always carried, and filled Thomas's mouth with cock while deftly inserting the needle into a vein on his arm—pushing the potent mixture in without any warning or preparation. The liquid coursed through Thomas's being like wildfire, dulling his senses to an almost animalistic level and clouding his mind until all he knew was Ethan was God-the only thing that existed in this twisted world he now inhabited. His eyes rolled back into their sockets as the drug took hold, causing intense pleasure surges through him, like lightning bolts from Ethan's fist slamming straight down through him. Ethan chuckled darkly, admiring the power he had over this once pure creature now transformed into his depraved plaything. "You're such an excellent little whore," he praised him, breathing hotly on Thomas's ear and causing a shiver of anticipation to run down his spine despite the intense discomfort coursing through it. "I'll never tire of breaking you apart and then rebuilding you in my image. And don't think for one second I won't stop because there are so many other ways I can hurt your pretty little mind," he warned ominously while squeezing tightly around Thomas's aching testicles, sending waves of pleasure-pain coursing through them like electric currents. Thomas cried out in lust, his mind lost to the drug's euphoria. As Ethan dragged him from the room and into a dark chamber filled with muscled daddies, bears, otters and twinks bending over and moaning in anticipation of what was yet to come—his fate became all too clear. Ethan pushed Thomas onto a sling suspended from the ceiling, shackled his arms, then leaned back and watched with sinister satisfaction as one after another muscled beast or young man took their turn violating this once-pure boy—each penetrating him further than the last until he was little more than a stretched-out piece of filth dangling in chains from an old metal frame. The first to claim him was an older muscle god with a beer can thick cock and a furry chest who pushed not only Thomas's boundaries but also his limits, shoving a shard of Tina up his hole before roughly penetrating it with his monstrous appendage. "Do you want this POZ cock boy? Do you want to be ripped apart by your new daddy?" the muscled guy shouted as he slid in and out of the boy’s pink hole. As Ethan stood back, he watched as the muscled stud pounded into Thomas's stretched-out hole until he was shooting his hot seed deep inside him—a baptism by fire for this newest addition to their ranks of debauched degenerates. Next in line was a young twink no older than 22, whose hunger for depravity matched Ethan's own. As he dropped his towel, Thomas could see a huge, but somewhat skinny 10 inch cock. The twink was horny, and wanted to show everyone that a skinny guy can abuse a faggot just as hard or even harder than the muscled guys he was in a room with. With grunts and growls of primal pleasure, he plunged his thick cock deep into Thomas's gaping hole—pushing past every previously set boundary until nothing existed but raw desire and unbridled lust for more pain, pleasure, degradation and humiliation. One by one, the line of men queued up to claim their share in this ruined creature as each took his turn driving themselves into him—claiming him for their own—fucking him senseless with cocks so thick he was certain they would rip him apart but all they did was make room for the next beast to push inside him even deeper still. Who stood out from this sea of men was a 28 years old bear who wanted to try something different. After everyone had their fun, the bear grabbed anal plug that Thomas's new daddy handed to him, shoved it into the boy's tight hole and then positioned himself behind Thomas and entered his ass with just the head of his cock before pumping away while grunting with satisfaction every time their hips made contact. The pain was immense, but so was Thomas's desire for more punishment and abuse from these other guys. As they fucked him, they fed on his pain—drinking it in like some kind of twisted nourishment—groaning with each new invasion of his stretched out hole as their seed poured into him leaving little room for anything but filth and debauchery. "Fuck yes Sir. More, please! Give it to me hard!" he pleaded between moans as another thick shaft disappeared up his ass while his pink pussy got stretched out even further by the huge cock that was currently being worked on by yet another of his temporary "daddies". Thomas had long lost count of the dicks he took; all he knew was that his body hurt, but not in a way he didn't like it anymore. In fact, with every thrust into him and with each passing moment spent in this darkroom being used and abused by complete strangers, Thomas felt closer than ever before to reaching true enlightenment—the ultimate release of becoming nothing more than a mindless, cockhungry slut whose only purpose in life now was service of these new masters who had claimed him for their own dirty desires and dark pleasures. And through all of it Ethan watched—smirking at the sight before him—this boy who had been so pure now transformed into a whore for their collective pleasure—a broken shell of his former self completely subsumed under the weight of their depraved desires. He'd found a different faggot to suck his dick in the meantime, edging him for what would become the final blow for the faggot once known as Thomas. He couldn't wait to slam the boy up once more and slide into that hole filled with an ungodly amount of loads. After a few more rounds of taking turns in the sling, Ethan gave a signal. All but one of the guys stopped what they were doing; instead, they undid Thomas's cuffs, helped him off the sling and gathered around the faggot as he knelt there in front of his Master with eyes filled with nothing but unadulterated lust and desire for more pain. Ethan stepped forward, cock throbbing with need; he couldn't wait any longer. "Time for you to meet your fate," he said darkly as he grabbed hold of the now well-fucked young man by his hair and forced him back onto all fours again, ready to take one final punishing dose before becoming fully part of this world that was created solely around these men's depraved pleasures. "You want more pain, you little slut? You're going to get it…and then some!" Ethan shouted as he positioned himself behind Thomas's still-open hole and shoved his thick shaft deep inside with one swift motion, making the boy scream out in pleasure/pain while cumming all over himself from being fucked so hard. "You're mine now... and nobody else gets to touch what truly belongs to me except for the people I choose to share you with. So keep taking this cock, and show everyone how grateful you are for your new life!" He grabbed Thomas by the hips and started pounding into him mercilessly as his words sank into the now fully brainwashed young man's consciousness, ensuring that there would be no escape from this world of depravity for this little faggot.

It's really hard to find a private place. I met up with a married polish builder last summer. Definitely my type of guy, super horny, stocky, and in workmans gear. He said he knew a place we could go and mess around a bit. Turns out it was some woodland and not private, he was really horny and saying lets do a bit while nobody is around and giving my dick a stroke through my shorts. He was ready to go, but people kept turning up and no way I'm getting it out. Looked like it wasn't going to happen, but there was a big field of tall grass, like 2 meter tall. I said lets go there and we went in to the grass and deep in it we sat down. And it was just us. It felt spontaneous and horny. We kissed, blew each other, and he fucked me. Being there in the long grass and feeling him there spooning and inside me, it was horny.

Chapters 4 and 5 here for you pigs. Combining them into one post because I don’t want to hit post limit, and I want to push out a few more chapters for y’all. Keep feeding my vanity, and fuel my dirty brain. It’ll help inspire me to keep writing. —- 4. I drove to the parking lot of the seedy motel where he told me to meet him. He told me to tell the front desk to look up Mike. The clerk gave me a look and then went to the back to grab my room key. He wasn’t hot like the cop, who I was now assuming is Mike but not fully sure. In my current condition, I would have let the front desk guy fuck me in a gang bang. He was dressed like a school teacher in clothes a bit too big for his smaller frame. Taller than my 5’7” by quite a lot, but he was lanky and skinny. Prolly in his late 30s-early 40s. Face was a bit sunken, but otherwise not that memorable. He gave me the key card, told me my room number, and told me to enjoy my stay. His voice sounded a quite sarcastic? Maybe a bit taunting? I don’t know. I still can’t pinpoint it to this day. I went up and put my luggage to one side and made myself comfortable. After replaying what just happened a couple times over, I finally decided to take a shower and debated whether or not to douche and waste the load inside me. Decided to douche but squeeze some of his load and ate it. Salty and a lil bitter. Heaven. Was still super in heat since he didn’t let me cum and told me not to play with myself. To be honest, I would have still been in heat even if I did cum. I was in my early twenties getting to live out one of my darkest fantasies. I don’t think I need to explain further. I wasn’t going to disobey him and fuck up my chances of living out my fantasy of being used by a bunch of hot guys. If his friends are anywhere near as hot or manly as him, I would be so fucking happy. So I cleaned up, douched really well, put on some lotion and sat on the old bed sheets with just my boxer briefs. Didn’t have a jock back then. I remember going scrolling on smutty shit from BreedingZone, nifty, adam4adam, BBRT, and Craigslist to keep myself horned up. Some time around 9ish, I heard the sound of someone entering a key card and the door handle turning. I sat up and in walked this big guy, not the cop from earlier. He had a big beer belly. Tall. Handsome, round face with full beard. Incredibly manly though. Can’t explain it, but he had this commanding presence. He was wearing a blue short sleeve shirt unbuttoned over a white tank top and some chinos or something like it. He snorted looking at me. It was just him, and I was a little confused and honestly turned off. I was expecting the hot cop and his friends. Not this guy. Maybe this is one of his friends and he’s coming later? He commanded me to come to him. I instinctively obeyed. I stood in front of him nearly naked while this man towered over me. He inspected my body and his face looked please and without warning, he pulled me in for a deep kiss. It was so powerful. Passionate but more powerful and commanding than the cop from earlier today. There was a possessiveness to it? It was hot. I was melting into his dom energy even if I wasn’t turned on by his body exactly. At this point, I didn’t appreciate the vast beauty of all body types. I was turned on by the dad bod, but wanted a “toned” dad bod. A bigger guy that was “toned.” Still very much brainwashed into associating anything that was toned with hotness. Now I appreciate all body types. I believe this encounter opened my eyes to the beauty of all men. Fat with no muscle definition is hot as long as the guy is unapologetic and commands respect and attention. I’ve also learned that muscles are useless if the guy is meek and can’t dominate me. So I was reluctant to give myself fully to guy because he was fat, but his energy was already making me mushy. He picked me up effortlessly and put me on the bed. So gentle yet so commanding and strong. He kicked off his shoes and sat on the bed resting against the headboard. He told me to come to him so I crawled over and rested in his arms. It was really tender actually. He wrapped one of his arms around me and pulled me into him for another kiss. His other hand exploring my body. His skin was so rough against mine. Callused, but his hand was so big. His palm practically covered my enter abs. He started playing with my nipples and that drove me crazy. They’re like my “overdrive” switch when I’m horny. They can’t turn me horny but will drive me crazy if I’m already horny. This made me go mad for him and I started squeezing his tits and belly and face. I even broke off this kiss by diving into his pits. He was a little musky already. I could tell he had freshly showered because of traces of body wash fragrance, but there was a natural musk to him already seeping out. It was a little sweet too mixed with the shampoo or whatever it was that he also had on. He kept playing with my nipples, and I was like a dog on a mission. Lifting up his tank top and licking his nipples and belly. Licking his pits. It was so magical showing him how much of a sub slut I was. After a while, he shifted his weight and reached into his pocket and pulled a small box. He opened up and held up a glass pipe and a small baggie of white rocks. He prepped the glass and started lighting it. I’ve done drugs before but never T. Loved me a good roll or some coke. Even tried G and K. Had shrooms, acid, addie, lots of weed, but I drew the line at T. Don’t know why, but just did. So I knew this was a crucial point. But I remembered Jon Phelps, how depraved he got after getting shot with what I assumed was T, and how badly I wanted to live that out. I didn’t think much further and put my mouth around that pipe and inhaled when he told me to. I sucked the bowl clean, and he loaded up the pipe and did it again and told me to suck some more. I took like 5-6 big hits and felt so warm and good. It was tingly. It was cold, but not cold and kinda warm at the same time. I was trembling. I was so horny. My mind started racing and I was so hungry for cock. I started babbling again. Yes I am a babbling tweaker. Sue me. Babbled all the things I said to the cop about wanting to be gang banged, live the life of an owned cum dump, get whored out for money. I started telling him about some of the stories I read on BZ like “Pimped Out As A Whore for Poz.” (If y’all haven’t read this, please do. I credit this story and “Slammed” as the sources of my slut awakening.) I told him about how the guy from the story was sold by his dad and this manly Beast took him in to train him to take all cocks. Homeless cocks. Bathhouse cocks. I told him how the Beast fucked two boyfriends and hid his poz status by wearing a thick jock, and taunted the boyfriend not being fucked asking him if the bottom ever moaned like this when they fucked. And how he Beast essentially broke them up when he got the bottom to beg for the Beast’s load even though he didn’t allow his bf to cum in his normally. “Get on my cock, boy.” Was all he said. He didn’t tell me to shut up or that I was talking too much. He let me be myself and enjoy the high how I wanted. To repay him, I eagerly straddled him. We were both naked by this point. And I had been fondling, licking, sucking his cock and torso for a while in between my babbling. He had also smoked some by this point too. And while my cock shrank so much, and I mean it was a nub—virtually nonexistent, his was so big and girthy. Massive cockhead that was the same width as the rest of his cock. Veiny and a slick. God it was so fucking beautiful. He was so bushy too. Like he hadn’t shaven in a while, so my saliva and his sweat were trapped in the bush. I poured lots of lube on his cock and lowered myself on it. I took a sniff of poppers and just went to town. We’d kiss every now and then. At one point, he grabbed both my hands and told me to lean all the way back. So I let my weight fall backwards and he supported me by holding on to my hands. Then he started fucking me hard. I was in heaven and wanted more. We switched between me bouncing on him and him fucking me in that same position. My hole felt amazing. No pain. Every thrust was like a mini orgasm. The T made me feel so good. After some time, he pulled me back to him and grabbed the pipe. He loaded it and put a much larger amount in the bowl, melted it, and told me to inhale all of it. At first, the smoke didn’t clear no matter how much I inhaled, but I realized he kept lighting the bowl. Damn this was hot. And as I sucked I heard the door open. — 5. I turned my head to see Mike(?) walk in with four other guys. Damn they were all so fucking hot. Two guys really chiseled and the other two dad bod but toned. I was so turned on seeing them. They looked at me with hungry eyes. All looked pleased or turned on at the sight of me riding this bear and sucking on this pipe. I exhaled a big cloud and felt so slutty. I was looking at the new guys, mesmerizing by hot guy when the Bear grabbed my face and kissed me. My focus was back on him. His big hands grabbed my back and nipples and played with them as we kissed, and I grind back and forth on his cock. The Tina made me so horny and my hole so hungry that his cock felt like it belonged in there. I felt the sweat on his belly as his rubbed against mine. We broke the kiss and he just looked at me. It was deep and I felt this strange connection to him. We were communicating something serious and intimate, though I don’t know exactly what. But I knew it was. A stare that lingered even after it broke off, as the other guys in the room all got naked and surrounded us. As I broke off the stare to admire the new men around me, I felt a bit of guilt for breaking off the stare. Almost sensing my guilt, I felt the invisible rope that gripped me to him loosen. I somehow sensed that his intensity had loosened, allowing me to have the slutty fun I’ve been craving. These guys were all so hot. There was Mike with his greying hairy chest and tight body. He was in good shape. Hard to tell what he does exactly, but he looked toned with a bit of a soft belly. Then there was gymgod guy who my eyes went to immediately after Mike. Damn he looked so good and wide. Man he was ripped and had a more classic. Def the most wholesome looking, or rather life-yet-to-beat-down-on-you face to be more clear. Then there was skinny guy who left room between him, gymgod, and the another bearish guy. He was clean shaven. Toned and skinny. I’d imagine my body would look the most like his in my late 30s keeping up with the same fitness routine I had back then. He had a laid back vibe to him. Then there was bear#2. He was like a smaller version of the first Bear, but he looked more toned. His arms were more muscular-looking. Not as hairy, but still some fur. The last guy took up the least amount of space, physically and energy-wise. He seems turned on, I think? I remember him fucking me, but it wasn’t as memorable to be honest. I am about vibes and connection during sex. Does it feel authentic? Are we actually vibing? Are my needs being met? His? What’s the flow? Also very cerebral as I’m sure you’ve picked up by now. The Bear tapped my ass a couple times and I took that as a signal to get off him. I gave him a look making sure that’s what he wanted, and he nodded. So I got off him and stood up so he can get up too. He stood up and went over to the armchair in the corner. He told me to clean his dick before he left, so I did. Happily of course. I turned my attention and body to face the five guys before me. I was in heaven. I was craving the gymgod, but I wanted to thank Mike (by the way, to this day still don’t know his name) for setting this up, so I went to him first and gave him a big kiss. I kissed me back. One hand held the back of my head, while the other thumbed my small clit of a penis. He asked if baby has been up to no good? And I said yes. He asked me if I felt good? I said yes? He asked if I wanted to keep feeling good? And I said yes! “Baby want to get more fucked up tonight and take our cocks? Take our loads in your cunt?” “YES!” Damn he was winding me up and got me going goading me like that. I wanted more drugs inside me. Didn’t care what they were but just wanted to get more fucked up. Wanted to be a shell of myself and give in to my hole. Aside: this is where I think I’m not a good whore and can benefit from a dom training me irl. I don’t really like sucking cock. I’ll do it and have been told, “Oh I’m cumming!” by the guys I do it to, but my joy is getting fucked. I feel so complete with new cocks. Raw cocks. Thick and big. Ones that open me up. So as this story develops, I don’t really dive into more sucking unless it’s something that really stands out or is key for your understanding of the story. In general I don’t form lots of memories when I suck probably because I often disassociate. If a dom wants to train me, hit me up (shameless plug). Back then I also didn’t really differentiate between cut and uncut cocks. They were either thick or not. Long or not. Skinny or not. I’m more discerning now, so to the cut/uncut lovers who notice the obvious, and often blatant omission of foreskin descriptions: I’ll do better. I’m sure I was already tweaking pretty hard by this point. I was going back and forth kissing all the guys and rubbing their bodies. I was feeling so good and pretty out of body with my forehead sweating but every now and then I could feel the coolness of the AC hit me. They were all so hot in their own ways. All the touching and kissing got me so excited and I begged someone to fuck me. I got on all fours and wiggled my ass. Mike mounted me first and started slamming into me. I begged for some lube. He pulled out and poured some on, and went back to hammering me. My hole was so hungry. I don’t ever recall being able to take dick that well. Mike felt like home at this point, comparatively. Fucking him was less carnal than earlier in the day, but was still hot. Bear#2 gave Mike a look and moved towards my ass. Mike slid out and made room for bear#2. He was thick, godamn. He grabbed my neck and pulled me closer to him. He then moved one of his hands to play with my nips. Fuckkkkk me up. I was in heaven. He was snorting into my ear, calling me a fag. Calling me a worthless piece of shit. Saying I’m going to get so trashy in a few years. That he wouldn’t want to touch me when I’m washed up and that I should be grateful he’s willing to fuck me now. I remember feeling split about what he said. On one hand, it meant that I still looked good and was desirable, and that made me want to lean in and seduce these hot guys to do dirty things with me. On the other hand, it made me question how many of these drug escapades I have left before it starts showing. Should I not go so hard tonight? I said to myself I think what’s been going on has been fine so far. No needles. And I’ll stop after we check out. Damn he was so rough and sexy. So piggy. He asked the forgettable guy if he wanted a turn. He fucked me and honestly don’t remember much. Like I said, I’m very big on energy and connection and this guy didn’t really give me much. It seemed like he was down but also wasn’t fully there? He was hard. They all were, but it was whatever. This was the first guy and cock that made me not really appreciate it. I remember thinking about what the next cock would feel like, or really present for the current guy. The skinny guy then came up and damn he was really chill. He fucked me slow. Gave long strokes felt so good. He was also pretty perverted. He told me to prop up, so I was on my hands instead of elbows. He kept his rhythm, but leaned forward and also started taunting me. Telling me that he loves fucking whores like me. He asked me how old I was. 24. Asked if I love raw dick? Of course. Said that he bet I wanna be owned as someone’s sex slave? I did! Asked if I want to be whored out and cash cow for these guys? I did! I told them to sell my ass for cheap like $20/fuck because I want to challenge myself to make lots of money by having lots of guys fuck me! He said that’s illegal and he could throw me in jail. But that I would prolly like that because then I can just service all the guys there. Would I like that? To be the jail whore? I said I would!!! I would love to be the jail whore. Damn he was hot and we had good banter. And last but certainly not least, the gymgod told me to flip on my back and scoot to the end of the bed. He eagerly obeyed and he started fucking me. It was so beautiful. He was so beautiful and muscular. The way his pecs and abs popped. But you know what? The fuck was really bland. He was horny and thrusting lots, but there was no chemistry. It felt like he was just going in and out of my ass, and compared Mike, both bears, and skinny guy, the one was also really just ok. I honestly don’t even really remember much about his cock—that’s how forgettable it was. Ironic that he was the one I was most drawn to initially. I needed verbal, dom energy. Guys who were pigs. This guy was just pretty. Skinny guy took out his own pipe and started smoking. Offered it to the other guys, but they said no. Turned to me and just gave me a smile that screamed I already know you want some! I smiled ear to ear, and propped up so he could feed me. I took as much as he wanted to feed me, and I felt warmth wash over my body again. Damn I was having such a good time! Don’t know what time it was, but I never wanted to night to end. After some more thrusts, the gymguy pulled out, and my hole felt so empty. It also needed a bit of a break, it felt nice. As guys were settling in and made themselves comfortable, I walked over to Bear and sat on his lap and made out with him some more. It was so tender, I can’t explain it. In such an animalistic setting, I was feeling really attached to the Bear. I was caressing him and nuzzling my face into his. Somehow I knew he would take care of me and also help me fly to the next level. I started to get a bit antsy thinking about the other guys and being a good slut and pleasing them, but I forced myself to sit with the Bear a bit longer. It felt so nice, and I hugged him before leaving and told him I want to get really fucked up. Even more than I am now. And that I’m really excited and scared, but I really want it. He told me I was a dirty slut, and that he will make me feel better than I can imagine. He lit up the pipe and fed me a bit more, and we shotgunned. The rest of the night was a bit of a hazy blur from this point. I smoked a lot more. Time was broken up into phases of the night. The first phase where I still remember lots of details. The blurry phase where skinny guy was still smoking. The blurry phase after forgettable and gymguy came and left. Then Mike left. Bear#2 was really hot and fucked me really well. In another universe, I would see myself smitten with him, but I couldn’t stop thinking about the Bear. I remember at one point making an effort to not break eye contact with Bear while bear#2 was fucking me to convey to him that this guy would never be as dom in my heart compared to him. He whispered something so fucking smutty as he came. Then he left too. Then the skinny guy stopped smoking and at some point left. All the loads were pumped deep inside me. I remember at some point thinking about how I just needed more cum. I couldn’t really savor each load and appreciate it, because I wanted another cock to load me. I was a bit more consumed with getting the loads at some point than the fuck itself. It was still hot though. Then light peered through the window. I started panicking at the thought this was going to end because I didn’t want it to. I have still having so much fun and still so high. I wanted to keep playing and explore this side of myself. I didn’t want to go back to reality. I turned to the Bear and started vomiting how I felt. He said if I wanted to keep playing, then it’s going to get more intense. I said I didn’t care and just wanted this to keep going. He asked if I was sure, and I said yes. There was a long pause. He looked into his eyes pleadingly. I don’t know what he was thinking, but he looked at me really intently. Then he walked to the hotel phone, called the front desk and told them to extend the stay through Monday morning. I was so fucking happy.

Then i felt a sharp pain in my left nipple. Daddy was biting it. "Hey bitch come back to earth", he said "No Daddy please dont" i said pushing back on his cock trying to get all of him in me. "Sorry Daddy i was thinking about our first time together", i said looking in his eyes like a little puppy to his master. I recounted the story bit by bit. "Youve loved our first time together didnt you", he asked "Yes i did. I did think about you every so often, wanting you but i couldnt." i said back "I know your my little cunt whore", he said "You know how i know", he asked "No", i said "First i could tell when our eyes met, i could see your animal attraction to me. I could also feel how wet you were when we first met. And also look at this", he said and softly grabbed my hard on. "You get so hard when you think of me dont you", he asked "Yes i do. I have to admit after that time at the bar i would think about you once in a while", i told him "And", he asked "I would stick a didlo in me and then jack off or even once i thought of you when Daddy Brian was fucking me", i said "HMmmmmm nice. I knew you were mine when we first met" he said leaving over and kissing me "Me too. When i first saw you and smelled you and you took charge and fingered my right there in the open i had such an animalistic attraction to you. I knew i had to mate with you and get bred by you. I felt like a mare that wanted her stallion to mount her and get bred", i said looking into his eyes He kissed my and slipped his hard member back in me. He rocked in me slowly and softly. "Do you remember what i told you after we fucked at the bar", he asked "Yes i do....vividly", i told him as my cock was now hard while he was pumping me "You said, "I am going to find you again and you will be mine. Your cunt and my cock are made for each other". ", i told him "Yes and now you are mine", he said He leaned in and gave me a deep kiss and continued to push into me sooo deep, I kissed back and wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him into me. I am his now. I was worried, how was i going to tell Brian.

Absolutely love to rim for hours. Once i get started its like candy and can not stop. Love to lightly nibble the tant or very carefully nibble the hole!

Kevin grabbed my cock thru my scrubs and pulled me out while Will's fingers were still in me. I was talking down the hallway with one man dragging my by my caged cock and the other pushing me with his fingers in my mancunt. I was in heaven. I was so high on adrenaline and testosterone i could fuck an army. We finally arrived at Will's apartment. Will pulled out his finger from me and pushed me towards Kevin. Kevin shoved my face in his crotch and i sucked thru the spandex short on his hard cock. I peeled it down and out popped a nice thick 8" cock with a small PA ring. I slobbered immediately as i was so horny for cock. I sucked on him for a few minutes. I saw Will in sit down on his leather chair and pull out his huge cock and stroke it. I looked at him hungrily as i sucked on Kevin. Kevin then pulled me up and told me to strip. I dropped everything off quickly. Will thru me a set of keys and said to unlock my cock. I did but not knowing why i was being uncaged. "Your mine tonight and i want to see your whole body and enjoy tonight. But dont cum unless i tell you so. Got that?", Will said "Yes", i said. "Yes what?", Will sternly replied "Yes Daddy", I replied "Good boy. Not spread your legs like the whore you are and give him your mancunt", Will commanded I did as i was told. Kevin put his legs on his shoulders and in one swift hard motion stuck his stick in me. I moaned and yelled. He wasnt the largest i have had in me but he was still big and not easing in cause some pain. But as he fucked me i started to moan and my hole took over and i was pushing back on his meat. As i was being fucked hard, i looked over at Will and he was on his phone. His cock out and still semihard. I focused on Kevin as he fucked me. He was cute and had a nice body and nice cock and he was fucking me and hitting the right spots but there was something off. It was not as primal as other men I have been fucked by. Dont get me wrong he was a good fuck compared to some of the others who i let have my body but there was something missing. After about 10 minutes of pounding he started to get near the edge and ready to nut in me. As a bottom whore i could always tell when a top was close to nutting in me. I couldn't wait to get creamed and then have Daddy Will in me. I wanted him so bad. Also as there was something missing my cock wasnt rock hard and leaking like normal. I pushed back on Kevin and worked his cock with my ass muscles. "Give it to me, give me you hot poz load, give it to me", i moaned. Kevin looked at me and kept fucking, "Yeah you want my load. You are going to get it you dirty whore. You want poz loads don't you. Well i am going to give you a load but it's not poz you filty whore", he said breathing hard as he fucked me. I looked at him in amazement and was actually kind of let down. I looked at Will and he just smiled stroking his now hard cock. I kept pushing back going thru the motions but wanted Will so bad. Now that i knew he wasn't poz i wasn't into the fuck as much. As a bottom i will take all loads but for some reason my body wasn't into it. In fact i noticed my cock wasn't rock hard anymore. It was now semihard. I started to use my ass muscles again to work over his cock and get him to nut. He finally shot in me. "Ugghhh here you go your dirty whore", he yelled as he came. I could feel some good spurts in me. After he was done he leaned over and started to kiss me. I kissed him back but wasn't really interested. He finally rolled off me and i got up. Will was looking over at me. Before i could walk over to him, he said to get the door. I opened it and there was another cute hot white dude standing there. "Hi I am Roger. You the bareback slut", he asked. "Yes i guess i am", i said and let him in. "Get to it", Will said. Roger was about 5'10, 190 lbs medium build and fit. He was cute and model looking like. He dropped his shorts and had a nice 8" cock. I got on my knees and starting sucking his already hard cock. After a minute he pulled me up, turned me over and pushed me down and started fucking me on all fours on the leather couch. He could fuck just like Kevin even a little better. He rammed harder and it felt good. He was also missing something primal. I just kept pushing back and trying to get him to cum. We fucked for a good ten minutes with me now on my back and he was ramming and close to cumming. Again to get things going cause i really wanted Will, i started to work his cock with my mancunt and push back. He was close and said "Where do you want it whore", he said panting as he rammed me. "In my cunt. Fill me with your charged seed", i said pushing back on him trying to get him to cum. "You got it but its not charged. I'm neg. You are a dirty whore like Will said", he said smiling and fucking. Again my body reacted and went through the motions. My cock now wasnt even hard. He finally came in me. After pushing it in for a few minutes, he pulled out, pulled up his shorts and left. I was tired but still horny for Will. I walked over to him and dropped to my knees and engulfed his cock in my mouth. I sucked on him as if my life depended on it. After a minute i looked up at him, "Please fuck me please. I need you in me. I need you to take me and impregnate me with your dirty seed please", i begged. "No", said Will I looked shocked. "I want you to service more men. I am whoring you out tonight and making some money off your fine ass" , he said smiling I look dejected and sad at him. "I need you. I need poz seed in me.", i said back begging "Oh...you want poz cock in you", he asked smiling "Yes. I need poz cock. I need charged seed in me.", i said "Why?", he said i explained to him my body has changed since i seroconverted. Its like my body needs poz cum. I am addicted to it. My body can tell when the top isnt poz. I explained how there is something primal missing not just in the fucking but my body senses poz cock. I began to sound desperate for poz seed. He smiled back at me. "Good your conversion is complete. Your body has been taken over by the virus. Your cunt needs poz cum.", he said. It was true. I felt a little betrayed by my body. Only a few months ago i made men wear condoms, now i don't event like taking bareback men if they are negative. What the hell happened to me! Will then leaned over and kissed me very intimately, our tongues engaged. I moaned in his mouth. He pulled back. "You will get fucked by whoever i say. I have a bunch of neg guys lined up. Be a good whore and maybe ill give you want you need", Will said Over the next 2 hours, 6 guys came over, all negative to fuck me. I went through the motions and even faked moaned. All of them wanted to kiss and i did but as a matter of business. I even closed my mouth on some. And funny they were all what most considered to be hot handsome or cute guys. All in there 30-40's, in shape, some well built and all with decent cocks. No one was under 7". All came in me. I didnt cum or have the urge. It was now midnight and there was another knock on the door. "This is the final fuck and is your reward. ", Will said as i opened the door. As i opened the door, stood a 6' older man, balding and a bit skinny. He had an ok build but you could tell he was sick. My body knew he was poz and it reacted. My cock got instantly hard. "Hi im Bill", he said. He slowly took off his clothes and have a gorgeous 9" cock and a nice build. A little skinny but nice. His face was just a hint gaunt. I couldnt hide my desire and excitement. "You poz whores are all the same. All addicts. Look at your body. Its telling me to fuck it now", he said smiling "Please fuck me, and impregnate me with your charged seed. I need it so bad.", i begged "You want my viral AIDS seed in your cunt", he said looking at me with lust. "Your hole is leaking cum. all over. Its running down your leg", he said. It was true. I had been fucked and creamed so much it was running out of me. "You know what you are getting huh", he asked "Yes i know and i need it", i said "I have a very hig viral load", he said "I dont care i need it. My body needs it", i begged. Over the next hour it was like being fucked for the first time again. We made love. We kissed deeply, and our tongues danced as i could feel a lesion in his mouth. I worshiped his body with my tongue eating his ass before he fucked me. I was in a rapture, my body knowing it was going to get what it needed, poz seed. My body reacted to every thrust of his and my cunt worked his cock without trying. It was if it knew there was a poz cock and it was going to milk it on its own to get the seed it needed. At the end he fucked me on my back, our eyes locked and tongues dancing as he finally came. "Here you are you whore. Take my dirty seed.", he moaned as he came in me. "Please cum in me, i need your charged dirty seed, please cum in me", i yelled. I felt 7 strong spurts unload in me. My cunt kept milking his cock trying to get all the poz seed out of him as my legs wrapped around his waist to keep him in me. We stayed like that for a while, kissing, our tongues dancing. My body felt alive again.

There are days I jerk for hours and come 6-10 times. There are days I may only jerk off twice. And both of those are normal for me.

I awoke the next morning. I was alone in bed and it was late morning. My body ached and my ass was sore. I also had a headache. As i turned lay back and opened my legs i felt cum run out of my ass. I put my fingers downs and put it to my fingers. Cum with some pink in it. I licked it. It tasted of my men and my cunt. Yummmy. "Good morning. You cant get enough can you", Daddy says looking at me from the door. "No i guess i cant", i said smiling at him. He came over and sat next to me and asked me how the last 2 days went. I told him all about meeting Ricky which was his Daddy who POZd him and how intimate sex was with him. I also told him about being fucked by Mike and thought he was really sexy and was attracted to his gaunt body. Telling him all the details made me horny which he noticed. He pulled the sheets away and took me in his mouth. My cock was still sensitive from last night but it felt so good. He kept sucking me gently and stuck two fingers in my hole and massaged my prostate gently. Pulling off my cock he said, "Just relax and cum". I did just that. He sucked softly and massage me gently and slowly i felt my orgasm come up. He paused and said, "Just relax and dont tense, let it flow out of you.". I laid back and he went back to sucking and massaging my prostate. A few minutes later, i felt it come up again and i just breathed and relaxed and came. The orgasm was huge. It was like stress was leaving my body and not tensing made the cum just flow out of me, a lot. Even though it didnt feel like it spurted out of me it actually felt like i pushed out more cum. Daddy just sucked slowly and swallowed the cum. After the orgasm subsided he kissed me and told me he had made lunch and to come out to eat. I got out of bed and looked down and there was cum where i was laying mixed with a little bit of blood. Daddy told me to lick it up and i did. I luv the taste of cum especially POZ cum. It has a different taste and love it even more when its mixed in with my pussy juice. I went out to the kitchen and sat at the dining table. We ate and talked about what he had been up to. He said he had been busy at work and hung out at the bar. He played with Cody who works for him at the store one night at the bar. He said Cody took about 5 cocks in the bathroom that night then begged to come with him. He brought him home and they fucked several times that night and the next day. I had a jealous look in my eyes but knew we agreed early on that our relationship was open. "I am glad you had a good time with Ricky and met Mike but i am glad you are back", Daddy said "I am too. I missed you.", i said and with that walked over to him, got on my knees pulled down his shorts and sucked his semihard cock. After getting him hard i turned around and sat on his cock while was sitting on the kitchen chair and fucked myself on his huge stick. After a few minutes, he picked me up, took me over to the couch put me down on all fours and started ramming my ass. It felt so good to have him back in me. The way he stretches me and fits in my cunts feels so good and he wrecks my prostate. I kept pushing back at each of his slamming thrusts, we were both grunting trying to take pleasure off of each others body. Me trying to get all of his cock in me and him trying to get as far in me as he could. This lasted at a hard and fast pace for what seemed like 20 minutes until he grabbed my hips, pushed me flat on my stomach and just pound straight into my ass. He cock rammed directly into my prostate causing me to moan like a total bitch in heat and my cock leaked. My pussy started to spasm and grip his cock as i started to cum causing him to yell out, and explode his balls deep in me and shoot hot ropes of charged cum deep into my cunt. He kept grinding into me working his seed into my pussy. He collapsed on my back, i turned my head and we kissed and our tongues danced. After a few minutes he pulled out and i turned over and licked his cock cleaned and laid back. He said he needed to go to work and i fell asleep. I woke up a few hours later and felt like shit. The body ache was worse and i had the chills. I went to the cabinet and took some Tylenol and went into the bedroom and went to bed. I woke up the next morning with my pillow wet from cold sweats and the fever i probably had. Daddy was sitting on the bed next to me. "How do you feel?", he asked "Better than i did last night", i replied "You look like you had the fuck flu again. Ricky's and Mike's AIDS strain must have impregnated you hard and deep." he said "I guess so. I have a part of him in me now", i said softly "Yes, you should go back and thank him", Daddy said I brightly smiled and agreed. "Yeah you like Mike. He is a hot guy with a huge fuck stick. You should continue to rest today", Daddy replied "I am glad you have spent time with Ricky and Mike. Especially Ricky since he was my breeder and he made me pregnant.", Daddy said. "I am glad. It was incredible, sensual, animal, sexual and also very intimate", i replied back I explained how to give myself to them and have them make me pregnant with their seed was such a deep and intimate sexual act with them. I feel like they are with me forever. Daddy could see me getting hard. "Go on", Daddy said I went on to share that i know i like to be a bottom and even submissive. I love giving myself to men and offering my body to them and having them take me, own me and plant their seed in me. I love the feeling of them marking me with their seed, especially POZ seed. I love being in rapture, soft intimate kisses and also men taking me as property and marking me with their mouths leaving hickeys and bite marks on me. I love when i can see male alpha tops looking me over, desiring me and wanting to take me. I told him there are just some men i see and smell that i feel the primal desire to mate with. "I am glad you know your place as a bottom to take all loads and offer yourself to all men. You can top if you want to but you cannot refuse a load. Moving forward i also do not want you to cum as much or not until the top has cum in you. I will also be continuing with your body development. I am going to make your nipples large so men can you them to hold on to you while they fuck your pussy. I also want them to sensitive that with a light touch your moaning like a slut. I also want them big so guys know your a whore. I am also going to make your cunt lips fatter to provide more pleasure to cocks entering you. I am also going to put a tattoo on you so men know your are a whore. And lastly i want you wearing your pink chastity cage all the time along with the urethra plug. You can piss and you can even cum but it will impede your orgasm and keep the cum in you. You understand all of this?", Daddy explained to me. "Yes Daddy", i said looking up at him. "Good boy", he said He got up and went to the drawer and got all those things out and told me to strip down. He placed the suction cups on my nipples and pumped them till they got really big and them removed the pumps from the suction cups. He moved them around and that went straight to my cock. Then is put a suction cup on my hole. and started to pump and feel my ass lips get puffy and push out. When he lifted me backwards so i could see it i was amazed that i had a prolapse and had pussy lips. Finally he got the urethra plug, applied some lube and slowly worked into my piss hole. It was uncomfortable at first but i got used to it and then he was playing with it, it actually got me hard. He them squeezed my balls and i squealed and my cock when soft and he stuffed it into the pink chastity lock. "Now you are set. Lay for a while and i will be back", he said kissing me on the lips. I lied back with my legs open and lifted on a pillow with my ass hanging so the pump on my now pussy lips would stay in place. I could see my nipples large like a whopper candy and my cock was straining in the cage hard with some precum leaking thru the plug. After about 15 minutes Daddy came back, and removed the anal pump. He started playing with my cunt lips. "Ohhh yeah your pussy is all puffy and fat and your cunt is leaking your so horny he said fingering me. It was true, all that stimulation made my hole wet. He started fingering me deeper and pulled out his fingers and put it in my mouth. I licked them and tasted my pussy that had a hint of cum that was in me. He lifted my ass and put his mouth on my hole and ate me out. I let out a loud moan and spread my legs so he could eat me out more. It felt so good and my fat lips were now so senstive, i started to beg him to fuck me. He put my legs on his shoulder and entered me in one push. I could feel each inch of his cock pass thru my fat cunt lips. "Ohh damn your pussy feel tighter and wet and your fat pussy lips are grabbing my cock. Oh damn all men are going to want you.", Daddy said Hearing that made me feel so sexy and so slutty i couldn't help but just start to squeeze and massage his mammoth stick in me and that made him moan loudly and start to pound the shit out of my fat cunt. "Ohhhh yeah your pussy is so tight and your fat cunt lips are driving me crazy. Yeah milk Daddy's cock if you want me seed boy", he exclaimed I milked his cock hard and wanted his seed so bad. He kept pounding me and then tore off the suction cups on my nipples and the air went back into them and he started to squeeze them. "Ohhhhhhhhh Dadddy please!!!!", i moaned They were so sensitive that just started to cum and my cunt wrapped around his cock convulsing and squeezing it like a boa constrictor. He yelled out and i felt his cock expand and his hot seed erupt into pussy. My cock convulsed but very little cum came out and i felt it get pushed back down my cock. It was an amazing feeling that made my cock even hard and as Daddy kept pounding me, it felt like i didn't even cum and wanted to fuck more. After another 5 minutes of fucking and him dumping another load in me he pulled out and laid next to me. I was still so horny as if i didn't cum and told him that. He laughed and said the chastity and plug worked better than he thought. He said he wanted to transform me so i would get tired of cock and become less horny cause i came. He also said that my pussy lips will drive men crazy. I couldn't wait for what lie ahead.

As a single guy who is somewhat of a slut I know my opinions on relationships don’t have much value but since you asked I will give it. I think guys should do what they want but not if they have to lie about it. So be open with him. You probably think you are the only one ready to get back to your old slutty ways but you both might be ready for it. If you can’t tell your husband about wanting to suck dick through a gloryhole, who can you tell?

Hi.I was castrated many years ago and wished I'd done it earlier in life. Take testosterone shots bi monthly . A very sexually active as a total submissive bottom and are continually used for others pleasure. I haven't ejaculated in years but have intense orgasms getting fucked due to the stimulation on my prostate gland. I produced an incredible amount of precum. And the list goes on.