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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.

Chapter 1 – We Meet I first saw Jeff at a party some friends had dragged me to. I’m not much of a “let’s go to a party” guy, but they were insistent that I come along. I did have a pretty good time, and meeting Jeff was a highlight for me. We locked eyes across the host’s living room. He’s just my type: dad bod, bearded, balding, but with some hair peeking out of his shirt and a few visible tattoos. It made me wonder if there were other tattoos in less highly visible places. He’s shorter than me and looked like a solid guy. A little about me. I’m in my 50s, but most people think I’m younger. I’m a little over 6’ tall and weigh around 190. I’m in pretty good shape due to hiking in the warmer months and skiing when it’s cold. My chest, arms, legs, and ass are hairy. I usually have some sort of facial hair going on. When I met Jeff, I was also sporting a full beard. It has some grey in it. Dating and long-term relationships have been a challenge for me. I like to have sex with a lot of different partners, and that can be a barrier for some guys. On top of that, there’s my playroom and specific desires. My playroom has everything needed for serious ass play since that’s what I really like. I can work over a guy’s hole and then flip so that he can work over mine. That involves cocks, tongues, fingers, dildos, fists, and whatever else we might want to shove into each other. And, I like to party too. Anyway, about Jeff. I noticed him hanging out on the other side of the room when I first walked in. There were probably about 40 people there, but I was intrigued by Jeff. I asked my friends if they knew anything about him, but they didn’t. Then, they wandered off for some drinks and food. I wandered through the room, greeting a few people I knew but trying to keep my eye on Jeff. At one point, I didn’t see him anywhere in the room, and I hoped he hadn’t left. I went to where he had been standing and tried to look cool as I surveyed the crowd. Someone bumped into me, and I turned towards them. It was Jeff! We started chatting, and he told me he had noticed me when I walked in (blushing!) and hoped we might talk at some point. He had gone to the bathroom and planned to come over to me when he saw me in his old spot. We introduced ourselves and shook hands. His handshake was firm, and I noticed his hand was also quite hairy. Hairy hands often mean a very hairy body, and I hoped to find out if that was true. He had a deep and sexy voice and very full lips. We talked a little about general things, but his friends came over and said they were ready to leave. He suggested we exchange contact info, and I happily obliged, trading numbers with him. Then, he and his friends left. Shortly after, I felt my phone vibrate and saw that he had texted me. In it, he suggested that we get together to get to know each other better. That sounded good, but I played it cool and waited a bit to reply. In my reply, I suggested dinner at my house the following Friday. He agreed. We texted back and forth during the week, getting the important details about dinner, like whether he ate meat (yes!), red or white wine (red, or beer), and if there was anything he really disliked. To that question, he replied that he was pretty much open to trying anything once. I hoped that carried through to other areas of his life. Friday came, and I had prepared a simple but nice dinner. I made my classic beef stroganoff, served over noodles, plus some peas. That was served with a hearty red wine. I didn’t pull out the good china or go all out with candles on the table since I didn’t want to freak him out, but it was a good way to get to know each other. I put on a pair of comfy but well-fitting jeans and a nice button-down shirt. I was wearing an orange jockstrap under it all in case we decided to take things further as the evening progressed. When Jeff showed up, he was dressed similarly. Of course, I didn’t know what he had on for underwear, but I hoped I might find out. He had brought a bottle of wine, too, so I swapped his bottle in place of my original. Before we ate, we sat in the living room and chatted. We discussed the standard stuff: work, hobbies, trying to find mutual friends, and so on. There was some suggestive talk, but I wanted to see how the evening progressed. We sat down to dinner. Jeff complimented me on the meal, saying he liked to cook too and that the next meal should be at his house. I liked that idea. When we finished, we sat around the table talking, and then I decided to clear the plates. Jeff told me to sit, and he would take them into the kitchen for me. So, he was courteous, too! When he leaned down to get my plate, I looked up at him, and he went in for a kiss. His lips were soft, and his beard felt great against my face. It was a short kiss, but it let us both know where the evening might lead. Jeff took everything into the kitchen and put it in the sink. When he came back to the table, he put out his hand to me. I took it, stood up, and went in for a deeper and more intense kiss. We were hugging and feeling each other up as we made out like teenagers. I suggested we go back to the sofa in the living room, and we walked there hand in hand. Damn, it was just like being a kid again! Once in the living room, we sat close to each other and continued our kissing and groping. My hand went into his shirt first, feeling up his chest and nipples. His nipples were large and pierced, and his chest was wonderfully furry. Then, he dove his hand into my shirt to feel up my hairy chest. No piercings, but my nipples are sensitive and enjoy being worked. As he was groping me, I stared into his eyes and began to unbutton his shirt. I pulled it out of his jeans and helped him remove it. This was a damn nice body. Jeff had a great chest with a dense forest of fur. The metal from his piercings glistened in the low light and lured me in. He had a few more tattoos. One large bird was centered on his chest and he had another on his back. They looked great in his forest of hair. I bent down to lick around his left nipple and then took it into my mouth. His low groan told me how much he liked that, so I worked one and then the other. By now, he had removed my shirt and was stroking my back as I sucked his nipples. While I was mouthing his tits, my hands were rubbing around the back waistband of his jeans. I was happy to find that he had some hair at the base of his back. My hands dipped into his jeans to find out if his ass was hairy too. I discovered that he, too, was wearing a jockstrap! My hands slid down through the waist strap and began to explore his hairy crack. With his jeans on, my hands couldn’t get too far down. I pulled my mouth away from his nipple and looked at him, then glanced down at his crotch. He nodded, so I popped the top button and lowered the zipper on his jeans. He was wearing a red jock, which I hoped might signal some of his intent. Now that his jeans were looser, I was able to get my hand further down his ass and could lightly finger his hole. He responded well to my touch, so I kept rubbing and stroking. Jeff had loosened my jeans, too, and was now alternating rubbing my ass and my crotch. I suggested that we remove our jeans to be more comfortable and he breathlessly agreed. We each tore off our jeans, and I reached down to remove my socks. Jeff did the same. While he was bent forward to pull them off his feet, I got a good look at his back and ass. All of it was covered in hair, which I find really sexy. Between his hot, hairy body and his red jockstrap signal, I had big hopes for the night. When he sat back up, he looked over at me and commented on my orange jockstrap, mentioning that he, too, was up for almost anything. Since he knew what it signified, I felt safe assuming he knew what his red strap denoted. We got ourselves into a position facing each other on the sofa, with the arms at our backs. Luckily, it’s a smaller sofa, so we could still feel each other up. He was rubbing my crotch, and I put my finger in my mouth to moisten it and then rubbed it around his hairy hole. I would put my finger in my mouth, rub his hole, then repeat the process. He leaned back, opening his hole for me. At this point, I suggested we move to the bedroom. I had put a few smaller dildos, lube, and poppers in my bedside table, but the sling, along with the bigger toys and party materials, was next door in the playroom. I led Jeff up the stairs, with him fondling my ass on the way. When we got to the bedroom, we fell on the bed together while embracing. Luckily, I had readied the bed for play earlier in the day, so we didn’t have to worry about making a mess. Now, we were able to really explore each other’s bodies. Jeff pulled my cock and balls out of the pouch of my jock and was playing around with it, and I was still massaging and rubbing his hole. I noticed a growing wet spot on his jock, so I moved my mouth to the pouch and sucked it into my mouth. The jock was well-worn and had obviously seen some previous use. It had that heady aroma of old cum, piss, and sweat. I enjoyed mouthing around it but wanted the prize inside. So, I moved the jock aside and was greeted with Jeff’s cock. It was a nice sight. He had a full bush but had trimmed it back some. His balls were low-hanging and only had a dusting of hair. His cock was cut and about 7” long. Like him, it was thick and well-formed. I took it into my mouth after spending some time roaming around his crotch with my tongue. While I was doing this, Jeff moved around to play with my ass. His cock fit my mouth well, and I lovingly caressed the head with my tongue while moving up and down on the shaft. Jeff was massaging my ass, spreading my cheeks, and rubbing over my hole. We played like this for a while, with me sucking his cock while he kneaded my ass. Then he asked me if I liked having a dildo used on me. To answer, I leaned over and opened the drawer on my nightstand, showing him the selection available.

It probably best avoided, even if it’s a massive hassle. Although it probably depends the reason it’s not drinkable. Heavy metals probably wouldn’t have much effect if it’s a one off, but untreated water with potential for bacteria and parasites could give you the shits 😕

I do follow becoming less patient. I'm not proud of that. I am just tired of the BS. From "Obama was born in Kenya" to "I am going to jail Biden, Harris, et al". Including "my inauguration drew the biggest crowd ever" - and his little girl soldier boy spewing "alternate facts". Facts are measurable, observable, It seems like we've all been standing in front of a firehose spewing high velocity shit all over us. Enough! I have a little sticker on the back window of my pickup truck. It reads "You can't fix stupid, but you can numb it with a 2x4". A lot of people are waiting for things to be fixed. But for the most part, they don't lift a finger. My friends are those who are locally involved. Whether it be one committee to review something once a year; or a fellow trustee; our municipal staff which provides us socialist central clean water right to taps in our homes; or deal with the shit we flush down the toilet. Or provide a voice in managing our schools. I am hopeful everyone will find a way to contribute to their local community. It definitely helps put our government and nation in perspective.

We had been exchanging messages for several days. He'd actually first hit me up when I was waiting for the green light to go over to an FWB couple and breed them. I told him I'd fuck him, but I was saving my load, so he said we'd do it another time. Last night was the other time. We'd met up about a year ago, but hadn't been able to make anything work since. He's married and has kids, so it's tricky for him to schedule dick. He had to wait until his parents (who were in town for the weekend) went to bed. He didn't want them to become suspicious when he left. He didn't want to risk that they'd tell his wife (who was out of town with their kids visiting her own parents). By that point it was just past midnight, so I told him I'd leave my door unlocked. I sent him my address and said he should just come on in and wake me up, whenever he was able. Maybe an hour later, I was awakened by the sound of my door opening. I didn't bother getting up - I'd already let him know I'd be naked and in bed. It didn't take him long to find me. He stripped off in the nearly perfect darkness (just enough for silhouettes really). He pulled my blankets off me and started licking and sucking my cock. When I got rock hard, he stopped and moved up so he could straddle me chest. He put his cock to my mouth and told me to suck it. I was going to disappoint him. Usually I have a very strong gag reflex, and his cock was just above average in girth and length, but maybe it was the curve of the cock, my angle, or just my level of horniness, but for once I was able to consistently deep-throat a cock without any gagging. After several minutes, he said something magical. "Do you eat ass?" "Fuck yeah, I do!" This married father sat on my face, shoving my tongue and nose in his sweet, sweet ass. My rimming game isn't as strong as my sucking game, but I still had him writhing. He finally couldn't take anymore. He spat in his hand, reached back and grabbed my dick, and then he sat back on my cock. It took about a full minute to get me balls deep but once I was in, it was heavenly. I haven't had an ass that tight in a long time. He rode me cowboy style for only a few minutes before I couldn't take it any longer. Between his ass muscles milking my cock, feeling his hairy chest with my hands, and the long, passionate kisses he gave me, I was soon breeding his married ass. He rode me for another minute or so before collapsing on top of me. We shared another kiss and he finally rolled off me. I offered to get him off, but he said he'd already been gone long enough - he needed to get back home before anyone realized he was gone. I watched this dad pull his clothes back on and then he left. I left my door unlocked.

I got posted full nude and sucking dick with my clear drivers license. My wife did too. I can't possibly count the number of times I've beat off to that...

in town n horned locked in chastity

I hope there will be a continuation. Love the dynamic and evolution.

Biting the Bullet (And getting lead poisoning) I heard Des get on his knees behind me lean against the fence for support and start to rub the head of his cock over my hole, causing me to tighten involuntarily. "This is gonna hurt virgin" He hawked again but this time on his hand and rubbed it over his cock before pressing it against my hole. "Push out faggot, let me get in there!" I remember reading and learning about pushing out like you're going for a shit to ease with entry when a sudden horrific thought entered my head. Shit, I hadn't douched! I had bought one and practiced for this moment but everything happened so fast I hadn't douched. The realisation made me tighten up but Des wasn't deterred and the thought of the douche vanished in the face of an almighty agonising pain as the head of his cock pushed its way into my hole. "Shit!Fuck!Ahhh!God!Fuck" a number of sounds noises and expletives poured from my mouth as the ring around my hole stung and burned at this painful entry. "Heads in faggot, now I'm gonna fuck you" I was barely over this initial assault on my hole when he began to push the rest of his massive cock inside me, the pain was excruciating and mixed in were terrible cramps, I couldn't think, could barely breathe. I wouldn't say I was turned on or not turned on, none of my entire journey was on my mind at this moment just the pain in my arse. "Fuck you are tight! Told you it would hurt, I'm only halfway" My situation then came into my mind. I was in a bin area, getting fucked by an aids-riddled homeless man with a huge cock. Somehow my own cock rose to life and I let out what must have been a groan of lust. "So you enjoying my cock now?" I groaned again as he pushed again, spearing more of me on his cock. I felt like he was losing traction so he pulled out some then pushed back in, he did this a couple of times, not all the way out but it still felt like he was pulling my insides with him when I heard the awful question. "Did you douche bitch?" Shame hit me and he stopped so I could talk. "I'm sorry! I forgot! I didn't expect all this to happen so soon!" I don't know if he was phased or not but a mutter of "dirty cunt" and he was pushing back inside me. I also don't know if the shame did something or not but I was getting softer again and the realisation of a homeless diseased guy fucking me started giving me a 'what the hell am I doing?!' moment. At that moment Des pulled mostly out and was rubbing his cock, I wondered what was happening so I looked round. "You wanted my diseases mate, I'm just popping some boils to give me some more lube for your hole". Suddenly terror struck me, I was going to get the pus of fuck knows what inside me, I don't want aids, I don't want herpes or hepatitis or gonorrhea! I needed to stop this. "Stop Des, I've changed my mind, I don't want your aids! You can keep the money, I'm just gonna go!" Des then wrapped his free arm round me and leant in to talk in my ear. "Tough shit cunt, you told me you wanted this, I told you I'm gonna fuck something, you're gonna get what I give you or I'll beat the shit out of you" "Please Des, PLEASE, no, don't please!" He reached down, picked something up and before I knew it was forcing a disgusting pair of socks in my mouth. "You're a faggot, you want my aids so just fucking accept it cunt!" I had pissed him off because he didn't hesitate to jam half his cock back in me in one stroke. My shit must have been on his cock because he wiped the hand he had picked his cock warts on my shoulder and I could smell shit. "That's better! My pus is lubing your arse good now fella!" I had been screaming into the dirty sock gag, the smell had me retching again and the pain from the fucking was bad enough now knowing I had an unknown disease puss coating the inside of my arse was the final straw, I broke down in tears and felt a warm trickle under me, I was actually pissing myself! The shame was complete I just hoped Des didn't notice but a "What the fuck!" And 2 large smacks across the back of my head knew he had. "Fucking disgusting prick! Where's your fucking wallet!" I couldn't answer and realised it was rhetorical, he reached over took the last £25 I had and stuffed it into his belongings. He then reached down, put his hand in the puddle of piss on the sheet and wiped it on my back, he did it 2 more times with my hair and face. "You're gonna smell worse than me at this rate!" I wailed again into the gag, I didnt dare try to remove it, I just felt what a horrible mistake I'd made, how my family would feel, how my gf would react. I then felt another terrible cramp deeper in my stomach and more pain in my arse, I later realised Des was breaking through deeper anal cavity and stretching the entire length of my passage when he had buried his hole cock inside me. He didn't stop as he carried on pulling out then pushing back in, really taking deep strokes now. "That's it fag, just accept it now, you already got my warts inside you, I reckon I've torn you a little inside so your cuts are just gonna soak up whatever my cock leaks" I sobbed more at this but less than before. I knew I couldn't change anything or stop Des and the pain was less, just felt very full so just accepted it and waited for him to finish. "Fuck bitch, that's good, my first fuck in ages, fucking love your hole. Haven't bothered cumming lately so got a huge load for you" During the relentless back and forth in my arse my mind went through a bit of what led me here. I *did* want to get fucked, I *did* want a nasty guy to do it, I *did* want aids cum in me. This was it, it was happening now, I put my recent reactions down to shock and fear. I actually began to feel free knowing I was getting what I had wanted for such a long time. Even my cock woke up again and got hard at the thoughts of it, I must have even started pushing back subconsciously because Des noticed it. "That's it fag, knew you wanted it really, come take my cock, fucking hole feels good" He removed his arm round my body and reached down to grab my cock, wanking it as he pummeled by arse even harder now. "Fuck yeah bitch, gonna make you cum as well, shoot your last proper neg cum load before I'm done fucking up your body for life!" I was beyond horny now, I managed to reach up and remove the sock gag without any problem from Des, I think he knew I was far too gone now and anything after just confirmed it once I did a huge groan at his words. "Fuck Des! I want your cock, I want your aids, I want your pus I want your diseases, fuck fuck, want it all, make me fucked up like you!" We were just rutting now, I didn't know how long he could hold off but I didn't care, my arse still burned but I didn't care. I could feel the unbroken warts on his cock and wish they'd all burst so I could take all of it in my hole. "You got a boyfriend fag? You got a family?" My thoughts briefly turned to everyone but I didn't care in that moment, I just wanted to be an aids fucked pig. "Girlfriend" was all I could manage. He laughed as he slapped my arse hard. "If she dumps you and you have nothing come be my homeless bitch and I'll give you my diseased cock all the time" In that moment I loved that idea, taking his diseased cock and cum over and over was a dream come true. "God Des, yes I'd do that, I fucking love your cock!" I could feel my load getting closer and I realised his was too. "You're gonna love my cock even more now bitch, you've got my diseases now you're gonna take my aids cum!" My mind exploded the same time as my cock. "Yes! Fuck yes, oh god this is it, give me your aids cum, please, oh fuck! I want it oh fuuuck!!!!" I felt my cock explode rope after rope of cum, I didn't normally cum hard but everything about the moment just felt the horniest I had ever been. As my cum tapered off I felt Des tense up, his cock swell and a warm wetness gush and flood my arse. "Mmmmm, fuck! Fucking cumming!!" I had collapsed, my knees only things holding me up, my arse high up in the air, as Des collapsed on my piss damp back his cock made a wet plop and fell out of me, a pool of cum followed. First to recover he stuck a finger in my hole, pulled it out and pushed it under my nose. "Suck it clean cunt" I opened my mouth and tasted his finger, I nearly retched, I could taste shit and ranky salty fluid, I didn't know if it was cum or pus. "That's it fag, taste my untreatable cum you have flooding the tears in your hole now." My heart leapt into my mouth as I came down from my 'cum high', I shot up and looked at Des, realising everything he gave me a yellow toothy grin. "Yeah bitch, you just let a rank homeless man fuck your hole, filled you with untreatable aids cum and popped some nasty pus inside you. Fuck knows what you got but your life is over now" I fell back onto my hands and knees, my head spun, I felt like I was going to throw up, what had I done?

Biting the Bullet (hopefully not the cock) I stood there shaking a little as Des started stripping, with his jacket and t-shirt off first I noticed just how gaunt he really was. I knew at about 6ft he could still handle my 5ft 7 inches. I also noticed dried crusty white patches on his body, I didn't want to know what they were. He took off his boots and his jeans and immediately realised he wasn't wearing underwear, then everything came at once, the smell really was worse than with clothes, the worse smell of dried puke, smegma and BO you could imagine, I also noticed his cock was drooped down about 7 or 8 inches, the one guy I had sucked was only about 7 hard. The other thing I noticed was the 'things' on his cock, they looked a mixture of white puss filled boils the side of garden peas and some scabbed over craters, I'd been curious and seen photos online of diseased cocks before and I'd quickly click off as they made me feel ill. Now I had the real thing 2 feet in front of me. "You gonna strip?" As I said, when in my youth I didn't consider myself attractive and used to get nervous changing for PE, now as a 40 year old balding chubby guy I'd never felt more scared or embarrassed in my life. Again, trying to act cool I followed suit, first my jacket and t-shirt, then my boots, jeans and boxers. Not being massively well endowed would have been even worse a humiliation for me but fortunately for some sick reason I was rock hard. Not that Des was even bothered by this, he put a hand on my shoulder (which nearly made me jump out my skin) and pushed downward, getting the picture I knelt on the filthy sheet and gingerly brought my hand up to lift his cock, futily trying to avoid touchng a scab or boil, I felt him suddenly start to harden in my hand when I heard the voice from above. "Well suck it then" He sounded impatient and I was now worried about pissing him off. Getting closer the smell got worse, I could see he was uncut and the hardness revealed smegma at the base of the large mushroom head. I tried to block off my sense of taste and popped the head in my mouth, swirling my tongue round it, god it was fucking huge. I felt his cock jerk and realised he was getting even harder. He put his hand at the back of my head and pushed me further and not very gentle, my lips moved down past the head, I felt something brush my top lip and realised it was a boil, at the same time I accidentally breathed in and I retched as the smell hit me. The next thing to hit me was his hand across my head "Remember what I said if you puke bitch" I felt my own cock twitch as he called be a bitch and I forced myself to swallow and go further down his cock. Despite my lack of experience and his size I tried my best not to use teeth, I knew it might piss him off but I also didn't want one of those pustules bursting in my mouth. I think I got 3rd of the way when he hit the back of my throat so I pulled back to the head and slowly went forward again, using my tongue again and trying not to gag on the size or notice the taste. After 3 or 4 of these I tried to pick up the pace a bit but I'm guessing was too slow for Des who held the sides of my head and started fucking my mouth, he got rougher and was hitting the back of my throat too often for me to handle, I then made the mistake again of breathing in and felt the bile rise before I could stop it. Fortunately I'd not eaten since the day before but the alcohol made an appearance and I puked up some coke coloured bile, some on the end of his cock, rest on the sheet beneath me. I then felt a hard smack across my head. "Told you not to fucking puke bitch, where's my fucking 20!" I fumbled over to my jeans and pulled out £20 and gave him it. "I'm sorry! I just don't have much practice!" I didn't want to piss him off by mentioning the smell. "You ain't sucked much cock or just big ones?" To emphasise he grabbed his cock and swung it a little, I could see the full size now and it had to be 10 or 11 inches! "I've only sucked one cock" I admitted to him, things were getting very real now, my throat hurt and I was scared of either him hurting me or being thrown out. He grabbed my hair and forced me to look up at him. "What, ever??" I just nodded in embarrassment. "What about fucked?" This time I shook my head. He stood there for a moment and then knelt down still holding my hair. "What?! You telling me your a fucking virgin paying a diseased homeless guy to fuck you??" I wanted to cry, my cock rapidly shrinking in humiliation, I was shaking badly. "I just really want it..." I said, more pathetically than anything in my life. He let out this nasty laugh, told me to open my mouth, thinking he was going to stand and have me suck him again I was shocked when he hawked a load of phlegm in my mouth then covered my mouth with his hand. "Swallow it!" After 3 attempts to get my throat working again I did. "You're a more fucked up faggot than I was, lucky for you I still want to fuck something, get your head in the tent, on your hands and knees!" All the searching, false starts, Covid delays, cowardice and here I was about to get what I'd been looking for for 20+ years.

All or Nothing: On my way home from visiting my gf in London I chanced across an advert for something to do with homeless people, it was one of these that had a photo of a guy attached and a brief short story. I don't know if it was staged photo or not but he looked homeless, dirty face, tangled, unkempt hair, beard. Not ugly but wasn't what society considered attractive (a feeling I knew all too well and often as a result the kind of guy I gravitated to for the hope of some fun). His story read that he was homeless, sick, had done nothing wrong, lost his home, couldn't find work.....wait a minute, sick?? Suddenly a light went off in my dark perverse mind. I was always drawn to the darkest, nastiest, even grossest men on sites for raw encounters and more and this was maybe the ultimate dark perversion in raw breeding fun. There's a good chance a homeless guy wouldn't be medicated but I wasn't am idiot, just cause a guy is homeless doesn't make him either gay or willing to fuck a guy. I needed a plan. I decided London was the best choice, biggest city near me and surely a sizable homeless community. I started by visiting a few homeless shelters looking for my 'boyfriend' who might have gone missing, this led me to a couple of small communities of gay guys who looked out for their own on the streets, some promising individuals but all lacked something, an air of sickness, a potential for filth, something. I told them my bf was a PNP boy (a term I'd learnt on the sites I perused) and they directed me to a park in Brixton where a guy named Des frequented but was warned he was very rough. Hopes soared! I made my way to the park in question, hung around for about 3 hours and soon eyed the prize, cautiously I made my way to a guy under a tree smoking a rollie and stopped dead in my tracks. This guy was disgusting!

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

I would love to hear your feedback on this new part, including Thomas's new friend. Here is Part 3: Thomas lays exhausted on the grimy mattress in the dimly lit orgy room, panting heavily but still yearning for more as his body quivers with pleasure from the intense group sex session he just experienced. The stench of sweat and sex fills the air around him while his gaze drifts between Ethan and other onlookers gathered around them—all eager to witness or partake in their twisted escapades. Ethan observes Thomas intently, his eyes rake over Thomas's body from head to toe; taking in every bead of sweat on his skin and each tremble caused by the aftereffects of orgasm. Ethan smirks devilishly as he contemplates how best to torture this insatiable cumdump further—how far they can push their mutual devotion towards depravity together. Without another word, Ethan begins his work. He stands over Thomas, grasping a steel shackle in each hand as he approaches from behind. Then, he speaks softly into Thomas's ear, sending a chill down the younger man's spine with his sinister whisper, "You've impressed me today, my little cumdump. It's clear you have a natural talent for submission. But I think it's time we took things to the next level," he says before swiftly snapping the steel shackles onto Thomas's wrists and ankles, binding him in place with ease. Thomas moans softly as Ethan's hands explore his body further; running along his chest and abdomen, leaving trails of goosebumps in their wake while ensuring each movement causes the maximum amount of discomfort and arousal for his submissive companion. The cool metal shackles cut into Thomas's sensitive skin as they restrain him even more tightly—an unbearably erotic sensation that only serves to heighten both their desires for one another. Ethan smiles wickedly at the sight before him, knowing exactly what's needed to push this young man over the edge of sanity into a realm where only carnal pleasure and pain exist—a place where they can lose themselves completely in their shared twisted fantasies. He grabs another syringe filled with an evil cocktail: part nasty Tina-laced chems, part of his own infected HIV blood—all mixed together specifically for this moment to heighten Thomas's vulnerability and ensure absolute obedience. Ethan watches as Thomas's eyes widen in fear mixed with excitement at the sight of the needle. He smirks at the boy's pleas as he slowly approaches him. He places a comforting hand on Thomas's shoulder and whispers softly, "Let's see how far you are willing to go for me, my little cumdump." Thomas tries to pull away, whimpering in fear at the sight of Ethan's needle-covered hands. "Please," he begs weakly, his voice trembling with terror and anticipation. "I don't want this! I can't take Poz blood, that is too much!" But Ethan doesn't listen, "You know you do, Thomas," he murmurs darkly as he grabs hold of Thomas's arm firmly. The needle pierces his skin, releasing a steady stream of poison directly into his veins while another dose is injected into Thomas's already-inflamed ass. Thomas tries to resist the onslaught but fails miserably; overwhelmed by the intensity and rapid pace of it all. The drugs course through him like wildfire, igniting every nerve ending in his body with a burst of ecstasy. He gasps loudly as he feels a rush of pleasure coursing through him, his entire body tingling with anticipation for what's to come next. He whimpers softly under Ethan's command, "Please, Master... make me feel good... I'll do anything you want!" Ethan grins maliciously and replies, “Cute how you changed your mind. I intend to, my little cumdump. I just want to see how much pleasure you can take before you beg for more." With that, he takes a step back, allowing Thomas to feel the full effects of the drugs without any external stimulation. He admires the marks the syringe left on Thomas's pale skin—a symbol of submission and degradation that no one could mistake for anything else. Thomas squirms on the bed; moaning and writhing as if caught between heaven and hell itself. His cock twitches uncontrollably inside his confining clothes, leaking pre-cum onto the sheets beneath him. He can't help but crave more contact—any form of touch would be enough to send him over the edge into an intense state of euphoria. As Thomas continues to squirm and whimper, Ethan turns his attention back to their bondage session with a newfound fervor; determined to push his slave further than ever before as he leans in close enough for their breaths to mingle hotly against each other's lips—an intimate dance that hints at a deep level of connection, despite all evidence pointing towards its perversion and despair. With that, Ethan does something unexpected, he kisses Thomas on the mouth passionately. Their tongues are dueling for dominance while they explore every inch of each other's mouth with wild abandon—a raw display of lustful power that leaves both men gasping for breath when it ends. But before either can recover fully from this intense exchange, Ethan pulls out his already-hardening cock and shoves it back into Thomas's eagerly awaiting mouth once more. As Thomas keeps feeling the effects of the Tina coursing through his system, he finds himself unable—or perhaps unwilling—to resist as his master uses him like a piece of furniture: fucking his face with brutal force that leaves Thomas barely able breathe through his nose when it's not plugged shut by some part or another. Throughout this grueling assault on every one of Thomas's senses, he feels something strange happening within him—an awakening desire for more punishment; for Ethan to take complete control over his body and mind so completely that there are no lines left uncrossed between them anymore. It's as if some dark part within himself has been unlocked by their twisted relationship, and it hungers endlessly for whatever depravity Ethan can dish out next—a realization both horrifying yet exhilarating in its intensity. The room, filled with onlookers who had gathered to witness their perverse spectacle, blurs as Ethan's own animalistic instincts take over. His cock feels harder than ever before; never has he possessed a boy this completely. In the midst of their intense sexual encounter and drug-induced state, neither Ethan nor Thomas appear to notice a man stepping forward, someone who soon would turn out to be an old acquaintance of Thomas's. This hunky man—with chiseled abs and a rock hard, veiny cock that stands out prominently from the crowd—is none other than Johnny. He has known Thomas years ago when they were sex buddies but lost touch after a while; now he can't believe what has become of his once innocent friend as he watches in horror—and lust—from the sidelines. Johnny approaches Thomas, who looks at him with pleading eyes begging for release from this torture, but also acknowledging that he deserves every ounce of punishment being doled out by Ethan because it's exactly what he wants. To be owned by someone so completely devoid of morals and human decency. Releasing Thomas was far from Johnny's intention; he still felt resentful for the way their relationship ended abruptly due to his own insecurities about getting caught indulging in such [banned word] activities. As he watched Ethan using Thomas like a piece of meat without any regard for his wellbeing or comfort, it only fueled Johnny's desire to join in on the fun and claim some ownership over this broken boy himself. He jerks his cock vigorously, planning on joining Ethan in the abuse as soon as possible. His shaft throbs with excitement while he places a shard of Tina onto its tip before pulling out the plug still lodged deep inside; eager to feel the rush of plunging his hardness deep inside Thomas's unguarded ass again—a reminder of all they once shared together that could have been if only one had acted upon their true desires instead of hiding them away in shame. "Isn't this wonderful, my little cumdump? You can see how many people want a piece of you," Ethan chuckles evilly as he continues to pound into Thomas's willing mouth, pushing Johnny deeper into the boy with every stroke. As the orgy room becomes even more chaotic than before, with other attendees joining in on the fun, men from all walks of life take advantage of Thomas's vulnerability and willingness to submit. The air is filled with moans and grunts, punctuated by gasps for breath as cocks slide in and out of various holes while hands grope and fondle any bit of flesh that can be reached. Ethan grabs ahold of Johnny's hips and directs him to fuck Thomas harder—pushing them both towards the brink faster than ever before possible. Their eyes meet through their shared pleasure; two souls connected by their mutual love for destruction and debauchery. And as they reach their peak together—Johnny filling Thomas with his seed while Ethan empties himself deep into his mouth—they know that nothing else could ever compare to this moment of pure, unadulterated ecstasy borne out of depravity. The three men collapse in exhaustion onto the grimy mattress together; their chests heaving from exertion while they catch their breath and await whatever new depraved acts the orgy room may have in store for them next. As they lie there, Thomas starts coming to his senses, only then realizing who Johnny really was. With that, he speaks "Johnny" weakly, his voice barely audible above the din of the ongoing orgy. The hunky man looks down to him with a mix of confusion and curiosity in his eyes before replying softly. “So it is really you!” Johnny asks hesitantly, struggling to reconcile the boy he once knew with this broken shell of a person lying before him. Thomas nods weakly in response but doesn't say anything more as Ethan's cock begins twitching again, resting against his cheek; ready for round two at any moment if either man was so inclined. Johnny takes a step closer, studying their intertwined forms with a mix of excitement and curiosity. "I can hardly recognize you like this, Thomas... you used to hold back so much." His voice is thick with emotion as he grapples with the reality of Thomas's current state; reduced to nothing more than a slave for Ethan's pleasure. "Is it... Is it really what you wanted?" Thomas finally manages to whisper, his eyes darting between Johnny and Ethan. A nervous tremor runs through his body at the thought that his old friend may judge him or disapprove of his actions. Johnny hesitates for a moment before nodding gently. "I wish I had been the one to put you through this kind of transformation, Thomas," he admits with a sigh. "But this guy... he's good at what he does, he did what I could’t: break you.” Thomas glances up at Johnny in surprise, relief washing over his features at the understanding in his friend's voice. But as their eyes meet again, a sudden chill runs down Thomas's spine: The consequences of having an old friend witness their actions are about to become all too real for both him and Ethan.

A day ago.... Back at the bar Aaron and Daddy Brian started to drink and talk. Brain moved his chair closer to Aaron. "So how long have you been in nursing school", Brian asked "About 6 months just like Jeff", he said nervously sipping his drink "Relax, i don't bite. I like to make others feel good", Brian said smiling "You do, you mean like Jeff", he asked "Yes. I make him feel very good, He loves what i do to him", Brian said as a matter of fact "Like pozzing him", Aaron asked "Yes like pozzing him. He was unsure but in the end he wanted it. He actually begged me for it. And now he is happy", Brian said Brian went on to explain how it freed Jeff to have sex bareback with anyone and to take in all the pleasure in the moment. To truly explore his body, and know his body and get great pleasure from it. And that he was born to be a cumdump whore. Brian could see Aaron listening intently. Brian reached over under the table and put his hand on his leg. Aaron jumped a bit and then calmed dawn. Brian's hand was large and warm and was caressing his leg. Aaron blushed a bit. "He begged for it? Really? Why would he?", Aaron asked "Because he wanted to be free. To have sex bare and not worry anymore. But the main reason why is he begged for it was to give himself to me. To have me own him, to mark him with my dna. He wanted to give himself, his body and soul to me. That is how intimate it is to take someones POZ load knowingly", Brian explained He could see Aaron aroused and his mind wandering. "I cant believe anyone would want to get HIV. I know i dont", Aaron said Brain moved his hand up to place it near Aaron's cock. It was hard and bulging thru this scrubs. "You sure you dont want it? Something tells me different", Brian said and grabbed Aaron's rock hard cock Aaron let out a light moan and partially closed his eyes. "Yes I think someone really wants it. To get fucked bare and give himself to me. To take my strain in him and get marked forever. To get pregnant", Brian said As he was talking he felt Aaron's cock pulse. "No, i dont, its just been a while and i am horny and your kind of hot", Aaron said defensively. "Its ok if you want to. Even Jeff fought it for a long time but when he gave in he was so happy. You saw how happy he was to leave with Will who also is Poz", Brain said now stroking Aaron's cock under the table. He felt a wet spot on his hand as he knew Aaron was leaking. Aaron was so aroused and his head was spinning. How could he be so aroused and horny with the thought of taking a poz load. "HI Aaron", said another you guys around AArons age. "Oh hi Bart. How are you?", Aaron said "I am doing good. You finished with classes today", Bart asked "Yes just grabbing a drink with a friend. Brian introduced himself and they shook. Bart could see Brian's other hand on Aarons leg. "Yeah i see. Well some of us are going to the bar down the road and wanted to see if you wanted to join us but looks like you are having fun here. " he said smiling. "Oh no not at all. Actually i will join you and be there in a bit", Aaron said Bart look puzzled and said ok meet you there. Aaron stood up and put money on the table. "Thank you Brian for talking with me but i really need to go", Aaron said "Need to or want to", Brian said raising his hand that was on Aarons cock and showing how wet it was with precum. "I need to. I better go", Aaron said "Well have a good time." Brian said and put his fingers wet with Aaron's precum to his mouth and sucked them clean. "Yummm. Too bad we could have had a lot more fun tonight", Brian said Aaron looked at him with lust and said goodbye and walked away.

Checking in with some positive news. I started epclusa (sofosbuvir/velpatasvir) treatment a month ago and at my first viral load test at the month mark and I'm already undetectable. My liver enzymes are also down to normal. This is all very impressive because my VL was in the high millions/ml and the liver enzymes (AST and ALT) on the 1000s, (now <40). This stuff works and even didn't get side effects from it. Need to keep taking pills for 2 months and then 3 months later the official viral load test to confirm the cure. As far as pricing goes even when my specialty pharmacy was quoting me 7k a month, it was $0 at checkout so I will not complain about that! (I think they autoapplied the gilead coupon). Will update later on..

I was 17 just out of high school. I was working at a theater doing Broadway shows. The needed another girl for the show Cabaret. I was 5'7" 125 lbs. So I became a KitKat girl. Dressed in corset, garter belt, fishnets, heels. A male actor loved it. 2 nights later he took me in both of my holes, breeding me for the first time. During the next six months i became his sub. He feminized me, I had to dress up every night after work and every night I took his loads. I love every minute being is little sub gurly cumdumpster.

Love reviving and giving. Extra points if the guy sits on my face whilst rimming. Even more if he has a big arse. I used to do it a lot with my ex, rim his hole until sloppy then tease it with my cock. Repeat until my head fit inside him then lube up my cock with spit and fuck his brains out.

Studies have repeatedly shown that men who ejaculate at least once a day have a vastly reduced risk of prostrate cancer. A daily wank is good both physically and mentally.

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We lay in bed for a while and fell asleep. We woke up at about 8p and played around in bed for a while. He kept pulling on my nips to make them more sensitive and bigger. They were all puffy now and the size of a ear bud what was huge compare to the less then pea size they were before. We decided to go to dinner at this gay dive bar. Brian said they had good burgers and maybe some action. We cleaned up. I got dressed in tight jeans short shorts, pink lace thong and a tight tank top shirt that had string like shoulder hangs. My swollen fat nipples showed easily thru the thin shirt. The cock cage did make my bulge show more too. We arrived and sat at the bar. The place was half crowded filled with Daddy bear and leather types along with some younger twinks who chased them. "Hi Brian, he your boy", the bartender said as his eyes pierced me looking over me "Yes he is not sure if he will work out", Brian said smiling and grabbing my thigh with his hand. "Would luv to give him a try", the bartender said hungrily "One day. Can we order two burger specials and two beers), Daddy said "Sure thing", as the bartender kept looking at me with his hungry eyes The burgers arrived and we began to eat as we were both starved. "Hi Brian long time no see", said a tall burly bear Daddy who walked up to us at the bar Brian said hello introduced me. His name was Raymond and was a regular at the bar. He was looking me over with his eyes. "Nice to meet you. You are fine. Me and Brian have shared a lot of things together", he said and put his hand on my lower back rubbing it. "Maybe you and i will get to know each other real well", he said as he slid his hand down the back of my shorts under my panties. "Hmmm i like lace", he said as he pushed his hand down further and essentially lifted me up and stuck his middle finger just in my hole. " "Ughhh", i moaned with burger still in my mouth and my eyes open looking at Brian Brian just looked back and ate his burger like nothing was happening Raymond looking at Brian's non reaction as permission to do more he leaned in towards me and drove his finger deeper into me hitting my gspot. My eyes closed a bit and i let out a soft moan. "Ohhh yeah your a little pussy whore aren't you . Look at you panting already and Ive only got one finger in you. You'll be begging for my cock wont you", he whispered in my ear and then grabbed on of my nipples and massaged it. "Ohhhhhh", i arched my back and moaned. He grabbed my hand and placed it on his bulge. It was a nice thick cock. "Why dont we go in the back and i cant give you what you want", he said I was weak right now. He was massaging my gspot for a while along with my nipples and my pussy was so wet i wanted to him to fuck my mancunt right now. "Not right now Raymond, maybe later", Brian said as he looked at me "Ok I cant wait and neither can your boy", he said as he massaged my prostate one more time. He withdrew his finger from my ass and raised it to my mouth and told me to clean it. I looked at Brian and he nodded. I licked it clean and sucked on it like a cock. "Ohhh boy you are a real whore", Raymond said Raymond finally walked away and I looked at Brian. "You did good", Brian said and leaned over and gave me a kiss on my cheek After we finished eating we had a shot of tequila and went to the backroom. It was dark with little lighting. There was some play going with guys making out but no full on sex. Daddy had to use the bathroom and we both went in and took a leak at the urinal. There was some action in the last stall. We opened the door and there was this younger twink maybe 20 bent over the toilet taking some bears cock. The guy just finished and pulled out after cumming in him. The boy turned around cleaned his cock and looked at Brian. "Please fuck me", he said Daddy unzipped his jeans and pulled out his huge cock. The boy gasped at the size and started sucking him off. "Get him prepared", Daddy ordered me I went behind him and started to eat out his ass which was well lubed with cum. I then inserted 1, 2 and 3 fingers in him then 4 to open him up. When I stuck in the fourth he groaned in pain. I though wait till Daddy fucks you. After about 5 minutes of playing Daddy turned him around and started to enter him. The boy let out a groan in pain. Slowly Daddy forced his cock in this boy who wanted to scream but couldnt. The look on his face was pure pain. More guys started to come into the bathroom. One pulled out his cock and grabbed me to suck on it. It was a nice 7 inch cock. I sucked it it good. Another guy came around me lifted me up and pull down my shorts and panties and started to eat my hole. I pushed my ass back and moaned. Another guy tried to suck me off but realized i had a cage on so instead sucked on my balls. They were so sensitive with the stretchers i just moaned loudly as it felt so good. Daddy was now pounding the twink and he was moaning like a slut. "Fuck me Daddy please fuck me good.", he moaned. "You want my charged load bitch", he said "Yes please poz me", the twink said "UGggggghhhhh", Daddy moaned as he shot his hot poz cum into the twink. Daddy kept grinding into him as the boy let out a huge moan and shot his load all over the toilet. The guy eating my ass then got up and pulled out his cock and was bout to fuck me when Daddy yelled", No stop. No fucking him. He is only here to suck cock and eat ass" I looked sad as i was so horny i needed cock in me real bad. Daddy pulled up his pants and told me to finish them off with my mouth. They all obliged and sucked them off with fury and got two thick loads in my mouth and on my face. We went back to the darkroom area and sat down and ordered more tequila shots. "I dont want anyone else to cum in you unitl you covert. I only want my dna to make you poz. Understand?", Daddy said "Yes". i smiled back at him understanding what he wanted and felt in a weird way that it was like our bond that only his poz cum will make me poz He leaned over and kissed me pulled off my shorts and started fingering my hole. I was so wet now and horny. I straddled him on the bench and sat on his fat cock that was now hard. I rode him hard. I wanted him so bad in me. He started to kiss my nips and neck. We started to get a crowd as guys wanking off to watching us. The twink from the bathroom got on his knees and started to suck on Daddys balls.. After about 10 minutes of me riding Daddy my legs started to give way and Daddy took me while his cock still in me put me on the bench and ram fucked me missionary. My knees were at me ears and it was uncomfortable but i didnt care. "Here it come boy", he groaned I felt his cock expand and he shot into me, i also had an orgasm and started to spasm around his cock. We both let out loud groans. A little cum oozed out of the penis plug. I felt spurts of cum shoot on me from people jacking off watching us. Daddy and I licked it all up off of my body. After grinding me for a few more minutes he finally pulled out of me and pulled a butt plug out from his pocket and stuck it in my ass. I want to keep my seed in you and let is soak in. Help you convert. I got on my knees and cleaned his cock clean then got up and we kissed and made out. We left and Daddy took me home and fucked me 2 more times and gave me 2 more charged loads through the night and plugged me up again. I hope every night is like this.

Part 3. The family reunion the next day was interesting to say the least. It was at my grandmother's house and pretty much all of the family was there. I had driven myself since I had gotten my a hotel room and met my parents and the rest of the family there. My cousin gave me the typical hey long time no see and acted very cool about the fact he had fucked the shit out of me with 3 of his other friends. For most of the reunion I couldn't help myself and kept glancing over at my cousin as he interacted with the rest of my family. Most of the day he would say passing words to me but for the most part left me alone. As the day slowly drew to a close and most of the family started to leave I shot another glance towards my cousin and this time we made eye contact and I noticed a slight grin on his face. Most of the family had left and since I had gotten a rental car I told my parents I would stay and help clean up. At some point as I was cleaning my cousin came over and in a low whisper said "come to the garage". His tone made it out to be more of an order and by the time I had turned around he was already walking away. My heart started to race thinking all kinds of thoughts. I put some dishes away and made my way to the garage. Upon opening the door I let out a small gasp and quickly entered it and closed the door behind me. My cousin was leaning against the car his dick already out of his pants through his zipper. He made eye contact to me and without saying a word just pointed to his dick. Slightly hesitating because some of the family was still in the house I didn't move at first. This obviously irritated my cousin because I heard a low growl from him. Making up my mind I walked over and knelt in front of him. "When I say come you come" he said grabbing my head with force and shoving my face on his dick. My hesitation before obviously made him mad so he was taking it out on me. He shoved his dick in my throat all the way down making me gag since I wasn't prepared. He just grabbed my head and held me there making me choke. Slowly I got my gag reflexes under control and started working his dick on my own volition instead of having him force me. This brought a sigh to my cousins lips and he finally released my head. I looked up into his bright blue eyes as I worked mu tongue on his shaft. Licking up and down all while keeping my lips on his dick. His beautiful man musk permeated my nostrils as I breathed through them so I could keep swallowing his dick. My cousin reached into his pocket and pulled a cigarette our and lit it. "Fuck yeah work that dick" he muttered as he drew on his cigarette. I brought my hand up and started playing with his balls all while sucking him. Suddenly I heard the door behind me open and I stopped in panic. One or my uncles had come into the garage to throw some trash away and he stopped in his tracks. He just stared at us, me with my cousins dick in my mouth. My cousin looks back and just says "hey uncle David" I move to get up but just cousin just grabs my head keeping me in place. Terror runs through me thinking oh shit my uncle is going to tell everyone. But to my surprise my uncle doesn't go back inside and just walks up to us throwing the garbage bag aside. Even more surprising I see that he had actually pulled his dick out of his pants and is starting to stroke it. Then I hear my cousin say " suck uncle David's dick I told him you were amazing and he wants to try it. Aunt Cindy hasn't sucked his dick in ages" I'm still shocked at what's developing but then it dawns on me. My cousin had already told my uncle and had probably told him to come to the garage as well. I turn my head towards my uncle who has a slight beer gut but am greeted with a nice 6 inch mushroom dick to my face. "Your cousin told me how great of a cock sucker you are and I just had to feel for myself. " still not believing what's going on I on auto pilot turn my attention to his dick and swallow it. He let's out a small gasp and a wow as I swallow his dick down to its base. "Holy shit its been so long" he says and I can tell because his dick is oozing precum already. I'm licking and sucking away when I hear my cousin move and starts rearranging the work bench in the garage. "Lay down on here" he orders and I stop sucking my uncles cock and move over. I lay on my back on the bench and my cousin practically rips my pants off. "Lean your head back and suck uncle David's dick again I want some of that pussy again" my uncle comes over and puts his dick back in my mouth as my cousin lifts my legs. He spits in his hand and rubbs his dick before lining it up on my hole. "You really going to fuck him?" My uncle asks and as a response my cousin shoves his dick in me. I gasp with my uncles dick in mouth as I feel my cousins large dick force its way into me. I do my best to relax but it still hurts. My cousin just grunts and pushes harder. Tears enter my eyes as I try to endure the pain all the while my uncles dick is still in my mouth. My cousin starts a rhythmic thrusting making my uncles dick slide in and out of my mouth. Slowly my ass relaxes and I feel more pleasure then pain and start to moan. All the while my uncles dick is rock hard obviously turned in seeing my cousin fuck me. "Fuck uncle David this pussy is tight you need to feel it" my cousin says Jack hammering away. I can barely see my uncles face and can see indecision written all over it. I cam tell dick sucking is one thing but actually fucking his nephew is another. But seeing how much my cousin is enjoying my ass making low growls he finally makes up his mind. He pulls his dick from my mouth and walks around. My cousin is still jack hammering my ass. Pulling all the way out and shvoing back in. Now with my mouth free of my uncles dick I start to let out some moans. My cousin covers my mouth "shut up can't have the family hear you" with his hand on my mouth I feel his big dick hitting all my spots. I try not to make noise but small moans still escape. My uncle is jacking his cock watching my cousin fuck me. With one last hard thrust in I then feel my cousins body shake and feel the familiar pulsing and warmth as he shoots inside me. Finally pulling out he offers my gaping hole to my uncle "go for it feels damn good" my uncle comes around but unlike my cousin doesn't just shove his dick in. He taps it on my hole and slides it on it. I feel his big mushroom head slowly position in my hole and then he enters me. I gasp as his big head slowly pushes in feeling amazing. He let's out a sigh as he pushs all the ball deep. "Fuck it's so warm and tight" he mutters as he does slow strokes in and out of me. My cousin has made his way to my head and shoves his semi hard dick in my mouth. "Clean it off and keep quite" he says. I lick and swallow his dick tasting myself and his leftover cum. My uncle is sliding in and out of me nice and smooth with squishing sounds obviously from my cousins cum. He didn't last long having not had sex for a long time and he feel his mushroom head grow as he suddenly shoots multiple times in me with gasp. After pulling out I can tell he has the post cum regrets as he doesn't say a word zips up and leaves the garage. My cousin just laughs as he pulls his dick out of my mouth and also zips up. He walks inside leaving me on the bench still reeling from what happened. Two of my relatives have now fucked me.

Last Sunday night I was with a bottom friend of mine, but as dawn came up I had the urge to get bred. I went online, clear what I was looking for, and a guy under half my age messaged me on grindr. His approach was "Hi Ass pics". I sent three pics and he sent a photo back revealing his slim figure and dark cock (half-latino). "Wana come over". Silly question! Then he sent his location and wrote, "Make sure ur ass is douched and ready for me to breed". I was going to walk there as it was close to the city centre in Birmingham, but was getting unsure of my directions so called an Uber. This was not without complications as the driver headed off in another direction. Seems I had mistyped where I was going. We re-touted and I ended up in a smart street. I found his flat, very nice too, and he took me straight into the bedroom. He was a stunning guy and I checked his age again as he seemed so young looking. Perfect young body in great shape. He knew exactly what he was doing. Got me to kneel down in front and suck him. His hand went down my back towards his target. He repositioned me on the floor and got behind me. Some lube was fingered into my very welcoming hole. Then pushed in. Was a bit sore so he quickly got be lying on his bed on my side and he stood at the side of the bed and penetrated me. Felt so fucking good at that angle. He fucked hard and my hole opened up with each thrust. I was then ordered by this very self-confident young guy to lie on my stomach, which I did without his pulling out his hard cock. He then lay on me and fucked like a rabbit, grinding his groin into me, backwards and forwards. Several times I felt as if he was ejaculating as his cock pulsated deep inside, but he kept going. Then there were some strong thrusts as he shot his last seed in me. He lay on top for a short time as his cum swam around in me, then pulled out. I pulled up my shorts, got my trainers on and left. He needed to cum, and I needed bred. We achieved our goals. I walked off back to my Travelodge with my arse wet and filled. As I walked through the quiet streets of Birmingham, I enjoyed the sensation of the cum around my entrance. Life was great. This is one of the photos I sent the young guy...