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Sorry that it´s taking a little longer these days, but no worries, I´ll do some more chapters! 😜😈 Chapter 15 Before I could say anything, Jamal hit the pipe again and shotgunned me. His warm, wet lips on mine, his tongue in my mouth, the smoke in my lungs and his hands one me… fuck, how many times I had thought about this during the last week, desperately wanting to jack off to the fantasy and then looking forward to today even more. When Jamal pulled away and told me to breathe out, I realized that I had been holding the smoke for quite a while and already felt its effect on my brain. The next two shotguns made the feelings awaken all over my body and when Jamal coached me through my next his alone, he made me hold it in with his hand over my face and I loved it. I was deep in his fangs again. And I was willing to go deeper still. When I exhaled, a large cloud surrounded us and Jamal told me, how hot it looked, seeing me like this. My skin was tingling already and I just nodded, before I threw myself at him, touching his muscular chest, sucking his nippels and one hand wandering down towards the obscene bulge in his shorts. Yes, he had me, but I was now a willing participant and I wanted to show some initiative. “Ohh fuck baby! Seems like cage and pipe wear away your defenses quite well, hm? Didn´t think you would be such an eager slut already, but I´m not complaining… Ouch!” he suddenly shouted, because I had bitten down a little on his nipple. He immediately grabbed me by my hair, lightly slapped me with his free hand and stared into my eyes. “I like a bitch that is eager and takes his role willingly. But you will never again do something you´re not sure I will like, or I will make you miserable during our sessions. Did you understand me?!” I was in shock and in a little pain and quickly nodded, realizing I had been carried a little away in my newfound enthusiasm and boldness. Well, so much about that… But I had little time to think, because Jamal quickly pulled down his trousers and pushed my head towards hic cock, against my quickly opening lips and halfway down my throat. I was gagging, surprised by his fast moves. “You will do as I want, Jake. And no complaining for a little roughness, when you just clearly overstepped your boundaries, okay? Otherwise Ill have to really punish you. And we wouldn´t want that… Or do we?” He added, pushing me down even further. I tried to answer, but I couldn´t, because he was already blocking my airway. So I tried to shake my head, but was barely able to, with his grip on me. “I asked you a question!” he said. I struggled a bit, but then let loose and concentrated on making his cock feel good. I had wanted to do this all week, after all. That’s when Jamal pulled me up again and I could finally say: “No, I will…” I gulped, taking another breath. “I will do as you say and don´t want to be punished. Please.” I meekly added. I wasn´t sure what punishment would involve, but probably pain. And I might not have the chance to play with his cock after this, enjoy this beautiful man´s body and… and that frightened me. “Please let me show you.” I stated, looking into his eyes. He started grinning again, laid back and I started my deed on his cock. Jamal let me deepthroat him for a while and really worship his cock and balls, all while I was on my knees. At some point, he stripped me down to my jock and started playing with my ass, fingering me with some lube. I loved this position, hearing the porn play behind me and servicing his beautiful cock. But then he pulled me up and positioned me on the sofa on my back, pishing my legs up over his shoulders in one motion. “Ehrm”, I started, unsure “I don´t know if I´m relaxed enough yet and…” “Shut up Jakey.” He answered. Not aggressively, just clear. “You have been waiting for this all week, haven´t you? Your hole wants this cock inside and it won´t resist much. You´re made to do this and you will. Don´t struggle, relax into it and you´ll be fine. You will let me bury my cock in you, just as last time. Understood?” I looked at him with big eyes, gulped and nodded. What could I say? No? Certainly not! For… many reasons. When he saw I agreed, he pushed the poppers from the table into my hands and told me to inhale four big breaths. While I did, he heated up the pipe again. When I exhaled my last breath, he shotgunned me and made out with me. It all his me like a truck. That first his of poppers is always strong. Four, along with him on top of me, kissing me and… The pressure on my hole build and I moaned into his mouth, but after a moment, my hole gave way and I felt him sink in several inches. Fuck! Really?! “See?” he said, ginning, while slowly pushing his dick just a little out and then in again. “I told you, that your hole waited for this!” My hole obviously had, as did my head. Fantasies flooded me, but my hole still somewhat spasmed around his cock, not used to this gigantic intrusion. But popper still filled my head and I didn´t even try to answer anything coherent, so I just gave in and tried to open up for him to penetrate me further. When I came out of my poppers high, I noticed that he could fuck me deeper already. And I realized, that there had been a strange, metallic sound a few seconds ago that I couldn´t place, but that made me alert somehow. When I started to look around, I heard a voice saying: “Ohh fuck yes! Looks like you got even further this time before I could make it!” and Taron walked out of the shadowy hallway into the room.

Chicago is such a fun city. Hosted an ass up session on the mag mile and had a great time. Started with a Cute cub that’s pumped a 3 day load onto me. Next a Sexy daddy who was a [banned word] fucked me hard while we did some [banned word] talk. Then this sexy bearded man stopped by. His pits tasted be smelled Amazing. A cute Mexican wanted a complete anonymous so i put my blind fold on. Had a great cock. A sexy black guy who bred me the day before stopped by and slide his 7.5 bbc in me. Got a Married Mexican to slide in raw. The Cute cub who started the day came back to drop another load. This cock was so thick and his second load felt bigger than the first. A buddy stopped by and churned the loads up while a sexy Big bear pumped his load in me. The sexy black 7.5 asked to come back and surprised me by bringing the Big bear back. They both pumped loads in me again. Ended the night with 10 loads. What a fun night.

"Easy there, let me give you a hand," I heard G say from behind me. Two strong hands in my armpits slowly lifted me upright and just off the ground so my legs could reestablish my center of gravity. He gently set me down, my ass cheeks closing and the wetness between them hitting me as I stood there. It was beginning to get dark; my intended run having been interrupted by an amazing fuck in the middle of nature. Add that to the list of things Shawn and I had never done. We both pulled our clothes on and decided to head back down the trail. At the base of the hill I saw just a lone Jeep parked, and assumed it was G's. Correctly, it would seem, as he turned and looked that way. "Well, I guess this is where we part ways," he said. "I hope you frequent these woods often, I'd love a repeat encounter sometime if you're down." "Yeah, I've been running these trails a few weeks now. That just happened to be a new one for me," I replied. "New in a few ways, I would guess," he said with a chuckle. He extended his hand and we had that generic handshake as we turned and headed in our separate ways. He hopped in his Jeep, fired it up, and drove off slowly past me as I started the short jog back to my place. Unknown to us though, we hadn't been alone in that forest, and in the fast-growing dark shadows a pair of eyes watched as we said our goodbyes and departed. Obviously in need of some cleanup once I returned home, I stripped the minute I was back inside and headed for the shower. The warm water felt good cascading down my body, washing away the sweat and dirt, but unable to touch the large pair of loads deep inside my hole. I could feel the slickness inside me as I moved, my insides greased with his cum. I began stroking my now-fully swollen dick, while reaching around to finger my hole. Finding a good rhythm, I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feel of my cock being stroked and my ass being probed by my own finger. In no time, I was blasting a load on the shower wall. Coming down from my sexual high, I finished my shower and after toweling off threw on a simple t-shirt and pair of shorts--commando, of course. I sat down on the couch and fired up the TV. Truth be told, I couldn't remember what I watched if I tried. I was too busy replaying the events of the evening in my head, so much so I hopped on one of the apps to browse some pics, hoping to draw my mind back. I wasn't on 2 minutes before the app buzzed and I had been noticed... by a few guys. One, well, let's just say I now had a way to contact G. I chuckled as I saw he had found me on the app, so I favorited him in order to have a way to get in touch with him next time. Two were older gentlemen that just didn't move the needle for me, and a fourth was an older dude in his early 40s. He was pretty thin and lean, and a bit haggard-looking. I saw I had a message in that moment; it was from this thin dude. < Hey man, what's going on with you tonight? > >> Nothing much. Just hopped on, horned up as fuck. LOL << < Nice man, let's have some fun. I could use an ass to use. > Direct and to the point. And in my condition, probably the best approach to getting in my pants! I was in no position to think clearly. I saw he was only 2 miles away, and my sexual lust was in complete control. I sent him my location and my unit number. < Can be there in five minutes, assuming you're ready now. > >> Yeah, I'm definitely ready! Haha << Guess I was really doing this! Those five minutes had barely passed when a knock at my door had me opening it. He stood in front of me, pretty much looking like his pic, if not a bit thinner. Had I been more coherent I'd have noticed his eyes and cheeks were a bit sunken in, but I never focused in on his face. A thin and lean guy standing in front of me in my state had my dick swelling in my shorts, and my one-track mind could only focus on the sexual frenzy in which I currently existed. I invited him in, and as I turned from closing the door his head was there and I found myself in an aggressive tongue-powered kiss. His tongue was exploring my mouth as his hands were all over me. Being about three inches taller, he was perfectly positioned to touch me at all the right angles. And soon his hands were at the waste band of my shorts. His thumbs hooked inside and I felt my shorts drop around my ankles. As he came up for air, he glanced down and then back up. Our eyes locked and I thought I noticed the hint of a smirk. "You definitely seem ready," he whispered through his partial smile. And with that I headed to the bedroom with him right behind me. I tore off my t-shirt and laid down on the bed on my back. I looked him over as he stripped down himself. Definitely thin, the hint of some abs, some light, rough stubble on his face, shaggy brown hair that matched in color. And as his jeans dropped I saw a cock that appeared to be 6 inches soft, cut, and with a large mushroom head. Below his cock, a pair of very large balls hung down about 2 inches. I'm not kidding when I say they were the size of golf balls. I wondered if he was one of those guys who stretched or pumped. His thin and veiny legs climbed up on my bed, bringing the rest of him closer. He came up between my legs while using his own to force mine apart, spreading and beginning to lift my ass. He bent over me and resumed giving me forceful and sloppy mouth-to-mouth. My own uncut cock was rock hard on my own partial abs, leaking pretty significantly. I could feel his growing but was simply too caught up in the making out to care. His hands slid down to my legs and began to push them back, further lifting my ass up. I felt him stretch his groin back as the trail of precum he left drew a line straight down my stomach and crotch until his cock--now thick and hard--dropped down and lodged itself in my crack, right at my hole. He began pressing and making mini thrusts, and with all his precum and the two loads inside me, his helmet quickly found itself parting my ass lips. I pressed down just slightly, hoping to push some of that internal lube toward him, but with a slightly harder thrust it provided him the opening to pop his head in, and he slowly sank the entirety of what was a 9 1/2" cock into my ass. His lips broke away from mine. "You have an amazing ass," he whispered. "It just sucked my entire cock in, and feels incredibly wet inside. Have you been fucked already?" "Yeah," I admitted, hoping that wouldn't be a turnoff for him. "Had a little fun in the woods earlier." He slowly withdrew his cock, and I thought I had ruined the fuck with that admission. But just as his head was about to pop out, he thrust back in balls-deep, and began to work up a rhythm. His mushroom head found my prostate and began stimulating me more than I thought was possible in my state. Our lips re-engaged. He had a steady rhythm, his balls slapping my ass as he picked up the speed. I imagined all that cum in my ass was getting pretty churned up, though that head on his cock was more likely acting like a plunger, pushing G's loads deep inside before the suction of his withdraws pulled them back down. He kept this up for about 30 minutes before I felt him begin shaking and his breathing through out kiss became raspy. He never stopped fucking me though and as he settled down and we continued making out his thrusting continued. In my mind, I knew he had shot his wad, and I could tell I was quite full of cum as I could feel it moving around in my bowels, trapped and moved around by his swollen member. About 15 minutes after he first came, he came again--the tell-tale signs again giving him away. Still he remained hard and continued fucking. I could tell from the way his balls smacked my ass they had shrunk a bit from his two big loads. And I believed it, since my ass was beginning to feel like I had used an enema. He lasted another 20 minutes or so before pumping his third--and about the same-sized load--deep in my ass. He collapsed on me, his rock hard cock still plugging my hole, and oozing out the bit of cum still left to drain into my ass. After about 10 minutes I felt him begin to soften and his cock slowly withdrew until his head was just inside my opening. He reached back and gave his cock a slight tug but only to start its exit. He left the tip there still plugging my hole as it slowly closed. I felt a drip of cum from his cock hit my hole and begin slowly sliding down my ass crack. He broke our kiss and smiled at me. "That was awesome, thanks man. My balls were so full!" "I could tell," I replied. "Feels like you emptied your bladder up in there!" I chuckled as I finished that statement. "I pissed before I came over, otherwise I totally would have!" he laughed back. He rolled off me and slipped off the bed, walking back to his clothes. My legs stretched out on the bed, happy to extend themselves finally. He pulled on his jeans and his crew top and slipped into his shoes. "Hit me up if you're ever down to fuck again, I'd love to drop a few loads in that ass on the regular." I got up off the bed and walked him to the door. He left with another quick kiss, and I returned--still naked--to my seat on the couch and opened the app. I added him as another favorite, and with that I went back to my bed and collapsed into a deep sleep still rock-hard, with my stomach slick and my ass full.

He turns off his head lights and waits as a car pull up next to him, the guy he was going to hook up with and give him and his friend head. I open my door and he opens his he grabs my head and pushed his dick through his basketball shorts and I can smell his foreskin and balls his cock head his swelling and I pull his shorts down and my nostrils get slimy with the guys precum. He now engorged and I open my mouth wide and slobber all over his Nob. I feel his buddy’s hand slide down my pants and start finger me. He finds out I’m so wet with cum because I was fucked at school in the gym and I made me so horny I needed more. He pulls down my pants and turns me around I start sucking his cockmwhichnwas already poking out of his zipper and I feel a wet cock head stretching my cunt. I moan and his buddy just thrusts his cock further down my thoart I gag and cock on all the pre cum he’s leaking out. I can feel my hole being stretched to the max as the cock pushes in the girthiest base, I can feel so much presser on my prostate. The guy fucking me starts to pinche my nipples I can’t help but cum into my hands. Then I can feel the cock inside me bury deep and start throbbing as the guy nuts in my guts giving loud grunts finishing whimpering moan. His buddy make me lube his cock with the jizz in my hands and when his buddy pulls out with a slosh. He pulls me over and fucked me missionary until he shots his nut deep inside my guts. Going to sleep full with an ass full of semen is the best feeling

About an hour ago ...bro, whose GF is outta town, called me and said he needed to be reminded what a dick feels like in his ass!

man I miss this guy. Perfect anon mounter

Hairy and stinky... fresh sweat of the day Shower in the morning and see what the day does to a man's pits and balls.. my tongue is ready

"Get in." I stared, frozen, at the twisted, sneering face of the man who just moments before had been my newfound friend and hiking partner. To my left stood the gaping maw of a rust- and moss-covered Chevy Suburban from the mid-1980s, its split tailgate opened to reveal a stained twin mattress nestled between the wheels. We were surrounded by forest with no one but the occasional squirrel or bird to witness what was happening. Seeing my hesitation, he repeated himself. "Get the fuck in. Now. Or you'll regret it." I took it as a threat, and I knew he had the power to make good on it. I'm a big guy, but at six-foot-eight and more than 370 pounds, Dan absolutely dwarfed me. Never mind the six other guys who had materialized, seemingly out of nowhere, as we approached the most secluded section of trail. Together, they had forced me into the brush. I estimated we had walked nearly two miles before entering this small clearing. How a Suburban came to be abandoned in such a remote spot, I cannot surmise. And even if I were so inclined, I had more important matters to occupy my thoughts. "Help him out, boys." Two of the men grabbed me from behind, each holding me by an arm as a third untied my hiking boots. I struggled, but he managed to get them both off my feet. He heaved them with all his might, each in a different direction, deep into the bushes. I felt the cold and wet seep through my heavy wool socks as my feet touched the ground. "This is what you wanted, isn't it?" Dan asked me, the sneer still on his face. He lifted his shirt and pulled down the front of his pants to reveal a biohazard tattoo on his abdomen, just above and to the left of his pubic area. I had met Dan on a website for guys who enjoyed bareback sex, where there was a subset of guys who were, or desired to become, HIV positive. Our conversation had quickly skewed to poz and bug-chasing talk, which has become an area of deeper and deeper interest for me over the past several years. Over the course of our conversation, we had discovered that we had other things in common, too, and eventually decided to meet and go for a hike to see if we might hit it off sexually. But he had not disclosed to me that he was positive - in fact, his online profile clearly said 'Negative, on PrEP' - so when we connected at the trailhead, I thought I was meeting a fellow chaser. The sight of the biohazard symbol both frightened and aroused me. As a bottom whose motto has been 'raw is law' for more than ten years (and whose online profiles all say 'Negative, on PrEP' even though I've never been on PrEP a day in my life), I was finally embracing the idea that it would eventually happen. I had always thought it would be on my terms - anonymously during one of my monthly cum dump sessions, for example - but it now appeared that it would happen on Dan's terms instead. The guys holding me were insanely strong, keeping me immobilized despite my constant attempts to free myself. After my boots were off, my pants were roughly torn from my legs, pulling off one of my socks as they came off. The guy undressing me threw them over his shoulder, into the wet grass. Then he reached for my underwear. "Well, what do we have here!" he exclaimed. "Seems someone is a little turned on!" I couldn't hide the fact that Dan's tattoo had awakened a primal urge within me. My cock had stiffened, standing at half-mast through my briefs. "Let him go," Dan instructed the two guys holding me. They relaxed their grips. "Take your underwear off," he said to me. I hesitated again. "Do it." Slowly, I peeled my briefs down my legs, finally kicking them off in the same direction as my pants. The mountain air was cold on my exposed skin, and I felt my hard-on begin to soften. "Now get in the truck. On the mattress, on your stomach." I looked around at the other guys, and saw that they were all undressing. "What is this, some sort of gang bang?" I finally found my voice and addressed Dan. "Something like that," he said with a grin. "You told me you're chasing the bug, well now the bug has caught you. Come on, get in. It's time for us to change your life." My heart was in my throat at the prospect of what was about to happen, but slowly I turned and climbed into the back of the Suburban. The mattress smelled old and musty, and I realized the spots all over it were cum stains. No telling how many other men left their negative lives behind in the back of that truck. I lay down on my stomach as instructed, crossing my hands beneath my cheek to keep my face off the nasty mattress. Immediately, I felt the truck squat on its suspension as one of the guys climbed in behind me. He roughly pushed my legs apart and then climbed on top of me. "We don't use lube, by the way," Dan called from outside. "But once you have a load or two inside you, no one's gonna need it anyway." I was grateful in that moment that I had been bottoming for as long as I had. My sphincter was naturally inclined to open for a hard cock, and I hadn't needed more than a little spit for years. The guy on my back spit on his hand, and his sleeve brushed my ass cheek as he wet his cock and lined it up with my hole. In a complete turnaround from just a few minutes before, I found myself breathless with anticipation. I felt the tip of his cock against my hole, and I opened easily as he pushed his way inside. "Holy fuck!" he yelled back to the others. "This is one fine ass. You guys are all gonna love it!" He was balls-deep, and just to show him what kind of a ride he was in for, I squeezed my sphincter around his shaft. "Ooo, you're gonna make me cum quick," he said. "I guess you want this dirty load, huh?" I gave in. I nodded and replied, "Yes." "Fuck yeah," he said, as squeezed my shoulders and began rocking his hips. His shaft slid in and out of me without effort, and within just a few minutes he was panting in my ear. "You want this poz load?" he asked gruffly. "Give it to me," I grunted in response. It was only after the words had left my mouth that I recognized a plaintive tone in my voice. I really wanted his toxic load. As I squeezed tightly around his cock and felt it spasming as he came inside me, I was already hungry for the next cock. At last, finished, he slid off me and climbed out of the truck. I felt the cold air on my ass again, but only for a moment. With a squeak of the old leaf springs, the next guy climbed in and on top of me to deposit his load. This cock was thicker than the first, and my hole felt full as he slid inside me to the hilt. He rocked his hips just as the first guy had, holding on to my shoulders as he worked his toxic load out of his balls. "If his didn't take, mine sure will," he grunted in my ear. "My viral load is over 750,000." "Fuuuuuuck," I moaned. "Give it to me, please!" "Here it comes," he growled, and once again I felt the telltale spasms that told me he was unloading. "Holy fuck!" he cried as he climbed off of me. "That is one amazing hole!" "My turn," I heard another voice say. In no time a third cock was inside me. This one wasn't as thick, but it was long and it hit my prostate just right. I could feel the pre-cum leaking from my own cock as he thrust deep over and over until he, too, filled my guts. And so it went, with one guy replaced by the next until I had six loads of toxic cum mixing deep inside me. I no longer felt cold; the chill had been replaced by a warm glow of excitement at the prospect of finally converting. "Saved the best for last," Dan said with a chuckle from outside the truck. The suspension sagged as he climbed in and positioned himself on top of me. "I hope they got you stretched out for me," he said as he positioned his cock. He dropped his hips onto my ass, letting his weight drive his cock deep into my hole. He was huge! My sphincter burned as it was stretched well beyond its normal tolerance. My hands instinctively reached out, grabbing the edges of that filthy mattress as I grunted and breathed deeply, trying to ease the pain. And he wasn't just thick. He kept forcing his way inside me, to the point where I thought he would never stop. He pushed past my prostate and all the way to my second sphincter. Not satisfied with stopping there, he kept going, forcing that hole open, too. At last I felt his balls against mine. "Take a second to acclimate," he said. "You're in for a real fucking now." He remained still for a few moments, letting me adjust to his length and girth. Just as I began to relax, he slid his cock ever so slightly out of me, then back in, easing me into what was sure to be a pounding. And I was right. Each stroke was just a little longer than the last, until he had nearly completely withdrawn his cock before slamming it balls-deep once more. The pre-cum flowed freely from my cock, soaking the mattress beneath me as he drove that massive rod of meat into me over and over and over. "Holy fuck!" I heard one of the other guys exclaim from outside, "Look at the cum running out of him!" I could feel the other loads dripping down my balls and onto the mattress to mix with my pre-cum. "Get some pics, boys," he shouted. "I'm gonna want to remember this hole!" The pounding went on and on, much longer than any of the others had been. He seemed to be in no hurry to unload. I heard the clicks of cellphone cameras as Dan's friends took photos, evidence of my defilement. What they would do with them, I had no idea. Just when I thought I couldn't take any more, Dan growled in my ear. "Get ready, here comes my toxic load." "Oh, fuck!" The words sprang involuntarily from my mouth. "Poz me!" "Fuckin' right," he grunted. "Take it all." With that he drove his cock balls-deep once more and lay still. My sphincter was ruined, and I had no way of squeezing my hole around that massive slab of meat, but I could feel the telltale pulses of his urethra pumping that creamy toxic load deep into my guts. He let out a howl, deep loud and primal. "Yeah!" I heard several voices shout in unison. "I gotta say, guys, you were right," Dan said to them as he slowly slid his cock from my destroyed hole. "That was one for the books." I lay there in a fog, my face planted in that dirty, foul mattress, trying to recover my wits as well as my breath. After a few moments, I realized that I still had the edge of the mattress in a death grip. I relaxed my hand and slowly turned around. The clearing was empty. They were gone. The seven of them had used me and then disappeared. I had no idea where I was, nor did I know where my boots were! I carefully slid out of the Suburban, the cold, wet grass greeting my feet. I collected my sock, then my underwear and pants, gingerly sliding them on. My ass was still on fire, and as I pulled on my pants I felt cum dribble into my underwear. It took me nearly a half-hour to find my boots, and I knew that by the time I did Dan and his friends would be long gone. In looking for my boots, I had found a trampled spot of grass where they had exited the clearing - and presumably, where we had entered it. I stepped into the woods and followed what I hoped was the path we had taken from the trail. Thankfully, less than an hour later I was back on the trail and headed back to my car. My ass hurt with every step. As I stepped out into the parking area at the trailhead, I saw that Dan's car was gone. The light was fading - had I taken much longer to get out of there, I might have had to spend the night in the woods. I got into my car and a sharp pain hit me as my ass touched the seat. No matter. I was safe, and eager to get home. I spent much of the evening in a hot bath, soaking my poor wrecked asshole and trying to digest the events of the day. I felt oddly calm, given what Dan and his friends had done to me. The more I thought about it, the more I understood that Dan was, in his way, trying to give me what I had told him I wanted. Or rather, what I wanted. Logging onto the bareback site after toweling off, I found a message waiting for me from Dan. It included a very hot picture of his massive cock impaling my hole, a stream of creamy white cum trailing down my balls and onto the mattress. "No hard feelings, I hope," it began. "I've learned from experience that guys like you just need that last push into the life they dream about. My friends and I help make that happen. I wish you well. Now you can be happy. I'd love to hear when you find out your chasing days are over." Just over two weeks later, I fell ill with a nasty flu that passed in just a few days. I promptly made an appointment with my doctor. I see him tomorrow; within a week or so, I should know if I'm embarking on that new life. Wish me luck!

Me currently living in asia Not much of a chance to meet other race as i am not living in central city. So, one black guy texted me on grinder for hookup. He was not really in shape tho, but i was tired of being too demanding. When i saw him i was shocked as he had a thick dick as size of my wrist. Honestly you would hardly see that kind of girth in asia. The whole sex was awesome, i did 'shiofuki' all over his bed. I know it could be nasty be i can't help it, he just hit that stop. I told him to stop but he just fucked me while enjoying the scene. I was damn embarrassed, and tried to hide my face but he hold my both hand just so he can see me. After we were finished i could sense that my ass won't shut for days. While leaving i got his chat id and promised to meet him next week. I just can't wait man and i can't stop smiling ever since.

Why I didn’t get married. I was a high school nerd. If my nose wasn’t buried in books I was practicing in the band room. I even played the nerdiest instrument, bassoon. In public school sex ed the pictures were so bizarre to me that I thought women got pregnant by their nipples touching men’s nipples. I was so amazed to learn the real deal in high school sex ed that I got 100%. I remained a nerd through university rarely leaving my study carrel in the library. It was beyond amazing that I became engaged during my third year. We were both nerds. Although we engaged in heavy petting until I came, we had never ‘done the deed.’ I went to Tip Top Tailer’s to buy my wedding suite. No rental for me. She was making her simple gown from scratch. The sales attendant was a handsome, tall, slim Italian. His Mediterranean tanned olive skin looked amazing against the white starched collar of his dress shirt, and I have always loved paisley neck ties. His dress slacks were cut to emphasize his gorgeous bubble butt. He had a winning smile and chatted casually with me for a few minutes to learn what I was there for and my thoughts about my image of the perfect wedding suite. He was in no rush as we were the only two in the store. Then he said, “I’m Leo, we went to high school together.” I couldn’t place him, but he continued to smile so I guessed I hadn’t offended him. Together we picked out a smart navy-blue double-breasted suit jacket with matching dress slacks, white shirt and a red, white and blue angle stripped tie. He assured me the jacket fit perfectly right off the rack; but, the slacks would need taking in to fit correctly on my very slim frame. He’d also need to measure leg length for a cuffed finish. I was shown into the changing booth and instructed to put on the trousers and shirt. When I was ready, I stepped from behind the curtain. Leo had removed his necktie and undone the top three buttons of his shirt. I now had a great view of his smooth muscular chest and one of his dark perky nipples. He stood behind me and almost hugged me as he measured the circumference of my waist. I began to worry when he measured my hips that he would notice I was chubbing up. By the time he crouched in front of me to measure my inseam I was at full mast. I’m a grower which gets to a sizable appendage and even contained in my underwear was quite visible from his vantage point. Looking from my crotch up to my face he proclaimed; “Well your lucky woman must enjoy riding that.” My nerd self blurted; “Oh no, we’ve never had sex … I ,,, I ,,, I’ve never had sex.” “I knew you were a book worm; I didn’t realize you were so old fashioned.” Leo laughed. I must have been beat red with embracement. I was flailing myself; ‘Why did I tell him that?’ Next thing I knew he was standing in front of me unbuttoning the rest of his shirt and pulling the shirttails out of his slacks. He then started to unbutton the shirt I was trying on. “What are you doing?” I cried. “My shirt has been tailored to fit better.” Leo said. “You are about my size and shape. I’m letting you try it on to see if you want your wedding shirt fitted.” He stepped behind me, helped me the rest of the way out of my shirt before helping me into his. Huggin me from behind he fastened the buttons, loosened my pants, and tucked in the shirt tails. He made it seem like an accident, but his fingers brushed over my erection. No guy had ever touch me like that before, I was afraid I’d cream instantly. His face was now so close to my ear I could feel the warmth of his breath. “Mmmm, you smell great. Your Colone suits you.” He was almost whispering. “Um … um … no Colone … must be my …‘Timberwolf’ deodorant.” I stammered. “Nice!” he nibbled my ear lobe. He must have only then remembered where we were, pulling me into the changing stall being, sure to close the curtain. Still hugging me from behind fingers from his hand stroked through my chest hair. “How do you like the fit?” His voice couldn’t have been more seductive. “The fit?” I stuttered. “Oh, yea, the shirt. It feels amazing.” “So do you.” He continued to play with my chest hair as his other hand returned to unbuttoning the shirt and pulling out the shirttails. I was soon shirtless with his bare torso pressed against my skin. I couldn’t remember a time I had felt so good and so safe. I looked down to see his masculine arms wrapped around my hairy slim belly. I felt as if I was melting into his skin. Then one of his hands started opening my pants, lowering my fly. “What are you doing?” I once again cried. “Getting you out of these clothes so I can suck your cock. You ever have your cock sucked before?” His seductive voice pressed against my ear, “Um … awe … no …. never.” He was now crouched in front of me. I involuntarily stepped out of the pants as he removed them. As he started to lower my underwear my swollen uncut boner popped free and hit him under the chin. “Fuckin A!” Leo crooned. “Ready for your first?” “No?” my voice weak and hesitant. “Your ‘no’ isn’t very convincing.” He had me. “Yes?” even more hesitant. “Let me make the decision for you.” His tongue licked the precum from my piss slit. Hearing no protest from me his lips started pushing back my foreskin. He began to suck on my exposed mushroom head. My hands involuntarily moved to the back of his head. He freed his mouth and said, “I’ll take that as permission.” I could no longer tell if he was starting to devour my engorged cock or if I was pushing deeper and deeper into his skull. The warmth and wetness of his mouth and throat were intoxicating. When my hairy balls hit his chin, my orgasm exploded. Blast after blast stared shooting beyond his tonsils as if directly into his stomach. Clearly his swallow response couldn’t keep up and he began to sputter and spit as he chocked. I was like a deer caught in headlights. I froze and tensed holding his skull impaled on my ridged tool which continued to spasm. When he could take no more, he forcefully pushed my whole body away from him freeing his windpipe. When he realized hot cum was still shooting from my cock his lips encased my cock head, and the remainder of my load filled his mouth. I was finally fully spent and way too sensitive to accept his suctioning lips any longer. I pushed his head away and only then realized what I had done. “Fuck, I’m so sorry. I couldn’t help myself!” I cried. He could only respond by smiling with his whole face and happy saucer eyes gurgling “Aw love iiitt!” Point at me he continued to gurgle. “Yaw tuurnn!” “No way man. I don’t suck cock!” I protested vehemently. In response he spun me around, bent me toward the wall, spread my ass cheeks and planted his mouth on my ass hole. He proceeded to blow my cum into my hole and tonge fuck it in even deeper. I was too shocked to put up any resistance. Besides this bran new sensation was way too amazing to want it to stop. And stop way too soon it did! His mouth free to speak he proclaimed as he stood; “Don’t apologize. I loved you blasting off so soon and so deep. It’s your turn to get my load. Not in your mouth, your virgin ass! Now you’re so well lubed can I breed your ass?” His cock head was already teasing my hole. “No!” I screamed. “I’m getting married.” His left had had found my cock which was getting harder by the moment. “You may say no but your cock betrays a different story.” “Fuck Leo, what are you doing to me?” “Just giving you what you want, what you need!” he insisted. “Tell me you don’t want to feel my cock up your hairy ass.” “I don’t?” my damn nerdy hesitant voice again. “You’re not convincing me.” His damn seductive voice. “No?” why was I hesitant? His hard cock was putting more pressure on my hole and I wasn’t doing anything to stop him. “At least … wear a condom?” I was beginning to relent. “That will hurt more, I don’t think you want that.” He reasoned. I certainly didn’t want it to hurt. I tried bargaining; “Are you clean?” Surely, he wouldn’t breed me if he had an STD. “Honestly, I can’t promise I fuck around a lot.” His hand was still on my engorged cock which twitched at this statement. “Mmmm, clearly my promiscuity turns you on.” Three involuntarily twitches. “Your horney cock betrays you, my friend.” “At least promise me you’re not HIV positive.” My bargaining chips were getting weaker and as the pressure on my hole increased my resistance weakened. “Been poz for five years.” He confidently confessed. I ‘assumed’ by five years he’d be on meds and undetectable. I knew from high school sex ed that undetectable guys were the safest. Undetectable equals untransmutable. The bottom line was this had gone too far for me to resist any longer. The teasing at my virgin ass was more than I could bare. “OK, have your way with me Leo. Truth be told, if I’m going to lose my anal virginity, I want it bareback. I need it bareback. And don’t pull out. I need your cum in me.” I blurted. “Are you sure?” His damn seductive voice. “No?” my nerdy hesitant voice. “I’ll take that as a yes.” He said as his raw cock head breached my ring. I was in too much pain to argue the point “Holy shit, that hurts!” “Just breath deep, and push like you’re taking a dump.” I tried but it still hurt like hell. A small brown bottle appeared like magic under one of my nostrils. The other was pinched closed and I was instructed to breath deeply. After three inhales the bottle was moved to my other nostril and the pattern repeated. My body was flooding with warmth, my ass stopped hurting and relaxed, and I was hornier than I had ever been in my life. My heart pounded with excitement. Leo proceeded to deep fuck my virgin ass knowing the signs of utter release and surrender. One of his hands covered my mouth to try and stifle my grunts and groans each time he bottomed out inside of me. There was pain, but the pleasure far exceeded it. I didn’t want this to end, and I knew like nothing before that this was exactly what my body and soul needed. “Fuck me, Leo. Harder and deeper … own my ass, make our bodies one!” It wasn’t long until he was back quietly speaking into my ear with his now raspy voice. “You are nearing the point of no return. Are you sure you don’t want me to pull out? Sure you didn’t miss a question” “Yes! I’m sure! Breed my virgin ass!” I couldn’t feel the volley after volley after volley of his cum pumping inside of me; but, I couldn’t miss the powerful contractions of his manhood on my battered ass and tender guts. I was so proud of myself for riding this out to completion. Then I remembered we weren’t quite finished. I spun around, dropped to my knees and vacuumed his dripping cock into my mouth. I sucked it clean and when he pulled it away complaining it was too sensitive, I finally saw the stinging scorpion tattoo shrinking on the top of his poz cock.

I'm not really a fetish guy, but I do love licking the sweat off a partners balls after a fuck, regardless of whether I topped or bottomed.

Tuesday this week. Found a guy with a flat 2 mins from work. Lunch breaks are so much more fun these days! So horny knowing that I’m carrying his load back into the office!

So interesting to see that the higher percentages are at the younger age brackets. I selected the 10-12 but that’s only because there wasn’t an early age listed.

ALWAYS prefer 'gay' over the always irritating and overlong LGBTVFDSA+++++.......crap! I am not a little snowflake that needs to be coddled and even faggot or homo never bothered me and freely use those terms in mixed company. Words and P.C. never bothered me.

Perhaps you have a different understanding of what "civilization" means. Civilization, as understood by historians, sociologists, and pretty much all social science fields, refers to the development of permanent dwelling places - the establishment of a city, or (in Latin) a civitas - a group of people living together who agree to be bound by basic rules of behavior (as opposed to nomadic tribes of hunter-gatherers). Essentially the defining moment of civilization is generally held to be the introduction of agriculture - the raising of food as opposed to hunting and gathering it - which makes it possible to remain in a single place. Even then, civilizations could be (and often were) exceptionally tribal, but that doesn't mean individual tribes did not accept outsiders as members, either. It varied. I think this is a false dichotomy. There are aspects of human existence which lend themselves to hierarchy; there are aspects that lend themselves to democracy; and there are aspects that ought to be off-limits to both. The allowance of free speech and freedom of (and from) religion, for example, should be neither hierarchical nor democratic; they're recognition that certain things are beyond the democratic process and not governed by who's at the top of the pyramid. I think that in a healthy, first-world kind of place - one with the resources to address nearly any problem that exists, if we only had the willpower - that we should do so. Sadly, there are too many people in this society who think that if solving those problems means that someone who has managed to amass $200 billion might have to give up a good chunk of that, then the problem is not in fact capable of being solved.

When I have a chance, I like to ask men wearing cockrings that obstruct the underside of the penis to be very sure that they won’t interfere with the flow of sperm from his cock into my bare ass. I think tops should know that’s very important to me and very much what I want.

[think before following links] https://x.com/Arthur456231/status/1799373757716598917?t=qgCRrUSam236e03GzygUIw&s=19 I am being a good slutty bottom on this one le me know if you like 😈

All of my underwear and a lot of my socks are originally the property of other Men. If one leaves his clothes, I make an effort to get it back to him. If the effort is fruitless for whatever reason, my wardrobe increases. I don’t mind wearing another man’s worn underwear, and I probably will do just that… but I do eventually like to wash them. I don’t find using any personal effects of people who I choose to have sex with to be gross. Why would I care about sharing toothbrushes, or razors, or eating after someone a problem? I have shared a lot more personal items than that.

Probably the night I was discreetly showing my big dick to the guy next to me at a bar, and had the bartender lean over and start sucking me. That was the easily the most spontaneous, but I'm an exhibitionist who will happily perform for an appreciative audience anywhere I'm not seriously risking arrest, so I've very publicly had sex hundreds of not thousands of times.

This reminded me instantly of the first time I (intensionally) got fucked and seeded by a poz top, around fifteen years ago. I'd known this mature; rubber top for several years on the fetish scene in London, usually bumping into him in various bars and clubs, such as 'Gummi' @ Central Station or Rubber night @ The Backtreet. We'd not played, because he had a partner (a snotty; arrogant ****) whom I couldn't stand. Then, in a rare online chat, he admitted to being recently diagnosed HIV poz. He also said that whilst his partner knew he played away, he didn't know that the sex was often bareback. He didn't deny being turned on by the idea of pozzing a neg guy, and admitted to knowing of at least one successful conversion. When I then confessed that the idea of being 'pozzed up' was a fantasy of mine, his eagerness to 'gift' me was blatantly obvious. So we made plans to meet. So it was that not long after, I found my (black rubber-clad) self, pressed against a toilet wall in a nightclub in London. He was likewise fully dressed in black rubber including gloves, which I periodically licked as he kept one latex-clad hand, firmly clamped over my mouth. He roughly and deeply, fucked my neg arse, with his bare shaft, finally deposited his potent seed within me. All the while, his partner was chatting wiith friends at the bar, totally oblivious to our rendezvous (and its [banned word] origin). taking place on the other side of a wall. It wasn't successfful and circumstances prevented any repetition, but it remains one of my most vivid; sexual memories.

I had a first hairy pit experience very similar. Was always a bit obsessed with manly hairy armpits. I am also not looking for stinky pits. Not a fan of deodorant either. The perfect pit experience for me is a hairy guy who showered but didn't cover his own natural scent with any deodorant or cologne... a bit of sweat is also hot... Uhmm I'm getting hungry 😋 🤤👅👅👅😅

“Holy fuck! I just made an ass of you and me. I assumed you were undetectable, but this tattoo tells a different story.” I moaned. “Did you just pump toxic poz cum into my ass?” “Nobody made an ass of me.” He retorted. “I just pozed your ass, but I gave you a couple chances to recant your choice.” “Why would you bareback me if you knew you were toxic?” I lamented. “Because it was fucking hot to see how far you would go. And clearly you went all the way. That’s on you nerd. Besides, it really wasn’t the point of no return. You’ve got a couple of days to get PEP (Post Exposure Prophylactic)” I used my finger to retrieve some of his cum from my ass and licked it off. “God, I must be crazy, I just want you to be fucking me again.” “That’s a pretty normal reaction to taking cum up the ass. We’ve all been there my friend.” He beamed. “But poz cum? Why would I want more poz cum?” I was baffled. “Oh, fuck man! Especially poz cum. It’s so addictive.” He assured me. “I’m off work in an hour. Come back and meet me here. I’ve got a specially treat to share with you.” When I came back, he took me to a gay bathhouse. We didn’t bother with a room. We stripped down at our lockers, and he took me directly to a sling. He helped me into it, fastened my legs and arms and plunged his raw poz cock into my swollen dripping hole. I was so relieved to have him in me again that I forgot I was on display in a public place. I also forgot his HIV status. He was soon pounding away at my hole. A group of guys began to form around us. Some reached in to touch his pistoning cock. I guess they wanted to be sure he was inside my ass raw. When he was ready to cum he broadcast to all within hearing range. “Here’s the second toxic poz load for your no longer virgin ass.” The audience went wild with cheering as he collapsed deeper into me, clearly painting my gut walls. He no sooner stepped away from the sling and a huge burley bear of a man plunged his raw cock balls deep into my dripping ass. He had a short thick cock and when he soon bred me, I felt every hot blast of semen spraying against my gut walls. Next was a tall super skinny guy with a pencil dick. Followed by a short hairy cub. Followed by s gorgeous muscle jock. Followed by an incredibly obese guy. Followed by a fiery ginger. On and on, they just kept coming, fucking me raw and shooting their loads deep inside me. When the mayhem stopped, I had no idea how many strangers’ loads were mixing deep in my guts and spilling from my stretched hole onto the floor. When he finally helped me out of the sling I begged Leo; “What the fuck have you done to me?” “You got in that sling of your own free will nerdy slut. Besides, since you’re going for PEP, you may as well have made it worth your while.” My next five days were consumed with elderly parent care, work and wedding planning with my fiancé. There was not a spare moment to get to a sexual health clinic and I certainly couldn’t tell anyone why I needed some time away. At the end of the fifth day, I couldn’t keep myself away from Leo’s work another moment. He was dealing with a customer when I arrived, so I nervously hung out near the back of the store until the customer left. Within a moment he had pulled me into the back room, dropped my pants. poppered me up and sank his raw cock deep in my famished hole. This was probably the fastest pump and dump in history, and I was elated. That was until he turned his back to me and dropped his dress slacks and underwear presenting his beautiful bubble but to me. “Hey nerd, how do you think I got pozed in the first place? Your turn to do my ass.” At first, I was thunder struck, then I realized my cock was rock hard. I’d never fucked anyone before, but I took to it like a fish swimming upstream. I could hardly believe my raw cock was inside Leo other than it felt so lovely and warm in there. Once again, I didn’t last long and was apologetically blasting away, this time inside his ass. He took me home after work and during the night we fucked two more loads into each other. I was pretty sure I was doomed to get sick within a week or two. It hit like clockwork, and I missed two weeks of work during which Leo nursed me back to as much health as HIV offers. I actually returned to feeling like my old self. Except I knew I wasn’t my ‘old self. I texted my fiancé that the wedding was off with no explanation. And I insisted that my older brother fly across the country to take his turn at caring for our elderly parents. I thought I had fallen deeply and madly in love with Leo. I wanted to marry him instead of my former fiancé. He knew I had fallen into madness and gently broke my heart by taking me to bathhouses and sex parties every weekend. He insisted that any and every stranger breed my ass often getting his ass railed right along side mine. I may have been a bright student for academics, but I was as thick as they come getting Leo’s message that he was not in love with me. It was when he began setting up dates for me to fuck other guys and coaching me on stealth pozing them that the proverbial ‘penny dropped.’ The first few were fun and exciting, I now had some pozing ‘notches on my metaphoric belt’ but deep inside it didn’t quite feel right. Then one night as I was raw fucking an unsuspecting victim on a dance floor a former fuck that I had pozed a month before came over to blackened both my eyes and broke my nose. I knew this was not a game for me and that I would never marry Leo. I quit my job, moved three hundred miles away, got a new job for an AIDS service provider, got myself on meds and spear headed the “U=U” awareness program for this new district. Oh yeah. I’ve never had a condom in me or on me and I both get fucked and fuck with abandon. I’m every bit, or even more promiscuous than my gay sex mentor Leo. The closest I’ve come to marriage is a series of trupples over the years, none of which restrict my cock and cum hungry ass.

As an older guy, I love the fact that young guys today seem so willing to play with old men. Fuck, get fucked. Spank get spanked and so much more.

As a huge fan of outdoor sex, I cannot thank you enough for this! 💦💦💦

I have a huge fetish for wearing some of another guy’s clothes with his scent in them especially after he breeds me. Then I’m literally surrounded by his man scent. I knew a guy in Atlanta who was exactly my size in every way including size 13 shoes. He loved breeding me and shot huge loads. Afterwards he’d encourage me to put on all his clothes: underwear, pants, shirt, socks and shoes. I was in heaven as I got fully dressed in his clothes while he leered at my from the bed feeling content knowing he had just shot a huge load of sperm in me. Does anyone else share this fetish?

Right on the street during Folsom

Everything you said is great advice. I was never openly chasing it but knew full well the risks I was taking. Got tested twice a year from 18-38, never had a STD at 38 tested poz for HIV. Here's where people call me crazy. I look for the silver lining in everything. Was paying $400 a month for health insurance prior to becoming poz, now have better insurance, health and dental Free of charge through the Ryan White foundation and State of Alabama

I was fucked and bred by one of my regular buddies earlier today. Co-incidently we both were fucking horny since yesterday and I messaged him if he is around. He was around this afternoon. As soon as I get his message,I drove to him in my tank top and just shorts.😈🤤 He was also on his boxers and we kissed passionately as soon as I was inside his house. We stripped each other and kissed, suck, lick, armpits, rimmed and then he shoved his hung cock using some spit as lube. He fucked me for an hour and half with short breaks in between. It was really hot and sweaty until he dumped his load deep in my ass. He came a lot i assumed 😜🔥 And it was true when I pushed his load out😁 A glimpse from today's fuck below -

He doesn't care .. you don't when there is a hard cock up your ass making you feel so good.

I love porn where a younger top breeds an old man. I picture myself as the old man. I am 65 and in recent years I am getting bred regularly by 20-something guys who want to experiment with piss play and ass to mouth and felching and my holes are available for what they want to do. I like this porn as the old men are depraved and will do anything to get the young top to unload.

I don't find it in the least humiliating, I see it as my duty to take a man's load in my mancunt or in my mouth and I certainly suck every drip out and do not take my mouth off a cock until the man pulls it away from me.

I was heading to an Easter dinner at a friends house on the Subway in Chicago. A black guy kept showing me his cock on the train. I wanted to follow him off the Wilson Redline stop, but was already late. Another time was on the brownline, and a really cute Mexican guy kept flirting. We got off at the Old Town stop and fucked in a Star Bucks bathroom and then went to my place

Congratulations. We are all better for having you around.

"The New Barber" Part 5 My eyes snapped open at the pings of my phone. I was in my own flat, dressed as normal and my head was spinning... confused I grabbed my phone, it was him; anger rising in me as I read the message. "I have sent you a few videos from your latest session... you seemed to enjoy yourself" followed by laughing emojis... this fucker played me like a fucking puppet and it was time I confronted him once and for all. I messaged him back "we have to talk" Within seconds he messaged back " be here in twenty" I felt sick sitting in my car outside this fuckers house. It was time to settle this... As I entered he stood in the doorway with a sinister grin on his face. As I settled into a chair as I started to speak he cut me off mid sentence. "Now, let me explain how this works" "How what works you cunt" I was boiling at this point as he continued to outline my future. "You see, I have programmed you to respond to certain words, certain music and suggestions" "From now on you will perform like the trained monkey you are and there is fuck all you can do about it" My mouth went dry, unable to form words I listened as he layed out my demise and my future as a money maker. I started for the door and he shouted "appointment" Sitting back down in the chair I lost control of my movements but was fully aware of what was happening. "You see you little kunt, I have you programmed to do exactly as I say and my investors will pay handsomely for your upcoming performance" I couldn't move, a single tear fell from my eye, panic rising now but I was trapped in my own mind. He moved closer now and he began to speak softly while making direct eye contact..."something to drink" he asked? I watched as my hand reached for a glass and began to swallow the clear liquid. Calmly I replaced the glass and settled into the chair as he dialed up a number on his phone and began a lengthy conversation. My mind drifted in and out, picking up bits of the conversation, my name being mentioned and how prepped and ready I was for the next performance...I remember the sensation of heat rising and feeling horny... this prompted a smile from my companion as he continued to talk on the phone. "Relax" he said as I turned towards the side table to see a syringe waiting for me...my hand instinctively reached out for it and brought it closer for inspection, he was in front of me again, the conversation finished he was tieing something sort of strap on my upper arm... I willingly positioned the needle against a vein and pushed it in... time seemed irrelevant now, his grin wider than ever... I was slipping now, deeper now and still aware of what was happening yet unable to stop it. Mindlessly I followed him to his sling room and made myself comfortable as the room began to swirl... lifting my legs into the stirrups and relaxing into position. His face came into view as tears formed in my eyes..."You want this kunt, you know you do" The hunger to be probed and opened up too hard to ignore, my head now flying, my eyes rolling back in my head as laughter rang out in the distance....

Cheers @Anone time's gotten away from me. Plan to continue this shortlty though. Glad you've enjoyed it.

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Have to admit it’s a turn on. I’d love to go somewhere like Botswana and get fucked bareback by every man I can convince.

i have 8 0g scrotal (ladder) piercings, a 00g frenulum piercing, a 4g foreskin piercing and a 10g ampallang piercing. i've had up to 40 genital piercings at one time...

I'd always been fascinated by the bathhouse scene. Something about back to back anonymous hookups just gets my engine purring as a horny bottom. It had been awhile since I'd been to one but it also been a rough week. My BF just left me, and my usual fwb weren't around. I needed fucking and I needed it bad. Normally I liked to play bare in bed, but anytime I'd been to a bathhouse I always made the guys wrap up due to the sense of elevated risk. This time though, I had been fighting off a serious urge to take some loads deep. At this point in the story I am an experienced bareback bottom, neg despite years of risky play, and not on prep. I'm not sure why I never went on prep, other than sometimes the subconscious makes decisions for us. So I made a pact with myself. I'd head down to the nearest bathhouse and leave the condoms at home. I wanted to take 12 loads total, ideally from at least 6 different guys. My record was 8 so this was only a small stretch but enough to make me work for it. I packed my bag and hopped the train. As soon as arrived I could tell it was going to be a fun night. It was Saturday so the place was packed. I checked in and went to find my locker. I could feel guys eyes on my tight little ass as I stripped and closed my locker. I returned the stares with a wink and headed off to find an open sling. I wanted to get a few loads under my belt right away to ease my anxiety. As soon as I got myself situated in a sling, three guys had already lined up to play. Off to a good start. The first guy came right up and started touching me and playing with my hole. "Love an unused hole. You want me safe or bare babe?" to which I replied "only bare please". He smiled and lubed up. Before long he was balls deep and fucking me hard while the other two watched. Without another word he shot his load deep in my willing cunt and pulled out. The second guy didn't hesitate to follow in the same fashion. The third guy was bigger than both of them and took his time with me, really pleasuring me as he fucked me deep and slow. We both came together and I could tell he shot a huge load in me. After he did he said he'd be right back. He returned a few moments later with a sharpie. "I want to help you keep track" he said as he wrote Load Count and struck 3 lines below it. I found this incredibly hot and said "lets make it 4 then". He gladly obliged and flooded my hole again, dutifully adding another strike to my thigh. He slipped the marker into a pocket in the strap of the sling, kissed me, and left. I decided it was time to move around so I got up, taking the marker with me, and headed in search of a nice cock to suck on to give my ass a small break. I quickly found a nice hung guy in a room with the door open who was jerking off alone. I quickly joined him and sank to my knees. He gladly released his hand from his cock and fed it to me. I could tell he was close so I wasted no time and made him shoot his load down my throat. Yum. "Find me later in a sling": I said and left. The evening was moving fast and my load count was only 1/3 there so I decided it was time to get back to it. I headed for the dark room, found a bench and got on, bending over and making my cunt available for whoever came along. After a few minutes I heard someone shuffle in and slowly his hands found me. Without ever saying a word, his hard cock found my hole and he slid right in, made easy by all the cum leaking out of me. He fucked me hard for a few minutes, came inside, and left without a word. Another cock followed in the same fashion. This one managed to grunt "fuck yeah you're a cum dump" before pulling out. I was incredibly turned on and hadn't cum since the sling. I needed more. I stumbled out into the hallway and took my trusty sharpie to myself, adding two more strikes. I wasn't counting mouth shots, so now I was up to 6 loads. As I did this, I noticed a tall strong looking guy watching me from the other side of the hallway. He had a long thick cock. I glanced him up and down noticeably enough for him to walk over and talk to me. As he got closer I noticed a biohazard tattoo above his hip. I knew what this was, and it wasn't what I was seeking. Nevertheless, he was very attractive and his cock was amazing. "Taking a few loads there, huh boy?" he said looking down at me. "Yes sir" I mumbled back, still gazing at his cock. "You want a few more?" he responded, cock twitching and rock hard. "I...um.." I stumbled over my words, looking at him, his cock, back to his tattoo, back to him. "I'm not on prep". "No? Hm, well maybe you're not ready for my toxic loads yet then, but I'm sure we will change that". With that he leaned in and kissed me hard, and grabbed my ass, then walked away saying "it's your choice". Looking down my cock was so hard. Fuck. Why did that turn me on so much? Now throbbing, I needed a distraction from that beautiful cock. Passing a few rooms, I finally found one that was open. Two guys were jerking each other off in a bed. I stepped in and offered myself "need a bottom boys?". They both nodded enthusiastically and got up to make room for me. They both fucked me missionary, taking turns tagging me with their bare cocks. Soon enough my count was up to 8 as I left the room with their loads dripping down my leg. In the hallways I passed mr biohazard again. Fuck I thought, my cock just twitched again and he definitely noticed as I blushed and looked away. I felt him look back as I passed and chuckled - probably at the amount of cum leaking out of my well used hole. I headed back to the sling, hoping to free my mind from this little trap and bump my count up as I was starting to get a little tired. Sure enough as I strapped in, and secured my sharpie back in its original place, another man was at the door staring at me and jerking himself off. I motioned him to come in. He walked up, staring at my leg and all the tallies counting up the loads I'd taken. "I love cum dumps" he said. "you want me to fuck you?". "please" i managed to moan back. "Good, I have been waiting for someone to let me breed them all day". He slid in easily. His cock was on the smaller side, but he had a good build and a cute face. And honestly after the ravaging I'd been taking a smaller cock was kind of a relief. He really got off on my sloppy but still tight enough little hole and shot his load quickly into me. A little disappointed, I was quickly relieved when he didn't pull out and started thrusting again - driving his first load deeper and then finally shooting a second one in me. "fuck yes, add your tallies please" I said as he pulled out. I could feel his fresh cum leaking out of me. He looked down as it splattered on the floor. "Shame, I wish more had stayed inside you. You're pretty full.". With that he got down on the ground and started eating me out, extracting all those loads with his tongue. It felt amazing. He came back up and planted a big cummy kiss on my lips. "Let's try that again" and as though he had endless stamina, he thrust his cock back in me again - fucking me slow and deep this time until he shot what felt like the biggest load yet deep inside. He pulled out, added another tick line to my thigh, kissed me, and left. 11 loads will have to do, I thought to myself. It wasn't going to get better than that. But I wanted to cum again, so I lingered in the sling for a few minutes, jerking myself off. Before I could cum I heard a voice at the door. "I guess you're ready for me now." I looked up to see mr biohazard, harder than before, standing in front of me. Fuck. My cock got even harder at the sight of him. "Let me help" he said, taking my cock into his hand. I returned the favor, I thought maybe I could satisfy him with a mutal jo and call it a day. As we played with each other he leaned in close, and said "I need to be inside you boy". Looking up at him I must have just looked like an utter slut. I opened my mouth, providing an invite, again hoping this would satisfy him. He took me up on it, pulling me forward so he could get his cock deep in my mouth. As I sucked him he started talking to me. "No point resisting me now boy. I just watched you take 3 poz loads from my friend Ben. He's even more toxic than I am. But I don't want him to have all the fun, I had called you first.". With his cock filling my mouth I couldn't say a word but panic clearly spread over my face. "Don't worry, it'll be okay. I guess you have a choice now, huh? You can get out of here, get some pep and you probably won't convert. Or, you can stay, and enjoy this big cock burying itself deep in your fertile little hole. You can give in to my big poz loads. Heck if you do that, maybe I'll even go home with you and we can make a night of it. Yeah, I think you'd like that". My heart was racing as his words sunk in. I'd already taken 3 poz loads? As he pulled his cock out of my mouth, he pushed me back and started to tease my hole with his cock. "What'll it be then boy?". My fear was quickly turning to ecstasy as he gently pushed the head of his cock into me. Looking over his shoulder I could see a few guys had gathered to watch, and one of them was the very guy who'd given me the sharpie. He caught my glance and said "Wow you're doing great on that load count, I didn't realize mine wouldn't be your only poz load of the night". FUCK. I'd been taking poz loads all night?! At this moment something in my brain snapped. I broke. All my mind could focus on was this huge hard cock begging to enter me, and that missing 12rh strike on my thigh. I looked up at him and just managed to choke out the words "just take me then". At this all he and the guys at the door went wild. "yeah boy, I knew you'd give it up" he just about shouted and with that he pushed in - all the way in - fucking deep inside me. I felt his balls hit my ass as I let out a loud moan and gasped "oh fuck yes". He went to town on me, fucking slow and deep and then by the end railing me harder than any guy yet. I felt him tense up and he leaned in close to growl "take my poz load" and shot an enormous rope of cum straight into my bare, unprotected cunt. As he did I exploded all over myself, lost in the waves of the orgasm he was burying in my guts. He kept his cock inside me for a minute, finally pulling out. As he did two of the guys who had been watching immediately approached and without asking fucked me back to back dropping two more loads inside me. Poz daddy watched the entire time. When they finished he took me again. This time slow and lovingly, kissing me while he did it. I put one hand on his tattoo and used the other to pull him deeper into me. "Thats it little slut, you got what you needed now" and he shot another poz load in me. "Lets get you cleaned up" he said, as he drew the additional 4 lines on my leg. I'd now run out of room on my little thighs, all marked up. 15 loads. I was in shock. He walked me to the showers and helped me clean up and get dressed. My mind was spinning. "So, I'm james by the way. What do you think? You wanna take me home and keep the fun going?" Even to my own surprise I nodded quietly and grabbed his hand. The whole train ride back he held me close and kissed me, not caring who was watching. As we entered my apartment it all became real. I had brought this stranger, who just helped try and poz me, home. I brought him to my home, to fuck me all night and do whatever he wanted to me. What have I become? As these thoughts started to race, I felt his hands wrap around me. He gently unbuttoned my pants and started to undress me. As his hard cock pressed against my bare ass again, my mind went blank. I led him straight back to the bedroom. "We've got a long night ahead of us" he growled as he spread my legs and thrust his big, bare, poz cock into me again. I moaned loud enough for the neighbors to hear as he took me again, and again, and again that night. I guess I made my choice.

Haha yes. I have been with a few guys newish to getting fucked who have had to run to the toilet and empty their cum-stained shit. I find it kinda hot to be honest.

The shoes or the slink? ❤️

Part 2 When the guy fucking me pulled out his cock from my ass it was instantly replaced with another one that felt allot longer and thicker than the first. This guy bottomed out instantly driving me crazy and made me moan while still on the hot ass in front of me. The hulking man pulled out of the twink in the sling and I rushed to start lapping his diseaed hole not wanting to miss a drop. His load tasted amazing and from the cries and moans from the twink I knew I was doing a good job cleaning out his sloppy ass. The guy fucking me was starting to pick up more speed in my ass pulling out and slamming it back in making me dive into the twinks hole deeper and deeper. I was getting the fresh loads of the bear and the guy who just finished filling this hole and i was loving all of it. I looked around real quick and saw about 12 guys surrounding us including the bear from earlier and the hot hunk that just filled him up. My hole felt amazing and i could feel it getting thicker telling me this guys was about to let loose another load up my ass. To my joy he yelled that he was about to fill me with a fully loaded Aids load so I knew I was going to get my wish after tonight. I felt the warmness of this highly toxic load splatter the walls of my anus and it caused me to cum as well. I pulled my mouth away from the twinks ass and to my surprise there was a guy under me with his mouth open to catch my last neg load and I didnt see or hear him get under me. I got up from the floor and motioned for the Tall hink to follow me into the dark room there along with the rest of the group and said that I wanted to be double penatrated if anyone was up for it. Everyone was happy to hear it and the hunk climbed up onto the table that was in there ready to get the party started. I climbed up on top of him and made sure to clench as tightly as I could while sitting on his cock that I could feel him tearing the walls of my anus to make sure that I would convert. After bouncing on this great piece of man flesh for a bit I leaned forward to let the next guy up to add his diseased cock to my ass. I could feel that the next one had a thick PA and it felt amazing sliding up next to the other cock that impaled me. They both started to rock in unison and I was on top of the world. The guy beneath me offered me a bottle of poppers and I gladly accepted them to add more to this amazing feeling. With my head spinning, I didn't pay attention to the tourniquet that was being wrapped around my right arm and the needle being inserted into my vein. When I started to realize what was happening the guy beneath me pushed down on the plunger and injected me with a vial of his blood into me. When he told me this I was so happy and I started to make out with him as out other company started to fuck me with much gusto. I could feel both of them cum in unison and I was on a cloud as another hit of poppers was administered to me. The one who was fucking me started to go soft and started to pull out of me while the one I was riding remained hard so I stayed on his spear of a cock and could feel our next fucker climb up and add his cock to the mix. This went on for what felt like hours and I was sure that I had just about all the guys that were in the club at the time fuck me and load me up with their seed. I was ready for a brief break and went to the counter to buy a butt plug to help keep the loads I had inside for as long as I could. When I got to the counter the guy that was manning it asked to bend over and show him my hole so he could find one of the right size for me. I climbed up onto the counter and let him inspect my ass. I looked around and saw him as he was poking his finger in my puffy hole and I could see some of the cum with a pink tint knowing I bled a bit and he licked his finger clean. He went over and grabbed a nicely large butt plug and he said he would pay for this himself if I would let him add his toxic load to the mix already in me. I smiled at his offer and accepted it gladly. He pulled me into the back room and layed me on my back onto the desk. I watched him strip as fast as he could and I was wide-eyed at the biggest cock that I have seen in a while and surest would be the biggest I will have taken so far tonight. I begged for him to be as rough as he wanted to be with me and as he lined his cock up to my hole I caught a glance at a nice red biohazard tattoo right on the head of his cock. As promised he was rough with me and I loved it. He kept on slamming right on into me with no mercy and kept me drugged up with a fresh bottle of poppers it was amazing. I loved the sound of his balls hitting me and the feeling of his large cock hitting my prostate it made me cum all over him and myself. He didn't miss a beat as he scopped up my cum and lick it up and feed it directly into my mouth. His tongue pushed in deep transferring all of what might just be the last neg load I will shoot and I couldn't wait for a taste of my load when I was truly infected. I clenched my ass as he made out with me and it was enought to send him over the edge with one final thrust. Once he was done breathing hard he grabbed a larger butt plug than what he had chosen earlier and inserted it straight away once his softening cock slid out of my hole. Man you are a great fuck and whenever you decide to come in next just give the person at the desk my name if i'm not at the desk and they will let you right on in. Turned out his name was Alex and he was one of the owners of the franchise for the club. I walked out of his office feeling well fucked and greatly filled with poz cum. I went around to the other spots in the club and enjoyed everything I saw looking forward to getting ready for the next round on my ass to begin.

"Nah, I ain't ticklish there, just a bit ripe!" Blackie said, grabbing Alex's ears and guiding it to his left pit. In his element, Alex inhaled deeply, savoring Blackie's masculine, musky stink before licking it thoroughly. "Mmmm, that's hot!" Blackie moaned, moving Alex's mouth to his other pit for more of the same treatment. Sated for the time being, Alex leaned back on the sofa and licked his lips. "Damn, you got a stink that I could get hooked on!" He said, practically cooing. "When you approached me in the park, you registered highly piggy on my gaydar and it's rarely wrong!" Placing a hand on Alex's knee, Blackie confessed, "Your gaydar is spot on! Aside from females, minors, scat and extreme pain, I'm into pretty much everything, especially when I party! Speaking of which, I think we should both hose out before I break out my stash! If you're like me and suffer from T dick, here's something to prevent that!" He said, reaching into a box on the table and taking out 2 blue pills. Alex took the pill from Blackie's outstretched hand. "That should do the trick!" He said, washing it down with the last of his beer, while Blackie did the same. "As far as hosing out, might I suggest that we only use the shower for that? Soap is the last thing I wanna taste when I lick a man and I plan on tasting every inch of you!" "You're my kinda pig!" Blackie said. "I only use soap and deodorant when I'm socializing and my stink would be offensive! Let's hit the hose! One of the selling points of this place is having 2 separate bathrooms in the master suite, so we'll each have our own toilet!" He rose from the sofa and helped Alex up, leading the way. The sight of Blackie's ass made Alex's mouth water. "Fuck, you have a beautiful ass! It's so round and firm! Would you think it's a racist remark for me to say that black men have the sweetest asses for eating?" Shaking his butt flirtatiously, Blackie replied, "It's not a racist remark, it just shows you're a man of good taste! You know the old saying, 'the darker the berry, the sweeter the taste'! Being full blooded African, you won't find a darker berry around here!

Part 2 Eric told Shaun that once the G kicked he would get Bob shirt and shoes off then he'd pull out a pipe and after getting Bob to blow some clouds he planned on molesting him while Shaun watched. When I get to his boypussy he told Shaun to get the bump ready and when he gets Bob ready to be fucked then we'll slam him. Shaun knew what Eric wanted to do because it's what he did to him and together they did to quite a few boys. It's as if Eric was on a mission to help all the bottom boys reach their full potential. Bob returned and hoped to keep cool. He finally got his uncut slightly thin seven inches to go down by splashing cold water on his face but seeing Eric smile at him almost made him rock hard again. He quickly sat down and almost as quickly drank the entire glass of cola which his brother refilled including some more G. Ten minutes later Eric asked Bob if he liked cola or did he not like alcohol. Bob told him that he hasn't ever had alcohol and was looking forward to his birthday so that he could. Eric told Bob to look to his left and then his right and asked if he saw his parents or a cop. Shaun then told his brother not to worry that this week he could do whatever he wanted. As Eric and Shaun started to discuss all the places they should take Bob to see he sat back and listened but mostly thought about seeing more of Eric's body and he looked at his brother and realized how hot he was too. Bob rubbed his crotch and his chest as he started thinking of their cocks. They saw the boy was relaxing and feeling good. "Since we're staying in tonight I'm getting comfortable". He then stood up and unbuttoned his shirt and watched Bob watch him. After he removed by his shirt leaving just a T-shirt covering his chest he removed his pants and loved seeing the boy's eyes bulge out. Eric wore boxer briefs that in no way his the fact that he was hung. Knowing the boy was ripe for picking he pulled his pipe out of a drawer and said to Bob that he bet he never got high yet either and then he took a hit. As Eric lit his lighter Shaun also removed his jeans and Bob nearly drooled as it was obvious that Shaun's cock was rock hard. Shaun sat back down and Eric passed him the pipe. Bob slowly unzipped his jeans and pushed them off as he watched his brother blow out a huge cloud. Eric added another shard to the pipe and started melting it as he walked to Bob. He told Bob to suck it very slowly and he put the pipe into the boy's mouth. He never asked a boy if he wanted to smoke and has never had a boy refuse it either. After having him blow his first cloud he told him that he needed to breathe deeper and had him suck on the pipe again. This time Bob blew a larger cloud but Eric told him to try again and soon the boy blew one of the largest clouds Eric ever saw a virgin blow. Eric and Shaun both hit the pipe a couple of times then Eric refilled it and gave it to Bob and told him to show us how big you can blow clouds. As Bob smoked away his inhibitions he watched Eric rub himself, then remove his shirt and rub his tits. Eric rubbed his cock through his boxer briefs and both he and Shaun watched how Bob couldn't take his eyes off of it. Shaun went to the media center and put a porn video on. This was the video Eric always used with a closet boy. It started out with just a man and woman with her blowing him but later a second guy joins and eventually the woman leaves. Five minutes later the boy was nearly moaning he was so horny and tweaked. "Shaun, do you think your little brother would like to try a shotgun?" "Yeah he's feeling so good I know he'll love it" Eric told Bob that he was going to take a hit then blow it into his mouth and they'd pass it back and forth.