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Grindr hookup last night. We said Dad and lad looking for young bottom. We got chatting to a 19yo boy and he was well up for it so we got him over. When he arrived he looked much younger than his years - like a fucking choirboy. We stripped off and got down to it. He sure surprised us. He spread his legs wide, presenting his hole. Drew mounted him and pounded his arse. The boy was loving it and begged Drew to breed him. Drew pumped his seed deep inside the boy’s hole and pulled out. Then he looked at me and asked “is Daddy gunna fuck me now” Those of you who know me know that “Daddy” is a trigger word for me. I forced my raging hardon up the lad’s hole and fucked him as hard as I could. He had no problem with me thrusting my cock roughly up his arse. I was surprised that such a young-looking lad had the experience of a cum dump. We kept hold of him for hours and we plastered 6 loads up his chute.

Visited a hot muscle top friend in LA who invited me over for a fuck date at his place.He slammed himself and told me about Slammer and maybe taking me there if I were interested. He had me sucking his silicon enlarged fat cock while fingering my arse before giving me a booty bump. He claimed the first one didn't work and planted a second one deep up my ass. In no time I was flying and he planted his fat cock deep down my throat. Soon he suggested heading to Slammer because he wanted to fuck me in public. He put me in leather gear; leather pants and a tight leather vest showing off my athletic body and bubble butt. I felt horny as fuck when we drove to Slammer in his open Jeep and he loved showing me off as his fuck toy. In Slammer he gave me another booty bump in the bathroom and dragged my fuelled ass to the sling room. He told me to completely undress and started fucking me with the door open. Soon a small crowd formed to see me getting powerfucked by this bull and his impressive fuck tool. He encouraged the other guys to use me as well. After he was done fucking me another top took his place eating my ass and fucking me while I begged a tall and muscled young Texan to work my nipps. He edged me with the tit play while guys were taking turns eating out my ass, fingering it roughly and fucking it. The Texan shoved some fingers up my hole while I was being fucked. He was intrigued and added more fingers. I was sucking cocks from bystanders and moaning when he started forcing my ass to open wider. He leaned in and asked me if he could fist me and he knew by my moaning that I was ready. He stood beside me while he worked his big paw up my ass and with his other hand he kept working my tits. I wanted him to destroy my ass with his large fist. He worked my ass hard and loved seeing the results of his hard work. When we took a break I headed over to the gloryholes and got fucked and fisted some more before my fuckbuddy came and found me to take me home.

I was in Blackpool for a few days over New Year, and had 42 loads pumped up this sleazy hole while there. My last loads on New Years Day were probably the horniest and most intense. I went in to the sauna, smooth, lubed clean hole ready to get all spunked up. Straight upstairs I went in the darkroom and bent over the gym horse - arse on offer for anyone who wanted a wet warm hole to fuck and dump in. Soon a guy came in, had a feel of my hole and came round side taking his towel off and a thick 6" cock flopped out in front of me. Taking a hit of poppers, my mouth was straight open worshipping his meat and feeling it throb as he groaned. Soon there was three other guys in the room, one of them fingering my hole as I sucked the first guy off. Soon I felt him slapping his cock around my hole before he was pushing straight up. I'm instantly in my happy place, hard cock in each end - spit-roasting these holes. More guys came in the darkroom, and at peak around 8 were there at same time. The first guy fucking me shot his load, a nice thick load of spunk straight up my arse. Then the whole room came alive, lots of arse to mouth swapping and breeding of this hole, and after about 50 minutes I had 6 loads dripping out of my arse, and could still taste the guy who exploded in my mouth. The room quietened down after this, and I wandered downstairs slightly dazed from so much fucking (and poppers)...I decided it was time to blow my own load, so got my arse in the sling took a hit of poppers and was wanking hard. A fit young muscled guy walked past, and was watching me. After about a minute, he was over shoving another thick hard dick into this sloppy hole. I was close to shooting my own load, as he started pounding away, so I took my hand off my own cock. But was too late - the feeling of the other loads spurting out of my ass, and his dick wrecking my hole sent me over the edge, shooting my own cum everywhere. He didn't stop though - and after couple of minutes pounding me hard and deep he grunted and dumped his own load....my last for now....deep up my wrecked cunt. In 2024 I took 679 loads in total, and these were the first 8 loads I took this year. Wonder how many guys can I give this cum hungry hole to in 2025?

Since I’ve been getting fucked since a young age, and totally getting off on it, I will compare your hunger to bottom to me needing my first fist many years ago. It took a lot of patience. Practice. I played with my hole by myself and I let Others have a chance at it. And I finally met the man who I decided would be my first. I remember waking up on a Friday morning. I was in a stage of what I call coasting. I wasn’t awake and I wasn’t asleep. But I was faced down on my bed, hard dick into the mattress. And I started thinking about Kris and our date that night. My hole was twitching and my dick was hard and I was imagining him playing with my ass. Before the alarm hit, I had made up my mind that I wanted Kris to be my first, and I wanted it to happen that night. When we hooked up, we played around for a while and he was the 1st to climb into the sling. His ass was Gifted in very quickly took my hand. I’m not sure how long he played but at one point I looked up at him in the sling, and he was smiling at me and he winked. He said “your turn”. I got in the sling and within minutes he made a comment to me that he had never felt my ass so relaxed and open. I didn’t mention my dream State earlier that morning. But within about 10 minutes, his hand was up my ass. so I am a firm believer that it’s a mindset, and a physical hunger that let me go past that point. And I will forever be grateful to him. Today, I love having my ass played with including having a paw stuffed up there.

Didn't know what too choice 🤣🤣

We are in the middle of an extreme cold snap in Ontario at the moment. This got me wondering who keeps fucking outside even in extreme cold conditions. I don't normally but a number of years ago hooked up with a guy on Squirt. Neither of us had a place to host. So I met him in a small park near both of us around midnight. It was about 20 degrees Celsius below zero. Fuckin fridged! When he arrived we skipped all foreplay. I dropped my pants; despite the cold I'd gone commando. I turned and leaned against a tree. He unzipped, spit on his cock and roughly pushed in my hole. Thankfully his cock wasn't very big. It was among the quickest pump and dumps I've ever received. He pulled out and fled before I could even thank him. I loved to hear if you've had a similar experience?

Thank you for reaching out to ask about the story! Long story short, last April some family stuff happened and I ended up having to move across the country without much notice, which took away my writing time for a while. Since then, I slowly got back into the erotic fiction writing through Literotica and ended up launching a substack for my writing (it’s erotic fiction, but not specifically bug chasing). I am putting a lot of my efforts into that right now since it’s what’s helping pay the bills, but I do have most of another chapter for this story written and sitting in my google doc waiting to be finished. I’ve been waiting to feel really inspired to work on it, but now that I know there’s an audience for it, I hope to at least finish and post this next chapter for you! Also, funnily enough, the story I’m working on on Literotica is about a guy who keeps getting cucked by his dad, and I feel like I could turn it into a good bugchasing story with only a couple of tweaks. Maybe I’ll take a stab at that after Bloodline.

or maybe the lad won't have the courage to ask the older guy right out, if he's poz. Or even if he does, the older guy will either not answer directly or will merely say that he's 'clean' or 'recently got checked out at the GU clinic' and 'not to worry'. .... just enough to reasure his victim enough so that the lad returns again on Saturday. Dressed in full 'head-to-toe' black rubber; leather or lycra, the older guy proceeds to seduce the young lad, getting him to relax and (via ordering the lad to touch; smell; lick etc, his skin--tight attire), getting the youngster turned on by the attire. Eventually he and positions the lad (face down) on his bed, where upon he securely ties the lad down and tape-gags him. Once his young victim is totally helpless and his neg? arse utterly defenceless, only then does the older guy say that he is poz (detectable) and that before the dawn arrives, he will ensure the lad is impregnated with his deadly poz gift! Oh, how the lad will struggle......in vain!

I was introduced to Crisco by an old leather geezer at the bathhouse -- a guy whom I would not normally look twice at but he was wearing a t-shirt with the word "BREED" printed on it which inexplicably made me want to bury my meat inside him. The old man and I had an amazing old skool piggy AIDS-era pozfuck with Crisco.

Fuck i love Slammer. Slam up in the toilet and go to the dark rooms. fuck yeah

Which makes me ever so glad to be an unmedicated poz old troll... 🙂

Luke and the General General Murtala Muhammed of Nigeria stood 6’ 11,” his jet black skin shimmered in the light, his shoulders and arms plated with muscle, and his huge v- shaped torso drew the eye down to his 14-inch cock, as big as a child’s arm. The head was pierced with a large thick ring, and the entire shaft plated with barbells. Back in Nigeria the General had three wives and dozens of mistresses. With a seemingly endless sexual drive, he’d fathered upward of twenty-five children. But the General had a secret, a secret he could only satisfy in the anonymity of the Western sexual underworld. The General had an almost insatiable need to punish young blonde male ass. Rooted in the teasing he’d endured from a group of British boys at the elite private boarding school he’d attended, that teasing had fueled him as a revolutionary figure and it drove him, on this night, to this particular male brothel in Chicago. Because if there was one man who would have the kind of no-holds-barred blonde twink he savored, it would be the Uber-nasty Karzinski. When the General had phoned, Karzinski said he had the perfect boy. And when he had seen Luke, he’d been thrilled. “How long you in the states? The boy’s with two of my toughest trainers for about 72 hours, then I’ve promised his sore pussy to my biggest boys as a reward for work well done,” Karzinski said, “I can have him rested up—even as short as thirty-six hours.” The General had looked at some other boys from Karzinski’s stable—two 19 year olds and a twenty-one year old—but none were as appealing as Luke. “No, when your boys are done give his hole your loads of chempiss and supplement that with a quarter. Leave him in the dark with one of your thickest plugs. Also, charge me the torture supplement. I need to pierce some white-slut balls tonight.” Luke was starry-eyed at the sight of the General, his massive body, and his huge, huge cock. “I am the General,” the massive black man crowded, “And you will call me master, sir, or daddy.” With that last word he clipped a set of big heavy tit clamps on Luke. When Luke hissed, the General laughed. “Listen colonialist whore, I am going to hurt you much worse than that tonight.” The General had Luke kneel, and he slipped his massive cock into Luke’s mouth. “Make a seal bitch, and drink the piss from my superior African cock.” Luke drank the piss, rank from chems, obediently, his green eyes locked worshipfully on the giant black man and his muscles. When he was finished, the General facefucked Luke hard for about 1/2 hour ignoring how the smaller young man puttered and retched. He grabbed the curly mop of blonde hair on Luke’s head and lifted him up. He took his huge right hand and slapped Luke across the face five times. “You need to learn to suck cock like the wore you are,” the General said after each slap. Luke face was bright red, the outline of the man’s hand clearly outlined. He’d busted the corner of Luke’s lip, and a little drizzle of blood ran down. Grabbing Luke’s hair again, he roughly brought him to a poll in the corner of the room with a small rough wooden seat with a cutout for Luke’s ass, and then the General shoved Luke down to sit on the little bench. He quickly bound Luke’s upper body to the pole, leaving his pecs and tits free and then he yanked the tit clamps that Luke still work and replaced them with a heavy pair with sharp teeth, smiling darkly as Luke hissed in pain. He cuffed Luke’s ankles onto a spreader bar and bound his legs into a sitting position. Satisfied that Luke couldn’t move, he put a wide collar, that forced Luke to look straight forward, around his neck. The General then yanked out the plug in Luke’s ass, dropped a 1/4 gram into his palm, and then swiftly entered Luke with his hand in bird position, Luke cried out by the General just pushed into Luke’s second ring. Luke wailed at the sudden stretch and then groaned as the General deposited the Tina around his hole. After swiftly pulling out the General grabbed a bigger round plug he’d preselected and pushed it smoothly into Luke’s hole. The General stood, his proud 14 inches rearing mightily, and he said “Open your mouth wide whore.” When Like obeyed his pushed his cock into Luke’s mouth until about 10 inches were lodged inside and then he bagan to fuck, each time going a little deeper. Luke tried hard to control his responses, but the cock was a monster and he still retched and gagged. The facefuck lasted about thirty minutes, leaving saliva and some stomach juices running down Luke’s face and body. “That was better,” the General smirked, before backhanding Luke, “But you still have a lot to learn about pleasing me.” The General then went over to the big duffel he’d brought in and sat it down. “I am going to show you the kinds of pain I enjoy giving men, sometimes because they displease me, sometimes only for my own enjoyment.” Luke couldn’t see what was happening below his neck but he cried out when the General ripped the clamps off his tits. He then gasped when he felt the General’s mouth on his right it, the General chewed and nipped and it felt good, and then the General bit down hard several times and Luke screamed. The General did this to his other tit, and then he felt the General wipe his nipple and Luke smelled rubbing alcohol. And then the General quickly and efficiently pierced each of Luke’s tits, his cock rising at the sound of Luke’s screams. The minute those screams subsided, he then pierced each of Luke’s boytits in the other direction. As Luke felt the second needle prick his skin he begged, “No, please, sir, ahhhhhh.” Once the boys tits were pierced, the needles forming an X, the General said, “Open. Try harder.” He face fucked Luke, pleased to see he took another inch, for about 10 minutes. When he pulled out, “See slut, I know how to motivate you.” The General moved on to cock and ball torture, first squeezing Luke’s nuts until he screamed and begged. Then he used a series of small wooden hammers and clubs on Luke’s balls, letting the pain pile in waves until Luke was begging him to stop. Once the General had Luke screaming in pain, he would switch back to squeezing or slapping the boy’s smallish but swelling balls with his big hand. Once he was satisfied the balls were tender and sore, swollen to about twice their normal size, he carefully laid Luke’s soft cock out on the board with his balls flat on either side. Then he used a series of tiny little needles with plastic handles to pierce the skin around each one, stretching them out so the actual egg of the testical was very visible. Luke groaned and moaned, but he realized there was little he could do to stop this pain. Once the nuts were secured, he slipped a leather bit into Luke’s mouth and tied it tight behind his head. He then proceeded to pierce all around Luke’s soft boycock, the little needles fixing his dick to the board. Luke hated this, and he groaned and pleaded, but the man worked on without a care or concern. Satisfied that all the skin on Luke’s genitals was fixed painfully into place, the General slapped Luke hard, five times with his right hand and five times with his right. And then before the boy could overcome the shock of the painful slaps he efficiently and quickly sent long needles into the exact middle of each of Luke’s balls at exactly the same time. Luke screamed and screamed as the General sat back, smiling and jacking his rock hard cock. Once Luke settled down, the General pieced through the middle of Luke’s cock, making sure the needle when through the little bundle of nerves on the underside, affixing his cock to the board. Luke only cried out at this, his mind trying to protect him from all the pain emanating like fire from his most private places, nearly passing out. But he woke up and screamed like hell when the General pierced his cockhead in the other direction, making a T shape with the second needle. By this point Luke’s eyes were glazed over, tears streaming down his face. The General smiled and then started connecting electrical wires to the piercings in each ball and at the end of Luke’s boy cock, now slowly dripping with precum. The General removed Luke’s bit and scooped some of Luke’s precum up and shoved his fingers into Luke’s mouth. “Looks like you’re a pain pig, whore.” Luke mindlessly sucked on the man’s big fingers. He then forced Luke’s mouth open and slid his cock in as far as it would go and turned on the little TENS unit. At first the electro was relatively soft, and Luke was distracted by the forceful facefuck. But as they began to hurt he would open his mouth to yell and the General would pounce, his thick cock like a snake striking prey, and he’d lodge his cock further down Luke’s gullet and fuck. Soon, as Luke continued to scream and shout, the big man got the entire length of his cock into Luke ‘s mouth. The General adjusted the unit to repeat the most painful part of the program and fucked and fucked the boys throat, Luke’s screams muffled by the huge tube of flesh that was soon becoming the center of his universe. After about ten minutes of torturing the boy at the highest level, the General stopped the shocks and settled in, rough fucking the boys face. Luke was a mess, saliva and mucus ran out of his mouth each time the monster cock was pulled out, only to be punched into his throat in one big brutal push. After another fifteen minutes, the General decided he needed to cum, so he set the little Electro unit to deliver a continuous tattoo of five second jolts of electro into poor Luke’s tortured cock and balls. As Luke opened his mouth to scream, the General began fucking the open throat hard. This went on for five tortuous minute, until finally the General, feeling his load ready to burst, flipped a switch and the electro shocked Luke continuously. Luke was in agony, his arms locked in a rictus of pain, and then the General’s cock shot buckets of cum, coating Luke’s tongue, throat and filling his stomach. Satisfied that his orgasm was complete he pulled out, and smiled down at Luke’s screams. He kept that agony up about ninety seconds before he turned the unit off. Luke was crying, great silent tears, blood trickled from his lip—the additional slaps and brutal facefuck had opened his wounded lips. A trickle of blood bubbled from his right tilt and the tip of his cock where it was pierced. The General smiled coldly and removed the boys collar. He held Luke’s chin in his big palm, “You like pain, whore?” Luke looked at him and unconvincingly said, “Yes, sir.” The General laughed and slapped and slapped Luke, each slap hard and fast. When he stopped he said, “You do not lie to me. I am the master of your body, try again.” Luke shakily said, “Yes and no, sir.” The General smiled and forced Luke’s mouth open and sent a big wad of spit into Luke mouth. “That’s better,” he said. Luke soon found that removing piercings hurt as much or more than they had going in. The General worked quickly—“I am doing this kindly, quickly, this time whore because you are new and I am eager to use and abuse your boy hole,” the General said quietly, reaching in for a passionate forceful kiss as he pulled both needles out of the boys balls at once. Once every needle was out—Luke was quietly weeping again from the pain, the General removed the ropes and pulled Luke up by his shoulders. Luke was still wobbly so the General loosely bound him to the pole and then gently bathed his tits and sore, swollen ballswith rubbing alcohol and antibiotic ointment, and then wrapped them in several layers of soft cloth. The General did the same thing with Luke’s dick. The General stood in front of Luke, holding one ball in each hand. “What am I the master of, whore?” He said. Luke looked up and said, “You are the master of my body.” And then Luke screamed as the General squeezed his sore nuts hard through the bandages. The General made Luke suffer for a solid minute before smiling and stepping back

He didn’t poz me, he was just the first to expose me to the pleasure of poz/neg power dynamics… i love how he knew I would be powerless in his presence he was nude as I arrived showing all his assets then let the magazine tell the story as I was leaving I imagine now his pleasure in the shock on my face, and knowing I was mute and terrified as he kicked me out With a ”see you Saturday same time” you know I went back…

He fell down on top of me exhausted, his sweat dripping mixing with my cum. He spit out “that’s a good boy” as he thrust his hips deeper and held me forcibly in place. Did he say second load? This just might have been the fuck of my life but I didn’t consent to no condoms, nor one let alone two loads. Before he got off me the terror set in and the prayers started. “God what did I do. Please let me be ok. Let him be negative. Let this be safe.” But I was also aware I needed to be cool, appreciative and thankful. Every Top, and especially every Alpha deserved respect — and a man this ripped and powerful deserved it four times over. As he lay there breathing heavy and sweating from his tight muscled frame I thought “that was amazing” and “I wonder if he’ll fuck me again.” Eventually he got up, grabbed a towel, pulled out and pressed the towel onto my hole. “Want a water?” he said as he turned and struted out of the room. When he quickly returned I was sitting on the edge of the bed cleaning up. He threw me a water bottle and said “I’ve got to shower, you’ve got to go” and he kicked my jeans on the floor closer to my feet. His dick leaked a drop of precum as he guzzled his water. In the time he was done with it I was dressed on my knees and milking his dick. No eye contact since he bred me he stood me up, and walked me to the living room. I grabbed my shoes by the door and sat on his couch to tie them. That is when I saw it — in slow motion I noticed on his glass coffee table were three issues of P-O-Z magazine. I froze, my stomach dropped and blood drained from my face. I could hardly think or move. I looked up — and with solid eye contact he said “I’ll need that ass again Saturday.” He turned opened the door wide and said “see ya kid.” Dizzy I took a step into the hall, I tried to look back at him as the door closed and light shut off. I never got his name. As I walked in the dark leaking cum, I wondered “how did I just get a strangers Poz load up my ass?” And “am I going to again on Saturday?”

Was a guy this hot this ripped really using me? Me? For an Alpha like him I should be just average but maybe just for tonight I wasn’t. His dick needed a hole and mine was the one he chose. Alpha’s choice, always. Damn, look what I caught! A muscled Daddy. I knew I’d do anything to please him. Yet fear was present with every stroke. This was not allowed. I’d barely ever taken a raw cock, and only from a boyfriend several years prior. My generation was educated. We knew better. In the 90s no one rode raw (right?) and certainly not me. But here I was I was loving it and could not say no. Time lost. I was lost. Absent. Man using His hole. And by now he was REALLY loosing it. Drilling me. But that meant one thing. Through my haze of pleasure and consciousness one thought continued to rise up “you know better than let him cum I’m you.” Raw for a bit was one thing but I wasn’t nuts. “Uh, Sir? Time for a condom?” I said meekly with a whimper. “There will be plenty of time for that boy, I’m just getting us warmed up”. And with that he flipped me over, pushed my knees back and fell on top of me. His 9” Daddy Dick funding a new access and he got what felt like 2” deeper. His rough face against my lips he started tongue fucking my throat. I could taste my ass on him. His five o’clock shadow tearing my soft skin. He mangled my mouth. This Man knew how to kiss and fuck. He was very experienced which both excited and terrified me. Well used men in the 90s were to be feared not fucked. My type “knew better” but here I was unable to stop a raw assault at 330am. He had me where he wanted me, and I couldn’t ever say no. My assault continued as I noticed a ceiling mirror. My furry legs spread wide inviting this lean schredded Dad to raw dog my hole. I fully let go grabbed his ripped v-shaped muscled back I wrapped my legs around him my ankles pressing his hips deeper. His sweat ran off him coating me, my cock my balls, running down between us further sweat lubing my ass. This man was good. As his ass destruction continued, my shock took over a bit. I was being near cock raped bareback by a stranger, and he was old enough to be my father. Had I learned nothing? Between my own moans I was able to whisper into his ear “Sir, um, Sir….. uh….. please….. uh……. please don’t……. uh……… cum in me, uh…… I…… I…… can’t…..” as his assault on took new heights of pounding. He whispered back “too late kid” as he feverishly drove deeper and faster. In moments my ass started convulsing… it was vibrating and tightening around his dick. Hot waves of energy rushed up and down me my ass became something it had never been before. My pleasure was unreal, separate from his cock beating. With my ass tensing my cock leaked like a faucet but without an orgasm. My balls released the pleasure was all in my ass chute. Dad said suddenly “that’s it kid, a fuckin ass orgasm on your — FATHERS — COCK — HERE — COMES — MY — SECOND — LOAD ! ! ! !“ And he lost it, arching his back, jerking up onto his heels he pulled me with him and started POUNDING and SCREAMING with EVERY THRUST. “TAKE MY LOAD SON ! ! !” He yelled as he jerked and trembled and gasped.

Grabbing my hips holding me still, he belted “no condom, Dad’s gonna enjoy this awhile” and he dicked me with four of his nine. Trembling from fear and hunger, all I could do was submit to this Alpha. He pulled out and thrust in half a dozen times, as I got used to his half dick and wide girth. I hadn’t felt a raw dick in years. I knew it was “wrong.” He was a stranger. I also knew his power was no match for me. I moaned and exhaled. My elbows buckled my chest and head fell to the bed — ass firmly held in air by his hands and cock. “Dad’s turn” is all I heard as I felt this stranger burry deep with an intense thud. I gasped as his nine inch thick raw cock took me to a new place: complete submission to his will, his command and his raw demands. Before I knew it he was pounding. I was at his mercy.

Year was 1998. I was 26, a tall and lean boy, with a chest of dark hair and a buzz cut. A hungry naive bottom boy living in Boston. The web was new and recently graced by a gay hookup site. Little did I know how access to quick cock would change my life and my desires forever. A Wednesday at 2am. One of those nights you’re cock hungry for the right guy to appear, or the right guy to offer, but as it gets later and later you give up hope. In moments like that hunger and desperation grows and common sense shrinks. And then he appears. “Muscled Top 45 Looking for Now” — with low res photos too small to get a good look yet easy to decipher an overly ripped, faceless, muscular frame.

I posted this on another BZ thread …. If you look up stats in Guinness Book of World records, you will see my name as the worlds best ass eater; I’ve won 18 consecutive gold medals. Seriously, I probably am the best tongue you ever will get up your hole. Whether I use my tongue, fingers, dick, toys, or my favorite, a speculum, I like to get your ass open and relaxed. I not only want to latch onto your ass hole, I want to dig my tongue up your ass. I want to feel the skin texture change from the wrinkles of your ass hole to that smooth porcelain finish inside. I want to hit nerve endings with the tip of my tongue that not only make your eyes roll back in your head, but make your eyes spin!

I got sick about 3 weeks after an anonymous hook up with a black guy in the local park. He had a very large dick and we only used spit for lube. He fucked me hard and for a long time but I was in heaven. No talk of status or condoms and when I got home my boxers were wet and pink. I woke up achy and a bit feverish and as the day went on I felt worse but I planned to visit a bath house that night and didnt want to cancel it. I fucked a few guys and by the time I got home I had a high fever, chills and very achy. Now I began to worry because it was August, not flu season and began to think My encounter may have pozzed me. I was sick with a high fever, night sweats and body aches but after 4 days I began to feel better. As I got better my fears of infection dissipated but about 2 months later I decided to test and tested poz. Looking at the timeline I'm 99% sure that guy pozzed me. What sucks is that I never saw him again

Personally since I’d began to read Jaygusher stories I’m just craving for more stories with fit neg guys and old pox trolls (visualizing myself with old men wanting to bred me, resisting then giving them up my body ). It’s even became the type of scenario I search in porn (but it’s never as good as jay’s stories… the closest I find being a MAP video where a young guy come in a gay bar for the first time, the barman asking him “do you know what kind of bar it is”, then after the young had resisted to them the two guys from the bar double fuck him… good but not as good as the masterpiece Jay is giving us.)

Hey mate, it’s ok. pros: people can cum & go all night unobstructed (last time I was there I took 15 loads). there’s no security - there is a reception but they leave at 5:30pm and the apartment has a door entry system or you can just give the guys who are coming the door code. you get a lot more space for less money than you pay at Holiday Inn. It’s a full 1 bed apartment with a full bathroom and it’s fine for douching etc. cons: it’s a little basic but you’re only there to get your hold filled, not moving in. its a bit student digs (ish) - when I was there the stench of weed on the corridor was horrendous and I was opposite a Chinese family who had their front door wedged open and were cooking the most foul smelling food. Plus, they had a kid running up and down the corridor all night. Obviously none of the cons put a stop to anything and if you love black & Asian dick, you’ll love it!

At least 2 to 3 times a day. More on.really stressful days. Record was 12 in a day.

There were 2 clubs that I ranked best in the world. Man’s Country in Chicago and Club 80 in Melbourne. i flew to Chicago 6-8 times a year with the only plan being a long weekend at Man’s Country. And I headed to Melbourne once a year to visit Club 80. i have incredible memories of both places. I still jerk off to some of the men I met in both clubs!

I’m not sure I’ll have the same POV as everyone else since I tend to hate toys, but always start off tight. That said, I have several sets of these and they’ve been put to several sets of uses by several tops. 1. You can use them progressively to stretch and loosen up. Usually, you buy a set in multiple sizes for this. It makes for a stepwise progression and alternative to a speculum or other stretcher. 2. You can also use them if you want to stay open for pouring in liquids (yeah, the entire list of things you can pour in). They also sell them with plugs. 3. If your lips tend to get inflamed or your partner needs you to be a lot looser, you can use them to eliminate the friction. 4. You can also use them to practice getting looser if you need it. 5. These will stay in place and continue to stretch you while they are in. Just be aware that a size much larger than you are ready for will hurt like hell. You need to use lube to put it in and and you won’t feel your partner entering your hole (imagine a really, really, really thick condom). if you prefer butt plugs to dildos, these are probably going to be an obsession.

What 🤔??? Not just because your a nice guy 🤣🤣🤣🤣???

I was in Blackpool for a few days over New Year, and had 42 loads pumped up this sleazy hole while there. My last loads on New Years Day were probably the horniest and most intense. I went in to the sauna, smooth, lubed clean hole ready to get all spunked up. Straight upstairs I went in the darkroom and bent over the gym horse - arse on offer for anyone who wanted a wet warm hole to fuck and dump in. Soon a guy came in, had a feel of my hole and came round side taking his towel off and a thick 6" cock flopped out in front of me. Taking a hit of poppers, my mouth was straight open worshipping his meat and feeling it throb as he groaned. Soon there was three other guys in the room, one of them fingering my hole as I sucked the first guy off. Soon I felt him slapping his cock around my hole before he was pushing straight up. I'm instantly in my happy place, hard cock in each end - spit-roasting these holes. More guys came in the darkroom, and at peak around 8 were there at same time. The first guy fucking me shot his load, a nice thick load of spunk straight up my arse. Then the whole room came alive, lots of arse to mouth swapping and breeding of this hole, and after about 50 minutes I had 6 loads dripping out of my arse, and could still taste the guy who exploded in my mouth. The room quietened down after this, and I wandered downstairs slightly dazed from so much fucking (and poppers)...I decided it was time to blow my own load, so got my arse in the sling took a hit of poppers and was wanking hard. A fit young muscled guy walked past, and was watching me. After about a minute, he was over shoving another thick hard dick into this sloppy hole. I was close to shooting my own load, as he started pounding away, so I took my hand off my own cock. But was too late - the feeling of the other loads spurting out of my ass, and his dick wrecking my hole sent me over the edge, shooting my own cum everywhere. He didn't stop though - and after couple of minutes pounding me hard and deep he grunted and dumped his own load....my last for now....deep up my wrecked cunt. In 2024 I took 679 loads in total, and these were the first 8 loads I took this year. Wonder how many guys can I give this cum hungry hole to in 2025?

19 loads so far Planning on embracing my sub nature more this year - hosted anon dump and go for horny guys in my area, bottomed for a couple, got passed around at the sauna and went to a guys hotel for him to watch me get fucked and invited who he wanted to do so. Been pretty eventful year already;) want to do more today but think my ass deserves a break for a few days

I do have first-hand experience with my younger brother and our dad. My bro and I started to mess around when I was 12 and he was 11. Our dad caught us numerous times but only said 'stop it'. It wasn't angry or stern, so of course we continued. We began to spy on dad in the shower, and twice he jerked off. I am sure he knew we were watching. Two years later he finally approached us and became part of our demented and extremely passionate threesome. My brother is now married and our dad passed away at a young age. Now, maybe I am imagining things, but my 16 year old son seems to be showing some interest in more than a typical dad and son relationship. I am taking it very slow, but I think it could happen...

Luke’s Swollen Hole is Busted Open Again—at his request At some point, after they had used his swollen hole for hour, they had moved to the floor and double fucked him, sometimes actively, sometimes resting between them with a depth trainer or a small balled rigid toy deep up up his cunt. Luke quivered and mewed, his mind torn between the desire they kept hot through big spurts of Tina piss or surprise bumps of Tina on the lining of his stretched out hole and the soreness of his cunt from anus to deep inside. There was a place deep inside his pussy, that felt like his core, this place burned with maschoistic need to continue to be used. It was this place that thrilled when one or the other of the men would slide his big cock out and run his closed fist deep into his insides, releasing a small pile of Tina and fist him alongside his buddies’ hard cock. It this aching, burning need to be stretched, that drove him to ask to see the dildos he hadn’t taken. It was that need that made him immediately start to touch himself when he saw the giant, brutal head of a annihilator dildo—a semi-hard monster with a 12 inch around head a 18 inch thigh base. Luke started pinching his tits, rubbing his abs, and begging his daddies to hurt him, stretch him, with that monster cock. Enrique and Jason had been delighted to comply. Jason slowly worked his fist into Luke’s hole, fucking him, then released a 1/4 gram of crystal from inside his hand. They then got an adjustable stool—the toy weighed nine pounds—and lubed the boys hole as deep as the little nozzle would reach. The lubed it up slid the head inside gently. They’d given Luke complete freedom of movement, and a big bottle of poppers with a nose pump. Luke was huffing and he groaned loaudly but he opened his legs, welcoming the big toy and enjoying the massive stretch. They paused for a second until Luke asked for more and they pushed the big head further in. As it started to part Luke’s inner sphincter, Luke huffed and puffed like his life depended on it. When they got the head about halfway in, they waited until Luke was breathing evenly. “Now Luke,” Jason said firmly, “You said you wanted this toys so you are going to take a least half of it, but you don’t have to take it all.” Luke nodded, “Thank you daddy, but I need this. Once the pain is over it feels fucking amazing.” Luke looked up, pleadingly, “If it gets hard, will you keep getting me higher. The pig inside me is begging to be used like this.” Jason took over and slowly pushed the toy until the widest part of the head was at the second sphenticer and he held it there. Luke huffed and puffed and then Jason pushed the toy in slowly. He worked the boys hole very gently barely moving the toy, then he slowly pulled out of the boys second hole and then slowly went back in, holding Luke at the widest part of the enormous head. Luke was in piggy heaven, it was hurting and immensely pleasurable at the same time, but Jason was doing everything with the greatest restraint. Meanwhile, Enrique got one of the smaller lube tubs they had and dumped in a half gram, another ecstasy, and a big pile of fisting powder, he then filled it halfway with chempiss and took it over to Jason. Jason handed off the big toy and finished filling the tube and then grabbed a long thin plastic tube marked with inch’s. The toy was only 12 inch’s of insertable length, but to be safe he though they should start at 20 and then lube their way down. Enrique was slow fucking Luke’s hole. Pulling the monster dildo out all the way and then very slowly sliding it in, each time giving the hole maybe a centimeter more. Luke squealed every time the giant head went into his second hole, but he was enthusiastic about the fuck. The boy clearly had tons of drugs in his system, but he’d asked to get used by the monster dildo and so Jason waited until Enrique pulled out. Jason then slide the tube into the boys hole about 20 inch’s deep. Enrique picked up the monster cock and slipped it inside Luke’s sagging cunt alongside the narrow tube. Luke gave the smallest grunt as the big head entered his second hole. “You don’t really need it but we want you higher,” Enrique growled, “But first you are going to make your daddies proud.” Enrique pushed slowly until he was about six inches deeper, the boys hole stretching wider from tip to mid-shaft. Luke handled it well, but he was panting “Oh fuck, oh fuck.” “Whore, we’ve not even begun to fuck you yet,” Jason growledm and then he began pumping the thick lube, concentrated with Tina, all at once into that deep spot. Even as high as he was, Luke still shouted at the sting, his body shaking as Jason removed the tube. As soon as the tube was free Enrique began to slowly, slowly, push. Enrique pushed very gently and very slowly, but he also never stopped. Luke was groaning loudly,but he kept his legs open and pushed out, trying to take the huge tool. Luke was plastered in sweat—from the drugs and from the effort needed to accept the monster dildo—his asslips stretched and stretched, thinner and thinner, as the base of the dildo continued to widen his already stuffed hole. Since the boy was too lost in pain and pleasure to do it himself, Jason made him do lots of poppers. For the last four inches, Luke panted and cried out, but he didn’t fight the deep stretch, and he kept his body fluid. And while he’d taken toys at nearly thirty inches up his boypussy, the nearly thirteen inch head was a big challenge as it approached its sixteen inches of insertable depth. For the last two inches Luke was silent, his mouth open as if in a silent yell as his outer assplis stretched nearly twenty inches and the huge head stretchinto his gut deep. They fucked Luke with the monster toy for seven or eight hours, sweat pouring off of his body and theirs. The ten pound toy had given both top men a good arm workout. The toy was too big and heavy to punch fuck with, but Luke still got a pretty hard fucking as his hole got looser and looser. They would get him opened at one angle, and then grab his attention but shifting to the right or to the left. Jason especially like to fuck Luke’s outer hole, then his second ring, then take the toy out and plunge it back in to the root. Luke squealed and groaned but the Tina made him crave the stretch and the X kept him calm. He was so focused on his ass, neither his mind nor his body showed any resistance. When his hole started swelling shut again, they would slow down but fucked him to the full depth for a while before lubing the tool up with thick white lubricants and coating the underside of the big head with Tina and opening Luke’s hole up again. Then finally they decided they were getting tired and the boys hole was swelling shut again so they gently fucked him, still as deep as it would go, enjoying the way Luke’s face showed conflicting feelings of pain and ecstasy. Luke had been back and forth from the sling to his hands and knees on the floor and so they ended up on the floor with both their cocks inside. The boys hole was so loose, they had to stick one of the largest depth trainers they owned up it to make it tight enough for their cocks to stay inside the boy. From time to time one or the other of the two top doms would lift Luke into the swing, and then one man would stand behind the swing and pull Luke up and the other would stick his arm out and then the one behind would let Luke go and the force of gravity would make him swallow the other man’s arm. They almost made him take it full depth, to the shoulder, which they had easily done before his hole had swelled up. Usually this would lead to both men deep fisting Luke, and sometimes with a little bump to make it easier. But other times Lule would lie there and wonder why he still liked it, why he needed it, even through the aching pain. Finally the top men decided they were done, and so they each took a big thick depth trainer and put the handle around the base of the shaft and balls and they double penetrated Luke, their huge cocks rubbing against each other until they came, Luke moaning and grunting between them. They stuffed a big buttplug up his ass and left him, with his belly full of big loads of their of potent piss, and his ass still moving with desire, in the sling. About twenty minutes later, Karzinski and several of his biggest burliest guards showed up. They fucked, punched and fisted Luke’s swollen pussy for four more hours. Luke took even the biggest-handed guards arms past the elbow, and Karzinski punch fucked Luke to the shoulder. Luke cried out and occasionally screamed, but he knew not to resist. But for the last hour, as each of them punched his sore pussy as deep as they could, tears streamed down his face. Each of the men dropped a huge load in his hole, and then Karzinski dumped a pile of Tina in has hand and shoved it into Luke hole to dissolved it. He then put the big plug in, and left Luke alone in the dark, his arms and legs bound to the sling. Pulsing disco music began to play as familiar hunger began to build deep in Luke’s fiery boypussy. For around an hour, as Luke lay bound in the swing, potent chempiss with an extra quarter of Tina was absorbed until the delicate walls of his colon. He became almost incapable of thoughts, but of only need, a need to have his hole stretched and used, to be slapped around and fucked. Any sense that he might need to be coming down, or relaxing, after over 72 solid hours of very hard abuse, went out the door. Luke could only think of the next fuck, and then the door to the dungeon opened and the dim lights went up, and Luke realized that for his next fuck, he would be fucked by a god.

I don’t like the term ugly or repugnant but I get the meaning of someone not conventionally attractive. I much prefer someone who looks “lived in”. That’s why I never really got along with the young pretty boys. They’d all be scouring the bars for an Abercrombie model and I’m on Craigslist about to go get my anus blasted open by a guy who looks like this.

Timmy and Peter walked home together at the end of the day. Although the sauna was open until 10pm, it was rarely busy at that time and Bill said with a smirk he was happy to take care of any latecomers. Peter’s mother was still out, so they headed round to Timmy’s place. “Hello, you two.” Said Timmy’s mother as she opened the door and ushered them inside. “You look happy with yourself, Peter. How many cocks came up you today?” Peter flushed. He still hadn’t got used to Timmy’s mother and her involvement in their sex lives “A few” He mumbled. She laughed and smacked his fat arse. “Grandad’s in the living room. Go and say hello whilst I make some tea. If he gets in your pants just don’t drip spunk on my sofa.” They went through to the lounge. The old man was sat on the battered sofa watching horse racing on the TV. He was wearing only lounge pants and his naked torso sprouted grey hair. “Hi, lads,” He said. “Come and sit on the couch, Peter.” Peter went and sat beside him. “How’s it going, Timmy?” He said, undoing Peter’s trousers. “Alright, I guess,” Said Timmy. “It was busy today. A bloke came into fix some plumbing and ended up with Sid and Arthur’s cum up his arse!” Grandad laughed as he released Peter’s cock and began to stroke it. “Ah, well. I think I know who you mean. Was it Kevin the other guy’s partner?” As he spoke, he dipped his head and began slowly licking and sucking Peter’s little cock. Peter lay back, red faced, watching the old man’s head bobbing up and down. It was hot in the room, so Timmy stripped off his clothes and sat naked in the arm chair watching and stroking his cock. “Yes.” He said. “Took to it like a trooper. Well pregnant now I should think.” Timmy’s mum came in carrying some tea. “Crumbs,” She said, watching Grandad fellating Peter. “Can’t leave you alone for 5 minutes. Get your mouth off his cock and drink your tea.” There was a knock at the door. Timmy’s mum went down the hall and opened the door. To her surprise, it was Timmy’s maths teacher, Mr Jones. “Hello!” She said, I haven’t seen you since Timmy left school.” “Oh...hello...”He said, now a little shy. “I heard Timmy didn’t go off to college, and I wondered how..you know..how he was getting on?” She looked at the short, overweight old man with his pink face, wispy white hair and pudgy fingers tugging anxiouly at a grimey shirt cuff. She had always had her suspicions about Mr.Jones and there was something about his creepy manner which raised those thoughts again. Should she let him in? The expression on his face would be priceless. “Timmy is here with his friend, Peter. Why don’t you come in? Mind you, you will have to take us as you find us!” She took his coat and he waddled off down the hall. As she hung it up, she heard him say “Oh my!” in a high pitched, lispy voice. In the living room, Peter was now naked and kneeling on the sofa being none too gently buggered by Grandad who stood behind him. “Who...who’s..this then?” He gasped. Timmy’s mother took in the open-mouthed old teacher as he saw the big cock sliding in and out of the fat upraised backside and said. “Here’s Mr.Jones come to see how you are getting on, Timmy” Mr Jones glanced across, and did another double take as he saw his former pupil naked and stroking a rather stiff erection. “Wow!” Timmy sat forward, grabbing his tee-shirt and hiding his cock. “ Wh...what are you..doing here?” Mr Jones couldn’t speak. His mouth was dry, and his trousers were uncomfortably tight with the sight and smell of sweaty sex before him. “Would you like some tea?” She asked sweetly, “I’m sure grandad won’t be long. Timmy, put down that silly shirt and come and give me a hand.” Timmy slowly dropped his tee shirt and stood up. His cock was ramrod stiff and Mr Jones almost reached out to touch it as Timmy went past and into the kitchen. “Nice of you to..oof that’s soft...to come round, Mr Jones.” Said Grandad, sweat dripping on to the upraised buttocks “ Can you ...oh yes...stay long?” Mr Jones licked his lips “Well...I...I don’t want to intrude” Grandad shook his head “No bother.. oh yeah I’m definitely cumming!” He gave a gasp and his wrinkled buttocks quivered as he shot into Peter’s bottom. “Thats better!” He gasped stepping back until his wet, slimey cock fell out of the arsehole followed by a drool of sperm. Mr. Jones felt his heart miss a beat as he saw the sperm rimmed hole. He’d been fucked bareback! “erm… isn’t that rather...you know..risky?” He said, nodding at Peter’s dripping hole. “Well, now..”said Grandad. “You might be right. But that’s what an arsehole is for – to be bred and filled with poz babies. Peter here is already pregnant, aren’t you lad?” Peter looked over at Mr. Jones, wriggled his fat bottom and said “Hello Mr. Jones, remember me?” “Oh my.” Mr. Jones felt himself sliding into a situation which scared him, but which he also felt a growing craving to take further. He really should go, these people were depraved. But he couldn’t go, he felt too excited, too drawn like a moth to a flame. “You look like you need to sit down.” Said Grandad. He took Mr Jones hand and guided him over to the sofa, sitting him down between himself and Peter. “So, you taught these two young men maths?” He said, putting his hand onto the teachers thigh. “Y..yes..”He said, his eyes drawn to Peter’s little cock which was standing up from his belly. “What’s your first name, mate?” Said grandad, beginning to pull at his belt and undo his fly. “James...Jim..”Said the teacher. Grandad had his belt open and pulled down the zip. His big belly billowed out and his cock made a tent of his underpants. “Well now, Jim, lets just slip these down, shall we?” Grandad tugged at his trousers and pants and slipped them down to his ankles. Jim closed his eyes as his cock was exposed to their gaze. It was small and wrinkled and only just stood out from his thighs “Ah, here’s the tea.” Timmy’s mother appeared with a tray which she put on the table. “Do you take sugar?” She asked. Grandad’s hand had slipped beneath the teacher’s ample bottom and was probing his hole. It must have been wet with something because it slipped inside “yes please...oooh..ooh.”His eyes widened as the finger slid sensuously in and out of his hole. “Mr. Jones name is Jim” said Peter. “Well don’t mind me.” She said, sitting in a chair and raising her cup. Timmy had returned and stood behind the sofa. Grandad looked up and winked at him, nodding at his cock and then at Jim. “How are things at the school? He undid Jim’s shirt and took it off, revealing a flabby pink torso with big brown nipples. “F..fine..it’s end of term now...”blushing furiously at being naked in front of Timmy’s mother. “That’s good.” said Grandad, “ Now just turn round and kneel on the sofa. That’s right, show us your lovely arsehole. Beautiful” Jim found himself kneeling on the sofa, bottom sticking out and face to face with Timmy’s erect cock. “Isn’t it lovely?” whispered Grandad, carefully smearing lube over Jim’s arsehole. “I bet you didn’t know he’d grown into such a big one. Why don’t you hold it?” Jim reached out and held the quivering, stiff flesh and knew he was lost. He knew what he wanted which was to feel this wonderful cock inside him. “He’s poz, like me and Peter,” Grandad whispered in his ear. “Does that make you want it in you more?” Jim groaned and lowered his head. He couldn’t speak. He could call a halt. He could leave. But the thought of taking Timmy’s cock and in front of his mother was breathtaking. Grandad nodded his head and Timmy went round behind the big bottom of his old teacher. He pushed his cock at the pink slit and the head slid inside Jim raised his head and his eyes went wide. What was he doing! This was madness! “Easy,” said Grandad. “Just let him put it inside you and see how it feels. Here, try this.” He produced a brown bottle and unscrewed the cap. “Wha..what is it?” “Just something to help you relax. Sniff” Jim took an experimental sniff and felt his head swim and his body melting. “Oh gosh!” He said. As he spoke, Timmy slid his cock fully up into Jims arse, smiling across at his mother who mouthed “naughty boy!” at him. The teacher’s arse was hot, wet and tight and Timmy knew he wouldn’t last long. “There now,” whispered Grandad. “Isn’t that nice? Do you want him to stop?” Jim was overcome. The cock sliding in and out felt so wonderful, so right and the poppers made him want to stretch his hole even wider. He just sagged and closed his eyes as Timmy fucked him. His thrusts were getting harder and his cock was throbbing. “Do you want him to stop, Jim? Or do you want him to shoot his poz cum in you and give you a baby? Jim gave a little sob. He had a vision of himself kneeling being fucked by Timmy and what was going to happen. Yet it felt so right, as if the most natural thing in the world was he should be impregnated by this young man. “Yes please” He whispered back. Grandad nodded at Timmy who was pleased to be able to let go at last. He thrust in further, feeling his cock throb, his balls tighten, then he was spurting, spurting into the hot wet hole. Jim felt Timmy orgasm deep inside him and knew he was being filled with tainted sperm as grandad kissed his cheek and whispered “welcome to the club, Jim.” When Timmy finished, he pulled out slowly so only a drool of cum leaked out. Timmy’s mum got to her feet and picked up a towel from the tray. She wiped Jim’s arse with it and said “ Well now, I expect you could use some more tea, eh Jim?”

It wouldn’t be the first time I was so cock hungry I would accept an invite, but never this late and never without interrogating him about “status.” A blind acceptance was very rare. Was I really willing to drive the next town over at 230am to get dicked by a stranger on a school night? I took another look at his photo and I was out the door. On a third floor walk up, he told me not to ring the bell or knock “I’ll hear you on the stairs” he said. As I reached the top, the door swung open — and I was shocked. Much older than expected this man was fully naked fully hard fully shaved and bald. A ripped veiny muscled God standing before me at an easy 55. I was stunned by his nude nearly hairless frame. And I could count every vein, everywhere. He was jacked and “schredded” long before I knew what the word meant. He said “We good?” but he knew the answer before he said it. I was easy prey for him, and my eyes showed the hunger I had as he walked me in to his house. I took off my shoes by the door and walked into his bedroom. Dimly lit, only a sheet on the bed, a bottle of lube and a mirror opposite. “Strip” he said. I did. “Get on the bed, all fours, face the mirror.” Before I was in position his hands met my ass, quickly parted my cheeks and his tongue burried inside me. I could barely catch my breath. I was dizzy from his power, muscle, age, look and cock. Easily nine with a slight side hook. His veiny Daddy Dick mirrored the almost unnatural nature of his body. How was anyone at any age this ripped? Zero fat just skin on muscle, head to toe. Even his handsome face was a bit hollow, and veins on his skull. That’s it! He was like a muscled skeleton — and one I was powerless to resist. True Alpha power does it again. Luring an innocent at 3am to use any way he wants. I was new to hooking up, had only done it a couple times. Always made sure I asked “the questions” as I’d been taught and even followed the fuck by a real date (to legitimize it). A consolation prize for the failure of “no sex before the first date.” As though sex alone was wrong or bad, much like fucking without condoms as all the HIV pamphlets passed out at Pride each year said). I looked up at the mirror in front of me as the shredded Stallion stood behind my now drenched tongue-gaped hole. Hungry from 6 hours of online cruising, dizzy from his ass eating, fully in lust for his surreal muscled look and cock. Fuck it. I was ready.

For baths, I agree completely. I've been to baths all over, and while each had at least something interesting to offer, nothing beat Renslow's fuckjoints. I still have the sign (announcing the dress code) that was on the overhead wall half-way down the stairwell leading to the basement at the Gold Coast, 501 N Clark - the old, original, and fan-fukkin-tastic iteration of that definitive Leatherbar.

Used a couple of hollowed plugs in recent times. Have to say, awesome for holding the hole open and taking piss, as well as keeping the hole well stretched. Have managed to keep one in place for 6hr, and loved the sensation of having it in place as I wandered about the house.

Fuck man this twisted hot @bottomboyam

Been sucking cock since I was 13, literally hundreds of loads swallowed.

Yeah, I enjoy it too, please go on with this one! When life goes on, writing becomes complicated. It's like love. It needs passion and if you're turned off, better to take a pause sometimes! I have finished mine after months as well, and it'll be the last one here on Breeding Zone as, due to American new politicians, who knows about this site. Btw let me say, let's enjoy it till we can

Agreed never failed to get at least one or more loads at slammers. Love that place!

Mmmmm. I did get there a few times quite a while back. I played w a group and one guy had smallish hands. He saw it as a challenge and he was very good and patient. I loved reaching back and feeling his wrist at my hole. The 2 other guys congratulated me and I sucked their cocks. For a few weeks I met my new foster bud and he put me in his sling. It was increíble even before he booty bumped me. Next time we smoked first and it was getting fairly easy for me to take it. Obviously I still think about it.

Wow nice work, I clearly need to get Blackpool sauna on my bucket list hehehe.

Part 2: The Lead Up David continued loosening my hole very gently. I was beyond aroused with him fucking my mouth and loosening my hole. Once he had prepared my hole for his cock he withdrew his cock from my mouth. I was very disappointed because I was really enjoying his cock. I might have let out a little whimper honestly. David told me he wanted to continue on his bed which was right next door. We walked hand in hand into his bedroom and as soon as we entered he gave me my very first kiss. David was definitely a great kisser. My body was responding in ways I never imagined. I swear I felt one of my legs curl up like you see in the movies. My body trembled with excitement. As David kissed me his hand found my right nipple and he started rubbing it and slightly pinching it. In return I started moaning and my left hand went immediately to his cock. This was the first time I had actually touched another cock besides my own. It felt so hard but velvety at the same time. As I started to slowly jerk his cock David was alternating between both my nipples. We would stop kissing momentarily just to catch our breath and then continue kissing more. I just couldn't believe being with a man could be this fucking hot and erotic. David certainly knew what he was doing and I was enjoying every moment.

To clarify @Lucienblack88's generally excellent answer: Under the U.S. system of federalism, certain powers are solely the province of the federal government, certain things are outside the power of the federal government, and certain powers can be exercised by either state or federal officials. Each state has a constitution, outlining the specifics of its government, the rights its citizens enjoy under the state constitution, and so forth. Broadly speaking, a state may not restrict a right recognized under the US Constitution, but it may recognize a right that the US constitution does not. For instance, currently per the Supreme Court, same-sex marriage is a recognized right. Should the Court overturn that decision, that leaves the matter up to the states to decide. Prior to that recognition (in 2015), some states, like Massachusetts, had already decided that recognition of same-sex marriage was mandatory under its state constitution. Several other states' highest courts have ruled similarly. If the US Supreme Court were to rule that in fact the federal constitution does not guarantee the right to same-sex marriage, those state guarantees would still hold. Other states have legislatively adopted same-sex marriage while not necessarily enshrining a right to such marriages in the state's constitution. Again, if the Supreme Court were to overturn its previous holding, those states' same-sex marriages would still be valid and couples could continue to marry, but (in theory) the legislature could repeal that authorization (which might set up new legal challenges under that state's constitution. Many states had, between 2004 and the 2015 Supreme Court decision, adopted constitutional bans on same-sex marriage (typically by limiting it to one man and one woman, which thus also bans any form of poly marriage, should such be proposed). Those bans were struck down by the 2015 decision. Since then, some states, but not many, have repealed their constitutional bans. In the others, if the Supreme Court were to reverse itself, those bans would "kick back in", although there's broad agreement that it (probably) wouldn't invalidate any existing marriages. Finally: because the federal government can require states to do certain things, under limited circumstances, in theory a more progressive Congress and president could pass a law mandating the recognition of same-sex marriages. However, the federal power to legislate is limited to certain "enumerated" topics (for example, to appropriate funds, to declare war, to regulate interstate commerce, and so on), and they'd have to assert one of those enumerated powers in the process. This Court has been a little more skeptical of such powers than it was in, say, the 50's, 60's and 70's. The general fail-safe way to pass such legislation is to tie federal money to it - ie requiring states to recognize SSM in order to get 100% of their medicaid matching funds, for instance. That's how we got a de facto national drinking age of 21 - the feds withheld a portion of highway construction and maintenance funds from any state that refused to adopt that drinking age. Eventually they all complied. So that's the interaction of federal and state law, in a (large) nutshell, regarding what happens when our Supreme Court rescinds its recognition of a right it previously recognized under the US constitution.

Rubber off! Had a guy message and ask if he could take a turn fucking my ass with a rubber. I was horny to have my cunt used, so agreed. He turned up to find me on all fours and hooded! He unzipped and got his 8inch semi out. He slapped it against my ass checks and removed the butt plug. He rubbered up and tried shoving his dick in my cunt. He was still semi so it easily slipped out again. He tried a couple of times all without success. He knew the rubber was killing it. He then announced he was going in bareback. Clearly he needed my cunt more than his principles. He was immediately rock solid so he pushed on in until he was balls deep! In total silence he fucked my cunt real hard, his balls slapping against my ass. My cunt is just too much of a distraction for married or partnered guys. Soon enough he picked up the pace fucking deep and hard until he was ready to release. I got a ‘FUCKING WHORE’ as he pumped hot cum deep into my cunt. I took every drop as he tagged my ass. Only when his balls were empty sis he slide out, zipped up and left… me dripping!

Fuck...I'll answer that question! Both cities have their pro's and con's...but I found that while Canadians are well mannered, better dressers, and Vancouver is a better city, overall, they also a better fuckers! They have a hidden kinky side too...so go to Vancouver! I've always had a good time and gotten laid...somewhere in Stanley Park are my cumbabies! I spewed them getting fucked by drunk hockey player!

I was in a relaxed mood yesterday I decided to go club Orlando and just relax. i did just that and fell asleep I always leave the door adjar just in case. after several hours I was awakened by a hand on my ass. I looked up and saw a young orient guy. He did not speak but kept but kept fingering my hole. he finally whispered You fuck When I nodded yes he climbed on top. He was uncut and had some precum so he went right in. Never mentioned condoms. he pumped for a few minutes till I felt him cum he stayed in and said he cum again. He did twice more.after half an hour he left when I felt my ass It was so full of cum it was just dripping out., nice way to spend afternoon

It's been a few months but I got back in the game and spent the night at Spa Excess. I ended up topping 4 handsome guys and was quite impressed with my staying power. The smallest guy with the tightest hole got my load pretty much as I pushed in. I made up for it giving him a good ride in the wee early hours of today. The last guy was a mid30's to' 40's muscular black Adonis! He worked long and hard to suck me off at the suck ramp, but I'd already cum and at my age don't regenerate easily. After quite a while on the second try he surprised me by inviting me back to his room. Lots of very passionate body contact ensued with my big raw cock eventually up his gorgeous ass. I so wanted to breed him but he shot all over my stomach and chest, appologzing for cumming before me. I just assured him I wasn't likely to cum again and thanked him for such an unexpected good time. He then confessed he'd seen me early in the evening but assumed I wasn't interested in him. All the time I was lusting over him and assumed he'd never be interested in me. Unfortunately we were both from out of town so not likely to have a chance to repeat. I did get to ride a couple very thick raw cocks. The first in the middle of a fuck sandwich ... mmm. The second was too big to take much more than the tip. I sucked and jerked him until he was ready and quickly moved to take the thick tip into my hole for him to unload. Two very happy campers indeed.

I met up with a hot top a couple of mornings ago who fucked me in their yoga studio. He hit me up on Grindr a while ago, and after several failed attempts, we finally set last Thursday morning as the time to connect. I woke early, cleaned up and out, checked my caged cock, did some work, and got a message later saying to come by whenever. The address was only two blocks away, so I grabbed my poppers and was out the door. A few minutes later, I was walking the stairs toward a second-story yoga studio, knocked on the door and he opened the door. Really fucking hot dude. Large, wide-open studio with a mirrored wall and a chair and massage table in the corner. We made out a bit, then we broke off, and he went over to the chair, dropped his shorts and sat. “Suck it” while holding his dick. I stripped, walked over, got on my knees, and started working his beautiful cock hard. After a few minutes, he told me to bend over the table, which I did. He lubed me up, placed his cock head at my hole, I snorted my poppers, and he slid inside. Fuck it felt good. We watched ourselves in the mirror as he worked my hole. A few minutes later, he told me to get on my back, which I did, and he slid back inside as I poppered up once more. He started straight into my eye as he worked my hole harder and harder. I felt him get more intense and focused and then the faithful words …. “I’m gonna cum”… and he started jerking and moaning, and I was begging for it…I could feel his cock twitch and I swear I felt the loads hit the walls of my ass. As we came down, he pulled out, I stood up and made out with him briefly then knelt to clean off his cock. I gently took it in my mouth and slowly worked it… savouring the taste and remaining firmness. I mixed cleaning him with making out, and then he put me back on the table and dove his tongue into my hole, all while staring into my eyes. It was so hot… his tongue deep into my open hole. I poppered up again, then he stood up, slide his cock back in me, and started to work my open-loaded hole. Fucking god – it felt so good! I was a moaning bitch in heat and couldn’t get enough. Finally, he pulled out again, and I dove onto his cock with my mouth again and cleaned up the slick of cum that coated his cock. We made out a good long time, then started chatting and exchanged our names… and agreed to do this often. I headed home to shower before heading into the office, but not before I allowed the load to slip from my ass into my hand, lapping it up and savouring the taste of a good fuck!

So many guys here I would love to meet!

I don't refuse but I'm less enthusiastic about the fuck. I find myself wishing the condom is forgotten, broken, or comes off. I have several times sabatogued the proceedings with Vaseline or baby oil. Once I even was so stupid as to pay the top to fuck me raw which he still ended up using one ( it was comical watch him trying to stealthily remove it after he orgasmed. He was a great fuck so I continued to see him -- just never paid him for anything ever again.

11. Medicated / Unmedicated "And you're going to take all of it," the stranger said. He held a bottle of poppers under my nose. I inhaled, letting it fill up my lungs. "That's it. Get you ready for a proper deep-dicking." "Just fuck me," I grunted. His dickhead pushed against my hole. It was impossible for me to resist him. But it didn't matter because I wanted it. He was muscular and masculine, and there was no way I would ever refuse the demands of a man like him. "Please?" "Such a slutty boy," he said. His dick slid into my hole. There was no resistance. "How many men have been up there tonight?" I stared at him, still a bit dazed and dick-hungry. "Can you even remember?" he asked. He was smiling as he pushed another few inches of his fat shaft into my hole. "I..." I started. I tried to count. There was Seth. There was Jon. Or maybe they were swapped. There was Sarge and Shay. There was someone between the two sets, but as I tried to focus, the memory slipped away. "I.." stammered again. "Let's call it a lot of loads," he said. "I'm Colby," he said. "I'd hate for you to have to take another anonymous load." "Kenta." This didn't require any thinking, so it was a lot easier to answer. "I'm glad we met, Kenta," Colby said. "You feel really good." "You do too," I said. I closed my eyes for a moment, focusing on his dick sliding deeper into me. "Please, Colby. Breed me." "Oh, don't worry. I'm going to anoint that hole." His hips pressed against my thighs, announcing that he was at full penetration. "You been partying?" I nodded. Unlike Jesse, he was already starting to drip his precum into me. I loved that he was sharing his fluids with me. It was the way men could bond, and I needed it. "Right on. Makes the night feel really good, doesn't it?" I nodded again, and opened my eyes. He had a pipe and torch, and was already heating the bowl. "I'm just starting," Colby said. "But you're just the kind of boy I like to party with." He put the pipe in his mouth and slowly inhaled. He grunted in pleasure as he methodically drained the bowl. He held the hit, then exhaled a good sized cloud. "That's so fucking nice," he said. He put the stem of the pipe in my mouth. It Was still smoking. "Inhale" he said. I loved how it felt, his cock in my ass, and his drugs in my lungs. I would take anything he gave me. "Good boy," he said, as he took away the pipe. I held the hit as long as I could, before finally exhaling it. I watched him do two more hits in quick succession. "All those cocks, boy. All of them raw?" "Yeah," I said. "But it's ok. I started prep a few days ago." His dick stiffened. "Fuck. That's hot. All those loads up there." Colby was pumping his dick in and out of me, distracted by how good it felt. Then he turned his attention back to me. "Gotta get you ready," he said, and stuffed the smoking pipe back against my lips. "Suck on it," he said. I took another long hit. The crystal felt so good filling my lungs. "Take another hit," Colby said. He held the torch under the bowl and soon it was filled with the thick clouds again. "It feels so good, doesn't it? The drugs." He looked around. "The men," he continued. "And the sex." I just nodded, inhaling from the pipe. My head was spinning again, but I didn't care. I loved what he was saying. "Hold it," he said. "Make me proud." He took a long drag from the pipe. "Mmmmmmm," he grunted as he exhaled. He smiled, and I exhaled as well. "Please," I grunted. I was so horny. I reached down, but my cock was stubbornly soft. Still, it felt good to play with it. "Fuck me." "Of course," he said, and pushed his dick deep into me. He kept on fucking me for a few minutes. The hits of crystal I had done were coursing through my blood, and this entire night felt perfect. "Ahh, you have a friend," Colby said. I opened my eyes. James was standing next to us, holding two glasses a quarter full of orange juice. "For you, per the doctor's orders," he said, handing me one of the glasses. "And for you," he continued, handing the other glass to Colby. "Because I know what you like." Colby smiled, and took the glass. "How much?" he asked. "Enough," James said. Colby turned to me. "Cheers," he said, and we clinked the glasses. He downed in one gulp. I tried to do the same, but the bitter chemical taste was barely masked by the juice. Still, I swallowed it all. "I can take those," James said. His cock was thick and hard. I wondered what it felt like. "Take this first," Colby said, and handed him the pipe. "Looks like you could use some." James didn't say a word. He took the pipe, stuck it in his mouth, and carefully heated the bowl. Colby continued to slowly fuck me, dripping his pre-cum into me, but we were both watching James do his hit. As he exhaled, Colby spoke. "Another. And shot gun it to Kenta here." On the second one, James took his time, making sure it filled his lungs. I exhaled, and he leaned in, pressing his lips against mine. They were warm and soft, and his hairy chest brushed against my smooth skin. He exhaled, then kissed me for a long time. Finally, he broke off. I exhaled the hit, and as the dense cloud hid us, he leaned in, and whispered in my ear. "I'm sorry. I'll see you on the other side." I tried to make sense of what he said, but he stood up, took my glass and then Colby's, and disappeared back in the dark, sweaty blackness of the orgy. Colby was already doing another hit. This time, he leaned in and pressed his lips against mine. His lips were soft in contrast with his coarse beard. Just like James, his hairy chest pressed up against my smooth one, reminding me what a man he was. We made out, as his cock pressed deeper into me. "Looks like you're getting properly medicated tonight," he said. I nodded. "Yeah. I don't really do much drugs," I said. "But you said you were on prep?" he asked. "Well. Yeah," I said. Prep wasn't a drug. It seemed different. The crystal I was smoking with all naked men was the opposite of the prep I was taking. Same with the GHB that James was always handing me. It was there for pleasure, not for my health. "But you know. Prep is different." "You're going to learn a lot about drugs tonight," he said. "Jon and JP's parties always have lots of great drugs." His cock was throbbing in my hole. There was a steady drip of pre-cum into my hole. "When did you start on prep?" "A few days ago," I said. "Really?" Colby raised his eyebrows and smiled. "When?" "Wednesday," I said. It seemed like a lifetime ago, when I took that first blue pill, but it was just three days ago. A lot had changed since then, and much of it had been concentrated in the last few hours. "What about you?" I asked. "Oh. I'm not on Prep. I'm already poz." "I mean, how long have you been poz?" "About five years now." I ran my eyes over his body. He looked fit and healthy. I couldn't tell that he had a deadly disease. "You look good," I said. "The meds must be good, huh?" "Yeah," Colby said. "This stuff is amazing. You want some more?" He raised the pipe and started to heat up the bowl. "Of course you do," he said, before he stuck the stem in his mouth and inhaled slowly. "Please," I moaned. His cock was now deep inside me. My dick was throbbing, although when I reached down to play with it, it was still soft. It was such a turn on when Colby told me to do more drugs. "I meant the HIV drugs." Colby nodded, then stuck the pipe in my mouth. "Inhale," he said, as he exhaled his hit in my face. "I'm not on HIV drugs," he said. I gulped. Colby was poz and he wasn't on any drugs. "But. You're poz," I said. A thick cloud of crystal drifted from my mouth. "But not on..." "Yeah," Colby said. He pulled his dick almost all the way out of me. "I'm poz," he continued. "Poz and proud." He slid his dick all the way into me. "And this feels great. Doesn't it?" I nod. I was terrified, but also turned on. Colby's cock felt so perfect inside of me. It wouldn't feel this good if I made him wear a condom. "But. But the virus?" "Yeah. It's always a risk," Colby said. I wanted to tell him to stop. I knew I should tell him to stop. This was dangerous. Yeah, I was on Prep. But Prep was for sex with undetectable guys. "Maybe," I started. But I forgot what I was supposed to say. It was important. But so was Colby's cock. "Maybe?" Colby asked. "I'm pretty harmless," he said. "Just a big cock." He was deep inside me. It was easy to tell he was unprotected; he felt so good inside me. He was also un-medicated, and as I focused on his dick, I felt an unfamiliar burn. "Feel that? That heat? That's my virus." "So warm," I moaned. It wasn't too hot, nor did it burn. It was a slow, gentle warmth. "Feels good." "Yeah. But you gotta be careful. Some guys. They've got a prep-resistant strain." "I'm on prep," I said. The tina was swirling in my skull and I was fantasizing about poz guys fucking me. It was dirty and sleazy, and just a fantasy. Not that it mattered. My doctor told me that Prep meant I didn't have to worry. "I know," he said. He had leaned in, and was pressing his hairy, sweaty chest against me. "You're not scared, are you?" "Prep. It means I don't have to worry," I said. "No," he said. "You don't have to worry. At least with my poz cock." I shivered when he said poz cock. He had it buried deep in my ass, and there was nothing protecting me from his constant drip-drip-drip of pre-cum. It was intensely hot and arousing. "The guys here," he started. "Yeah?" "Almost all of us are poz. Some are even full-blown." "Full-blown?" I asked. "Full-blown with AIDS," Colby said. "You still want to be careful about getting bred with AIDS cum. And the resistant stuff." AIDS. That was what I was really afraid of. I had seen the pictures of the gaunt men, cut down in the prime of their life. The mention was shocking, and helped to sober me up. "But it's easy to tell, right?" I asked, surprisingly coherent. "I'm always surprised," he said. "It's just best to ask. And remember to take your drugs." The pipe and torch appeared again, and he did a hit. He leaned in and pressed his lips against mine. As always, he blew a relentless, thick cloud. I shouldn't have done any more drugs. I was already too high to make any decision, much less a good decision. Yet once more, my body had other plans. "Please," I moaned. "Give me another one." I felt so good from the drugs. I wanted Colby to give me more. There was something very hot and right about a man like him forcing me to take drugs as they were fucking me. "And give me your poz load." "Nasty slut boy," Colby whispered in my ear. "I'm going to give you everything you dreamt of. And more." He stuck the pipe in my mouth, and pushed his dick into my ass. I just inhaled; there was nothing else I could do. "That's it. Let yourself get used to it. How good the drugs feel. How good a poz cock feels." "How good you feel. How good bareback feels," I mumbled, slowly exhaling the hit. "Focus on the pleasure," he said. "Pleasure," I repeated. "Pleasure," he said. "Absolute, utter pleasure." We continued to fuck. His cock was sliding in and out of me, lubricated by his pre-cum and the sperm of all the other men. "Just pleasure." I reached down and grabbed my cock. It was still soft, even though I had never been quite so aroused. "Here," he said, and grabbed my hands. He put them on his chest. His skin was warm, almost hot, and was stretched over firm muscles. There was a thick coating of hair, but it was wet with accumulated sweat from our sexual work-out. I ran my hands over his chest, feeling his erect nipples, before I moved down over his stomach. He was a man, so there was a slight gut. But there was no part of him that was soft, and he had a powerful core. I also took a long look at his tattoos. "Pentagram?" I asked, studying the black pentagon shape on his stomach. "It's for a fraternity I'm in." "Like college." "No. More than that. I'm sure you'll find out," he said. He was smiling. "And you'll love it." He leaned in and kissed me. "Now," he said between kisses. "Let's get you bred." "Please," I moaned. He felt so damn good, and I was getting hungry. There was no reason to delay anything. "Make me feel good." "That's right," he said. "Pleasure above all else." "Pleasure," I said. He thrust his cock into me. "Pleasure," said a new voice. The new man had climbed onto the sofa, and was right by my head. I looked up, seeing his hairy, muscular body. He had a gymnast's build, muscular, but dense and compact. He also had a thick, heavy cock. It was hanging down, fat and wide, but not yet hard. "Absolute, fucking pleasure," Colby said. "Pleasure," he moaned again as his cock slid all the way into me. "Giving pleasure." He pulled his cock out, then slammed it back into me. I gasped. "Taking pleasure." "Just pleasure," the stranger said. He let his dick brush against my lips. It was warm, and there was a bit of pre-cum at the tip. I tried to lick it, but he pulled it away. The salty-sweaty smell lingered though, reminding me how hungry I was. "Give it to him," the stranger said to Colby. "You want my poz cum?" Colby asked me. "Make you feel good. Give me pleasure." I nodded. The stranger had brushed his dick against my lips again. I tried to lick it again; I wanted everything inside of me. But he pulled away first. "Pleasure," I said. It was a hot, horned-up evening. Pleasure was the only priority. "Please," I said. "Oh fuck," Colby moaned, and slammed his cock into me. "So fucking close," he grunted, and pounded my ass relentlessly. I gasped, a combination of pain and pleasure. But before I could mutter even a grunt, the stranger finally relented and lowered his dickhead into my mouth. I was momentarily distracted by the stranger's musky head, and I started to lick it clean. I could taste pre-cum and sweat and piss and lube, all the necessary ingredients of a modern sex pig. I gulped down on his dickhead and shaft. "FUUUCK," Colby grunted, and I was jerked back to my immediate reality. The older man had rammed his raw cock back into my ass. Although he had been fucking me for quite a while, the most recent thrust had set off all my pain receptors. I was acutely aware that he was only the latest in a line of men to have used my hole, and it was now quite sore. "Your hole got so hot," he moaned. "I want to breed it." "Pleasure," the stranger said to Colby. "Get it." The stranger's dick was starting to grow in my mouth. His shaft was starting to press against the back of my mouth; much more and I would gag. Between his relentless mouth-fuck and Colby's agonizing pounding, it was hard to imagine what pleasure meant. "FUUUUCK," Colby grunted again. "I'm CUUUUUMING," he moaned. I could hear the men in the darkness slow slightly, listening to Colby get off in my ass. His dick throbbed, and a thick fluid coated my guts. At first, the semen soothed the painful burning sensation in my asshole. But then, Colby pulled partway out, and let his dick inject me with another few cc's of his cum. The second spurt was pure fire. It was as if Colby was filling me with molten lead, and each move of his dick made my ass burn even more. I didn't know how I was going to withstand it. "Pleasure," the stranger said, watching me squirm. There was no escaping being fucked. Colby's shaft slid back into me, and deposited another jet of white-hot sperm. "Take it," Colby grunted. "Take my poz cum. TAKE IT." "Oh god," I yelped. Colby gave me another dose of his high viral load sperm. My ass was now coated with his semen. I thought it was going to make his thrusts easier to endure, but every stroke burnt. "Oh God," repeated, whimpering each time Colby's dick spurted more semen into me. "TAKE IT," Colby grunted. On my back, legs in the air, it was impossible for me to resist. I had to take his sperm. "Take that dirty poz seed." Above me, the stranger dripped a bit more pre-cum into my mouth. I was glad that I was sucking him off; my hole was burning and it would be hard to get fucked immediately after Colby. "I know you love it," the stranger said. "Just focus on the pleasure." "Fucking PLEASURE," Colby said, repeating the stranger's mantra. His dick throbbed once more, and the burning in my hole only got worse. "Pleasure," he said. "Filled you up there." "Full of poz sperm, huh?" the stranger asked. I nodded as best I could with his dickhead still in my mouth. "Almost dripping out," Colby agreed. "Be a good boy," he said to me. "Hold it in as I pull out." I clenched my ass. It had been a few hours since Seth had first pressed into me, and my muscles were reaching exhaustion. But I was still able to tighten up enough to keep Colby's precious load in my hole. "Here's hoping you get fertilized," he said.