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Part 4: The Fucking David started fucking my ass slowly, just barely sliding in and out of my hole. Fuck his cock felt so good. As he slowly fucked my hole he started nibbling on my neck which was driving me crazy. My own cock was so hard underneath me that I knew he was going to make me cum again. He had me moaning like crazy. After a few minutes of barely thrusting David started pulling out just a little bit more. Damn this man really knew how to fuck. At this point he was rubbing against my prostate and that's all it took for my own cock to erupt. I know I soaked his bed in my cum. My hole clinched his cock so he stopped fucking me until my orgasm subsided. After a few minutes and a couple of more hits of the poppers my hole loosened it's grip on his cock and he proceeded to gently fuck me again. It was quite a while before he was withdrawing his cock almost completely before burying it back into my hole. I could feel beads of sweat hitting my neck and back as he was giving me a fucking I would never forget. The stamina of this man was truly remarkable. The poppers were keeping me in a state of constant arousal and relaxation at the same time. After what was probably about an hour of him fucking my hole he pulled out and laid on his back. He instructed me that it was now my time to do some work. He had me get on top and it took no effort for his cock to slide back into my hole. Oh my god being on top was definitely a different feeling. Giving I had never rode a cock before my rhythm was a bit awkward at first. But I'm a quick learner so it wasn't long before I found my rhythm and began riding his cock properly. I bounced slowly up and down and it felt great. David was playing with my nipples as I rode him and I had to concentrate really hard on his cock because it felt great having my nipples played with. I knew at this point this man could fuck my anytime he desired. After riding his cock for a while David mentioned he was getting really close to orgasm. He had me get off his back and put me on my back. He raised my legs up and slid his cock back inside. This time he really started fucking my hole with purpose. Damn he looked so hot being in total control of me. My own cock was hard again and I started jerking off as he pounded my ass. After a few minutes I lost it and shot my cum everywhere. I immediately scooped it up and started eating it and that was all it took for David. He said he was cumming and boy did he. He flooded my hole with so much cum that it was leaking out as he was cumming. Once his orgasm had subsided he completely collapsed on top of me. My legs wrapped around his waist as I held onto him while his heartbeat got back to normal. At this point I still wasn't aware what he had actually given to me. All I know is that even though this was my first sexual experience I knew it would be hard to top it. I glanced over to the window and noticed daylight was slowly approaching. I drifted off to sleep holding David in my arms. When I woke up I received some news that I definitely wasn't expecting.

((Author's Note: Man, I had a lot of errors when updating the previous story. Like using Fred instead of Frank. Should have a smoother read this time with the right names being used. Gotta remember I can't infinitely edit posts, haha)) pt 2 "So, what did you end up getting into last weekend while I was away?" Thomas' girlfriend asked. --- With a hand running up my thigh, grasping my nutsack and tugging gently, Frank continued, "...you could stay with us for a bit. Better than being alone, right?" Thomas was in a post bliss trance. Blood rushing back to his head post orgasm. The light tinted from the poppers. "We do have an extra room id you end up needing it." Mitch added as a comfort. Thomas slowly lifted to a seated position on the bed. The feeling of his body tingling back to him one nerve at a time. He felt the pressure of the butt plug Frank inserted. It churned inside Thomas as he moved spurring his dick as Frank tugged his balls. "Sure, why not." Thomas heard himself say. Frank and Mitch looked at each other, smiling devilishly like predators cornering their pray for the kill. Mitch moved to Thomas' side embracing the boy against his Bearish build. Mitch's body enveloped Thomas. This was a tenderness Thomas had not expected. Tears welled up briefly in his astonishment. This was the type of sexual experience Thomas never fully knew he wanted. He looked up at Mitch, and the two began kissing like lovers. Mitch's face pressed into Thomas. Their tongues rolling across each other. Lips parting briefly as Mitch kissed his way across Thomas' face. There was a small pop, at the entrance to Thomas' hole. Frank had gently removed the butt plug as Mitch was embracing their prize. As Thomas and Mitch kissed each other, Frank probed the seeded fuck chute with his fingers. The difference in pressure causing some cum to secrete out. Frank caught the blood pink leakage in his hand and brought it up to his mouth, slurping the spoodge like a ramen noodle. He went back to the well for more, getting a good amount of it on his hands and then used it to begin stroking Thomas now stiff cock. Thomas gasped into Mitch's mouth as they kised. The sensation of getting a cummy hand job was new and delightful. It felt like mix between spit and lube, but had an entirely different resistance as Franks hand glided under and down the shaft. As he stroked Frank moved up, positioning his cock head at Thomas' open and inviting hole. He held it at the entrance, the tip dancing on the rim of Thomas' sphincter, knocking at the backdoor. The tapping made Thomas' hole quiver and contract, slowly pulling in Frank's cock. Slowly, he entered his full length back into Thomas. Franks cock sunk deep into the trove, the walls of Thomas' ass pulsing, grasping, and sucking the rod deeper. The viral loads deposited by Mitch and Frank acting as the perfect lube. Frank loved a loose and dripping hole. It always pushed him to the edge of lustful madness, but he took his time to enjoy the now creamy texture of Thomas. With the weekend ahead of them, Frank was sure they would knock up Thomas and free him from the straight lie he was living. Thomas was moaning quietly and broke the kiss between Mitch and him. Mitch knowingly asked, "Are you getting fucked right now?" Thomas nodded, his cock harder even before they began. Mitch took notice of Thomas' engorged member. "Oh, you haven't bred hole yet, have you?" Mitch stated more than he asked as he cradled Thomas. Thomas shook his head. "Let's free you from your burden of negativity." Mitch said. Thomas was confused. He thought he had been in a good disposition throughout. He would have never considered Mitch was talking about his load. These were all thoughts he would have to process later. Frank was still gently fucking him and soon Mitch stood squatting over Thomas' erect cock, lining up the prick with his big Bear hole. Frank adjusted a little and spit onto Mitch's hole and Thomas' cock. Frank then withdrew his cock for a moment to add the churned loads he was fucking to Thomas' cock. Frank then guided Thomas' cock into Mitch's Bear ass. Mitch growled as he took the girth and length. His weight pushing into Thomas, flattening the young man on his back. Once Mitch reached the base, he leaned forward giving access to let Frank continue fucking. Thomas' mind was shot into space. The Bear of his dreams was riding him AND he was getting fucked at the same time. Mitch's hole was unlike any pussy he ever had. Tighter than the Virgins he deflowered. More velvety than the wettest of cunts. Mitch even took the length and girth of him in one go. None of Thomas' past lovers ever got close to this achievement. This revelation alone was overwhelming, but to have Frank fucking him while this was happening? There were no words Thomas had to express the pleasure. Yet, he couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to also have a dick down his throat too in this moment. As Mitch's body mass rose and fell on top of Thomas, PA studded cock flopping and thumping on Thomas' stomach. Thomas couldn't recall the piercing when they started, but wagered that is what he felt breaching the lips of his asshole. He had always wanted to know what a PA felt like inside. Yet another thing he could cross off of his bucket list. Frank picked up power in his thrusts. His movement transferred into Thomas whose hips would pump in and out of Mitch's hole. Thomas teetered on the edge. He never wanted to blow a load so bad in his life, but the competing sensations would only bring the orgasm to a simmer while keeping him hard. It was then he felt something new. Frank's big dick was hitting an unfamiliar spot inside Thomas. It was uncomfortable, but only because Thomas could feel himself losing the ability to control his body. "I think i found your button." Frank exclaimed as he adjusted each thrust to be angled at his new target. Mitch began to flex his kegels in time. Putting immense sucking pressure on Thomas' cock. Frank was the first to roar to climax, but he didnt stop fucking Thomas. The poz seed from Franks cock refilled Thomas' hole. The slapping sound of flesh on flesh became wetter, squishier, and Frank's cock did not soften. He continued to plow away at Thomas' prostate as his balls emptied. Mitch grabbed hold of Thomas' nipples, and began tugging and twisting them. He took the precum leaking from his cock as he road Thomas and brought it to the young man's mouth. Thomas sucked the tained pre greedily from Mitch's fingers. While taking his fingers away to return to Thomas' nipples, Mitch opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue, encouraging Thomas to do the same. When Thomas did, Mitch leaned forward, making sure Thomas' cock was still firmly up his Bear ass, and slowly spit into Thomas' mouth. Mitch could feel Thomas' cock expand in his hole in response to the act. Mitch "Woofed" in appreciation. Frank and him found exactly the kind of pig they were looking for to join their family. This will be an enjoyable weekend of "conversion therapy." As Frank continued hammering on his prostate, Thomas felt as if he was about to piss. The building sensation was as if he had been holding his bladder for days straight without relief, and now his body was about to take care of that with our without his conscious willingness. "I...I-I think I have to pee." Thomas panted out. This gave Mitch a laugh as he was riding Thomas. "I'm not getting off this cock until you give me all you have in you." Mitch replied between chuckles. "No seriously I-" Thomas started to stammer but soon began convulsing from the p-gasm Frank had finally made good on. It was if the entirety of his body was being flushed out of his dick and into Mitch's warm hole. At some point Thomas realized he had stopped breathing and gasped for air and his balls emptied of cum. Unlike other orgasms Thomas had previously, this came with such a force. As if Frank's fucking was actually pressurizing and priming the load as he hit Thomas' prostate. He felt like he was coming forever, and soon Frank joined him in his pleasure chorus as he emptied another load into Thomas' well fucked chute. As his partner emptied into Thomas, Mitch slowly lifted off of Thomas' cock. Clenching his hole as to not waste a drop of the massive load he just received. Mitch wasn't a fan of taking neg loads in his ass, but the cocktail he could create as the cum saturated his poz hole would make the perfect conversion snack. He turned around, his back now facing Thomas, and slowly backed up his big Bear ass into Thomas' face. "Eat your load out of my hole, boy. You deserve a creamy reward for your performance." Thomas was in no position to protest. With Mitch's mass on top of him and Frank's cock was still inside him, it was hard to go anywhere as Mitch backed up his cummy hole onto Thomas' face. Impressively, Frank was also still very hard inside Thomas' hole. The warmth and musky aroma from Mitch's ass was intoxicating as he took his seat ontop of Thomas. Instinctively, Thomas stuck out his tongue, aiming for Mitch's fresh fucked hole. Thomas could see his cum starting to leak out, and licked it across the rim of Mitch's asshole. Mitch sighed with pleasure as the boy lapped away at his hole. As Thomas began to dig his tongue in past the sphincter, Mitch relaxed his hole. Allowing gravity to flow the mixed load out and back into Thomas. Thomas noticed the cum tasted different, not bad, but had a mild fermented quality to it. "Maybe this is what Umami actually is." Thomas joked to himself as he lifted his head to press his face in deeper into Mitch. Thomas had to remind himself to take the occasional break for air as he gorged himself on Mitch's cream pie. He hadn't fully noticed Frank had withdrawn his cock from Thomas refilled hole. Before Frank reinserted the butt plug from earlier, he grabbed a toothbrush from the nightstand, and inserted it into Thomas. He began lightly abrasing the walls of Thomas' ass while he was none the wiser. Too busy feasting on Mitch's impressive ass. When Thomas did occasionally feel the brush, he assumed it was stubble from Frank's face. Before Thomas finished his meal, Frank took the brush out and reinserted the butt plug. Frank was getting hard again. Frank never had much trouble getting and staying hard, but the last time he was this excited was when he was converting Mitch. Which reminded him, he did have some friends over to help things along with Mitch. He could and should do the same for Thomas. They had all weekend after all.

I walked into the baths about 4 p.m., horny as hell, and saw this guy, Mike, coming out of the showers. He was the same guy who’d taken my load two weeks earlier. We’d fucked standing up; and I plowed his ass, my balls slapping his butt. But what caught my attention was the way he wiggled his ass at the end to catch the last few drops of my cum. I wondered why we hadn’t exchanged phone numbers. Mike was about 5'8, mostly shaved head, less than average body hair, nicely muscled, small waist, average cock, great legs, bubble butt, and still neg. Me? I’m 5'5, 150, beefy, muscular, good arms and legs, smooth, and poz. I’m normally a bottom and can take a severe pounding. About the only thing that makes me top is a stud pussy, preferably neg, who needs it more than I do. And this was one such guy. I zeroed in on him in the corridor, and our eyes locked. “Hi, Mike,” I said in my best nonchalant, glad-to-see-you manner. I wasn’t sure how much he remembered our previous encounter. He stopped, legs spread, ready for anything. I stepped behind him and slipped my hand beneath his towel. I knew what I’d find, but had to confirm. Yes! Lubed and ready to go. Moist hole. Nice pussy. I led him to the only room available, an open cubicle with the door removed. He lay down on the bunk, and right away I stuck a finger up his ass. He moaned. I knew how this was going to end. Just like it had the last time. I was going to fuck him raw, no rubber, my pozcum shooting up his ass. "You like taking loads, don't you?". He hesitated, reluctant to acknowledge his perversion. “You want my cock up your ass? You need it, don’t you?” I had to get this bottom to commit. To do so would expose him to a variety of venues. “Please, sir,” he begged. Compliance at last. I raised his legs to my shoulders and shoved my dick into his well lubed hole. He gasped audibly. We locked lips and sucked tongue. I gripped his head like a vise as he chewed my nips. I fucked him doggie-style. I put my fingers to his lips, and he sucked them eagerly into his mouth. I knew his type well--submissive, horny beyond belief--when in heat willing to do anything to achieve gratification. And I was unscrupulous and amoral enough to use his obsession to convert him. A small group had gathered in the doorway. Oblivious, we continued to fuck. Thinking that variety would achieve what my pozcum might not, I pulled him to a standing position, his chest against mine, his ass pointed toward the doorway. I kissed him, motioning for a guy, any guy, to cum over. Johnny-on-the-Spot approached and slipped his dick into Michael. The new dick took Mike by surprise; and reflexively he jerked away, but I pushed him back on it. When he realized I was the instigator, he spread his legs to ride it. Would I make a great pimp? Whoring this guy out. I spread his ass cheeks further. "Fuck his ass, " I commanded. "Fuck his faggot pussy. The cum slut wants it. The more he gets, the more he wants. He’s begging for it!" Mike was huffing and puffing, as his ass muscles coiled about each thrust, in an attempt to keep it in him forever. Out of nowhere a guy knelt between us to suck our dicks. Another approached to work our nips. Michael didn’t stand a chance. He moaned louder. I thought sure he was going to shoot; but it was Johnny-on-the-Spot who obliged. I slipped my finger in Michael to be sure. He’d been bred all right. Pushing the other guys aside, I crouched down and stuck my tongue up Michael’s ass to taste it. The guy who’d been sucking our dicks stood beside us panting. I supposed he deserved a little something for his efforts. So I again spread Michael’s ass, urging the cocksucker to make a deposit. A few minutes later, he complied. That's it, I thought to myself. Watching these guys fuck had whetted my appetite. Brotherly love can go just so far. Then you got to take care of #1. I pushed Mike savagely to the bed and entered him. Wow! Manpussy lubed with jizz made all the difference in the world. Fresh cum sloshed around in him, massaging his innards and lubing my dick. His pussy felt so warm and wet and cumfy . I shot the 3rd load of the evening in his sweet hole. All this was fucking had taken its toll on Michael. He began to groan, "I’m cuming! I’m cuming!” and shot all over his stomach. I quickly bent down to lap it up; and we headed out, through the crowd, to the showers. He kept saying, "Man, that was a first for me. I’m such a tramp." I replied that I’d helped him become that tramp. He nodded, and I could tell he really enjoyed getting ganged. He got this glint in his eye as he said, "I’m not gonna forget this for a long, long time." I agreed, but not for the reasons he had in mind, considering that I am poz, and he was neg, and his other two fucks were, to say the least, iffy. End of story? Not quite. We showered, toweled off, and kissed. It was that final lingering kiss that told me neither one of us had had enough. I dragged Mike over to a toilet cube and sat down on the seat. I had him bend over, ass facing me. I licked his hole and finger-fucked him. He started moaning for the umpteenth time. My dick sprang to action as I realized that the cum-whore still hadn’t had enough. I pulled him down on my cock. The cum loads already in him lubed my dick, and I fucked the 4th load of the day into him. There we were, in the toilet, a couple of poz pigs, fucking like dogs. Oh, shit, I’m getting ahead of myself.

I had every intention to drop him at his door and speed away as fast as I could. Before he opened the passenger door he leaned in and gave me a passionate kiss. I’m a sucker for kissers and kissing. We had fucked so quickly that I hadn’t experienced his skill. I should have pushed him away, but I leaned in and our tongues were entwined. “Come up for a drink. You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to. I promise you.” He offered. “No fucking way, you are too gorgeous and way too good a kisser. I can’t trust myself!” I spoke emphatically. “Nice. My loads in your ass are working their magic.” He crowed “I said NO. which of those two letters’ don’t you understand?” I pleaded. Again, our lips were locked. Our tongues danced and without thinking my hand was on his crotch. I couldn’t have missed how hard he was. “You know you want it again. Come on up, let’s have a drink and see where things go.” His voice was so confident. “Just a drink. Nothing more.” I timidly conceded. As soon as we entered the apartment, I could hear the unmistakable sounds of sex. The thwap, thwap, thwap of deep intense fucking. “I’ve gotta get out of here!” I cried as I reached for the just closed door. As quickly he grabbed my hand and dragged me to the kitchen door. Leaning over the kitchen sink was a black man being fucked by a pot-bellied daddy a bit older than me. The black man was all legs and black as ebony. Such a contrast with the pasty white dude railing his ass. This was better than a porn video. I was transfixed. They fucked ferociously for ten more minutes. “Oh, yeah daddy!” crooned the black man “Give it to me good! Awe!” “I’m getting close fag, where do you want my load.” Gasped the daddy. “Cum in my ass.” No sooner said than done. I expected the daddy to pull a full condom off when he extracted his deflating average size dick. He didn’t, and the black man was hoovering and cleaning his cock instantly. “Did I just see what I think I saw?” I asked my new friend. “That depends on what you think you saw.” He grinned. “Was that raw bareback sex, and he let himself get bred?” “Just like you did with me earlier Silver daddy. Yup, that’s what I saw!” I wanted to run, but my feet felt encrusted in concrete and I’d already fished out my hard cock to stroke. “I see you’re ready for more.” My gym buddy. “Load in my ass and bigger load in my balls. Ready to plant in this new Silver daddy!” crooned the black man directly towards me. I now saw him standing full frontal for the first time. Muscular swimmers build, not an once of fat anywhere. Broad shoulders, narrow waist, stereotypical BBC. The moment I saw that shlong was the moment I knew I needed to ride it. “Do you have a condom to fit that beautiful cock?” I asked him. “I do, but my friend already bred a load into you.” Black man “Two!” crowed my breeder. “Yeah,and how often has he bred you?” my question to the black man. “Dozen or so times.” He smiled “That’s why you need a condom to get into my ass, and don’t be confused, I do want to ride you, I need you inside me.” I couldn’t believe my boldness. Or my actions, I was pealing my clothes. I couldn’t get naked quickly enough. It was my turn to lean over the sink as the black man sheathed his flesh sword. I hated the feel of the condom as it found my hole. But with lube and fingering I soon opened and let it in. With time for me to take a deep breath he steadily started to push in deeper and deeper. Little by little I felt fuller and fuller. Eventually I felt his free-swinging balls on my taint. The fucking strokes were steady. I reached between my legs to make sure the condom was doing it’s job. Soon after he pulled out of me. “Damn condom”, he complained. “It needs some adjusting …. Awe …. That’s better.” As he pushed back into me. It felt much better. As I reached to check the condom again, I thought, ‘he must have got a kink out.’ The base of his cock was nicely sheathed I established and reassured myself. His pounding fuck continued as I was turned from over the sink to suck the two other cocks in the room. I was kept busy from one to the other as my ass was being pummeled by the gorgeous black swimmer. I was beginning to wear out when the black man proclaimed; “I’m close. Where do you want my load?” Sure he was wearing a condom I answered quickly. “Cum in me!” His pulsing cock and ejaculatory groan assured me that’s just what was happening. Several pulses later, and some deep restorative breathing later I turned as he pulled his softening dick out of me. I look to watch him pull off the full condom. But that didn’t happen, or at least not like I had expected. The condom was rolled up around the base of his thick black cock. No wonder it had switched to feeling so good when he had re-entered. I slid fingers into my ass to assure myself ‘I’d just been bred’ by the black jock. To be 100% sure I sucked those fingers into my mouth. Fresh sperm and ass juice. It had been so very many years since I had tasted that. It was like a magic ambrosia and my dripping hole needed another raw cock. It got two. The young guy from the gym, and the other daddy. I felt like such a nasty slut swinging my ass between them as they took turns raw dogging me. Surprisingly the other daddy was the first to cum in me, quickly followed by my gym friend. Only then did my brain come back to clear thinking. ‘Holy fuck I’ve just let three guys … three strangers! … pump 5 loads into my ass. Holy fuck! I even knew one of them is pretty sure he’s infected, just doesn’t care. And I still allowed it, initiated it! HOLY, HOLY FUCK!’ I retrieved my clothes and was out of that apartment in a flash. I pulled my jeans on commando just as the elevator arrived. A big hairy bear of a man was already on board. He must have been on his way to the laundry. He was only wearing black gym shorts and a wife beater t. We each took one look at each other. His right hand reached for his crotch. Mine found I hadn't done up my jeans.

It's been a few weeks or more since my last fun. I got the night to myself and jumped on the apps. Found a 60+ top not to far from me. Profile looked good so I texted him. He got back and said looking for a sub bottom. I said im your man. He said he liked my profile and saw bondage on it. I said love it. He pin dropped his location and I headed over. Got close then sent me the address. I got there he was much heavier than the pics. But I didn't mind. We headed upstairs to a bedroom and told me to strip as he place a few pillows on the bed center. Then told me to lay over the pillows face down. nervous I did he sat on my back reached over the bed and pulled out rope that was tied to the post. He proceeded to tie my wrists then got off and I felt my leggs tied wide. At this point I was getting friggin hot and nervous. He stood there looking at me then started rubbing my ass and leggs . I looked over at him as he stripped then grabbed something from a night stand. Then got to my ass as he spread my cheeks and gave me a great licking in and around my hole. He got up and said your hole is mine as I felt lube getting rubbed on. He climbed up and was hard as hell. I felt his cock line up with my hole as he poured something on my hole. Then he slowly pushed in. He was a decent size but a great length. Then he laid on me . I thought he was going to crush me as his cock slid in. He put his arm around my neck and squeezed tightly as he started pumping. He growled in my ear as he said im going to pound you. I said do it. And he did. Pounding hard and choking me as his arm tightly squeezed my neck. He pounded for some time till I heard him moan then stopped. He just laid on me for a little and got off. I was ready to get untied but nope. He left me there. Then grabbed his underwear and shoved it in my mouth. Took a tie and wrapped it around my mouth to keep it in. Then left. I laid there for at least 30 minutes feeling my hole dripping. Then he came back with a friend and told him he's all yours. He just dropped his pants stroked a little and climbed on me and pounded the hell out of me as we were being watched. He finished got up and they both left. A few minutes later I got untied and told to leave. So I did.

My jeans were below my knees, and I was bent over holding onto the elevator handrail in a flash. Just as quickly the bear moved in behind me. He was a good boy scout and came prepared because he was holding a magnum condom package in front of my face. “Do we need this?” his deep base voice purred in my ear. “Yes.” I could redeem myself. I could hear him tear open the package and I looked around to watch him roll it onto the baseball bat that hung between his legs. Even with the recent workouts it took quite a bit of effort to get his sheathed head into my hole. A gentleman he gave me time to breath and adjust to his considerable girth. When I began to push back, he slid into me balls deep quite easily. “Well prelubed, eh? What do you use?” he inquired. “Um … Ummm” I hesitated to tell the truth. “Cum?" “Fuck, wow! Yours or someone else’s?” “Others” again I hesitantly confessed. “Plural. How many guys?” “Three.” My sheepish response. “So, you’re carrying three fresh loads? Friends or strangers?” “Actually, three guys, five loads … … all strangers.” “Wow, no wonder I slipped in so easily.” He lazily fucked me until the elevator reached the basement. He pressed the stop button. “So can I bareback you?” he asked. “You could, but I’d rather you didn’t. “I was proud of my resolve. “What makes me different from those other strangers?” “They were an oops. I always play safe.” “One is an oops, three guys and five loads is more than a major oops.” He chided me with good humour. “You’re right. It had just been so long, and I’m so fucking tired of condoms.” Why did I confess the last part? “Then can I take this one off?” “No?” my voice was weak. “You sure?” his deep voice in my ear sent tingles throughout my body. “No.” As he pulled out of me, and I could hear the condom snap off he said. “Then let’s give it a try.” “Ok?” it may have been feeble, but I’d given him permission. The contrast as he entered me with his raw monster was mind blowing. My groan of satisfaction left no doubt I’d made the right choice for both of us. He was soon pounding away, thwap, thwap, thwap. “Can you take more?” he was so polite to ask. “Fuck yeah, harder!” For the next five minutes the entire elevator shook. His breathing became erratic, and he asked; “Where do you want this strangers load?” “Cum in me. Breed me … … … oh fuck yeah! That’s it.” I felt nine contractions as he added his seed to the others. As he was unloading deep inside me the elevator doors opened and in stepped a big burly overweight guy wearing work coveralls. The badge read ‘Building Super.” “What have we here?” the super asked as he pressed the stop button, and the doors closed once again. The bear pulled out of me. “Not only fags fucking in my elevator but doing it raw! My, my, what are we going to do about that?” I didn’t have to wait long for the answer. His coveralls dropped to the floor and covered nothing under them. His naked six-inch erection was in my sloppy ass in no time. I found myself pushing back as much as he fucked into me. It wasn’t long until he was groaning, “Breeding your fag ass slut, argh! Fuuuccckkkk! Yeah, that’s what you get for fuckin in my elevator! Now get dressed and get the hell out of here before I call the cops.”

Here am I saying this after seroconverting 20 years ago- it kinda goes with the territory. If you are fucking raw, you are most probably going to catch an STD eventually. Moreover, the fun part of fucking a cumdump (I haven't had the pleasure yet) is feeling the loads in an ass, which could carry any type of STD. PREP protects the person taking the prophylactic, not anyone else. If you really want to play, get PREP and doxyprep. And while you are at it, get your Hep A and Hep B shots.

Update: I took two more loads after my dr’s apptmt Total body count today: about 23

As I stepped out of the gym and headed to my car, I realized this young guy was following me. I thought maybe his car must be near mine. I had made it clear at the time of his ludacris invitation to have his roommates breed me that I wanted no part of more risky sex with him or anyone else. I was frightened enough already by his two loads seeping into my gut walls. Why hadn’t I gone to the bathroom immediately and pushed, indeed flushed them out? When I got to my door he stepped up to the passenger side. “What the fuck do you think you are doing?” more than a hint of anger in my voice. “Showing you the way to my place to watch my roommates raw fuck your juicy ass.” He cockily replied. “I told you NO!” “Oh, I didn’t think you meant that. Could you at least drive me home? The bus takes so long.” He asked with confidence. “OK” I relented to letting him in my car. It was about a half hour drive. He immediately turned the conversation to sex and got me to admit that I had enjoyed our shower romp. As well, ‘yes it was fucking hot to have his loads in my gut, and mine in his.’ “How long since you were last bred?” his casual question. I considered not answering but relented. “Over five years.” "Have you missed it?" “I’d be lying if I said no. But it is so dangerous now.” “Tell me about before. Before you turned all safe sex. Were you promiscuous?” He was genuinely interested. I opened up about my past. It felt good to reminisce. I confessed I'd been the only out cock sucking high school fag. “Sucked down hundreds of loads from classmates, entire sports teams, visiting and home, as well as truckers at the stop a short bike ride from my hometown. That’s where I first got fucked. One night three truckers took me back into the woods, leaned me against a tree and one by one, entered me, pounded me silly and bred me deep. Turned me instantly into a gang bang cum dump slut. I sucked and was fucked by dozens and dozens of men through my college years. Even made it to Fire Island, and the times I had in The Pines! Yeah, I was promiscuous in those days. It’s a miracle I didn’t end up with AIDS. I knew I couldn’t stop the promiscuity so took up the ‘safe sex bible’. That is until today and your attempt to rip it out of my hands and head. You’re so fucking handsome and persuasive. You may have got me to slip, but I have no intention of letting it go any further.” “But you’re still funkin turned on with my load in your ass?” He persisted. “Yeah, and it has me nostalgic for the pre-AIDS days. Achingly nostalgic, but that’s as far as you get.” Bearing my soul. For the rest of the ride, he talked about his conservative up-bringing. Knowing from an early age yet holding off until college. Loosing his oral and anal virginity to a senior in a dorm shower during orientation week. Terrified and going to the on-campus nurse having let the senior cum in his no longer virgin ass. Surprised to find a handsome male nurse who was very understanding and had delivered his second breeding before he left the health office. Next night at a frosh party followed a handsome blonde from the swim team into the bathroom. Didn’t leave the washroom until he had the blonde’s swimmers pumped into his gut along with seven more loads of cum from a string of other guys. Never asked about his test results on his many returns to visit the male nurse over the last three years. To that day had never warn or had a condom inside him. No idea about his status, nor did he care to find out! I was determined to have nothing to do with him after dropping him at his place.

Part 3: The Insertion David broke the kiss after several several minutes of heavy kissing and making out. He guided me onto his king size bed. He had me lay on my stomach with my legs slightly spread. He then rubbed my cheeks to help relax my hole. After a few minutes David spread my cheeks and then I felt his tongue on my hole. I had to latch onto the rails of his headboard because it felt so fucking amazing. At this point all he was doing is circling around the outside of my hole and it had my cock ready to explode. After several minutes of him just rimming my hole he then slowly started inserting his tongue inside my hole. This was all it took to send me over the edge and I came hard. But to my own surprise my cock remained hard after my orgasm had subsided. My hole must have clamped down on David's tongue for a bit because I didn't feel any more penetration. Once I had calmed down my hole loosened it's grip on his tongue and he continued tongue fucking my hole. After a few minutes David removed his tongue from my hole and reached over to his nightstand and grabbed the lube he had. He poured the lube on my hole first and began working it inside of me. He had done a hell of a job prepping my hole because he easily slid three fingers inside without any resistance. Once he had my hole lubed up he lathered his cock up and rubbed it all over his cock. I was so hungry for his cock that the thought of a condom never crossed my mind and he didn't mention it either. Once he was lubed up he put the head of his cock right at my waiting hole. The time has finally arrived where my complete virginity was about to be taken. Even after preparing my hole and loosening my hole up there was still a little resistance from my hole. David told me to push like I was taking a poop but not too much and he should start slipping in. I did as he told me to do and sure enough his cock slipped through my outer ring. There was definitely some pain. But not enough for me to stop him. I don't know where it came from but David produced a bottle and he told me to close one nostril and inhale three times and then do the same thing on the other side. I did as he instructed and immediately I felt like my head was spinning. It definitely has an effect on my hole because I felt it relax and David's cock slid in further. After a few minutes David's cock was all the way in. He laid on top of me for around a minute or so so my ass could get used to his cock inside of it. Once my hole was accustomed to his cock he told to inhale from the bottle again. This time around I felt like I was stoned but completely relaxed and ready to be fucked by David's beautiful cock. David licked my ear and told me to hang onto the head rails because my life was about to change. Little did I know what he meant but I was definitely about to find out.

I was smoking weed and watching porn as usual, but I needed something more. I Loved watching guys take loads in their butts, but one video gave me more. A guy was getting pozzed on purpose. My dick instantly got harder than it ever had before. As I was watching this guy's conversion, I became obsessed with pozzing. I watched every poz verbal video I could find while smoking a shit ton of weed. My brain became highly infected with the need to get pozzed. I got on Grindr, and I found a guy with unknown status. "Hey there Daddy, wanna fuck me raw?" I typed. "I do, but I want you to know that I'm probably poz. I only put my status as unknown on here because I haven't gone to the doctor recently. However, I was confirmed poz before, and I've stopped taking my meds, so I'm a very risky fuck." Daddy warned in his reply message. I moaned. "What if I told you that I have a fetish for getting pozzed?" I typed back. "Get your ass over here right now." Daddy responded. "I'll be right there." I typed. I got to his place, and thankfully his house smelled just as dank as mine. He grinned when he saw me and offered me some weed. We smoked a shit ton together, and headed for the bedroom. We both stripped naked, and Daddy pushed me on the bed. I spread my legs as wide as they would go missionary style. Daddy positioned his rock hard cock at my hole. "This is your last chance to back out. Once I put my dick in your butt, I won't stop until I flood your guts with my toxic seed." Daddy warned. "I want it Dad. I really wanna be poz like you. I want you to fuck me and own me. Please give me your gift" I begged. Daddy grinned. Daddy stuck his dick slowly up my ass. I moaned loudly. I could feel every inch of his rock hard bare cock sliding in and almost out of my butt, but Daddy never pulled all the way out. He thrusted his angry dick balls deep inside of my butt. Daddy placed his forehead against mine. His chest on my chest, we were one connected body. Daddy looked deep into my eyes. "This is the point of no return Boy. I'm going to keep fucking you until I claim you with my poz seed." Daddy said. "Yes Dad, please fuck your poz seed deep inside my butt. I want to take all of it. I want the bug to change my body and my life to serve you as your permanent cumdump." I said. Daddy thrusted harder and faster inside of me. I could feel his dick pushing against my anal walls, and the skin felt so good inside of my butt. I matched his rhythm, fucking his dick with my ass just as much as he was fucking me. "I hope you want this strain, because you're gonna get it" Daddy said. I moaned. "Fuck yes Dad, I really wanna be pozzed. I want you to blow your load inside of me. I want your seed to convert me. I need your disease. I WANT YOUR HIV IN MY BUTT!!!" I yelled. Daddy banged me as hard as he could. The session lasted all night. We just couldn't get enough of my conversion. Daddy was so happy to bring me into the family, and I was so excited to join the poz brotherhood. "I'm going to make you one of our own. You're about to be pozzed for life. I'm going to convert your butt, and you will be too toxic for anyone except for bug chasers and other poz guys" Daddy said. "I want to be pozzed so I can knock up other boys for you Dad" I said. "Oh fuck yeah Son, I fucking Love how twisted you are" Daddy said. "I'm crazy for HIV Dad. The gift is all I think about now. I want you to make me pregnant with your poz babies" I said. Daddy fucked me more and more, his dick sliding deeper and deeper into my butt, past my second ring, his dickhead fully in my guts. The sliding skin felt amazing inside of me. "I'm gonna get you pregnant with my demon sperm" Daddy teased. "Fuck yes Dad, knock me up, get me pregnant, I want you to convert me!" I said loudly. "You better really want it, because it's coming, and there's no turning back" Daddy teased. "Do it Daddy please, give me your demon seed deep inside of my guts! GIVE ME HIV!!!" I screamed. Daddy thrust into my guts, and his dick swelled up in me. "I'M GONNA CONVERT YOU!!!" Daddy yelled. "CONVERT MY BUTT!!!" I screamed. Daddy's dick started spasming inside of my butt, and I felt every inch of his dick jerking inside of me. With howls of pleasure, Daddy blasted stream after stream of poz cum deep inside of my butt and guts. I felt every drop of hot toxic sperm shooting inside of me. Daddy kept going. "I can't stop cumming! This has got to be a new record for the biggest, longest load ever! You better really want this, because you are definitely going to be infected for life from this fuck!" Daddy exclaimed. "Fuck yes Daddy, fill my butt all the way up with your cum! I want to be your permanent poz slut!" I said. Daddy held me tight with his dick inside of me for as long as possible. I could feel his cum squish in my ass. Daddy quickly got his butt plug from his dresser drawer. I could feel the cum overflowing from my butt in a big stream. Daddy caught it all with his hand, and he scooped it mack into my butt, along with the butt plug. I moaned. "You will be my poz whore for life now. I've infected you good. If you thought you were horny before, just wait. Your mind is about to be blown with how much you think of getting recharged" Daddy said. "Fuck me forever Daddy" I replied. THE END

The All-Natural Massage I answered his ad offering 1-hour massages. The address provided was for a small house in a quiet neighborhood on the west side. I guess he worked out of his home. When I rang the bell there was a pause and then the door opened. “Hi! I’m Ken. You must be Cliff! Come on in!” The well-proportioned man, standing in front of me on bare feet, was quite good-looking! He had a deep tan, curly blond hair and a ready smile. He was wearing only a gauzy tank top and a pair of white terrycloth shorts. As my gaze surreptitiously travelled down his body, I could tell that he wasn’t wearing any underwear. His cock and balls kept shifting beneath the soft fabric, their outline clearly visible. He led me down a short hallway and through a doorway at the end. “I use this room for my massage studio,” he said. The room was simply furnished with a couple of chairs, a floor lamp and, on a table in the corner, soothing music emanated from a CD player. The pleasing smell of sweet incense hung in the air. In the center of the room stood a large sturdy massage table covered with a clean white sheet. Ken asked me to get undressed and said I could put my clothes on one of the chairs. “You can keep your briefs on, if you like.” I felt a little shy, but did as he instructed. “Hop up onto the table,” he said! “Just lie on your stomach and relax! You told me on the phone that you’ve never had a massage before. You’re gonna be in for a real treat!” As I got comfortable, he told me that he’d been a licensed masseur for over 10 years. His style, he explained, could be summed up in one word: “natural.” “Yep! Natural oils, natural scents, natural touch. Nothing could be finer!” To my surprise, he then removed his shorts and shirt. He stood naked before me. His cock, framed by a large bush of dense, curly black hair, bobbed mere inches from my face. It seemed to be swelling slightly, as if happy to be set free. I guessed that, when fully erect, it would probably be pretty big. What seemed to be a clear drop of pre-cum glistened on the very tip. Sagging heavily behind his penis, two large egg-shaped balls swayed back and forth, suspended in a soft hairy sac. “I like to be nude when I’m working…naked as the day I was born. It feels more natural, more right. Nothing like the feel of bare skin! I hope you don’t mind!” I didn’t know what to say…so I didn’t say anything! He started the session, massaging my feet and legs, working his way up along my body. His touch felt wonderful. His experienced hands kneaded and stroked my cares away. “That’s it,” he said. “Just let yourself go! Let your aches and cares and inhibitions slip away.” I gave myself over to the pleasure of his touch. He had me turn over onto my back and resumed his efforts on my body, once again working his way up from my feet. Magic fingers! Did that sound too corny? He then disclosed, “By the way… I’m HIV-positive. I hope that’s not a problem for you.” “I guess that’s OK,” I stammered. “You know, of course,” he added, “that my virus can only be transmitted by an exchange of bodily fluids such as blood or semen, not by the touch of bare flesh on flesh. Besides, even if I was to fuck someone right here on the table, there’s no guarantee they’d catch my bug in just one try.” “Do you take that daily PrEP?” I enquired. “Doesn’t that keep your viral load in check?” He laughed! “I wouldn’t use that stuff if you PAID ME! I hardly ever get tested, but my count is usually pretty high! For better or worse, I’d rather keep healthy the natural way. I follow a strict dietary & exercise regimen every day.” “Yeah!” he continued. “Natural’s the only way to go. Hell, I even have sex naturally. You won’t find any condoms around here!” This sure sounded risky to me, but I didn’t think it was my place to say anything. He interrupted my thoughts. “Here! Lift up your hips for a minute!” Without much hesitation, I did as I was told. Ken grasped my briefs by the waistband and with one sharp tug, they were down to my knees. “I bet that’s a bit more comfortable!” One of his hands cupped my nuts. “Mmmm! Nice balls you got there,” he said as he gently rolled them around in the palm of his hand. He grinned and asked, “What kind of seed you got in here anyway? Negative?” I BLUSHED! “I KNEW it! So…These balls are full of neg seed? That’s kinda hot! You know…my poz hands…all over your neg body.” His talk was getting me both flustered and, at the same time, turned on. My dick inched across my belly as it began to grow. Ken smiled! “Maybe we should get you out of these briefs. I’m thinking, they’ll just get in the way.” He pulled them off, tossing them on the chair with the rest of my clothes. I wanted to question his actions, but Ken just shook his head. “Don’t worry,” he said! “I do this all the time.” He went back to fondling my testicles, gently rolling and tugging on them. By now, my cock was fully erect. I was embarrassed that my excitement was so obvious. One of Ken’s fingers found my sphincter. At first it made little circles, but soon the tip started nudging and poking, seeking admission. “You’re awfully tight down here, Cliff. I’m going see if can get you to loosen up a little!” I guess I started to get nervous. Everything seemed to be happening so fast. I tried to sit up, but he placed his hands on my shoulders and eased me back down again. “Don’t worry, Baby! I know just the thing to totally relax you.” He leaned forward and engulfed my straining cock in his mouth. His wet lips fastened on the shaft and his tongue started swirling around the sensitive head. “How’s that feel, now? Better? I thought so. You know…your body is VERY responsive. Your penis is so fucking stiff.” With that, he resumed his oral attentions. Suddenly, I became aware that his probing finger had found its way up inside me. He pulled away and looked at me. “You know…my finger…my POZ finger…has penetrated your butt. Technically, my virus is now…INSIDE YOU! What do you think…does that turn you ON?” To my utter shame, my body stiffened, my hips bucked and, without even being touched, my dick began to gush sperm. Ken leered and said, “Yeah! That’s what I thought! Deep down, your body knows what it wants!” He bent forward and took my spurting penis back into his mouth. “Mmmm!” After he had drained me and lapped up the spilled seed, he gazed at me and said, “You know…lots of my clients have gotten turned on by thoughts like that…just like you did. Hell…I’ve had clients get SO HOT they actually BEGGED me to fuck them…fuck them right here on the table…despite knowing I would probably knock them up. I mean, I hardly ever go ahead and actually do it, but once in a while…you know…a guy like me has needs too! I wanna get laid…just like the next guy!” I wanted to protest but his lips sealed over mine, his tongue snaking into my mouth, dueling with mine…distracting me…confusing me. Ken returned to my cock, kissing and licking at it. Amazingly, I got hard again almost instantly! “Ready for more, I see,” he said, smirking. “Mmmm! Just the way I like it.” His head descended on my rigid shaft. For the next 20 minutes or so, he kept me right on the edge, several times backing off when he felt my body tighten in anticipation of cumming again. I felt lost in a haze of sexual stimulation! At some point, something shifted in the mood. Somehow, I could tell that the focus was shifting away from my needs over to Ken’s. I looked at him as his mouth came off my cock, ropes of his saliva dripping down onto me. His face took on an odd expression. “I think you’re ready, Baby! It’s time to have some fun!” He went to the foot of the table and, grasping my ankles, he started to raise my legs. “I’m gonna get up on the table with you! That’ll make things a lot easier.” As he climbed up, his shoulders naturally began pushing my legs back, forcing my knees down against my chest. He kept looking into my eyes, telling me it was going to be OK. “This is what you want, Baby…and I’m going to give it to you!” I wanted to resist but he kept kissing away my protests. I could feel his cock bobbing against my hole, his dickhead leaving a slippery trail of goo. I knew that he was trying push into me, but, stiff as he was, his cock kept slipping, owing to the copious amounts of pre-cum that was leaking all over. Here I was, on the verge of letting a total stranger fuck me, knowing that he would end up filling me with his toxic ejaculate. Panicking, I started to struggle. “Hey!” he barked! “You want me to have to get a little rough? Is that it? You want it rough?” “No!” I whimpered! And with that, my resistance vanished. I was ready to submit. “Please!” I implored. Again and again I said the word, not sure exactly what I was begging for. “PLEASE!” My body surrendered as well as my spirit. My hole, which had been clamped tight as a last defense, now opened, giving him full permission to enter me. I could feel his girth as he slid in, stopping only when he could penetrate no further. He sighed in satisfaction. “I can’t last as long as I used to, but I can still get the job done. You might not convert, but if you do, you’re gonna love having a part of me growing inside you.” “Please!” There was that word again! Ken started up a nice and easy pistoning motion. “Fuck, yeah! Skin on skin! All-natural…just the way it’s supposed to be…just the way I like it! Fuck! You being NEGATIVE…me being POSITIVE…that makes it SO HOT, don’t you think?” He lowered his mouth and pressed his lips tightly to mine, cutting off any possibility of my answering that question. He settled into the slow steady rocking motion with his hips. He breathed into my ear, “I’m in no hurry, Baby!” Occasionally, he’d rotate or grind his hips so I was always aware of his large cock as it moved within me. The constant repetition mesmerized me to the point where my thoughts and worries ebbed away. As the repetitive power of the fuck took hold of my senses, I lost track of time. Ken’s voice drifted in from somewhere. “Is this what you want, Baby? I need you to tell me!” I moaned in response. He said, “Say ‘Yes!’ I want to hear you say ‘yes!’” I moaned again! Louder this time! “SAY IT!” I opened my eyes and looked up at him, felt him deep inside me. “Yes!” I said. “Please…YES!”

I had just sat in at the rowing machine in my gym when I noticed a stunning young man who looked Middle Eastern. He was sweating away on the stair master in front of me. I had a bird’s eye view of his perfect bubble butt and his well-developed calves and thighs as they worked their muscular dance. Thankfully he couldn’t see how intensely I was staring. I started to row and soon found I had set my pace to his movement. It was a bit faster and more vigorous that my normal workout rate, but I had become mesmerized. I had been so hypnotized by the oscillation of his ass cheeks that I didn’t notice when he first stepped off his machine and turned to take in the entirety of the gym. I stayed in my trance so long that he began to stare back at me. I awoke deeply startled and embarrassed when he began to move in my direction. He gracefully traveled to the rowing machine beside me and moved directly into action. I tried to avert my attention but caught myself straining to watch him out of the corner of my eye. He started by setting his pace with mine and soon started to speed up ever so slightly. Unconsciously I found myself being drawn; seduced, to speed up with him. I was once again soon in a trance and lost track of how much my eyes had turned to focus on his well-developed arms. I thought the thick black hair on them was just about the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. The tightening and relaxing rhythm of his muscles as the carriage slid back and forth was like the working of a steam engine piston. My gaze moved beyond his arms to notice his bare torso showing through the almost waist deep cut of the arms of his workout shirt. His six-pack rippled, his pectorals pulsed, and his dark nipple … well, what can I say? … a man’s nipple is like a sexual magnet for my eyes. Especially when it is seductively peaking out from behind his gapping shirt. I was still rowing but my head was now clearly turned and staring at this gorgeous specimen of a man. If he noticed he hadn’t let on. I took in his warm face with thick five o’clock shadow, his flowing black longish wavy hair, and those dark dark brown eyes. They were focused directly in front of him, was he oblivious to my shameless attention and staring? Or was he intentionally teasing my sexual desire for such an unattainable specimen of a man? My cock was now fully aroused and tenting my work-out shorts. Why had a put on the jock strap with the mesh pouch when I left the stand-up tanning booth? The mesh was stretchy and designed to grow with the hardening tool inside. Without thinking I reached to adjust my hard on and the handles went crashing forward smacking my knees as they passed. An involuntary yelp exploded through my tightly clenched lips, followed by the ever present Canadian “Sorry.” He stopped rowing and asked if I was OK. Painfully aware he was now the one staring my erection twitched as if to say “here, over here, notice me.” He’d heard it loud and clear. He didn’t believe my response; “Oh sorry, no I’m fine.” “You don’t look fine. That looks mighty uncomfortable, and I think you need some help with it.” He said this with a teasing grin. “Fuck, I’m sorry.” I blurted. “You say sorry a lot. Is that your pat response when a guy comes on to you?” I could barely register his words I was so embarrassed and shocked. “Sorry. A guy like you wouldn’t want to fuck me.” ‘My God’ I thought, ‘did I say that with my outside voice?’ “Actually, I think your one sexy Silver Daddy. Nothing I’d like more than to get a piece of your hairy ass.” Did he not realize we were in the middle of a busy public gym? “Um … um … thanks?” I was so flustered it came out as a question. His encouraging voice and Middle Eastern accent; “Come on, lets go.” , as he jumped up from his machine. I sat staring at my tent, “But, but…?” “Celebrate it daddy, let’s show it off, no need to be embarrassed.” His words of encouragement. I reluctantly stood and he took my hand leading me toward the lockers. When I slowed to search for my lock his grip increased, and he yanked me on and into one of the shower rooms. Closing and locking the door he pushed me against the wall and planted a full lipped passionate kiss on my mouth. I soon melted from my frozen shock and our tongues began exploring the inside of each others’ mouths. After a full two minutes we broke the face sucking, and he was the first to speak. “Fuck yea daddy! You are one good kisser, I like that!” I couldn’t say anything, I just stood their melting under the gaze of those beautiful dark eyes. He then reached over and pulled my stretched wife beater over my head. He tossed it aside and ran his dark fingers through my thick chest hair. When I still didn’t move, he ripped off his shirt and quickly leaned in to suck on my nipples. As he gave them intense and lingering attention I felt his hand push down my shorts, then my jock, finally releasing my 8 inch hard on. He was soon on his knees with my cock deeply down his throat. I couldn’t hold back my moans of pleasure. His hands made their way to my ass cheeks and a finger searched and found my sweaty hole. It quickly breached my ring. My cock left his mouth and the finger went in. He relished the taste with a loud. “Mmmmm’. Then his hands returned to my waist spinning me around and bending me toward the wall. His warm mouth found my hole and he was soon rimming me. If I wasn’t before, I was now putty to his whims. He orally serviced my ass eventually adding more and more fingers for a good five minutes. Only then did he stand and move in close behind me. The head of his cock teased at my rear entrance. Now this was 1992. I had lost a dozen friends to AIDS and had been practicing and promoting safe sex for 5 years. I could tell his hand was directing his tool directly at my hole and the pressure was building. I needed to speak up since this was all going much faster than I had expected. “I don’t suppose you have a condom in your gym shorts.” “You would suppose correctly. At least let me insert just the tip.” He gently pleaded. “Sorry bud, but unless it’s covered with a condom it’s not going in my ass.” “Are you sure?, ‘cause you don’t seem to be moving.” He was correct. I hadn’t pulled away. If anything my ass had developed a mind of it’s own and was pushing back toward his raw mushroom head. With great effort on my part I turned my back to the wall and for the first time was able to take in his naked beauty. He was as stunning as a naked Greek Olimpian Statue, more so due to his dark skin. And the tool that had been teasing my ass was magnificent. The size and length of a very fat Cuban cigar. He saw me eyeing it. “Go on, suck it, I know you want to.” I was put off a bit by his confidence. But who was I fooling, of course I wanted to suck it. So, I did. At first just the tip, then in ‘til halfway, and soon deep throating. His moans of pleasure assured me I was doing my usual good job. His hands rested on the back of my head, and he was soon giving me a vigorous face fucking. Every now and then he would push in and hold it deep. The hold continuing until I’d choke and then he’d let me pull off and get my breath. Eventually he moaned. “I’m getting close.” I took a break from my oral ministrations long enough to say; “Fuck yah! Fuck that load into me! I had meant my mouth. He pulled me up and turned me to the wall before I took my next breath. With his raw cock pushing at my ring I cried out, “Not there, I didn’t mean there!” “You said; Fuck that load into me.” He spoke right into my ear and shivers went throughout my entire body. “I meant, fuck my face, cum down my throat.” “Yeah. That could be arranged, but first I know you at least want to feel the tip in you. I can feel you pushing back.” He was right. With a mind of it’s own my ass was pushing back and my ring was trying very hard to fight my brain. It won the battle, relaxed and in popped his naked mushroom head. The searing pain reminded me of the paradise and pleasure that would follow as his rod sank deeper into me. Without effort or thought my ass began sucking in his raw cock, all it wanted was relief from this momentary pain. When he was balls deep, he again spoke softly into my ear. “There you go. That’s what you wanted.” “Fuck, that feels so good! I’d forgotten how good skin on skin feels it’s been so long.” I moaned with deep pleasure. That’s when he started to fuck me. “What are you doing?” I cried “Fucking my load into you, just like you asked.” Again in my ear and sending electric shots through my spine. “No, you said, just the tip. For God’s sake don’t cum in me!” I didn’t think he could get any closer to my ear but these words came as if he was inside my ear; “You said don’t cum. Interesting you didn’t say don’t fuck you, and you’re still not pulling away.” Damn, he was twisting my words. But he was right about my lack of initiative to stop him. He was now consistently hitting my prostrate. I couldn’t have pulled away even if I’d had a tow truck at my aid. “I’m very close, ask me to breed you.” He was speaking right into my soul. With a rush I remembered how much I used to love the feeling of my gut being filled with a man’s warm cum. As I screamed “No, don’t cum in me!” my hands grabbed his ass and pulled him and his raw cock in deeper than ever. Simultaneously I had my first powerful anal orgasm in many, many years. This orgasm went on and on as I realized I was milking every drop of the beautiful strangers load deep into my gut cavity. When he caught his breath, still deep inside me he said; “Oh yeah Daddy, that’s what you needed now wasn’t it?” “Awe, I guess you’re right. But I didn’t know it. I’m still not sure I should have allowed it.” “Well, you did, and we both loved it! Now it seems a shame to not get you to return the favor daddy.” I couldn’t believe what my ears were hearing from this astoundingly handsome and sexy young man. “You want me to fuck you?!” “I want your load daddy!” “You want me to fuck you bareback? You don’t even know me and you want me to breed your beautiful ass?!” “You don’t know me and just let me breed your hairy ass.” This talk had him re-hardening in my fuck shoot and he reached to grab my super hard cock. “Clearly you are as excited about this prospect as I am.” “No” I feebly protested. He was not fooled and drilled into me deeper and harder and faster than ever. Within a dozen strokes he was blasting off deep in my ass once again. “Fuck, you are amazing!” I exclaimed “That’s two for you old guy. Time to return the favor. That is if you can.” He taunted. I had him turned and bent to the wall in a flash. Without thinking my raw tool was balls deep in his fuck shoot. I was instantly unloading and breeding my first stranger in many, many years. He quickly pulled off, turned, crouched and was cleaning my now spent erection with his mouth. I was amazed as my cock hardened yet once again in his mouth. “Looks like we’re not done yet you sly Silver Fox. Let’s shower and go back and share this fun with my college roommates. Their gonna love your slutty bareback ass as much as they did mine when they pumped three loads into me before I came to the gym.” ‘Awe’ I thought, ‘so he had been prelubed. No wonder I got in balls deep so easily.’

my tight virgin boyhole

I should have yes. I was horny and to be honest a bit stupid about it. Not anymore, but I do not regret the experience. I felt like a man and then some and it was incredible.

I would love to film

Raymond was a man possessed. Yes, Thomas was there to be pleasured but as much as the two Alphas saw Raymond as a hole, Raymond, in that moment, only perceived Thomas as a way to extend his own pleasure. Sucking this man’s cock brought Raymond a sense of pleasure he hadn’t really felt before. Thomas was just a pole to please and Raymond focused on that. He didn’t need to look up at Thomas, he didn’t need to be concerned with Nelson still standing behind him. He didn’t need to be bothered with anything other than the fleshy pole currently sliding its way down his throat. In just seconds Raymond’s nose was buried deep in Thomas’ neatly manicured pubic hair. No struggle, no disobedience. Just a boy giving in. On instinct, Raymond took a huge sniff of Thomas’ crotch, and he became intoxicated by this man’s scent. This action was not lost on either Thomas or Nelson. “Eyes up,” Thomas said. As Raymond lifted his yes, Thomas placed both hands on Raymond’s head and pushed down further. Raymond’s eyes bulged but he knew not to struggle. Pleasure and pain, Raymond thought. “My cock is practically in your stomach and you’re taking the time to smell my musky crotch?” Raymond gave an ever so slight nod to indicate he was listening and compliant. “That makes you a fucking whore, you know that right?” Another slight nod. It was taking all the concentration Raymond had to remain calm as he felt the need to breathe again. Just as he was figuring out how he might get out of this without upsetting Thomas, the man eased up on his grip and slowly lifted Raymond’s head. After a few inches Raymond took a breath and tried resuming his dick-sucking duties, but Thomas stopped him by once again tightening his grip on the boy’s head without shoving him back down on his throbbing cock. “No, bitch,” Thomas spat. Perhaps it was just the instinctual part of Raymond’s personality, perhaps it was the drugs, perhaps it was a mixture of him wanting to please Thomas as he truly wanted, but Raymond rolled his eyes. He was there to suck dick, he was there to please the man before him, but he was once again stopped because he couldn’t read their mind. The eye roll had Thomas seeing red. “Did you just fucking roll your eyes, you worthless fuck?” Perhaps Raymond was so used to reactions in real life that he didn’t realize he actually did it. His eyes found Thomas. Thomas looked down at the boy, taking everything he had not to viciously skull fuck him until he passed out. He noticed the fear and worry in the kid’s eyes, rightfully so. Just then Nelson plopped down on the bed next to Thomas with a shit-eating grin on his face but it wasn’t born from a sense of levity or fun, this grin was a harbinger. “Do it again,” Nelson calmly said, still half-smiling, fully menacing. Cock still in his mouth, but fearful to make any movements, Raymond’s eyes began to shift from Thomas, who still had his hands on the sides of his head to Nelson. Back and forth all while still feeling the absolute need to be fucked, filled and used. His mind wasn’t clear, but the feelings of fear and pleasure were competing. If, by some miracle, the two told him to get up and leave, he knew he would be free to have whatever control he needed over his own body, but he aslo knew if given a choice, he would stay here and do whatever these two men said, less for his pleasure and more for their. The drugs were fucking with his head because he was brought back to reality by Nelson’s voice. “Do it again. I am not going to ask three times.” The boy really must have lost track of time because at this point Nelson had moved within a few inches of his cock-stuffed face. Raymond’s eyes widened in surprise. “Welcome back, kiddo,” Thomas smirked. Trying to focus but still lost in the pleasure of the drugs and the thick meat in his mouth, Raymond heaved a sigh, one more seen than heard. Then he rolled his eyes once more and then looked down, disappointed in himself. Not wanting the boy to harm Thomas’ dick, as half of it was still in the boy’s mouth, Nelson considered his response. He looked at Thomas, worry in his eyes that he would lash out at Raymond and hurt his cock, but his look reassured him he wouldn’t. Thomas moved his hands off the boy and Raymond immediately looked up at him but was quickly met with Nelson’s spit. Not a foot from his face, Nelson’s spit, landing directly in Raymond’s eyes, conveyed a deep sense of restrained anger that Raymond felt through the drugs and the pleasure his mind kept hoping for. By instinct Raymond’s right hand went to wipe the spit from his eyes so he could properly see. “Don’t even fucking think about it,” Nelson seethed; he had moved even closer to Raymond. Nelson closed his eyes to ease the discomfort of the spit coating his eyeballs. Raymond then felt Thomas’ hands back on the side of his head. He was being slowly pulled up. He learned his lesson and let Thomas have control of his movements. “Open your eyes baby boy,” Thomas said, much calmer than he had expected. Raymond opened his eyes but then shut them immediately because Nelson’s spit slowly creeped from his eyelids to his open eyes. Instead of pulling his head up, Thomas began to firmly squeeze Raymond’s head like a man getting ready to see if he could crush a melon with his bare hands. “Open your eyes, bitch,” as he squeezed even harder. Raymond shifted, just slightly. “And if you hurt my cock in any way, you know you will have to be carried out of here, right?” Raymond reluctantly opened his eyes, a slight sting was felt. Instead of closing them he began to blink rapidly, hoping his eyelids would ease his pain. Looking up at Thomas, Raymond gave another slight nod. Thomas had just a few inches of his cock in Raymond’s mouth and held him there. “If you spill one fucking drop, you will know what pain really is. Do you understand?” The boy didn’t but he nodded, eyes locked on Thomas unsure of what he meant. But then he felt it. Thomas began to piss in the boy’s mouth. Raymond’s eyes filled with panic. He had never had someone piss in his mouth, let alone with the threat of real violence if he didn’t swallow every last drop. His eyes shot to Nelson who was back laying next to Thomas, one hand behind his head, the other stroking his magnificent cock. Nelson rolled his eyes and leaned over to make out with Thomas. Raymond gulped, swallowed and prayed as Thomas unloaded his piss into his mouth. He was lucky the initial stream wasn’t as forceful because it allowed him the few seconds to swallow it in a controlled manner. But even as he swallowed it all, the stream seemingly never ending, he had no choice to look at the two making out in front of him. It was real passion. And through it all Raymond couldn’t get Nelson’s eyeroll out of his mind. Nelson knew that rolling his eyes back at the boy would make the boy feel some certain way, but it was too early to tell. As he was still exploring Thomas’ mouth, Nelson turned slightly to see the boy. Jealousy was the first thing he saw and then their eyes met as Thomas finally emptied in the boy’s mouth. Raymond felt full and the tasted was acrid and sour, but he dared not break eye contact with Nelson. Nelson broke contact and gave Thomas one final kiss before standing up. Thomas looked down and removed the kid off his cock. When he knew his cock was free of any potential danger he sat up and slapped Raymond on the side of the head. But because of both of their positions he didn’t hurt him as much as he wanted. Raymond knew this but didn’t dare react other than look down. He then felt himself being jerked backwards by the collar and pulled to his feet. He choked only slightly as the constriction was only brief. He felt Nelson’s hands on his shoulders, and he was turned around quickly. He faced Nelson and was met with the same harbinger smile as before. “I liked kiddo. I am going to ask you three times. Do it again,” Nelson was right in front him, eyes locked on his. He was beyond trying to figure out their intentions, so Nelson quickly rolled his eyes. Nelson’s smile got bigger, and he went in to give the boy a hug. Raymond was caught off guard by Nelson stepping forward and putting his left arm around the boy but was even more surprised when the hug never actually came. Instead Nelson placed his head on Raymond’s should and said, “If you throw up, you’re fucking dead.” Raymond was puzzled what did he mean… He couldn’t finish the thought because Nelson’s right arm came from underneath and his fist made direct contact with the boys stomach. Pain. Real pain from a real punch. This wasn’t sexual. Raymond heaved forward and fell to his knees, clutching his midsection. He couldn’t breathe and his eyes were unfocused. This was real and he had no clue what to do. The only thing he focused on were Nelson’s last words. Although he felt the need to gag and wretch, he knew if he did, he might actually throw up. He felt the chem piss in his body slowly begin to rise up. He had never been gut punched before, let alone with a full stomach. Nelson looked down at the boy and couldn’t help but smile. On his knees, one hand holding his stomach and the other, palm down on the floor. He looked at Thomas and they exchanged a quick look that said it all. Nelson crouched down in front of Raymond and gently stroked the back of his head and then reached for his hand holding his stomach and placed it on the ground and whispered, “You deserve this.” The drugs still had their grip on Raymond and his mind was racing. He was in real pain, but this man’s touch still electrified him. He felt his other hand being moved to the ground and he heard the words Nelson said and then more pain. Thomas was quick. He knew exactly what Nelson said with his eyes. He hopped off the bed and was directly behind the boy, dick aimed at Raymond’s precious hole. He watched him move the boys arm to the ground and he the second he heard Nelson say, “You deserve this,” Thomas gripped the boys hips and shoved his entire cock in the boy. Raymond was in all sorts of pain, feeling all sorts of things. He shot his head up to scream but Nelson stifled it by grabbing his throat and squeezing hard all while Thomas began to pound the boy. Raymond looked at Nelson, the smile long gone and tried to focus on anything. The pain of the forceful fuck. The pain of being punched in the stomach. The pain of not being able to breathe through it all as Nelson’s grip only tightened. The true power of the party drugs overtook everything else, and Raymond began to slightly pushback onto Thomas’ cock. “Oh, you fucker,” was all Thomas said in response and began to shift his position. Nelson let go of the boy’s throat as he saw Thomas begin to move. Raymond gasped for air while beginning to feel the pleasure of being hate-fucked by the man behind him. Still on all fours, he lowered his head and gasped for air. He heaved up and down while pushing back on the onslaught he was taking. Nelson took a step back and considered what to do next. Raymond had pissed him more than any other boy he had previously broken. Raymond wasn’t broken yet, the eyeroll proved that. He watched Thomas slowly get to his feet,cock still lodged in the boy as he remained on all fours. Thomas placed his feet next to the boy’s leg, one hand on the slut’s right shoulder and the other reached down to grab him by the hair. In one motion, he shoved his cock as deep as he could while bringing the boy deeper onto him by pulling his shoulder and head. Everything else washed away and Raymond yelled. Not because he was being hurt, and yes he was being hurt, but because this type of pain was the cost he had to pay. “Fucking whore,” Nelson smiled.

I took today off as I have an optometrist apptmt this afternoon. This morning, I took 4 cocks. Hot Japanese guy, 2 sexy daddies, & my Latin twunk The Workmans lunch party had average turnout, but I was the only Asian twink there in a sea of dad bods. I took about 15 cocks there 🫢. At one point, I was knees and ass up on a couch & there was a line for my ass. What’s consent? lol Then I btmed for 2 more guys at home. Hot muscle black guy & adorable cub. On my way to the dr’s now and debating whether I want more dick later lol

My first anal was bareback. It wasn’t discussed he just lubed up and worked his way in. I was really conscious of it and didn’t really let myself go. The second time I asked him to use a condom. He seemed surprised. At that point I realised the bb was default. Third time, I just let him fuck me however he wanted!

I astound myself how well I can compartmentalise my life without the two bleeding into each other. It’s almost like I’m two people!

The poster didn't say poz guys were "shit". He said that a cum dump was potentially a likely place to PICK UP shit like HIV. Not the same thing at all.

The problem with age verification, as it is generally practiced, is that it mandates disclosure of the identity of the person accessing the material. In the United States, the courts have generally held that adults have a First Amendment right to read/view any legal material without providing identification. (Libraries can require a card to check out books, etc., but that's more to verify your eligibility to borrow, rather than your right to read - you can go into any public library here, even in places where you don't live and have no library borrowing privileges, and read whatever books you want within the library.) Coupled with this is the fact that you can rest assured once some age-verification service (whether run by the site directly, or, more likely, an outside service it utilizes under contract) has your identifying information, the service will undoubtedly cross-reference your identity not only with what you view on that site, but with any other "big data" it can match up. So you can imagine the data hacks that such services will absolutely bring about.

This past Sunday, had a little meet up with a regular bottom buddy. Stopped by his crib, fooled around and kissed for a while because I haven’t seen him in a few weeks. Always appreciate him because he douches himself out and gets that hole very clean. Licked and rimmed him, then got him very well lubed with some finger play. Put a towel on an easy chair and propped him up there with his ass out, and proceeded to drill that hole for a while. Allowed me to zone out and just pump for extended period. He was dripping cum the entire time I was fucking his ass. Filled his hole up with my Man seed, then had him clean off my cock with his mouth.

Ive fisted others 4 times and it was a very erotic yet sensual as I go into him and gather his response before going further. The way the hole feels warm wrapped my hand and I can feel his muscles contract at times. Even better when they start feeling a buildup and end up squirting piss on the towel! I want to receive one someday but I have to many digestive issues and need more practice on toys first.

@rublthlad Certainly my experience being unmedicated poz.

Part 9 …. Seeing I’m ready he lets go as his piss fills my mouth. I’m struggling to keep up with his flow when Tom grabs my face and says “swallow faster bitch, I don’t want you wasting a drop”. I start guzzling the best I can as I swallow mouthful after mouthful. Ivan demands some and Tom halts the flow, shoves me aside where Ivan quickly drops and takes my place. I’m thinking damn that was hot. I fucking love it when Tom gets dominate and a bit rough. I want to explore both further with him in the future for sure. Tom finishes draining his bladder down Ivan’s throat. Tom’s cock is hard and instructs tells Ivan and I to get our asses to the bedroom so he can breed my hole…. Ivan sits on the edge of the bed as Tom shoves me roughly into Ivan. Tom tells drop to the floor and suck Ivan hard. Moving between his out-thrust legs, I’m on my knees and take Ivan in my mouth. I’m able to get more of Ivans cock in, as he’s a bit soft, but it’s getting tighter as I feel his dick swelling. He’s soon hard and I struggle not to gag. I’m working his cock and pretty quickly Ivan’s prick is at full mast. Tom, grabs the lube and poppers from earlier and tosses the poppers to Ivan and tells me to get up on the bed straddle Ivan. Ivan takes advantage of my new position and pulls me into a deep kiss. Tom pulls my ass cheeks apart and spits on my hole. I hear the lube top pop open and feel the cold liquid hit my ass. Tom wet three fingers in his mouth, and bruskly shoves them in my ass. Tom now is using both hands as he starts stretching my hole. As I moan, he says “yeah slut, take me”. I can feel him scraping his nails on the inside of my ass as he digs in deeper. I know I’m in for a hard fuck and breeding. He knows he’s in control and growls, “it’s time we destroy that hole of yours and I make sure I knock you up with my lethal strain”. Shoving my head down on Ivan’s chest, Tom adds a fourth finger, and roughly jabs into my hole. He’s rough as fuck as he then repeatedly slams in and out of my ass. I’m sweating a bit from the pummeling. I think I know where this is heading and damn, I want it. He adds more lube and I feel it leaking down my balls. H slides back in, and I feel his wrist pop through my hole. I feel his hand close a bit into a fist. Pulling slightly out he repeats this motion, forcing my ass to stretch wider with each assault on my hole. Satisfied with his efforts, Tom pulls out and yanks me up. Tom shoves most of his hand in my mouth, telling me to clean up my mess. I taste my ass juice, lube and can make out the metallic taste of blood from his aggressive invasion. Lining me up Tom demands me to sit on Ivans cock. He tells Ivan to give me a couple hits and I take a huff of the poppers. As I feel the familiar rush, I slide my ass over and down Ivan’s cock. While it’s tight, Tom pushes my shoulders down and forces me take Ivan to the hilt in one rapid movement. Tom commands me to start riding Ivan’s cock as if my life depended on it. Ivan’s loving it and I know my hole is wide open and am amazed how easy it is as Ivan passes through my second hole. As I’m slamming up and down turning into a cock slave, I hear Tom open the lube bottle then as he coats his cock. Ivan knows what’s coming and tells me to take a couple more hits. As the poppers spin me up, Tom then shoves my head to Ivan’s chest pinning me down with one hand. He wraps the other arm around me and tells me to lift my ass higher and keep it there. Tom yells at me that he’s going to join Ivan in my ass and split me open. I inhale deeply as he tells Ivan to hold still. I’ve been DP’d before, but not with two guys anywhere near this big. I know it’s going to hurt, but I want this bad and want to please Tom. Trying not to panic, I take in a deep breath, as Ivan shoves the poppers to my nose. As I’m riding the wave, I feel Tom’s cock head enter my hole. It burns briefly but I quickly relax, aided by my last hit. Tom just forces his way in alongside Ivan. Biting down on my lip it feels like my ass is tearing as I am forced to open further. He drives his cock steadily deeper. Fuck it hurts, but I love feeling completely filled. Breathing deeply, I will myself to relax further as Tom bottoms out. He then begins fucking me, sliding against Ivan’s huge dick as he goes. Ivan’s moaning with pleasure himself and holding me down with both hands to make sure their cocks stay tightly in my ass. Tom’s pace quickens and he is soon drilling me. Holy fuck this is amazing. My cock is as hard as a steel rod. Tom keeps this up a bit and I’m consumed with passion; demanding he breed me and make him his. Defying me for now, Tom suddenly stops the assault buried to his balls. He tells Ivan it’s his turn to fuck me and to not hold back. Completely amped, Ivan begins pulling out of my hole. I feel my ass lips stretching as he drags his long dick back. Slamming back in, Ivan goes deeper and starts jackhammering me. Harder!, I scream as Ivan starts pounding even deeper. Tom slowly starts fucking me as well as he is quickly matching Ivan’s rhythm. United as one huge cock, they both slide in and out in sync. They keep this up for a bit when Ivan starts grunting, goes still and I sense him tensing up. He screams out as he blows his load in my ass. As Ivan slides out, Tom continues fucking me and I feel Tom’s fingers replace Ivan’s cock as they enter my open hole. There’s plenty lubrication given Ivan’s load and after just a couple thrusts, Tom’s fingers slide deeper in beside his cock. Pulling his hand back out he tells me to bear down. My ass opens wider as Tom’s entire hand slides in around his cock. He begins thrusting his hand in and out, he’s starts jacking his prick inside my ass. The motion causes him to repeatedly hit my prostate, driving me wild. It isn’t long and I yell out as my cock erupts from the stimulation without anyone stroking me. I can feel my ass constricting around Tom’s hand and with a couple deep thrusts Tom screams, FUCK as recharges me with his load. Tom delivers huge loads, and I feel his balls contracting as he delivers at least a dozen pulses in my ass. As his cum wave passes, I feel him pulling both his hand and cock out of me. As he does, I feel a river of cum run out of my ass down on to my balls. “Damn”, Tom comments, as he tells me my hole has bloomed open as it prolapses. Ivan is standing beside Tom now and is jacking off, slapping his meat he is so turned on. He is clearly close to cumming. Working his dick, Ivan grunts again and I feel his load hit my ass. Tom steps to the side so Ivan can enter me, slightly pushing the cum into my now extended ass lips. Tom, says “fuck wait till you see this” as he grabs his phone and takes a photo of my ass. Ivan withdraws as Tom slides a couple fingers in my ass. He scoops up some of the cummy froth and shows me the blood tinged mix. Shoving his fingers in my mouth, I clean them off, as I feel Tom start sucking and nibbling on my ass lips. I feel the suction as he eats my hole. I greedily swallow the contents when his face hovers above me and drools the load into my open mouth. Ivan wanting some as well is now licking my open ass and shoving his tongue in deeply. I’m feel myself getting hard again. Ivan starts jacking my cock as he moans into my ass; slurping on my hole. I’m so turned on, I soon feel my balls retract and know I’m going to cum again. Ivan pulls up and opens his mouth; taking my dick, as I spew another, albeit smaller load into his mouth. Glancing up to him, Tom tells Ivan to feed it to me. I open my mouth, and Ivan delivers our shared loads for me to swallowing. I have a gullet full of piss and cum. I have Ivan’s poz DNA in my wrecked and bleeding ass alongside Toms. I know with certainty Tom has successfully impregnated me with his super-strain of toxic cum. I’ve completely surrendered myself to these men and couldn’t be happier. After laying back for a while, Ivan sees the clock reads close to 1 AM and says he needs to leave. As Ivan jumps in the shower, Tom orders an Uber. Tom walks Ivan out and is gone for a few minutes. Using this break, I go to the mirror and can’t believe the state of my ass. Reappearing, Tom sees me checking out my ass. He shows me the picture he took on his phone. I see at least three inches of my ass are sticking out, covered in cum and my ass is dripping the spoils of their toxic mix. Laughing at my expression, Tom pulls me into a deep kiss then guides me to the shower. Taking our time, we enjoy the afterglow as we embrace, letting the hot water work it’s magic. Tom dries me off and he asks if I have I butt plug. He wants to let my toxic cum filled ass marinate making sure his impregnation takes. I open a drawer. Tom sees my collection of assorted plugs, grabs the largest, and grins….”slut”. Tom grabs the lube as we collapse on the bed. Flipping me over on my stomach, Tom slides my legs apart, licks my ass a couple times, admiring his job of destruction, and assured there is plenty of his seed still in there. While I’m sore, my ass feels amazing. Adding a bit of lube, Tom gently massages my ass lips and sighs as he coaches the prolapse back in. Lubing the butt plug, he inserts it in my still open ass. Luckily the plug is large enough to stay in place. Laying back, facing each other, I thank Tom for another amazing evening. I share how turned on I got with his dominating me and getting rough with me opened something in me. Introducing me to fisting and piss play was surprise I like and let him know I want to take that further with him. Finally tell him the DP with Ivan was incredible and the way Tom jacked off in my ass, causing me to develop a rosebud, was more erotic than I ever dreamed. Asking him how the hell did he learn all this shit, he says, “dude, in prison we had nothing to do but fuck and showing who is the dominate alpha keeps the boys in line”. Pulling me into a deep kiss, he then turns me on my side and slides beside me, pulling me into a deep spooning embrace as he kisses my neck. He whispers to me what a great time he’s had as well and he’d enjoy to introduce me to more and see where my boundaries truly are. He’s sure he can turn me into a true pig as I lean into him mumbling “fuck yeah man, I’m ready for you to own this ass and teach me”. He reaches down and squeezes my balls till I moan. Relaxing he cups my balls and cock with one hand and just holds them. As I drift off, I can’t wait for what comes next....

I am traveling for work and ended up being stuck out of town for a few extra days so I decided to find some dick this afternoon. I met up with a couple who were both primarily tops and were looking for a third. They didn’t have the biggest cocks I’ve ever seen but they both had big, thick, beautiful dicks. They took turns spitroasting me and they lasted forever. A lot of tops aren’t as aggressive as I’d prefer but that wasn’t a problem for these guys. They jackhammered their loads in me and had me squealing. I’ll probably be walking a little funny tomorrow but every step will remind me of a good fuck.

I got married in 2004 and was divorced in 2016, I didn’t hang with guys till my honeymoon and my girl said and I quote “I don’t want to touch your asshole, I don’t want to use a strap on, that just means you’re fuckin gay. So you’re either with me or you’re gay”. That hurt, and then 3 MONTHS after the honeymoon without sex I found a leather daddy with a sling literally down the street and I would go for “2 hour runs” and I’d just run the 6 minute run to his house, get bred in the sling by him and eventually he whored me out. Probably with 20/30 guys in that sling over my marriage. she thought I was a fag so I decided to prove her right,

“It needs some time to warm up.” Raymond was unsure what to do. Having had his hair pulled twice and choked hard enough to elicit feelings bordering on fear, he was more than intrigued by what was unfolding. “He wouldn’t actually hurt me. This is all part some elaborate role-playing scenario, right?” he thought. Nelson had guided Raymond to the large bathroom mirror over the sink. Standing behind him, Nelson slowly unbuttoned Raymond’s jeans. Raymond looked down to see Nelson’s nimble fingers at work. “Look at me,” Nelson said and with his left hand he reached under Raymond’s left arm, found his way to his flat stomach, up to his pecs and then finally rested, once again, on his throat. He held Raymond in place while he stared at him through the mirror. Raymond’s eyes stared back, a mixture of fear and excitement. Nelson squeezed just a bit, causing Raymond to arch his back slightly and extend his neck upward just a bit. With his right hand, Nelson pulled the zipper down and Raymond’s jeans fell to the bathroom floor. Raymond glanced in the mirror and saw himself, almost every single muscle on his torso was tensed, letting himself be controlled by a relative stranger. He looked down and saw Raymond loop his pointer finger between his black boxer briefs and his flesh. He closed his eyes and shuddered. As quickly as his eyes closed, they shot back open due to the pressure on his neck and the intense squeezing of nuts. “I said look at me!” Nelson squeezed both hands, one to cause pain and the other to stifle any painful cries. Raymond tried to twist and pull away, but Nelson’s leg met the back of Raymond’s right knee, causing him to buckle and loose a few inches of height. Nelson used the leverage to hinge Raymond backward, still gripping his throat and crotch tightly. Despite the pain, Raymond was surprised to feel his cock go rigid, something that was not lost on Nelson. As Raymond made eye contact, Nelson eased his grips, but still kept his prey bent back slightly. He moved his hand up and began to palm the length of Raymond’s stiff cock through the fabric of his boxer briefs. “Well, well, well. Look what we have here,” he said as he groped Raymond’s dick. Raymond pumped his hips forward ever so slightly, trying to get as much of Nelson’s hand on his dick as possible. “Tsk, tsk, tsk. There will be time for that and by the look and feel of it, you’re into this. But if this is going to go any further, I need you to agree to some ground rules.” Raymond began to speak, but Nelson squeezed his throat once more. “A simple nod will do. Do you understand?” A nod. “You’re here because you want to be here.” A nod. “I am in charge.” A nod. “You trust me.” A nod. “Close your eyes. Don’t open them until I say so” A nod. Raymond felt the hand move from his throat and he took a deep breath. Moments later he felt two of Nelson’s fingers in his mouth, shoving something toward the back of his throat. “Swallow.” Nelson felt the small pill make its way passed his throat. He was then turned around and felt Nelson’s body heat close to his face. “Open your mouth.” Raymond complied, opening wide to let Nelson know he had swallowed the pill he gave him. But he was more than surprised when he first heard, then felt, Nelson spit into his open mouth. His spit was warm and slightly salty. He began to swallow but was immediately halted when he felt a vice grip on his crotch and his eyes shot open. “I didn’t say swallow. And I said to open your eyes when I say so.” He gave another squeeze, causing Raymond to close his eyes in pain. He held his grip a few seconds longer. “Open your mouth.” He spit once more, waiting to see if he would swallow. He didn’t “Good boy. Use your tongue to rub my spit over all your teeth and mouth.” Raymond complied. “Now swallow and open your eyes.” Nelson stood before him, still fully clothed and more menacing than before. “Get in the shower. Clean up and clean out. You have 25 minutes.” Nelson turned, opened the bathroom and disappeared down the hall. Raymond stepped out of his jeans and peeled his boxer briefs off his body and felt his still rigid cock slap against his lower abs. He looked in the mirror and was thankful he had spent so much time in the gym. He gave his cock a quick tug and admired himself. At almost 8 inches with a decent thickness, Raymond began to slowly stroke his meat, taking in the entire situation that he found himself in. He had a feeling about what was going to transpire, but there were still so many questions, with the most pressing being about the pill he just swallowed. He was brought back to reality as he heard Nelson’s voice from somewhere in the apartment. “Clock is ticking, shithead.” Raymond quickly jumped in the shower and quickly noticed the shower shot attachment. Because of the size of his dick, his last two encounters had him topping, but he wasn’t a stranger to getting fucked. It had been about two years, but something told him that he would be on the receiving end this day. He quickly soaped up and began a series of washouts with the shower shot. After few more rinses just to be safe, he began to soap up his body, noticing that he was feeling tingly and euphoric. He rubbed his hands across his abs, closed his eyes and felt the warm water on his flesh. His dick began to grow, once more. Under the water, he began to jack his meat while his right hand found its way to his nipple. He was lost in the sensation, but a voice in the back of his head reminded him about the ticking clock Nelson had mentioned. He shut off the water and reached for the black towel and began drying off. He stepped out of the shower and noticed his clothes were gone. All that he saw was a red jockstrap on the bathroom counter. Pulling it on, he looked at himself in the mirror. The deep red color was a nice match for his naturally tan skin. The straps accentuated his ass and he gave himself a quick smile of approval, placed his towel and the rack and clicked off the light. He saw that the only lights on were back in the living room so me made his way and stopped when he saw Nelson, sitting on the middle cushion of the couch, legs slightly spread in a black jockstrap, black wife-beater and black baseball cap, taking a hit off the bong. As he was inhaling the smoke in the chamber, he made eye contact with Raymond and pointed to the spot on the floor between his legs. Raymond understood and was immediately on his knees in front of Nelson. Having put the bong to the side, Nelson motioned for Raymond to come forward for a shotgun. Raymond placed his hands on each of Nelson’s thighs to steady himself but was immediately met with a slap across the face. Nelson exhaled and steadied Raymond by the shoulders, moved one hand back to its familiar place on his throat while the other pinched his left nipple. Raymond had never been slapped like that before. It was real and jarring. But he was distracted from the pain by the pain gripping his throat and realized that pill he swallowed made him moan as Nelson tweaked and pinched his nipple. “You have a lot to learn,” he said as he moved forward off the couch. Hand still on Raymond’s throat, he shoved him backwards until he was laying on his back. Nelson straddled his chest, each muscled thigh on either side of Raymond’s arms, but keeping his full weight off. He removed his hand and reached over for the bong and Raymond saw that the lighter had been replaced with a torch and that the bong was entirely different from the one he had hit before. He watched as Nelson began to heat the bulb until tiny wisps of smoke began to appear and quickly the chamber was filled with dense, white smoke. Nelson cleared the chamber, put the bong aside and lifted Raymond by the back of the neck until they were face to face. Instinctively Raymond opened his mouth and Nelson began to transfer the smoke into Raymond’s lungs. As Nelson pulled away, Raymond made a motion as if he were to exhale, but Nelson was faster. He had one hand over the mouth and the other pinching the nose and rocked back slightly to put more weight on top of Raymond. The panic caused Raymond to helplessly thrash. He had no leverage. “Stop trashing!” His eyes met Nelson’s and he stopped moving. “Good boy. Relax. You’re panicking for no reason.” He held his hands firmly in place for a few moments longer and then gave Raymond the release he needed. A large plume of white smoke escaped his mouth and nose, and he coughed a bit. He tried moving once more and was met with another slap. This one harder due to Nelson’s towering position over him. Before Raymond could fully react, Raymond moved his hands to the nipples of his trapped prey and began tweaking them. Randomly switching from soft to vice-like pinches, Raymond began to squirm in ecstasy. Nelson lifted his weight just enough to rub his jock-covered balls up and down a portion of Raymond’s chest and abs. Raymond had never felt these feelings before. His skin was electric, and he felt like he was drifting within himself just slightly. “Let’s try this one more time.” Nelson once again reached for the bong and flicked the torch and saw the curiosity in Raymond’s eyes. “Don’t worry about what this is, go with the flow, okay?” A nod. Nelson cleared the chamber and brought his lips to Raymond’s and filled his lungs with the thick white smoke. Raymond held in the smoke and Nelson smirked down at him. Just then a loud knock came from the front door and Raymond began to instinctively let out the smoke. A hand was placed over his mouth, the other pinching his nose. “Come on in,” Nelson yelled. Raymond began struggling harder than he ever had, trying his hardest to get from underneath the hunk pinning him down. The door opened and shut quickly, but Raymond was position where he couldn’t see who it was. All he heard was another man’s voice. “Holy fuck, dude!”

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.

If there's one thing that I've learned about myself, it is that I will make time to get fucked, suck dick, eat ass, or a combination of either, no matter how busy I might be. You might be thinking what the fuck I'm talking about or why it's even relevant, but my love for being a filthy whore and simply saying, "I don't have time to meet today," has played a key role in many choices both good and bad. It was Sunday, September 27, 2020, a day that completely changed something in me and opened me up (no pun intended) to the dark and [banned word] wonders of sex. It was also the day I knew what PNP meant and who Tina was. I was supposed to be staying indoors, but like always, I let my craving for dick take over me, and I was on a mission to get as many loads as possible. I decided I didn't want to cruise Vista Point, a rest stop on the side of Highway 101 heading towards Santa Cruz, which is still an active cruising spot for older raunchy men and cum loving twinks like me. For reference, Vista Point is where I was first spit-roasted and where I first tried poppers. If you'd like to hear more about this, read "After 4 years I finally decided to be a TINA PIG AGAIN," a true story about my re-introduction with PNP! Back to the story – As I packed my backpack and headed out the door, my parents asked where I was going, and I told them I would be going to Sacramento for a week since I still had my apartment there. With a confused look, they said, "ok, be careful, call when you get there." Little did they know that I would be heading to SF with hopes of being the best whore possible. I got to SF around 4 pm and was unsure where to go, so I drove to Union Square and cruised for a bit. As usual, I checked my Grindr application and weeded through messages to find a top who could host. There were several contenders, but none caught my attention until a message with an anonymous profile pic came in. His message was short, but he simply told me he was a Pig Top who could host on California St and was looking for a slut bottom. There was something about the message that turned me on so fucking much; I don't know if it was the anon factor of it or if I was just horny. I remember him asking me if I blew clouds, and I said yes, even though I didn't. I drove to his apartment complex and reluctantly parked right in front, and there he was. A tall white dude in his mid-40s wearing shorts waited for me next to a little door on the side of his building. I knew from the moment I saw him that he was a pig top, and just by the grin he had on his face, I knew that I was gonna have a good time. This little door on the side of the complex was where the residents dumped their trash, and I knew that because there were various trash bins; for a minute, I imagined myself on all fours, getting fucked. We went through a door and up some stairs and then walked down a long hallway to the last door. His place was messy and small, and a red LED light lit his apartment. A queen-sized bed sat in the middle, and on a small table next to it were pipes, poppers, and other things. Bareback porn played in the background, and a Zoom group of guys getting high played on a laptop. He had also forgotten to mention that a buddy would be there too, a tall Hispanic tattooed everywhere, hitting a big pipe with a devious look at him. Between the red light, the porn, and the smell of Tina filling up the room, I got rock hard, and all I could think of was being on all fours and worshipping cock. "I don't think I'll blow clouds right now," I said as I took off my clothes and got on all fours, and started sucking cock. I remember putting on a blindfold and getting extremely stimulated by the aroma of Tina and the clicking sound of the torch heating up the pipe. I hit the poppers and sucked dick like I was starving. In my head, I repeated, "fuck yea slut, keep sucking dick," and I did just that. "Do you wanna get high?" the host asked me, and I remember his friend saying, "Get that slut high right now" I didn't respond and arched my back even more as a way of showing submission. Before I knew it, I was being shot-gunned and was being instructed on what to do. "When I put my mouth to yours, inhale and pass it back," said the host, and I just did that; I sniffed the poppers and waited for him to deliver the Tina to my mouth. He shot-gunned me again, and I remember being disgusted at the metallic taste of it. "One more, but inhale it well and pass it back and forth," instructed his friend... "Fuck yea, just like that, can you feel something," asked his friend. I remember nodding my head and feeling tingly, unsure if that was Tina or my ass being eaten. I opened my mouth and asked for one more shot-gun, which turned into one more and then another and another. By this time, I felt like I was fucking flying, and the guys knew it. I felt completely enveloped in lust, and all I could think about was getting my hole pounded. "More, I want more, shotgun me again, please…I want to be a Tina Poz whore” I begged, and his buddy (I know it was his buddy because he had a deeper voice) told me, "I'm gonna teach you how to hit the pipe so you can get spun asf…yea is that what you want you slut? You wanna be a spun whore for us" – "Fuck yea, that's what I want; turn me into a fucking whore, please," I begged. The pipe met my lips, and I was instructed on how and when to hit it; mind you, I was still blindfolded, which altered all of my senses. After several failed attempts, I was able to hit the pipe the correct way, and holy fuck I was fucking flying. I felt so fucking hot and horny, a type of horniness I had never felt before. At this point, it was clear to both guys that I was their fucking bitch, and I gave them the green light to do anything to me; all I could think about was getting fucked and having a dick in my mouth. I have no idea what time it is or how long this will go on. One thing is for sure I want as much dick as possible. I take off the blindfold at some point, and everything looks so distorted to me, probably because my eyes have been covered for a while. I reach for the pipe very slowly because I can’t even feel my legs, LOL and his friend passes me the pipe and makes me hit it again. I slowly start to feel a big dick tease my hole… slowly pushing against it. His friend stands up and starts to face fuck me, and then my hole begins to swallow the other guy's dick. These guys have done this before, and I'm not the only slut they have whored out. Simultaneously, my throat is being gagged, and my hole is being pounded; I can feel myself getting wet, and my hole is being churned over and over. “Fuck yea, fuck yea, take that big dick; this is what you wanted, huh! This is what the fuck you wanted,” says his friend as he continues to fuck my throat. I get fucked for about 3 hours nonstop, both by him and his friend, and in between that time, I’m also smoking, sniffing poppers DEEP, and begging to be whored out. His friend pulls a pair of red pantyhose, which I still own to this day, and tells me to put them on as they will make me feel like a good bitch boy. Without hesitation, I do just that: I put them on, look at myself in the mirror, and feel good. “You look good slut” says the host, who is now lying back and watching his friend take charge. It’s about 1 am, and we take a break; I mean the host and his friend because I don’t want to stop; I want my hole to keep getting pounded. “Please fuck me,” I say. “Breed my hole, don’t stop. Open me up and do whatever you want, please.” They both let out a grin, and the friend told me to roll over, get on my back, and spread my legs wide. He feeds me poppers and grabs a big dildo, and without any lube needed, he starts thrusting deep, fast, and hard. This shit feels so fucking good, and my hole is loving every minute of it. I can feel my hole getting loose and wet, and in between each thrust, he eats me out and leans over to kiss and spit inside my mouth. “You’re gonna get charged up tonight slut” he whispers in my ear, and I spread my legs apart as much as possible “fuck yea, charge that fucking pussy; knock his fucking ass up,” says the host, who is stroking his big dick. His friend starts to moan, and so do I because by this point, he’s reached my second hole, and the feeling is so intense. “Take it, take this big dick. This is what you wanted, huh” My eyes roll back “fuck yes, please don’t stop, fuck, I’m gonna pee myself, oh fuck.” That’s the first time someone has made me piss while getting fucked; he keeps pounding my hole and begins to moan as he unloads in my loose hole. “Welcome to the family,” he says as my hole is loose and leaking with his cum. He plops over on the bed and lets out a giggle; I think I wore him out 😈 they probably didn’t expect me to be this much of a slut. It's now around 4 am, and I'm still not tired; I feel so fucking high, and my hole is still throbbing for cock. For a brief moment, we all take a big sigh and go with the flow of things, but that moment is short since I’m instructed to hop on the host’s dick and start riding it. I do just that; I grab onto the headboard and bounce on that big cock up and down; the friend also gets up and grabs the pipe and makes me hit it; he watches with pleasure. Up and down I go, moaning and begging for more cock, feeling higher than a fucking kite! His friend leans into me and puts his dick in my hole, too, and I begin to get double penetrated; my hole is wet asf, probably because both of them have just unloaded into what was once a very tight hole. I don’t remember much after that, but I do have some recollection of getting fucked by some of their buddies. What was supposed to be an “ordinary” hook-up with a pig top turned out to be one of the most intense, dirtiest, and kinkiest moments that I’ve ever experienced. I can’t even describe how much of a pig I felt like and how Tina showed me how good of a whore I am 🥳😈. I should also mention that the guys were great to me, and the host even allowed me to stay at his place for about 2 weeks to get back to normal. I hope you enjoyed reading this story 🥳😶‍🌫️😈.

Part 1: How it started My name is Mark and a little bit about me is I'm 18. 5' 11". 245 pounds. Kinda between sticky and muscular. Nothing to brag about but I have been going to the gym pretty regularly. I usually workout late at night just to avoid the crowds and there's usually just one other guy there. His name is David. We chat occasionally about nothing really. If we need a spot then we are each happy to help the other out. David is probably in his 40's with very little fat. He is probably around 6'7" or 6'8" because he towers over me. Weight wise we are probably about the same. I've never thought about my sexuality much but I have noticed David seems to be well endowed whenever we are changing together in the locker room. Me not so much. One night as I'm doing my back workout my back really starts tightening up. I mean it's at the point where I just can't get it to loosen up. David noticed my pain and suggested that maybe I needed a deep tissue massage on my back to help loosen it up. I've never had a massage before and wasn't sure where I could get one at this late at night. David then told me he was actually a massage therapist and he would be more than happy to give me a massage. I was a bit nervous but the pain won out. I didn't change and we grabbed our bags and I followed him back to his place which was only about 5 minutes from the gym. Gotta love living in a small town. followed David inside and he led me into his room with the massage table. I wasn't sure about what to leave on and he told me just to strip to my underwear and lay on my stomach. He had me put my face through a doughnut looking thing at the head of his massage table. I noticed he had really warm in the room but as I was just in my underwear it felt really good. David said he was going to get comfortable because he didn't want to get too hot. I didn't care. I mean after all, this was his house. He stripped down to a jockstrap and nothing more. He had some type of oil in a pot that he kept warm and as soon as he applied it I was gone. It was so warm and felt so good. David then started just rubbing my back at first trying to see if that would help with some of the tension. David definitely knew what he was doing because my back did start loosening up. But there was still a lot of tension. He then told me he needed to go deeper and suggested I remove my underwear to help him massage me deeper. I didn't think anything about it because he had already relaxed me to this point so I just lifted myself up slightly as he removed my underwear. He also removed his jockstrap saying he was getting hot working on my back. For some reason I didn't question it because it sounded reasonable to me. He was standing by my head as he really started getting deeper on my back. I let a low moan as he made a deep path down my back. I could feel the muscles starting to loosen up. I opened my eyes and noticed David was now sporting quite a hard on. And it wasn't far from my face. I felt my own cock stir a little bit as well. I wasn't sure if David was gay or not and wasn't sure how to proceed. But as he kept loosening my back up and I would moan I noticed his cock would twitch. Which in turn caused my own cock to twitch. He then stopped for a moment and said he was going to remove the doughnut to help get a better angle to my back. He then proceeded to start rubbing my back again but this time his cock was directly in line with my mouth. I had never considered sucking a cock before and really wasn't sure how to. So I just opened my mouth and let his cock just find it's way in. To my surprise he didn't pull back and gently started rocking back and forth slowly fucking my mouth. No words were spoken. My own cock was now so hard it was hurting. I was enjoying allowing David to fuck my mouth. I had totally forgotten about my back but he was definitely going deeper on my back and in my mouth. I could taste some saltiness leaking from his cock and knew he was giving me copious amounts of his precum. I don't know how long this went on but I knew I didn't want it to stop. After a while I no longer felt any pain in my back. David then rubbed some oil on my cheeks and around my hole. He ran a finger across my hole and I moaned around his cock. This must have been all it took because I felt his cock swell up and he started cumming down my throat. He must hadn't cum in quite a while because there was a lot. I impressed both of us by swallowing it all without spilling a drop. After he finished he didn't remove his cock and continued to fuck my mouth. He didn't go soft either. Damn I was loving being used like this. David then started inserting his finger into my hole to help loosen me up. I knew what he wanted next and I was more than happy to give it to him.

From an early age Raymond had a feeling he would be alone for most of his life. It wasn’t a feeling of sadness or despair, but rather a feeling of certainty; not lonely, just alone. As Raymond grew from a child to adolescence and into adulthood, the feeling remained. Though heavily involved in high school activities and having numerous friends, he was often bored and detached. He was smart enough to probably get into any university of his choice, but that intellect came with a realization that he could work just enough to get by without having to worry about the stress of getting perfect grades. He was a solid B- student and he didn’t mind at all. Raymond, now 21 years old and a junior in college, had fully embraced his status as a B- student. He rarely skipped class because he knew if he did, he would have to do extra work to catch up. He paid attention during lecture because he knew if he did, he wouldn’t have to study as hard when it was time for exams. He optimized his laziness in order to enjoy his free time which was mostly occupied with horror movies, books and smoking pot. Not that he had much going on in his life. He had made numerous friends while at university and would venture out once in a blue moon to be social enough, but he found that crowds weren’t his thing. Often, he found himself shuttered in his one-bedroom apartment after a night of clubs and bars just to recharge his social battery. By and large, Raymond was an introvert who preferred his own company to anyone else’s. On this particular day, Raymond sat in the café near his apartment at a table closest to the front window. He positioned himself so his back faced anyone sitting in the café while he read his book and sipped his afternoon iced red eye with vanilla. He sat like this in order to avoid eye contact with anyone who he might know. If anyone accused him of not being friendly, he could simply say, “Oh sorry man, I guess I didn’t see you.” As he made his way through his book, he felt someone to his right. He ignored whoever it was and continued reading on. The presence moved closer from his periphery and almost into his eyeline, but Raymond continued to read, ignoring the intrusion, hoping his silence would drive them away. The stranger waved his hand in front of Raymond to get his attention. Raymond gave a deep, heavy sigh, rolled his eyes, looked up with annoyance, “Yes?” “I asked if I you were using this chair? Me and...” “No. Go ahead and take it,” Raymond said, not really registering the other person he was in conversation with, other than he was a male with a red shirt and black hair and went back to his book. “Oh...okay,” Red Shirt said and carefully grabbed the chair and took it back to wherever he was sitting. “Fuck,” Raymond said to himself. This was a familiar scenario he often found himself in. Raymond valued his alone time so much that he tended to be short with anyone who he perceived to encroach upon it. Generally, he wasn’t unfriendly, he just kept his social circle extremely small and would get caught up in his own thoughts that he was perceived as standoffish and rude. Over the last year he had made it a point to be more obviously friendly, though he failed more times than not. Again, he gave a deep sigh, closed his book, rose from his chair and turned to find Red Shirt, still not quite sure what he looked like. Luckily, despite the café being somewhat busy, he spotted a red shirt just a few tables away and walked over. “Hey man, sorry if I was rude just now. I was just caught up in my book.” Red Shirt slightly smiled. “No worries. Must be a good book.” “Sorta. It’s kinda weird. House of Leaves...ever read it?” “House of Leaves...can’t say that I have.” “Okay then. Well, I just wanted to apologize and let you know that I’m not a dick.” Raymond waited a beat before turning and making his way back to his seat. As he sat, he began to replay the last minute in his mind. Despite his best efforts to be apologetic and friendly, he realized that he may have come off as awkward and weird, especially considering he walked away rather abruptly. Social interactions were always a weak point for Raymond. He considered going back to explain that he wasn’t actually an awkward weirdo. He turned and saw Red Shirt and his friends already back into their rhythm of conversation and decided against it. Raymond returned to his book and after 20 minutes of reading the same page he decided it was time to leave. He gathered his things, left a tip on the table, and walked out the door without bothering to look back. He stepped out the front door and felt immensely better just being outside. He took a deep breath of fresh air and smiled. He turned right and began walking down the block while fumbling with his headphones. “Hey weirdo!” He stopped dead in his tracks. Without looking he knew it was Red Shirt. Despite their short conversation, had a distinctively low voice. He considered ignoring it, but his curiosity won out. He turned and Red Shirt had already made up the distance and was about 8 feet from him. Red Shirt was smiling, put on his sunglasses and extended a hand to Raymond. “Now it’s my turn to apologize. I’m not some creep following you...well, I am sorta following you, but I just wanted to see what’s up. It’s Raymond, right?” “Yeah...how do you know my name?” “Dude. We had class together last semester.” “Oh shit. I sit at the front, so I don’t really know anyone who sits behind me.” This was true. Since his freshman year, Raymond had sat as close to the front of class as possible to 1) Avoid distractions from students who sat in front of him and 2) Avoid his classmates in general. “What class?” he continued. “Public Policy Communication.” Raymond flitted through his memories and landed on a name. “Nelson!” Nelson smiled and slightly tilted his head. Now that Raymond put the pieces together and assessed that Nelson was someone he could speak to, he took him all in so he would recognize him next time he saw him in a social setting. Standing just a bit shorter than Raymond, Nelson appeared to be just under 6” and maybe about 200 pounds. He was thick, but not fat. ‘Corn fed’ was the phrase that first popped into Raymond’s head. His jet-black hair was a match to his dark eyes. All in all, he was a general looking white dude that didn’t stand out all that much to Raymond. “And Bingo was his name-o.” Raymond was uncharacteristically caught off guard by quip and snort-laughed before catching himself. “Sorry.” “For?” “Nothing...I mean...I’m just awkward sometimes...” “No shit.” Raymond didn’t know how to respond and just stared at Nelson, hoping he would either carry on the conversation or walk away. Nelson, staring right back and Raymond, crossed his arms over his chest, tilted his head just a bit and narrowed his eyes and waited a few seconds before asking, “You feel like getting stoned, weirdo?” If ever there was a way to get Raymond’s full attention it was through marijuana. “Sure,” he shrugged. “I’m just a few blocks in the other direction. Let’s go, weirdo.”

I took 64 loads in my ass in 2024, a record for me (2 more than the previous year). I deposited 8 loads in other guys’ asses, my best in years but well down on 28 loads in 2019. I took 6 loads in my mouth, not very many perhaps but still a record for me, beating the 4 loads of the previous year.

5 loads so far in 2025. Pretty good considering I was on vacation with my girlfriend until last Friday. Saturday I was able to go to the local gloryhole and take cock and cum. First time I’ve ever been fucked through a gloryhole 🤤

From the perspective of an older bottom this speaks directly to my willingness to open up for any appreciative cock!

I went to Sweatbox sauna in Central London today. Not over packed but I got 2 loads inside me during the 3 hours I was there. One guy fucked me (sadly with condom) in the porn cinema and asked me to suck him off (no condom) and he shot a big load down my throat. Yummy! A little while after I wondered into the small darkroom they have and felt my way onto a guy with a lovely big hard cock. After some sucking, I turned around and offered my hole. He eagerly fucked me and after a little while said those magic words "I'm about to cum" and he shot a nice juicy load deep in my hole. 2 hours later its still there!

Part 3 – I’d left my boyfriend’s house and was sat on the bus going home texting Julio to let him know what had happened and that Adam was up for taking raw loads with me. I said he should be the dom tonight and treat us both how he wanted. Julio agreed with my plan, so I texted Adam to tell him to douche well and come stay at mine tonight, we were going to have a threesome. He was quick to reply saying he was horny and excited. I let him know Julio was quite dominate and that we’d both be his bitches. He texted me asking if he had toxic cum? I simply replied, “Hope so”. After quite a pause, he texted me back saying simply “Me too X”. Later that evening Adam arrived at my place and immediately launched himself into my arms for a long passionate kiss. We moved into the lounge and started ripping our clothes off. The thought of getting fucked by a toxic dom top was clearly turning him on as much as me. I worked his pussy for ages, deep tonguing and forcing my fingers roughly inside him, making sure I scraped his anal lining and pretty soon I could taste blood. He squealed and moaned but never once stopped me. We switched places and I instructed him to rim me and to be rough while he fingered me. He just grinned and went down on me and now I winced and moaned as he went to town on my cunt. I eventually pulled him up and we kissed, his spit tasted of my blood. “He’s toxic isn’t he” Adam whispered between kisses. I stopped and looked at him, our faces so close. “Yeah, very” I said staring into his eyes. A dirty look formed on his face, “Good, hope he pozzes us both”. I grinned and we carried on with our foreplay until the door bell went. We got up totally naked and answered the door. Adam held my hand looking a little apprehensive but like me, sporting a hardon. Julio came in and looked at the two naked subs before him. “On your knees”, he commanded. We obeyed and watched as he removed his t-shirt, jeans and dropped his briefs. His lovely fat dick sprang free, even placid he looked good, pulling my head towards it, “I need to piss slut” and almost immediately, a spurt of warm piss hit my lips. I opened my mouth and began to drink. Adam didn’t need much persuasion and his face was suddenly next to mine. I moved over and Julio aimed his cock at Adam’s open mouth, he was drinking this strangers piss just as well as I had. Soon we were holding each other, with slobbering mouths, Julio fed his cock to us both as we sucked and drank. Eventually his erection grew and we were both servicing it. He’d lean down and spit in our mouths and Adam felt the lash of a dom man for the first time, receiving slaps across his cheeks. All the time Julio was giving us verbal abuse, “Fucking bitches, you’re mine. Your cunts are mine. I breed you both. You take my poz cum”. We moved to my room and he instructed us to get on the bed, asses up. Obeying Julio and with Adam to my side, I felt Julio invade my cunt with his mouth and tongue while he fingered Adam who immediately began to squeal. He was very rough and Adam gripped my hands clearly in pain. “I taste blood” Julio growled from behind me. “I’m going to poz you sluts. Do you want that bitch?” “Yes sir, breed me” I moaned back as he slapped me hard. Adam began to kiss me and Julio switched from rimming my cunt to Adams, mouth deep in his crack and forcing sharp finger nails into me, realising why Adam had squealed so much. I took in sharp intakes of breath through the pain he was causing me. After a few minutes of this he stood up behind Adam and using spit for lube, aimed his cock at Adam’s pussy and slowly invaded his boy hole with his fat and dripping 8 inch cock. Adam bucked, gripping me and the bed, breathing deeply as Julio entered him. I watched Adam’s boyish face which was mixed with pain and pleasure. Julio wasn’t holding back and began to fuck my boyfriend with force. He slapped his ass and gripped him hard as he found his rhythm. “You want my toxic load boy?” He asked Adam. “Yes sir” he meekly replied. I watched his face as he bit down on the sheets, he was enjoying every thrust. Suddenly Julio withdrew his cock from Adam’s cunt and moved behind me and without much warning, thrusted it in to me. I too bucked as his cock stretched me, exhaling as his balls slapped against me. Pulling out, he thrust back in, gripping my waist. I’ve been forcefully fucked plenty of times but Julio was up there on the pain/pleasure index for sure. Adam watched me now, he’d never seen me being fucked and he clearly liked watching his boyfriend being used by another man. Julio fucked us like this for quite a while, switching between the two us with the painful onslaught becoming more pleasurable. All the time he was tearing our insides, he reminded us he was toxic and going to load us with his virus. He pulled Adam onto his back and kneeling on the bed now, thrust into him, gripping his legs and holding them wide. I lay beside them tweaking Adam’s nipples and kissing him, spitting in his mouth and hearing him whimper as he was being fucked. Wanking his cock as Julio’s sweaty body plowed my boys cunt, it was obvious he was getting close. “I breed your cunt boy, poz you. You want that?” he groaned through thrusts. “Yes sir, poz me, breed me” Adam moaned back. Fuck I was horny hearing my boyfriend talk like this, wanking myself as I watched my boy receive his toxic gift. Adam came first, spurting boy cum up to his chest. I licked up as much as I could and then Julio groaned, grunted and slowed as he came inside Adam. I looked into Adam’s eyes, “Your first poz load” I whispered. Julio pulled out and I went to see the damage, his cock was covered in cum and blood. “Clean it” He grunted at me. I didn’t need asking twice, I took his cock in my mouth and savoured the juices swallowing all of them. He then grabbed my hair, pulling my face up for a kiss, eventually falling back beside Adam. I lifted Adam’s ass and felched the dripping juices from his hole. He moaned again and pushed a little of Julio's cum out, I ate some of it and the rest I spat in his mouth as I lay on him. My cock was rock hard and I easily entered him. I began to fuck him slowly at first, tenderly kissing and sharing spit. Julio was watching us, but I also noticed he was hard again. This was one of his many talents, he’d fuck me two or three times in succession needing little time to recover between ejaculations. He could also piss fuck me, something I’d never been able to do. Slowly, he knelt up and got behind my exposed hole. I slowed, knowing what he’d do and sure enough, his cock slid back into me so I was sandwiched between Adam and Julio. It takes concentration to be the piggy in the middle, but I’d had plenty of practice. Julio remained still while I fucked Adam and as I pulled out, I’d impale myself deeper onto Julio’s cock, then pulling off Julio as I plowed back into Adam. I kept this up for a good 15 minutes and Julio would grab my hair, yank my head back and kiss me, telling me to breed ‘the bitch’ and that he’d ‘poz my cunt’ again. I was getting close now and Adam had been jacking his cock again, Julio too was grunting louder and I knew that meant he was close with a second toxic load. Finally, my orgasm began to break, laying on Adam and beginning to pump my load into him, groaning as I came. Julio slowed and when I’d finished he went into a rapid overdrive and moments later he too came deep inside me, collapsing on both of us. We lay there in a sweaty mass for ages, the feeling of hot bodies and fast beating hearts was so intoxicating. Knowing both Adam and I had willingly taken full blown, high viral loads from an HIV+ man, kept me hard even when I’d cum. It’s like a drug.

I always leave it in. The thought of a man's swimmers inside me, trying to impregnate me is such a turn on. There have been times where the cum leaks out or I accidentally release it.....Embarassing if you are in public...lol

Chapter 7 And that´s what we did. Once for Taron again, once for Jamal. And my head was flying. Fuck was I high! I felt invincible enough to take on these two guys and their cocks! But something bothered me… “Guys, I think that was enough of that… smoke. I´m really high and I think it´s good like that… Okay?” I was looking at Jamal pleadingly, who was sitting before me on the sofa. I had just serviced his cock some more and he had told me to keep my hands on his feet, wrapped in those enigmatically white socks, so only my moth would touch his cock. I found that weird at first but… after a while, it turned out to be really fucking hot! It gave him even more control over me and I loved that after a while. He was treating my mouth well with his cock, which I was hyperaware of while it was gliding over my lips and… “Hmm okay Jakey, we can stop the smoking I guess. Right Taron?” Taron came up from working my hole with his tongue and a finger, relaxing me bit by bit for what would be the biggest treat my hole had ever had. “Sure thing! I´m sure you´ll take us, right baby?” “Yes… I mumbled, already licking Jamal´s cockhead again. I withdrew slightly. “Thanks guys. I Mean, you can go on of course, I just guess am not used to it and so…” Taron´s hand pushed my head from behind down on Jamal´s cock again. “Don´t you worry too much Jakey, we´re gonna take really good care of ourselves, each other and your sweet hole right here!” With that, he pushed a finger in to the knuckle and made me flinch around the cock in my mouth, but I made sure not to hurt it. Who knew what would happen then, I thought… I was just relieved, really, that they didn´t want to pump me full of more drugs. Right? “By the way Baby, you wouldn´t make us cover up, would you?” Taron asked casually, while working his finger in and out of my hole. “Cover up…? Oh, you mean condoms?” “Yeah, right… Wouldn´t that be a waste of intimacy? Our cocks sliding into your pussy, flesh on flesh. Not even to mention you wouldn´t get our cum into you!” I was a bit baffled. I actually had a condom with me. But it definitely wouldn´t fit these guys. “I mean… do you have some?” I asked, nervously. Having their cum in me probably would be really hot, but I just met them! And… what we were doing didn’t exactly prove to me that they were a safe crowd. Jamal interrupted “No baby, of course not! You have seen our cocks, they barely fit into any condom anyway. And an entry without a condom is so much smoother, it´s essential for us to being able to properly fuck a hole without hurting the poor owner. Just imagine the friction our cocks would cause on your sphincter with a rubber…” He was shaking his head with a sad expression. “We wouldn´t want to do that to anybody. Sex should be about pleasure, right?” he said, and was staring deeply into my eyes. “Yeah… I guess…” I answered meekly. I really wanted them, I couldn’t just leave here like that, but… Taron suddenly withdrew his finger and I was pulled out of my thoughts and yelped a little. Then I felt something small but hard slightly entering me and then something else… A liquid? “What are you doing?” “Just a little important work in helping you reach your full potential sweety…” Taron murmured. That´s when a burning started to form in my hole. “What the…?!” I tried to look back, but Jamal put his hands on my head and made sure I was looking at him. “Don´t worry baby, this will just help you relax your hole. Or something like that.” he added with an evil grin. “Anyway, to prepare you for the events about to come!” Taron snickered. How could this make me relax? Maybe it was some kind of numbing cream? It certainly doesn´t feel very relaxing right now, but maybe it needs some time to work, I thought. And well, I was at least right about that part! “Oh don´t you worry Baby! I see it in your eyes, you´re thinking so much again, right? Don´t. Just go with the flow! We made you feel really good so far, haven’t we? We gave you our wonderful cocks and you want to give us your beauftiful hole! It´s only natural! So we should do it. And since we know how to handle a sweet boy like you, we´re doing everything we need to, to ensure we´re all having a really good time, okay?” “I was looking up at him with wide eyes and nodded after a second. This was so fucked up, so kinky, nasty and risky, but it´s a fucksession I never dreamed of and I didn’t want it to end. “Okay?” Jamal said this time, more sternly. “Uh, yes!” I answered instinctively. “Good boy!” Jamal again caressed my head with his fingertips and I felt electricity shooting through me. “You´re feeling it, don´t you baby?” “Yes… I feel something… the burning is gone and it feels electric and good and…” I hesitated to go on, but then I figured that all modesty was lost here anyway. “It feels like my hole is empty!” Jamal grinned and threw Taron a gaze, who had rustled with his equipment behind me and now spoke up. “Good, that means, that it´s working! It makes a hole wonderfully hot! It´s gonna get a bit more intense even and then you´ll be ready…” he made a pause, while leaning down, his finger gracing the outside of my hole, while his head appeared beside my ear and he whispered the rest straight into it “…to take both of our big, black dicks after each other into that wonderful, sweet white hole. And you will feel amazing, stretched to your limits. And never wanting something else again than big cocks, pounding your pussy, making your whole body feel good with it and taking the cum they offer you as a reward, when you did your job well.” He withdrew and focused on my hole again, pushing first one and then two fingers in easily, a satisfied smirk on his lips. They didn´t even await a response from me. For them, everything was settled. They got me high, on my knees, naked, cages and booty bumped. And I didn´t offer any resistance anymore whatsoever.

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Bill raised an eyebrow as he took in Martin's plump body and innocent expression. "This is Martin, Peter's cousin." I explained. "Has a message for him, apparently." Bill looked at me and winked. "Well, go find him and I'll look after Martin here." As he spoke, he came round the counter. He was, as usual, naked and his cock was semi-hard with a drool of pre-cum dangling from the thick head. I thought Martin was shocked by his expression, but he didn't back away as Bill put his arm over his shoulder and his eyes were locked on Bill's dangling cock. I stepped out of my shorts as I was supposed to be nude at all times, and as I turned to go upstairs I heard Bill say "Why don't we go into the sitting room to wait, Martin? You look a little pale but these poppers will help relax you..."

i was very heavily influenced by the Batman tv series. not just the gay camp aesthetic and the fun celebrity villain drag chewing up the scenery but also it was tv's first real gay couple: a daddy/boy relationship as solid as any st8 marriage. but the imagined sex! i imagined that after so many cliffhanger close calls w death, the dynamic duo went home and fucked like animals just to celebrate being alive. def my first tent pole "what's happening in my pants" moment as a kid.

Let me know if I should continue my sexcation exploits here or if I should take it to the blog section. Playing with Cornholes and Getting Creamed at the Bar So last Wednesday night I crossed fucking in a bar off my bucket list. I'm not really a drinker and don't smoke, so bars aren't high on my list of sex venues to go to. I had previously been sucked and sucked a little cock at the bars, in fact once in Denver I was being sucked by the guy next to me while sitting at the bar when a bartender bent over the bar and grabbed a tasted my dick a couple of times as he walked by, so I wasn't a total innocent. Back to the present, I went to underwear night the Barracks Bar in Palm Springs with every intention of completely losing my barroom virginity. I wasn't really sure what to do, and didn't get things exactly right I'm sure. I bought a beer and stripped down to my jock as soon as I arrived, wishing I had known to bring a lock since they had lockers available if you brought your own lock. Eventually more guys started trickling in and I started to see some activity as well as getting fondled and taking advantage of packages being offered for me to fondle several times. Out on the patio and in the bar itself most men were either in their underwear, a jock and a few just had a sock over their cocks. I think I had only seen one brief suck when a young cub came appeared on the patio and we started ogling each other. He came over and started kissing and fondling me, he wasn't huge by any means, but was nice and hard producing lots of precum, so I pulled him out and licked it up for him. Unfortunately he wasn't in to doing it quite so openly so he pulled me off kissed me and said he would find me later. At this point I was at a bit of a loss how things were supposed to work, but by this point there were a few guys starting to fuck so I was reasonably certain I could figure it out. I approached several guys who were obviously into not doing anything except teasing and cock blocking when I witness a group break up after some fucking and there were several empty seats along the wall next to the guy who had topped. I sat down, a little too far away from him when a fully clothed guy plopped down between us and started talking to me about he didn't know what to do, and started wondering out loud about the potential for police raids and the consequences for both the men and the establishment, which could have been a total boner and scene killer if he had been here in Portland (if I could even get things started in the 1st place). After just a few minutes another guy around my age came up and offered both of us his dick, which immediately found its way into my mouth. After just a bit of sucking I noticed the guy I had been planning to make a move on had stood up and was giving his hole to someone, so I spun around and was rewarded by getting the cock I had been sucking up my hole for at least 5 minutes. Meanwhile boner killer guy just continues to sit there looking uncomfortable. After it broke up I turned to boner killer and stated "I don't know about you, but I know what to do now," and walked off. Ten or 15 minutes later another guy approached me and guided me to the opposite side of the guy I wanted who was still sitting next to boner killer. We sucked each other and the guy I was originally trying to hook up with and ended up both fucking and getting fucked by my original target, all with boner killer still sitting there looking increasingly nervous. I really didn't notice any obvious breeding, but did have my dick in couple more guys over the course of the evening. A little after midnight the cute cub found me again and wanted to fuck me in the bathroom, so I followed him to a lockable washroom with a single toilet and a stopped up sink, I immediately dunked my shorts that I had been carrying in the stopped up sink when he pushed me down to suck him before he gave me a long hard fuck that ended with my getting bred, after which he let me suck his dick clean and lick the fucksweat off of his ball, which was worth having to drive back to the hotel in wet shorts. I found out his name and that he was 20 years younger than I am. By this point the crowd had started to thin, and it was mostly fully clothed attention whores left, after 10 or 15 minutes of no sex happening around me, I decided it was time to head back to the hotel, which may have been a mistake because one of the bartenders was flirting hard with me despite the fact I had only had 3 drinks (the last of which didn't even contain alcohol) over the course of the evening. Since I hadn't cum yet I went on back down to the river, and found a handful of guys there, but none of them seemed to be interested in me. There was a tall black guy I would have gladly bred or let breed me, but he ignored me and let a short latino guy fuck him in way to public of a spot for my taste. Since I wasn't getting in action at the river I went back to my hotel and went on Sniffies and found an older "cum dump" staying in the same hotel who obviously had not been bred yet that night, lubed him with some of the 34 year old cub cum from my hole and dropped my load before going to bed. All in all a very good night.

Yes me too... Especially in South America they can be very sleazy and obviously dirty. But I was in Sevilla, Spain in a very small one. Not popular with the higher class gays, but exactly with older and dirtier, kinkier gays... Had quite a few loads in my ass, even from the front desk attendant, who just couldn't resist. I went to the more nicer, cleaner and more modern one in Seville too and did not get a single load. In Montevideo, Uruguay, I was in one where I was taken by an old wasted looking guy and used for a very long time... He would alternating fuck me, eat my ass, or try to fist is. That was very memorable. In a very dirty sleazy one in Santiago, Chile - I was waiting for about half a day for the bus south - I was taken roughly by a couple of guys while the rest of the group was either watching or letting their hands slide over my body... I tried to clean up as much as I could before taking a 14+ hour bus trip down south. In Amsterdam I was often fucked without really even seeing who fucked and loaded me up... In Prague I had no luck [twice] in the sauna but I was given an anonymous load through a glory hole in a dark and dirty place with video booths. In Madrid too, I got bareback loaded up with I don't know what cum... It was dirty, smelly and loud. Small with all kinds of clientele. Old and wasted... a couple of older bears and muscle gays... I'm 63 and still negative but I can't be quite sure... I found that as an older bottom you get discarded quickly, but as soon as one top thinks: the hell with it. A hole is a hole... and the rest sees what a cumslut you are, they'll want a piece of my ass as well... It only takes one to get the party started... Hope the story continues... brings back a lot of good memories... Thanks to the writer.

Raymond scrambled back to his knees and assumed his position: chest and face down, slightly off-center of the middle couch cushion, back slightly arched and his jock-strap-covered ass offered to Nelson like a gift ready to be opened. Nelson watched as the college boy eagerly responded. He stroked his dick and watched Raymond’s back muscles move and flex as he got into position. He stepped toward Raymond but then a thought crossed his mind. As Raymond lay there, waiting, Nelson moved across the living room and grabbed a small wooden box that was on his bookshelf. From it, Nelson produced the familiar, small, clear baggie that his dealer supplied him with the night before. Taking a quick look, he was more than satisfied with the contents and knelt behind his waiting prey and began admiring the boy’s body. With his fingertips, he gently traced an invisible line from the right ankle, up to the calf, behind the knee, up behind Raymond’s ample thigh and found his way to the boy’s right ass cheek and repeated the same motion with his left hand on the other leg. This gentleness surprised and excited Raymond. He moaned into cushion and turned his head on its left side and shivered as Nelson touch found its way to the other lobe. Nelson took the opportunity to give Raymond’s ass four hard slaps all on the right cheek. Raymond yipped at the sudden pain and lifted his head to voice his discomfort and was met with four more hard slaps. Each slap was harder than the last. From the back of the back of the apartment Raymond was startled by a voice that he forgot was there. “Oh shit! Someone ain’t playing around today!” Thomas yelled with laughter in his voice and was quiet once again, getting back to whatever he was doing in Nelson’s bedroom. “Keep your face buried in that fucking couch, slut.” Nelson snarled as Raymond snapped his head back to its original position. Nelson got off on the mind games. He knew that his unpredictability would confuse the kid. Moving from gentle and passionate to dominant and imposing would ensure that Raymond would have no doubt about this role in all this. Nelson had always been intrigued by Raymond after noticing him in class. His standoffish attitude and loner style was attractive. He often dressed like he didn’t care what he looked like, arriving to class with messy hair and mismatched clothes that he was somehow able to pull off. Nelson’s interest level in the boy increased after a brief conversation with one of his regular fuck buddies on campus. The two were chatting on campus early in the fall when Nelson’s pal pointed out Raymond walking across a courtyard to a parking garage. “Dude, that guy has a nice dick.” Just a week prior, Raymond had the guy over for a quick fuck session and hurriedly ushered the guy out within minutes after spraying his load on his back and shoulders. That off-handed comment stuck with Nelson even after the class ended in December. Nelson had tried once to chat with Raymond after class, but he was always quick to put on his headphones and had blinders to the world as moved through the classroom and out into the halls. He was beyond thrilled that afternoon when he noticed Raymond in the café. The interaction at the café seemed so far away, but in reality it had only been about two hours ago. The sun was still up and peaking through the tops of his drawn curtains. “Time flies when you’re breaking boys,” he thought to himself. Nelson reached for the baggie and found a shard that was about the size of a raisin. He stood, straddling the boy’s body and leaned down, with one hand Raymond’s neck, he pushed him deeper into the cushion. With his mouth centimeters from the boy’s ear, Nelson flicked his tongue a few times, causing the boy to moan. He pleasured the boy’s ear for a few moments before whispering, “He’s right you know. I’m not playing around.” And he then reached back and shoved the shard deep into Nelson’s ass. The boy squirmed, but Nelson had him locked in place. One hand on the boy’s neck and the other trying to push the rock deeper in Raymond’s quivering hole. “Be still, kiddo. You just got your first booty bump. You’ll be thanking me soon.” Nelson began plunging his finger in and out, satisfied that the shard was now lodged deep and dissolving in the boy’s cunt. Raymond couldn’t help but moan as the finger invading his hole was giving him pleasure that he didn’t know he needed. He hadn’t been fucked in so long he forgot how the pleasure felt. He began to rock his hips back and forth, trying to match the motions of Nelson’s finger in order to get it deeper. “Someone’s got a hungry pussy,” he again whispered to Raymond. Ending his sentence with a deep, sloppy, tongue fuck to Raymond’s left ear, the boy was sent into a new realm of satisfaction. He began to moan and writhe beneath Nelson and the tongue kept invading his ear. “Fuck yeah. Fuck yeah...” Nelson heard over and over through the cushion. He had no doubt the kid was now his. He gently nibbled on Raymond’s ear lobe before standing up and resuming his position behind. Raymond spread his knees, presenting his ass to Nelson. Raymond smiled in approval then grabbed each of the kid’s arms and crossed them behind his back. “Keep your hands right there. You fucking move them, you’ll be fucking sorry,” growling at the boy, once again. Nelson, leaning back on his haunches, looked down at his achingly hard cock and gave it a few strokes while he inserted two fingers into Raymond’s significantly hotter hole. He knew it wouldn’t be long before the boy was flying. “Fucking hot hole, faggot,” he said as he continued exploring Raymond from the inside. “That booty bump will be setting you right soon enough. You really should show some appreciation for that, slut.” Nelson heard a muffled, “Thank you.” “You are very welcome,” Now with three fingers stretching the boy in a way he had never had experienced. His other hand was now rubbing up, down and across Raymond’s back muscles, already imagining how much they would flex and strain when the real fun began. “You’ve got a fucking hot body, kiddo. I hope you know things are about to get intense,” Slowly pistoning his three fingers in and out of the boy’s hole. “You need to pay attention to what I am about to say,” Fingers flexing and spreading inside the boy. Raymond arched his back as much as he could while bucking his hips back, trying to get as much of Nelson inside him. “From this moment on, you are nothing but a hole to me,” Fingers moving faster now, in and out, in and out. “You are mine to use and abuse,” Slowing back down, now with two fingers, gliding in and out. He began to feel the sweat accumulate on the boy’s back. The booty bump was doing its magic. “Holes are meant to give men like me pleasure,” This time jabbing his two fingers in with more force. Thrusting in, gliding out. Thrusting in, gliding out. “You belong to me now,” Thrusting in, twisting and circling, spreading and flexing. “I don’t give a fuck who or what you are,” Three fingers now, slowly in, circling and massaging the hole. “From now on, I am Sir to you,” Three fingers forcing their way in. In and out. In and out. He had a rhythm and he could feel the boy responding to his words and actions. “Do you understand, faggot?” “Yes, Sir,” came a muffled response. Nelson used the opportunity to further establish his dominance and slapped Raymond’s ass. Raymond flinched, “I didn’t quite here that, faggot. Do you understand?” “YES, SIR!” came a louder response. “Fuck yeah, boy. Flip over.” Raymond was quick to comply. Moving his hands from his back, he steadied himself and rolled to his left and had most of his upper body on the couch with his legs on the ground. Nelson admired his work. The boy’s sweaty face and matted hair was a good look. The boy was feeling the effects of the bump and stared intensely at the man before him, still on his haunches, dick pointing forward. Raymond licked his lips. “Pull your legs up, slut.” “Yes, Sir.” Raymond lifted his legs and hooked his arms around them and brought them as close to his chest as he could. Nelson admired the boy once more. His ass had a very light dusting of peach fuzz. He leaned forward and gently flicked the boy’s hole with his tongue. Raymond’s hole winked in approval. Nelson dove in for the feast. His hands now on either ass cheek, spreading and getting more access to the boy’s hole. Raymond was in heaven. “Fuck yeah. Fuck yeah...” he half whispered, half mumbled. Nelson’s stubble was adding new levels of pleasure to the experience and Raymond didn’t want it to stop. He held on to his own legs tighter, trying to move them closer to his chest to give more of himself to the man below. Nelson was on a mission. His tongue probed deeper, tasting the saltiness of the boy’s hole, doing his best to drive him wild, doing his best to get the hole as wet as possible. After a few minutes of pleasuring the boy, Nelson moved away from his property and raised his hand to the boy’s mouth, cupping it. “Spit.” Raymond complied and spit into Nelson’s palm. “More.” Again, Raymond complied. Satisfied with the amount, Nelson lubed his rigid monster with the boy’s spit. He pulled the boy out a few inches and bent him in order to raise his hole to a more accommodating position. “Look at me, faggot.” Raymond’s eyes met Nelson’s. His pupils were dilated, and he was beginning to sweat more. Nelson placed his right hand on Raymond’s throat and placed his bulbous dick head at the entrance to the boy’s cunt. Raymond was lost in the pleasure, but he noticed a sinister appearance that was no covering Nelson's face. “I fucking told you not to move your fucking hands.” And in one thrust, he impaled the boy with the full length of his meaty pole.

I just had a very wet session with a piss boy. I kept rimming him after pissing on his hole, and then again while he was pissing down his ass crack. Lots of fucking and before two piss fucks. (I hydrate ALOT for this kind of session.) I got under the rim seat each time for him to dump the piss in his ass down my throat. The first load also had the remains of a melted devil's dick mixed in with the hot piss. Bred him with a fresh load, of course. A great way to spend two hours!

Part 2:The hour is up Finally an hour later and there was a knock at my door. Daddy arrived wearing almost nothing. A pair of shorts that showed a big bulge. Flip flops and no shirt. I had on a towel and a smile. I opened the door and Daddy removed my towel and forced me on all fours. He has me crawl in front of him to my room and then climb on the bed with my ass in the air. He then pulled out a toothbrush and put it in his mouth to get it wet. After he got it just wet he spat on my hole and rammed the toothbrush up my ass. It hurt but I knew his purpose. He brushed inside my ass for about 10 minutes and when he pulled it out it had blood on it. Daddy didn't waste any time. He yanked his shorts off and rammed his cock up my ass. Daddy was there to infect me and he wasn't wasting time. I usually prefer lube when getting fucked but knowing what was happening I loved being fucked without lube and my moans proved it. I was rock hard and within a few thrusts of Daddy's cock I exploded all over my bed. Daddy fucked me for about 15 minutes and then I received it. He shot a load inside of me that he had to have been saving for a while. After Daddy finished I asked if I could clean his cock. Daddy happily obliged and after he was satisfied he pissed down my throat. After that night I waa Daddy's on call boy until I converted. I had to remain faithful to Daddy because he wanted to be the one who converted me. It didn't take long. In just under 3 weeks I got the fuck flu and Daddy stopped by and gave me my congratulatory fuck. I still see Daddy and also his friends. I truly enjoy being an on call boy. Thank you to everyone who is involved with Breeding Zone. This site changed me forever.

Anyone one else lust after Christopher Atkins after seeing him in Blue Lagoon. Bad movie...but damn hot body. Not a celeb, but when I was a cub scout (yeah...before boy scouts), I used to cut pictures of boys who were shirtless out of the scouting magazine, Boys Life. Even at 7-8 years old, I loved looking at cute, shirtless guys. Still do!