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My ex texted me: Happy Birthday! We haven't talked in a while. How is your special day? Going pretty good. But you know I don't go all out for my birthdays. Not really sure how to celebrate. So glad you remembered. Thanks! We should get together soon and catch up. Yes we should. I would like that. Fast forward just over a week to the next Thursday…..And another text from my ex. So, were you serious about wanting to get together? Yes I am. What do you have in mind? So we made plans to meet for dinner. And the drinks flowed. I was feeling good and buzzed. And I am sure he was too. Since he lives about an hour away, I didn't want him to drive. And since the bedroom was definitely NOT the reason we broke up, I offered to let him stay over so he wouldn't drive drunk. Once we got to my place, we started kissing. And one thing lead to another, we wound up in bed. Naked of course. He is on top of me and pulls back to look me intently. He says: I frequently have this fantasy where I hold you down and rape you. I am taken aback by how blunt he is, but I think it's hot. I say: Well, I would need 2 things. One, I would want to fight back so it feels real. And two, you can't stop and ask if everything is ok. He smiles. Me: And I would like it if you were extremely verbal and rough. Even if I get hurt. It will be just more to remember it by tomorrow. He grabs a handful of my hair and pulls my head back. I get out a tiny scream before he covers my mouth with his and pushes his tongue inside. I guess it's on! We had more rough, hot, kinky sex that night than all of the kinky sex we had over our 5 year relationship combined. He called me names. Horrible names. Forced himself on me, and inside me. He dragged me to the shower and pissed on me before taking me back to the bed, still dripping. Floors, sheets, and bed be damned. I didn't care at all. I was horny and he was pushing every button I had. Some I didn't even know I had. And then the breeding - talk and action - began. He told me he was going to breed me, knock me up, get me pregnant, give me his babies. I was loving it. I knew he was poz but undetectable. Even so, the verbal onslaught was hot. I don't know how, but it was over an hour later when he said he was going cum. He was pounding my hole. It hurt. But it was all I wanted and asked for. And so much more. He literally roared: I'm cumming! I was certain my neighbors would hear that. And when he pushed in that last time balls deep, I screamed too. I knew I would be getting looks from my neighbors. But who cares! I could feel him swelling and then shoot shot after shot of cum deep in my ass. His cum convulsions were much more intense than anything I had experienced with him in the past. And I laid there and took it all in. The pain, the pleasure, the sweat. And most of all, his load. When he finally finished cumming, he pulled out and laid beside me. We were both breathing heavy. It took a few minutes to calm out breathing and heart rates. He finally broke the silence and said: I have a confession to make. I recently changed insurance and they are making me jump through hoops to get my meds. I ran out over 3 weeks ago. Good thing you are on PrEP. Me: Well, I have a confession of my own. I had to stop PrEP for a few weeks for some other lab tests. As we lay there mulling over our confessions, I noticed I was rock hard and turned on. I reached over to feel his dick and he was hard too. His dick was literally pulsing with his heartbeat. I sat up on my knees and straddled him. I reached back and lined up his dick with my hole and sat down. Me: Let's make sure I get pregnant with your poz babies. Another round of hot, kinky, and poz focused sex kept us up for another 2 hours. I had never known him to cum so many times in a single session. I was overflowing with his cum. Every time he came, my hole got slicker. And every thrust splashed cum everywhere. About 3 weeks later, I felt like I got hit with a truck. The fever, chills, aches all came together to tell me that I was definitely converting. He came over and actually convinced me to have sex again. I would have never thought that fuck-flu sex would be anything I would want. But it was hot. And he shot 2 loads in my ass. I couldn't get enough. Couple of weeks later, I arranged for him to go with me to get tested. We waited in the clinic for the test results. And then we were called back into a room for my results. Of course, I was poz. After the nurse told me the results and we talked a little while, he left us alone in the room to gather my thoughts. As he was leaving, he said: Take as long as you want. As soon as the door clicked closed, I kissed my ex and put his hand on my crotch. He could feel the hard on through my pants. In almost an instant, our pants were around our knees and I was getting fucked - bare of course - right there in the exam room in the clinic. Mid fuck, the door opened and in walked the nurse. He smiled and said: KY is in that drawer, but here is some better lube. He handed my ex the bottle of lube and then reached over and locked the door. He pulled down his pants, exposing his rather large dick dripping with precum. He said: I.could tell by your expressions that you were turned on by your results. I was hoping to join in. I am poz, no meds. My ex pulled out of me and turned my ass towards the nurse. Then said: I am sure he would love your load too. I lost count how many loads I took at the STI clinic. But when they were done, I pulled up my pants and immediately felt them get wet from cum leaking out. I walked out of the clinic with a bulge in front and a wet spot in back. And a smile on my face. As we passed the nurse in the lobby, he said: See you next week for your follow-up. He clearly planned on fucking me again. And I planned on letting him.

Part 2 My other friends leave in other cities... Since my bestie is out of town, Dad was the only person left in town I could reach out to. A few words about Andrews, my dad : he is quite the ladies would dream about I expect, tall, athletic, smart... well ladies actually men as he is openly gay... I never knew my mom. she left him, and me along, when she found him with another man in bed a few days after I was born... and he was always supportive, during childhood and college, helping me to do the right choices...not influencing me but rather asking the right questions about my feelings, what I wanted to do for a living later... So kind of good. Though, I am not fully at ease while talking about sex with him... I always felt awkward about it... I arrive in front of his house, and as told, just enter and I yell ""Dad, I am in"... As I say this, I see him coming out of the corridor leading the night part, with just a towel around the waist, still not fully dry from the shower: - "Hey Son! sorry I lost the track of time with a twink that stayed overnight, so I am just out of the shower" he bluntly said. - "Well, no worries, I hope I am not intruding". - "No, I kicked him out 10 minutes ago, well settle in the guest room, while I get dressed and then we can talk about what you want to do while you are here" I just nodded as approval and disappeared from the entrance and just drop my suitcase in the guest room and just crashed on the bed... And it all came down to me a once and started to cry in the pillow... "Hey Jay, what happened", Dad said as appearing in the door frame. Unable to speak for now, I turn my back to him... "Okay... I leave you alone here, I am in the kitchen preparing lunch when you want. No pressure" Even in these situation, he seems understandable and empathic... I try to get my shit together. As I look at the alarm clock, it is now almost noon... Time flies I guess. I hear some metal noises coming from the kitchen, and smells. I get out of the room, eyes still red, and get to the kitchen : "How may I help ?" I asked my father. "Please, set the table, then you open that bottle of wine and serve two glasses of wine. That should be ready in a minute". I execute silently what I am being told and just sit on the chair waiting for the food, when he comes with it : "here we go, some simple pasta with red pesto." He serves me and him and asked "So do you want to talk about it?" "That tastes good Dad". I replied... ignoring the question... I am not ready I expect... I empty my wine in one go. "This also tastes good by the way!" "Well sure it does, but easy on it... well ..." he paused "you can stay as long as you want, you know, you are always welcome here, and when you are ready to share with me your burden, know that I will be here!" "Thanks dad... but right know, I think I just need to enjoy the meal and get some rest... I am a bit jetlag from my business trip... and other stuff" "Alright... as you wish. I will moan the lawn and then get a swim I think..." Alright. as I finished my plate I got up and went to sleep... In the afternoon, I heard the mower while resting.... then some splashes... well swimming that could be relaxing with what happened... But I not have my swimsuits... As I go out in the garden, I see my dad swimming. "Hey Dad, can I borrow one of your swimsuit, I have none with me ?" "Sure you can, or you do like me and just swim naked" and then I realize that he was indeed fully naked... It has been a long time I think... Last time was a furtive moment between the bathroom and his bed room... "Come on don't be shy!" I started to strip shyly "Alright"and hiding my scrotch behind my hands, I get into the water.. "God that feels good. I think that is what I needed". "Is that so ? "he asked with a intriguing smile on his face "Yes... you have no idea what happened..." I replied seriously "Well I might have an idea according to what you said so far and your attitude, but please enlighten me" he said encouragingly. "Well I discovered Maria was cheating on me" I said looking down... expecting some answer but no, just a hum hum, like he is expecting more... "I run into them this morning fucking in our bed while I wanted to surprise here by being home earlier than expected". "Oh... that explain the shock then" "not only... she kind of begged him to breed her, to knock her up, he and his fucking scorpion dick. just did." I answered angrily... "Sorpion dick you say ?" "not the part I would have catch but yes he had a scorpion tattoo on his penis"... "Alright Son, are you aware of what that means" ? "well she wants to a child with him!!" I expect "Hum, well this could be something else.... Is it a kind of scorpion like this ? " he asked as he emerged from water to have his torso outside and pointing to his chest where I noticed for the first time my Dad has tattoos. "Yes, definitely looks similar, but you are not a scorpio, Dad" "Well I am, but not astrologically speaking... I am HIV positive, and this tattoo implies that when I penetrate, my dick is like a stink" my dad said without any restraint. I am completely in disbelief, my dad announces he is HIV positive... "wait what ? and how would you know that would mean the same thing here ?" "Well, the tattoos, the words used are likely to some chasing / gifting situation, Son. As per my situation, well do not worry about. I am fine." "Fuck. fuck fuck" was all I could say. "Does that mean that Maria could also be ? and so am I then ?" "that could be a possibility, indeed. For maria, it even seems she wanted it..." "But could this be even possible to desire this ?" "Well Son, this is the mystery, but trust me a lot do and sometimes more than you think, and the closer you are to fuck with a positive person, the more likely you are to sooner or later desire to be positive as well. Trust me on that. That twink that stayed overnight is an example... he knew I was positive, that I do not use condom and that I will gift him with my seed and he came for that. Seems Maria discovered something in her desires... you could not satisfy" I stayed in disbelief with what my own father just said... Not only I learn he is HIV positive, but he seems to share it with fuck buddies... I look at him as he gets out of water and sit on the edge of the pool and I gasp... I can see a second tattoo : a biohazard one on his belly, just above his dick... and what a dick... I thought mu boss one I catch a glimpse on this morning was big.. but this one.... how can it be possible ... it is about 6 to 7 inch flacid and there is a kind of piercing on the cockhead... ... to be continued...

Chapter 20 “Oh if you don´t, we´ll just make you. And you will enjoy that. Right Jake?” said Jamal from behind me. He had stood up and I felt his presence, before he pressed his body on my backside. His chest against my back, his hard cock lying perfectly in the gap between my ass cheeks. He pressed against me and wrapped his hands around my upper body, so that I couldn´t move away. Not that I really wanted to. I was a messy… mess. And my head wasn´t working like it normally would. I had come here, wanting to show Jamal and Taron that I could take initiative, that I wasn´t just the shy boy they had gotten to know. But now I was overwhelmed again and the g didn’t make it any better. So… maybe I would have taken a step back from this mountain of a muscle stud standing just a foot away from me, grinning and lighting the pipe, sticking it in my mouth. I welcomed it, knew it would calm my nerves, make me feel good, get me ready for… whatever they had planned for tonight. I should have known that Jamal was not someone to just repeat the last time. He had brought me the border of the things I had wanted to do and had casually taken hold of my while stepping over them. Not that I complained… “Suck it some more Jakey. Show us what a good sucker you are…” Jamal whispered in my ear, when I had just stopped drawing the smoke in. I heard the grin in his voice from the joke he had made. And of course, I obeyed and took in the little bit more of smoke, that I could. Then Jamal´s hand moved up, covering my mouth, while Chase quickly used his hands to shut my nose. I instinctively struggled for a second, but Jamal´s one arm and him going down on my neck with his mouth stopped me dead in my tracks. I knew I had to… let go. And so I dutifully held the smoke. I held it for longer than I thought I could. At some point, my eyes went wide and my eyes started to beg. Chase then grinned and nodded, taking his fingers off my nose. I quickly let out the smoke, or what was left of it, and took a harsh breath in again. I immediately felt different. When people had described to me. How it felt to be “high”, I had kind of understood. But now I felt, again, how much better the singular word fit to describe this feeling. I took some more breaths, while Chase and Taron fistbumped each other over my shoulder and talked. “… make really good use of him tonight. Fuck, I´m excited for that!” “Oh yeah… Now what do you say Jakey, wanne see Chase´s cock? I mean… the part that you can’t yet fully see in those!” He pointed at Chase´s trunks, which had caught my eyes before already. They were tight, so his fat cock lay sideways and… yeah, it didn´t leave a lot to imagination. “You seem to love black cocks, isn´t that so? Now go ahead, he won´t disappoint…” And so I did. My hands quickly found their way to these trunks, feeling and squeezing along the hard cock. Here I saw a chance to finally tease a little: Instead of getting his cock out immediately, I felt along it and kind of masturbated it through the pants. When I looked up at Chase´s face, he smirked at me and then shook his head. “Nope, you will get to work. Right now!” With that he pushed me to my knees with a strength and quickness, that made them slam against the floor, making me howl for a second, but my open mouth was stuffed with his bulge in a second and he loved it. Then he pushed my head back, pushed his trunks down and slapped his cock against my face repeatedly. I barely could take a look at it, the dark skin, the glans glimmering from prejuice. But then he slammed it back into my mouth. I almost choked because he was so quick. “That´s for not doing what I tell you sweety. Maybe you learn the lesson. If not, there will be more chances to teach you.” He fucked my face, me barely being able to catch a breath, while Jamal was still standing behind me like a brick wall, so I had no choice but to give my best. After a while, Chase relented and Jamal helped me up, then threw me on the sofa, laying on my stomach. “Good job so far baby…” he purred “… and now let’s get you more in the zone! With that, I felt him spreading my ass cheeks, slowly but steadily pulling out the plug and administering a small, hard, slicked object to my hole. When I opened my mouth, Chase was there to push his cock in again. And just like that, my hole opened enough for Jamal so spray some liquid into me that I was sure would contain plenty of chems. But… well, that wasn´t actually that bad, was it? Jamal then started to finger me with some lube, while my mouth got fucked again. I was still high and after some minutes, I go even higher, my hole being warm, not just from the fingers. I responded to my urges by pressing back against the fingers, impaling myself more and then going forward, taking the cock in front of me into my throat. I was in slut heaven for a moment, just enjoying these two beautiful, kinky hunks using me and me making them feel good. But the moment ended way to quickly, when Jamal withdrew his fingers and I felt his cock on my hole. Chase withdrew and shoved poppers under my nose, which I greedily inhaled. He coached me through it. “Another! Keep it in. Longer. Exhale and the next, come on, take those fumes and make your brain fly and your hole open to that dick Jakey!” And within some more breaths, my hole gave way and I was fucked again, bare, by an enormous cock

Greg excused himself for a minute and Kevin strokes Jack's hair. Greg came back with some bottles of water and with some small brown bottles. Jack knew they were poppers, he never used them before. "Drink up, we got a long night ahead of us." Greg insisted. Jack did as he was told. He knew that he would be doing whatever these two men told him, at least, for tonight. Jack look at these two men, really looked. They were in great shape. They were more attractive then any men he had seen before. It wasn't just physical. There was something about the two that drew Jack to them. He realized that it was the HIV. His body ease longing for the gift they had. He knew that this was in response to him denying the pleasure of raw sex. He needed it, and now he was drawn to the men who could give it to him best. He knew that HIV was his future. Still looking, he noticed they both had a couple of matching tattoos. A small scorpion and a biohazard symbol. As he finished the water, Jack decided he could not wait any longer, he was begging one of them to pop his cherry and fill him. Kevin got really hard at this. He finished his water,.grabbed Jack's ankles and pulled him to the edge of the bed. Greg grabbed a lube bottle from somewhere and put some on his finger. Jack felt it like through his asshole. He moaned in pleasure at this. It was the best feeling ever. Greg had a sharp nail and was cutting his insides. " No more than absolutely necessary. " Kevin reminded Greg. Greg removed his finger, got onto the bed with Jack. He gave him a kiss and held the poppers bottle under his nose. "Take a big hit. Jack did as told. As he hit, his mind became fuzzy and his body felt hot. He was feeling the high of the poppers when he also felt a sudden mix of pleasure and pain. Kevin had forced his dick into Jack's hole. It was not a slow and deliberate process. Nope, Kevin decided.to just fuck the boy hard. Greg felt every inch of his hard thick dick thrusting inside him. Kevin was.balls deep inside Jack. The more and more he got fucked, the more and more he was.enjoying it. Between the popper.hits, and his ass opening up and accepting what was happening, the more.he wanted. "You like that boy, you like my Poz dick fucking your little tight boy pussy. You like my corrupting and pozzing you?" "Yes" Jack.screamed. "Fill me with your poz.dick. Give me your toxic seed. Make me just like you." Kevin decided that he would give.the.boy what he wanted. "Here it comes.you little slut. Your first HIV load. I'm cumming. Jack shot his own load at the same time he felt Kevin's Poz cum deep shot deep inside his ass. Jack.was heaven. He took a hit of poppers to really enjoy the experience. Kevin was still going. "I got one more load.before I need to stop." he said. Jack didn't complain. He was enjoying the experience. Raw sex was what he longed for. When Kevin was finished, Greg took his turn and filled Jack as well. "We need to get more strains in you." Jack lost count of how many times these two filled him up. He knew that he was going to get HIV. The two did have to stop for a while to get some sleep. After a few hours, Jack awoke to find he was alone. He heard the two down the hall from the bedroom. He got up used the bathroom, and joined them in what turned out to be the kitchen. They had a big breakfast prepared for them. After last night, they needed the protein and water. They enjoyed eating the meal and talked for a bit. They asked if he was sure that he wanted their gifts. They even offered to take him.to a clinic to get treated with prep, if he wasn't already on it. He told them no. HIV was what he needed. It was what was missing from his life. Kevin and Greg were happy to hear that. They even offered to let him top them. After all, his dick was as big ad theirs and he was going to need to spread his strain around. Jack had to sadly decline. He had classes in a few hours and had to go back to the dorm to get ready. They took him back, shared a.kiss in front of the door. He said that he would be back that night. Throughout the day, everyone said that there was something different about him. He seemed bigger, more confident. He was. He even told the flyers guy that he was wrong. That he had bareback sex and it was real fucking. Over the next few days Jack was at his new friends house every night. He caught the fuck flu and they took care of him while he recovered. He got tested and confirmed hi wad now HIV Positive. They celebrated by getting Jack tattoos that matched theirs. Jack was now ready to start his own journey with his HIV.

Simon pulled out and I felt hot sperm trickle over my balls. He scooped it up with his finger and stuck it in me, then got off the bench. "All yours," he said to the old man. "See you later." He climbed the steps and disappeared. As he went, I saw the biohazard sign on his left buttock and shuddered with fear and loathing, but the old man took a snort of poppers and stuck them under my nose. I sniffed and felt the fear wash away to be replaced with luxurious sexual feeling. "Come on," he said. "Lets go and put you in the sling." He helped me off the bench, smearing the cum leaking from my hole over my bottom. We went around the screen wall into the fetid darkness. After a few moments, my questing hand felt a chain and then a leather seat. He helped me lie back into it, raised my legs and put my feet in the stirrups. I couldn't see him in the darkness. "My..my name's Ian." I said, feeling nervous and needing to make some kind of connection with him. After all, I was about to take his toxic seed. "Yeah? So what." He grunted. With that, I felt his cock probe me, the metal prince Albert cool and hard in the tip. He pushed harder and opened me up. "Oh yeah!" He gasped and then his cock slid right up inside until his belly was against my balls. " Don't...don't ...oof...care who you are. "He grunted. "Just a pig taking my poz cum...ahhh " Suddenly, I saw a flickering light and heard someone coming. A man round the screen carrying a torch and a bucket. He was one of the guys behend the counter upstairs. He flicked the light over us and said "Just cleaning up. Don't mind me. Seen it all before." I was embarrassed but the old man continued to fuck me as the guy picked up a couple of used condoms and put them in the bucket. He came over and watched us for a moment, noticing the bare cock fucking me in the light from his torch. "Sleazy fucker, eh?" He took out one of the condoms. I could see the tip was filled with yellowy cum. He pointed at the old man's cock and raised an eyebrow. The old man grinned and nodded and pulled his cock out half way. To my horror and disgust, he tipped the condom and poured the contents over the man's cock then laughed as it was shoved back into me. "Nice one!" He said, taking the bottle of poppers and making me sniff. I sagged in lust. Had I just had spunk from a dirty condom put in me? What was I doing! But I felt soooo filthy. "Open up." He said, producing the other condom. I didn't know what he meant until he turned my head, squeezed my mouth open and poured the content into it. "Ahh! ..What...ooh no! I gasped and gurgled as the cold sperm filled my mouth. More poppers and my mind gave way. I was just a pig and that was my fate. ""Swallow" He breathed and I could only do as I was told, closing my lips and swallowing as the old man grunted with pleasure and I felt his cock harden and throb as he came in me. "There you go!" Laughed the man with the torch. "Back to work!" He left and we were plunged into darkness. I Felt the cock slide out of me and the old man left without a word. I hung there in the darkness, naked, covered in cum, ashamed and yet calm. I had taken three poz loads and swallowed spunk from a condom. I felt used but the shame gave way to acceptance and I had finally become the pig I belonged.. " "I

To all, this my first story and English is not my mother tong. I hope you will enjoy it. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Part 1: So my name is Jay and until a few days ago I was engaged to Maria, a beautiful women I met at work. We got along quite well, on all topics, from life vision to work, and sex - or so I thought. I have been travelling for work for two weeks abroad. However business workshops meetings ended on the Friday morning, earlier than planned and remaining activities could be done remotely. I took this as an opportunity to surprise Maria back at our apartment with some breakfast and rose in bed, hoping to have an extended sex session - two weeks without fucking her was a log period for me. I changed my flight bookings to land early in the mornings than in the late afternoon to arrange this. I landed on time the Saturday morning at 7:00 AM, and I hurry to get my lugage. I stopped at a to buy some fresh bread and croissant at the french bakery a block away, to the flower shops on the way. By the time I made my way from the airport to the CIty Center and do my little shopping it was almost 9:00AM. As I intended to surprise her in bed, timing should be fine, as we not early birds... As I arrive in front of our door, I open the door quietly, enter quietly and closed the door as silent as possible. Our apartment is not that big, one living room, one kitchen, past the doorway and one bedroom / bathroom. I leave my luggage in the doorway and then it hits me : I hear Maria kind of squeaking and some muffled noises. I tell to myself, naughty girl, she is pleasuring herself. Well, I will lend her a hand I tell myself. I strip naked in the kitchen and get closer to our bedroom doorway. As I sneak my face with a lustful smile on my face past the door entrance, my jaw falls to the ground : she is indeed pleasuring herself but not alone... Another man is ramming her... I froze in the doorway in disbelief and I cannot get my eye of her pussy being split by what was quite a big cock... Each time it goes deeper she just moans in ecstasy keeping her eyes closed, while the man is focused on his cock plunging... I notice a weird scorpion tattoo on his cock. Then the man raised his head and sees me. A grin grows on his face, while keeping his pace, and then it hits me again : fuck this is my boss who sent me on this business trip! I start to boil inside but he then talks to Maria, his eyes locked in mine : - "You like that ? you like my man meat ?" - "hmm. yes...", she replied - "I am sure Jay is not fucking you like that, huh", he dare say while I am yet frozen and kind of mesmerized by what I see... - "no... please go on, breed me!" - "Yeah, you want me to breed you ? you want me to knock you up ?" what the fuck was he saying ?!? - "Yeah cum in me" what the fuck.... not only she cheats on me but she would like to get a child from that moron ? - " Here comes my seeds bitch! pass it to jay later!" he says, as he just grunt and unload in her, still ramming deep in her. She comes also and doing so open her eyes and sees me. But instead of being shocked and ashamed, she smiles at me... Unable to speak a word, I just go back in the kitchen, get dressed, take my luggage and just go out. I need to leave this place... Now I need a place to stay for the weekend... I cannot be in the room with her... I need to think, I need to talk... I call my best friend who lives on the opposite side of the city but he tells me he is in the country side for the weekend with a chick, and tells me we should catch up in the week and just hang up. Fuck... Desperate, I call my Dad to check if he is here and can lend me his guest room for a few days. After a few ringtones, as I was about to hang up, he answers "Hey Jay" he greets, yawning. "Hay Dad, sorry it seems I wake you up, but I need a favor" "Sure lad" "Can I crash in your guest room a few days ? I'll explain after if that is okay". "Well... I had some plans for the weekend but I will reschedule. Come over! Just enter using your spare key when you arrives, I might still be under the shower". With that he hangs up. Well, shelter found to think over what happened.

Jack was given his flyers to hand out. He was nineteen, skinny, with sandy hair and light brown eyes. He skin could be described as basic white. He really was just a dude that didn't stand out. He was gay. He never did anything wild. Only had one boyfriend and that was it. In college now, he was looking for friends, and more. It was a very small college. The only gay organization was run by a student who made everything the group did about promoting safe sex. Today, they were going to go into the local gay bars and hand out flyers. Jack was.not very comfortable doing this. He did not have a problem with the message, he only did safe stuff. However, doing all this made him nervous. He was only nineteen and was only allowed into the clubs because it was still early, around five p.m. and the club owner just wanted them to get done and leave. Jack did not talk to anyone at first. He just walked around his area, put the flyers on empty booths and tables and offered them to anyone already there. Then he met Kevin and Greg. Kevin and Greg were both having a beer after work. They were older gentlemen who were the opposite of what the flyers said they should do. When Jack offered them the flyer, Greg stopped him and asked Jack to.join them for a minute. "Why are you doing this?" Greg asked, no Palace intended, just curious for the reasons. "I believe in it." He responded. Jack suddenly felt him mouth get dry. He was struggling to find his voice. He was very attracted to these.men. There was something about them he could.not figure out. Oh, they were both great looking. Both were athletic and clearly went to the gym often. That wasn't it. There was something else. "Do you mind if we ask some personal questions?" Kevin asked. "I don't mind, I guess." Jack shyly answered. "Have you ever had sex raw?" Jack admitted that he never had. All his sexual encounters were with condoms. He admitted,why he was saying so much to these guys was beyond his understanding. He opened up about how every time he gave or received a blown job protection was worn. He said that was drilled into him since he came out as gay. The couple told.him that it was so sad about that. "My friend, they are lying to.you. We know from personal experience that raw sex is so much better. Neither oral or anal. Skin on skin is how it is meant to be. It fels.so much better.' Need told him. " Maybe, but what about HIV?" "What about it? We both have it. We have gifted it to many guys." They went on about past.experiences and how much men loved what they offered. Jack was suddenly being called to leave. Apparently, the group overstayed their welcome. Jack said goodbye. They said that they were going to be here a couple of more hours. Jack thanked them for their time. He left with the group. At the campus meeting place, everyone was talking about how annoying people were. Jack did.not feel like sharing. He made an excuse to leave.and started walking back to.his .dorm. He was unsure why at first but, he walked past.his dorm and off campus. He wandered a bit until he found himself in front of the club he was at earlier. The bartender recognized him and wanted him to leave. Jack quickly said he thinks he dropped his keys at a.booth where he was chatting with two guys. He would be there just long enough to look and then leave. When Kevin and Greg saw him approaching, they met him and suggested they leave, since he was not 21 yet. Jack walked with the couple to their car. Jack was told to get into the back seat. He did as told. He was shocked to see Greg also get into the back. As Kevin drove away, Greg grabbed the back of Jack's head and kissed him hard. It was the most passionate kiss he ever had. Then Greg unbelief Jack's pants. Greg gave him his first blow job sights condom. "Oh fuck." Back softly said. Kevin smiled and said, "It is so much better, right?" All.Jack could do was give a nod. It didn't take long for Jack to cum. He shot his load into Greg's mouth. When he had taken all of the load, he gave Kevin a quick kiss and then kissed Jack again. As Greg shoved his tongue into Jack's mouth, he tasted cum for the first time. He loved it. A few minutes later, they were at the couple's home. The three started a strong make out session. Getting naked while doing so. Jack was both excited and scared about what was happening. He was experiencing something brand new for himself. The fact that these two men were HIV positive should have scared him off. Instead, he got more excited thinking about it. "Jack, you sucked Greg, I think you should return the favor now." Kevin suggested. Jack got on hon knees and took Greg' hard dick in his mouth. It was the biggest dick.he had ever sucked. A good seven inches. Kevin was even bigger. Greg was tasting another man's cock for the first. This was the first time he gave a man a real a blow job. All his previous experiences were pathetic in comparison. He loved the taste, the feel, the scent of it all. He knew he needed to work on his skills. Right now, he was.enjoying it all. Soon Greg was saying, "yeah, suck my toxic dick. Yeah, I M going to cum in your mouth. I am going to give your mouth my Poz cum. Yeah, I am cumming, I am cumming. my toxic cum is in your mouth. Swallow it. Swallow.my HIV load." Jack did as he was told. This was the greatest moment of his life. Kevin, as hard as he has ever seen a man, was asking if he was ready for the next experience. Jack knew what was next and he was ready for it. End of part one. Part two is coming soon. Let me know what you think so far.

Isn't it funny, I go to the sauna with intentions to spend all day there and struggle to get a decent fuck. But then, like on Sunday, I go but can only stay there an hour or so, and there's cock and arse everywhere! I woke up on Sunday morning feeling horny as fuck. I was due to go to a family Sunday lunch at 4pm, parents, brother and his wife and their boys, an aunt and her husband, that kind of thing, so I thought I'd drop by the Greenhouse early afternoon on the way. The car park was pretty full when I got there, promising I thought. After showering I headed down into the cellar. I could feel bodies but couldn't see anything as it's so dark down there. Feeling my way across to the sling I bumped into a couple of guys, exchanged gropes of cocks and arses, then found that there was a guy in the sling. Chubby guy, thin hard cock, felt his hole, quite wet. I'd got a new bottle of poppers, good stuff from Holland. I take a good sniff and as my head begins to fly I kneel down and press my tongue into his hole. I taste lube, cum, arse, it's such a dirty taste, so hot. I slurp the mess from his ring, lick down his crack, more cum and fuck knows what else. A guy pushes past me, shoves his cock into the bottoms hole, I feel the tops balls and sweaty arse crack, I feel the tops hole, he's wet too. I leave them to fuck and move toward the bench, I can see shapes now my eyes have become accustomed to the dark, I lie forward, resting my arms on the bench. Only seconds later a finger feels between my arse cheeks, finds my lubed hole. Then the anonymous shape is pressing an anonymous cock head into me, he's not too big, just right to open me up. I pull my cheeks apart to let him get deeper, squeezjng my hole around him. He fucks maybe a minute but then he's gone, too many guys here not ready to cum, but I like to feel them inside me. A guy reaches under me, grabs my Viagra enduced hardness, roughly pulls my cock too far back so he can try to suck it, hurts but I like being hurt. I stand and spin around, grab his balls, kiss his mouth, our teeth clash in the dark, tongues fight, he tastes of cigarettes and mints. He turns around offering me his arse. I push in, he's tight. I spit on my hand and wet his hole before shoving in harder, my cock driving through his muscle. He rears back, I know it's hurting him but I keep on pressing into him. He pulls away, too big he tells me, he melts into the dark. I cross the room, a guy comes up behind me, takes a nipple between his fingers, I rest my head against his face as he squeezes, twists. He bends me over the bench, pushing a nice large cock into my hole. It hurts as it opens my ring, his cock head driving through the tissues inside my arse. I think he was black, coarse curly pubes press against my cheeks. He said he wanted to cum, did I want his load? I said yeah He said where? inside you? I said yeah please So he fucked. Serious deep strokes, goes on for ages. My hole had dried, but I was enjoying the friction, I knew I would be sore later. I was thinking he may not cum after all, but then he asked for my poppers, stopped with his cock buried deep inside me, handed me the poppers back and I take deep sniffs and squeeze my arse around him. Then the real fucking starts. He really goes for it, savage deep anonymous shagging, so intense, I'm hitting the bench hard with each thrust, I'm hurting but loving it. Then his hard deep thrusts, 5 maybe 6, he growls as he shoots his cum deep, filling my bowels, sharing his seed. He pulls out, I'm on my knees in an instant, sucked him clean, loving the taste of his cum and my arse. Grabbing his towel he's gone into the dark. I'm knackered! I put my towel around me, my cock hard still, I head upstairs, into a cubicle, lay my towel on the bench. Leaving the door open I lay on my front and doze… Later, not long I don't think, there's a hand on my arse, a finger in my crack. I press back. His weight on the bench behind me, a damp towel thrown between me and the wall. He pulls my hips, I get the message and kneel up, he shuffles to me. I huff my poppers, my head spins with tingles of excitement. His cock is in my arse crack, he can't seem to get it right. I reach behind me, his cock is warm, fat, uncut. No condom. I move it to my hole, guide him, pressing back when it's in the right place. The head goes in, I'm so wet with the last guys load. He pushes forward, hands on my hips, holding me, pulling me, he slides deeper. I feel his shaft travel through my muscle, I so love the feeling of it, his hard cock entering my hole. I reach behind me. His pubes are shaved but stubbly, his balls nice and large, I love to feel my hole as a cock is stretching it open. He's long! His cock hits the back of my rectum before his balls hit my hole. I take more poppers, rest my head on my hands on the bench, my arse in the air, loving the feelings. He starts the fuck, pulls out, drives straight back in, again and again, it hurts when he bottoms out in me, he rams the wall every time he drives into me. I wonder if it's bruising something inside. I love the hurt, I want him deeper. He pulls out completely a few times, punching back through my sphincter, he's so fucking good. He shifts his angle, his cock bashes my prostate, it's painful but hot. Then something gives way inside me, I feel his scratchy pubes press against my arse cheeks. He's found my inner ring, his cock head is pushing through on every thrust, the sensation is awesome. He's getting faster, breathing heavily, he pulls out and grabs me, turns me over and pulls me to the edge of the bench where he's now standing. Pulls my ankles onto his shoulder, finds my hole again and is back inside my body, leaning over me. His sweat drips onto my chest. I'm almost folded, he fucks harder, deeper, punching my intestines, he holds my thighs, controlling my body as he pistons in and out. I cum, my cock untouched, I shoot over my stomach, it seems such a long cum as my arse cannot clench closed, it clenches his cock shaft, that seems to send him over the edge. He cries out, I more imagine than feel his cum but he must have shot 7 times, his cock buried deep inside me, his semen infiltrating deep into my body. My hole becomes wet, I know it's now leaking around his cock shaft. He collapses onto me, sweat and my cum between us. Just one word - thanks - and he pulls out and stands, pulling his towel back. As he turns I notice his tattoos, the Scorpion on his left arse cheek looks old, the bio-hazard on his right cheek is fresh, not long healed… Then he's gone.

The difference is that no prosecutors have felt any of the Bidens, except for one prosecutor going after his son, found any credible evidence that any of them had committed a crime. But the Russian stooge currently in office, while running for president, made it clear he intended to order his Justice Department to investigate and charge "the Biden Crime Family" (as he called it) in retaliation for the very legitimate felony charges Hair Furor was facing until he skated by getting re-elected. In such a case, pardoning people to block retaliatory prosecution (which can easily bankrupt someone) isn't an unthinkable concept. Separately, I'll note that Trump pardoned (or in a few cases, commuted sentences for) everyone who was involved in 1/6, whether charged or not, having stood trial or not, convicted or not. So clearly he's not foreign to the concept. He also pardoned a serviceman who was accused of murdering a Afghani civilian (and who had confessed to the killing), but who had not yet stood trial. And notably, he pardoned Steve Bannon, who was facing a federal fraud trial, before conviction as well - someone who'd been intimately involved with Trump's campaign, which is arguably as bad or worse than pardoning a family member. So let's not pretend that Biden's pardons were somehow grotesque compared with the asshole currently squatting in the White House.

This is my first try at erotica, and I know my grammar is shit. let me know what you think of this! I looked at the phone again, while pulling out a few clothing options. The message was simple - "I'm down with getting high, and hooking up - no discrimination here" from a profile of a furry, buff torso. I was intrigued. My experience with drugs was central to pot but meth and Molly were on the fringe. I had popped ecstasy once, snorted Molly, and meth wasn't something I was keen on. Yet. I always kept a bottle of poppers on me, and I certainly loved getting fucked while popperbating with my partner, but the side effects weren't great. A month prior to this text, I had a messy, embarrassing and odd experience with a guy near my house after trying to slam MDMA. I had ugly blotches on my skin, and my fear of needles was renewed; My skin couldn't take the slam, and without any kind of rush, the sex was uncomfortable fever dream. The first text was harmless, and in response to me showing interest in his profile on Grindr. "You look really cute, want to meet up and smoke up?" His profile was brief. Dominant top, and the thumbs up emoji next to a leaf. Under that, was a rocket emoji. The pics however, got me hard in seconds. His body was lean, but he had broad shoulders. His expansive, muscled chest was covered in a dense mat of grey and black fur,, which continued down to his underwear, which was stretched out entirely. I couldn't make out the size of his cock, but the bulge told me enough; he was hung, and hairy. I slipped a few fingers into my underwear and rubbed myself, working myself to lust over him. Work had been hectic, so I pinged him back "sure" to which he replied back. "How comfortable are you with a three way?" in honesty, I wasn't comfortable with them, but he was furry, older and his bulge looked enticing, so I shrugged and texted him back. "I haven't really hooked up with a lot of people to try out a threesome, but I'm passive and I always allow someone dominant to take the lead" I was biting down on my lip, my foot tapping away. "Don't worry, we won't do anything you aren't comfortable with, and better yet, you can speak to the other guy if you have any worries" he sent over a number and a name, and waited for me to text him back. At this point, I wanted him, I wanted pot, and I wanted sex. "I'll ping him, alright. By the way, I'm not fit, like you. A bit husky, in fact. I could send a few pictures, but they're all nudes. let me know if you'd like to see them?" "Sure" While I waited for his consent, I texted the other guy who responded almost Immediately, asking for my nudes and pictures. He sent his, and he was beautiful. His body was smooth, but muscled and cut, skin dark and his cock was uncut and lightly veined. I wanted both of them in me. I sent the same couple of pics over to the furry daddy, and sat at the edge of my bed, waiting for their replies. I'm not built all buff and muscled, but I'm on the huskier side and in my early twenties. I have curves where one could have rock hard muscles, and my body was slightly voluptuous when I undressed. Whenever I messaged men who looked like these two, I felt my insecurity build up, but I dismissed the thought. "You look amazing. Let me show you what daddy looks like naked, boy" I felt a shiver run down my spine, to the tip of my cock. It was massive; ten inches hard, with a veins all over, thick and surrounded by neat, dense pubic hair. I had to feel him in me. His balls were massive, draping the underneath of the his hard cock and at the base, he wore a thick stainless steel cock ring. I was completely hard now, and my pants were on the floor. My shirt was pulled up, my legs spread open and a finger rolling a nipple. Fuck, I needed him. "You really are hot! When can I come over to your place?" I wasn't ready to call him daddy yet, but it was on the tip of my tongue. "Freshen up, and come over in an hour, let me get ready as well. I'll keep the door unlocked for you" He dropped a pin a few other details of his hotel and told me to walk right in. the next few seconds were a blur. I picked up my poppers, a fresh pair of shorts, a shirt and bolted to the bathroom to prep myself. It took me a good hour to trim the short hairs on my body, leaving me smooth all over, and a few minutes in that to douche my hole. I slipped a few fingers in, and my hole relaxed. I grinned to myself; I was ready. I spritzed myself with some mild perfume and deodorant, slipped a few condoms, lube and a joint into my travel kit and paused at the front door. I slipped off my shorts, chucked my underwear into the laundry bin and slipped the shorts back on. NOW I was ready. I hailed a cab, and as I hopped on, sent him a text "On my way, see you soon!" To which he responded with a thumbs up. As I made my way there, I kept flipping back to the pictures, looking at his naked body. I was hard again, and my hole throbbed. The hotel wasn't hard to find, and after crossing the lobby, I leapfrogged up the stairs to his floor. My eyes wandered around the corridor, looking for his room number and I zeroed in on the last door. I took a deep breath, and knocked. A voice from inside yelled out to me enter. His voice was deep, and it cracked, indicating his age. I slipped in, my heart hammering in my ribcage. The room itself was alright - two beds, a couple of bags on the floor and by a study, mellow artwork on the walls. My eyes roved around the room searching for something more, some identifier of this man. Hi voice boomed out again "I'm just taking a quick shower, why don't you smoke some pot? I've left a joint near the TV for you. I'll be out in a minute." I found the joint and lit it, sitting at on the edge of the twin bed, ash tray next to me. The pot was alright, but mine was better. I put it out an pulled mine out and lit it, taking a deep drag and exhaling a plume of smoke upwards. The bathroom door opened up, and he emerged in a haze of steam and pot vapour. his face was covered in a thick, large beard, and he had shaved his head. He was taller than me, and he looked a bit older, but nothing deceptive. His cock was soft, but it pushed his underwear to its limits, a few tufts of hair poking out form the sides. "Hi" he said, wiping himself down, smiling at me. I was in a daze, and I smiled back. "Hi" His hand stretched out and he patted my cheek and grinned. "You really are cute. Exactly like your pics" I blushed. "I mean, you're hotter than the pics. I love older men, particularly hairy bald daddies like you" I blushed harder, after calling him daddy. I never got used to it. He laughed, deep and with timbre and pulled me up for a soft, quick kiss. "I'm so happy you're here. the other guy wasn't very keen, so he backed out. It's just you and me today, so we can take our time" he took the joint from me and took a long drag, exhaling the smoke past my opened lips, his tongue dabbing them and flicking back in. I smiled, my eyes half lidded. "I preferred it if it were just us, either way." I kissed him back and placed a hand on his chest, feeling it rise. As he deepened the kiss, his large hand wrapped around the back of my head. The kiss was urgent, and I felt his beard brush over my face. I whimpered softly, my lust for him overriding my senses. He broke the kiss slowly, the tips of tongues tapping each other and he gently pushed me down on the bed. "Let me get dressed, and let's grab some dinner. Works for you?" I was mildly stoned by now and a smile erupted over my lips, and I nodded, dazed. He slipped on a T shirt, and pulled up a pair of shorts, but my eyes were on that bulge and how it pushed up as he slid into the shorts. "I know you want it, but be patient, we have the entire night and the day tomorrow." he was watching me, and behind the grin, his eyes were dark and filled with hunger. He wanted me as well. "I don't eat much when I bottom, but I don't mind grabbing a juice or something else" He nodded and picked up the hotel phone, ordering a few things while he kept his eyes on me and a hand on his bulge, rolling a thumb over it. Order completed, he placed the phone back and pulled the study chair to face me, plucking the joint from my hands and taking a drag. "What do you do?" I lit the other joint and looked back at him. "I'm an architect, but I've just begun working. What about you?" His eyebrow raised with appreciation. "That's pretty cool. I'm a life coach, but I run a small textile firm as well. I'm down in town for a small conference, where I have a talk." I nodded, and took a short drag, exhaling upwards. "So are you ready to get high today?" he asked, his eyes watching me closely, as he blew out a plume of smoke. I nodded, meekly. I was blushing like a virgin. His grin was back and his hand ran along my thigh as he leaned in. "I will fuck you so hard today, it will be worth it." I was hard as a rock now, biting down on my bottom lip and staring at him with desire in my eyes. He grabbed the joint from me and put them both out and stood up exhaling deeply. I watched him as he opened up his luggage and pulled out a few stoppered jars and a small plastic bottle of some homeopathic medication. "It's not medicine, if that's what you were thinking. When I fly, I just stuff a few chunks of meth in here so that nobody could figure it out, and it's worked so far." He proceeded to open the bottle and pull out a fluff of cotton and shook it, showing me what lay inside. "Have you tried meth? I keep at least five to six grams on me at all times, and the stuff I have is pure." I shook my head. "I've just begun exploring MDMA, but after the last time I tried it, I've been avoiding it." His eyes glimmered with a fraction of disappointment, but he shook it away and smiled. "Well, I do have some ecstasy and MDMA. How about we try that?" I wasn't averse to it, so I told him it was fine. He pulled out a small kit from his bag and took out a few packets. One had crushed powder like shards, and the other was brown, and sticky looking. The third had a few bluish pills, and he took one of them out of the packet, placing it on a small mirror. He crushed the blue pill with a credit card and smushed it until four lines remained. "Care to do a few lines with me?" he had me kneel down before him, with his legs on either side. The heat was palpable here. At this point, my skin was hot and my throat dry. I leaned back into his open legs and looked up, and he passed a short straw into my hands. He had taken two hits already, and his cock was hard and pressing into my back. I gulped and bent over, snorting the two lines. It burned for a few seconds, but he assured me, that was the right reaction. Hi voice was husky and low now and he took my hand and placed it over his expanding bulge. "Feel me, boy. I'm so hard for you right now." my hands felt the tightness of his his shorts as his cock throbbed in my hands, and in that moment, all I could feel was his need for me. He turned my head upwards to him and asked me a question in a softer tone, while he kept my hand on his bulge. "Fuck dinner. Have you slammed before?" "No. Not well, maybe." My mind was blank as he arose, while I lay kneeling and he unbuttoned his shorts. "Inhale me, boy". I tentatively held on to his thighs and pressed my lips into the arching bulge, inhaling the scent of the soap, mild sweat, and intoxicating precum. "Let me slam you, boy" I pulled back. "Well, it's just that I have sensitive skin, so when anyone jabs me in the forearm my skin bruises easily." "I don't need to slam you there." He pulled me up and slid a hand into my shorts, worming his palm between my ass cheeks. I exhaled as his fingers found my hole and he rolled his index over it, all the while kissing my neck. The ecstasy was working, as I opened up my body to him and his index slipped inside my cunt. He exhaled, a light growl in his voice. "Trust me, boy. I won't harm you at all. Let me do this for you, just trust me." A moan escaped my lips as he pushed my hand into his underwear and pushed his turgid cock into my hand. "I want you, and you want me. Let's just let go and have nothing holding us back." He peppered urgent, hot kisses along my neck and arched his buttock upwards, sliding his ten inch cock, wet with precum, through my palm. I gasped softly as he pushed another finger into my cunt and biting my lip, eyes lidded, I nodded my assent. Growling, he pulled my face to his and kissed me, his fingers gently slipping out of my hole. We backed away from each other, faces flushed and in heat. I glanced to my side, where a full wall mirror reflected my sluttiness. My lips were moist, my hair disheveled, and my eyes were hungry. I could trust him. I think I really could. "Sit." he commanded, pulling up a pillow and motioning before him. I gave him my hand and sat down, and he pulled out a strap and two large syringes. Both were filled up. "You might be new to this, but your body can tolerate a higher dose. Don't worry, I've done this enough times to know." "How much?" I enquired as he tightened the strap around the base of the wrist and pulled up the syringe with a light brown, clear liquid. "Don't worry. I would typically start you out with eight units, but given we have today and tomorrow, I'm giving you twelve." he scrutinised the needle and tapped it, raising it to the light. "I need to make sure there are no bubbles, so you won't be harmed. Just remember, I won't do anything top harm you." he smiled at me and caressed my face. "Clench your fist a few times for me, lightly" I gave him a shaky smile in return and continued to observe him. He ran his long fingers along the ridges around my knuckles and after a few second, located a vein. "This area of the hand is tricky, given the nerves here. The effect is the same, though." He pulled out an alcohol swab and rubbed it along the area and looked up at me. "Alright now. This will pinch for a second, but do exactly as I say." I nodded again. He pushed the tip of syringe into my skin along the enlarged vein, hands steady. A small puff of blood appeared at near the point within the liquid and he whispered, "Slowly, open the strap." breathing heavily, I did as he asked, the strap falling away on the pillow. He pulled the plunger a bit, and blood poured into the syringe. "Good work." and pushed it in, slowly. I felt no pain, just mild discomfort. it felt like cold water had been poured into my hand as he depressed the plunger to the base. He pulled another alcohol pad and placed it over the injection point and looked up at, pulling it out. "Hold down on this spot, gently, and raise your arm." The last time I tried this out, I felt nothing, and had no idea what was coming. A cough escaped my lips and I felt something warm, hot and different. My skin exploded into a million sensations as a cold and warm blanket surrounded my brain. My cock and cunt throbbed and I felt lust, and empathy, and as I locked eyes with him, complete hunger for this absolute daddy before me. "You alright?" he asked, predatory eyes locked in on my convulsions. I gasped out a few words but I was otherwise incoherent. He smiled again and walked to the bathroom, switching off the bedroom light, bathing the room in a soft amber glow. "Get comfortable boy. I'm going to slam and join you." I moaned and nodded, getting on the bed and peeling off my clothes. I arched my back on the bed, running fingers along the length of my body tweaking and pulling at my cock, pinching down on a nipple. The moment the air touched my skin, I felt liquid explode out of my soft cock, sticky and clear. I had an orgasm, and another. My mind was exploding, and so was my body. In the light of the washroom, I watch him slide the needle into his forearm and plunge down the stopper, his head kicking back. This daddy, an example of raw, animal masculinity was going to fuck me. His head snapped back and he looked at me, lips open. In the background, light tantric music played, elevating our desire for each other. He took off his shirt and watching my eyes, slid off his shorts, letting his large, uncut cock slap against his torso, leaving a trail of clear sticky fluid. Naked, he was glorious. In a deep, thick voice he commanded me. "Lie backwards, and drop your head on the edge." I slid over to him and did as he asked, awaiting for our skin to connect. His cock up close was drooling precum and it smelled musky and sweaty. Without a need for words, he slid his massive cock into my mouth, pushing past my tongue, the tip searching for my gullet. "Relax you body, my boy" he growled, holding my hands and intertwining our fingers, as his cock reach the back of my throat and after mild resistance, pushed back into me entirely. This elicited a deep, rumbling moan from him as he exhaled slowly, arching his buttocks into my face, slowly, until the base of his cock ring clinked against my teeth. Saliva filled my mouth and smeared my lips, as he began deepthroating me, groaning as he enjoyed my throat. He massive balls slapped my face and his dense pubes chafed my lips, but I was in bliss, and I wanted more. He might have sensed my need because he slowly pulled out, relishing the heat and wetness of my mouth and looked down at me, pupils dilated and face flush with animal lust. "I need to fuck you, boy. I want us to be connected." He rolled me over and pulled my legs to the corner of the bed , pulling me up. I was in a world of my own, and the anticipation of his cock against my cunt was filling me up to the brim. He rummaged around and dabbed some lubricant on my cunt, his fingers dancing around the hole. Slowly, in a tight voice, "Open up you hole, boy. I'm going to fuck you now." I exhaled, a hot explosion of air from me as my palm pulled my cheeks open, leaving my pussy open. He was massive. But after the slam, I was relaxed. His thick cockhead eased past the lips of my hole open and his gasped as the tip of cock slowly slid in. "Now I need for you to trust me, baby. Open up to me entirely, and you will enjoy this more than you ever could." My eyes had rolled back up, and my back was arched, with the bottom of his palm on the base of my back. Slowly, gently, he pushed in further, his bare, naked cock slipping past my hole and slowly pressing into the opening of my sigmoid. he leaned in, his furry chest and body drizzling a light amount of sweat on my back. "Open up, baby. Let me in." I gasped and relaxed my muscles, and he slid in, he thick pubic hair brushing my hole. We were frozen there, connected as ours nerves ignited. We were linked on a deep, primal way. No protection. No qualms. Just a man and another man conjoined. He slid out a bit, and back, stretching me out, my hole moist and wide. "I can feel all of you, hot, wet and bare around me baby. My cock is so deep inside you, and I love it." he pulled out further and began moving faster, rubbing his swollen glans along a point in my hole. I was only a mess of moans and gasps, but now, I cried out, gasping in sharp, short breaths as he slid his slimy cockhead over my prostate. "How does feel, boy? my cock on your prostate?" he grasped my arms and locked them behind my back and began moving fasted, droplets of sweat peppering my back as he slid in an out of my pussy, filling the room with wet, squelching sounds as we fucked like animals. I felt droplets and then a stream of thick, viscous liquid splatter from my hardening cock as orgasm over orgasm rolled over me, my prostate sending me into a trance.

Actually, let's call them for what they are - terrorists

Now these are some nipples!

(Sorry for the split. Hit return and posted that.) He led me back to the bedroom and I pulled my shirt up and off. That's when he stopped me. He said "so there's something that I didn't tell you." My head was going all over like he had a boyfriend or girlfriend or something. He pulled his shirt up and there were some scars. Took me a few seconds before my brain registered what that meant. I smiled and told him that I didn't care, but if I said or did anything stupid or inappropriate to let me know. He pushed me back on the bed and yanked my shorts and underwear off me. Went down on my cock. Not going to lie, he wasn't great at giving head. I always think guys with cocks are best at giving head because they know exactly what feels best. Once I got him out of his pants, I returned the favor. He laughed and said I must not have much experience with that. I admitted no, but I sure as hell knew how to fuck. He pushed me on my back and proceeded to sit down on my hard cock. No asking for condoms and I wasn't worried about getting him pregnant. lol I'm used to the tight grip of an ass around my cock so it was a nice change for the wet hole bouncing on me. He rode like a crazy man until I warned him I was going to cum. He just smiled and ran his finger over my cock and himself. I rammed up and came as he moaned and threw his head back. We ended up fucking 3 more times that night. One more in front, twice in back. Hooked up a few times after that, but then he found a boyfriend.

There's an old saying that Trump is a poor man's idea of a rich man - that is, lots of shit covered in gold plating and ostentatious as all fuck but with almost nothing to back it up. For most of his adult life he was borderline bankrupt, if not actually so, and only with a few major cash infusions later in life (his inheritance/bailouts from his father, the Apprentice paychecks, the incessant grift his campaigns have funneled into his pockets) was he able to avoid losing everything. The same sort of thing is true, I think, for considering Trump "dominant". A bunch of fucking yahoo idiots in Shithole, TX and Bumfuck, AL and Moronville, Idaho saw him pretend to be authoritative and decisive on "The Apprentice" (while he was actually following a script in rented office space designed to make him look powerful), and decided that he actually WAS that kind of person - instead of the "fold like a paper napkin" guy he is when confronted with actual dominance. He's a dumbass working-class nobody's idea of a dom.

Hi, guys. I've posted before about the sauna I frequent in London, and I went there again this past Friday. Everything seemed to come together to produce the most fantastic experience of my life. In short, I got fucked fifteen times in a little under four hours, and 13 different guys shot their loads up my ass! They ranged from a fat guy with a four inch dick, to a thin guy with a huge dick (more about him later), from a group scene in the restrooms on the third floor, to a really slutty scene with me laying in the sling, legs up, taking cocks one after the other until my ass was just dripping spunk. I think the sling scene was best - this fat, middle-aged guy started fucking me and by the time he was ready to cum, there were three or four others watching. When he finished, a nice, athletic looking guy with a big dick took his place and began fucking me really slowly, moving the sling back and forth. He really turned me on. He kept smirking down at me, sort of secretly, and I suppose he might have not cum if I'd asked. But I told him to shoot it, and when he came he just sort of held the head inside me and squirted just inside. When he pulled out I felt round for my hole, and there was there was this huge gob of spunk sliding out. A small, hairy bear-like guy was watching. He put his finger in me and felt for the spunk. He was really excited. I said "come on, do me." He practically launched into the saddle and shoved a short, but fat dick up my oozing ass. He was all red and sweaty and after a while he gasped "where do you want it?" I grabbed his hips and held him in me. "Inside" I said, and he let loose, slamming his cock into my hole he shot. I just want to say about the restroom. I went up there and fell asleep naked, face down on one of the benches. Suddenly, I felt some one climb on top of me. What a shock! One minute I was dozing, the next a guy was crouched between my legs, shoving a very long, thick cock up my ass! Fortunately, I was wet with spunk and lube. Then a few other guys came into the room, presumably to take a piss, and I heard someone say “let’s take turns fucking him." I surmised word had got round about me. The guy on my back was very thin: I could just see his face silhouetted over my shoulder and reach back to feel the boney legs straddling me - and he was shivering and gasping as the other guys fed him poppers. His cock was smooth and it kind-of tingled as it slid in and out, almost like a burning feeling. I lay there helplessly as someone straddled my head so the top could suck some cock he fucked. I felt my spine tingle as I glanced back and saw the gaunt, excited face of the guy riding me - I suspected, no, I knew he was far gone with AIDS. I looked around, and the other guys were watching and jacking, eager to take me, pale excited faces in the dim light. The guy in my hole started to shake and jerk - should I stop him? Should I? Then I lay my head on my arms, raised my ass a little, and accepted his cum as he shot it into me. I swear I could feel it burn as it flooded me. When he'd finished, he started to giggle and climbed off me. He was really skinny and bright eyed. "Wild!" he said, "really wild. You're fucked man." Then his buddies got me kneeling on the couch, as the next cock slid up my tingling hole. I can't tell you how excited I am.

That potential involvement is unclear - at least to me. It could well be that Kushner (jr or sr) initially planted that ridiculous seed in T's shriveled brainlet, but I haven't found any corroborating evidence of any Kushner involvement.

@Falls727 Just make sure to let them fully heal before you let anyone start sucking on them. They will heal quickly if you follow the instructions your piercer gave you. I used sea salt soaks religiously for the first few weeks. I waited for a full year before starting to stretch mine and I've had them as big as 8mm rings in them. I had to take mine out for bypass surgery in November last year and it was about ten days before I was able to attempt to refit my rings. I had them pierced about 20 years ago and play with weights and e-stim on them a lot. It took a bit of fiddling but I managed to get my 5mm rings back in without too much hassle. Despite having mine for so long, if I play too roughly, I will get a bit of crusty lymph on them. All it takes is a good soak and giving them a rest for a couple of days.

Stung when I had it done and took a while to settle down. But really pleased I had it done.

It wasn't a riot. It was an attempted internal coup d'état.

I have mine pierced. They were not sensitive before and aren't much after either. Def the most painful piercings I've had. They're fun to look at though.

Had nipples pierced & promptly went clubbing, that night. Tits absolutely punished. Pain was excruciatingly sensuous & they healed PERFECTLY🤣🤣🤣🤣.

And yet unemployment is skyrocketing already under Trump, including tens of thousands of federal workers. So much for jobs.

I’m currently in heat, and it seems to cycle every 28days. It’s frustrating as I can only think about cock and cum and my work and everything else in life falls to the side as I’m scouring sniffles and the apps trying to find cock. It’s really tough finding breeders on the spot who are available. Been chatting up so many and so far none have come through during this cycle. I’m hoping later today to get my hole fucked and filled. Two tops been chatting with seem like they’ll cum through for me.

Fucking hot story. I’ve sent you a message on t gram. Would love to breed lad (or more) with you! 👹

I'm in HEAT now...can't you all smell me! Ass and pits on fire...grrrrr

It shouldn't hurt. Yes, it might feel uncomfortable at first, but relax your hole and it'll feel better. That being said, I've taken HUGE cocks and needed a minute to let myself adjust to the feeling. I've never regretted taking a big dick (and there's never been a big dick that regretted nutting inside me)! Most want to cum back over and over and over!

I've never been into the party scene, so other than some occasional drinking and having sex, I've always been stone cold sober in my sexuality. A couple of observations: 1) It's easier to find the more intense sexual situations at a RT sex venue/cruising spot than it is online. It's also easier to just walk away if someone insists on going beyond your comfort zone insisting that you participate, or even when they are simply too out of it to be an active participant in intense sexual play. 2) Most of not all of the apps have guys who delve deeper into the partying aspect all the time, and in many cases have completely abandoned the actual sex for drug induced fantasies. This is only partially because the partying puts them in a state where they can't perform sexually, a lot of them actually appear like they can perform sexually but still don't have the courage even after partying. 3) Those of us who can be sexually intense without partying are out there, but in some areas are fairly rare.

felching a hole loaded with other men's seed

Chapter 19 When I left Jamal´s flat hours later, they again slid a plug in my hole to keep the loads in. I winced a bit, as I was sore, but I didn´t trust my hole to close completely after the ordeal. And it did turn me on to know how many of their loads I had in me. How many they had given me. “Fuck”, I thought to myself on my way home “I really have become a slut.” Of course, the cage they had put on me stayed on. I hadn´t been able to cum from getting fucked, but Jamal said, this would be possible once I was pent up enough. Or not and then I´d just have to stay horny. Comments like these did indeed make me horny and remembering the two trips to this flat did so, too. Also the thought that I had kind of “absorbed” their cum into my body, because as I slid the plug finally out, nothing else came out. I can´t tell you how I got through the week. I was tired and horny and a mess and horny and couldn´t focus and horny and worked my way through it and horny. It dragged on forever and went by in a flash at the same time. But I had one focus that kept me going: Feeling again like last weekend. Letting out my inner pig again. Let these guys use me. Finally be the cumdump I had sometimes dreamed to be. Standing at that door again on Friday evening, which I dutifully did. I had slid in the plug that I had left their flat with, because Jamals had told me to do so to stretch my hole a bit, so taking him inside would be less of a struggle. Also I was just wearing a jock, short sports pants, a tight fitting shirt and the socks they had put on me last time. It felt crazy going to their place dressed like that and with a plug. I thought everybody would see what I was up to, would see my cage through the shorts or see me blush all the time. But that was probably just in my head, I tried to reassure myself. When I lifted my hand for thew bell, the door already buzzed and I went inside. I had thought Jamal would open it again, being half naked, but it was nobody there in the hallway. When I took off my shoes though, I saw a sheet of paper on a sideboard. “Take off your shirt and pants. Put on the wristbands and collar in this first drawer. Before that, chug the glass of juice beside it. Then come in. J.” Ohh… wow. This was getting crazier and hotter by the second! I carefully opened the drawer and saw the glass of juice half full. I was sure there was g in it and maybe something else. I chugged it and the taste spoke for my thesis of at least g. I quickly threw my shirt and pants in the drawer. Then I took out the leather bands that I already knew from last time. My fingers trembled from excitement, as I put them on and tightened them., It took me a couple of minutes closing the wristbands with one hand, but I managed. Then I went towards the door to the living room and looked at myself in a mirror while passing it. I looked good. Hot. Kinky. How I had always wanted to look. I heard a thrumming sound through the door. I knocked, but when there was no response, I realized the note had said to come in, so I did. As expected, there was music and porn playing, the light dim, various item for sex lying around. Also as I had expected, there was Jamal on the sofa, already naked, stroking his huge cock. He looked over at me and grinned that cheeky smile. “Come here sexy! I see you did as you were told…” “Hi man! Yes, sure!” I was a bit shy, but also so horny, so I went to him. He immediately cupped my caged cock in one hand and put his other hand on my ass, making sure I was also plugged. “Such a good boy! Properly caged and plugged, as you should be. And soon also high…” he smirked. He pulled me down towards him and planted his big lips on mine, while his other hand continued to play with my plug. I lost myself in the kiss for a prolonged moment. But then I heard a familiar clicking noise behind me, that startled me. But then I realized it would be the Taron working the pipe, just like the last times. I had expected him to be arounds, actually hoped for that. He was so fucking hot… When I turned around to grin at him knowingly, showing him I wasn´t the insecure version of myself anymore – I was caught off guard seeing a different guy than I had thought. While he was lighting the glas pipe I had expected and looked similar in build and shape to Taron, he definitely was not Taron. He had a buzzcut and thicker arms, wearing a leather harness like the one I did, but with red stripes framing the black. He wore black wristbands that pronounced his big forearms and his lopsided smile curled around the pipe while inhaling. His head was shaved and his middle was only covered by a stretched out trunks that my eyes shortly lingered on. Jamal laughed behind my. “Don´t just stare, Jakey! Show my friend some appreciation!” I didn´t know what exactly he wanted me to do and my first instinct told me to bold out the door. But just then, a wave of calmness and horniness hit me and I quickly lost that thought. I thought for a second what to do. I knew Jamal wanted to fuck me with guy and I knew I´d let him do just that. So I stood back up and just said “Hello Sir!”, looking at the guy finishing his draw from the pipe. He smiled at that, put the pipe down on the table and curled his finger, motioning me towards him. I knew what was coming, stepping close to him. He grabbed my hair and yanked my face towards his, looking into my eyes for a moment before yanking me further, pushing my lips an his. He exhaled the smoke into me and I was ready for it. I accepted the smoke from him and kept it in my lungs when he withdrew. “Glad to meet you like this, Jake. I´m Chase. I´ve heard good things from you. Let´s see, if they´re true, shall we?” I exhaled my hit, nodded and when the feeling of euphoria washed over me said: “Thank you Sir! I´m happy to see, if I can live up to the expectations!”

lol despite getting confused at times about who was doing what to whom, i never lost my boner 😜 i lived a tamer version IRL

Every time I think this post has reached its geriatric stage and withered away from bad hygiene and poor diet someone puts electrodes to it and resurrects it.

Takes a good 4 month's To heal but once so Lovely feeling when fondled and pulled

Yes, I know my journey was quite similar... I only didn't have unmedicated Poz loads as far as I know, but I can't be sure... still negative though...

Fuck yeah, pup.

Yes ! But not in this thread, there is no need to flood this perfect jaygusher’s thread with an other story. Rp666’s story deserves his own thread.

Scheune is also great! Everbody fucks raw. Older fetish crowd. Good chance to get some POZ loads!

Well I think I’ve achieved most of my bucket list, there are a few things I still want to try. It all depends on finding the right guy who is experienced and who I trust implicitly. One of those things is to try sounding. I see euphoria in the eyes of the guys who do it. Although I squirm thinking about sticking something down my pistol, I don’t want to regret not trying it.

I was nervous about my upcoming dysplasia exam. My previous proctologist had retired after my last visit and she had examined me competently and caringly for over 10 years, looking for dysplasia annually and, when polyps showed up, carefully removing them for lab examination and cauterizing the removal site. As a gay man with HIV who engages in anal sexual activity, this has been a recommended procedure for me for years. This year, though, when I called to schedule my annual appointment, the scheduler told me that my doc had retired and had been replaced by a PA with a number of years of experience and asked me if I would be Ok to schedule the appointment with Jason Johnson, PA. I said “sure,” trying to sound as nonchalant as possible, but I was nervous aF. I wondered whether the new PA was a younger man or an older one and whether or not he would be gay friendly and kind or have no personality like some of the specialist doctors I see for my HIV infection or other things. It made for a worrisome morning the day of the exam, which was scheduled at noon. After a light breakfast, I did what I always did before this dysplasia exam – got in the shower to clean out thoroughly. The last thing I ever wanted was to show up in the doctor’s office and have the doctor’s glove or camera get messy with poop while doing the exam. That would just be too embarrassing. I knew what the exam would be like from past experience. The doctor would sit with me for a few minutes and ask me a series of questions to find out whether I had noticed any physical changes in my rectal area since my last exam and then take me into the procedure room, where she would ask me to get undressed and put on a hospital gown and then let me know that she would have an assistant in the room with her during the exam for my protection and to assist her with the procedure. Once I was ready, she would come in with her assistant and ask me to lie on my side with my knees pulled up and then examen my outer rectum with gloved hands. Once that was finished she would apply some sterile lube and then probe my anus with her fingers for any lesions or bumps and then apply a dye and let that sit for a bit. Finally she would insert a probe with a camera and slowly rotate it in my rectum to look for lesions that would only show up with the dye. If she found anything, she would remove the lesion or polyp with a scalpel and then cauterize the spot to prevent bleeding. The whole process would take somewhere between 15 and 30 minutes. Having her find any poop in my rectum would be embarrassing, so my routine was to do a thorough cleanout similar to what I would do before going out for a fuck or fisting date. Today, with a new provider I didn’t even know, I would make sure I was extra clean. I stepped into the hot shower and soaped myself up all over, making sure to lather up my bush and balls and taint to get them all extra clean. Once I felt clean and relaxed, I took down our clean out hose and attached the 24” silicone nozzle I use and slipped it slowly inside, feeling the smooth texture of the nozzle as it slid past my ass cunt lips and went in deep past my third sphincter and flooded my colon with warm water, bringing me sudden jolts of pleasure as I could feel the poop inside dislodging and pushing past the nozzle, out of my rectum and then flowing down the drain. There was something erotic about the preparation that relaxed me and even had me dripping precum. I repeated this several times until the water flowing out was clear and no more solid poop or brown water was visible. Once that happened, I reached around with my hand with a little shower gel on it and gently massaged my hole and then slowly inserted my hand stretching my cunt to make sure that the excess water was draining out, until my whole had was just inside my rectum The feeling of my hand in my rectum made me shiver with pleasure and I saw myself getting a nice chubby on and oozing out a small load of cum. I reached down with my other hand and gently collected the oozing cum in my hand and put it to my mouth and tasted my sweet and salty cum. It calmed me down and relaxed me for my up coming visit. Once I was cleaned up, I got dressed and took the bus downtown to the doc’s office. On the way I kept noticing every time a sexy guy got on and tried not to stare at either his bulge or his hands, both of which would get me aroused. One guy in particular boarded the bus and had on a very tight pair of chinos, which showed very clearly the outline of a very sizeable dong underneath, which he adjusted with a nice, large hand. He caught me staring at his crotch and gave me a warm smile and a wink. If only I weren’t headed to the doctor’s office, I probably would have come on to him. But instead, I looked shy and lowered my eyes. I had other things on my mind. I arrived at the medical office and was greeted by a young man receptionist, who, I thought, might possibly be gay. He was well built, well groomed and in his late 20s. He greeted me and let me know that my appointment would be a few minutes delayed as Jason Johnson, PA was still working with his prior appointment. He asked me if I had ever seen PA Johnson before and when I said no, this was my first visit with him, I thought I noticed a sly smile as he told me not to worry, I would like him for sure. This only made me more nervous. I asked the receptionist if Mr. Johnson had been practicing a long time and he told me, “Don’t worry, he’s been around long enough to know the ropes. He’s in his mid 30s and been doing dysplasia exams for almost 10 years.” That took me a little by surprise as I had expected he might be in his 50s or 60s as dysplasia exams aren’t widely available and most doctors doing them have been doing them a long time. I sat nervously waiting to be called back for the exam. After about 10 minutes, the receptionist called me back and put me in an exam room. I’m Justin and I’m going to be your nurse today and I’ll get you ready for Mr. Johnson, he said. He asked me to step on the scale and I started to take my wallet, keys and so forth out of my pockets to get a more accurate weight. But Justin stopped me and said, “Well, since you are going to need to get into a hospital gown anyways, why don’t you change now before I weigh you and that way we’ll get a more accurate weight.” Justin handed me a hospital gown and while I started to get undressed, he sat down at the computer and pulled up my record. I noticed that while he was doing that, he kept glancing at me while I was getting undressed. When I got down to my designer briefs, he said, “Wait, before you put on the gown, why don’t you step on the scale first,” and put his hand on my lower back to gently guide me to the scale. As I stepped on the scale, I thought I sensed his hand slide down my back and brush my tight buttocks, but couldn’t be sure. In any case, it had the effect of making my cock get very erect under my briefs. He looked up from his clipboard and asked, “How tall are you?” “5’10”, I answered. He read the scale reading out loud – “173. That’s a damn good weight for a 52 year old man of your height”, he said. You must be a gym bunny he laughed gently as I turned around and he stared right as my erect penis bulging out my briefs, without saying anything about that. I put on the hospital gown and Justin asked me to sit down so he could take my temperature, pulse and blood pressure. He went through the routine work of doing all three and then took the stethoscope around his neck and asked if he could listen to my lungs and heart. I nodded and he lifted my hospital gown and reached under with his stethoscope and said, “I’m sorry if this is a little cold, I’ll try to warm it up with my hand first,” and put his hand around the stethoscope to warm it up, with the back of his hand resting against my well-developed abs. Once warmed, he placed his hand over the stethoscope and rested it on my chest to hold it in place. This only made my erection get harder and I must have looked a little embarrassed, because he said, “Your lungs sound clear and you have an excellent blood pressure at 105/70 and a very well developed set of abs,” and he smiled. “But your pulse is a little rapid at the moment. You don’t have to worry about getting aroused, it’s something we see all the time and it doesn’t bother me.” He withdrew his hands from under my gown and returned to the computer, where he entered the information. By this time I found I was looking at little more intently at Justin. He had reddish blond thick hair and a scruffy beard and I could see a thick matt of red chest hair poking through the v neck of his scrubs and his arms were covered with blond hair. He wore a diamond earing in his left ear and one of his arms had a colorful tattoo with several concentric rings around his mid forearm. In short, he was fucking gorgeous, I thought, and almost certainly gay. This didn’t help my erection go down at all and I tried my best to seem nonchalant and let the gown cover it up as best as I could. Justin asked me to wait and he would get Jason Johnson as soon as he was available and left the room. I sat trying my best to just breathe deeply and focus on the procedure I was about to have done but my hand did reach down and stroke my cock a few times as I waited. In another 5 minutes or so, Justin returned, following the PA into the room Jason Johnson, PA, was about 6’1” tall and 190 pounds and had a big friendly smile and wore red scrubs. He was solidly built and handsome in a rugged sort of way with longish black hair, thick stubble on his face and hairy forearms showing and an upper chest covered lightly with dark hair showing in the V or his scrubs on his chest. My gaydar didn’t seem to be working very well and I couldn’t tell whether he might be gay or not. He reached out his hand to shake mine and said, “Hi, I’m Jason and I’m going to be doing your dysplasia exam today. I see that Justin has already taken all the medical information, so let me ask you some questions that will help me evaluate what I need to be looking for. First, have you noticed any areas of discomfort around your anus in the last six months?” “No,” I said. “I’ve been pretty comfortable lately down there.” “Ok,” Jason said, “well, do you participate in any activities that might put stress on your anal sphincter?” My previous doctor had never asked me anything like this before and while it made sense, I was a little surprised and not sure how to answer. But Jason had put me at ease instantly and I decided the best policy was to be completely open with him about my sexual activities that might cause issues, so I answered, “I don’t know if it puts much stress on my anus, but I’m pretty active sexually and as a gay man I bottom more than 50% of the time.” “OK,” Jason said, without showing any signs of surprise or concern. “Anything else?” “Well,” I said, “I’m also into fisting and pretty versatile, so that means I occasionally have a fist penetrating my anus. Sometimes that can feel pretty intense, but it always clears up within a day and I never have any bleeding or lasting effects.” Again Jason showed no signs of surprise or concern and seemed to understand exactly what I was telling him. “Thanks for telling me that,” he said calmly and with an easy gentleness in his voice, “that makes it easier for me to know what I am looking for and what I need to do and since you are a fister, I’m going to add a couple of steps to the exam to make sure we don’t miss anything. Is that OK?” “Sure, Jason,” I said. “Whatever you think is appropriate I’m down for. I want to stay healthy.” I noticed out of the corner of my eye that while I was explaining to Jason my fisting proclivity, Justin was smiling broadly and approvingly and clenching his fist ever so slightly on the arm with the ring tattoos. “Ok,” Jason said. “Let’s get going – follow me to the exam room across the hall. Why don’t you bring your clothes with you so you can get dressed there after the exam. Is it Ok if Justin is in the room with us to help me out with the exam?” “Sure,” I said, and followed Jason and Justin across the hall and into the exam room. The exam room had a motorized examination table in the middle of the room and a TV monitor and some high-tech equipment mounted on the wall opposite one end of the table. As he entered the room, I noticed that Justin slid across a sign on the outer door that read “Free” so the sign now read “Exam in Progress, Do Not Enter”. Then, when we were all in the room, Justin pulled a curtain across the door for extra privacy and I thought I maybe also heard him flip a lock but wasn’t sure of that. Jason put his hand on my side and indicated that I should climb onto the table and lay on my side, but also said, “I can either do this the traditional way on your side, or, if you’re ok with it, I can use a newer technique and have you on your back with your legs raised up in stirrups to give me good access to your anus. If you choose to be on your back, you’ll be able to watch what I’m doing on the monitor, so you might enjoy it more, but you can choose.” I jumped at the chance to be on my back with my legs up for these two beautiful men, even if it was just for a medical procedure. I said – “Ok, let’s try it on my back,” and laughed nervously as I added jokingly, “it will be a little like being in a sling.” Both Justin and Jason chuckled back and smiled. I thought maybe they looked knowingly at each other as they chuckled, Justin asked me to remove my briefs and had me lie back on the table and pulled out the stirrups and put them in place and then put my feet in them. It was, in fact, very much like being a sling. By this time I could no longer hide the fact that I was hard as a rock but figured it didn’t really matter since no one seemed to notice. Justin gave me a pillow to put under my head so I could see what was going on, and pulled the hospital gown up to my groin to expose my ass for examination. Jason started by asking Justin for nitrile gloves, which he put on, and then some lube so he could begin to feel for any irregularities. I could feel his fingers touching my hole and it made my hard cock twitch. I was sure they noticed that, but no one said anything. I noticed that the head of my cock was forming a drop of precum and tried to ignore it. Justin’s fingers were now moving around the outside of my man cunt and then he gently inserted his forefinger into my cunt lips and gently started moving it around the edges. I writhed a little on the table and this time I was sure they both noticed my body movements. “Are you Ok?” Jason asked. “Does it hurt when I am touching you there?” “Not at all,” I blurted out. “It feels fucking amazing!” I said. But then I quickly realized what I had said and added. “Sorry, I didn’t mean…..” Jason and Justin both laughed. “It’s fine,” Jason said. I understand and it’s not a problem.” Jason continued with the exam and now he inserted two fingers and then three fingers to open up my hole and get me ready for the camera. I moaned a little and both Jason and Justin smiled knowingly. “Let’s get the medical part of the exam done,” Jason said, “and then perhaps I can make sure there isn’t anything else going on down there that shouldn’t be.” I was a little puzzled, but decided to wait and see what he had in mind. The exam proceeded much like it had in the past and Jason proved to be very professional and Justin a good helper, giving Justin the tools he need and writing down the results Jason asked him to as needed. As he put the probe with the camera into my dilated ass, I was enjoying watching the video results as the camera rotated around and inspected my anal tissue. In about 10 minutes, Jason removed the anal probe and camera and said, “Well, with the normal means, everything looks pretty good and I don’t see any irregularities that I need to excise today. But I wonder if you’d be Ok with a little deeper probing so to that I can tell if there’s anything further in that might be amiss?” I wasn’t going to object to this beautiful man probing me however he wanted to, so I said, “Sure, Jason, however you think it would be best.” “Well,” said Jason, “I could do the extra probing with my fingers, but more deeply, but seeing at how aroused you are, perhaps you’d like me to use something else.” He grinned and looked over his shoulder at Justin. “Uh,” I stammered, “Yeah, uh, what did you have in mind?” I could see that under his scrubs he had more than a chubby and it was big. I tentatively reached over and brushed my hand over the bulge in his scrubs. I was sure he was going to pull back and say something harsh, but he just smiled and leaned into my hand. “Is that something you’d like,” he said. I reddened and gulped. “Yes,” I said quietly. “I’d love that.” My pulse was racing by this time and I could hardly believe what was happening. Jason moved closer and bent over me and gently kissed me on the lips. I reached into his scrubs and discovered he wasn’t wearing any underwear under his scrubs and his chubby had become a full hard on – at least 8” long and 5-6” around. The head was smooth and taught and the shaft was hard and veiny. I caught my breath and kissed Jason harder, opening my mouth for his tongue to enter it. Meanwhile, Justin had taken some gauze wipes and cleaned the surgical lube off my man cunt lips and had positioned himself with his mouth at my hole, licking my cunt and sticking his tongue into it. I moaned with pleasure and raised my hips. Jason pulled back from kissing me and asked if it was Ok if he took his shirt off since it was getting hot in the room. I reached up and helped him take it off without answering and gasped as his beautifully formed hairy chest came into view. I pulled my gown off as well and put my arms up to pull his furry chest down to my well-defined abs as I continued kissing him and enjoyed Justin’s bearded mouth on my pussy. After a few minutes, Jason moved around to stand between the stirrups and laid the head of his cock against my pussy. “May I probe you?” he asked. “Yes, please,” I gasped. Jason entered me slowly and gently slipped his hard eight inches all the way in until his thick bush was up tight against my hole. I gasped and moaned and pulled him down to kiss me again, while he just held his cock still in my hole. After a few moments, he began to ease it out and then slide it back in again and again and soon he was thrusting into me with a lot of power as he leaned over and kissed me. “I’m going to cum” he suddenly cried out, “is that OK? Where do you want me to cum?” “Deep inside me,” I responded. “I want your cum deep inside.” Jason kept thrusting and said, “I’m Poz but on meds.” “I don’t care, I poz too and also on meds. Please give me your load Jason.” Just then Jason pushed deep inside me one last time and stayed there as I could feel his cock throbbing and his jizz filling my hole. “Damn,” I said. “That’s beautiful and the best exam I’ve ever had.” Jason pulled out slowly and smiled. “It’s not quite over yet,” he said. “I’m pretty sure there are no problems down there after my exam, at least as far I could reach, but I think we need to do a little more. I’d like to see how well your anal sphincter stretches and how elastic your second sphincter is and how deep your can take my cum without irritation. Can I let Justin help me with the exam?” I smiled broadly and nodded. Justin was already in place, his hands full of a thick slick lube of the type I hadn’t noticed before. He moved up to between the stirrups and gently began massaging my cunt lips with his lubed-up hand. He inserted one finger and then two and then three and kept rotating them. I groaned with pleasure. He inserted a fourth finger and then made a duck bill with his hand and gently began pushing on my hole as it slowly opened up for his hand. Before you know it, Justin’s hand was fully inside my anal cavity and rotating into place to find my second sphincter and then gently began to push Jason’s cum up through my second sphincter as the tattoo rings on his forearm reached my hole and then disappeared inside. “You definitely have a beautiful anal cavity,” Justin said, “There’s nothing amiss that I can find in here. His hand inside of me was making me really crazy and I reached down and began stroking my dick, but Jason reached over and removed my hand, grabbed some lube and slowly began stroking my dick for me. In no time I was orgasming anally and then shot a big load, which Jason bent down and caught in his mouth and then leaned over again and kissed me, pushing my own cum into my mouth from his. Justin gently pulled his arm and hand back out of my ass and took some paper towel and a wipe and cleaned me off as I recovered. “Well, looks like you are in great shape down there,” Jason said. I hope the exam wasn’t too much for you.” “Hell no,” I said. “It was great!” “Good,” said Jason. “I like to keep my patients happy. That way they come back and I am able to keep them healthy.” “Don’t worry,” I said, “I’ll be back next year for sure for my dysplasia exam!” Jason smiled at me and gave me a quick kiss and then left the room. Justin cleaned up the room and then gave me a hug. “Thanks,” he said. “You have a beautiful ass. If you ever want to do something out of the office, here’s my card. Give me a call” and handed me his card with his phone number. “Take your time and get dressed. Make sure to stop at the desk and schedule an appointment for next year as you leave.” There’s no way I was going to forget that!

Actually my experience is that size isn't what matters in a bad fuck. I've had rotten experiences with small and huge alike. And I've had some of my peak experiences with both small and huge.

From another thread from AirmaxUK - W3W refs - header identifies the fuck tree as \\\sits.quench.roses and the darkroom as \\\edit.pile.treat

Update February 2025: I am in heat right now. it switched on 10 days ago when I went to Basement Sauna in Manchesterr a couple of Sundays ago and got railed for several hours, and walked out of there with 8 or 9 loads in my ass. I worked hard over the next 72 hours to keep all those good boys inside me, and rode the testosterone and semen-control surge as all that DNA worked its way into me. I’ve been bone hard ever since, working my way through several local guys on Grindr a couple of times cruising, even though it’s the end of winter here and still fucking cold. I’m fucking loving it!

thinking about visiting the heath this coming Saturday (22nd Feb). Anyone interested in joining me from 10pm and showing me the "darkroom"? The weather supposed to be much better then.

Twinks. Twinks in Rubber. Twinks in Rubber and Piss. Oh I have a boner now.

Being bisexual, a trans man would definitely be satisfying. I love fucking and eating pussy and some trans masculine men are really sexy. If they have had top surgery and on testosterone, they are basically hot men with a bonus hole.

Fucked today for the first time in 2025. In a guy's house, and he watched as my Sunderland friend fucked me. I sucked both of them. It is getting longer between meets, but I feel I am just letting it happen to me. I just want to give up all control. I'm a bit worried about where this will take me, but I want to go there.

Foe me it has to be, being face down (or up) and ass up for free use in the public area. Last time I was there I was just that, I met a top and instead of going back to the private room her wanted to do the public group room. He put me on the bed ass up on one side and face at dick height on the other. As he fucked me he brought others into our play time. It was so fucking hot, they just went in a circle around me starting with my mouth, then going around to use my ass. I recognized a quiet a few of them making multiple trips around. That went on for almost 2 hours, ofcourse it had its busy and slow points but that was a huge turn on for me. I was dripping in front and back..

My parenthetical there was intended tongue-in-cheek (as a reference to 'acting "fey"' above). Consider that we have no way of knowing what gender identity they should be assigned at birth... so it's less a question of changing their gender identity than of recognizing what it is in the first place. And no, it's not common these days - it's estimated as well under 1% of people.

I have never thought of it as being in heat, but that might be it. I often will get that feeling that I just need to be bred....it doesn’t go away until I am fucked...sometimes even then I need several fuckings before I can relax....and as I get older, the need increases....I am 66?

Part 7 I couldn't concentrate on work over the next few days. Hell, I couldn't concentrate on anything! Wondering about what would happen when I returned to Frank's place on Friday was very distracting, so I replayed the events of last weekend many times in my head. I had taken 4 poz loads. I had taken them knowingly and willingly. At first I was shocked that I had done it. It was hard to believe. But each time I thought about it, it seemed more real, and I was more excited about it and less apprehensive. I said it out loud, "I took 4 poz loads." The fear was less. In fact, it made my cock hard to say it. I said it again, and the fear seemed to dissipate. Actually, there was still some fear, but it was a different kind of fear. It was the fear of the unknown, the fear I felt taking on a challenge. But there was also the resolve I needed to have to face the challenge. I knew deep down that the fear would not stop me. My cock was hard more often than usual, even when I was dealing with work issues and day to day things. But I did not give myself any release. It felt like that would be wrong, that I should not cum until I was with Frank and Craig again. I kind of enjoyed this self-imposed celibacy. It was certainly a new experience. It was the longest 4 days I had ever experienced, but Friday finally arrived. After lunch I hurried through some work that had to be finished. Around 3:30 I called Frank's house. Craig answered, "Hello?" "Hi Craig, it's Jeff." "Hey white boy! You need to get your ass over here!" He had a friendly tone, I heard an edge to it. "Jeff, I'm sorry if that sounded pushy. Frank and I are expecting you... whenever you can get here. Can you come for dinner?" He was trying hard to be relaxed, but that edge was still there. "I can come over any time now. I'm done with work for the day." "Great!" he almost shouted, "Jeff babe, I really need you here." That was wonderful to hear. "I need to see you again, too. I need to see both of you." He let out a nervous little laugh at that. "Jeff, I have to be honest with you. Since you left the other day, things have been a little tense here. Frank hasn't touched me since then. That's weird- he usually fucks me at least once a day. I finally asked him about it yesterday because it was messing up my mind." "Craig, I don't want to come between you, believe me." "I know babe, and it's not like that. It's cool. He told me he has been saving it all up for you. It's like some kind of self-imposed chastity. And that's freaky because he is the most highly sexed man I have ever known. And me too! I haven't even jacked off. I'm horny as hell and I'm about to explode!" "Craig, you won't believe this, but I haven't touched myself since Monday either, and I am just as horny!" "Well, get your sweet ass over here now! We've been working like dogs getting things ready for you. And plan on spending the whole weekend, OK?" "OK! I'm going to pack a bag and then I'll come right over." "Don't bother packing too much- you won't need clothes!" He laughed. I packed quickly and started my drive to the lake. What the hell had they been working so hard at? Well, I would find out. I arrived a before 4pm. Frank was waiting in the driveway just like last time. He was beaming, and he greeting me with a deep kiss and wrapped me in his arms. Our hard cocks pressed against each other. "Jeff my boy, I think we have an emergency upstairs. Let's go." We hurried into the house. Craig was nowhere to be seen, but that thought quickly passed. Frank's arm was around my shoulders again. The warmth of his body and his masculine scent were all I could think of. We ended up in the bedroom. We both shed our clothes as fast as we could. His thick uncut cock was already leaking precum. He led me to the bed and we lay down together. Frank started to kiss me again, running his hands lightly up and down my body. I felt his body, too. My hands felt his strong shoulders, his beautiful furry chest, and of course my hands couldn't stay away from that cock. I slowly stroked it, pulling the foreskin back and then pushing it up to cover the head. He let out a deep, quiet growl, and bit my lower lip. He took hold of my shoulders and moved me onto my back. He was on top of me. My hand was still stroking his dick, and the precum seemed to pour out of it. He got up on his knees and grabbed my legs and lifted them. He bent his head down and licked my puckered hole. His tongue was forceful as he pushed it inside me. He started to grunt as he ate my hole like a hungry animal. I was in heaven! He lifted up his head and looked deep into my eyes. He straightened up and I felt his cock rest on my wet hole. He smiled and started to slide his cock along my crack, breathing heavier. Our eyes were locked, and a look of lust passed between us. "Jeff- Jeff- my boy Jeff- my Jeff." He was almost panting. "Jeff, I have been saving up my seed just for you. Do you want it?" "Oh yes! I want you to fuck me. I want you to seed my hole." "You know what that means. You know my seed will mark you. Is that what you want?" "Yes please! I want it so bad!" "This four day load feels very potent. It's a huge load- a huge poz load." "Poz me! Plant you seed inside me! Change me! Mark me as yours!" He reached down and I felt the head of his cock press against my fuckhole. He slowly pressed in. The only lube was his spit and precum. He was going very slowly, but as he entered me it started to hurt. But I did not want him to stop. "I know this hurts, boy. Open up and let me in. This is your destiny, boy." He pressed more of his cock into me. I cried out a little. He bent down and kissed me, fucking those fist couple of inches in and out of me. Each stroke was a bit easier to take, but I couldn't believe how hard and thick it was. "Your hole is so warm, boy," he whispered. And all of a sudden he plunged all the way into me. I let out a sharp cry of pain, which he muffled with another kiss. He stayed like that, kissing me while his dick remained planted in my hole all the way to the root. My hole twitched, try to accommodate this invader. "Oh my god!" he shouted out. I felt his cock throb, and with each pulse of it he let out a grunt. His head was thrown back and his eyes were closed and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. His beautiful face thrilled me. He was cumming inside me! He pushed into me with the last few pulses and his last grunt turned into a long, satisfied groan. His body relaxed and lowered onto me, but his cock remained deep inside my hole. He wrapped his arms around me and kissed my ear. I didn't want him to move. We stayed like that for a few minutes, neither of us speaking. His dick was still as hard as ever, and my ass was still adjusting. I squeezed my ass muscles gently and his arms squeezed me back. He let out a deep sigh and a soft chuckle. His eyes opened and found mine. "I am sorry, boy." "Sorry for what?" What was he talking about? "I'm sorry I came so quickly. But it was amazing finally being inside you." "I have no complaints. I think we both needed that." I squeezed my ass again. "And I don't think you are done yet." He laughed, and pushed himself up slightly. He reached between us and found my cock. He slowly rubbed it back and forth against his furry belly. "You're not done either, boy." "I will cum very soon if you keep that up," I said. He stopped and I whimpered a little. He laughed. "Don't worry, we have plenty of time." He held me by the shoulders as he scooted over to the bedside table, keeping his cock planted deep. He opened a drawer and said, "There's something here for you. It has your name on it." He pulled a buttplug out. He rose up and I felt his cock gradually leave me. He pressed the buttplug into my hole to replace his cock. He pushed it in firmly. "Leave that in there for now. Let that seed percolate and get absorbed. I'll be right back with Craig." He gave me a sly wink and got up off the bed, his still hard cock bobbing as he walked out the door. In no time at all he was back with Craig. Craig was naked and also had a raging hardon. The curve of it was matched by his broad grin. He jumped up onto the bed beside me and planted a kiss on my lips. He reached down and tapped the base of the buttplug. Frank moved over to Craig's side of the bed. He reached down and stroked Craig's cock and looked down on us kissing. "Jeff needs to let go of a load, but I owe you some, boy," he said to Craig. He started stroking his partner's dick with one hand, and fingering his hole with the other. Craig broke off our kiss. He looked up at Frank and said, "It's not going to take much for me to blow my load." Frank said, "I know, boy. But tell me when it gets close, and tell me in time." He reached down and took Craig's cock in his mouth. Craig moaned, and I reached over and pulled on one o his nipple rings. Craig moaned louder. Frank lifted his head up. "Tell him what you have deep inside you, Jeff." His hand started stroking Craig again. "I have Frank's load in me." "You want another load, Jeff?" "I sure do!" "Good. You are going to get many loads this weekend. Now I think you know what get's this boy really hot. Tell him about that load again. Use his magic word." Frank winked at me. I knew exactly what he meant. "Frank gave me his seed. He planted his poz seed deep." Craig cried out "Oh god! I'm so close!" "Hold on, boy," Frank said. he took his hand away from Craig's dick, and reached over and pulled the buttplug out of my ass. "Boy, plant that load in there too. He needs both our loads. Fuck him now!" He reached down and rolled me onto my side facing away from Craig. I felt Craig's dick plunge into my hole. He fucked a few rapid strokes and then I felt him shudder as he let loose with a load of cum. He seemed to cum forever. He eventually slowed down. "Boy, keep that cock in there deep and grab him tight," Frank demanded. Craig's arms circled around me. "Roll onto your back with Jeff on top of you." My back was on Craig's chest, and my hard cock was pointing at the ceiling. Frank bent down and took my dick in his mouth. he rubbed my balls with the palm of his hand as he gave me an expert blow job. In no time my balls began to pull up. I was close to shooting my load. Frank replaced his hot mouth with his hand and move closer to us. He was stroking me, and the head of my cock was bouncing against his big, hard cock. I gasped as my orgasm came over me. My cum started to shoot out, and Frank directed it onto his own cock. With each spurt, my hole clenched onto Craig's dick. At my last spurt, Frank reached down and pulled Craig's cock out of me. He climbed up and filled my hole with his own cock which was coated with my own load. It was so wonderful to feel him stretch my hole open gain. He kissed me, and slowly removed his cock, replacing it immediately with the buttplug. "There," he said, "that was a good start. Now I think it's time for a little nap before dinner." We all lay on the bed and snoozed for a bit. We were 3 happy men snuggling together. I was in the middle, and Frank's hand was resting under my balls, gently holding the plug in place. I couldn't stop smiling. Part 8 coming soon.

Mmm very hot Tina makes me a whore to