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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🤣🤣🤣🤣.

lol….he knows our definition. We have chatted extensively about our mutual proclivities!

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!”

When he came to the door in only his jeans, with the top button undone, the treasure trail rising, his big brown nipples on his well defined chest with a whiff of hair, my heart pounded and my dick stiffened. Then I looked over at the blond HS wrestler in only his boxer my mind began to trip

I'm going to point out a few things here that may or may not have sunk in for all. "Puberty Blockers" are temporary in their effects; people who stop taking them, say, in their late teens almost always promptly enter puberty, just delayed in starting. While the conditions are completely different, conceptually it's like taking any other medication to manage a physical condition, like insulin for diabetes; you stop taking the medication, the condition returns. So puberty blockers delay the onset of physical changes that may be much harder to reverse if those changes happen during the typical "puberty" period. And they allow the person time to consider whether they are truly transgender, and whether they want to continue gender-affirming care, as adults. It's true that there are significant brain changes *during the typical puberty period*. We don't fully know, however, how much of those changes occur *because of puberty* and how much occur *at a time when puberty is typically happening*. Undoubtedly it's a mix of the two, but puberty blockers do not mean that the brain will remain forever in a pre-pubescent state. In fact, we know that many changes in the male brain happen long after puberty has essentially completed, so brain development is far from being a puberty-dependent change.

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.

Pain can be good! 😈. I don’t want to be damaged. But I don’t mind walking bowlegged the following day.

I had one (my left) pierced for almost 20 years. I really loved it. I liked the different feeling each one had. The initial piercing hurts like a motherfucker. For about 2 seconds. Then it throbs for a while. Mine healed quickly and I never had an infection once. I had to take it out for an MRI and never put it back in. Gotta get them re-pierced. Both this time!

Yes, to all of the above, i think this is well put and explained. To me, Trump is an example of a person with a dom nature who hasn't developed or matured. He's a quintessential bully, stunted. i think that there are many like him, both sub and dom and all the infinite variations on the human spectrum, who respond to the illusion of strength and confidence because they relate or something of their own stunted nature is sparked on an unconscious level. Not a universal thing that can be applied to all, but thinking it could be a factor for some. i count myself as having a sub side to my nature, but have encountered more than a few guys identifying as "dom" who would disagree because i did not respond as they wished or expected. As a kid, i attracted plethora bullies until i learned how to not present as a faggot. Retrospectively, i realize i was pretty sub in my nature and presentation as kid. i believe attributes like dom, sub, etc., are wired in, part of ones nature. What one does with what they have can be worlds apart. i've also come to believe that some of those bullies were probably guys that simply did not know how to deal with their own nature, who did not trod the path of attaining self-knowledge and developing attributes like character or compassion.

You don't know that because there have been no long term studies to what degree the effect these vaccines have on humans. That's why Placebo trials are supposed to be done. Scientists believe it will 6-7 years before they truly know the effects these jabs have had on humans. Before Covid-19 how many times have you heard the term myocarditis or turbo cancers? For you to say the jabs aren't responsible for any deaths is nothing short of ignorance. Obviously you haven't looked at the Pfizer documents that list their risks and abnormalities.

Swallowing loads out of a sluts hole😈

A Few Questions Answered Based on the replies on the forum and the messages I've received I feel a few answers might be needed. I know some or you are hoping for more sordid tales with Des but when I started this I swore to write as close to the truth as I could so I won't be including any nasty events that didn't happen. Yes, that means this happened. Names and locations have been altered somewhat but I really was a 40 year old virgin (for guys anyway), Des did exist, isn't his real name. I don't want to spoil too much in case I write more but it essentially happened how it's described. To this date I have not gone on any medical trials, I'm now pushing 43, due to the other STD's, my diet, my lifestyle, my crap immune system I don't know but due to whatever I have already hit stage 3, I am full blown aids and I've made my peace with it. I was and still am 'chunky' so anyone expecting wasted and skinny sorry to disappoint but I know it's stripping me away piece by piece so in a year or so who knows? Yes, I am still sexually active, I tend to only go for either other poz guys or at the very least load for load so a 'yours gets mine' policy, that's neg, poz or u/d I'm not really fussy. If there is interest in the 30+ months that followed my diagnosis I will write some of my escapades but I guess we'll see. If nothing else happens then I hope you liked my late start into the lifestyle and enjoy your own experiences as much as I have.

My partner and I have been together for 7 years and we both experienced a sexual awakening together, discovering our piggy sides, him becoming more top and me his bottom. we started monogamous, very good sex and his big dick was a huge turn on for me (11" and thick) but then on a drunken night out a waiter started cruising us and we ended up having a 3way, both of us plowing him, raw and loaded him good. It was an eye opening moment and the next day we started the process of taking Prep. Started having more 3ways, playing with couples we know are open and very quickly I realized how much I love getting my hole loaded and how much joy it brings him to watch me being used. Fast forward a couple of months later when we went to Berlin and had some good raunchy fun at the FSM, he orchestrated men after me to use me as he cheered them on, it was the first time in an orgy kind of situation but I went first as white hood cause we didn't know what to expect. after that time all hell broke loose, we started having more fun, he organized gangbangs where I was the only bottom, all raw and taking load after load. We've built in our house a huge playroom and played with 40+ men that uses me. And the best part is that when it is all finished, and I am a complete mess with a gaping hole, dripping cum, piss and sweat from all over my body, we have the most intimate, mind blowing sex together, him marveling at my cummy hole and we share good mouthful cum kisses till he drops the last load in me, his is always the first load and the last load of the day! I am getting emotional just putting this into writing 🥰🐷

slam 💉 and fuck him good. his hole needs some big dicks to fill him up

Barry and Jason adjusted quickly to their retroviral medications and were soon contentedly undetectable. All three continued to play together. The added dimension was many more men were invited to join them for bb sex in the hot tub and king size bed. It was not unheard of for eight bodies to wake tangled in the sheets and you could count on at least five of those men sporting multiple loads cradled in their guts. Chris continued to have lots of sex without the other two, and this became part of Jason's life as well. After three years of his daily Prep pill Chris found himself slipping up and missing doses more often than not. This didn't concern him a great deal and he realized it was inevitable he would be pozed eventually. He decided to take matters into his own hands, stop Prep all together and embrace the role of chasing. He couldn't stop dreaming of how fuckin hot it would be to have Jason pump the poz cum which would ultimately knock him up and infect him. He didn't want Barry to feel left out, and he knew it was a big ask, they could jeopardize their health, but he asked them both to go off their meds for him. Just for as long as it would take to convert him. Barry was understanding, but, adamant he would have no part in going off meds, let alone breeding toxic cum into Chris. Jason remembered how much he had enjoyed being a gifter. He had actually been missing the experience of pozing neg bottoms for a while. He loved the idea of being Chris's gifter and his and Barry's DNA being another bond for their trupple. After a couple of months of Chris and Jason abstaining from medications; and unbelievably, those same months Chris not receiving a single load, the appointed night arrived. Barry fucked Chris with a toothbrush to prep Chris's inner lining. Then he lined up Jason's naked toxic cock guiding it into Chris's unprotected raw twink ass. He then handed each a thin flute of champagne and toasted, "Let the pozing begin." The adrenaline rush Jason felt as his potent cock slid into Chris took his breath away. Chris looked deeply into Jason's eyes and didn't need to say a single word to express his mind fucking delight in chaser's heaven. The emotional bond they were forging was like a powerful electric magnet. The experience was beyond enjoyable, and far too precious to have pass as a quick pump and dump. They fucked for three hours in every position and at every pace and intensity they could imagine. They desperately wanted Barry to be part of this momentous coupling and found many ways to draw him into their sexual ballet. At one point Chris's eyes rolled into the back of his head as Jason and Barry double penetrated him. It was at this moment Barry realized he regretted not also taking a med vacation and he apologized to Chris. Chris was in way too much agonistic pleasure to do anything but bend down and give Barry a deep tongue kiss as expression of his forgiveness. Barry was fucking Jason when Jason realized the volcano in the depth of his balls was stirring and on the verge of erupting into Chris's most intimate being. "Ready to get pozed you fucking pig!" "Oh fuck yeah! Blast in me! Fill my negative ass with every drop of your vicious sperm. Give me everything you've got!" "Here it comes .... augh ... augh ... fuck ... fuuuuuuccck! ... loading you man. Fucking blasting you full of my poz babies!" Jason was slamming into Chris. It was like a tsunami of cum blasting out of Jason's urethra. For Chris it was like a bolt of red hot lightning spewed into his bleeding guts from Jason's cock slit. Bolt after bolt after bolt burned into Chris's ass walls. Their joint orgasm brought Barry off as well. All three collapsed into a pile of heaving flesh allowing their bodies to find recovery from this epic little death. They had no thought of past, present or future. Jason bred Chris toothbrush irritated ass five and six times per day. Each fuck was as exhilarating as their first epic pozing romp. Jason was in seventh heaven each time his toxic cum was plastered on Chris's raw inner guts. He couldn't remember a time he had ever felt so powerful, so deeply alive and purposeful. Chris couldn't get enough ass abuse or high viral load sexual secretion from Jason. Within a short couple of weeks Chris was sicker than a dog. Even in his depleted state he begged Jason to pound more poison loads into him to ensure a good take of Jason's poz DNA.

Two weeks later Chris and Barry awoke to a very hot and sweaty Jason between them in bed. They gave each other a knowing look. They didn't need a clinic or blood test to know what was making Jason so sick. They had both nursed buddies through the fuck flu. After changing the bed, sponging Jason down and getting him back to sleep they moved to the kitchen on the far side of the house. Barry attacked Chris spitting his words; "You fucking liar. You lied, you said you were negative. How could you be such a fuckin ass hole?" "Calm down . Calm down old man. I didn't lie. I am negative." "Sure... for your last test. You could have been infected by any one of the many strangers you've had up your shitter shoot since then. And don't try to lie to me again, I know there have been at least a dozen. " Chris smiled; "Yes you are right, there have been many. It's closer to two dozen deposits in this sweet ass of mine. But, you are wrong about any chance of them pozing me. ... I'm on Prep. Go check the medicine cabinet. You'll see my pill bottle and if you check the pharmacy label you'll see I've been on it for a year and a half. I didn't poz Jason. And if I believe the story you two tell this is either an immaculate infection or it's your cock pops that's shooting the poison darts. " "You slut!" bellowed Barry. "Thanks for the compliment." "You're being awfully flippant about this Chris." "It's treatable pops. In fact the thought of taking Jason's high viral cum to test the viability of my Prep makes me very horny indeed." Within a millisecond Chris was on his knees sucking Barry's spigot. He swirled and swallowed down every drop of Barry's potentially toxic cum. "Delicious!" When Jason was well enough Chris suggested all three go together for testing. He had already sampled a half dozen of Jason's newly poz loads deep in his ass. It was suggested they stop in separately to get their results. They opted to all go in together. They were extra pleased when they entered the inner office. The clinic nurse that day was a very muscular 30 year old with a chiseled face and GQ model clothing, hair and beard. Chris's file was on top and sure enough his Prep was doing it's job. As he fully expected his test came back negative. No one was surprised that Jason's results came back positive with an extremely high viral load. Barry grabbed Jason's hand as they gave each other a reassuring look. Barry was shocked that his results also came back positive. The difference was his viral load was only a little above detectable. He shared his cruising area park encounter from decades before but said he had never gotten sick. He had never thought he needed testing. Those were the only loads he had ever taken. He didn't even let guys cum in his mouth over the years. He was incredulous. The nurse reassured him that his case was very rare. A small percentage of the population could become infected but not have the virus replicate very much for some strange reason. It happened so rarely there was little research to draw on. Just enough virus would stay in the host that their chances of infecting someone else were very low. The fact that Jason had been impregnated with so many of Barry's poz loads had upped his chances of infection. Barry was crestfallen as the reality settled in that he had unwittingly infected his lover. He bent over taking his head in his hands and began to cry. Jason knelt in front of him and attempted to kiss away his tears. While this was happening Chris exchanged a knowing glance with their hunky nurse. They knew just the medicine this moment called for. Chris got up and locked the office as the nurse got up from his desk and started removing his clothing. When Chris and the nurse were fully naked they gently interrupted the two lovers. They proceeded to bend over the desk and presented their asses. When Jason protested their offer Chris assured him not to worry. They were both on Prep. They were safe from both Jason and Barry's toxic cum. The nurse laughed and said, "Actually I'm not on Prep. I'm chasing. I love this job. I eventually take a high viral load from every guy I inform they have converted to poz. It's always later, not in the office, but what the fuck. Why not? Come on Jason, don't deprive me of your beautiful poison. Give me everything you've got. " Barry said, "You guys are fucking crazy!" "Crazy for a fuck" responded Chris. "Come on old man. Show this hunky nurse your stunning neanderthal body. Get that raw poz dick of your's up my ass. You know how much I love toxic loads planted in me deep. " While quickly slipping out of his clothes Jason took time to kiss Chris before mounting the nurse from behind. He had to encourage Barry to get naked and impail Chris with his poz cock. Soon the two tops were kissing as the two bottoms also made out. It didn't take Jason long to realize he was teetering on the edge. "I'm close, are you sure you don't want me to pull out. " "No fucking way man! Fuckin breed me with your radioactive load. Knock me up ... poz my negative ass man!" Before the nurse was finished speaking Jason was holding still buried as deep as he could get ejaculating copious amounts of his coveted DNA. "Fuck yeah! Thanks man! That's my fourth toxic load in two days. Hopefully I'll be calling in sick with the fuck flu soon. " Barry was not having as much luck getting off in Chris's ass so the nurse got down and licked Barry's hairy balls. When this didn't have the desired effect he leaned back over his desk told Barry how much he loved the feel of a hairy body bent over his back. Barry switched holes and was quickly pounding away. Jason got down and ate out Barry's hole prompting Barry to demand, "Yeah bitch, give me your death stick, breed my hairy ass." Jason needed no more encouragement and Chris's naked cock was in Jason's ass before Jason was able to meet Barry's demand. The beautiful fuck train was in full motion. Chris was the first to unload triggering a rapid group orgasm, back to front." With two fresh poz loads up his ass and his load splattered across his paperwork the nurse told the others, "Get dressed. I've got work to do. Schedule an appointment on your way out for next week. We'll discuss treatment options then if you want. And if I'm still not poz you two can do a repeat performance in my willing ass. Deal?" Jason and Barry eagerly agreed as they hurriedly located their clothes and pulled them on.

Jason had no intention of telling Barrie about his time with Chris 'til they were face to face. He was convinced he had let things go way further than Barry had meant for the hall pass to allow. Barry was very curious to hear details but relented to wait 'til he was home in three days. Jason had worried so much about telling Barry that before he said anything he was in tears. Barry held him tight soothing and comforting him, assuring Jason everything was okay no matter what had happened. So Jason started sharing details; "I had sex with Chris. " Barry, "I fully expected you would, no problem." Chris bashfully, "We did it at the bathhouse." Barry nonpulsed, "Sounds great. " Chris sheepishly, "I let him fuck me. " Again a nonpulsed Barry, "Yeah, I fully expected that. How many other men fucked you?" Almost under his breath, "I'm not entirely sure Barry, maybe 8 or 9." An enthusiastic Barry; "Wow that's great. I bet you loved it!" "You aren't upset?" "Look Jason, I anticipated your worry about stepping out even when I gave you a pass. So I leveled the playing field a bit by giving a couple of the good looking vendors blow jobs. See I also broke with our monogamy. Nothing to worry about. I've told you all along you didn't need to give up your old promiscuous life style. " Jason collapsed in heaving sobbs. Barry said,"I'm sorry. I thought you were okay with this. With me breaking out. I am so, so sorry hun. I'll never do it again, I promise." Jason cried "No it's not you, it's me. I betrayed you. Chris didn't just fuck me once. He fucked me a number of times. ... He bred me every time. I let him bareback me Barry. I'm sorry, I'm so fuckin sorry!" Barry was confused and asked, "Did they all bareback you? Did you take all their cum?" "No, no" Jason cried, "just Chris's." Barry queried , "And you trust him? He told you he was negative and you trust that? Right?" "Fuck ... no, ...I never even asked him. I was to caught up in the moment. I still haven't asked him. But he let lots of guys breed his twink ass, lots and lots of guys. " Concerned "Oh ... okay. Don't panic. ... We'll just invite him over and ask him. I'll be able to tell if he's lying.", Brian suggested. "Really? You would do that? You want to meet the guy I let breed me?" "Sure, he sounds pretty wild. He also sounds like a nice guy. I'm sure there is nothing to worry about. Call him right now. See if he can come tonight. Let's get this cleared up. ... Who knows, maybe I'll let him breed me if he's half as hot as you say he is. ... I'm kidding Jason, don't worry. " Chris was in their livingroom within an hour and a half. The air was a bit tense so he got right to the point and asked what was going on. Jason began to cry again but got the question out. Chris laughed and said he had wondered when Jason would get around to asking. Chris assured them he was negative, in fact, had just got new test results back last week. Barry was quite satisfied he could trust Chris and invited the guys to get out of their clothes and into the hot tub. Each received a frozen plastic beer mug full to the brim and stories of their sexual adventures were shared. Barry took particular delight in hearing Chris proudly recount breeding Jason a couple times in front of a crowd. Of course it was Chris that made the first move sexually. Shifting over beside Barry he firmly took hold of Barry's fully engorged erection. He then climbed up over Barry and even quicker sat right down on Barry's naked rod. Jason's cock was soon hardening in Barry's mouth as Chris and Jason kissed. Before the night was over they were all in the four poster bed. Chris had loads from Barry and Jason. Jason had two loads from Barry and three loads planted by Chris. Just like Jason, Chris would spend every night of the next few weeks rocking and then sleeping in the king size bed with his two new bareback fuck buddies. Jason got most of the plentiful load count. But, Chris got a few, and on a rare occasion Barry got to swallow down a few hot sweet loads. In the third week Chris just moved in with Barry and Jason.

PART 10 　 The next day was a short day of work, done by noon. As soon as I could get there, I went to the park, again, I just plainly and simply needed more cock in me and it was a terrible need. Worse than any itch I had ever had before. Upon pulling into the parking area, I immediately through off most of my clothes, leaving me in shorts and T-shirt only that I had worn under my regular work clothes. I got out of the car and headed down the path to that clearing and was hoping for action very soon there. 　 I had brought along a blanket, which I proceeded to spread on the ground. As soon as I had in smoothed out and ready, I took off my shorts and shirt, leaving myself totally naked and laid down on the blanket. 　 I had only laid down for a few minutes when I heard a low whistle behind me. I looked over my shoulder and a man was approaching me, stripping off his clothes as he came. He was soon between my legs and with no preliminaries, he just lifted my legs up over his shoulders and rammed his already hard cock into my hole. It felt like he ripped me wide open. Then with hardly a pause as he bottomed out, he started fucking me fast and hard. He told me I looked like the guy he was told to watch for and he was going to dump a nice hot poz load up my ass soon. Then I felt his cock vibrate and spray my insides with his cum. He had only lasted about 3 minutes, but as he pulled his cock out of me, I noticed there were about 4 more guys standing around and all naked and hard. As he got up off of me, another took his place and then another and another. I was really enjoying this. My own cock exploded all over me about the third guy and then again, after a fifth guy was doing me. My hole was overflowing with toxic cum and I was loving every second of it.

PART 6 　 We finally got up, showered and got dressed. We then packed and checked out of the room. Then we went our seperate ways. I still had no idea what had happened nor the way I was now changed forever. I arrived home, shortly, to pick up where I had left, or so I thought at the time. I tried all week to keep things back to normal and forget about that night, but could not get it out of my mind. It had been so erotic, so intense and the best sex I had ever had in my life. I literally thought about it by day and dremt of it by night. It was driving me crazy. I fould myself in the bathroom, jacking my cock and even thrusting a finger, or two or three up my ass as I had mind blowing orgasms thinking about that night. 　 By the end of the week, I could not take it anymore and tried to call Len, but found he was out of town on business and would be gone for at least a couple of weeks more. I was devastated and in terrible need. I had heard there was an adult arcade, frequented by gay men, who went there for sex. I headed there straight from work on Friday. I had no idea what to do there actually, but purchased some lube and condoms in the front and headed into the arcade to see what would happen. I entered the first booth I came to and found a hole in the wall. I looked through, but nobody was in the other booth and then the door there opened up and a guy came in. I really had no idea what to do. He ran a finger across the bottom of the hole and I figured it must be some kind of signal, but what? I just stood there not knowing what to do. Finally I heard him whispering to me. I knelt down to listen. He asked me what I was into. I told him I wanted to be fucked. He grinned and told me he would love to. I stood up and dropped my pants and turned around as he asked. I backed up to the hole and soon felt his hand on my ass, caressing it and then rubbing my hole. He was nudging myhole, when I remembered the lube, and pulled away and haned it to him. He soon had my ass slick and his finger in me. I was tingling all over. Soon I felt another finger and then another as my breathing got faster and I was soon moaning in pleasure from his fingers slowly fucking my hole and twirling around and around opening me up more and more. After a while, he pulled his fingers out. OMG, I felt so terribly empty. Soon, though, I felt a large hard pressure against my hole and knew he was trying to get his cock in me. The feeling was intense and soon I could tell he was in me and driving in deeper and deeper. The I felt the thrusting as he started to fuck me. After about 10 minutes, it all at once dawned on me that I had forgotten to give him a condom and he was in me bare. I started to pull away to get him to put one on, when he grabbed my hips through the hole and really started to pound my ass. I almost blacked out from the sensation of pleasure that erupted from this and thrust my ass back at him hard. After a few more really hard thrusts, he drove as deep in me as he could and I could actually feel his cock pulse and wave after wave of cum erupt in my used hole and then I was cumming hard too. A few more thrusts and he pulled out, and as I turned around, he told me thanks and pulled his pants up and was out the door. 　 It took me several minutes to get composed and then I was thinking what an idiot I was to have let him use me like that and dump and unprotected load of cum up my ass. What if he had something, what would I tell my wife? I got my pants back up and got out of there to go think what the hell I was doing.

My eyes were bulging, not just from the potent hot rail I had just snorted, but also from staring at this guy’s super thick cock, and wondering if I’d be able to handle that monster fucking my hole. He must have noticed that I was checking out his big cock because he said, “Wait’ll you see it fully hard.” I just said, “Oh, my god !” And, he laughed. “Don’t worry. In a few minutes you’ll be begging for it. By the way,” he said, “My name’s Trex, you know, like, ’T-Rex ?” “Glad to meet you. I’m Daniel.” Trex walked over to the closet, and unlocked two padlocks, then slid open the door. Inside, there were a couple of steel filing cabinets that were placed side by side, both of them padlocked, as well. After unlocking one of them, he slid open the top drawer and took out a bubbler, a torch, and a very large baggie. Damn ! Was that two 8-balls, or three, or more ! He carefully loaded the pipe, then handed the torch, a lighter, and the pipe to me, telling me, “Here. Work on this for a minute while I get some other things ready. We need to get your hole stretched out a little before I go in there.” I flicked the lighter and lit the torch, then placed the lighter on one of the shelves that was conveniently built into the wall, within easy reach from the sling. As I applied the torch to the bowl, I watched the shards quickly melt into a puddle. Then, I pulled the torch away, and rolled the bowl back and forth, letting the liquid Tina coat most of the inside surface of the bowl. All the while, I tried to keep one eye on Trex, curious to see what was going to happen next. I moved the torch under the bowl, and watched the Tina quickly start to swirl as I continuously rolled the bowl back and forth and moved the torch away, then back under it again, while slowly sucking the clouds down into the bong water, then up the short glass rod, and deep into my lungs, before cutting off the torch and blowing out a huge white cloud. Holy fuck ! I could easily tell that there was a world of difference between this high powered Tina and the stuff I was used to doing. Just this one hit (along with the hot rail I had done) had my heart pounding, and I felt like I was ready for anything. While I leaned over and placed the bubbler and the torch onto the shelf, Trex was unlocking another file cabinet drawer. He rummaged around for a minute, then pulled out what looked like an average size black dildo. He also had a bottle of poppers and a bottle of lube. “Let’s get you opened up a little before I fuck you,” he said. Man, that sounded good to me, considering the girth of that BBC that was slapping against his leather chaps with each step he took. What I thought was a dildo, turned out to be an inflatable butt plug, in its deflated state. As Trex gave the rubber bulb numerous squeezes, he informed me that the butt plug was 8” long by 6” around, and that it would inflate to a maximum of 9” long and 10” around. He must have seen the doubtful look on my face as I stared at the butt plug, which was now fully inflated. “Calm down,” he said. “We won’t be going that big………….unless you want to.” With that, he hit the release valve, and the butt plug quickly returned to its original size. “Okay, Danny boy; let’s try this out,” Trex said. “But, first, let’s get you flying a little higher.” He fired up the torch and handed it to me, along with the bubbler. In just a few seconds, Trex had the butt plug lubed up, and he was working two, then three, lubed fingers in and out of my hole. When he nodded his head, I started sucking the potent clouds into my lungs, as the bong bubbled wildly. At the exact same moment that I blew out a huge cloud, Trex steadily shoved the 8 by 6 butt plug all the way into my hole. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” was all I could say, as the Tina rushed into my brain, and my hole spasmed, from the incredible sensation of the butt plug that Trex had just jammed into me. “Just go with it,” he told me. I closed my eyes, and repeatedly let my head loll over to one side, then back again. When I opened my eyes, Trex had a big grin on his face. “Good boy,” he said. “Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I kept moaning, as I flew ever higher. Handing the bottle of poppers to me, Trex told me to take a couple of big hits. After the first hit, I could hear a whoosh, whooshing sound, and realized that he had started squeezing the rubber bulb, inflating the butt plug that was already filling my hole. In my ears, I could feel my heart beating even more rapidly , and my chest and head flushed, feeling the hit of poppers making my head swim. “Again,” he said. “Take another hit. That’s it. Good boy.” Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh…

Yes would love a weekend like this!

I had just broken up with my boyfriend of two years and it had been three months since I last had gotten laid. Not surprisingly I was feeling very horny. I went on line and cruised the normal sites, and readily enough connected with an older guy on Manunt. His profile sounded hot, but he had no pictures. I asked him why he had no pictures on his profile and he let me know that due to his profession he did not want any pictures of himself on line. He listed himself as 29, 6’2”, 175 pounds, blond hair and blue eyes (this compared to my age at 20, height of 5’9”, 135 pounds, brown hair and eyes). He told me his name was Andy and also let me know that he was really shy at first. It all sounded good to me and he sounded real good so we made plans to hook up. I got his address and headed on over. When I arrived I knocked on the door and a cute stud greeted me. He looked better then his description on his profile. He invited me in and I wasted no time in making my move and leaned in to kiss him. He reciprocated and before too long we had our clothing off and I had his 9.5 inch cock down my throat. Before too long he pulled me off and we kissed again before he took my dripping 7 inch tool in his mouth. He didn’t seem shy any more to me and before I knew it he had his tongue burried in my smooth ass hole. He got my hole nice and wet and when he came up to kiss me again he had hit cock right at my entrance. He held me tight and kissed me deep and before I knew it, his rock hard cock was slipping into my ass. I tried to break the kiss and ask if he slid on a condom. He held me so tight I couldn’t even reach down to feel if he had one on. But it felt so good I let it go and enjoyed the fuck. He got a good rhythm going and I moaned loudly into his kiss. He finally broke off my mouth to nibble on my neck as he continued to fuck me like I had not been fucked in a long time. Man did this stud know how to fuck and did he have stamina. The longest I had ever been fucked before this was 30 minute before the guy shot his load and we were done, but this guy fucked me for a solid hour and showed no signs of slowing down. I looked into his eyes as he just kept on fucking me, slowly picking up the pace and at times slowing down to make sure we were both enjoying it. The sweat was driping off our bodies and it felt as if no end was in sight. After nearly two hours of non-stop fucking he said to me that was the first time a stranger knocked on his door, start kissing him and they ended-up fucking. I was a little surprised by what he said and I replied "you invited me over, Andy." He responded with a quizzical look, saying his name was David not Andy. He held still inside me and we just stared at each other. I then told him about the encounter on Manhunt and that I was given this address to come over to meet Andy. He asked what the address was and I told him. He told me that I was in the wrong bulding. After two hours of incredible fucking I didn’t care. We laughed and he just said to me, well I’ve given you four loads and you haven’t complained yet. I replied "here I am at the wrong address, getting fucked by a stranger, you’ve given me four loads of your sperm and you don’t hear me complaining." He then started to pound me without mercy and this time he let me know when he delivered load number five in my well used hole. As we laid there catching our collective breaths I was wondering why he never put a condom on. He told me that he thought I knew him from some where and that he’s had guys come over to get gifted by him. Gifted was a new term to me, I figured it meant fucked but his gifted tool and ability. I was now hoping to get my turn to fuck him, but then I learned he was a total top. Just my luck. He said he needed to pee and as he got up I noticedhe had a tatoo on the small of his back. It was a tattoo of the biohazard symbol. It looked really cool and in my naivety was not aware of its true meaning. After a few hours of fucking and the wonderful feeling he gave me, I decided not to try and find the correct address. Instead I exchanged phone number with David and made plans to meet up again real soon. It wasn’t until a week later when I was telling a friend of mine about the entire encounter and the tattoo. My buddy asked if I asked the guy his stats. I told him that I had not, that the time was so intense and felt so right that I just went with the flow and enjoyed it. My friend informed me that the biohazard tattoo may have indicated that this guy was HIV+. I felt like I was punched in the gut and all of a sudden felt as if I was going to be sick and sick is what happened. I got the flu really bad and called David. He came right over and took care of me. I somehow asked him what his HIV status was. He didn’t have to tell me, the look on his face said it all. He said he thought I had been 'in the know' given our conversation about the gift and the biohazard tattoo. He went on suggesting that, by the looks of the flu I was experiencing, I probably had it too. It was strange, I was not scared or worried 'cause David seemed so caring. We just smiled at each other and he made plans to take me for an HIV test. I just told him to kiss me and as soon as I was better he was too fuck me as much as possible.

I hope he used his dirty rig.