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I manouvered myself out of the sling and stood in the darkness. I was sweaty and my hole was so loose I couldn't stop a drool of cum slide out and down my leg. What had I done? I shivered even though the basement was hot and smelly. No one else was around so I went upstairs blinking into the light. There were showers off to one side so I went into the coffee area to ask for a towel . The guy who'd seen me in the basement gave me a nice smile and a wink as he gave me the towel which made me feel better. I cleaned myself off and went out into the sauna again. Somehow, the contrast between my clean body and the dirty cum in my rectum made me feel relaxed. I realised something was happening to me, and I was turning into someone different, dare I say pregnant, knocked up. And I liked it. I went upstairs. It was pretty gloomy. In one area were some cubicles. In one of them, I saw a small, young man lying on his side, eyes closed being fucked by someone lying behind him. As I moved round, I was shocked to see it was David, the fat old poz guy from downstairs. His arm was around the lad's waist wanking his cock into time with his thrusts. He saw me, grinned and pulled back so I could see his bare cock entering the smooth, pale bottom. Then he licked his lips and indicated I should suck the lad's stiff cock. I knelt on the mattress and the young man opened his eyes. "Hi," I breathed and dipped my head. The old man guided the smooth cock into my mouth and began thrusting more urgently into the pert backside.. The youth groaned and lay there in sexual ecstasy. David was thrusting urgently now and with a shock, I knew he was going to poz this bottom. Suddenly, the cock in my mouth swelled and stiffened. The young man said " OH!" and shot spunk over my tongue. At the same time, Davis shuddered and said "Cumming! Take it!" and I knew he was spurting his poz cum into the young man's rectum. After a few moments, I released his cock and David pulled out of his arse. He lay there panting and sweaty as David stroked his face and chest. "Thanks!" He whispered and got heavily off the couch. I followed him out, leaving the young man sprawled in the cubicle. "You ok?" He asked me. I nodded. "No regrets about taking our poz cum?" I smiled and shook my head. " No regrets" The young man got up and left the cubicle. I could see cum glistening between his buttocks as he walked off. David saw me looking and shrugged. "If he didn't want to get pregnant, he shouldn't have let me go in bare."

Dragon’s Fire Dimitrios Argyros stood against the wall of the crowded bar. He was a very tall man—6’8” and built like a bodybuilder. He was wearing tight black jeans which showed off the thick tube of uncut cock that snaked down his right leg and highlighted his big muscle ass. His tight long-sleeve cashmere rippled with muscle and his shiny Rolex hinted at his vast wealth. With the shirt on, his close-cropped hair, dark brown eyes, and handsome angular face looked clean cut. But the shirt concealed the tattooed measuring tape that ran from just past his wrist to his shoulder on his larger, right side. Across the other side was a dragon, whose tail wrapped around his left arm, each scale a precise 1/4 inch marker and the fire from its mouth rippled across his muscular back. Above his hard belly button he sported a toxic waste sign and on his huge leftpec, worked into the dragons back, was a pentagram. Dimitri was a member of the local chapter of the Brotherhood of the Dark Lord. While many chapters worshiped the Dark One solely through hedonistic pleasure, Dimitri and his brother subscribed to an older, more pure version of the Dark Word: the Lord required pleasure and pain to be fully satisfied. It was a world of rigidly defined roles, for Dimitri and his Brothers, there was no give-and-take. Instead, there were top men and bottom men, and bottom men were invariably younger and smaller than top men. And Dimitri had seen the results of their faithful service, as dozens of times over the last 25 years in the middle of a sacred sex ritual, he’d seen his own enormous cock expand in size, plundering the depths of some young male cunt deep and wider. He’d watched his own fists—and that of his brothers— expand and grow large knobby growths as they destroyed yet another boypussy. And Dimitri had seen his own tattoos come alive, and his cock get supernaturally hot with the breath of the dragon, as he spewed toxic seed. So, yes, Dimitri believed that it was his birthright, and one ordained by a god, to own, control, convert, fist, and fuck young men. Dozens of men in the bar tried to get his attention—or least those unaware of his very dark reputation—men of all sizes and shapes. But Dimitri had eyes for only one young man—a boy really, all of 18–in the place. Dimitri was on the hunt, as his previous boy had aged out of Dimitri’s demographic at the ripe age of 25. His new target—Timmy Peters—was a slight waif, 5’5” and barely 100 pounds. There wasn’t an ounce of fat on him. He had good muscle definition and gorgeous abs—Dimitri’s investigators determined skateboarding was his primary athletic pursuit, and so the boys core was tight as a drum—but his chest was slight. Dimitri had refused to look at any of the naked shots his men had gathered—he wanted to save that pleasure for this very evening, as he initiated the boy into his new life of service to Dimitri’s 14 inch pussy destroyer. But he’d seen the boy shirtless, Timmy’s perfect twink body a contrast to his unusually shapely, almost womanly ass, the top of the twin perfect globes visible in the back of his low slung skater shorts. In contrast to his previous conquests of 30 years, who had almost all been blondes or redheads, Timmy had jet black hair and eyes as dark as Dimitri’s own. But unlike Dimitri, the boy’s skin glowed white and Dimitri couldn’t wait to see how it turned bright red under his new masters brutal palms. Dimitri’s cock stirred and swelled in anticipation of the years of pleasure ahead. The thought of what Timmy wanted or desired never crossed the Greek muscle stud’s mind. Dimitri knew that he was a divinely ordained predator, one equipped with a vastly superior cock and body, his seed anointed with a toxic gift, blessed by the Dark Lord with vast wealth. And so when Dimitri divined that a boy was his, he was never wrong. Dimitri smiled across the room at the little dark-haired cherub. Timmy looked vaguely shocked that a muscle stud would show him any interest, and so he smiled shyly back. Dimitri walked over and stood next to the boy, raising his beer bottle in greeting, “I am Dimitri”. Timmy shivered slightly at the deep voice and mysterious, vaguely European accent, but he smiled and said, “My name is Timmy. Pleased to meet you sir.” Dimitri felt his cock stiffen and the fire-breath of the dragon tattoo on his back got warm at the word sir—confirming yet again this boy was his. They made small talk, and Dimitri pretended to be interested when he “learned” the boy was in the city for art school that Fall. That wasn’t going to happen—boys in service to the Brotherhood spent too much time spun out with both their holes stuffed to attend school or hold any other job. Dimitri started dancing with the boy, and soon confirmed what his investigators had uncovered—Timmy had serious daddy issues and loved muscle—and for his part, Dimitri though the boys body and ass were even more perfect than he could imagine. He gave the boy an X and then Dimitri started fingering the boys fuzzy hole, and when the lights went dim, he slipped a big rock of crystal in the tight little pucker. Dimitri used his much larger mouth to swallow Timmy’s cry at the burn, and soon enough Timmy little hole was lapping and pulsing around Dimitri’s big digits. After about 30 minutes, Timmy was very horned up and so Dimitri said, “Come home and let me fuck your brains out.” Timmy nodded,“ Yes, sir.” Dimitri said, “I demand total obedience, you will take what I give you.” Timmy looked scared but Dimitri could see in the little dark eyes that the boy already knew he was meant to be nothing but a pussy hole, and he just said, “Please daddy, I need your big cock. “ In the limo on the way to his penthouse, Dimitri stripped the clothes off Timmy within seconds. He stuffed another rock of crystal in the boys hole and the boy begged to be fucked. But Dimitri didn’t fuck boys who’d not been freshly shaved and douched—he looked forward to humiliating Timmy as he cleaned him out—so he set the boy to work on his big cock. Timmy was a natural cocksucker, but it took months of practice for anyone to learn to take the entire 14 inches of beer bottle thick meat, so Dimitri contented himself with choking the boy, shoving the boys mouth down on the endless tube of his cock, using the little mouth hole like a fleshlight as Timmy wretched and sputtered. As they approached his highrise, Dimitri had the boy clean up all the spittle and mouth juice from his cock and the car seat. Arriving at his series of 15 private parking spots he stepped out of his pants—his driver would bring them up—and carried the small boy in his arms, biting and nipping at the boys small perfect tits, into his private elevator. Reaching his penthouse, Dimitri carried the boy into his big bathroom and put him on his knees on a plush rug. “Chest flat on the floor, arch your back, and spread those cheeks,” Dimitri said, growling with pleasure at the sight of the boys pink hole. Dimitri filled a series three enema bags with water, and dropped a rock of crystal into each. He speared the boy’s cunt and filled his guts. As he expected, the first one was relatively clean and he delighted at how embarrassed Timmy got when the second bag came out dirty as his inner spinchter was drained. Finally, the third bag came out pretty clean. Now, Dimitri took a bag he’d hidden in the linen closet bursting at the seams with chempiss collected over the last week from all the members of the brotherhood. The boy was already high, and as the chempiss tingled his guts he began to moan. The moans turned to groans as the huge bag deflated and stretched his pussy. Finally, he begged Dimitri to stop. Dimitri grinned and started spanking the beautiful white ass, causing the boys insides to flex and finally the contents of the bag were buried deep in the little cunt. Dimitri snapped a small buttplug in, and giving the boy hits of poppers he sat on the toilet and began to train the boys throat. First he taught the boy how to pleasure his cockhead and long dragging foreskin, probably the first uncut tool the boy had seen. Soon enough the boy was able to take about 8 inches of cock, but he was covered in sweat as the piss—heavy in Tina, ecstasy, and coke, and probably laced with other drugs too—began to be absorbed. Mindful the boy was only a beginner, he let the boy seek relief after about 25 minutes. Now the boy was truly wired and he groaned and pushed back on the nozzle as Dimitri used the sure shot to hose him out. Dimitri was getting eager to fuck the boy—and the boy was clearly eager from his own submissive desires accented by all the drugs—and so Dimitri made short work of shaving the boy. He shaved every hair from his little hole, the tiny dust of a treasure trail, and the boys balls. The boy started to resist when Dimitri began to shave his pubes, but a hard slap of command to his boy nuts ended that resistance. Dimitri removed the tight white tshirt he’s kept on a climbed in the shower. The boy was eager to help him soap up, thrilling as his height and huge muscles. Dimitri made him kiss and trace the outlines of his toxic waste symbol. With his tongue. When the boy asked him what it meant, Dimitri smiled and said, “It means when I am done seeding your hole you will carry part of me in you forever.” Timmy looked puzzled then shrugged and leaned forward and mouthed the big cock. Satisfied there were no unsavory ass juices or shaving cream lingering on either of their bodies Dimitri tenderly dried the boy, passionately making out with him. He carried the little twink into one of his big bedrooms with mirrors all around the room and covering the ceiling. He kept the boy in his arms as he went around lighting dozens of candles and turning the lights on low. He positioned the boy on all fours, making sure the boys back arch was perfect. He spanked the little hard melons of his ass until the boy’s skin was flaming red and he was bucking back up and begging for cock. Dimitri squirted laced lube deep into the boy and slicked up his big cock and pushed the huge head of his fuckstick in. Timmy cried out but did not break position. “Let me stretch that hole,” Dimitri growled, and shoved in another inch. The boy screamed and tried to fall onto the bed to get away, but Dimitri held him in place. Dimitri let the boy adjust and soon, knowing it was his place in the world to take cock, Timmy relaxed and pushed back. Dimitri began a slow leisurely fuck, his 14 incha sinking deeper and deeper, until when he got about eight inchs in he began to hit the boys second ring. Dimitri purposefully kept the fuck from pushing inside, and instead began delivering little squirts of chempiss right at the boy’s inner door. Once he was confident that the little whores hole was open and an easy fuck, he pulled back and rammed his cock through the second hole in one hard push. Timmy screamed and collapsed on the bed, Dimitri stayed on top of him and began to brutally ram his cock deep in the boy. Timmy’s face in the mirror showed real fear with an undercurrent of lust as Dimitri raped him deep. Soon, though, the hole opened more and the lust and desire for anal destruction began to overwhelm the bottom slut. Dimitri pulled out and flipped the boy, and threw his legs on his shoulders. As he’d expected, he’d torn the boy’s second hole, and his cock was pink, Dimitri grinned, knowing this would just give the drugs and his toxic seed easier purchase. “You will never not cry out when I do this, even after I’ve fucked you every day for years,” Dimitri said darkly, as he lined up his huge cock and speared the boy again. As promised Timmy cried out and his body spasmed as Dimitri’s 14 inches pounded deep inside him. Dimitri pounded the boy for a good fourty-five minutes, using extreme control to prolong this first fuck of the virgin hole. He pounded the boy in every position, making the boy cry out every time his huge cock rammed in deep. Finally, Dimitri could feel the fire build in his balls. He flipped the boy on his back, and made Timmy hold his legs wide so he could pile-drive into the boys sweet pussy. “Beg me for my toxic seed, boy, beg,” he commanded. His eyes black saucers of lust Timmy commenced begging. When the first squirt of seed spilled out of his huge plundering tool, Dimitri roared, and went crazy. As he did so, he felt the dragon tattoo stir and every candle and light in the room went dark. He felt the dark breath of his deity, and his cock grew by several inches in length and girth. Timmy screamed at the sudden big stretch as Dimitri kept pounding. He felt his cock grow hot, and Timmy started screaming “Burning hot seed, daddy, oh fuck, oh fuck so hot, feels so good.” Dimitri looked in the mirror and could see the shadow of a dragon behind him, he pentagram woven into the tattoo on his chest turned from black to glowing red. Dimitri came for several minutes, so much so that the supernatural seed overflowed out of the boy. He didn’t not stop fucking the boy—this visit by the dragon had only happened in ritual settings before and he had no idea how it was happening now—but all he knew was he needed to posses the boys ass. He knew that his cock would stay enlarged for at least another fuck, but once he came again it would go from giant to its merely huge normal size. Little Timmy was gone to the world, begging “Deeper daddy, more cum, please fuck me.” Dimitri grinned—the supernatural seed the men of the Brotherhood produced apparently burned like a hot poker—one boy had said twice as bad a burn as entire gram of Tina— but then it was ravenously addictive. The boy already belonged to him, and so Dimitri sought to enjoy him, using his enhanced cock to fuck the boy mercilessly. He pushed the boy hard, pile driving into the warm cunt, white seed squishing out as he turned and changed angles. He scooped it up and fed it other boy, who drank it down like sweet nectar. The drugs and seed and made the boy wild, and he just begged for the fucking to continue. And while he cried out in agony with ever deep fuck, he kept his legs wide and begged for more. It was all Dimitri could do not to just pull out and bury his arm to the elbow. And all the other times he’d produced the sacred sperm, he had. But those were boy he’d already been fucking and fisting for weeks, offering their holes to the Dark Lord on the evening of their fuck flu and it’s yearly anniversary, celebrating when they became a full part of the Brotherhood. But this tonight had happened on the first time he’d even been inside the boy, and so he kept that urge for another time. Dimitri fucked the boy for another solid hour, ravishing him in every position around the room. Both men were drenched in sweat, and as Dimitri spanked the perfect white ass, sweat flew in the room. Finally they ended up on the bed, the boy legs arched over his ears, Timmy urging, “Use my hole, daddy give me your toxic seed, come in me again, I need your load daddy.” And so Dimitri came again—a mind-blowingly good orgasm, but without supernatural fireworks. As his body settled down, Dimitri kept his big cock buried to the root and added a potent load of chempiss to the human and supernatural seed in the boys guts. He slapped Timmy’s ass hard—“Keep that in your pussy, pretty boy,” he commanded—and got up to grab a medium sized plug which he shoved into Timmy’s hole. Timmy screeched and spasmed but the toy lodged itself into his guts. Dimitri lay down on the bed, and set Timmy to work cleaning his big tool, showing him, how to use the popper bottle. Dimitri reached into his bedside table and pulled out his preloaded pipe and drew a few big clouds, calling Timmy up and showing him how to shotgun. He then sent Timmy down to his crotch again, instructing him to “Teach yourself to deep throat, just like you see in porn.” Turning on some low, fuck-me-beat music, Dimitri picked up his phone and texted his best buddy, Dr. Conrad Morris, who happened to be the the very doctor little Timmy had gone to see when he moved to the city two weeks ago. “Little Timmy met the dragon. WTF? Call me.” Within seconds his phone rang, when he picked up Conrad said urgently, “Seriously? Like the whole experience? Big cock, gnarly fists, and burning cum?” Dimitri spoke quietly “No hands but the rest.” “Fuck,” Conrad said, “That’s means he’s probably bonded to you.” “We don’t know—the bonding has always been after the ceremony,” Dimitri said, keeping his voice low. Conrad paused and then he said thoughtfully, “So thinking about this logically either the boy has a magic pussy that will bring out all our beasts or it’s something about him and you.” Dimitri spoke softly, “I have a great idea about how we can find out.” Dimitri could almost hear Conrad’s wolfish smile, “Over in a jiffy,”.

Part 7 What the fuck was I doing... 30 hours back, I was coming hour to cheer my fiancée at home, as a healthy playing-safe straight guy... and now here I was lying on my bed, my sore cum-leaking ass and me looking up to my dad while he makes sure I cleans his softening cock... Hell... "Son, you're such a mess looking from here" dad says as he finally withdraw his soft cock from my mouth... After a pause, during his caresses my cheeks he suggested we get a shower. "Well it seems it is more than necessary." "Follow me, shower in my room will be accommodating for two" and as I frown "ho come on, considering what we have done we can shower together, plus I will help you clean." I let my self guided to my father bedroom and in his shower, which was indeed much bigger than the one in the guest room. We enter it, and dad turned the tap and the hot water start pouring, relaxing our muscles as we are facing each other. Then I felt my Dad pushing on my shoulders... I resist a bit, as I do not understand what he wants. "Get on your knees Jay, there is something else you need to discover" he said, pushing me down. I did as ordered "Open your mouth, now would you ?". Not knowing what to expect, I again execute myself. He pushed his mushroom in my mouth and, while I have the impression that his cock was stiffening, he started releasing "I need to pee Son... I drank to much coffee while you were still asleep this morning, do not spill it!"... Fuck he was emptying his bladder down my throat... As I tried to back my mouth from this he put both his hands behind my neck and pushed his cock deeper down my throat, leaving no other choice than swallowing his pee... "Ho god that feels good" dad says, looking down at me with a smirk. "God you look so good on your knees, your lips wrapped on my cock... that makes me to breed you again, Son" he said, while going on... how much more was comming in ?? and fuck his cock was stiffening... he finally finished, released my head and I gasped for air, and he helped me getting up. "You did good, and looking at your hard cock, you evne enjoyed it" "That is insane... I do not understand how this can turn me on... I mean that is gross..." "Come on Son, what is turning on is being submitted I think" he replied turning me so I face the wall putting my hands on the shower wall, and without any warning, he started inserted his pole in me again "Isn't it Son ? Don't you like being used by me ?" "Fuck, that hurts..." was the only reply I could give, as this second invasion was rough in my sore ass... but while strying to be more at ease, I just impaled myself even more. "Yes it does but you are not even seeking to espace now, you see, I told you, that you would crave for it" he said as he starts to rock his hips in and out, each thrust going deeper. He was not even caring about me now... but to be honest, my complaints were mxed with pleasure moaning... He was just pistonning me and then I ust started feeling his balls slapping agains my ass... God he was already the way in... he goes on with his thrust, as I am nearing climax, again - how is it even possible... "Fuck Dad, I will come" "Yeah just do, I am also close to paint your inside again" The verbal fuck and associated images through over the edge as I came, again witout touching myself, though not much cum is shoot I have the impression the orgasm last long. My orgasm seems to make Dad cum, as with a final brutal thrust, he burried his mamoth further than before, and grunting, release his seed. "God Son, your hole feels so good... let me keep impregnating my seeds in your guts" He finally said as he kept me pinned to the wall, still rocking his hips, gently this time... "Fuck I have the impression my hole is burning... Dad" "Yeah your ass is sore, and my piercing helped on that... but do not worry it will pass away" he added while withdrawing from my guts... as I look down, I could some red streaks running with water down my legs and the shower tray... "Fuck Dad you wounded me, I am bleeding" I panicked "Shh, it is okay, it looks impressive, but it is okay, I will take care of you." and true to his words he started to wash my back. As we get out of the shower, he bent me over and applied some lotion that appeased my burning sensation. As we get out of the bathroom in my fathers room, I just remember I have no more clothes. "Dad, about getting out for lunch, well I would have loved that but remember that you ruined my last clean clothes..." I said jocking. "Oh yeah I forgot. Well either we order something and stay naked, but mind your tight ass, or I lend you some clothes" "Well, I think I want to be sure to give my ass a break, some lunch outside is fine by me" I replied with a smile. My father turns his back on me browsing through is stuff. "Would that do ?" as he hand me over a jockstrap, a tight short and t-shirt "I guess... thanks" We both get dressed ad get out of the house. We got into dad's car. "Alright, let us go to one my fav place to have lunch on a Sunday!" We arrived to a fancy place with a nice terrasse. We got a table, and it seems dad was a known customer, as several waiters were calling him by first name. As we sat to our table, I notice at an opposite side of the terrasse familar faces... "Sorry Dad, I need to go the toilet" I said, as I get up, went to the table and geeted "Hi Maria, hi Mike! I hope you enjoy your lunch..." with that I paused a bit, seeing them with their decomposed face and left to the toilet. Soon after Mike comes in. "Hi Jay, euh listen, so sorry to say this, but this just happend between Maria and I" "Ho it just happened ? and the fact you were going to pozed up as well 'just happened' ?" I replied abruptly, whiile starting peeing. "Because, when you fucked her and look me in the eyes yesterday saying this , that does not seem to be 'just happenin'..." "Well this was just role play actually" he said as he came at the urinal next to mine. "Wait what ? role play ? But that scorpio on your dick ?" "Oh you saw that ? this was some tempory ink tats, see by yourself, I do have any more" and he turned to me showing me his dick with indeed no ink on it... Fuck everything that happened in 24 hours si so fucked up... I am lost. "Listen Jay, I am sorry that I palyed with you when your surprised us yersterday, but Maria is the one who hooked me up at first, complaining that you were traveling too much. I proposed her to have a drink to discuss it and one thing lead to another." he just started his monologue peeing in the urinal, while I replay in me head everything that happened and how I gave up to my Dad because of that fucker next to me... I finished peeing, looked down on my cock and Mike's. I do not know what possessed me, but I dropped to my knee, and forced him to face me and just swallowed his cock. He was astonished by what happened, and yet abandonning himself to the blowjob I was giving him. Yet he took hold of my head with hos hands and facefucked me relentlessly. "Fuck Jay, I did not know that side of you... you are the same slut as your girlfriend or ex one" he said, and within a few seconds, he released down my throat his load. He withdraw, pack it in his pant and before leaving "well thanks I suppose. See you later or when you are back from holidays at work then!" he said winking at me. I rose to my feet and went back to our table. "Well you took your time... I was about to get you there" he said with smile... and nodding to the opposite side of the terrasse "and sorry about that but it appears that your ex is there as well". "I know, I greeted them... and I just emptied my boss balls as an apetizer" I said calmly. Dad looked at me surprised and start laughing "Okay, whoa, did I turned you into a cock-craving slut ? Well shall we order lunch ?" He ordered, ate our lunch while two waiters were eyeing both Dad and I, until when time for desert came, one asked "So Andrews, would you fancy and your boy fancy some desert ?" Dad looked amused at the waiter and looked at me, then back at him "Well Jim, I think we would fancy some desert yes. I am sure my boy here , as you called him, would take some cream on cherry" "Oh interesting, well, Paul and I will show you the way so you can choose your treat, please follow me ..." "Jay, my bos's name is Jay" "alright, Jay come with me". Strange to have two waiters for deserts, but okay, I raised to my feets and followed him. Strangely we went into a "Private" section, where the other waiter, Paul I suppose, was. "Hey Paul, Andrews tells us that Jay here would fancy some cream." "Interesting" Paul said, as they both started to unbuckling their belts and showing me their cocks and with that they made me kneel and make me suck them. "You have already started to what I see" I heard, when Dad entered the room, as he himself drop his short and started stroking his cock. "Well yes, that boy of your seems eager" "It apepars to me as well, that is some epiphany for him as well I think. He admitted earlier he suck one of your other customer cock in the toilets earlier!" They were talking about me like I was not in the room, while I was sucking their cocks. Then Jim, who had a cock about the same length than me, but much bigger, drop my short and felt my ass. "oh Andrews, you seeded him already" "Of course I did... but do not mind me, just breed his cunt as well". Jim did not wait a second and went behind me raise my ass, and shove it in one forced thrust... My scream was muffled my Paul cock in my mouth, while dad was looking at me and saying "God, you look good boy taken on both side. You will love being used, you'll see". Jim fucked me good but nt long before he just screamed at me while I feel his cock spurting a huge amount of cum in me. "God that is a good ass, Paul your turn to flood him". They switched places, as Paul dicks biggers than Jim but as not as big as Dad, rammed balls-deep in me while Jim made me cleaning off this cock. "Oh yeah, you're righ Jim, he has a good arse!" Paul said. All of this under Dad satisfied and patronizing lookand "Boy, don't panick, but Paul here suffers from hyperspermia, so he will literraly flood your guts". I could not say anything, but anyway, I do not really realize what he was saying as yet here I was having two cock of strangers both ways in me... Dad commented "and also they are both negative... I do want to take the risk you convert" and after a long pause "from someone else than me". This seems to push Paul over the edge as he intensified his rhythm and with one final thrust burried himself and I could feel him cumming while he was panting. I add the impression that I was being dilated from insde by his cum that I could feel spurting from his cock... That lasted for about one minute... Paul still locked in me and then saying "Owh that felt good... a good way to end the service and relax". As he withdrew, a huge amount of cum leaked out of my hole. Dad comes near and put a butt plug in me. "Now keep that seed in you! and please suck me off" he said as he pushed his cock in my mouth. This time I blew him alone, deepthroating him as I could, lookng up at him and seeing him in bliss, and as excited to be bred my strangers earlier, blew another load down my throat. He packed his dick back in his short, ordered me to pull up my clothes. He paid the restaurant and thanked the waiters and we left. Sitting in the car, I could feel the buttplug in me sending some waves of pleasure. "Well Son, you seem to crave for man's dick now... you do not even consider men statuses..." he said while driving "Let me just say that you completely fucked me up Dad... and considering what happened, for now, all that matters is pleasure" I answered, leaving him wondering what happened in the restaurant so I am in such a mood. -- to be continued.

Part 6 Coming down from the bliss of the best blowjob I was ever given, I realized what he meant. "But Dad, you cannot take me. I mean, we already have taken this too far…" I said, while dad was still at my cock, licking my balls, as if whatever I was saying was non-sens. "Dad are you even listening to what I am saying ?" "Yes I do Jay. But did I not give you quite a lot of pleasure directly or indirectly since you've arrived yesterday ? I mean, you admitted to have jerked off - several times even - to me pounding and pozzing that twink, you touched my cock this Morning at breakfast, you sucked my dick once, you let me facefuck you a moment ago, and all that time you were rock hard… Come on Son! You crave for it!" "No but I mean, we cannot besides being family, sorry Dad but you would likely infect me… " I said without wanting to hurt him "Well, infection could be a consequence indeed… but I would also say that would be a liberation. You could just fuck whoever you want, whenever, on meds or not up to you…" and adding after a pause "and you actually already have swallowed two toxic loads as a reminder… likelihood is much lower that way, but still…" "But then why did you let this happen ? Do you want me to get sick ?" "Well I want to distract you and free you from that bitch" he replied and Added with a smirk "and you still care about her, well if you convert, you can Always get back to her and 'Kock her up' for good, ahah!" with that he returned to licking my balls and Moving between my legs… Damn that felt good in a way… "you see you like me lick your balls Don't you ?" he said as I tried to move my hips up so he has a better access. Annoyed by his answer pushed his head on my balls so just shut the fuck up. He reacts by going fiercly on my balls, and I feel myself already getting hard… fuck how horny could I be… I see my dad's eyes looking at me with so much lust in his eyes. He goes licking by balls and is trying to go lower. He grabs the back of my thighs and pull them up to raise my ass up, which surprise me… as I am about to complain, I feel his tongue on my hole… Fuck that felt strange, good but strange… I mean I like when Maria fingered me when she sucked me, but this is beyond that. I moan as Dad works his tongue on my pucker. He gets his face up looking at me while a push his thumb in me "So are you sure Son, we should stop here ?" I moan in response "because if it definitely seems to be that you are enjoying this…" as he moves his thumb in and out, but I cannot help myself moaning as single answer, biting my lips… He withdraw his thumbs and spit a huge amount of salive on my hole, then makes sure to move it all in with his fingers. Littler my little I can feel him opening me with his fingers… I am still moaning, eyes closes, when I feel Dad raising between my legs, putting more pressure on my ankles to move my ass up. I open my eyes and I see him pointing his dick, fuck it even looks like a sting from here, to my hole. "No Dad wait, please! I beg. "Son, see how much you enjoyed my fingers, you will love this. You will even beg for it" "But you are way to big and positive…" "Big yes, but you ass will accommodate, as for the positive part, we discussed about it… but if you want I will not cum in your ass…" with that he push his piercing on my hole and starts pushing. I feel the cockhead stretching my hole… "Fuck that burns… I have the impression that your piercing is ripping me apart…" "Shhh, just push on me as if you were on the toilets. You will accommodate". I do as I am being told, until I scream as I feel a massive bit sliding into me "Shh that is okay. The head has entered, along with a bit… now comes the main event, I will push in little by little until you can feel my balls on your back". "Wait there is more to come?" "Oh yes Son, just look by yourself" he said as he push my ankles towards me to raise my ass… allowing me to see that Nothing is in me except the head… how many to go more… 10 inches ? "Shh, do not be afraid… I will be gentle - at first - until your beg for it" with that he resumes his thrust slowly while I am wincing with pain and fear… At some point he pauses… allowing me to adjust to the feelings of the size and scratching… "Is this it finally ?" "Euh ? ah no… halfway darling! halfway! I know I have quite a piece… but trust me, you will ask for more during the coming days!" and that said he resumed slowly. After about 5 minutes, he pauses again. I just felt split in half… "Alright, almost there son, next thrust might be a bit painful though but it is needed" and as warned, he just gave one final brutal thrust to push the 2 remaining inches while I could let a noise go as I was so in pain. He stayed that way, caressing my dick which went soft, stroking it. After a few minutes of attention, my cock stiffens and despite my sore hole due the girth and length in me, it seems the worst is over… Dad notice this and then starts withdrawing a bit and push back it, slapping his balls on my back, his eyes locked in mine. He goes on like this, every time doing longer strokes. Every time being a bit more powerful than the previous. "Are you alright Son ?" he asked as he almost withdraw totally, keeping only the head. "hmm, hmm" was my only reply, biting my lips, and then in one powerful thrust he just rams all his sting in me. My eyes widened by the shock of the move, the pain it triggers but also the jolt of pleasures sent by rubbing the prostate I suppose… "Fuck… " "You liked that, hum ? You want more fucking ?" he asked still looking at me with a mischievous smile. "Yes please"? "Please what ?" "Please fuck me more Dad ? "Hehe, you see, I told you would beg for my dick!" and then he started pistonning me with powerful thrust, each move causes pain and pleasures, but god I was Under the impression I will cum again without touching myself… I did not even though that was possible… "Do you like that son ?" "Yes, please go on Dad, I think you gonna make me cum…" "I bet I will !" he replied and then adding while keeping fucking the brain out of me "You know son that I am lubing your intestines with my potent precum now. Since I started thrusting into you, you already have my positive precum coating your insides. And you felt the piercing doing some work as well… So honestly, at your place I would just accept to be fully bred" "Wait what ? but you said you would withdraw" I manage to say between my moaning "I can withdraw Jay, I am just saying that from where I stand that would not change any thing in your 'chances', except to feel how to good to be filled in with cum!" as he continues pistonning me. I said Nothing, looking him in the eyes, accepting my fate… and the bliss growing in me every time he thrusts back in, until one last one "Oh fuck I am cumming" I yelled, my ass clamping dad's cock with every rope of cum that erupted from my cock... "Whoa the hell that is the best orgasm I had" I cried while Dad says "I will cum Son". In the bliss, I just closed my eyes and he rammed in one go as I felt he cock pulsating and erupting in me as he grunts. "Fuck I feel you filling me with your jizz" I commented "And does that feel ? You like me loading you me up ?" He asked with an evil grin. Despite his orgasm, he goes on ramming in me. "I think I do like that" I admitted, confused. "Well good because I have another one coming your way, hold tight Son!" he continues his frenetic movements for 5 minutes, and with another thrust, grunt and unload in me, before adding, panting "Oh fuck Son... I think I knock you up!" He withdraw slowly from my sore ass, until a "plop" is made when he is cock is completely out... I feel some cum leaking out of my hole and I look at Dad's meat and cannot help asking : "Why is it that reddish ?" "Oh this is our mixed flid. My precum, my cum and your blood but do not freak out, this is normal for your first time" he said calmy and reassuring and adding softly "and due to my piercing as well to be fair" Before I could react to I was said, Dad went on top of me, straddle me and put his dick on my lips "now open up Son, a good boy cleans the mess he has made" and without let me the time to protest he pushes his softening dick in my mouth. I taste my ass juice, the iron taste of blood and dad's cum. I looked up at him on top of me, seeing his satisfied look, while again being again in that submissive position. Well I was definetely not expecting that turns of even when seeking shelter here...

Well... chapter was ready yesterday, but I discovered the limit for the newbie in the number of posts ... Part 5 Stunned by what happened, I get up and go to my room and lay on the bed. I cannot stop thinking about what what I have done… what we have done… And still without thinking about it, I grab my cock, and start stroking it, as I am still rock hard from the blowjob I gave to my father. I am just rewinding the situation and how Dad oriented the distraction that led me on my knees swallowing his jizz. And then it hit be… I fucking swallowed a hiv positive load… this pushed over and I came, again several powerful rope landed on my chin… Fuck I would not think I could have that many powerful orgasms in such a short time… As I was gathering my thought, Dad appeared in the door frame: "Hey son, I wanted to check on you, making sure you are ok wi… "he started until he realized I just came over myself again "… oh it appears you are !" he finished with a grin entering the room. "Fuck Dad, could you not Knock on the door ?" "But I did Son! likely you were so tuned on that you did not hear it, and looking at the mess you have made, well I would not hold it against you" he replied promptly, while sit on the edge of the bed, his cock stiffening again. "Jay, did you enjoy the breakfast by the pool ?" he asked I was in a complete cognitive dissonance, struggling with my reasons screaming that he is my dad, and hiv positive on one side… but fuck that was hot and I cannot deny I enjoyed it and how easily my lust could take control… I gazed at him, thinking how to answer to his question, noticing he has quite a boner again. "I guess I did… despite everything…" "Despite what ? That I am your dad ? That I am poz ? That you cannot handle such a big dick ?" "Despite all of that yes…" I admitted, seeing him smiling at that confession and climbing on the bed, straddling me and sitting on my cum-covered body, so his dick was just inched away from my mouth… "What are you doing ???" I asked, lust and fear fighting in my head. "Well I thought you could train how to handle this tool. I know you want ask the question but are hesitating because that you freak you out. So my penis is about 11 inches long and 7 inched in girth. You already have you mouth over it, so you know how that last part feels. For the length, well that will be more difficult." I just froze hearing that. He was right this is freaking me out… How could any one take that… whether in mouth or ass without being torn… As I was thinking, Dad came closer and made his cockhead and piercing resting on my chin. "You know you want it Son" and again, as I was about to answer this assumption, he slid his cockhead, slowly but steadily in my mouth. Here I was again with my dad's cock in my mouth, but this time situation was more submissive that an hour earlier where I could away get up and go away… : I was sitting on the bed, Dad straddling me and pinning my head to the wall with his dick… What the fuck happened to me… Before I could think further Dad started again to rock his hips forward pushing slowly his cock in my mouth. "Open wide Jay, Watch your teeth but open wide you will see how good it is to submit to man's cock!" I try to do as I am told, but as he pushes forward, my gag reflex get in the way…He get out a bit. "DO not worry that is normal, the harder part to get the head past your throat, then will be okay" with that he resumed this going deeper, withdrawing when I start gagging… and then back at it. After 30minutes, my jaw starts to ached being so wide opened… I tried to look in my father's eyes… and what a view from below… I do not know how I look like from his point of view, but that should be quite a mess… "You are doing alright Jay. I can see you wetting eyes, yes it is a lot to take in, and likely to hurt your jaw now, but that will be easier next time. Just a little more and you would have taken it all". That said he pushed in one go the last inch in my mouth until my nose was crashed into his abs, and his balls hit my chin. "You have such a nice throat Jay! Just a few more minutes and I release" he said… With that he started to withdraw and go in my mouth and throat… Wait he was actually Fucking my mouth… shit, I could feel his length and girth with each stroke. While I tried to keep the position, my dad took my hand and press it against my throat "You feel this?" he asked. I nodded with my eyes "well this my cock and my piecing… yes it is going that far!" I widened my eyes in shock while I feel the cockhead is expanding in my throat and I have issues to breath "Yeah Son, I am shooting that protein load directly in your stomach this time" as a last thrust he kept me pinned to the wall, letting me feel his balls pulsating his load down my throat. He carefully withdraws and let it me catch a big breath… "Fuck Dad, that was too much… " "Nah you did good Son", he then go lower on me, until he had my cock in front of is mouth. "Now let me show you what a man mouth can really do. That cheating bitch of yours could not that." "No wait.. Daaaaad" as soon as he swallowed by modest cock (6 by 3 inches), I was in Heaven… and it seems Dad was giving me the full treatment, going all the way down… With that and the 30 minutes of facefucking he gave me, I just blew my load deep in his throat as well. He goes on making sure to swallow every drop that cames out leaving me out of breath. "You taste good son. So did Maria already give you this ?" "No definitely not…" "You see, I told you cock is better, as we know better how to please ourselves" "Well maybe, but for now, you are mainly pleasuring yourself , no ?" "What ? Are you telling that you are not all turned on by what I did ?" "Well yes, but I mean… you seems to be in control" "Well you seems to like to be controlled son" After some time, I had to admit : "Touché..." "And wait until you feel a man's cock ramming and breeding you, that is even more exciting" he just put that on so easily… Is he intending to fuck me ? I mean he only fuck raw, is positive and not on meds… he admitted it himself…

Been a long time cuming, but here's part 2. As the big guys orgasm subsided he lay his full weight on me. He began kissing me and I felt his cock slip for my hole and being replaced by a couple of fingers. My hole had been stretched to its limit by his thick cock my sphincter had given up trying to close up again. His fingers probed my hole roughly for a few moments, then he removed them and brought them to my mouth. I greedily took them in and tasted his seed and my arse juice. They tasted of pure man sex. I lapped at his fingers until I had cleaned them thoroughly. He then rolled onto his side. "Clean my cock" was all he said. I eagerly moved down and took him in my mouth. I took the cock that I hoped had pozzed me into my mouth and cleaned every mm of it. It was flaccid now, but still large. The taste was even better than his fingers. His sperm, my arse and testosterone. I cradled his large balls that had made the seed now inside me. After a few minutes he stood. "I hope it takes, your the first guy I've tried to impregnate after coming off my meds" He said. I watched as he walked away towards the door to the apartment. I remember thinking 'That is one hunk of man and he chose me receive his seed. I looked around the bedroom and saw a another couple fucking. One guy on his knees and the other banging him from behind, but I noticed they were both wearing red wristbands, so both poz. I watched them fucking while I took a few minutes rest and slid my finger into my hole which remained dilated. Deep in my hole there was a huge pool of fluid. I withdrew my fingers and saw that they were covered in thick lumpy sperm tinged with pink. I eagerly sucked at fingers and noticed the top who was fucking look over and smile. I was just about to get off the bed when the tall skinny guy I'd seen earlier come into the room. He looked even thinner than when I'd originally seen him. He looked at two guys fucking and they obviously knew him as they nodded to him and he in turn pointed at them with two fingers and and closed his thumb, like a kid does when using his hand as a gun. He saw me moved toward the bed. "Saw you being fucked by that big dude, guess your already pregnant by now. Want an HVL load in you? "Fuck, yes please" I said. He got on the bed and and I felt his body for the first time. I could feel that his ribs were covered with a thin layer of flesh. I ran hands down his torso to his pelvis and his hips. He no meat on his bones what so ever. His eyes were slightly yellow and clouded, as if they had a mist over them and appeared sunken into his skull. His face was very gaunt and his cheek bones prominent and sharp. All this made his large cock and balls appear even larger than they were. His was very thick and at least 9 or 10" fully erect. Together with his large balls they looked out of proportion with the rest of his body. "I need to plant my seed in you. You want it? I reached down and took his cock in my hand and pulled him towards me. His girth so large my hand wouldn't fit fully around it. "Yes please, I would be honoured to be bred by you" I said. "Well just in case the big guys seed didn't fertilise you, I'll make sure your pregnant " I was really turned on by this guy. His body and his words. I greedily took his huge cock in my mouth.and began sucking him. "I fucked another guy, but didn't cum so I have a big load of poz cum to get rid of" He said. I could tast the other guys arse on his cock. It made me feel even dirtier and hornier, which I didn't think was possible. I wanted this wasted, sick guy to fuck me senseless. He produced a bottle of poppers and removed the cap. He took a couple of snorts then handed them to me. I did the same and kept the bottle. He flipped me onto my front and mounted me. The poppers made me desperate to have him inside me. He entered me in one swift movement. Straight in and up to the hilt. I felt completely submissive as began to fuck me in earnest, pounding away at my already abused hole. After a few minutes he turned me over and fucked me from the front, my legs on his shoulders. He thrust hard. Harder than I thought someone with his physical condition would be capable of. My hands were around his wasted body. I could feel his ribs and his pelvis as he bucked. His cock deeper in me than anyone had been before. Sweat leaked from every pore in him and dripped onto me. He pounded me for a full 15 to 20 minutes before I saw in his face that he was about to shoot his toxic load into my receptive body. One more thrust deep inside me and I felt him cum. I swear his sperm was hot. I could feel it burning deep within my guts as it coated the insides of my body. He thrust again and even more of his seed was forced into me. I could feel my body trying to absorb it all but there was so much it was already saturated. His last thrust emptied him and his body shook in a kind of spasm before he collapsed, completely spent of energy and seed. I had never been fucked like this before or filled with burning hot man juice or in such a large quantity. I felt him almost collapse on me from his exertion and as his, non existent, stomach made only the slightest contact with my cock, which had been fully erect throughout the fucking, I shot a huge load between our bodies. He kissed me and our tongues entwined. My own cum felt great between our bodies moved together in the slow sexual gratification at the end of our coupling.

This is my 1st time writing about the 1st time I met Ms Tina and Ms Gina and how I ended up getting g used by 2 guys who had huge and thick cocks. This happened about 3 years ago and I was still somewhat new playing with other guys. I had probably been playing for 6 months. I played with a dozen or so guys and most of the time it is was getting oral and given some, I had probably fucked a few guys and got fucked twice so my experience(lack of) wasn't excited to talk about. I belong to a few sex sites (A4A,BBRTS, and MH). A little about myself I am in my mid 50's with short(balding) hair 5'7 150lbs and consider myself to be bi and versatile. My likes and into's are oral,rimming,fucking,kissing,lots of body contact,assplay,toys. Tend to be more wild than mild and prefer long sessions over quick ones, I am very open minded, open to suggestions and non-judgemental. Now that is out of the way here is what had happened when I met Ms Tina and Ms.Gina for the first time and how it lead me to being used by 2 guys who had huge thick cocks for their own sexual needs and desires. I received a message from a guy who's screen name was 2hugeandthick4u2handle. The heading on his profile said want to find out if it is 2hugeandthick4u2handle. He said that he was 62 years old 6'2 220 lbs with a smooth solid build and he was versatile he had a few pictures in his profile a couple pictures were of him shirtless he definitely had a smooth solid build and 1 picture face picture he was a good looking guy and well built for a guy in his early 60's. He lived about 5 miles away from me and he was able to host with notice. We had most of same likes and into's but he had a few more than I had. He sent me a message saying that he was looking to host and have some much needed fun over the weekend and wanted to know if I was interested and if I was to get back to him so we can set it up. I sent him a reply telling him that I didn't have anything planned as of right now for the weekend and that wouldn't mind meeting up and have some fun to. I told him from what I had seen and read it seemed that we had a lot of similar likes and into's when it comes to having fun and he was hot looking. With a smiley face I asked him if it really was 2hugeandthick4u2handle. He replied back saying that we should make plans for either Friday or Saturday night, then he said that is what he ends up finding out when other guys would show up and they start playing. I didn't want to waste either one of our time so I told him that I probably wasn't what he was looking for because I was fairly new to playing with other guys and I don't have a lot of experience playing with a guy with aaverage size cock nevermind a guy who is huge and thick then thanked him for the show of interest and the message. Thinking I wouldn't hear back from him. When he replied back I was kinda of shocked he said that he still wanted to meet up it didn't matter about how much experience I had he thought I was sexy and he liked my profile. He said if we do decide to meet up and have fun he wouldn't do anything that I didn't want to do he just wanted to a long hot sessions. Then he asked me what was the biggest that I have played with I told him probably about 6" and not really thick. I asked him why he wanted to know. He said that just wanted to know, then he said I just want you to know that his was much bigger than that and that it was really thick and if I didn't want to play with him he would understand but he hopes that we do play. I told him that I wanted to be upfront and honest with him that I didn't think that we would have that much fun because of my lack of experience and my hole was to tight and that I most likely wouldn't be able to handle even half of his cock in my mouth nevermind down my throat. And I hoped he found someone to have fun with. I went to log off when I got another message from him and he said that he understood and said thank you and signed out. I went to work the next day(Tuesday) and while I was at work I occasionally would think about the guy I had talked with even though he had a huge and thick cock everything he liked and what his into's were we had a lot in common and I really wanted to have some fun because I hadn't played in about a month and a half. When I got home from work I went to check for any messages I had received only 1 message and it was from him. He said that he really thought I was sexy and he really wanted to have fun with me and he wouldn't push or make me do anything that I didn't want to do he just wanted to have fun. I replied back saying even though he had a huge and thick and I wouldn't be able to handle it all or half of it we still had the same likes and into's and I really wanted to have some fun over the weekend so if he wanted to have fun we could. He replied right back and said that he wanted to and asked me what night would be better for me but he wanted to let me know that if we do play to except us to be playing for a long time and that there was no need to rush. We could start with having a couple drinks so we can get comfortable and get to know each other a little bit and if we decide to play then we will and if either one of us didn't want to we'll both go on our way and no one gets hurt. I told him that sounded like a good idea. Then I sent him my phone number and told him he can text me if he wanted to and logged off and went to bed. While I was at work the next day I got a message from a number I didn't recognize and when I checked it the message said that his name was Kevin and he was from BBRTS and his screen name was 2hugeandthick4u2handle) in his message he asked how my day was going and he just wanted to find out if I decided what night I wanted to play so he can make plans. I told that Friday night would be good and I asked him what time. He said Friday night works and he was thinking about meeting up around 7 and that we had as much time as we wanted. I told him that 7 is perfect then I asked him if he didn't mind could he send me a picture of his cock so I had an idea just how huge and thick he really was. He told me that he didn't have or liked to send pictures of his cock to other guys plus he likes to see the reaction on the guys face when they first seen his cock. Then he said that he would love to see my reaction and all he will tell me is really meant it when he told me that he was much bigger than 6" and that it really is thick with a fat mushroom head. We exchanged a few more messages throughout the day and the more that we texted the more he seemed like a cool person. We texted a few times during the night and talked about our jobs and what we like to do when not working and playing. I didn't hear anything from him during the day on Thursday so when I got home from work I sent him a text asking for his address. He texted me back with his address and said that we might not be able to play on Friday because a friend is came over to his house and that he needed a place to stay for a few days. If we did end meeting up we really didn't have to worry about him we wouldn't see or hear him because he would be in the spare room if I was ok with that. I told that I still wanted to meet up and he said ok then we will. He told me that he really couldn't talk right now and I should send him a text when I am leaving my house tomorrow night and I said ok. I got out of work early so I could pick up a few things that I needed to bring with me,so I stopped at the local sex shop and picked up some lube, poppers and cock rings. By the time I got home I was feeling tried because I had a rough day at work and I didn't get much sleep the night before I almost texted Kevin to tell him that I was to tried to meet up but I decided that I would go and stay for a couple hours and then go home and sleep i grabbed something to eat some took a shower and cleaned myself out. By the time I was finished it was time for me to leave so I sent Kevin a text telling him I was about to head to his place. He texted me back and said cool and that he was going to jump in the shower and he would see me soon. It took me a little longer than I expected because of the traffic to get to his place. When I got to his place I pulled into the driveway. His house was sitting away from the street and the closest house was pretty far away. I grabbed my overnight bag I had on a T-shirt and a pair of shorts I got out of the car and walked up to the front door and rang the doorbell. I waited for a few minutes and was just about to text him when I heard the lock on the door and when the door open I saw Kevin standing there with just a jock strap as he said I hope you weren't waiting to long he just got out of the shower and when he stuck his hand out to shake my hand and when we did I noticed how big his hand was and how long and fat his fingers were. When he opened the door wider and asked me to come in when I walked into the door and pass him I couldn't help but notice the huge massive bulge in the jock strap and then he closed and locked the door and told me to follow him. He didn't have a big house it was like a small but cozy cabin so when we walked into the living room it was kinda of small. There was a recliner chair in the corner of the living room a small bar on the other side of the room a big screen tv hanging off the wall and a small coffee table in front of the small 3 person couch. He asked if I wanted a beer and a shot. Normally I wouldn't take anything to drink from someone I had just met but I was able to see everything so I told him that would be fine. He picked up 2 shot glasses and filled them up. He had already had put some G in my glass but I didn't see it. Then he opened the small fridge and grabbed 2 beers. He handed me the shot glass and beer and sat down on the couch with me and held up his shot glass and said hopefully to a good night and we tapped each other's glass and down the shot and I chased it with a gulp from my beer. We had been talking I didn't realize that my beer was empty and when he saw that he asked if I wanted another beer and another shot I said sure as I handed him the glass. He put our shot glasses down and grabbed 2 more and filled them up and grabbed 2 more beers. Again we to our shot and I chased it down with the beer. I had probably been there for about 45 minutes and I started to feel real tired I just thought it was because I had a rough day and didn't get much sleep the night before so while we were talking I learned my head against the back of the couch listening and talking Kevin when I started to feel really warm and while Kevin was talking his voice had seemed to be further away but he was right next to me. My head was starting to spin and I was having trouble keeping my eyes from closing. I remember feeling something warm near my ear and hearing Kevin voice next to my ear asking me if I was ok. When I went to answer him I was slurring my words but I wanted to say that I just felt a little tired and that it was kinda hot. I felt my arms being pulled and when was sitting up I felt the bottom of my T-shirt being pulled up and then over my head as Kevin said let's take this off as he pulled it over my head and threw my T-shirt on the recliner and then he leaned me back against the back of the couch and then he sat on the edge of the coffee table and lifted my left leg up and took my sneaker off and then he took my other sneaker off. With my right leg still up and my foot in his hand I started to feel the top of my shorts being pulled down to my ankle and then the left leg of my shorts. When he pulled them down and then off he had my feet on the floor and my legs were somewhat spread open and he was sitting between my legs on the edge of the coffee table. My eyes were opening and closing and my head was spinning a little more and then I remember hearing someone(Dan Kevin's friend)talking but it wasn't Kevin's voice and then I felt the cushions on my right side going pushed down like someone was sitting on it and then I felt the samething on the left side. My ears felt they were muffled when I heard 2 voices and then I felt something under my chin and my head moving to my left. As my head was turned to my left I felt something covering my mouth and then it felt like my lungs were expanding and when I felt something warm and wet moving around and touching my tongue my mouth slowly started to open as I was starting to moan. I felt whatever was covering my mouth moved away and my head was being turned to my right and again I could feel my lungs expanding but this time they expanded more and I opened my mouth even more as I felt something long and fat in my mouth and I started moaning a little louder. I was moaning and my tongue dancing around with Dan's long fat tongue I felt someone's hand go on my left knee and my leg being pulled open. I don't know how long they were taking turns giving me shotguns while making out with me but when they stopped I never felt as horny as I was feeling right then when I felt my right leg being pulled open I just let it happen, Dan told me to open my mouth and then he stuck 2 of his fingers in my mouth and then he told me to take a sip and when I did I felt something slide down my throat(gave me a Molly) when he went to pull the glass away he had his mouth next to my ear and told me he gave me something to help me relax and then I let out a loud moan and both of my legs opened wider as Dan started to lick and suck on the area right behind my ear( a hot spot for me) and when he heard and saw my reaction he did it again and I kept moaning trying to turn my head away. As much as I wanted to fight them so they could stop my mind and body was reacting a totally different way and in a way I never had felt i felt like I wanted and needed both of to keep going and they did. As Dan was licking and sucking right behind my ear and my legs were spread open my eyes were rolling in the back of my head my hips shot up and my ass had lifted up and off the couch as I felt something wet in the crack of my ass and started to rub up against my hole when my hips shot up and my ass lifted off the couch I started moaning bite my lower lip as I felt something being pushed into my hole and then it stopped and I felt a burning sensation in my hole that my legs started to shake a bit and when the burning sensation slowly started to stop my legs opened wider and I started moaning louder as I felt something moving back and forth in my hole and when I slowly looked down through my eyes I saw Kevin's hand between my legs and his long fat middle finger in my hole as he started to move it a little faster and deeper. I felt Kevin's middle finger moving back and forth and as I was moaning he was going a little faster and my hole was getting a little wet. Dan turned my head towards him and we started making out then he put his on my and moved it and when he did I felt my hand on something soft and fat and when my hand started to move up and down I moaned into Dan's mouth realizing that my hand was wrapped on his soft big thick cock. I hadn't seen their cocks and when Dan wrapped my hand around his cock it felt really big and thick and it was soft and my hand could barely go around it.b By now the I was feeling the full affect from them shotgunning me putting g in my 2 drinks the molly and the piece of shard in my hole and I was really high and horny and they knew from my reaction. I felt my hips being grabbed and pulled out, now my lower back was on the end of the couch and my feet were up high and my knees were bent and I moaned louder as I felt Kevin stick his 2 long fat fingers back in my hole and was twisting and turning his long fat fingers moved back and forth in my hole. As I was feeling Kevin's 2 long fat fingers not only moved back and forth in my hole but I could feel my hole stretching while he was twisting and turning his 2 fingers. When I was pulled lower down on the couch the top of my head was barely on the back of the couch, I felt Dan move my hand off his soft long fat cock and then he stood up, I was trying to keep my eyes open but they felt heavy they were halfway closed when my head flopped to the right I saw something hanging down between Dan's thighs and I thought I was just imagining what I was seeing. Between his thighs was a huge thick soft cock with a fat mushroom head and he had to be a good 12" and almost as thick as a beer can. Like I said I was so high and horny I just thought I was seeing things I never thought any guy could be that huge and thick and it was soft but when I felt the cushions on both sides of me moving and when I slowly opened my eyes and looked up all I remember seeing fat inches from my mouth and then I remember seeing Dan put his hand around the fat head of his cock and squeezed it and when he did I felt a few drops on my lips as he began to rub both upper and lower lips. My lips were getting a little wet and sticky as Dan used the fat head of his cock to open my mouth. My eyes were rolling in the back of my head when my hips jerked up fast and hard as i felt Kevin's 2 long fat fingers still twisting and turning but he was faster and a little harder. When I felt that not only did my hips jerk up fast and hard but so did the of my head and when it did I felt the fat head of Dan's cock slide pass my lips and into my mouth. As quickly as my hips shot up they came down just as quick and when they did my eyes shot open as I felt Kevin's 2 long fat fingers go deeper and my hole started opening around his 2 fingers as they were back and forth. So when the back of my head lifted up and off the back of the couch and the fat head of Dan's cock go in my mouth I felt his hands go on the sides of my head and hold it somewhat tight and when my eyes shot open from feeling Kevin's fingers moving faster in my hole I saw Dan knees bending as he started moving his hips up and down as he started to fuck my mouth with the head of his cock. Once he started doing that and he had a good grip on the sides of my head he just kept going and even started to move his hips a little faster and deeper and moaned ohhhh yeaaaaa. Dan probably had a couple inches of his soft thick cock in my mouth when I felt the head start to get fatter and faster. When my eyes weren't closed or in the back of my head and I was looking up all I could see was Dan standing over me and him moving up and down as he held the sides of my head moaning something like oh yeah open up that tight mouth and throat of yours as he started moving my head back and forth as he started moving up and down faster and deeper. The head of his cock was getting fatter and faster it started to fill my mouth up I was having a little trouble focusing and breathing. As i could feel the fat head of Dan's now growing cock get fatter in my mouth I gasped when I felt the tips of his 2 fat long fingers rubbing on my prostate and my feet and legs started to shake. When I felt his 2 fingers rubbing up against my prostate and I gasped I sucked in kinda hard and when I did I sucked in the fat head of Dan's cock and started to gag and chock. When I started to gag and chock on the head of Dan's semi hard huge thick cock I put my hands on his upper thighs so I could push him back and when I went to push him back I didn't have the strength to do it but when I tried to all that happened was he moved in closer to me. Now my head was between his thighs and on the back of the couch and he closed his thighs on the sides my head and put his hands on the back of the couch and started going faster and deeper as he went back and forth in my mouth. Even though he was semi hard his cock was thick enough to fill my mouth and it made me to choke on the head even more as it was getting harder and thicker. As I started to gag and chock I remember hearing Dan telling me that he loves hearing and feeling guys gag and chock on his huge cock and he went faster and deeper, it looked like everything around me was starting to go dark then I moaned as I felt Kevin's slide his 2 long fat wet fingers out of my hole and put some lube in it and then I felt his index, middle and now his ring finger start going in my hole. When they did he was moving them around my hole and stretching it. As I was gagging and choking on Dan's semi hard huge thick cock and Kevin's 3 long fat fingers was stretching my hole open I tried to put my hands on Dan's thighs so I could stop him but he was to close to the back of the couch I couldn't put my arms up and that far back and my eyes started to get wet as I felt I was going to choke to death with his huge thick cock moving faster and deeper in my mouth and towards the back of my throat and then everything went black. Part 2 coming

Everyone … yes, even faggots … have a right to say no. im not a violent person. But if we were in a group and I heard someone tell you NO yet you didn’t respect that, I’d work my damndest to get you removed.

Shortly after this Valentine extravaganza for Louis my HIV specialist called me into his office. We normally met by video link, so I was quite concerned. His secretary wouldn’t give me any information about what the issue was, just that he wanted to see me for the first time ‘in-person.’ He gave me a through exam and then left the room to let me get dressed. When he returned, he had a grave look on his face and a stack of papers and pamphlets. He explained that he had been watching my liver function for years. It had shown some stress in the past to the toxicity of my HIV meds, but this distress and the counts had gone much higher than he liked in the last three months. That was the bad news. The good news was that there was a new experimental drug that was hoped to be less detrimental to the liver. I was eligible to be in the medical drug trial. Thus, the stack of consent forms and pamphlets. I chose to consent to the trial, and the first step was to go off meds completely for 8 months. I was assured that in my good health I could tolerate the med vacation. I chose not to tell Louis about this, at least not at the beginning of this medical intervention. I had no plans to see him over the next 6 months, so he had no need to know just yet. Three months in blood tests assured me I was now detectable for HIV. In fact, I now had quite a high viral load. I wasn’t worried about this because I was for all intent and purposes celibate. Well, other than my online jerk-off sessions with Louis. As the end of four months rolled around, I went into our nearest city for a three-day conference. The cutest mid-twenties cub energetically sat beside me on the first morning and immediately introduced himself as Trevor. By lunch Trevor and I had several chances to chat, and he invited me to go with him to his favorite lunch counter. This was in the gay village so he felt comfortable resting his hand on my thigh and leaning in to help me make my menu choice. The sharing between us was so natural and deep that we were ¾’s of an hour late getting back to the conference. At the afternoon break Trevor invited me out to dinner. At dinner his flirting ramped up to the point I couldn’t mistake. When he stated directly, “Will you come back to my place? I want you to fuck me Phil.” I figured it was time to tell him about Louis. “He sounds like a great guy. With him being a gay escort do you guys fuck safe? Really none of my business, but honestly, I am curious.” Reflected Trevor. “Um … we’ve barebacked from the start.” I confessed. “Cool. So, let’s go to my place and raw fuck.” Insistent Trevor. “But I have an on-line sex date with Louis in a half hour.” I pleaded. “Oh. I assumed you guys have an open relationship.” “We do.” “Has Louis ever watched you get fucked or fuck on these video dates? It would be so hot Phil.” “Actually, he has initiated me getting gang banged in a bathhouse and watched on video.” “That settles it. Let’s give him a show.” “I can’t just spring this on him.” As much as I was turned on and flattered by this young cub, I couldn’t breed him, and I certainly wasn’t ready to tell him why. “Then ask him through text. Take my picture and see what he thinks. Why not?” Trevor pleaded. Louis responded within seconds, “Fuckin A, it’s been to long since I saw you having sex. I’d love to see this cub breed your ass.” I texted back; “Trevor wants to bottom.” “Fuckin double A hon! Pump him full of your poz cum. Too bad it’s medicated.” Back from Louis. All the way to Trevor’s place I wracked my brain to figure out how I could get him to let me use a condom. I certainly didn’t want to tell him my current high viral status before I told Louis. I was not successful. Before I knew it we were making out in front of the computer camera and Louis was being quite verbal about his enjoyment. We were soon naked and toasting each other with shots. After four I was quite tipsy and having trouble remembering my plan, let alone struggling to remember I had a need of a plan. My plan didn’t include a condom … it was to pull out just before orgasm. Besides Trevor might be taking PreP and therefore be safe. But at this advanced stage of the sex, and with Louis watching and listening it just wouldn’t make sense to ask. Trevor fell back on his bed and pulled up his legs. I dove in and had a feast on his rose bud. After five minutes Louis was chanting, “Fuck him already, fuck him now!” As I watched my poisonous raw cock breach Trevor’s unsuspecting hole, I was so turned on I was afraid I would blast as I tried to push in. Thankfully with my racing thoughts I was able to hold off. ‘He must be on PreP, he didn’t even raise the question. That’s on him. Fuck this feels so good!.’ My balls were soon resting on his taint. “Fuck me Phil, fuck me hard! Your raw cock feels so fuckin good.” “Yeah, fuck him Phil. Give it to him like you give it to me. Pound his ass.” From Louis. As the pounding increased so did the volume of the encouragement. Then poppers entered into the equation and my head began to spin. I was amazed as I was headed toward the home stretch that I remembered my need and desire to pull out. Just as I was about to do so Trevor’s hands grabbed my ass and pulled me even deeper inside of him. My orgasm was monumental. Toxic spurt, after blast, after torrent coursed into his guts. I prayed he was on PreP. Louis was having his own orgasm; he was so turned on by our show. Trevor wanted me to stay the night, but I begged off exhausted and too frightened about what I might say. I talk in my sleep. Next morning Trevor was quick to claim the seat beside me again and was profusely thankful for the night before. I knew I needed to find a private moment to have the status talk and make sure he was indeed on PreP, but, when the moment arrived I was too frightened to do my part. We lunched at the same lunch bar. The only difference is we snuck into the restroom while waiting for our order and Trevor sucked me off. That night he came to my hotel room and fucked me silly. After he bred me deep he proclaimed; “My turn!” I flipped him on his back and quickly dumped another toxic load into his system. Lunch on day three of the conference saw us in the lunch counter restroom once again. Trevor emerged with another of my toxic loads up his ass, as well as that of another patron. I was now convinced that I didn’t need to say anything. He must either be poz or on PreP. He wasn’t asking anyone anything as he generously offered his ass. Our last night we skipped dinner and went directly to the bathhouse. We rented a room with a sling and never closed the door all night. I emerged in the wee hours of the morning with 7 stranger’s loads up my ass. Trevor only had one. My highly toxic load. We finally exchanged contact information and went our separate ways. Three weeks later all the blood drained from my face when an email from Trevor had the headline, ‘Are you toxic poz?!’ In the body of the message Trevor explained that two days before he had awoken in a puddle of sweat and burning up. He knew the other guy that had bred him in the restroom was negative. He was a friend and had confirmed the other guy’s status the day before. I was the only other guy that had bred him and could have infected him. He was angry, and wondered how I could not have told him. I instinctively knew an email response would not be able to communicate my level of remorse. Besides I felt a bit angry that he wasn’t taking on the responsibility he had shucked by not asking before we proceeded torawfuck. I arranged a trip into the city to see him. He quickly admitted he had some responsibility, but he had assumed we had established a great repour and I would have been open and honest with him. He also revealed that he had tried PreP in the past but hated the side effects. Besides, despite what it looked like, he really rarely had sex, and never with total strangers. We’d both made assumptions that made asses out of both of us. We parted amicably but with the clarity we would never meet again. I was so deeply full of remorse that I spilled the beans to Louis the next day. “Holy fuck! I recorded that breeding. I’ve jerked off to it many times. Knowing you’re pozing Trevor makes it even hotter. “ The only thing that bothered Louis was that I hadn’t infected him first. Louis sent me the video. The moment it started I was flooded with how good it felt to be with Trevor and how wonderful all the sex had been. As my toxic poz raw cock sank into his vulnerable ass I shot my load. I felt a bit guilty, but the deed had already been done and couldn't be undone. Knowing what resulted had me confused that it excited me so much. Uncharacteristically I blasted another load as I watched my climax pozzing his ass. Unfortunately I watched it 'split screen' with Louis. "See, I knew you'd fuckin love knocking someone up. Promise you'll do me next!" Louis crowed. "But we already know you are resistant Louis. I can breed you with my highly toxic load, but it won't do anything. " I complained. "Trust me. I know you are the only man that can give me what I want and need." Louis was proclaiming his love for me.

Part 4 I had a trouble night, waking up several times with dreams I cannot remember, but it appears that I woke up late in the morning with a wet-dream, my body soaked with sticky cum, on top of the dried one of yesterday... It appears I did not even wen under the bed sheets to sleep... fortunately otherwise they would also be soaked in cum... and still I have a morningwood. I decided do add a layer on top of what is already on me and grab my dick and stroke it... while doing so I cannot help myself remembering last night noises behind the wall, and my dad breeding that dude... that got me over the edge pretty quickly and I shot my load all over my belly and chest... God that felt good. At the same time, I hear knock on the door... "One sec'" fuck, I took the towel and do my best to wipe most of the cum I had on my and put it around my waist. I open the door and see Dad with only a loose and short shorts "Hi Son! I hope you had a restful night..." he started "ow it appears you also had some pleasure apparently" touching my face where I had dried cum then my torso where some fresh one was not wiped... took it on his fingers and tasted it "oops sorry, got carried away... boy of last night did not stay overnight and I cannot have a protein shot from the tap... oh come on Jay, don't be that stucked!" I was just here not able to say a word with what just happened... "Hi Dad, I know for your fuck of yesterday, I think I heard most of it and you sending him home..." I replied, more abruptly than I actually wanted... "Ow, sorry about that, I always forget how thin walls are... well anyway, it seems you also enjoyed yourself..." he sayed winking at me. "So would you share breakfast with your old man?" "Well let me have a shower first and I will join you yes". "alright son!, I dressed the table by the pool" with that he left me. I took my shower making sure I have no trace of cum on me. As I want to dress up, I notice that I have no more clean underwear in my luggage just some short on and a tank top i use for sport... well so be it. I put that on and go outside to meet Dad on the terrasse by the pool. The table was there, with pastries, fresh orange juice... well I had the impression to be at the hotel. Just when I was about to settle by the table, I was splashed from behind... "Fuck..." "Ow come on Son, that is just watter!" dad said laughing as he resumed his swimming... Still naked to what I notice. "Well it is just that I have no clean or dry clothes to wear now..." "Well just be naked then. I will put our stuff in the washing machine later today" I looked at my dad swimming breaststroke in the pool... well whatever.. I removed my short and top and put it on the chair back so they start drying and sit naked on the chair starting to serve me juice. As dad reached the end of the pool, he lifted his boy outside, the effort underlining his muscles... well for a man above fifty, he is quite in the shape... He turned then to me to walk to the table, and well shaped on this side as well, without mentionning... again...his dong oscillating. "Thank you for serving the juice Son!" he said as he grabs he glass and drinks it still up while my face is in front of his scrotch... "Admiring the view, huh ?" "Well, difficult to look elsewhere, as you seemed to stopped purposedly in from of me..." I said with a shy smile on my face. "May I ask a question ?" "Well sure, shoot!" he said as he sit on the chair next to me. "So I understood yesterday the guy litterally begged you for "gifting" him - that is word you used yesterday right while explaining ? - was it a kind of role play ?" "Oh you heard it all then!" he replied laughing "... well no I do not think that was roleplay... Well not from me, and he said he was negative not on Prep... so... he left with a highly possibility to convert." "well it is beyond my understanding..." I started, hesitating to continue... "But ?" "But that the sounds of last nights excited me... Well I think that is mainly because I was quite horny and did not have a fuck for several weeks now... but still" "But still it seems you are thinking about it, is that it ? "yeah... how do you know ?" "Well, first you had quite a load of cum this morning, so I think you thought about it more than once during the night, and it seems, this conversation is also arousing you a bit to what I see" as he nodded to my scotch with a grin "Fuck Dad! stop looking there, that is embarrassing" "Saying the guy who cannot stop staring at his old man penis when he walks by the pool ?" he replied embarrassing me even more, before adding "Do not be shy, if you want to see it, assume it! As I said, I usually wander naked at home, enjoy yourself!" These words aroused me more, though I do not understand why... it is my dad we are talking about. He grabbed his cock, and stirs it up "See ?!?" amused by my embarrassment "Fuck Dad, why are you playing with me, like this ? I mean, I came here because I was upset Maria cheated on me with my own boss, the very same that sent me abroad for ta business trip. then you explained to me that she looked to be 'pozzed' by revealing to me you are yourself positive and happy to share it with others... " I shouted. "Shh Jay! Calm down!" he started "I am 'just playing' with you. I wanted to distract you from Maria and your boss - which I hope I succeed to do". he said and after some pause added "and I want you to know it is not the end. I want you to know that some have desires that could be beyond our understanding at first, but that they should be judged as long as it is between consenting people" I starred at him... thinking about what he said, what happened the day before before replying "and so for you, walking fully naked around me and having quite verbal sex the next door to your son's is way to make me understand ?" "Well first I do not walk naked around you, I walked naked in my house, as per my sex activity, let just say I killed two birds with one stone. I very enjoyed myself, while distracting you. Admit it! Despite you towel this morning, you were still covered in cum when you open the door" he said with a grin... I was ashamed of the situation... Indeed he distracted me, indeed I came several time... what was happening to me... I turned my face to him, he look me deep in his eyes with a confident look... Catch by the sun reflection from his dick piercing, I lowed my gaze on his dick... "Well it seems that I am distracting you again... if you want to have a closer look, do not be shy!" he joked. My arousal took power over my mind and I stood up and I kneel between my Dad legs to have a closer look. My eyes alternating from dad eyes to his piercing. "Did it hurt" ? I asked. Somehow surprised, yet pleased by the initiative, Dad smiled. "Wow Son, it hurt a bit the few first days, but now, well it brings me lot of pleasure..." "what about the guy you have sex with ?" "Well, it varies, some enjoy it and it bring them jolts of pleasure... for other it seems more painful. You see this two balls on it ? Well if you touch them you will see they do not have the same texture, having different effect" my mind was completely lost... My dad just invited me to touch his cockhead piercing ? I raised my hands and fingers and fondle the two metal balls noticing that one was pretty smooth while the other one was sharply grooved. While realising that, I hear dad sigh as my fingers were also caressing his cockhead... In a matter of few seconds, it seems it went all mast, brushing my chin and starting leaking precum.... Dad open his eyes and looked at me, still kneeled in front of him. "Well what do I now with that ?" he asked with a grin. "Hm sorry, I did not mean to excite you...you invited me to scout for curiosity" "But you did... I told you to assume Jay! while I look at your own boner, I think you enjoy where you are now, aren't you ?" as I was about to reply, he took his cock in one hand, the back of my head in another one, and a I was opening to say something to object, he stuffed his cockhead in my mouth. "Now, assume your curiosity Son." I wanted this to stop but he was firmly maintaining by head on his dick, but at the same time, I felt my dick getting harder.. what the fuck was happening. I tasted the salty precum oozing from his piss slit. As I was not moving, he started to rock his hips up and down, sliding one or two inches or his cock in my mouth... I was actually sucking my Dad... this is fucking insane... but it seems my body would not move and is enjoying it while my brain is being completely bypassed... "You enjoy this, don't you, Son ?" he asked while I could not answer beside some muffled noise... "I was not expecting things evolving this way but I enjoy the view from here" he said, still rocking in and out his cock in mouth, while I raised my eyes to his and see the lust on his face. He kept going on like this, and at some point he added some pressure on the back of my head, forcing me to have more inches in my mouth... how could that be possible... that monster cannot go full length in me... He accelerated the rhythm and by doing so I felt more and more hi piercing hitting my palate. As his breathing accelerated, I started tasting more precum but also a bit of iron in my mouth... What is that new taste ? Without a second to think more about it, he push his cock up in mouth maintaining me firmly down on it while I feel his cock pulsating and erupting in my mouth, ropes after ropes of his cum. I am surprised by the taste, which is actually enjoyable. "Protein shake from the tap! Swallow it all, Son!" he ordered and jock forcing me to look him in the eyes while I still have his cock in my mouth. "Ho god, what an expected treat." He let go of me and I surprised my self licking his cockhead and swirling around the piercing with my tongue before releasing it and sitting. "Fuck Dad, what did you do..." "Nothing... you are the one who knelt in front of me. Well for a first time, that was quite good, Son." he claimed. Well I knelt indeed and touched him.. "First and last time!" "I do not think so, Son. Once you started tasting cock, you cannot get over it!" ... to continued

You gotta check in with the guy BEFORE you piss. People have different reactions to piss internally. Personally I want it ON ME (or up my ass) but NOT down my throat because it doesn't agree with me and gives me the runs. Not something you want when playing. I learned this lesson, so now I don't swallow piss. If someone pisses in my mouth I spit it out or give it to another pig. Everyone, even the most submissive cumdump has a right to limits and boundaries. Frankly, anyone who says they have no limits is someone you probably don't want to play with. You can push limits but crossing them when you've been told no is a deeply shitty thing to do.

Guys Uk Bi Lad Here ! I’m cut but love it when you have an uncut guy with a dirty cock love the scent it gives off when you open there underwear!! Then peeling there foreskin back to that full fishy pissy cummy cheese scent is heaven ! Also love the surprise of a bit of smegma !! I often will get it and rub it on my bellend

Hey guys, I'm a total cocksucker as well as a total bb btm, and I go to saunas/bathhouses a lot to do both. I've discovered a specific thing that can help with throat health after a sauna visit... [Edit: this is far from medical advice just something I have discovered that works for me!] Thing is, if you're sucking cock at a sauna, especially if you deep throat* or you do ass-to-mouth, you can't ever be sure where that cock's been, if it's been in undouched asses before sliding down your throat, and so on. I used to get throat infections so often (not STIs but the ick strep infections or tonsilitis that'd have me sick for days) and on antibios so often that the docs started talking about having a tonsilectomy. Just from sucking cock at saunas** Anyway the tip I have found is this: go for it, suck cock, deep throat, go wild. When you get home, gargle your throat with mouthwash, and gargle deep - relax your gag reflex to gargle it deep into your throat as well. It's weird at first, because it can foam or burn slightly (dilute with water if so), but you get used to it. I do this now when I get home from a sauna/bathhouse visit, and the morning after. Sometimes that evening too, but never more than three times (because of the slight burning can scratch your throat and damage it in a different way). I've been doing this for months now, and no more strep infections! 😄 Try it guys, see if it works for you. As I say, it's a bit weird at first, but better than strep. * I'm pretty good at deep throating like 85% of the time, but I still have a bit to learn about fully relaxing my gag reflex. Most of the time you can skullfuck/throatfuck me and I'm good. ** I mean I obviously didn't tell my doctor that, but I knew why. Yes this is a post with footnotes! 🤣

Three men used me as a dump and go cumslut today. I checked out my hole in front of a mirror and pushed out a large load onto my fingers then shoved them in my mouth. I could taste cum, spit and my bum juice and it tasted so good. I started fucking myself ass to mouth with 3 fingers then 4. I added my load into the mix then fist fucked myself. Punching cum into my hole and licking it off my fingers.

I sucked of the pastor at my church, he had a huge 11 inch dick and thick huge balls, he shot his huge load deep in my throat.. very similar to this pic..can't wait to do it again

It's amazing how many judgmental individuals there are on this Forum. You'd think they were Trumpsters........ There are plenty of guys out there who don't care one way or another if someone is partying, because they are attracted to the guy, who can meet expectations and provide a fun and SATISFYING experience. What amazes me is the number of bottoms and versatile bottoms who have this "holier than thou" attitude when in fact no one really cares what their opinion is, they are merely a place for the top to deposit his seed. They can shake their heads and say, "no, I can't be with someone who parties", what they don't realize is that time is running out and their options will diminish as they age. I wonder how they will feel on the subject in five or ten years, or if they will be scrolling through the "for pay" profiles on various hook up sites. So sad.....

Not sure if the ads on here helped but was a fun 48 hours in Blackpool. I went straight to the sauna when I arrived and within minutes had taken 2 loads 1 over the bench and 1 in the sling. It then went quiet so went for a massage which was fun and tasty. After another couple of hours the load count was 7. Time for a walk and a Grindr check, 3 visits to locals houses whilst on my walk made sure I kept topped up Dinner and snooze ready for a night in the hotel. I gabbed a drink and with only a hoody, joggers and jock on headed for the dark room and bend over the bench. It was quiet to start but 1 guy ventured in I heard his zip go and his cock slid in my lived up hole. I gripped him tight and he flooded my guts. “I’ll tell the others” was all he said. Over the next couple of hours 12 cocks came and dumped their loads, at one point tagteaming. like a good boy I decided time for bed so plugged my hole and fell asleep Next Morning after a massive breakfast a quick walk along the prom until the sauna opened. When I arrived there were plenty of horny guys older then me there, as I walked off to the play area I could here them discussing the bubble butt I had shown off as I walked through the lounge. It was not long before the first guy found me in the sling. “May I?” He asked “absolutely” I replied. He had a great cock and it stretched me good for the first of the morning. All the way through he was chatting just passing the time of day as though it was the most natural thing in the world. So hot! Before he came it was the important questions “is any one welcome” “do you ask any questions of them” “will you only take it raw” “are you on the pill” yes no yes no was all I responded as he said good boy he dumped his load my first of the morning. “Stay there” he said. I did as I was told. over the following 3 hours there was a constant flow of guys, I had to wipe the floor as I could t keep it all in and didn’t want anyone to slip over. Time for a coffee I was thirsty. As I sat in the lounge a guy whispered in my ear “hurry up slut I’m taking you to the shower if ur thirsty and then it’s breeding time” who was I to refuse? I lost count whilst I was in there but after 6 hours of almost constant use I needed dinner Then with my free pass back to the sauna for 4 more loads before going back to the hotel dark room. The bar and dark room was not as busy and only managed 5 loads. Then time for bed. I thought that’s it the following morning time to go home having lost count but a wild guess at 42 loads I thought a productive 48 hours. However I managed to sneak an extra load in on the way home as I pulled off the road in a good hidden layby for a pee! A horny bbc horny trucker asked if I fancied a walk in the woods, again who was I to refuse! So long story, sorry, but my last load was from a bbc trucker!

Nothing's worth pain, in my opinion. It's fun or it's not. If it's not, don't do it. That said, big dicks feel good. Get cleaned out so you can relax and slowly sit down on it. (As I do so, I like to think about how some guy once told me that sitting on it was the sluttiest looking position.) If it doesn't feel good, don't do it. I'd ride it like a pogo stick, but I'm an old slut.

Piss play never is expected. But it’s certainly a welcum component.,

Like most fetishes not as many men are into piss, as those who are into sucking and fucking. I'm going to say that drinking piss is not a requirement for a cocksucker.

I'm with most other guys here in this. I personally enjoy it when a top pisses in my mouth, but that should be negotiated before you start. It is a specific kink and no one should just assume the bottom will be ok with it. You should be able to say no if you don't want it. That being said, my first WS top didn't ask, just pissed. If he'd asked, I would have said no. As it turned out, I LOVED it.

I absolutely love when I top and after I’ve dropped a load inside my bottom pig, I take a nice long piss up his asshole. The mix of cum and piss is so hot!

😍😍😍 So fucking hot to be on my knees with my head in a urinal.

[think before following links] https://x.com/rossekings/status/1870819315458679233 who is the dad in the black baseball cap?

Last night was a fucking mess, and I’m still feeling it. I’ve got this side gig cleaning the gym after hours. Was mopping the locker room floor when this guy strolled in, ripped forearms and a towel barely clinging to his hips. He’d been lifting, sweat still rolling down his chest, and he caught me staring. Didn’t say shit, just smirked and jerked his head toward the showers like it was a dare. I dropped the mop, followed him in. The steam hit me first, thick and hot, curling around us as he kicked the door shut. He didn’t waste time—shoved me chest-first against the slick tiles, my palms slapping the wall to brace myself. Water sprayed down, soaking my shirt, plastering it to my skin as he yanked my jeans down past my thighs. His hands were rough, calloused, digging into my hips hard enough to bruise, and I could feel his dick pressing against me, thick and heavy, already slick with pre-cum. He growled something I couldn’t catch over the hiss of the shower, then spat into his hand, working it over himself before lining up. No warmup, no bullshit—he pushed in fast, stretching me open with a burn that made my knees buckle. I bit my lip hard enough to taste blood, groaning as he bottomed out, his balls slapping against me. The pace was brutal, each thrust slamming me into the wall, tiles cold against my cheek while the hot water scalded my back. His grip tightened, one hand sliding up to fist my hair, yanking my head back so he could bite at my neck—fucking animal. I pushed back into him, meeting every snap of his hips, the wet slap of skin on skin filling the room. My dick was throbbing, leaking onto the floor, and he reached around, jerking me off with a rough, uneven rhythm that had me seeing stars. He was grunting like a beast, breath hot and ragged against my ear, and I could feel him swelling inside me, getting close. “Take it,” he snarled, and then he slammed in deep, unloading with a shudder—hot, thick spurts painting my insides as he kept pumping, milking every drop. My own release hit like a freight train, spilling over his fist and down my legs, mixing with the water swirling around the drain. He didn’t pull out right away, just stayed there, panting, his weight pinning me until he finally stepped back. I turned around, legs shaky, and saw him grin—teeth white against the red mark he’d left on my throat. He rinsed off, tossed the towel over his shoulder, and walked out without a word. Drove home with the windows down, cum still dripping down my thigh, the ache settling in deep. Neck’s bruised to hell today, and I can’t stop replaying it.

Chapter 2 My mind was in a warm, horny mess. The furry, muscled daddy kept barebacking me, groaning and grinding as my wet slippery hole spasmed around him. The slam had me euphoric and begging for his cock, even as I felt it stretch open my cunt, and over the sounds of our sloppy fucking, his deep uncontrolled grunts as he owned his masculinity by barebacking me. Slowly, he began pushing me forward, his staccato-esque pounding increasing in fervour, and soon, he had a leg up on the bed. This allowed his plunges into my cunt to reach depths that had me scream out, forcing him to push my face down and growl "Not that loud, slut. Bite down into the pillow, and scream out." I whimpered, shakily and nodded, lost in a euphoric trance. He began to slow down and I relaxed with him, my moans going from shrill to soft sighs. His hands slid over my back and casually slid over my neck, and quickly, he lifted his other leg onto the bed. "Relax for me, baby. This next fuck will be intense." I felt his weight on my large ass cheeks, his hairy, sweaty groin spreading them open, our bodies linking up electrically. He leaned into me further, his thick, soaked chest hair cooling me. "Spread your legs, baby. open wide. Daddy's going to fill you up good." The anticipation of his cum had me more turned on than I could express. Spurts of clear, watery cum kept pouring out of my soft cock, and with his instruction, I spread my legs, feeling him push in deeper. He pressed my face into the bed, and slowly pulled out, releasing wet pops from my hole. His fingers tightened around my neck, and without warning he plunged in hard, and again, and again. A croak escaped my mouth as he battered my hole, his cock pistoning in and out of me and a rumble emerging from him. My fingers wrapped into tight balls as I clutched the bedcover, both loving and agonising over his fucking. Sweat and slime draped my raw-dogged cunt, his pubic hair burning the lips of my cunt as he pounded me out. His hands kept tightening around my neck, as he fucked me and from the corner of my eye, I watched the large mirror beside us. There we were, on the white sheets of the bed. Me, legs akimbo, face down and a blurred, body rippling, and him, a man mad with primal lust. his head was upturned, mouth open, back arched and legs crossed as he fucked my hole deeper with every second. His muscles were taut and from here, I could see that he was covered with glitters of sweat emerging from his copious fur, clinging to his beautiful musculature, a vision to behold. A guttural howl escaped his lips and each slap into me was hard, and angry, showering me in all the sweat that clung to his body, while spots began to appear in my vision. "I'm going to cum." He whispered, tight with control. I didn't know what to feel other than bliss, and non-existence. At that moment, I was his hole, and I would do anything to make sure that his cum would slather my insides. "I'M CUMMING YOU FUCKING SLUT!" He bellowed, followed by a rising scream. His final lunges were echoes with deep roars from him, and as the last bits of air began to escape from me, his body jerked over me, and I felt it. Each convulsion was followed by angry, intense groans, and he finished with "Take my poz cum, slut." I didn't react negatively to this, but it spurred me on, opening myself up to him in every possible way. I always wanted to have a poz man breed me. That was the true lack of inhibition. The joy of toxic cum branding my sore, puffy cunt. A thick, explosive burst of rich cum spurted deep inside me, and as his clasp over my neck relaxed, I could smell his orgasm. There was something about the smell of cum, musky, and strong that had me burst out, releasing gushes of liquid out of my slowly hardening cock. He laughed, his voice huskier, weaker. "That was beautiful, baby." He pulled out gently, pulling me up, and releasing his cock from the confines of my cum filled man cunt. His fingers traced the edges of my swollen hole and slid in, making me gasp and they slid out, doused in thick, whitish liquid. He moved my face towards and slipped his fingers in my mouth, making me taste him, my hole and looked into my eyes with an intensity I couldn't describe. It was animalistic like he had claimed me. I shuddered at the thought of being his. He turned me slowly and in a raspy voice whispered into my ear "Clean me, slut." My legs slid onto the floor and the blood rushed up to my head, making me totter around for a second. He held me, despite my skin being slippery and rose to a kneeling position on the bed. He then leaned back his throbbing manhood rising above the thicket of his wet fur like a tower of male dominance over me, like it was symbolic in some religious way. His cock rose In the amber light was still hard, now wet and sticky with our combined fluid. I didn't hesitate. I took him in entirely, down to the root, lips clasped over my teeth. I wanted to show him what I was good at. I went down slow, relishing the taste of us on his thick, can-sized cock and watching his head pitch back, moaning. The meth/molly had a second burst in me as my blood rushed to my head, and with it, awareness of every vein, even muscle, and the scent of his rich cum, sending me in a non-stop motion of suctioned sucking, my tongue lapping over his blood filled member. "Yesssss," he whispered into the ceiling arching his buttocks forward and feeding this thickening cock into my gullet. Saliva escaped with his emerging cock, and with it, any thought in my head for air. He held me still and slipped his tumescent cock out of my hot, steaming mouth and looked at me, his eyes dark again. He wanted to fuck me, once more. Maybe he saw the thought form in my head and his dominant side awakened; he clasped my head in both hands and began to face fuck me ignoring my gags as he hissed. I made it a habit, high or not, to always cover my teeth when a cock touched my lips, and he was loving it. I patted his thigh with urgency, begging him to release me as I couldn't breathe but he didn't seem to care. His body smelled breathtaking in a rich, thick pheromone-like haze, and as I looked at him, he looked at me, and snarled, his canines glinting in the light. He was in bliss. Eyes rolling up, with whatever strength I had left, I pushed his groin off my face, gasping hard as his saliva-covered cock slapped into my face. As I breathed in, another rush of blood brought the slam back up, and in a second, we were at it again. This is what he meant by letting go. The intensity, the strength of the slam had me in awe. At this point, anything he wanted, I would do. Just to feel that rush. X-------------------------------------X Hey Guys! The week has been a bit hectic with work, and I'm a bit ill. I hope this will suffice for now, I'll resume the chapter in a few more days. Thank you for the positive responses! He kindly looked like this, sans the tattoos. Well, except one. And hairier.

I could barely breathe beneath the thrusting old man as he worked his cock in me. Simon fed me poppers and I was lost in a swirl of lust and fear and excitement. I could feel the cock in me swell and harden and the thrusts becoming more brutal and urgent. Simon sensed it too and caressed my face. "He wants you to cum up him, David." "He...he..does?" Gasped David. "That's right isn't it, Ian? You want his dirty cum up you?" I could only gasp and keep sucking Simon's cock, giving myself up to it. I knew what would happen, knew they were going to poz me and yet...and yet... Taking my silence for acquiescence, David began to gasp with pleasure then he gave a great cry of release. His cock throbbed in me as he shot his dirty load up me and then sagged on top of me, his heart pounding against my back. "There, " whispered Simon. "Just relax. It's in you now. His cum is up inside you doing its job. Let it take for a minute, then I'm going to fuck you. Doesn't that feel better?" He raised my head and smiled at me. I looked into his eyes and nodded. "Thank you" I whispered .....

Hope this isn't going to be too long for people to read but want to share my recent first time and know what others may think about it. I'm married and occasionally suck cock because of experiences many years ago which i have posted here before. As I am married I don't get much opportunity. Back in May on the bank holiday we had for the Kings coronation I had the opportunity to go out on my own. I got on my hookup app and soon had the interest of a mature top couple and after a few messages I was driving to their home to suck them both. When I arrived I was asked if I would be ok being hooded and plugged. I'd never done anything like that before but my sub brain was already kicking in and I said yes without really thinking about it. They were both well built men in their late 50s or early 60s but both quite fit. Once I had agreed they were quite forceful in telling me to undress. Once I was naked I had a rough hood put over my head. It wasn't tight fitting so it wasn't too scary but there was only a large hole for my mouth and i couldnt see anything. I was then told to kneel and get on all fours. I felt a cold slippy feeling around my bum and felt a buttplug being pushed in. I'd never been plugged before but it went in ok and i felt quite excited by it. I was then told to straighten up but remain kneeling and i was aware of a cock in front of my mouth demanding my attention. I went straight to it. Hands and mouth. Taking it deep, sucking hard. I started to hear lots of verbal abuse which motivated me more onto that beautiful large and hard cock and i received a good throatfucking and took his load deep without tasting. I could feel hands caressing my balls from underneath and behind and was aware that i had quite an erection myself. They were talking to each other about me. Calling me a slut and a little whore. They said i wanted fucking. I didn't say no. I just remained quiet and at their service. The plug waa removed and i felt the cocl at my hole. I was extremely nervous and worried about embarassing myself. The cock pushed in a long way helped by the lube left by the plug and i was being fucked for the first time. Bare cock in my ass taking what he wanted. I was his slut and his cock whore and i loved it. To be honest my heart is still thumping nearly 3 months later. I suppose i even may have been filmed, but they seemed like ok guys. I hope they liked what i gave.

I love this. At times like this I love to describe myself as "a bitch in heat", but for so many reasons, "the frenzy" speaks so deeply, sits so well with me. It's a word so close to "ecstasy" in its truest, original sense of wildness and beyond-ness. I love it.

Young Timmy is going to have a great time being in the brotherhood and enjoy whatever happens during various events especially each anniversary of his fuck flu. I felt really horny and wanted to join in.

Hope there will be more, love it

I'd say mid-60s. I'd doubt that too many Plymouth Valiant station wagons (car on the left) made it past 1970 or 1971. (I can be easily persuaded otherwise.)

This one?

Let a hot guy with a scorpion tattoo on his right arm fuck me, not sure if he bred me, was playing in a group. Afterwards stopped at the rest stop and took this hung uncut Latinos load. Was fucking hot. At home looking for more loads now. 😈

Love the used condom play!

I am has a similar experience with my parish priest. We used to use the confessional as our private GH. He would slide his cock through the screen and I would bless him with my mouth over and over until he blew his holy load down my throat. He would then drop his pants and I would put a load up his ass. It was amazing!

I was seeing a client who wanted a 1.5 hour session, which you know is guaranteed to be full blown sex (I’m a masseur who does erotic too). Massage went great, and towards the end I started turning up the heat. A lot of accidental hole touches, his cock laying out between his legs. Got some moans out of all this. So I slicked up my cock and began positioning him so I could fuck him. Suddenly he said “no, I don’t get fucked” and rolled me on my back and just slid in before I could really react. Clients NEVER want to fuck me. They come to me to get fucked. But this guy was just driving into me, nailing my prostate and I about lost my mind. Suddenly he just yelled FUCK and completely unloaded in me. It was so much my hole felt like a warm flood. And I blew a load myself almost at once. I’m supposed to see him again tomorrow.

Simon scooted back along the bench until his back was against the wall. His face was in shadow but I could see his eyes shining in the gloom. He indicated his cock which rose against his thin belly and spread his legs. "Come and suck it," He said. I moved over on my belly, got between his legs and held his cock. I dipped my head and began to lick the head which was slimey with pre cum. "Nice," He breathed and produced some poppers. I heard him take a sniff, then the bottle was pressed to my nose. I inhaled and sagged with lust as the chemical swept through me. I felt David's boney fingers spreading my buttocks, probe my arsehole and smear lube into it. Simon held my head, stroking my hair as I sucked his cock and fondled his balls. Then I felt David's heavy body move on to my back and his arms went under my armpits. His cock was pressed between my buttocks, probing me as he stuck his tongue in my ear. I heard a moan and realised it was me. What was I doing? I knew it was wrong, yet it felt so exciting. "Fuck him, David " whispered Simon. "You know he wants it." David shifted his hips and suddenly his cock slid into me in a glorious, slippery rush. I was impaled on the cold PVC bench, unable to move as his heavy body began to move in rippling thrusts and his cock slid deliciously in and out. "There we go, "Whispered Simon. "He's in you now. Doesn't it feel good to take his nasty cock?"...

I sat on the bench with the old man and reached for his cock. It was firm and greasy to the touch. He grunted and pushed my head forward and down until the mushroom head slid between my lips. The tip was wet and salty and the shaft was slippery and hot. From the corner of my eye I saw the guy shove his cock hard up my friend's arse and cry out as he came in him. I came up for air as he got off the supine body, a drool of sperm leaking from his puffy hole. The man got up and left without a word. Simon - I remembered his name now - came and sat the other side of me. His long thin cock was half hard against his thigh as he reached for my erection and began to rub it gently in his fist. "'ain't seen you in a while, " He said ."Ian isn't it?" I nodded as his friend David nuzzled my face, turning my head and planting his lips on mine. His tongue explored my mouth and I began to squirm with excitement. "You poz yet?" Whispered Simon in my ear. I escaped David's kiss and shook my head as the breath caught in my chest with excitement. "David is poz like me. Did you like sucking his poz cock?"" Simon's hand reached under my balls and his finger probed the wetness in my arsehole. "Hmmm. Seems like you have been a naughty boy already though!" This was getting heavy. I knew the risks of fucking with strangers in this place, but here I was playing with two men I actually knew were poz. The sensation was on another level - excitement mixed with fear. Wanting to walk away and be sensible and wanting to give into them and to the darkness in my mind. I was panting with emotion. He took my hand and put it on his thickening cock. "I remember our little chat last time. You wouldn't play, but I could see it turned you on. The thought of getting pregnant with my cum, eh?" I should go. I thought. I really should. But I didn't move. David produced some poppers. The small space filled with aroma when he took off the cap. He sniffed it, then offered me the bottle. I hesitated, then took a sniff. "Oh, wow!" I said as the poppers swept through me and I felt the liquid lust in my veins and my control going.....

Once I sniff poppers then al bets are off.

People usually forget that the twelve days of Christmas actually start on December 25th. Growing up in a Catholic household, that was drilled into my brain. I had grown up in a white collar family just outside of St. Louis and knew the importance of family, friends, and obedience (at least how my parents thought I should be.) I had no idea that this one Christmas would change the trajectory of my life forever. Growing up I wasn’t anyone special. My love of books and music didn’t do much to help me develop muscle, but an insane mother made sure I didn’t put on weight. A 6’2” skinny twink with brown hair and grey eyes wasn’t anything devastatingly beautiful, but I wasn’t horrible either. My glasses made me look smart, and I had a bad habit that most tall and gangly people have of hunching over to make myself seem smaller. My friends all called me Jordy, and I was lucky this year because my eighteenth birthday fell on the same day as Thanksgiving. I did alright in school and had plans to major in psychology once I graduated high school. My other siblings were all younger, two brothers and a sister. My parents had been together for twenty years at this point and were making ends meet, though they were becoming increasingly religious and conservative. I had realized my sexuality when I was in the fourth grade and the boys were talking about the girls in ways that I knew I thought about the boys. Being artistic didn’t do anything to temper the teasing, and my friends had always been girls until I was a sophomore in high school. Chett was a hunk of a man and a year ahead of me in school. As cliché as it is to say, he was the star soccer player who somehow managed to be at home with the jocks, get good grades, and have everyone fall in love with him. I certainly wasn’t immune to his spell, and after being assigned a locker next to his at the beginning of the year, we started talking regularly. He seemed effortlessly beautiful — the definition of tall, dark, and handsome; his hair was always perfect, his posture was immaculate, and he managed to utterly charm me from the moment he spoke. He seemed to have always had a girl on his arms while prowling the halls in school, but when we met up it was just the two of us. I didn’t question his motives — he couldn’t be gay, anyway. We stayed friends during the rest of his time in high school and even kept in touch when he went off to play soccer in college at Columbia. Before Chett left for college, we made a pact to stay in each other’s lives. I kind of let my side of that bargain down a bit when the pressure of applying for colleges, competing for scholarships, and the academic load in school got to be a lot. I managed to follow along with his soccer season, thought, and was pleased that he got some significant playing time as a freshman. We promised each other that we would meet up while he was home for the holidays. We finally caught up with each other by texting all through Thanksgiving. He and some of his friends were staying in New York for the parade while I was stuck in Missouri. I spent the entire day glued to my phone bantering with him about everything. It was after I had been stuffed with turkey and off to bed when I got a message from him. HOPE YOU HAD A GREAT 18TH BIRTHDAY. LOOKING FORWARD TO SEEING YOU WHEN I AM HOME FOR CHRISTMAS THIS YEAR. I HAVE SO MUCH TO GET YOU CAUGHT UP WITH AND HAVE A GIFT I WANT TO GIVE YOU, TOO! His message did something to me inside — the fact that he still cared about me and made me feel special was something that I couldn’t really believe. I sent back a text in reply: THAT MEANS SO MUCH COMING FROM YOU. I CAN’T WAIT TO SEE YOU AND HEAR ALL ABOUT WHAT YOU HAVE BEEN UP TO. I WILL NEED TO THINK OF SOMETHING GOOD TO GIVE YOU, TOO. His response was the last message I got before falling asleep that night: DON’T WORRY, I KNOW THAT SEEING YOU WILL BE ALL THE GIFT I NEED. * * * * * * Leading up to the holidays, it was even more hectic than usual. My parents were going all out to make this the “last Christmas all the kids are together” a special treat. I thought I had been busy with school before, but now I was trying to cram in scholarship applications with baking cookies with my mother, decorating the house, hanging lights with my dad and just generally running around in last minute preparation. Chett stayed in touch trying to set up a time to get together, and eventually we landed on after Midnight Mass Christmas Day. Christmas Eve was crazy as usual with lots of extended family over, big meal, and general frivolity. At ten-thirty I got up to head to church to sing with the choir while the rest of my family piled into their pew at eleven to listen to the prelude music. We sang for Midnight Mass, wished everyone a Merry Christmas, and the rest of the family got ready to go. I caught my mom as she was about to get in the car, “Hey, my friend Chett is back from college and is wondering if we can hang out for a bit tonight. I’m amped up from performing and am not really tired.” She seemed exhausted and distracted and just said, “Fine, just remember that you have to be awake tomorrow morning to do presents at 9:00.” I gave her a swift kiss on the cheek before she shut the door and drove away. My phone was in my hand before I could blink and I typed out: WHERE DO YOU WANT TO MEET? I got an immediate reply: COME TO FIELD FOUR AT THE OLD RIVERFRONT PARK. It was a short three minute drive to the deserted park grounds at the riverfront. Field four was the largest of the soccer pitches where Chett had played his games in high school. I could barely make out a tall figure at center field when I parked my car and pulled on a jacket to fend off the cool breeze on this unseasonably warm Christmas. Chett must have heard the car door slam because he whipped around and started sprinting toward me. We caught each other in a massive embrace and all the butterflies I kept in my chest took flight. After holding each other for what felt like minutes we pulled away and looked at each other in the faded light of the lamps on the perimeter fence. “Fuck, you look amazing!” Flew out of my mouth before I could stop myself. And he did. College had agreed with Chett and he seemed to be more of a man than he was before he left. His body a little harder, more angular. His hair was still perfectly coiffed, but a little longer. Some rebellious studs glinting in the dim lights in his ears. I really couldn’t believe how gorgeous he was. “Haha! You look just the same — how you don’t put on weight, I will never know.” I saw his eyes rake my body hidden under my jacket and dress slacks. “Up you get!” I was taken by surprise when Chett lunged for my legs and effortlessly picked me up and carried me back onto the field into the center circle. I kept giggling and couldn’t help feel a bit overwhelmed by this incredible specimen who wanted to spend time with me. What I could give him in friendship, I really didn’t know. Instead of putting me back down feet-first onto the grass, he spun me around and cradled me in a position almost like I was being dipped at a dance. My eyes widened in surprise as I caught a hungry, yet tender gleam in his eyes, framed by his glorious hair before he leaned down and planted his lips firmly on mine. If he hadn’t been holding me, I would have completely collapsed in a puddle on that field. Instead, he held me tight as the most beautiful boy I had ever known gave me my first kiss. My body short-circuited and I was feeling completely overwhelmed. Our lips working together, parting to allow our tongues to dance — it all seemed so natural and so all-consuming. After what felt like days of being in each other’s embrace, we came up for air and I searched his eyes for an explanation. “Don’t worry about it Jordy,” he said. “I have been wanting to do that with you since I first saw you trying to stuff your backpack into that locker your first day of sophomore year. I hadn’t ever thought about anyone like that before, and I was just worried that you wouldn’t want anything to do with me if I came out and asked.” My brain was still trying to catch up with what had just happened, and the thought that he wanted me just couldn’t compute. “You’ve wanted me for years?” “Yeah, I didn’t really know how to say it when we were in high school and I was so worried about being judged by the other guys on the team. So I didn’t say anything until I got to college. When I was there, the first few days of practice I saw that the guys just didn’t give a shit and they wanted us all to be happy. When you were so busy, I knew I couldn’t add any pressure on your life, so I met up with a few guys off the apps and started exploring.” I was looking at Chett with a whole new light. This man had gone from being cool and attractive to being so sexy I couldn’t stand it. “Wow! Sounds like college has been a great experience for you so far!” “I can’t really complain. I have learned a lot about myself and feel like I’m ready to be out there in public as the full me.” I craned my neck up to kiss him. “You have no idea how long this has been a dream of mine that I thought would never come true.” Chett’s eyes glinted at my admission. “Well, I have to give you your Christmas gift, then!” In another amazing display of athletic prowess, he flipped my body over and slowly lowered me down onto all fours. Without any ceremony (or care for the poor button on my trousers) he pulled my pants and underwear over my ass and down to my knees, exposing the skin on my back and my raging hard cock to the cool night air. I inhaled instinctively with the temperature change and unsure how to react. That quickly melted away, however, when I felt something warm and wet begin to probe the crack hiding my hole. I was gurgling nonsense sounds as Chett slowly plied my cheeks apart and began licking and slobbering all over my puckering hole. If I hadn’t known before, it was this moment that I realized that this man could do whatever he wanted with me and I would be more than happy to oblige. As his mouth and tongue made slurping noises and I felt the area between my cheeks becoming slick with spit, another jingling sound of a belt being loosened joined the chorus. I am about to get fucked, I realized. A switch flipped in my brain and I leaned the front of my chest down to the grass and felt a state of total euphoria and relaxation take over my body. As that sensation swept down my spine, I could feel my ass unclench and allow Chett’s tongue deeper access to the inside of my hole. With a little whimper, I felt him tear his face away and heard more jingling as he took his pants off over his shoes and tossed them outside the circle. One more trickle of spit I felt as I heard him slowly jerk himself off. When the head of his penis finally hit the crack of my ass, it didn’t feel right. It felt heavy and cold. I heard a little amused huff from behind me, “looks like you found out where my other piercing is.” Fuck, he had a piercing in his dick?!?! What the hell did that look like? I tried to turn my head to look back at him, and all I saw was the root of his dick disappearing into trimmed pubes and a maniacal expression on his face as he gently rocked his dick up and down my ass crack. “Do you want me to give you my gift?” I kept whimpering because I had never wanted anything as much as I wanted him in this moment. “Yes, if you take my virginity in exchange.” That did something to him and he switched from teasing me to starting to push himself inside. I wish that I could claim to be an incredible bottom and say how easy it was that he was able to slide right in, but my hole was not that experienced. I felt his Prince Albert piercing stretch my hole to the breaking point before the head of his dick was in me, and several seconds of panicked panting took over until he rubbed my back and commanded me to take deep breaths. He continued to invade my hole and the stretching and small pops of pain continued until he was completely buried and I could feel his pubes itching my taint. I had never felt so accomplished as having taken this boys’s entire cock. I was flushed with the thought that we were physically linked in this moment, and the emptiness when he started to pull out made me meow in disappointment. He huffed another amused breath, “don’t worry, I am just about to show you what being fucked feels like.” He suddenly threw his weight on top of me, causing his dick to be firmly planted past my second hole as I screamed — my body was completely overwhelmed with sensation as I was slammed flat onto the grass. From that moment on, it was a sprint of breathless fucking for what seemed hours. The prone position meant his dick was jackhammering my prostate while he was practically performing pushups over my back. Beads of sweat slid across my body under my clothes and I felt my head being peppered with sweat from his body towering above me. I have never felt more alive than in that moment. After what could only have been a few minutes Chett’s huffing became faster and his thrusts less regular and feeling almost desperate. His growls in my ear were replaced with higher pitched, breathy tones of, “oh fuck, oh fuck, you want this?” All I could respond was earnestly nodding, not trusting my breath to make any sound. My poor dick was overstimulated between the grass tickling it and my prostate being pounded, and I felt the orgasm wash over me without even a helping hand. He kept pounding away for a couple of more seconds while his cock seemed to expand inside of me before he thrust deeper into me than he had before and collapsed on top of me. I could feel the pulsing in my hole of what had to be a record number of cumshots while he felt limp and spent above me. After recovering enough control so that I could speak again, I turned my head to look at the side of Chett’s face as he lay across my back and just whispered, “I think I love everything about you.” I could feel the corners of his mouth tick up as he grinned and began to raise himself off of me, slowly extricating his cock from my hole. I started to sit up, but before I could he thrust two fingers in my hole and turned me around to sit on them, before laying me on my back and teasing the tip of his cock against my lips. As if it were trained into me, I opened my mouth and began to suckle the head of his dick. The PA made things a bit tricky, especially since it seemed to have some pointy balls on the end, but I did my best to clean him up, tasting cum for the first time. His fingers hurt so good while I licked his shaft and his balls, and when I had finally finished, he pulled his fingers out of my ass and thrust them into his mouth. “Mmm! Your hole is so tasty!” He reached out and helped me to my feet. It was the first time that I had seen the lower half of his body naked, and I looked on in shock. I knew I couldn’t deep throat him because he was girthy, but I had no idea how long his dick was. . . It had to have been at least nine inches semi-hard and the PA glinted off the tip of his cock looking as thick as my pinky. I was in utter shock as he turned and showed off his impressive ass while he retrieved his pants. After tucking everything back into its place, he came over and took my hand, lifting me off the grass and spinning me around for a kiss. The faintest hint of metallic taste lingered in his mouth as we made out. He kept his right hand firmly planted in my left while he helped me pull up my pants over my spent dick and helped me straighten my hair. “I hope that we can see a lot more of each other before I have to leave town to get back to school. I just want you to know that I feel deeply about you and hope that you feel the same about me.” Considering the state I was in, I didn’t feel that I could trust myself to speak, so I tried to put all my words into a kiss. Breaking apart, I found my voice and said, “I don’t think you know how much you mean to me, and what we did tonight will always be sacred.” I felt tears welling up in my eyes. Chett’s response was to pull me in tightly for a hug, “You’re going to be changed by this forever. I know that we have a great future together.” We walked back to our cars feeling content and fucked-out. Before we pulled away, we shared one last kiss with the promise to be in touch later in the day. As I got into the car and started it, I saw that it was just before three in the morning. Sneaking back into the house was easy, and a gentle shower got rid of the sweat and most of the body fluids that clung to my mouth and legs. I thought about trying to empty my guts, but decided against it. I thought it would be kinky going to sleep with a little part of Chett still inside. I crashed onto my bed and fell immediately asleep so I missed the text from Chett before waking up for presents. It simply read: MORE TO CUM 😜

In 1993 I graduated after the first semester. So I had about 9 months before starting college. I ended up finding a job working at a local restaurant and bar. I worked second shift and was responsible for closing after everyone had left. I had been there for a few weeks when I needed to have a ride home because my car was at the garage being fixed. I asked around and found A co-worker who agreed to stay late and drive me home. I think I had offered him like five bucks for gas money. Anyway we close at 10:00 everybody is pretty much out by 10:30. I'm left there by myself during the final cleaning of the night. I usually got out around midnight. At around 11:15 this guy starts complaining that I'm taking too long. At one point he starts to joke around and said I should have asked for more than $5 to wait for you. I responded to him I'll give you the $5 and if it will shut you up I'll give you a blowjob too. He kind of looked at me, Grinned and said you read my mind. We were both 18 at the time. He dropped his pants, I sucked his cock, he flooded my mouth with his cum, I swallowed and he sat down waiting for me to finish. About 30 minutes later I'm done and I'm ready to go home. Fortunately for the both of us he was ready for a second go and I gave him his second blowjob of the night. He drove me home thanking me several times for the wonderful head I had just given. The next day I'm working in the dish tank area he comes up to me and offers me another ride home with a smile on his face. I had to tell him my car was fixed and in the parking lot. He was kind of disappointed but understood. That night everybody left I locked up to finish cleaning. I hear a pounding on the back door and look through the perp hole and find my new cock buddy on the other side. He comes in we get down to business I give him his third blowjob in 2 days finish up with my job. While finishing up my job we talked about how we could continue to do this on a regular basis. The plan was that before the end of the shift if he saw me he would make a comment about doing something after work. That gave me the heads up that he wanted head. That night he stopped by and fed me his fourth load in 3 days. The night after that I had quite a surprise. The number of my coworkers kept asking me what I was doing after work which I found confusing and I kept telling them nothing. The restaurant closes about 20 minutes later I hear knocking on the back door. I look through the peep hole And there's my new cock buddy with three of my coworkers. I let them all in and ended up getting loads from all four of them. Giving four 18-year-olds blow jobs can be time consuming. I explained to them that I could not keep doing this in the future because I did not want to work until 2:00 or 3:00 in the morning. They convinced me that anytime I had more than two cocks to suck after work that they would all chip in to get my job done. So the next night instead of four guys there were now five. One of my four coworkers ( all busboys and or waiters ) brought one of his friends. And true to their word, while I was working on five cocks two or three of them would be working to close the kitchen down. This routine continued for about a month. I was always amazed that we weren't caught my management. But this was the days before all the security shit going on now. About 2 months into this new routine, I'm still sucking these five guys almost five nights a week. We were all 18 or 19 and none of us had our own place. Then one night after about 2 months, I'm on my knees servicing too cocks all the other three are doing my job in the kitchen. All of a sudden one of the hot bartenders walks in. He was about 28 and came back for a six pack of beer. We were all kind of panicky until he pointed out that he'd rather get blowjobs from me than get us all fired. So that started a new chapter to my after work activities. After about a week the bartender asked why I was just giving up my mouth and not my ass. He pointed out that it could be a Time saver for everyone and instead of having to wait for my mouth that two of them were always be either in my mouth or in my ass. The original guys had never really thought about fucking me. However that night was the first night taking cocks at both ends. The bartender went first. He ended up being the guy with the biggest cock. He ended up having a 7.5 in cock. The other guys were all pretty much 6 or 6.5. anyway to make this long story short it's not for about 4 to 5 more months. It was great. Since nobody but me gay we felt comfortable about going raw on my ass. So when I think about that period of time I always smile. I was always guaranteed that for at least 5 days out of every week I knew I would be taking anywhere from 3 to 7 cocks a night. There were a few others that would join occasionally. When I think about this story now, I would love to go back to that. Of time. I was always surprised that all of these straight guys were comfortable getting head and watching other straight guys get head from a gay guy. About 5 years after I quit that job I found out that three guys turned out to be gay and one was bisexual.

I knew some hot sleazy BB Brazilians who were staying in London a while back 😎

yeah for sure, I can host when there alone, has to be quiet and on the DL, drop pants pump and dump style

Ya, He's Gay, He Just Don't Know It Yet Chris was a typical high school kid . He was a bit of a nerd who loved to run cross country and long distance track at school. Being raised in a small, rural, southern town by a pair of ultra, religious parents did give him much latitude. He followed three Christian values his parents instilled upon him from the Bible of premarital sex, masturbation and homosexuality as sins. It was during his senior year that he began to break out on his own. When the Mitchell’s moved to town and joined the same church as Chris’s family the two sets of parents became good friends and so did Chris and their son Arthur. It was through this friends the Chris began to smoke pot with his new friend. The two boys would enjoy a bowl or two a couple times a week. This friendship also exposed Chris to the joys that the opposite sex could offer. On frequent occasions when Arthur’s parents would you out of town Chris would stay with Arthur, and Arthur's girlfriend would come over along with a friend for Chris. While Arthur was fucking his girlfriend Chris would be entertained by the girl that came with Arthur’s girl. Chris still tried to maintain one fast stead rule, no premarital sex. The extent of activity between Chris and whomever accompanied Arthur's girl amounted to a lot of kissing, heavy petting and a couple blow jobs. Chris maintained in his head that his lack of enthusiasm with what ever girl came over was due to the fact that he didn’t love the girl. Chris As I approach the end of my senior year, I have really valued my friends with Arthur Mitchell. Once the final bel gang on Friday we headed to Arthur's house to smoke some weed before we head out to a kick ass party that night. As we begin smoking Arthur's stash he realizes that he is almost out and will need to pick some up before the party. He contacts his dealer and arranges to meet him at Jeremy Well’s house at 9. Jeremy is one of the school fags and he was having a party at his place since his parents were out of town. Now we had been invited to his party as well, but I really didn’t want to go to a party with a bunch of fags. We smoked all the weed we had then showered and dressed to go out. We picked up the girls, Arthur’s girlfriend and the friend she’d have for me. When we arrived at Jeremy’s there was a good crowd already partying. There’s was alcohol everywhere and schoolmates having a good time. We followed Arthur as he made his way through the house and out to the backyard. As we began to cross three patio it was clear to me that this was the fag's hangout. They were smoking weed and who knows what else as Arthur walked a direct line to this tall, slender black guy who couldn’t be more than 20-21 years old. The two shook hands and we were introduced to Dante. After shaking hands the two conducted business and as we were almost ready to go one of our schoolmates grabbed Arthur. It turned out that Arthur’s younger sister who was at the party had, at this early hour, to much to drink and had thrown up in the bathroom. In this instance his sister and her best friend were escorted out to the backyard. Jeremy told Arthur that he should get the two drunk girls out of his house. As much as I wanted to pound this queer boy, the priority was to the drunk pair. If Arthur was going to take these two drunk teens home it was going to be a challenge. He drove a small, two door hatchback that barely fit four preps. Now there were 6 to drive. Hearing our predicament he made a very logical suggestion, she the it looked like all the girls would fit in the car he could give me a ride and we’d meet up at the party. That settled our problem and Dante seemed like a cool guy to ride with to the party. Dante The second I saw this white boy I got this feeling. When my man Arthur introduced us and I we shook hands I new or for sure. When the situation presented before me I knew I had a shot to find out and maybe Chris would find himself. As Arthur left to take his sister home I handed Chris a drink, a joint, told him I had one more deal to take care of before we could leave and to enjoy himself while he waited. Jeremy and some of his friends wanted to buy some Tina and GHB. I told my thing as I made my way through the house and found their group already in there briefs just waiting for the party favors. As usual then invited me to stay and join them, but I had other plans. When I finally returned to Chris I found him well baked from the joint and significantly affected by the G that was in his drink. I led him over to my car, we climbed in and were off. As we drove I could see that Chris was slightly groggy, not too much where he was out of it, I didn’t want him like that, but just enough to be open to suggestions. As we drove I looked at him and asked, “Hey there Chris, you getting tired?” He replied, “I think it’s the combination of the weed I smoked and the booze I just drank.” I pulled the car onto a dark side street, pulled out my Tina pipe from the center console telling my passenger, “Bro, I’ve got something here that will perk you right up.” I held the pipe up, lit the torch and melted the contents. As the smoke built up in the bowl I began to inhale which was followed by my exhaling a big, beautiful cloud while commenting, “Damn that hits the spot.” Chris looked at me, “Man, more weed week put my lights out.” I let him know, “This ain’t weed, it’s called T and it’s kind of like an upper. I think you’ll like it.” Chris It was nice of Dante to give me a joint to smoke along with a drink while he finished up his business with the fags. I have to remember to ask him what kind of booze this is he gave me, it’s got a strange taste to it. I’m not sure how long I was waiting, but when he finally came out to get me I had already finished the drink and was practically roached the joint. Dante says let’s go as he led me to his car. He had a nice ride, a Nissan 380Z loaded when everything. The back seat in this car is useless especial with Dante's 6’ 4” height. The front seat is so far back there’s no leg room if someone tried you sit in the back seat. As he drove off I began do feel a little tired when he said something to me before eventually pulling onto a side street. He pulled a strange looking pipe out, held a strong torch lighter under it needed he inhaled the white smoke. After he blew out a big white cloud he hand the pipe to me and instructed me on how to heat the T so or wouldn’t burn and when to start to inhale the smoke. I was a little hesitant about trying Tina, “So you just smoke it?” Dante answered, “You can smoke it, snort it up for nose and some like to slam it, inject it right into a vein.” I then said, “Injecting it sounds hard core, you ever try it?” Dante told me, “A couple times, I can take it or leave it.” As I was heating up the bowl Dante removed his shirt saying, “This shit all ways makes me hot.” After I had done my first hit of this T, Dante had me do a couple more telling me, “It usually takes a few hits to really feel the effects. He had me do 5 hits before taking the pipe from my hands and asking me, “How do you feel now?” As I did a self assessment before answering, I had to admit to myself that I felt more awake and energized, “That stuff is amazing. I feel like I can take on the world. And I see what you mean about making you feel warm.” Dante then encouraged me to take off my shirt which I eagerly did. As we sat there I found myself admiring Dante's well defined body. I had to ask him, “What do foo do to get arms and a chest like that?” He answered me, “Oh this?’ As he flexed his arms and chest. “This is all natural, no ahead and feel.” With his invitation I found myself touching Dante’s arms, chest and abs while telling him, “I wish I had a body like his.” Dante was quick to tell me, “You’ve got a nice compact body, defined in the all the right places.” Dante took this opportunity to touch my arms chest and abs which at first I thought strange, but I had just done the same to him. In fact, it felt a little exciting to have someone touch me like he had just done. I then asked, “Don’t we have a party to get to?” Dante answered, “Fuck yeah, but I need to make a stop at my place to get more ‘supplies’

It does seem the ugly ones fuck the best and have the best cock. I've played with a few ugly guys I have posted before. One was so ugly I almost turned around and ran. He turned out the have a great cock and was a great top.. Had a good time.. no kissing and I tried not to look at his face .. yes I'm shallow

anyone recognise these two studs with the amazing Bud?

I had exactly the same problem some years ago. My goal was to become a no load refused cumdump, but I had difficulties servicing men I was not attracted to. I managed with it gradually: 1. Learn to wear a blindfold with guys I am attracted; 2. First anonym dates with blindfold without seeing the guy; 3. Find a man who will organise the dates and select men for you, still blindfolded, and ask him to send you the pics after; 4. Go to darkrooms, kneel or wait doggy in the dark, and take cocks without looking to the guy. Then try to look at them while they are using you. You will not really see them because of the dark. But later in the evening you will probably recognise them at the bar. Recignising the first "unattractive" man will be a bit challenging. You will probably not visit the darkroom anymore that day. But the memory of the cock will stay and you will visit darkrooms again. After some month/year you will get used to meet "unattractive" men you have just sucked off and swallowed the load, still having their taste in your mouth. And they will recognise you too. Some will ask you to use you again and you will naturally do it as you have done it yet before... At that moment you will realise you can disconnect the cock from the man.

I recently also got gonorrhea for the first time. Not sure if it's from a dude who I let fuck me that I met off the street. Or if it's from one of the guys who are they breed me for weed 🤷🤷 I caught it early though. So I didn't really have any symptoms outside of my ass was a little bit tingly. A tingle sensation. But as far as your question, if you want to meet him again. That's really a decision only you can make. Personally, if I don't know the guys. Then I can't really take offense if they choose not to fully disclose their status. That just comes with the territory of going bareback. Men are horny primitive creatures sexually. And if they see a really nice ass presented in front of them, then they're going to try to breed that ass no matter what. And if they know that by telling you their STD status is going to make you not let them breed you, then why are they going to tell us?

PART 7 My lips wasted no time latching onto his cock head, trying to pull more and more of his rod into my mouth. As I worshiped his shaft with my mouth and tongue, he spoke to me, saying “Yeah baby, it’s all yours. Just like that. Give in, sexy. We both know you need my cock.” His advice was driving me crazy, especially as he segued to saying “Feel how hard you have me? We both know why you want me so hard, don’t we? 'Cause your little hole needs my cock, doesn't it?” I found my gaze fixed on his eyes, even as my mouth was stuffed with dick and, if truth be told, my eyes were watering as a consequence of being choked by his cock. However, he wasn't disconcerted, but rather smiled and nodded in approval, stroking the side of my face as I continued to suck his dick like life itself depended on it. And on he whispered, “God that feels so good. My sexy little cocksucker, such an eager boy. So hungry for a man’s cock. But I know what Chris is really hungry for. And I don’t think he can hold much longer. Is my sexy boy ready to get fucked?” I finally released his cock from my mouth, only to gasp, “ Yes , yes.” With that admission he pulled me up, positioned me on my back, my ass aligned with the edge of the bed. Without being asked, I pulled my knees up, exposing my young inexperienced hole. Was I thinking about HIV? Yeah I was. But I was doing it anyway. For Tom, it was worth the risk. At least, my cock drunk mind was able to say that at the moment, as I was writhing and grunting as he was lubing my hole and sliding his finger into me. And now out came his mysterious brown bottle. “Four deep hits in each side, sex. Do it,” he ordered. I complied, remembering what this stuff had done to me when I last used it. And, a few seconds later I found myself pushing my hole out and thrusting my hips backwards, trying desperately to snare Tom's huge cock - so close and yet not close enough. I needed it. “Please!,” I was able to get out in a gasp. “Four more, each side,” he ordered again, even though I was flying still. Still I complied with Tom's order with the result I lost all control and now begged “Please, please put it in me. Please Tom fuck me!” “What about my cum sexy? You want me to fuck you 'til I cum in you?" Tom whispered in the sexiest voice I had ever heard. And I was flying. And I did. I adamantly wanted, no, needed his cum. And I wanted to make him happy. “Fucking cum in me, fill me up,” I moaned. With that Tom slowly slid into me, the poppers helping me in taking his huge cock, my ring popping open as I accommodated Tom’s raw cock. “This is the best hole, baby. Fuck, your hole is gripping my cock and pulling me into you. Feels so good,” he moaned. As he worked in and out, I could feel him working deeper to open-up my hole up. He leaned down to kiss me and I eagerly returned the kiss, my arms wrapped around him, pulling him even closer. “Feels so good, feels so good. Big fucking cock, so good,” I was babbling, completely lost now in the fuck. “Getting close. Gonna cum. You know I ain’t wearing a rubber. Ready for this load? Want that cum up in you?” he whispered. At that moment, nothing else mattered by his cock and my hole. It felt so good. Tom was fucking me deep and hard. “Cum in me, cum in me, cum in me,” was all I could say over and over. Tom’s strokes became erratic and then he almost shouted, “Take that fucking load boy. Feel that cum fill you up.” I held him in my embrace ever tighter, my mind solely focused on the thought my hole had pleasured Tom so much he was made to cum. This time, it took a few more seconds for the guilt to rush back. And he was still in me. And it felt so good. But it was so wrong. But why wasn’t I pushing him off? And then I realized I had cum. Again, it had happened. My focus was so on the pleasure of my hole, my cock hadn’t mattered. As the seconds passed and his cock softened and flopped out of my hole, I was back and forth, loving the moment and feeling so bad for loving it. Tom had HIV and now he had fucked me twice. This guy was so hot that I no longer cared if I contracted HIV. What was I gonna do?