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Dave and I had been together over a year. At 42 he is older than am I. He has gray eyes, and is gorgeous. He's also POZ. We both are now. I remember our first date. I grabbed his package. I wanted him to pierce my Hole. He brushed my hand away. "We have to talk." "Not now. " I answered. "I need your Cum." "Steve," he replied, "I'm POZ . I don't want to infect you." Back then I was still NEG. For the next 11 months we did Safe Sex. He'd suck me raw; we did our fucking with a Condom. He even insisted I use a Rubber when I sucked him. I hated that. I told him so. I'd always barebacked, ever since I was 15. He was the only one I ever did Safe Sex with—because I loved him. I hated that. I couldn't stand that Latex barrier between us, and his sweet Cum being trapped and flushed. I told him I fantasized about converting. I couldn't take it anymore. I decided things would change—or else. That night I begged Dave to fuck me. He started playing with my Ass. I told him what I wanted. "NO RUBBERS. I want YOU Dave. I want your DNA in me. I want to forge a bond between us. If we don't do it raw tonight, I don't know what the future holds for us." He responded by sticking his finger up my Ass and pressing hard. I was practically foaming at the mouth. Abruptly he stood up. "Once it happens, there's no going back. You will be POZ, and it'll change your life. Yeah, I've fantasized about breeding you; but those were crazy, insane notions. "I've bred Bottoms before, but not like you. You're different. They were Sluts. They deserved the BUG. I didn't give a shit about them. But you.…" "Face it, Davie. I 'm a Slut, too. The Baths were practically my home before I met you. Too bad I didn't get GIFTED then. If you left your Seed in all those guys, then you can do the same for me. I'm telling you, I can't go on like this." I glanced at his crotch. His turgid Dick tented poignantly against his jeans. He looked so conflicted. I reached out and undid his zipper. Suddenly liberated, his Rod sprang out. Dave started to speak, but I dropped to my knees and sucked his Cock without a Rubber. Fuck, it was so good! Our perspiration, the mix of man smells, and my own insidious craving drove me wild. All Dave could do was moan. I reveled in his dripping Jizm. Charged—did it taste different? Or was it me? Who cared? I was in heaven. I sucked him fast and furious. Dave began to thrust his hips. He held my cheeks and fucked my face. "Suck me, Queer!" he yelled. "Lube it for your Ass!" I led him to the bedroom and yanked off my clothes. He kicked off his and tossed them on the floor. Dave reached for a Rubber. "NO!" I said. "I can't fuck you raw, Stevie. I love you." "Then show me, please. Put your Cock in me and fill me with your Jizz. That's what I want. POZ ME!" I pleaded. He rubbed his Cock along my Crack. I felt him dripping. 'Fuck!' I thought. "At last he's gonna breed me!" I almost shot my Load right then. He spat on his Shaft, butted up against my Pussy, and pressed on in. He reached for his Poppers and took three big hits. He handed me the bottle. As I raised it to my nose, I felt his Cock pop in. He was in me. Raw—at last! After all the Dick I'd taken—always wondering if I'd convert. Another raw Cock, and no more wondering. I whiffed the Poppers. Apprehensively, Dave began to fuck me—slow and gentle. "I can't. We got to stop," he chanted, but kept up a steady pace. "Breed me Davie! Breed me like a Bitch. Make me your slave. Possess me. Give me your BUG! Please don't stop. Fuck my Hole! Give me your Jizm! POZ ME, please! Give me the GIFT!" Ambivalently Dave plowed my Hole at a steady pace. He stretched my Mancunt to the limit, and it began to hurt. If I asked him to lube my Ass, I might lose my chance. So I had to grin and bare it. 'Once I get POZ, we'll bareback ever after,' I comforted myself. Dave's breath grew labored as his Sack slammed against my Butt. "Give it to me, Davie. Breed my Ass!" Dave gulped and swallowed and huffed and puffed. "FUCK YOU, YOU SLUT! YOU WANT IT, DONCHA? YOU WANT MY GIFT? WELL, HERE IT IS—MY TOXIC SEED!" Then I felt it. My Ass flooded with his warmth. Finally! I've always been appreciative of Jizm--but that was special—the Bond that would unite us till death did us part. That was how I finally got POZZED. Dave spasmed many times, each ejaculation filling me with Cum. I shot and never touched myself. I stared at the Jizz soaking into the sheets beneath me. 'My last NEG Load,' I prophesied. A smirk crossed my face. I lay flat on the bed, my damp NEG Cum beneath my chest. Dave collapsed on top of me. He wept. "Oh God, Steve, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." I lay still beneath him, my back against his chest. I didn't feel remorse. I felt triumphant, for he had finally sated me. As his Cock softened and slipped out, Poison Jizm dripped down my Nuts. ‘Finally,’ I thought. 'Conversion at last! Thanks, Lord!' I prayed. "Thank you," I said to Dave. "This is the day I've been waiting for." We fucked all weekend. Dave became a Dirty Sex Pig. HIV does that to some; others grow impotent. He told me he wanted to be sure it took. He wanted so bad to make me happy.

This story was inspired by the guest who wrote “Devil's Doorstep” Frazer was a straight lanky 26 year old who worked for the Scottish probation service. It was his last assignment before the weekend, he had to visit the accommodation of a recently released sex offender to ensure it was appropriate. He rang the bell and was answered by a muscular middle-aged man wearing only a dressing gown. He apologised, claiming he had just been showering. Frazer went up the stairs to his flat. Although, the one bed flat was mostly in order: clean and tidy. When he entered the bedroom to check it out, he was shocked by what he saw.: attached to the bed head and base were chains with manacles. “I'm sorry but you can't possess these items, given your previous proclivities. You could easily use them to re-offend” “Oh, come on”, he replied, it's just a bit of fun, surely probation can't deny me that.” “I'm sorry but this is clearly against your conditions of release, you could be returned to prison for this.” Frazer went over to examine the manacles. The offender followed him and before Frazer knew what was happening, he has clamped one of the manacles to Frazer's wrist and then pushed him on the bed, forcing his other wrist into the other one. “Do you mean like this?” he answered menacingly. “Let me go now, you are in serious trouble!” “No I'm afraid it's you who are in serious trouble!” as he dragged Frazer's trousers and pants down and then manacled his ankles to the base of the bed. ”Stop now! I warn you, you will be sent straight back with little chance of parole!” The other guy just grabbed Frazer's cock and started to wank it to erection, The action of doing so, caused Frazer's cock to stiffen and to a very small degree to weaken Frazer's resolve. He questioned his sexuality, but then realised it was a natural reaction to his circumstances. When it was fully erect, he started to suck on Frazer's dick, ensuring it was fully erect. “I'll show you how much you are clearly enjoying this!”, he retorted, He sucked furiously on Frazer's dick and soon made it very lubricated and completely rock hard. “Hmm. time to ride your dick”, he exclaimed. At that he removed his dressing gown and was completely naked. He sported a biohazard tattoo, that only warned Frazer further of what danger he was in. He moved over to Frazer and placed his hole over Frazer's enormous manhood. It was easy with the copious saliva that he had applied to this cock to push down and let this cock enter him deeply. He then moved up and down on Frazer's pole, gripping his cock with occasional squeezing of his sphincter, whenever Frazer' cock head entered him. This really encouraged Frazer to move nearer to orgasm. He sped up, still tantalising Frazer's cock. and it became just too much for him as Frazer spasmed and sent his sperm shooting out of his anal virgin's cock, straight up his arse, “See, your gay like me!” he mocked. “Now I'm going to return the favour!” Sure Frazer was questioning the experience and the fact this fucking had lead to his massive explosion inside this man, but he became terrified at the idea, he was going to be fucked with a toxic cock. Frazer started to struggle against his bondage. All that lead to was the man adjusted the chains to his feet, pulling Frazer's legs upwards and outwards. He then clamped this new position in firmly. Frazer's arse was now fully exposed to the cumming onslaught. Frazer watched as the man repeatedly spat on his hands and then lubricated his dick with the saliva. To Frazer's surprise, watching the man then wanking himself to full erection made his own cock start growing to attention too. “Hah, see you're looking forward to it!” he claimed. That made Frazer plead with him to desist. But the only response was to see him climb onto the bed and then place his fully erect and wet cock against Frazer's hole. The man pushed firmly against Frazer's hole and his penis head popped inside, then with a further push his whole manhood was forced inside Frazer's arse. He began slowly pushing in and out of Frazer's hole, whilst Frazer begged him to stop and yet at the same time, Frazer's cock was getting very stiff and rubbing against the man's belly, even oozing precum onto his stomach. This turned the man on further and he started to increase the speed of his humping. This, in turn, got the man more turned on. He found himself surprisingly feeling he was going to ejaculate very quickly: not like him at all, but this situation really turned him on. Soon Frazer could feel the man's dick start to swell and throb. “No, please pull out!” was his ignored plea. The very next second the man shot a huge load of toxic sperm deep inside him. “Noooo...,” was Frazer's cry, “now pull out of me and let me go!” “But this is your last assignment of the week,” the man replied. “I've got you for the whole weekend.” Enough time to seed you many times over. I prefer to take my time and give you a rough long fucking to help you with your conversion. “You think this experience will turn me gay?” “No, I think that I'll turn you positive!” and with that he pushed his still fairly erect cock back into Frazer and started ploughing his arse again. This time slowly and somewhat painfully, with only his own cum as lube. Frazer felt every thrust of the man's cock and received many loads over the weekend. There was no way he was going to come out of this negative. Frazer was completely deflated realising his predicament as another spurt from the man's cock shot inside him. Sadly this may be my last story for BZ with the July deadline fast approaching. Please like it and comment on the story if you enjoyed it.

I am vacationing in Ft Lauderdale and decided to go to the gym today. After my workout, I did some laps in the pool and entered the hot tub. I was wearing a rainbow speedo and knew I was catching the attention of others. There was a handsome older man in the hot tub giving me eyes. He proceeded to leave the hot tub, and I saw a huge Boner in his swimsuit. I decided to follow shortly afterwards into the showers. He was showering with his curtain half open And lathering his hard on. He gestured me to come over which is exactly what I did. He started fucking me and I was trying not to moan loudly. Afterwards, he gave me his number & we are meeting again tomrw

This is another short story, though based on real events with some fluffing haha. Again sorry for any grammar mistakes! It was just another Saturday night, however for once I had some alone time. Thats how I decided I needed to get out of the house and, really, what better way than to visit my local bathhouse? The thought of cruising the dimly lit hallways for some guy to fuck is usually all it takes. Tonight, I knew I needed to get fucked. It should be easy enough. I'm a decent looking guy, and my gym routine has been doing great things for my ass. I was sure that I could find a hot guy to give me a good, rough fuck. My excitement and nervousness was nearly boiling over, though. As I drove out to the bathhouse, found parking, and walked myself inside, I couldn't help sizing up every guy I saw. I eagerly rented a room and went to change. Sitting in that room, all my clothes stored away and nothing but a towel on now, It really set in of what I was doing. I haven't really mentioned yet, but the truth is that I am incredibly shy. I've actually been so lucky every time I've come here before tonight. All the guys I've hooked up with have been very forward. I needed a plan. On my way in, I spotted a guy in another room. There he was, in nothing but a jockstrap, face-down and ass-up. Could I do that? I didn't think so. It's too direct, too open. It would be just as bad as asking. I can't explain why, but it just would be. I took a deep breath and laid back on the bed in that tiny room, thinking about my options. Despite the "bed" being little more than a thick rectangle of plastic with some sheets around it, it was actually quite comfortable. As late as it was, it occurred to me that I could probably fall asleep on it, if I weren't careful. In that a moment, a plan began to form... What if I turned off the lights? What if I... opened the door? And what if I threw off my towel, dropped on that bed face-down, and just... went to sleep? Something about that was suddenly very thrilling. Anyone could come in and do... well, anything. There would be nothing for me to say, nothing for me to do. I tried out the position for a moment, lying face-down and pretending to be asleep. The mirror beside me gave me a pretty good view of myself and I had just one thought: I would totally fuck that ass. And if I would, then surely, somewhere among the guys cruising the hallways, someone else would, too. I could do it. I would do it. Before I could talk myself out of it, I moved. I grabbed a bottle of lube from my bag and a condom that I prefilled with a load from the night before. I turned the lights lights off, nothing but the ambient light spilling over the top of the "room" walls left to see by. The room came ready with a handful of condoms, which I positioned alongside the lube, in plain view from the hallways. I wasn't ready to get breed so I set my prefilled condom next to the lube to hopefully indicate that I was getting fucked but not raw. Next I wet a rag with my bottle of poppers and set it by my pillow, I love to use poppers when I bottom but don't want to ruin the fantasy. Finally, I peeked outside the door. No one was there, yet. Perfect. Before my nerves could take over, I was back on the bed, face-down, lights off, and looking for all the world like I was having a lovely nap. My heart was racing, but I tried to force calmness into myself. I really had no idea what I was expecting, though. Even as I was forcing my breathing to become more even, and even as I shut my eyes tight, I wondered if anyone would even take the bait. With my eyes closed and the house music blaring at an almost uncomfortable volume, I did not hear the first guy come in. The sudden presence of his hand on my exposed thigh almost jerked me "awake", but I kept to my sleepy role. The hand drifted across my ass, tenderly, and then it was gone. I heard a shift in the air as the interloper left back to the hallways. My disappointment did not last long, as another hand took its place just a few moments later. And then again, they leave, to be replaced again some time later. I don't know what I was expecting, but this parade of casual, light molestation was actually pretty nice. On and on it went. A few eager fingers felt at my hole. Some of those guys popped open the lube bottle with an audible, plastic *click*, and lubed my hole as they felt around. Yet, no one went too far, and the obvious admiration I felt from the hands managed to calm my nerves. I was no longer forcing myself to breath calmly. I didn't almost jump at every first touch any more. I don't remember how long this went on, but I was very hopeful someone would take a chance on my sleeping ass soon. I got something a little different, though. For the first time, I heard something new: the door, closing ever so softly. I resisted the urge to peek over my shoulder and into the mirror to see the guy who had just shut the door. I would not break the fantasy. This could be it. Down at my feet, where I had stashed the lube and condoms, I felt movement. This was it, wasn't it? I felt hands lifting my leg. I almost instinctively tried to move with the hand, imagining that he was trying to position my legs to fuck me. Then the feeling of a kiss on my ass. As the kiss turned into a tongue delicately passing down to my taint, I started to get hard. The feeling of a tongue soon turned into the feeling of a mouth, making out with my hole. It just felt so good. Maybe it was my commitment to the role of "asleep", but there was no spasms of pleasure that could interrupt this guy's makeout session with my taint and hole. The sound of hurried, orgasmic breaths slowly filled the room after a while. All at once, I was aware of the subtle movement at the base of the bed, where my guy was. The shaking from that area rose in tempo, alongside a growing intensity to his mouth's activities with my taint. Then, all at once, both gave way to a series of beastial grunts and I felt a wetness splash across my legs all the way up to my ass. His breathing calmed and he let out a small "woof" of contentment. Carefully, he started to get up. The cum he gave me was pressed between my legs and and ass. What he shot on my ass was now running towards my crack, the majority thay he shot on my thigh was now wetting the sheets slightly. There were no words spoken. Over the house music, I could just barely make out the sound of the door opening as he leaves. I can't help but chuckle quietly at what just transpired. The air against my still wet ass is a lingering reminder of that, intimate connection. I give a contented sigh to my now-empty room, and all of this, despite the music and the excited state of me, somehow brings me to real sleep. I don't know how exactly long I am out. I wake some short time later, my ass still just barely damp enough to notice. I don't move in that moment, except to peek over my shoulder at the door. I can just barely make out that it's closed now. As I begin to wonder if the guy closed it as he left, I hear something. The sound of a small, plastic *click*. I know the sound well. Someone has my bottle of lube, and they've just opened it at the foot of my bed. I didn't notice them come in while I was asleep. Despite my excitement, I keep calm and feel ready for whatever this new guy has in mind. I close my eyes, and I wait. What comes next is the feeling of a hand, invading between my thighs, reaching under me, and grabbing for my soft dick. Another hand shoves at my hips to reposition them and allow my dick to lie flat against the bed, now showing between my legs. Slowly, my erection grows in his large hand. Perhaps I wouldn't get fucked this time either, but I have the feeling I'll enjoy this. I hear a hiss and a squirt and then there is a sudden wetness as the guy delivers a healthy supply of lube to my dick in his hand. He wastes no time as he starts to jerk me off in this odd position. There is a sudden expertness to his strokes, and it all becomes too much, very fast. I try to keep my breathing calm enough to pass as still asleep, but it's getting hard. Maybe it was the parade of guys that came before. Maybe it's just how exposed and used I feel. Whatever the reason, I've never had a handjob quite like this before. I felt him running his fingers over my ass up and down my crack before he aimed for my hole, fingering in the load that was there. With a quickness, I explode in this guy's hand with what must be a massive load of cum. I have no idea how much ended up on the bed, or in his hand, or wherever else that cumshot could have gone. His hand leaves my dick, and I am surprised when the walls of this tiny room shake slightly with the quick opening and closing of a door. I assume I am alone, and that the closed door means I have a moment of honest respite now. That moment is broken when I hear the wet sound of maybe lube and cum in someone's hands directly behind me. As well as faint whispers that I just couldnt make out. Did he let someone else in? I guess now that the guy is going to jerk off with my cum and leave me a load of his own. Being a bit of a cumslut, I smile inwardly, exalting at the prospect of his cum on my body. The wet sounds stop suddenly and I can hear him shift slightly behind me. I wonder where he's going to cum, and then I feel that question answered when his weight settles on the bed. I can feel his body looming over me, all around me, and the back of his hand settle on my ass. I am waiting now for the splash of a cumshot on my butt. What happens instead is the feeling of his fist shifting downwards, his dick in that grip suddenly lining up with my hole. His weight shifts forward and then, falling down on me in one motion, he penetrates my barely-stretched hole all at once. My cum and the left over lube being all the lube I got. I can't help it. I let out a yelp. I don't know if it's audible over the house music, but it doesn't seem to matter if it was. My ass is burning from the sudden penetration, but the guy doesn't miss a beat. He pulls out, slowly, and shoves his dick right back in just as before. And again. In this small room, covered in spit and cum, and being fucked by what I'm certain is a dick lubricated mostly in my cum from an orgasm just barely passed, I cannot feel pleasure from this fucking. I only feel fear at what he might do next. This brutal fucking is not an accident. This helpless, painful state was his plan all along and I don't know what I can do to stop it. Each sudden shove and slow retrieval sends pain shooting through my body, and I can tell now that this man is much larger than me- both his dick and his stature. I want to wake up from this nightmare, but something in me tells me it's better to just stay asleep. I adjust my face so that I can inhale from my popper rag. Somehow, I suppress the screams of pain bubbling up inside me. Somehow, I lie there, as limp as if I were actually asleep. Somehow, I bear this calculated, sadistic fucking. I don't know how long this lasts, but it feels like forever. I am thoroughly awake now, but I still keep my eyes shut tightly and my body limp. Eventually, the pain of the thrusts loses its burning intensity, giving way to a subtler ache. Then pleasure, as the poppers do their job. Similarly, those cruel, deep thrusts slowly give way to quicker, more manageable fucking. As I feel his dick pulse inside me, I know for a fact that he hasn't used one of the condoms at all. I don't worry about that now and I just count myself lucky that my cum worked well enough as lubricant. He collapses on me, his full weight on my "sleeping" body as his dick deposits the last of that well-earned load. His breathing is fast, but slows as the orgasm passes. As he regains his composure, he lets out a little laugh and whispers in my ear, "Night night, bitch." I don't say anything back. I don't move at all. He slowly gets up from on top of me and gives my ass an insultingly playful slap. I hear the man say theirs some special lube by the condoms, then the door open and I listen carefully as it closes. My hole burns from the brutal fucking. I feel the coolness of the air on my lubed ass. But it didn't last long before I heard the other guy. Ah that kind of lube, I brought some too. I wasn't responding still trying to keep up the fantasy. I could hear him pick something up, and tell me he's gonna lube me up good. Then I feel it, a wetness pouring directly onto my hole and his finger waiting to push it all in. Only thing is, I didn't hear the lube bottle. What was he using to lube me? A lube packet? It didn't take long for my question to be answered. There's one, my sleeping beauty, now two more. He poured more "lube" on my hole repeating the process to more times. "And for good measure" I heard him say before I could hear the shuffling of rubber and felt what I would later find out to be condoms, being fingered into my hole. I could feel the bed shift again, then what felt like a baseball bat at my hole. Now I've had big ones before but he was BIG with a huge mushroom head. I couldn't help but stir a little as he was working his way into me. I felt him push my face into the pillows, unknowingly making me take deep inhales of poppers. "Just stay asleep a little longer were almost there". His attitude mixed with the poppers really got me going and loosened my hole. I swear I could hear the pop of his head breaching my hole. Then he sank in me fully bottoming out. "Good boy". Then he picked up the pace fucking me with long hard strokes. Almost pulling completely out then back to the base. It was alot to take and I almost felt like "waking up" just to make the rough fucking end. But before I could make up my mind he trusted 4 more deep thrusts easily breaching my second ring. I could feel his dick pulsing inside of me. "Fuck your gonna wake up pregnant baby". He slowly pulled out and I could feel a wetness running down my leg. "Gonna have to tell the guys we have a passed out cumslut to gift." I could hear the door open and I was left alone again. As I breath a shuddering sigh, I wondered if I should have just asked someone to fuck me instead. I sat up to check if I still had condoms and sure enough they were untouched, but what was weird is, the prefilled condom I put there was now gone . . . The end? Let me know what you think maybe I'll make a part two!

As Tom turned his new truck into the parking lot of the government housing projects on the notorious Rayburn Avenue his Ubereats app alerted him that he had “arrived at the delivery destination”. He rolled his eyes and mumbled “oh, great” as he took in his sketchy surroundings. It was the summer in between Tom’s Junior and Senior year in college and next semester he and his buddies were all set to travel Europe during their scheduled study abroad program. Tom had been delivering for Uber for a few weeks to save up extra spending money to blow on his Eurotrip, but this was his first delivery to the infamous Rayburn Housing Projects, and although he was a bit apprehensive about walking around in this part of town, he told himself this will be a quick drop off and he would be back on the road in five minutes and let himself daydream of exploring Europe before he had to enter the real adult world. Opening his truck door Tom grabbed the food, stepped out of the truck and began making his way to APT D3. On the short walk to the apartment front door Tom passed a kaleidoscope of empty beer bottles, fast food containers, random paper and at least two needles on the ground. He passed a group of younger men, all different shades of black, playing basketball on a neglected cement slab of concrete they used as their court. He heard one of them direct a comment his way followed by roaring laughter from the group and although he couldn’t quite make out what was said he smirked and thought to himself “yeah yeah dude, have your laughs and also, enjoy living in your shitbox”. As Tom approached the front door of APT D3 it swung open before he could even knock. Tom was a little stunned at what now stood in front of him. Ty, the man behind the door, was gorgeous. 6 foot 3, easily 230 pounds of street muscle. Tom noticed the man was shirtless and could see the tattoos all over his arms, chest, and up his neck. “You uber?” the deep voice of the adonis of a man asked Tom. “Uh, yeah, sorry” Tom responded, handing the man his bag while clearing his throat and awkwardly looking away. “Appreciate it bro”, Ty responded while grabbing the bag from Tom and taking a good look at the white delivery boy. Tom was the total all American boy, standing 5 foot 10 inches tall and weighing in around 175 pounds of young lean college muscle. Tom’s mop of brown tussled brown hair and big blue eyes made Ty’s cock twitch. “Yo, my bad man I am gonna need to tip you in cash for this….gonna take me a minute to find my wallet why don’t you come inside and wait so you don’t got to deal with the dumb niggas that live around here”. Every instinct of Tom’s told him to politely decline and head back to his truck but there was something disarming about Ty that made him less threatening for some reason. Tom stepped inside the sparsely furnished apartment and took a seat on the couch while Ty left the room to allegedly find his wallet. Tom noticed a pipe on the coffee table in front of him with a bunch of white shit both in the pipe and on the table. Tom picked up the pipe to take a closer look and was quickly startled when he heard the deep rumble of Ty’s voice behind him. “You smoke?” Ty asked as he entered the living room. Tom couldn’t help but notice the massive buldge in Ty’s sweatpants bounce around as he walked towards Tom. “Ughh, not sure, what uhh..what is this exactly?” Ty smiled and took the pipe out of Tom’s hands before taking a torch out of his pocket. “This”, he responded while heating up the pipe and taking a big hit, “is Tina” he said as he blew out a huge cloud of smoke above their heads. “Want to try it?” Tom’s mind was racing. He was sitting in some black dude’s living room in the fucking PROJECTS and was now being offered meth. What the actual fuck. Again, Tom’s instincts were raging against what was happening – 20 years of programming telling him to stand the fuck up and walk the fuck out of this guy’s apartment immediately. But as Tom was quickly deciding how to make his exit he noticed Ty adjusting his buldge through his sweatpants while simultaneously blowing another cloud and for some reason the combination of these two things happening at once transfixed him. With the pipe still in his hand Ty shrugged his shoulders at Tom, silently offering the pipe to him one last time. This time, Tom took it. The burn in his lungs was immediate, causing him to cough and his eyes to water. The meth hit him like a freight train, a rush of euphoria and energy that made his heart feel like it would burst from his chest. The room spun, and he coughed, handing the pipe back. “That’s it, boy. Relax,” Ty said, patting him on the back. The meth hit him like a freight train. Suddenly, the world was a brighter place, his fear replaced by a buzzing energy that hummed in his veins. Ty's smile grew wider, a predator sensing its prey's vulnerability. "You like that?" Ty’s massive hands were now rubbing Tom’s back and had moved up to his shoulders and neck and as Ty slowly began to exert dominance over Tom he took Tom’s hand and put it on his cock. “Go ahead boy, grab it”. Tom grabbed hold of the massive cock constrained in Ty’s sweatpants and gave it a long squeeze, eliciting a moan of approval from Ty. Tom grabbed the pipe again making Ty chuckle. “Yeah boy, hit that pipe again for daddy. Show daddy what a big cloud you’ve learned to blow”. Tom clicked the torch and was taking a nice long hit from the pipe when he felt Ty stick his massive hands down his shorts, grabbing and stroking Tom’s now throbbing cock. Ty grinned. “That’s my fucking boy, hard as a rock for daddy already. Dad is going to make you into such a good cockslut, and you’re going to make dad so proud – I can already tell”. “Mmmmm, fuck yeah man” Tom moaned. Ty’s voice somehow got a few octaves deeper when he responded to Tom. “Listen here boy, because I’m only gonna tell you this once. I am daddy. Or dad. You understand?” Tom looked up at Ty with big vulnerable eyes that were seeing the world spin and responded “fuck, daddy, yes sir”. "Good boy," Ty said, his voice a low purr. He stood up and in one swift move had taken off his sweatpants and set his dick free, revealing a cock that was as thick and long as a baseball bat. Tom couldn't help but stare, his mouth going slack. "You ever had a taste of chocolate?" Ty's question was a purr, and he stepped closer, his cock bobbing with each step now mere inches from Tom's face. With his cock in Tom’s face Ty handed Tom a small bottle. “Son, these are poppers. You are going to put the bottle under your nose and inhale taking a big hit for daddy. These will help you when its time to take Daddy’s dick.” Tom did as he was told, taking a big, long hit from the tiny bottle. Tom felt a rush hit him like nothing had before, starting at the top of his head before touching every inch of him, causing him to moan from the intense pleasure he was feeling from the high. "Good boy son, now, suck it." Tom leaned in; his eyes wide as he wrapped his lips around the head of Ty's cock. It was hot and heavy, the taste of salt and musk overwhelming him. He took another hit of the poppers, the burn in his nose making his eyes water, making everything feel sharper. Ty's cock grew even more sensitive, the skin tightening as Tom's mouth moved down, inch by inch. "Yeah, just like that," Ty groaned, his hand tangling in Tom's hair. "Take it all, baby." Tom tried, his throat straining around Ty's thickness, his eyes watering from the effort. Ty's cock was like nothing he'd ever felt before, a living, pulsing beast that seemed to fill his entire mouth. He gagged, but Ty was relentless, pushing in deeper while Tom tried to pull away, choking on the massive cock that somehow seemed to be getting bigger. As Tom struggled Ty’s grip on his head was relentless, forcing him to somehow find the space in his throat to accommodate Ty’s manhood. “Yeahhh boy, that’s right, just like that. See, I knew you could do it. Just had to open up for daddy. Just had to relax and let daddy inside”. Ty showed no mercy as he fucked Tom’s face, often sliding his entire cock down the boy’s throat and holding it there, watching the boy gag. Just when Tom thought he couldn’t take anymore he looked up at the adonis of a man in front of him and watched as Ty clicked the torch and blew another massive cloud above him. Tom didn’t understand it, but something about seeing Ty blow the cloud triggered something inside him and made him crave Ty’s cock more than ever. Ty pulled his cock out of Tom’s mouth and rested his massive cockhead on Tom’s lips while he spoke. “Look at me” he demanded. “You’re almost ready boy. Almost ready to take daddy’s cock” he said as he quickly ripped off Tom’s pants exposing him fully to the man. “Stand up and bend over the couch”. Tom knew not to disobey his new dad, so he did as he was told, nervously bending over the couch for him. Ty handed Tom the bottle of poppers and told him to hit them while Ty opened him up. Tom breathed in a sharp breath as he felt Ty’s warm tongue begin to circle his virgin hole. As Ty’s tongue began and jab and probe his hole he took another hit of the poppers, causing the boy to moan and melt into the couch and Ty’s tongue which he realized was now deep inside him. “Mmmm that’s some nice white ass boy. Opening up real nice for me, such a good boy for me”. Tom felt Ty’s fingers begin to tease his hole. “Son, what I’m about to do to is going to hurt like a mother fucker at first, but you’re going to take it for me. This is how you will make your daddy proud. I want you to take a big, long hit on those poppers for me and then close your eyes and try and relax, you understand?” Tom began to sweat, nervously anticipating the pain Ty promised was coming. He nodded his head and responded, “yes daddy, I understand”. Ty grabbed a bottle of lube and applied a generous amount to his finger before slowing sliding it inside Tom’s virgin hole. Tom’s body responded immediately, squirming to remove the invasion from his hole. Tom couldn’t help but scream as Ty placed one hand on his back to keep him still while continuing to slide inside him. “Shhhh, I know boy, I know it hurts. But you’re doing so good and in a few seconds, I’m going to show you what real pleasure is”. Tom groaned, feeling like he was being ripped open by the man’s fingers and realizing that if a couple fingers hurt this badly there was no chance he could take Ty’s massive cock and live through it. But just as Tom was starting to regret his decision to ever walk inside Ty’s apartment, he felt Ty hit something inside him that brought him the pleasure Ty was just telling him about. This uncharted territory inside him that Ty had just discovered was life changing. As Ty prodded Tom’s prostate, he heard the guttural moan from the young man that told him he’d found it. “Ahhh that’s my boy! See son – I told you. You think that feels good boy? You like that? Ha, just wait you aint seen nothing yet”. Ty stood up and told Tom to lay on his back. Ty grabbed a shard and told Tom what was next. “Son, I’m about to put this beautiful shard inside you and when I do you will finally be ready to take me, understand? Now this may burn but you trust daddy now, so I need you to open up and be brave for me”. Ty then grabbed Tom’s cock and began to stroke it while he proceeded to shove the shard inside Tom. Seconds later Tom was drooling for Ty’s cock, feeling a hunger he had not felt before. Realizing the boy was now ready, Ty stood up in between Tom’s legs. "You want it bad, don't you?" Tom could only whimper in response, his body a live wire of need. He'd never felt so exposed, so vulnerable, and yet so incredibly turned on. The poppers and meth had done their job, and the world around him was a haze of sensation and desire. Ty's hand left Tom's cock, and he felt something cold and slick being spread along his crack. He gasped, his eyes flying open as he realized Ty was lubing himself up and that he was about to be ripped open by his new black daddy. The head of Ty’s cock was already nudging at Tom's entrance, the pressure building. "Relax," Ty coaxed, his voice a soothing whisper. "Wait," Tom managed to croak out, his voice thick with desire and fear. "Use a condom, please?" Ty's smile was wicked, his teeth gleaming in the dim light. "No condoms needed between father and son boy. You're going to take all of me, raw and bare." Tom's eyes widened, his heart hammering in his chest. "But...but I've never..." "That's what makes it so much better," Ty whispered, his breath hot on Tom's cheek. "I'm going to show you how good it can be." With surprising gentleness, Ty pushed Tom back onto the bed, his weight pressing him into the mattress. Tom felt his own cock throb, his body betraying his fear. Ty reached for the poppers again, placing them in Tom's hand. "Take another hit," he instructed, his voice firm but soft. "And tell me you want me to fuck you bare." Tom took another hit, the room spinning around him as he felt the muscles in his body relax, the fear and tension draining away. "I...I want you raw cock," he murmured, his voice shaking. "Good boy," Ty said, his eyes never leaving Tom's. He leaned in and kissed him, his tongue pushing past Tom's parted lips, tasting the faint hint of poppers and smoke. Tom moaned into the kiss, his hand shaking as he held onto the bottle of poppers, the reality of what he was about to do washing over him. "Ready son? Time to let me in." Tom took a deep breath, his body tensing as Ty pushed the tip of his cock into him. It burned, the madding pain sharp and intense, but the meth and the poppers had made everything feel so much more intense that even the pain was a thrill. He took another hit, the room swimming around him as Ty pushed deeper, inch by inch, filling him up until he couldn't take any more. "Fuck," Tom breathed, his nails digging into the pillow. "It's so big, I don’t know if I can do this”. “Trust me son, you can take it” Ty responded, before sliding his entire ten inches of thick black cock in the boy’s virgin hole. Tom’s mouth hung open, his body in shock at how it had just been ripped open. He sucked in a huge breathe of air and then let out a scream the entire neighborhood could hear. "That's it," Ty said, his voice strained. "Take it all." With one final thrust, Ty was fully seated inside Tom, his thick cock buried to the hilt. Tom's body spasmed, his eyes rolling back in his head as the pleasure and pain mixed into a delicious cocktail that had him panting for more. "You're so tight," Ty said, his voice thick with lust. "So fucking tight." The pain started to dull and something new was beginning to replace it. Tom took another hit from the poppers and felt Ty begin to move, his hips rolling in a slow, deliberate rhythm that had Tom's toes curling. Ty's cock stretched him wide, each movement sending shockwaves of sensation through his body. It was like nothing he'd ever felt before, nothing he'd ever dreamed of. “Fuck me, please daddy fuck me” Tom moaned. Ty was pumping into Tom, all the way into the hilt, out to the head, hitting Tom’s spot with each pump. “Look at me son” Ty demanded as he continued to pump in and out. “Dad is so proud of you. You learned to love this black cock, didn’t you?” “Yes sir” Tom responded. “Say it” Ty told him. “I love my daddy’s big black cock. Fuck it is so deep inside me and I love it. I exist to be used by daddy’s black cock and I promise to be a brave boy and earn daddy’s load”. His words drove Ty wild and the assault on the boy’s virgin ass grew exponentially more extreme. He was slamming his cock into the boy harder than he had ever fucked before. He was giving the boy all he had to give, every inch of the massive man was inside the boy, throbbing more with each pump. Tom’s eyes had completely rolled back in his head and for a moment he thought he had left his body. Ty grabbed Tom’s cock and began to stroke him in tune with the rhythm of the fuck. The sound of their skin slapping together filled the room, along with their ragged breaths and moans of pleasure. Tom's hand found its way back to the poppers, taking hit after hit as he felt his orgasm build. Ty's cock was like a piston, driving into him, and the sensations were almost too much to handle. His dick was hard and leaking precum, slapping against his stomach with each thrust. "You're going to cum for me," Ty said, his voice a command. "You're going to cum while I'm inside you." Tom nodded, his eyes squeezed shut as he felt the tension coil tightly in his balls. The poppers had him on edge, had him feeling every sensation in high definition. He could feel Ty's cock throb with each thrust, could feel his own prostate being massaged with a precision that was almost unbearable. With a final, powerful push, Ty hit that sweet spot, and Tom's orgasm exploded through him, his cock spurting cum all over his stomach and chest. The contractions of his ass milked Ty's cock, and with a roar, Ty came, his hot seed filling Tom up, the sensation of being bred changing Tom forever. Tom was feeling Ty's cock twitch and throb deep inside him, releasing a hot flood of cum that filled him completely. The feeling was overwhelming, a mix of pleasure and pain that sent him spiraling over the edge and just as he thought he couldn’t cum anymore he was thrust into the most intense climax of his life. "Oh fuck," Tom moaned, his body convulsing as he came again, spurts of hot cum shooting from his own cock, painting his stomach and chest. Ty didn't stop, his strokes growing more erratic as he chased his own release. "Yeah, that's it," he groaned, his eyes locked on Tom's face, watching the ecstasy play out across his features. Tom felt the pressure build, the tightness in his ass giving way to a feeling of fullness that was almost too much to handle. The sensation was indescribable, a mix of pleasure and pain that had him crying out. "Fuck," Ty breathed, his body shaking as he pulled out, his cock still hard and glistening with cum. "Look what you made me do son." Tom looked down at himself, his body covered in sweat and cum, feeling more alive than he ever had before. He'd just smoked meth and then been fucked bareback by a man, and it had been the most intense, mind-blowing experience of his life. "You liked that, didn't you?" Ty asked, a smug smile playing on his lips. "You liked taking my big, black cock raw." Tom couldn't deny it. His body was still pulsing with the aftershocks of his orgasm, and he could feel Ty's cum leaking out of him, a sticky reminder of what had just happened. "Yeah," he admitted, his voice hoarse. "I liked it." "I knew you would," Ty said, leaning in to kiss him again. His tongue slipped into Tom's mouth, tasting himself, and Tom couldn't help but moan at the sensation. The two men lay there for a moment, panting and spent, before Ty pulled away. "But that's just the beginning," he murmured, his eyes gleaming with lust. "We've got all night and you little white boy still have a lot to learn”.

found this on a hard drive - NOT MY STORY Andy was chatting on the internet, as usual, looking for a hot guy to fuck him, as usual! He is a tall, sexy looking young guy with a nice body and a charming smile. Andy never has any trouble finding spunky men to fuck his ass. He loves to be the btm, and loves to do it bareback. He has not caught the bug so far, mainly, he thinks, because he always asks the men who are about to put their raw dicks inside him if they are "clean". So Andy read through the profiles that were on offer, and was drawn to one in particular. The guy was in his forties, much older than Andy, but he had the most beautiful penis Andy had ever seen. The guy, named Paul, had many pics in his profile of his cock, long fat and hard, sliding in and out of smooth young boy cunts, dripping with thick white cum. Even though Andy was a young hot guy, he secretly lusted after older, rougher looking men, and Paul was perfect! His body looked strong and masculine, like a solid built rugby player or something, and his eyes were deep and inviting as they stared out of the computer screen. Andy was just about to flick Paul a message, when he noticed something on the profile. It said "Full blown poz for 7 years". Andy had fantasize about being pozzed up before, but he always kept it just a fantasy. So he sent a message to the guy saying "Hi" and "Nice Cock". The guy messaged back and they got really into it, chatting about how great it would feel to have a one on one charge party for Andy tonight, and get him all loaded up with poz cum. After a while Paul asked for Andy's phone number and he admitted that he had no intention of going through with it, that he loved life too much to let his sexual fantasy ruin it! So they left it at that. Andy then went and lay down on his bed, with his dildo, and started to slide it slowly up his ass. He sniffed some poppers and wanked off, until he was close to shooting his load. He could not get the image of Pauls cock out of his mind, and he imagined that Paul was fucking him then and there, with no condom, and pumping his ass full of cum. Andy went back to the computer, without cumming, and started chatting to Paul again. Paul said "Hey, why don't you cum over, and we can have safe sex, it will be hot, there is no reason why we can't have some fun, if we are both sensible about it (-: "So Andy fought with his better judgment for a while, but finally his hard-on got the better of him and and he jumped in his car and headed over to Paul's house. When he got there he was struck by how masculine and relaxed Paul was, he was a really sexy guy! They kissed as they stood in the living room together, and Andy felt a kind of electric energy in the air. They went to the bedroom and got undressed in front of each other, their eyes all over one-another's bodies. "So, is this the first time you have ever knowingly been naked with an HIV positive man?" Paul asked "Yeah it is" said Andy nervously, he was so excited about their bodies making first naked contact, he reached out and pulled Paul on top of him, and they kissed deeply, Paul's tongue going so far inside Andy's mouth that he felt as though he was being fucked already. Paul stopped kissing him and looked into his eyes, his 8" thick hard penis was digging into Andy's groin, he said "Feels good doesn't it?" Yeah, it feels amazing" Andy replied. They continued to kiss and Andy felt the full weight of Paul's body on top of him, it felt like the best sensation in the world. Paul worked up a huge gob of spit in his mouth and slowly let it fall into Andy's mouth. Andy opened his mouth and let the spit enter him, loving the feeling of it. They kissed again, and then Paul said "Come with me". He led Andy to the bathroom and made him kneel down. He put his hard penis at Andy's lips, and began to piss, a strong stream of piss that went down Andy's throat. He swallowed it all down, his own cock hard as a rock with lust for Paul. After drinking all Paul's beautiful hot piss, they went back to the bedroom. You like having me inside you, don't you? My piss, my spit?" "Yeah, I love it" said Andy. They rolled around on the bed and Paul began to mount Andy. "I'm not going to put my dick in you, don't worry, I'm just gonna press my cock head against your hole, so you know how great it feels to have a poz cock touching your ass" Andy lifted his legs high and wide, and Paul pressed the huge head of his penis against the tight asshole before him. Pre-cum oozed from the hole at the tip of his penis, and he rubbed it into Andy's tight hole. Paul gave Andy a bottle of poppers and they both inhaled deeply. They kissed and Paul spat another large gob of spit into Andy's open mouth. "This feels so good, doesn't it" "Yeah I've never felt anything so amazing in my life" "You know, if you are into barebacking, its only a matter of time until a guy will poz you up, you may as well do it on your own terms, and with a guy you really like" "I'm scared though, I don't want to feel sickness and pain" "Don't worry, after you convert, and get the fuck flu, you wont feel sick for years, and you can enjoy sex the way it was meant to be. You can become the sperm-slut you know you are, deep inside" Andy looked deep into Paul's eyes, as the head of Paul's penis stayed firmly placed at his boy-cunt. "Oh man, I want to put the rest of my cock head inside you Andy" They sniffed some more poppers, and then Paul pressed a little harder on Andy's hole, and the pre-cum slicked it up so he could put the whole head inside. Andy took another hit of poppers, and then they kissed deeply again. He had never felt so good, his whole body was tingling and he wanted to feel Paul's penis fucking him so much. "Man, your penis is so beautiful, I love it in me so much, I need it man. I wanna take your beautiful sperm inside me" he murmured. "Oh yeah, I wanna put the whole thing in you, I wanna fuck you so hard, I want you to be a slave to my penis, to my sperm. I need to shoot my poz cum in you Andy, can i fuck you man?" They both took another hit of poppers and then Andy said "Yeah, give me your cum, I need it" Andy opened his legs as wide as they would go, and lifted his ass up as high as he could, and Paul pushed himself down, so that Andy's legs were pressed back, and their faces met perfectly. Then it happened, Paul drove his huge hard penis all the way into Andy, and their bodies connected together. "You're gonna have my cum inside you forever man, I'm gonna change your body, you're never gonna be the same again" His cock slid in and out, sometimes all the way out, then all the way in. Andy was trembling with lust, he had never experienced sex like this before, he had no idea his body was capable of such pleasure! The took deep hits of poppers, and Paul kept fucking him deep. "Oh God, man, I'm gonna destroy your body with my sperm, I'm gonna fuck you to death, you're my cum slut now, your a dirty piece of shit, you deserve my AIDS sperm boy" "Oh yeah, I need it, I'm worthless man, just fuck me up, poz me up, I need your HIV, I need your sperm so bad" said Andy, completely lost in the hotness of the fuck. "Fuck man, I'm gonna cum, my sperm is gonna take over your body, give into it man, let it enter you, don't resist it" "Oh man, Oh yeah, fuck man, give it to me, fuck me up man!" The energy in the room was so intense, Andy could feel that something amazing was about to happen in his body, and that he should not try to stop it. They kissed again, long and hard, and then Paul began to cum. He fucked into Andy hard and fast, and deep, and then shot his load of thick white sperm right into Andy's open hungry ass hole. "Oh man, wow, that was amazing!" Andy was stunned, but he remained horny, so Paul jerked him off, while his penis was still hard inside Andy. "This is your last neg load boy! You're never gonna be the same after tonight" Andy was overcome with lust and he shot a huge load of sperm onto his stomach. Paul collapsed on top of him and they lay in each others arms and fell to sleep. A few weeks later Andy came down with the flu, and eventually he tested poz. He was now a pozzed up cum slut, on the prowl for a re-charge...

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

I just stumbled across an interesting WAPO article I wanted to share here... As always be careful clicking on hyperlinks... [think before following links] [think before following links] https://www.washingtonpost.com/opinions/2025/04/03/trump-wilson-world-war-hochschild/?utm_campaign=wp_post_most&utm_medium=email&utm_source=newsletter&carta-url=https%3A%2F%2Fs2.washingtonpost.com%2Fcar-ln-tr%2F41ebbe7%2F67eeb3401c02d2281d849193%2F66845dc845de25149424c9ec%2F19%2F65%2F67eeb3401c02d2281d849193 Jim

You seem to be questioning whether someone is being partisan, and suggesting that DEI may be part of the driving force for that, but without a clearer exposition of your hypotheses I have no way to assess, consider, nor respond sensibly to this post.

[Above: A picture of me in March 2013, immediately after taking a raw load deep in my pozzed-up cumhole.] I wasn't always a cumpig. Throughout my 20s, I was extremely careful to use condoms all the time, even in committed relationships. But when I was about 25, I discovered bareback porn, and it was the hottest thing I'd ever seen: these guys freely gave up their asses to raw tops, BEGGING for loads, celebrating cum instead of fearing it. Bareback porn felt dangerous and intense and exactly right. Soon enough, I was on the local phone chatline, talking to guys who told me all about the world of poz pigs: bugchasers, giftgivers, conversion parties. I began posting profiles on bareback hookup sites, but only as a top -- that was my compromise, my attempt to play with fire from a safe distance. But every time I had my raw dick buried in a jockpig's beautiful wide-open boybutt, I'd see the blissed-out look on his face, his muscular legs spread wide to reveal his hungry faggot cumhole. And after pounding his guts full of my DNA, I'd feel that total sense of connection as I pulled my cum-covered cock from his hole, tiny strings of jizz connecting my raw dick with his pulsing, hungry, dripping cunt. Of course, I wasn't content to live vicariously through those bottom pigs. I wanted to BE them. I finally began living the life of an unapologetic bareback pig in 2007 -- the same weekend I moved to San Francisco. It was mid-July and I was looking for a hookup online. I found a hot couple (one top, one vers); the top wanted to watch his boyfriend take raw dick. I volunteered and headed their way. When I arrived, I was happy to see that they were even hotter than their pictures. Both were in their 30s; the top, Jake, had a square jaw, wolfish eyes, and a tuft of chest hair sticking out from the neck of his T-shirt. His boyfriend, Trey, was a few years younger, clean-shaven and very preppy-looking. It was clear from their tight T-shirts that they had some seriously hot bodies under their clothes. I sat down on their couch, all of us still fully dressed. After a little bit of small talk, there was an awkward pause. Then Jake said to me, "So -- do you party?" I shook my head. "No, I've never done that." He glanced over at Trey, then back at me. "Well -- would you like to try it?" "It's no big deal either way," Trey said to me, doing his best to be as nonchalant as possible. "This stuff just makes you feel a little more horny, that's all." I shrugged. "Sure, I guess," I said. Jake flashed a little half-smile, then grabbed a pipe from a desk drawer. He put the pipe up to my lips, lit it, and told me to wait until his command. Then, when smoke began emerging from the top of the pipe, he told me to begin inhaling slowly. It was a very big hit -- he had me inhaling for a long time, and the cloud that came out of my mouth was thick and solid white -- but he registered disappointment. "That wasn't a very big one," he said. "Let's try one more." Then another. All three hits were administered under the pretense that they were too tiny to be effective. But after that third hit, I sat back, rubbed my crotch, and immediately began squirming on the sofa, feeling a strange, restless need to be naked and feel Jake's muscular, hairy body rubbing up against mine. Jake was watching me closely, nodding while he growled under his breath. "You can take your clothes off, Ben," he said, smiling that half-smile again. "Just get naked. Show off for me. You feeling good?" [Above: A picture of me taken immediately after returning from a hotel party, where I took two loads in my pighole.] I nodded. In fact, I had NEVER felt so good. As I took off my shirt and pants, Jake pulled his dick out of his pants and picked up the pipe again. His 8.5" cock was the perfect instrument for pounding another man into submission -- fat, slightly curved upward, with a mushroom head that was already dripping precum. This amazing tool, hard and glistening, bounced up and down as Jake hit the pipe. He blew the smoke into my mouth, then began running his hands all over my body. "How do your nips feel?" he asked. "They're tingling," I said. He laughed. "Yeah, they sometimes do that when you're fucked up. And how does this feel?" He ran his fingers lightly between my balls and my hole, causing me to gasp. No man's touch had ever felt this amazing. My legs immediately spread to give him easier access to a spot I never knew existed. Jake grinned again. "Nice, Ben. You ever get fucked?" "Sometimes," I said between shivering breaths, his fingers still brushing against my perineum. "Not often." "Well, you certainly look like you're in the mood for some dick," he said. "Do you want my dick inside you?" I answered with a nod. "No," he said, "Nodding isn't good enough. I asked if you wanted my dick inside you. I need to hear what you want." "I want your dick inside me," I said. "Good boy," he replied. Then a pause. "You read our profile, so you must be aware that we only fuck raw," he continued. "Did you know that?" I nodded. "I need to hear it," he said. "I know you only fuck raw." "And once I'm inside this sweet little fuckhole, I will not pull out. Period. Do you understand?" "I understand." Another pause as he continued to brush his fingers around the perimeter of my hole, my legs stretching further and further back as the Tina gave me a hunger for sex like I'd never known. "Now, unless I'm mistaken, I think your profile said that you're negative," he said. "Is that true?" A long pause. I didn't want to answer, because I was afraid that if I told him the truth, he might send me home out of concern for my health. But something about the situation -- his seductive tone, his dripping dick, his half-smile -- told me that I could be honest. "Yes, it's true," I said. "I was tested last week, and I'm still negative." "So you must be aware that the two of us are positive. Right?" "Yeah, I know you're poz." "And you still want me to fuck you?" I couldn't answer at first. All I could feel were those fingers teasing my partied-up fuckhole. "Yes," I finally said. "I still want you to fuck me." "Raw." "Yes, raw." "With our poz cocks, our poz precum, our toxic seed?" "Yes, poz." He grabbed both sides of my head, and drew me close to him so that we were looking directly into each others' eyes. "Tell me what you want, Ben. I know you've been keeping this a secret for a long time, but your secret's safe with me. And you can't get what you want until you tell me exactly what you're craving right now." "Poz seed," I choked out. I couldn't believe I was saying this, and yet I'd never been so turned on in my life. "You want poz seed blasted inside this sweet little neg fuckhole?" "Yes." "Good boy. Repeat after me: 'Please poz me, Jake.'" "Please poz me, Jake." "Louder, boy." "PLEASE POZ ME, JAKE." "Good. I'm so proud of you, Ben." He slapped my ass. "Now I think you need to go jump in the shower. You know what you're about to become? You're about to become a true bottom. Do you know what that means?" "No." "A true bottom," he said, "doesn't let fear get in the way of his top's dick. A true bottom freely surrenders his hungry fuckhole, spreads it wide for the man splitting him in half. Poz or neg, it doesn't matter. The only thing that matters is for the bottom to serve his top man like a good bottom should. It's all about embracing your role as a hot, muscular, hungry jockhole, existing solely to please pig tops. Is that what you want to be -- a true bottom? A bottom pig?" "Yes, please. Please make me a true bottom." At that moment, I saw his fat dick twitch, then ooze a heavy stream of precum onto the floor. Jake's half-smile was now a wide-open, evil grin. "Go shower up, boy," he said. "I can't wait to blast your insides full of my poz seed." MORE SOON...

New Beginning Part 1 Alex and I aren’t exactly innocent, I’ll admit. We were best friends in high school, but being on opposite coasts, we drifted apart during college. A while ago, though, we reconnected online through one of the fetish sites and discovered we were both living in the same city. After a quick back-and-forth, we picked up right where we left off, though some things had clearly changed. These days, we’re both crushing it in our careers, real alphas in that sense. But when it comes to our personal lives, that’s a whole different matter, and we’ve figured out an arrangement that’s just right for us. ----- Back in high school, there’d been a growing distance between us at the start of our senior year that I couldn’t explain. I hadn’t told him I was gay. Afraid of his reaction, I never pushed it, wanting to keep our friendship. Besides, I never had a problem meeting up with guys from the university in town. So, I basically avoided shitting where I ate. We were both summer babies. By then, we were 18 and in peak shape. Physically, we could pass for brothers. Alex was 6’ to my 6’3” and both had classic swimmer's builds from our time on the varsity swim team. Even though I was taller, he had this quiet authority that made me never question him, and I usually just went along with whatever he said. At the beginning of the season, we decided buzz our hair. Well, to be honest, he decided for us. One afternoon, while we were hanging out in his bedroom, he started complaining about his curly hair. Then, out of nowhere, that familiar look crossed his face, and I knew he’d made up his mind about something. Pulling me into the bathroom, he took off his t-shirt, grabbed a pair of clippers, and started buzzing off his curls while I sat there on the toilet, watching. You could say that’s the day things changed in our friendship. “What do you think, Luke?” he asked with a grin, running a hand over his head as his blue eyes sparkled. “Looks better, right?” For a second, I took a good look at him. God, he was sexy standing there and he knew it! With his hair buzzed, his eyes stood out even more. He was smiling, revealing a set of pearly white teeth, paired with deep dimples. I melted and started thinking about how he looked without any clothes on. “Uh, yeah, looks good,” I mumbled, feeling my cock growing in my underwear and hoping it wasn’t obvious. Smiling, he walked toward me, scattering some of the black curls around the bathroom floor. He bent down, took my hand, and started rubbing his scalp with it. “Feels good, doesn’t it?” he smiled, waiting to see my reaction. I just sat there, feeling the short hairs scraping my palm. Damn, it did feel good. All I could do was nod as I started to notice his ever-present bulge growing. Like I said, physically we could pass for brothers, but Alex was definitely bigger than me. Although I’m way above average down there, it was obvious in the showers to everyone who’d won the prize in genetics. “Yep,” he smiled, lifting me up and walking me to the mirror. At this point, I couldn’t do anything but go along. It had always been this way, and he knew it. Standing at the mirror, I could feel him behind me. His bulge was barely pushing against me, just enough that I couldn’t be completely sure. He started being playful, almost teasing me, as he pulled off my shirt. "Let’s do it.” I froze. I could totally feel his bulge against my ass now. Wrapping his arms around me, he pressed his pecs against my back and pinned me against the vanity, making sure I couldn’t move. “Trust me,” he purred in my ear. He moved in and pushed me harder against the vanity to stop me from getting away. With that, he switched on the clippers. Pressing them to the back of my neck, he ran them up, buzzing a stripe right up the middle of my head to make sure it was a done deal. Closing my eyes, I lowered my head as I felt the vibrations on my scalp as his bulge pushed against me. Finally done, he grabbed a hand towel, brushed the loose hair off my shoulders, and checked me out. “There,” he laughed, “Looks good.” “Yeah?” I asked, looking at myself in the mirror, with him still against me. “Yep, definitely,” he nodded, putting his hands on my shoulders and turning me around to face him, “Even better than before.” I just stood there, not able to say a word. That's when he made his move. Taking hold of my smooth pecs, he started playing with my nipples and moved in for a kiss. “Fuck. What are you doing?” I stupidly asked, shocked that he was making a move on me. “Shhh,” he whispered, “Something I should have done before.” Instantly, our lips met, and our tongues invaded each other’s mouths. But all along, I could feel his overtaking mine, shoving it in deeper and deeper, taking possession of my mouth. We started undressing each other until our shorts were around our ankles. That's when I noticed he wasn’t wearing any underwear. “Fuck, Luke,” he sighed, his cock at full mast. “Shower, let’s rinse off.” Once in the shower, he smiled, “Get in, fucker, and close the curtain, the floor’s getting wet.” Dropping my underwear, I stood there naked in front of him. It wasn’t the first time, but somehow it wasn’t the same. Walking into the shower, I closed the curtain and silently watched the water cascade down his muscled back and over his firm ass as he lathered up. When he finally turned around, my eyes moved down the ridges of his hard abs to his shaved crotch and fixed on the droplets falling from the tip of his cock. Tentatively lifting my hands to his pecs, I stepped closer and ran my hands over the smooth slabs of muscle. ‘What the fuck, Luke,” I said, cupping them, “Where’s this coming from?” “You gotta problem with it?” he chuckled with a devilish grin, flexing his pecs before slipping his hand down to my shaved junk to play with it. “Naw,” I gasped, slipping my hands over his body. “That’s better,” he sighed, planting his lips on mine. Our hands started to explore each other’s body. He was grinding his cock into mine and I gave back the same as I pressed into him. Grabbing my ass, he pulled me into him, the water making our shaved skin slick. I’d fantasized about us shaving each other for a meet, but now here we were, my hands were on him and not just to shave him. Releasing me, Alex grabbed my cock and started hitting it against his. “Shit yeah, finally,” he moaned, dropping to his knees and kissed the tip. Then, without a second thought, he opened up and took me in. I could feel his lips sliding over me and gasped, feeling the wetness of his mouth on my cock for the first time. With just the tip in, he sucked and licked the underside with his tongue. I could hear him moaning with pleasure over the rush of water in shower. Fuck, I was getting hard. That’s when he forced his mouth down and swallowed me to the root. I could feel his soft lips around the base of my shaft. “Fuck yeah, Alex,” I moaned. I held onto the shower walls to steady myself, surprised at how easily he took me down. He started to deep throat me, bobbing up and down my cock. He’d pull back until just the tip was in his mouth and flick my piss slit with his tongue. Right away, he’d force his way back down, gripping the shaft with his lips. He kept on sucking until he stood up with big grin and walked out of the shower. “Let’s hit the bed. I want you in me,” he smiled, grabbing a towel to dry off. I just stood there, under the running water, trying to take in what he’d just said and done. Not only was he into guys but wanted me to fuck him. Seeing my confusion, he tossed me a towel. “Fuck, man. I’ve wanted this for a while now. Everyone always wants me to fuck them,” he explained, holding his throbbing cock, “but I’m into nice fat cocks like yours, too.” I nodded, turned off the water, and dried myself off. Running my hand over my freshly buzzed scalp, I followed him into the bedroom where he was already sitting on the side of the bed, legs spread. I just stood there, in front of him, as he opened the nightstand drawer. “Got something we can try,” he smiled. “Dude, what the fuck?” I said, seeing him holding a glass pipe. “Don’t worry,” he grinned, heating the bowl, and inhaled, “I don't do it all the time, but this is a special occasion.” I looked down at him blowing the cloud from his lips. His cock stood straight up as his low hanging shaved sac hid his hole. Fuck, I envied it. Mine was smaller and hugged my shaft when I got hard. He looked me up and down before setting his eyes on my cock. “You’ve never fucked a guy, have you?” I just nodded side to side, not knowing what to say to any of this. “Fuck, Luke. Your cock is perfect,” he growled, holding the pipe as if to tease me, “Get over here.” Leaning over and taking hold of my cock, he pulled me onto the bed and slipped the warm stem between my lips. “Just one hit, that’s all,” he purred. ‘Damn him,’ I thought, knowing I couldn’t resist it when he did that and took the hit. “Good boy,” he smiled, “just one more deep one.” What else could I possibly do but just roll with it? Here I was with my best friend, naked on his bed, whom I had been fantasizing about. So, I went for it, feeling his eyes on me the whole time. I took a deep one, feeling the warmth filling my lungs as he played with my cock. “Deeper,” he growled, “Feels good, doesn’t it? A few more won’t hurt.” I just sat there nodding, starting to feel the effects hit me. I hesitated but did what he told me and kept taking more. Next thing I knew, our bodies were grinding, and our tongues danced as he grabbed my hand and moved it between his open legs. I started fingering his now slicked hole. This drove him even more crazy. He laid back and started moaning. “Goddam it, Luke, fuck me.” For some reason, I hesitated for a second, but I moved down and ran the tip of my cock over the entrance to his hole. Looking up into his face, I easily sank into him, spreading him open and feeling the heat wrap around my shaft. “Fuck, yeah,” he gasped, feeling me inside him. Grabbing his cock, I started rapidly pumping into him, my balls slapping against his ass. I was kind of just going through the motions, not really thinking about what I was doing. Alex kept moaning to keep it up, but suddenly, I could feel myself going soft. I tried to take it all in, finally being here with my best friend, but it was no use. Maybe it was the anxiety of it being the first time or it was a side effect of the meth that I’d heard about, but my body just wasn’t into it. I moved down the bed as my cock slipped out of him. “Sorry, I can’t,” was all I could say, feeling like a failure. Suddenly, Alex sat up, his eyes locking with mine. “Fucker, it’s ok,” he said, kissing me, “I thought you might be a total bottom gay boy and the T you just smoked proved it.” I started to think about all the times we hung out and how it never came up. “You knew about me?” “Yep. I figured it out a while ago,” he smiled, taking another hit before exhaling. “I was cool with it and figured it didn’t matter. So, I didn’t mention it.” “So, what changed?” “I guess I just wasn’t sure how I really felt about guys, until I spent the month at my uncle’s place this summer. I met one of his neighbors. Fuck man, he showed me how good a cock feels up my ass,” he said, looking off into the distance. “Fuck,” I moaned, realizing the moment the distance between us started. “That’s when I started thinking about you differently. Fuck, I realized you were the only one I could always be myself with,” he sighed, looking directly at me. “And that,” I asked, motioning to the pipe, “He show you that, too?” “Yep, he did. I’ll tell you all about it sometime,” he grinned, inhaling another hit and placing his lips against mine, “But now’s not the time.” That’s when he exhaled the cloud into my mouth. He was so in control that I just inhaled it before we kissed again. I still couldn’t believe we were doing this. I started kissing his neck and grabbed his hard cock. I kept on, moving down to his pecs and started moaning, licking the deep ridges of his abs. I gave his cock a few strokes before moving past it and kissed his thighs. “Fucker, suck it,” Alex groaned, “I know you want to.” It was true, I did. So, I grabbed onto his nuts and slowly started licking up his shaft, feeling that popped out vein wrapped around it. I wanted to remember how it felt and tasted. Hitting the underside of the mushroom head, I stopped. There it was, a huge drop of pre-cum slowing rising out of his wide-open piss slit. I couldn’t take my eyes off it. Grabbing his cock, Alex held the head with two fingers and squeezed. I quickly moved to taste it, but he pulled back. “Uh, uh,” he purred, “Tell me what you want.” “Please,” I moaned, looking at the droplet just sitting the between the folds of his piss slit, ready to drop any second. “Please, what?” he chuckled, waving his cock just out of my reach. Looking up into his eyes, I said it. “Please, let me taste it, Alex. I want your cock.” Then, I hit the jackpot. He nodded and I moved in, lapping up the pre-cum before taking him into my mouth. I started moaning, realizing it was finally happening. It wasn’t my imagination. “Fuck!” he groaned, putting his hands on my head and caressing my freshly buzzed scalp, “Goddammit.” I started teasing him, slowly sucking and sliding the tip of my tongue over the piss slit. He couldn't help but moan every time. After a bit, he started to push my head deeper and I let him do it. I wanted to feel him down my throat, but wasn’t sure I could take him. Bit by bit, I let him in. I kept sucking him, my tongue wrapping itself on the underside of the shaft. I was loving it, and I could tell he was, too. Maybe it was the meth or maybe it my wanting it so much, but I slid my tongue along the underside and forced myself down his cock ‘til I could feel him hit the back of my throat. That’s when I gripped his hips and pushed myself more. “AH, SHIT!” he growled, feeling the pressure of my throat give way and he completely slid in. My nose hit his shaved crotch. I couldn’t breathe and started gagging. Part of me didn’t care. I’d done it. I was sucking my best friend's cock. Seeing me continuing to gag, he pushed me off. “Fucking cocksucker! You did it!” he laughed, seeing my spit dripping off my chin before rolling me onto my back. I laid there, looking at him stroking his slimy cock covered in my spit. “Gotta get you ready for Big Alex,” he joked. I gasped as he slipped two rough fingers inside me. Finding my spot, I started moaning. I lifted my hips to meet his slow, deliberate movements, making sure I was ready for him. Satisfied, he spread my legs and placed the tip of his cock at my stretched hole. He slowly started pushing into me. At first, I didn’t think I could take him, but the meth kicked in, and I threw my head back. “Fuck! Do it!” “Damn right, I’m gonna do it,” he growled, feeding me one more hit. “Told you it was a special occasion, and I want to make sure you can take me. Just inhale and relax.” I needed his cock and didn’t care that I was smoking meth, as long as he fucked me, so I took a deep one and tried to relax. “Goddamn!” I yelled, feeling him opening me up. Fuck it hurt. But at the same time, his thick cock felt good sliding into me. “Yep, fucker, you took it right in. No girl’s been able to do that so fast. Usually takes a while,” he moaned, working it slightly in and out of me to get me used to his massive cock. Looking up at him, I could see his eyes filling with lust. “Yeah, Alex, fucking fill me, I’m no fucking girl,” I moaned, losing control and accepting he was in charge. “That’s the plan, fucker,” he growled, going in deeper, “I should’ve done this the minute I got back.” I was feeling him deep inside me now, his balls pressed against my ass. “Shit, you’re fucking huge!” I moaned, “I can’t...” Gripping my hips, he pulled back, just leaving the tip inside me. "You can do it. Gonna breed that fucking tight ass of yours,” he grunted, pushing slowly back in. He paused with about half his shaft left to go. He took a deep breath, grabbed my hips and slammed the rest of it into me. "Goddamn, fuck," I kept repeating as he told me to relax and enjoy it. I loved the mix of pleasure and pain as he leaned in, sweat dripping, and kissed me. He started pumping into me a little harder. “Your hole feels so good on my cock. Tell me how much you’ve thought about it. I know you have.” Wrapping my arms around him, I pulled him in and held him tight. “Fuck, Alex,” I grunted as he started pounding me, “I’ve fucking been jacking off thinking about that fat cock of yours ever since you went away.” “Yeah, fucker? Well, you’ve got it now, anytime you want it.” At this point, I urged him on, recognizing the signs he was close and knowing he’d be unloading into me soon. “Shit, yeah. Give it to me, Alex.” The room filled with our moans from the fucking ‘til I could feel his cock swelling up even more. "Fucking take it," he kept grunting. He kept it up, thrusting harder and harder, before collapsing on top of me. I could feel him spasming and shooting into me. Wrapping my legs around him, I held him tight, feeling the spasms continue and wondering what the fuck was happening. “You ok,” I asked after a bit. “Yep,” he panted, finally calming down. “That happens sometimes. Fuck, that was great. I was worried you couldn’t take me. But, with a little help,” he smiled, motioning to the pipe, “You did it, fucker.” “Sure did,” I laughed and kissed him. I laid beneath him, his body pressing down on mine. Our shaved skin was slick with sweat as the heat from his body mingled with mine. After that, the distance disappeared, and things went back to how they used to be, now just with a little extra closeness between us. I never did try topping again. How could I, after taking Alex’s cock? From then on, all I wanted was his cock inside me, filling me up, and he was more than happy to help with that. Plus, he made sure the pipe was handy, if I needed it.

Surprisingly, there is talk in San Francisco of reopening bathhouses. They closed in the 80s due to the AIDS pandemic. Oddly enough, the license jurisdiction became the purview of the police department, which for years never allow them to reopen. Surprise surprise. The law was recently revoked. The local papers have reported the possibility of two bath houses opening. The cost is projected to be in the million so we’ll see what happens. Fingers crossed! I’m hoping that San Francisco can be a Mecca for gay people once again, especially with everything happened in the United States.

On holiday in a beachside city. Had been bred previous evening in a hotel in a nearby beach but had just checked into the hotel I was to spend a week of vacation. Checked Grindr and was contacted by a guy who sent multiple photos leaving no doubt he was into barebacking. He was local, not a tourist, and mentioned he had a shop nearby where he sold beachwear and sexy underwear and fashionable clothes. While he was happy to come to my hotel suite I had a fantasy of fucking in the shop and he was obliging. Five minutes later I was walking into his shop, a customer left and he locked the door and put up the closed sign. My fantasy would have had us fuck near the picture window but reality, almost as good, had us climb stairs to his living quarters. When we chatted he mentioned he had previously had staff working on this level but moved them elsewhere so that he could more easily hook up with guys there. A slut after my own heart putting ass before profit. He had a practised routine and a special mattress close to hand was quickly in place on the floor and after some hot kissing and sucking I was soon on my back naked having my ass stretched before taking a big load. Took several videos as holiday souvenirs.

I was 14, with a guy who was mid-20s. Met him at the local swimming pool. Only realised I was gay about 6 months before - everyone else fucking knew - and wanted my virginity to fuck off at the earliest opportunity. He made the moves and I totally responded. We saw each other regularly and he taught me a lot about sex, and who I should be in sex. He fucked me a lot of times and even though it sometimes hurt, there was never any time when I didn't love it. He saw exactly who I was and unfolded it out of me. Passed me around a few of his friends too. By the time we fell out of contact when I was 16, I was very sexually experienced, and within a couple of years I was using that experience to make money while at uni. I owe a lot to that man. To this day I'm grateful for those days and nights we spent together.

Love Gay spa and saunas. It's the perfect place to pick up another gay guy who wants exactly what you want as all the other gay guys also go to hook up with others for fun. It's an awesome place to pick-up hiv+ or any other STI. I still go. It's better than grindr .As grindr is useless and going to a gay spa venue is Awesome. It's roulette when it comes to having sex with a guy who loves bareback sex with you and he may have given me something like a sti or STD and that's the life we live as gays.

The door slid open and instant overwhelm filled my senses. The music pulsed and the party raged inside, I turned back to Griff. “Where are we, Griff?” I asked. “Welcome to the vortex, Tag. You’re gonna love it. He led me into the room and as soon as we were through the door it slid shut behind us, causing me to jump at the clang it made as it fully shut. I took in the scene before me. It was a wide open warehouse space that seemed to be a pop-up club of some kind. Everyone was writing around dancing or- wait. Were they dancing? Are they naked? I could swear I saw them- “Come with me.” Griff pulled me to a room off to a side before my eyes could fully adjust to the scene before me. We were now in what appeared to be a locker room. Griff brought me to a locker in the corner, 347. He undid the lock. I recognized Tom’s clothing inside. “What’s happening? Where’s Tom?” I asked, growing concerned. “He’s out there having fun, bud. Just like we will be in a minute. There’s a dress code here.Underwear or less only.” Griff said to me. I blinked at him unbelieving. “Is this a joke? Are you pranking me?” “No joke, Tag.” Griff said, stripping off his shirt and tossing it in the locker. He looked good. He- I shook the thought from my head. Then he held my gaze as he unzipped and took off his jeans, putting them in the locker next. He was not in a hot pink jockstrap. My eyes were transfixed by his package. “See, no joke- Underwear only.” “But- I’m not wearing anything to make me look sexy like you. Er- I mean, I’m just in plain boxer briefs.” “I got you covered, Tag. I knew you might not be aware of what went on here so I brought you these.” Griff said, holding out a black jockstrap. I felt my dick jump in my pants, what a traitor it was. I was still so confused about all of this. I thought this would just be like a college frat party or something; a keg, some girls, maybe some pot. Now I had no idea what to expect from here. Griff took my face in his hands and brought my head to his so our foreheads were touching. “Look, I know this may be out of your comfort zone but I promise you that you are going to love tonight. It’s going to open doors for you. IT’s going to change everything for all of us. Tom and I we’ve been having all kinds of new fun and I want you to be a part of it, but Tom thinks you too innocent and doesn’t want to corrupt you. Let’s show him you can handle it- That this was in you all along.” “What was in me?” I asked. Then Griff was kissing me, I was shocked for a moment, then had a moment where I considered pushging him off of me to tell him I was no fag but his kiss felt… right. So I surprised myself by giving in. By kissing him back. We kissed for a few minutes right there at the locker before we broke apart, sheepishly grinning at one another. “You’re gay?” “Fuck, who needs labels kid? If it feels good, it's for me. Are you gay?” I blushed and stammered. He was hitting close to truths I hadn’t confided in anyone yet, hadn’t even acted on yet. ”Don’t worry, Tag. Tonight is going to feel good. I got you. Whatever you are, gay bi, whatever. I love you man, always have. Do you trust me?” “Of course I do.” “Good boy.” Griff said before reaching for then pulling off my shirt, I raised my arms and let him. Then allowed him to unbutton and unzip my pants. I let them fall. He then reached out and felt my bulge in my boxer briefs. “Damn, Tag. You’re big.” I swallowed down before reaching out, with his free hand he brought my hand to his pink jock encased package. “You are too.” “Put these on, then drink this.” He instructed, pulling a bottle with some juice from the locker. “We gotta get out there. It’s gonna be a good night.” I did as I was told, the juice tasted like shit. “What is this?” I asked as I downed the mini bottle of it, he must have spiked it with booze. “It juice with a little something extra, you said you trust me, remember?” And I did. I smiled at the way he watched me put the black jockstrap on. I’d always held a secret attraction to griff and now here we were, it was like a fantasy come true. When I was done, he threw my stuff in the locker and shut it before drawing me to him for another kiss. “Let's go man, tonight begins right now” he turned me around, slapped my ass and pushed me towards the door. Out in the club I felt self-conscious in just my jockstrap and shoes but Griff took my hand and felt reassured. Taking in the scene fully now I noted there seemed to be no women here, only men. They were all dressed in underwear or fully naked. Some did move in syncopation with the music, dancing. However, some also gyrated against each other sexually, making out aggressively or rubbing hard cocks. My eyes bulged looking over and seeing a guy on his knees servicing an older gentleman in leather who gave me a nod when he caught my stare. In another corner in a sling a blindfolded and harnessed guy was taking a cock up his ass while also sucking off a second man. I looked at Griff, then smiled. “This place is insane.” “Right?! We’re like kids in a candy store. Let’s dance.” And Griff pulled me into the mad crush of bodies. There were probably about 35 people in total. As we danced, we made out. Our tongues clashed and my hands found purchase on Griff’s toned body. He ran his hand along my side before bringing them to rest on my ass and pulling me as close to him as he could get me. He whispered in my ear “Tonight, you’re mine. And whoever else you want. But I need to have you, okay?” I could feel a warmth spreading in me and just kissed him more. This was more than I could have wished for and it was happening! Like some fucked up, kinky version of Cinderella where a black jockstrap subbed in for a glass slipper. The warmth I was feeling made me hornier than I had ever felt and I wondered what had been in the juice Griff had given me, but I also didn’t care. I slipped my hand down the front of Griff’s pink jockstrap. He broke from our kiss and looked at me. “Well, well, well. Someone’s eager!” And wasn’t I just that. I wanted him. His cock pulsed against my hand and I rubbed my palm along it before wrapping my hand around its length. “I need it, Griff.” I yelled in his ear over the thrum of music. “I know baby boy, all in good time.” Then a hand landed on his shoulder and spun him away from me, pulling my hand out of his pouch. I whimpered but let him go. When I realized who had spun him around, alarm bells rang out in my hazy mind. Tom. Shit. “Griff, there you are. I was wondering where you’d gone off to. I got distracted by a sexy hole. What have you been up to?” My big brother, Tom, asked Griff. Griff, ever the diplomat, seized control of the situation and feigning dance spun Tom around so now Tom’s back was to me. They gyrated against each other a few feet away and continued a conversation I couldn’t really hear. I knew I was fucked if Tom saw me, and not in the way I wanted to be. He’d probably kick me out, make me wait in the car or something. Why couldn’t he see me the way I saw him? Over Tom’s shoulder Griff signaled to me to go away “I’ll find you.” he mouthed. “Have some fun”. So I did. Feeling warm and horny I ventured off into the club on my own. END OF PART 2 What trouble will Tag up to on his own? Find out in Part 3- coming soon!

Aching for a thick cock to breed me

Part 4: Paying for My Decisions Maybe this will be a warning for some of you. It's taken me a couple of days to put into words what happened, because it's so crazy! So, you probably guessed that Sean came over. And yeah, he found me face-down, ass-up on my bed. It was just a few seconds (or maybe microseconds?) after I heard the door creak over. I felt that dreaded by desired thick cock probe my hole. And then a quick and unexpected jab. Oh fuck! I screamed in surprise. I didn't expect it so hard and quick. Then, he just held it in place. Despite only spending a short time with him the first time, he knew what I liked. That hot wet tongue went straight to my ear. The pain of the jab was replaced with the hot slurping sounds of his tongue in my ear. And, it was almost a reflex, when I yelped, "I wanna get aids!" Sean went to work on my ass. Oh my god, what an onslaught! What the hell was I thinking? After a minute or so of relentless pounding, he told me to thank him for getting aids. Okay, I would have said anything then because the pleasure was beyond describable. But, I was kinda surprised how much more turned on I got when I answered , "Thank you for A ---" ... ah fuck, he pounded me harder, "A --" .. I couldn't quite get it all out because of the rampage his massive cock was having on my hole. I finally made it out, and sounded like I was hiccuping as I replied "Thank you for AIDS!" He paused for a moment and demanded, "Say it again!" I couldn't help but to reply "Thank you for AIDS!" I was rewarded with another furious dicking. And then he stopped again. "How much do you want it?" he asked me. I didn't hesitate and didn't want him to pause any longer "I want it so fucking bad!" I nearly cried. "How much?" Sean said again, not seeming satisfied with the answer. I didn't know what he wanted to say. He clarified, "How much cash do you have right now?" Uggh . why was he pausing? He must have know how much I needed it. "LIke forty dollars, I think." I managed to guess. "Good, you're gonna give that to me," Sean insisted as he put his cock back into me. "Yes!" was my only answer. Sean was growing quite satisfied and I was more than excited as he pumped his cock deep into me. "You're such a whore, you are paying for aids," Sean said triumphantly. "Yes!" I was trying not to squeal in pleasure, "I'm paying you for aids!" I was in disbelief at what I was saying, but strangely turned on. Sean knew I would say or do anything for his dick. I was completely under his control now and he knew it. And I didn't care. His strokes were now quicker and stronger, He felt impossibly deep inside me; and I could tell from his breathing he was close to coming. "Ready for more aids cum?" Sean asked. There was only one clear answer, " Fuck yes! I wanna get aids!" Within a few seconds, he pounded me nearly into unconsciousness. I felt the erupting. I knew I was getting more aids cum and my dick turned into a faucet as I felt him fill unload deep inside me. Whether it was because of shock or pure exhaustion, I passed out. When I finally awoke a few hours later, I looked to my nightstand and saw my wallet opened and turned upside down. I grabbed it and looked it. Shit, I really paid for it.

Part 3: How to Stop? It was all kinda surreal. Sean left rather quickly after he filled my ass with his aids-filled cum. I was still trying to make sense of all of the contradictory feelings I had. Reality started to seep in. I might have gotten aids. The only thing I specifically remember him saying to me was "if you want more, you know what to text me." I couldn't believe what I just did. I showered vigorously after that, and tried to wash out my hole. Despite my efforts, I saw no evidence of his cum leaving me. Fuck, he must have been deep in me? I felt that wave of panic again as i considered the thought. In a last effort to find and perhaps remove any cum, I let my soapy fingers probe my hole some more. I tried to block out the words echoing in my brain "I wanna get aids." I tried to reconcile how I could have knowingly let a guy with hiv fuck me. It made no sense! And neither did the hard-on that grew as I probed my hole. What's going on here?! Intense memories of his recent dicking danced in my head. I tried to ignore them, but my dick was suddenly at full attention. As the water was trying to wash the last bit of sweat off me, I found myself stroking my dick as my left hand was fingering my own hole. There it was again, that odd and indescribable sensation. A longing? Maybe he was just a good fuck. It didn't matter. Sean was hot. It's not wrong to jack off thinking about a good fuck. I figured I'd just rub one out and be done with it. I couldn't forget his words "I'm giving you aids" as I jacked my cock. Why was I so turned on? His message replayed over and over as tugged at my member. It was only a few seconds before my orgasm arrived, almost without warning. And, oddly enough I found myself blurting out "i wanna get aids!" even as I found myself disgusted by the thought. In the days that followed, I tried to put Sean out of my mind. But, at least once a day or night, I'd find myself thinking about him and how good it felt and how I never felt like that before. After a week, I decided things couldn't get worse. I mean I let a guy with HIV fuck me and cum in me. And not just a gentle fuck, it was a serious pounding. I couldn't imagine being anything but poz now. Why not reach out to him? And so I found the courage to text him. He didn't respond to my "hey sup?" messages or my less-inhibited "let's fuck" invitation. I then knew what he wanted to hear. It was much easier to text it than to say it: i wanna get aids. When my phone vibrated with his quick response, I nearly jumped. "when?" was Sean's response. My heart raced. Could I do this again? I took a shot of vodka. I needed to calm down and think straight. One shot became two, then three, just ten minutes later. I closed my eyes and tried to focus. What do I really want? I glanced down at my phone again. The warm Vodka-induced sensation in my chest had a calming effect, I guess you could say because it was much easier to text my reply: NOW! Despite feeling somewhat calmer, the vibration from his response still startled me a bit. "Be there in ten," Sean replied. I kinda forgot how small Lansing Michigan was until he sent me that text. The one that followed brought me a bit closer to reality, "lube your hole well. i want quick entry." I realized that I wanted to take his beautiful cock into my mouth and so I tapped back, "i can't wait to suck your dick this time." And it was then that I noticed my massive boner fighting its way up through my briefs. His response was one part disappointing and one-part exciting. "no head, I want every drop of my poz cum in ur ass, even pre-cum." Oh shit, what was I going to do?

Part 2: Hey, wanna get aids? I've had a hard time trying to explain this next part. It's all kinda messed up in my head, still. It's so irrational. But, I'll try to make it make some sense. I took up Sean on his invitation to his place. Honestly, I almost turned around a few times. I was kinda shocked that I ended up there. We made some small talk, and Sean offered me a drink. That helped calm me down some. And then he just told me I should go to his bedroom and undress and lie down on my stomach. I don't know why, but it all seemed so normal. I couldn't get his warning out of my head .. he was going to give me aids. Yet, somehow I walked back to his bedroom and was surprised that I already had a hard-on. As I lied down on his bed, the satin sheets felt amazing against my cock. For a moment, I worried I might get pre-cum on his sheets then kinda laughed to myself that I would worry about such a thing in this situation. I didn't hear him come in. I just felt a hand on the back of my thigh. When I turned my head to get a look, there was his body looking even better than his pictures. His cock seemed even bigger somehow as it bent upward. It was shiny and you could say radiant. Before I knew it, he was on top of me, and I quickly found his dick probing around my hole. I felt unexpectedly wet. Then, I realized he must have already lubed himself while I waited for him. He leaned into my ear and asked, "Why are you here?" And for some reason, I drew a blank. I didn't know what to say right away. He was prodding around my hole, and it was very distracting and arousing. And, then, I remembered why. I softly answered, "I wanna get aids." Say it again, he said and then licked the inside of my ear. "I wanna get aids" I said a little louder. That's when I felt him start to make entry. I'm a decent bottom, but he felt much thicker than I imagined. It burned for a moment, then he pulled out, and gently pushed in the tip, this time having acquired more lube. My mind raced. What was I doing?! When he spoke, I felt more at ease, oddly enough. "You're gonne get aids," he said as he dipped his thick head deeper into me. I gasped for breath. The shock of my willingness and the quick entry both startled me. I squirmed a little bit as my ass was slowly stretched and I felt his length pry into me. "Say it," Sean prompted me. I didn't hesitate this time and managed to say more loudly, "I wanna get aids." He retracted his cock a bit, and slid it in a bit deeper. "Say it again," he said. The feeling was indescribable. I was terrified and turned on at the same time. I never felt so conflicted, but never so horny either. This time, I blurted it out "I wanna get aids!" Another tongue into my ear. His tongue violated my ear just as aggressively as his cock was violating my ass. I didn't need his prompt this time. "I wanna get aids!" I announced even louder to hear it over the slurping noise in my ear. Suddenly, his gentle thrusting picked up into a steady fucking. And it felt wonderful! And .. just full. I was full of cock! When I didn't think I could feel any better, he whispered into my ear, "I'm giving you aids." The feeling was too intense. I had to close my eyes. I almost thought I would shoot cum out my eyes if I didn't. I never been more turned on. "Oh Shit!" I started yelling when he picked up his pace. I was starting to lose control. My sanity disappeared altogether. All I knew how was that I wanted Sean to give me aids. And I couldn't stop asking for it. I don't know how many times I begged for it. "I want aids!! Give me aids!!!!" At this point, it all seemed perfectly normal. He was fucking me furiously. That's not the right word. He wasn't just fucking me, he was violently attacking my hole faster and harder than I had ever felt. He was grunting as he continue to pound me and assured me "yeah .. you're getting my fucking aids in you. You love my aids cock fucking your hole don't you?" he asked at some point. I remember screaming, "fuck yes! fuck yes! give me aids! please give me aids !!!" And then I felt it. The pumping, the balls deep thrusts that hit places inside me I never know I had. "Here it comes!" he exclaimed. And then I felt the wetness, the spasms of his cock inside me. I involuntarily started to cum into the satin sheets beneath me too. As I began to orgasm, a flash of reality hit me. Mid-orgasm, I realized "I'm getting aids ..." I felt a wave of panic overcome me. He kept pounding me deeply and my ass felt squishy. I don't know how it happened, but the terror I felt was folded into my orgasm and I ended up howling "Fuck yes! want aids!!!" And then I must have cum buckets. The satin sheets underneath me felt entirely drenched. I still felt Sean inside me with occasional pumping sensations. And I didn't want him to pull out. To this day, I still don't know why I did that.

PART 3 As I gratefully slurped on Jake's fat poz dick, I couldn't get over how sweet his seed tasted as it dripped from his twitching cock. Precum continued to pulse out of his shaft. His balls still hung heavy with millions of infected sperm. I wanted all of that seed swimming up in my guts, taking over my body, colonizing me with his deadly DNA. I looked up at him, and he grinned at me, shaking his head and laughing. "That's only your first load, and you're already addicted to my virus," he said. "You're such a good boy. You ready for more poz dick?" "Fuck yeah," I said, arching my back even more and spreading my knocked-up cunt for Trey, who was rubbing the head of his raw cock against my dripping hole. Trey slapped my ass. "That's not just a hole anymore," he said to me. "That's a fuckin' CUMhole. Isn't that right, boy?" "Yes," I answered. "What's that cumhole for?" Trey asked. "For taking raw dick and poz seed," I said. "Damn, Jake. He's such a good boy," Trey said. "I think he deserves a little bump of T inside this swollen cunt." "Fuck yeah, baby," Jake said, leaning over to spread my hole with his hands. "Put a few shards on the end of your raw dick and work 'em in. Make him bleed a little more. Get him even hungrier. I want him good and wrecked before Beau shoves his toxic dick inside this hungry little fuckhole. Hey, boy," he said to me. "You feel that cum dripping out of your cunt? Trey's gonna plug you up with his dick and work all that poz jizz into your little neg butt, your tissues, your bloodstream. He's gonna rub my sperm deeper into you. And from here on out, we're only gonna use our virus as lube. Got that?" "Yes," I answered. "Yes. Please. I want it. More poz seed. Inside me. Deeper. Please." Jake grunted approval. As I kept worshipping his twitching poz dick, I heard Trey rustling around in a plastic bag behind me. Then I felt the head of his cock push up inside my hole, along with a scratching, burning heat that first made me tense up. But just a moment later, hunger radiated up my spine, and I backed my hole onto his dick in one greedy backward thrust. "Thatta bitch," said Trey. "Fuck yourself on my poz dick, boy. Fuck yourself to death. I want to see how much you want my virus." I pushed off his cock, then pushed back again to swallow his shaft with my partied-up hole. Then again. And again. Faster. Hungrier. Grunting, panting, whimpering with pain and insane pleasure, possessed by a deep need for these men to make me theirs forever. I glanced over at Beau, who was still hard at work under the desklamp. Were those needles in his hands? And why was one of the syringes a deep shade of red? Trey didn't last long: after a minute or two of watching me impale myself on his poz dick, he grabbed my hips and reclaimed control of my neg cunt. "Fuck, Jake," he said. "I'm not gonna last much longer. This boy needs another dose of our strain. Don't you, boy?" I whimpered. Jake smacked me on the side of the head. "Trey asked you a question, boy. Do you want his strain?" "Yes, I want his poz strain," I replied. "Please infect me. Knock my ass up. Make me yours. Own me. POZ ME. PLEASE." Hearing that, Trey's breath grew shorter, and his dick got even harder. "Fuck you, bitch," he said to me. "You're getting pozzed tonight whether you want it...or...NOT." Then he went into a convulsive, ass-pounding orgasm, his poz dick pumping stream after stream of tainted cum into my wide-open neg hole. As he continued to shake with each pulse of his fat dick, I pushed my ass against him again, working his cock with my swollen cunt, doing everything I could to drain him completely and get that strain as deep as it could go. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Beau watching us from the desk, his hand working his dick as his balls bounced with every stroke. I was mesmerized by those balls -- low and full and deadly. Beau smiled. "I think this boy's ready for the next stage of his initiation," he said to Jake. Jake nodded. With Trey's dick still twitching inside my slopped-up cumhole, Beau walked over and knelt down beside me, turning my face to look at him. He was in his late twenties, and had the look of a fratboy gone to the dark side: backwards ball cap, strong jawline, military haircut, muscled-up pecs, and a trail of fur running down the middle of his abs to a veiny cock, even bigger than Jake's, that was perfect for pozzing up uninitiated jockboy hole. It was his eyes that gave him away: dark, almost pitch-black, piercing, the eyes of a Devil who's out to destroy. "We've made you into a hungry boy," he said to me. "But it's time to make you even hungrier. Are you ready to be a shameless, trashy cumpig for us to pimp out and poz up all night long? You ready to go to the next level?" I nodded. "I'm ready," I said. "I'll do anything. I want your virus. Bad." "Anything?" "Anything. Please. Poz me." Beau grinned, and turned to Trey. "Let's put him on the couch," he said. "Prop up his arm on a pillow." He walked back to the desk, returning with four syringes. He handed one each to Jake and Trey, put another behind his ear, and held out the last one for me to see. It was a deep crimson red. "See that, boy? That's my blood. I melted a syringe full of Tina with my fucking toxic blood, and I'm gonna pump this into your vein. After that, you're gonna be 50 times higher than you are right now. By that point, you won't even feel like a hot little jockboy anymore -- you'll be nothing but a hole, and you'll welcome every AIDS-infected cock deep in your wrecked cunt. You ready for that, fucker?" I turned to Jake. He rubbed my chest reassuringly. "It's OK, pig," he told me. "Believe me, you want this. Just trust us. You'll fucking love it." Beau was already applying a tourniquet to my arm. Meanwhile, Jake and Trey were doing the same to theirs. "Watch Jake do his hit," Beau said to me. "He's going to stick the needle in his vein, draw it back to make sure that he's directly connected to his bloodstream, then push the plunger in. That delivers the T right into his circulatory system. Watch." I watched. Jake inserted the needle. He pulled back the plunger, a flood of red filling the syringe. Then he pushed the plunger in, pulled the needle out, and released the tourniquet, raising his arm above his head. His mouth dropped open and his eyes rolled back. He let out a long, shaky breath. And his dick suddenly curved even further upward, a stream of precum oozing out of his piss-slit as he broke into an ecstatic grin. "See that?" said Beau. "Now, it's gonna be really intense at first. You might feel like you're having trouble breathing, and you might feel really warm all of a sudden. But don't worry -- that's normal. Just relax into it. OK?" "OK," I said, resting my arm on the pillow. Beau had no trouble finding a vein, gently inserting the needle into my arm. Even from that initial puncture, I felt a tiny rush from the T on the needle. He pulled the plunger back, and the red color of the syringe grew even darker. "Ready, boy?" he said, looking me in the eye. "You ready to take my virus directly into your bloodstream?" "Fuck yeah," I said. "Push that poz blood into me." "You didn't have a choice, bitch." He plunged the syringe's contents into my vein just before releasing the tourniquet. It hit me immediately. I felt a powerful rush in my head, and I went into a coughing fit as I tasted something chemical at the back of my throat. Then my breathing grew shallow, causing me to have a moment of panic -- but then Jake was lying down next to me, wrapping his arms around me, running his hands over my chest and stomach. "Just relax, buddy," he said. "It's OK. It's intense, I know. But just relax into it. Relax." I looked him in the eyes, my breathing still tense and labored. "Here," he said. "Does this help?" With a light touch of his fingers, he moved down to my slopped-up cumhole, gently inserting two fingers just an inch or two into my cunt. As soon as his fingers entered my knocked-up butt, all thoughts of panic vanished. Suddenly my fuckhole was the center of my universe -- it expanded around his fingers, seemed to expand into the entire room. I was nothing but a hungry slammed-up poz-craving cunt dripping with two loads of viral seed. Nothing else -- just a hole, ready to surrender to any dick that wanted to mark me and charge me up. My eyes rolled back in my head, I let out a long, low moan, and my hole felt ready to swallow Jake's hand. He grinned. "There you go," he said. "That's the sound of a slampig being born." I looked up toward Beau, who was just then plunging the syringe into his vein. My eyes fixated on his cock as it twitched and dripped during his initial rush. Meanwhile, he stared right back at me. "Show me your slampig fuckhole," Beau said. "Spread it. I wanna see what I'm gonna flood with poz seed." I spread my cum-soaked, torn-up hole as far as I could. He watched me with his dark Devil eyes, jacking his unmedicated poz cock, his fat shaft glistening like steel. "Nice," he said to me, his eyes gleaming with a hunger to destroy me -- me, this helpless negboy bitch with veins pumped full of Tina and tainted blood. "Keep those legs up, boy. I'm gonna pound that cunt and poz you the fuck up." MORE SOON...

Very good story. Looking forward to more. As more time passes, it will become ever more likely that the bottom will wake up (bearing in mind he's been fucked and played with several times already). Therefore, perhaps the next top should tie him up and tape gag him before he 'wakes', in order to ensure he is still compliment to whatever intentions the top has in mind. Just a suggestion......!

This is a fictional story based on a few real life things. It'd dedicated to PartyandBreed -- I wrote this just for him. ***************************************************************** I always fucked or got fucked bareback and when BBRT came along it facilitated that itch in a mostly easy manner. At first I only hooked up with men who listed their status as negative because, years before PrEP, I didn’t want to become infected, but being a dedicated barebacker, and having a filthy mind, led me to consider HIV+ top men when I was horny. Even so, I still was not quite ready to take that step. I started using the breeding.zone website a bit later. I was mostly lurking, reading stories, adding the occasional comment until I decided I wanted to add something to the 'Bug Chasing' fiction section. I wrote “Cody’s Return” (which evolved into “Cody’s Bareback Adventures”) and the flood of years of depravity in my mind rushed out, including plenty of things I have never done and will likely never do. I was horny and the culmination of every porn scene, every dirty story, and every sex club I’d ever been to all culminated into characters and a story of things I get off on (mostly bug chasing, incest, piss). Suddenly my profile got a lot more attention and my inbox grew. I continued the stories later writing “Kevin Is HIV+” (a still ongoing story on this site). I heard from guys who loved what I wrote, some with suggestions, and others just loving the spank material. More than one of them I wanted poz cock from, if they were ever local. By the time I began writing these stories any fear of being HIV+ or taking cum from HIV+ men was gone and I was full on bug chasing and writing about things I actively wanted to do. A hot member named PandB messaged me and said he wants me and him to act out some of the fuck scenes from my stories. He said he’s not on meds and that he’d love to be the guy that infects me. With all of those stories, and several filthy messages, we agreed it’s what we both wanted to do. I wanted him to infect me, converting me into a HIV-positive bottom, and he wanted to do it … we’d tell each other this over and over several times over the course of a few months while planning for him to visit. He doesn’t live that far from me, but my life has been busy so we finally agreed to meet on a weekend after things calmed down when it’s convenient for both of us. He drove to my house and I let him in, we hugged, we looked at each other and things got very quiet for a moment. A smile crossed his face, a smile crossed my face and in that moment we both knew I’d have his cum inside me before we did anything else. I showed him around the house, and when we got to my bedroom he unceremoniously pushed me on the bed in a show of confidence, leaned down over me giving me a deep kiss, then, when the kiss was broken, he asked "Why aren’t you naked?” I pushed off my shoes and stripped off my clothing. Although he gave me another quick kiss, I'd estimate he had shed his clothing - his glasses, shirt shoes, socks, trousers, in three second flat, the entire time staring at me. Young guys are so fun and eager. At this point my cock was raging. We had talked at length about what we both wanted and needed. There was really no reason to talk anymore; he was here and we were going to fuck. That was it. He looked into my night stand but it was empty. “Lube?” he asked. “Bathroom, top drawer.” He grabs the Gun Oil and by this time I was naked, on all fours on the bed. “Get on your back,” he instructed as he lubed cock. 'Fuck yeah', I thought. I had thought he might want it doggie, but my favorite way to be fucked is on my back, legs up, especially if the guy fucking me is poz as I love seeing the face of a poz guy as he enjoys my hole. No sooner was I in position than I felt PandB's hands working some of the lube into my hole. He climbed onto the bed, looking at me, and pushing my legs back so they rested on his shoulders. Then he looked down at my ass, lining up his cock, I could feel his cock head slide around, and when his head penetrated my hole, and involuntary "Ahhhhhhh, go slow, aahhhh,” escaped my lips. PandB leaned forward, a smirk on his lips as his cock slowly sunk into my tight neg ass. “Ohhhh…. Ahhhhh … feels good,” he remarked. I couldn't take my eyes off his. “Yessss," he hissed in pleasure. This continued until his nuts were resting on my ass. “That’s all of it, dude. Now you've got an eight inch poz cock in your ass.” "An unmedicated poz cock,” I added, giving his cock a squeeze and a playful look. "Yup. Unmedicated,” and giving a push to emphasize the words, “Poz cock.” His cock lodged inside my ass, we made out. While I really, really wanted him to fuck me, and I was definitely ready as I was horned-up and absolutely wanted it, but but I also love being kissed. He held himself a bit more erect, my legs anchored on his shoulders, and rode my tight hole. I don’t get fucked enough and I imagine the friction on his cock told him as much. We stared directly into each other’s eyes. We had talked for months about what it will be like when we hooked up, what it would be like when he fucked me bareback, and how much he got off on the thought of infecting neg bottoms – especially when the bottom begs for it. I finally blurted out, “Fuck me man … I want your poz load inside me,” somehow sensing that he'd understand how desperate I was to have his poz cum inside my body He doesn’t say a word he just looks at me with a grin that says, “yeah fucker … you’re gonna take as much poz cum as I give you, I want you poz”. His eyes close a moment as he slowly fucks me and a moan escapes his lips, “Yes …. Fuck yes…. Been waiting for this”, “Me too man”. He fucks me like that for a good 10 minutes, not a lot of talking just the sounds of his cock and balls using my ass, but we know what we both want him to do and that mental connection is enough to keep thinks hot and heavy. When he leaves and drives back home I know we both want the HIV in his cum to have made its way into my bloodstream so that the next time I test I will get a positive result. Just thinking that he wants this as much as I do really makes me hard. Finally I feel I need to state that I want that first load, and I start talking filthy, “Fuck yea dude … you’re gonna fucking infect my neg ass, gonna give it to me, fuck me the way you did that guy told me about … convert me like you did him”, “Yes, yes … ohhhhhhhhhh fuck yes”. I just keep egging him on and on using my ass muscles to squeeze his cock on the outstroke while saying nasty things I know will make him need to cum. His face is sweating against my hairy leg and we’re both working him towards an orgasm that’s been several months in the making. My cock is leaking tons of precum now but I rarely cum during sex and being a bottom I want all of the attention focused on his cock and anything that makes him nut. “I want it PandB … I want your poz virus in me, … fucking infect me”, “Yeah … yeah”, he doesn’t say much. He’s sweating, the room is warm, and I know he’s focused entirely on using my ass as a receptacle for that unmedicated poz load. I’m pretty sure we’re going to do this 10 more times over the course of the weekend, but right now I just need his cum inside me so I can carry around his bug while we watch tv, kiss, cuddle and goof off. Also, the longer his load is in me, the more likely it’ll be absorbed into my body, and I’ll end up HIV-positive. “I want this dude … I want to be poz like you … I want to be poz”, that sets him off, “Hot fucker!! I’m gonna breed that neg ass … Gonna fuck it, breed it, and when I’m gone I guarantee you, you WILL be infected with HIV”. Then I hear the orgasm coming, “Uhhhhhhh… ohhhhhh god,…. Oh fuck, I’m close … I’m close”, I use that to squeeze down on his cock harder, “You want this”, “Fuck yeah I do”, “You want it … you wa…. UHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH OH FUCK !!!! OH FUCK !!!!!”, and his first load of poz cum is squirting into my ass. “Fuck! Give me that poz … “, but he cuts me off, “FUCK FUCK….. OH FUCK I’m cummmming so hard babe”. The rest of weekend went much the same, I took 12 more loads from him (gotta love youth). I messaged him on the 9th day after that weekend; I had the flu. I felt shitty but he had no sympathy for me. He told me it was fucking hot and exciting that we’d had sex and now I was sick. He said I was a bottom who barebacked and I deserved this for letting him cum inside me. I knew he was right, but I also knew I wouldn’t get hard over it until I got to feeling better.

Maybe better to talk in DMs? 😉 Not sure this is the right section of the site for me to go into that. 😉

From the "stories" about prison sex that I've heard, it would not be hard to imagine that some of my rougher Chem & fuck scenes were with ex cons. If they were I was only to happy to be their plaything. Couldn't walk after they'd finished but I knew I'd given them the sex they wanted & I was filled, dripping & ready for the next cock.

Definitely on my back on the bed with my head hanging over the end. Then he can take my mouth and throat to pound town and cum deep in me. A massive bonus is I get to smell his sweaty balls pressed over my nose with each deep thrust

Let's just file this one under fiction, okay? 'Cause I'd die if people knew what happened to me. I guess it all started a few weeks ago. I was on a4a and received a message from a hot hung dude. Let's call him Tommy. In my entire life I had never before seen so stunningly gorgeous a man, and his dick was perfection. Then I read his status: poz. Although he was amazingly good looking, I thought about it, and held-off on responding to his message. A couple of days later he messaged me again and asked if I was his type. I didn't want to be rude, so I told him I thought he was hot but I don't play with poz guys. Well, to make a long story short, he made an interesting proposition that was hard to ignore. Or maybe I couldn't ignore it because I was hard? Ehh .. who knows. To make a long story short, he ended up at my place and his dick was starting to enter me. In all honesty I was a little freaked out: a poz dick was about to enter my hole. This was definitely a first. But, I remembered Tommy's assurance that he would only 'shallow fuck' me and this was very safe. His plan was to very slowly work his fat dick into my hole and then very slowly and very gently fuck me with just the tip of his massive cock. He explained to me that it could feel better than being fucked hard and deep because all of the sensations are magnified when the top goes slow. And damn, was he right! Not only was his cock the biggest I had ever had in my ass, he also entered my ass more slowly than any big cock had ever fucked me before. When we started, I honestly thought it would hurt like hell, but he used a massive amount of lube and, true to his word, was very gentle. The problem was that it felt way to good. He didn't need to ask me. I'm sure my moans told him all he needed to hear. "How's that feeling?" he whispered into my ear. All I could do was answer with more moans and gasps. "Okay," he said, "we should probably stop now. I'm glad you enjoyed it." Then, he stopped and withdrew. Almost involuntarily I found myself pleading "Please, put it back in!" He kissed the back of my neck and replied "Gosh, I love fucking your hot bubble butt, but, I'm liking it too much," adding as he rubbed my crack with his cock, "and I'm worry you will like it too much and that I'll turn you into a chaser." I just wanted to get fucked more. II heard about bug chasers before. Those were stupid crazy people. I'm not one of them. "Please just a little more,"I pleaded. Tommy complied, saying "Okay, but I have to go just a little deeper. If I don't, I might pop out; the real difficulty is in the penetration. I have to make sure that I stay in your hole." That kinda made sense, I reasoned. I felt him slide it back in. Oh God! It felt beyond fantastic. My ass was stretching wide, but it didn't burn like most tops make me feel. "Fuck, that's deep!" I shrieked. Tommy assured me that it was only half-way in. "You're taking it well." And the brief painful jabbing sensation I had just felt was immediately replaced by a warm pleasant sensation. His pace was much quicker than the slow shallow strokes with which he had started. Now each stroke was more forceful, and brought me even more intense pleasure. Tommy whispered into my ear, "we should probably stop soon before I lose control. Unless you want a load of poz cum deep inside you." He drove his cock deeper into me as if to emphasize how far he was invading my hole at that point. The rational part of my brain told me that I needed to stop, but, it felt so wonderful. My orgasm was building. And I didn't want the pleasure to stop. All I could do was moan in response. Tommy tried to remind me that I was making a bad decision. "I can tell you're loving this, but, if you don't tell me to stop, I'll blast my poz cum inside your ass. Is that what you really want?" He then picked up his pace as if he knew the answer I couldn't say aloud. Oh my god. Why didn't I say stop? Was it because it felt amazing? Or did I maybe want a poz load in me? Wait, am I a bug chaser? Tommy was pounding me hard and deep now. I felt his balls slap against my taint. The sensations were overwhelming. I couldn't think straight. No, I'm not a bug chaser. But, fuck .. it felt so good! I just wanted him to keep fucking me. That's all. When I heard my voice demand he 'Fuck me', somehow it seemed like someone else had given the order. He paused for a moment. "Oh, you love this big dick inside you huh?" Why was he teasing me now. "Yes, fuck me!" I blurted out. My orgasm was so close. I needed him to continue. I pulled at his legs to show the urgency I felt. He slowly resumed pace and gave me one final warning "this big poz dick is gonna give you AIDS," as his pace picked-up. Oh fuck! Oh fuck! He was assailing my hole. I felt my balls tighten and I could feel his dick grow tight. My hole was being destroyed with each thrust, but I couldn't let it end. I couldn't believe the words that came out of my mouth as I started to jerk my cock, "I don't care! Fuck me! Fuck me!" I was so close to cumming. A voice in the back of my head was telling me "you're becoming a chaser." Or wait, did Tommy say that? I couldn't think clearly. But, all I could say before I came was "shoot your poz cum in me! Give me AIDS!" I felt a his cock twitch and pumping, and even as he did, another voice in the back of my head was telling me 'he's shooting poz cum into your ass'. And I didn't care. In fact, I loved it and blurted out "Yes! Fuck yes!" just as I shot my own load into my stomach. I could still feel Tommy pulsating inside my as as I shot more cum than I ever had in my life. Tommy collapsed beside me. As the seconds passed I came to reality. Holy shit, what I had I done?

I take a look at some of the pictures of asses that have been fisted and I wonder how some of these guys are doing as they age. I mean the photos alone are enough to make me cringe, I can't imagine how their ass must feel. I am not a prude, I don't judge, it's just not for me. I see DP action in a lot of porn, and yeah, I have been involved in that. Even with that, you have to include the right guys who have the right dicks, and who know what they are doing. Fisting to me, it doesn't even seem sexual. I have noticed many of the fisting bottoms are almost obsessed with doing that, they no longer find a dick that satisfies them. It's not my thing, I just hope that as they age their bodies don't let them down and the suffer in pain and discomfort.

I’m there 9-15. Definitely up to get sleazy! Tell me more

In high school I heard this jerk say that some other boy stuck a cucumber up his ass because he was gay. Later I took his advice and tried it for myself.

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Part 5 The man, DomTop617, began to ease his cum-covered cock slowly into my hole as I was finishing up swallowing the cum he had given me. The cum he had given me from a used condom. "You sure you want to be doing this, boy?" Steve croaked out. I was surprised he was saying anything, since he had been spending the whole time with his mouth open. I think he was in shock that this scene of degradation and humiliation was going on in front of him. I'm sure he asked the question out of concern. After all, the man who was about to enter me bare I had known for merely a few minutes. But the humiliation and degradation were drugs to me that pumped my cock full of blood, making my penis rock hard. I answered: "I want this! I'm a pig!" I smiled. I never felt so filthy, my stomach filled with cum, my face and hair with drying piss. Since I had fucked several times previous to his arrival, DomTop617 had no trouble easing his cock into my hole. The images in my head of what was going on added to the very real feeling of his cock in me; he was starting to pick up a nice steady thrusting. A hard unexpected slap on my right ass cheek, the slapping of his balls against my body, the new feeling of skin to skin contact inside me. It was an exposed feeling, like walking in the rain without a jacket (I know... Cliche). It was exhilarating. DomTop617 thrust a few more times before pulling out quickly, leaving my hole exposed. I didn't have time to think before he walked around and faced me. He stood there and grabbed the back of my head and thrust his cock in my mouth, and began fucking my throat. I had had experience deepthroating before but this was on a new level. I swear I could feel the tip of his penis hit the back of my throat, and i began gagging and dry heaving. Every ten seconds or so, he would pull out, give me a few seconds to catch my breath, and then resume the assault on my mouth and throat. All while being peppered with "Take that you dumb whore" "Choke bitch" from the assailant. At the time, it didn't really register that this cock in my mouth was in my ass. After a few minutes of this, DomTop617 said: "You want this back in your pussy, huh?", slapping his cock against my forehead. Tears were streaming down my face. Saliva down my chin. "Yes Sir!" He went back behind me. He slid right back in and continued thrusting. As this was going on, I didn't even realize that Steve has gotten completely naked, his obese grotesque frame coming into my field of view. He got real close to me and turned around, his ass up close and personal. He was shaking slightly, a new awkward confidence springing up. "Eat my ass, boy" To be continued What do you all think so far? Any ideas?

Part three Leather daddy My piss soaked shirt is starting to freeze on me when a car pulls up and an older man probably in his late 50s peers out from the window. “You must be the cumslut I’m looking for, but looks like you are soaked and I don’t want that on my car seats - strip down naked before you come in“ I go to open the door to get in the car before I strip and it’s locked - the window is only down enough to hear him - my confusion shows and he rolls down the window all the way - here hand me your clothes and then I’ll let you in. I’m shocked by his suggestion at getting naked outside here and look around - it’s quite early but people are definitely starting to wake up, I shuck my bag in first then my coat, and look around one more time to see if anyone is out - then peal off my freezing shirt, tossing it in and look at his pleading to be let in, he smiles. “Almost there, better hurry before someone sees you” So I quickly pull down my shorts and I hear the door unlock and I hurriedly get into the car. The car is very warm and the heated seat immediately soothes me I can’t help but to gyrate all over it rubbing my bare ass against the hot leather. Hot leather, that’s a good description of this man as well. His profile was blank so I didn’t really know who was going to arrive, his leather tanned skin shows his age, but he’s quite toned and muscular. He looks a bit like Ed Harris. It’s only now that I realize he is buck naked as well - just wearing a pair of black leather boots and a black leather hat - his 9in, beer can thick cock is impossibly hard and he’s jacking off while he starts to drive. “Looks like you could use a pick me up before we head to the bathhouse, eh? I like my boys flying high so let’s make a pit stop before we head to the bathhouse to get you back on track” then he catches my gaze, my eyes have hardly left his cock . “You like what you see boy? “ I nod enthusiastically but still finding myself fairly mute. “That’s good I think we will have a fun time together, you have anywhere you have to be anytime? “ He waits for my response but I’m still hypnotized by his dick. “HEY BOY? I’m talking to you?!” His firm voice startled me out of my trance. “Yes Sir, I mean no Sir, I don’t have anywhere to be till Wednesday, Sir.” I immediately take on a very submissive role to this leather daddy. “Good boy, we can party together at mine and I’ll take you to the baths later” he lights a cigarette and hands it to me. I’m anxious by the thought of partying for another day through and the sober part of my brain is setting alarms off but the part of me that needs cum and drugs is in charge right now and I know I’ll do whatever this stud says to get his load. I take a drag from his smoke. Finish that smoke then you can play with my cock till I get us home. The cigarette tastes of something it’s for sure laced with what I don’t know, note do I care at this point, I suck it back as quickly as I can. Then I get to work on his massive knob.

Currently on holiday (vacation if you’re American!) in Bali. Met 2 guys the other day, both locals. The first was a straight up pump and dump. He was as nervous as fuck and it didn’t take him long to shoot in me. He had a decent enough cock but nothing to make you scream. The 2nd guy was a ‘masseur’ and it cost me 700,000 IDR (£32.50) for a 90 minute “massage”. His cock was huge, made to look even bigger because he was so slender. It looked like it belonged on someone else! There was a tiny bit of massage, I think he did one leg and one arse cheek then his huge dick nudged inside me. I’d only seen the first guy an hour before so I was still full of his cum. Over the course of the 90 minutes his dick never went down and he pumped 4 loads up me. Not a bad way to spend an afternoon!

Chapter 5: Poor Unfortunate Soul I couldn't stop watching. I've never seen Paul so submissive. He's the top of the couple, and he told me he never had any intention of getting fucked. Instead, he's moaning like a bitch, his eyes rolled back, and his ass moving on the priest's big cock, wanting it more and more. Father John mounts him like a bull, digging his nails into his smooth, round, white butt of a young rugby player, and pulls him onto his cock. Paul screams in pain for a moment, but it quickly turns to pleasure again. I see blood coming from the flesh, Father John has literally dug his claws into my poor boy's ass. And he lets it happen. I'm paralyzed with terror and disgust, Father Paul's blue eyes were filled with evil lust. As if sensing my presence, he turns abruptly to the window. He sees me and smiles evilly. He starts fucking Paul even more brutally. His shirt is soaked through with sweat, so he takes it off. He reveals a perfect body for a man his age. Muscular, tanned, thick white hair everywhere. He has a huge tattoo on his back: a pentagram, and in the center the biohazard symbol. I recognize that symbol immediately. I know it means HIV. I start screaming, telling Paul to stop. Father John looks at me and laughs, my screams are drowned out by his laughter and Paul's groans. I run to the front door, Luka, who has been standing next to me the whole time, tries to stop me. "It's too late for your boyfriend. Soon he will be one of them. One of us." Upon hearing this sentence, a primal rage takes hold of me, and I punch Luka in the face, who faints on the floor. I enter the house, I run to our bedroom: Father John, standing, with his back to me. His dirty tattoo moves in rhythm, as he fucks my boy. Paul is lying on the bed, his moans are fainter, he is exhausted. The sheets are soaked in his blood, Father John continues to keep his claws in his round ass. "Leave my boy alone, asshole! You disgusting monster!" Father John turns calmly, as he continues to fuck him. "Paul, my beloved, do you want me to stop?" Paul opens his eyes with difficulty, and can only whisper "N-no... please.... don't stop...." "Paul, your boyfriend is here, maybe we should stop" he continues to say with that evil grin plastered on his face. "N-no...I want you....I don't give a damn about him....I love you...." Hearing those words, Father John starts to fuck harder: "Oh yeah? You love me? Do you know that your loser boyfriend is watching us now?" "Y-yes, he finally sees me enjoying myself" "I'm going to make you become like me, boy. Do you want to sacrifice your life to the purest and darkest pleasure?" "YES MY LORD" "Let my poison pervade every cell of your body, and you will finally be free! HAIL DARK LORD, I GIVE YOU ANOTHER LOST SOUL" They both explode in an incredible orgasm. Blood, cum and sweat merge with their bodies. And I can't help but watch. My poor Paul.

I hesitated, but really thought about it for a moment. I wanted this. I wanted to have some fun with a man, even if it was someone who knew me, after all he liked me too! I walked over to him where he was sitting and knelt before him, now looking up at his cock and OH MY GOD was it ever musky. Not too sweaty or bad smelling, he just smelled like a man and it was hot. His uncut cock was now what looked like it was half hard and his balls looked full of cum, they were massive balls up close and at least twice the size of my own. It was mesmerizing, and I almost forgot what I was doing down there and started licking gently at his tip before going all the way down the shaft and then trying to start sucking his dick properly, but it was quickly growing in my mouth! Once it got fully hard it must have been 9 inches long and a little thick as well. I really liked when I pulled his foreskin back and then tried going for a deep throat technique he moaned like it was his new favorite thing to do, i could feel the way it rolled back and forth over the head of his cock in my mouth and I was starting to get into this! Frank: Oh fuck boy this feels great, you know your way around men and their cocks don’t ya? Me: Yes sir, I haven’t had a lot of experience with real ones but I have a dildo at home I practice on a lot. Frank: Calling me sir already? I like where this is going heheh. So you play with toys often, how much experience do you have with other guys? Me: I’ll be honest, I have only ever been with one man but we played safe and he was not as big as you. Maybe 5 inches but you are huge! Like bigger then my toy even… Frank: How big is your toy? I could feel frank throbbing in my hands, hearing me talk about toys and another man I had pleasured seemed to really be intriguing him while we talked and I was still jerking his cock, but we got interrupted when we heard the front door to the shed open and I started to remember where I was. John: Hey frank? Where are ya?? We heard one of his friends emerge from the party and start yelling out for him and he didn’t waste a second. Frank: Shit, one minute little buddy. He had his dick in his pants and was up and gone just like that, he moved fast for a man of his size with all that snow gear on. He wasn’t really built or anything but fairly tall, lean and attractive. I was really getting into having his dick in my mouth and was starting to fantasize about having it in my ass but it might be too risky to try and take him here, especially given his size! Hopefully his friend doesn’t need to come back here or want to talk to me. I was too horned up to think straight at the moment and before I could think too long frank was rounding the corner by himself again. Frank: Fuck sorry about that. He won’t come looking for me again for a little while. Told him I was checking my MXZ out because it sounded funny on the way here, he gave me the scolding my wife would have for not looking at it at home before driving here on it tonight but little does he know it’s just fine hahaha! Me: That was close, are you sure it is safe to be doing this out here now that he knows you are out here? He might come back… Frank: No he wasn’t going to come back here and he won’t either, don’t you worry about that I’ve got it covered. How about we get back to what we were doing hmm? He seemed eager to get his dick sucked again and when I knelt down he shook his head as he pulled his hardening cock back out of his pants… that beautiful, uncut dick that was making me almost drool at the sight of it again. Why was he shaking his head no? Me: Don’t you want to go back to what we were doing before? Frank: Yeah but I want to try something a bit different. Stand up. Confused I did just that, but was unsure of how to proceed like this so I watched him as he sat back down on the skidoo seat and adjusted himself to be pointing his hard erection in the air while he looked at me Frank: I want to put my dick in your chubby ass, why don’t you come take a seat? It’s already warmed up for you and I’m sure since you practice with your toy this should be no problem, I’ll let you sit on it so I don’t hurt you since most women can’t handle me, I don’t want to ruin your butt right away heheheh. Me: Umm, your huge… im not sure I can even get that to fit! You say most women cannot handle you, so how many people have you fucked anyway? Frank: Doesn’t really matter. Come on stop wasting time, I can tell by how much you enjoyed sucking on it that you want this, so don’t play hard to get with me. It’s going up your ass. He said that last sentence matter of factly, like I had no other choice. It felt a bit ominous, but it was getting me hard myself in my pants just thinking about it. I was horny and pretty buzzed but thankfully not stupid enough to forget about using protection, and alarm bells were ringing in my head so I brought up the courage to ask him. Me: Well I can’t lie, I really want to know what it will feel like inside of me, but if it is going up my ass we will need to use a condom. Frank: What the fuck? Why? Me: uh, because we need to play safe? I know we should always use a condom and I want to be safe. Frank: You’re a fuckin’ dude, half the reason I want to fuck your fat ass in the first place is because I don’t need to wear a rubber! There is no reason to, It’s not like I can get you pregnant bud, come on. Me: I don’t know if I should… Frank: Come on, try it bare. Ride it bareback like a good boy for me. He was really coaxing me, I almost gave in from how horny and buzzed I was but broke out the horny fog I was in and demanded a condom. Me: Sorry, I need you to use a condom if you want to fuck me. Maybe another time after tonight, you can fuck me bareback? I tried making some sort of compromise with him, I really wanted him to fuck me too but I wanted protection from whatever he might have since I didn’t have a clue about his sexual history and i wanted to keep myself safe but still have fun. I didn’t plan on honoring my part of the compromise to let him fuck me bare in the future but hopefully this would work and get him to use a condom! Frank: Why not let me fuck you raw now if you will let me later? Even if you wanted to use a condom, I don’t have one on me man. Me: I don’t have one on me either… I can always go back to blowing you if you want? I ignored his pleading to get his raw dick up inside of me, instead I focused on still enjoying myself as safe as I could but then he got up and started putting his pants back on. Frank: Stay right here and don’t go anywhere. Me: Where are you going? Frank: One of the boys inside might have a rubber I can use on your fat ass. Stay here, and don’t worry about me asking them for a condom. Someone will ask me who’s the lucky broad no doubt but ill tell them to keep it down low, I don’t need my wife hearing about this or finding out I was fucking someone else… not that she will know I was banging a dude but she will assume I was with another woman if word gets around so ill tell them to shut the fuck up about it. Before I could ask more questions he walked around the corner of the shed and was gone, I was alone with the sound of the music thumping and muffled talking of the partying going on just nearby. I was no longer a part of that party and yet nobody came looking for me right away. I was starting to get nervous that this ‘fucking behind the shed’ thing might be getting a bit out of hand and may be a bad idea. What if someone came looking for me or frank while we were doing it back here? It would be harder to conceal us having anal sex if someone were to sneak up on us while I was getting impaled on his big cock or if we weren’t quick enough getting decent when a party goer came out to their snowmobile… I began to think about what frank said to me When I asked him to use a condom; “there is no reason to, It’s not like I can get you pregnant bud”. I might not be able to get pregnant like a woman can but I want to be safe… I remember reading on his grindr profile before he had disappeared on me that he came big loads. I started to imagine what it would be like to have another man’s cum in me… what would it feel like? Especially having a big load deposited deep in my colon from a cock that big? My thought’s were wandering again and I found myself even more horny thinking about a man, who is supposed to cum inside a female to impregnate her, and he has even done it before to have babies with her and yet he wants to inseminate ME instead… a fat younger male with a willing ass. He can’t get me pregnant but he still wants to cum inside of me… fuck that is kind of hot. While I pondered how good getting filled with cum could feel and why he wanted to fuck me raw I was interrupted when frank emerged from around the corner of the shed. Fuck! I was in my thoughts so much that I didn’t even hear the shed door opening! Frank: Hey. Good your still here, I had to do some screwing around to find this thing. He took a condom from his right pocket in his jacket and threw it at me. It was a purple wrapper and upon closer inspection it was a grape flavored condom, unopened and not tampered with. Frank: Now, you got your condom faggot. Come put it on my dick and get me hard again, I’m horny and I need to put my cock in your big ass! He emphasized the horny part and made his dick twitch hands-free when he said it, making my face flushed and my hole almost felt like it went into heat. I really wanted to get fucked now too. I approached and as he sat back down on the seat of his snowmobile and got comfortable, I got the condom out and got on my knees to suck him hard again, while making sure to make him wet with my spit and I made sure to show him lots of enthusiasm this time, really getting into it and when his dick was pointing upwards and looking at me like a skyscraper tower I placed the condom on his dick. It was almost comedic how small the condom was compared to his penis, it barely fit him and it wasn’t able to make it all the way to the base of his rock hard erection, but it pretty much covered the whole thing. Good enough. Me: That thing won’t get inside of me without lube, do you have any? Frank: Nah. Turn around. I did as he instructed and felt him bend me over before hawking up a big glob of spit and spreading my ass cheeks before spitting it directly into my hole. He started to roughly finger his spit into my ass and I winced from the abruptness and pain but it quickly subsided when he pulled his finger out, spit again and went knuckle deep in my anus with his big fingers, adding another finger this time to start opening me up for what was to come. Me: Unnhhh, that feels so hood in my ass… I was buzzed, horny and this was really starting to make me want him. I started pushing back lightly on his hand before he pulled his fingers out and spit on his covered cock. Frank: Fuck yeah bitch, you’re ready now. I can feel how you started to open up more, and when you started pushing your hips and ass back into me I could tell that you need something else hehe. Look how hard ya got me boy, come sit on my lap already… I didn’t need him to say another word, I shifted so that his cock lined up with him hole, and then started to sit down on it slowly. As I grabbed his cock and stuck the tip at my hole, I pushed and it felt like the pressure wasn’t getting it in right away. I felt my hole hugging the tip for a moment, then using gravity to help i lowered down a bit more and It went in with a squishing sound. Frank threw his head back immediately and let out a sigh of pleasure as his cock head breached my sphincter and started to push deeper into my hungry hole. His cock was big but I wanted him inside if me more then anything right now. I was so happy to finally be getting filled with a nice cock. Frank: Fuckk… how does that feel zack? You like my dick in you? He thrusted up into me as he said this and I moaned involuntarily as his cock spread my hole wide and he flexed his throbbing erection, so I took a few deep breaths and relaxed and felt just the tip of his cock push into me. His thickness made it pretty difficult but we were starting to make progress out in the cool night air. About an inch went in me and it stopped. He withdrew it with a little pop sound, rewet it and tried again. Each time he did that I felt my hole open a little wider as just another fraction of his cock entered my hole. After 7 or 8 repetitions of that I could feel he had all of the head in and almost had the full thickness of the shaft. The next time he pulled out and rubbed spit on his cock, I pushed out hard with my ass just as he started easing back into me, and pushed back on his big dick. I felt a very quick but mild jab of pain as the thickest part of his cock slipped in and then just an incredibly good, full feeling. He didn’t move right away. Giving me time to adjust. Frank: You are such a good boy. Your taking my dick like a real pro baby. He cooed sweet nothings at me as he slowly sunk his cock deeper and deeper into me, every time he went a little deeper I felt my cock jump from the sensation. A few strokes later I felt his hips touch mine and I almost moaned out too loud that time and covered my mouth as he bottomed out inside my ass. It felt like i had a baseball bat rammed up inside of me! I looked back at him and he was grinning like a kid on Christmas. Frank: You got all of me in you bud and on the first try too, im really proud of you… Me: Damn, your dick is huge. I think I need a minute to get used to this… Frank ignored what I said and thrusted up into me causing me to squeal as his dick seemed to try and reach deeper inside of me, it was already deeper then any cock had gone before and felt like he was poking the inside of my belly! Frank: Come on now, don’t keep me waiting any longer, I was patient enough with you boy! Start riding or ill take over from here and pound your ass properly! Taking his words to heart I started riding him. I started to move up and then back down. First slowly then at a more moderate pace, he was grabbing my hips and trying to hump into me as I was riding his dick and the more easily I started to take his cock the more enthusiastic he got with his thrusting. My guts where his cock head were located hurt, I kept bouncing my ass up and down his cock but my legs felt weak and my insides hurt. This was starting to become a bit of a chore and I felt like maybe a different position might help the fuck go a bit easier but before I could suggest that, I heard the shed door swing open with a loud BANG! An unknown voice yelled “WOO HOO!” Followed by a couple other voices, male and female, all chatting and sounding quite drunk. Me: Oh fuck! People are coming! I quickly tried to get up, my ass taking forever to slide off frank's huge cock. Only the tip was left just inside my ring as I felt him grab my hips with one hand, and grab my shoulder with the other hand, he pushed on my shoulder, causing my ass to slide a few inches back down onto his throbbing cock, making me moan again. “Who is that?” a random voice slurred out followed by another that said: “sounded like a bitch in heat getting dicked down real good! Where is that coming from?” a few chuckles and slurs followed suit but it now sounded like they were coming towards us, I panicked and looked back at frank while he was trying to dig his cock deeper in my ass and told him to let me get off, he just smirked at me. Frank: They won’t come back here, don’t worry. Keep bouncing on me, im starting to get close slut. Me: I have to get off! They are coming… I kept my voice down as the voices were definitely getting closer, they sounded like they were now rounding the corner of the shed and coming directly towards us. Frank ignored my plea completely, and kept up his antics while sodomizing me out in the open. “Unf! Oomf!” He thrust his hips up to dig in deeper. His ass lifted up off the seat, his hands pull my ass down. His cock pulsing as it sunk its way balls deep again, causing a bulge in my stomach from his rock-hard mushroom head. I almost seen stars, both from the pain and the immense pleasure of getting filled full with such a majestic meat stick, but I willed myself to push off if him with all of my strength, and with a loud POP his dick exited my ass and I fell forward from the momentum I had. Frank: Ugh! Fuck I was close… He started immediately making himself as normalized as possible, his dick still erect but he had stuffed it back in his snowsuit somehow and was sitting on the seat of his mzx, masking his erection with his position on the skidoo. I grabbed my pants and pulled them up as fast as I could, and no sooner then I had them pulled all the way up we had 4 new faces join us as they all came around the corner and 2 men approached frank, 1 other guy went to their own snowmobile and sat on it while the woman in front of him just stood in front of him and lit a cigarette. “Hey what are you doing on the ground man? The snow ain’t that warm, hanging out down there is gonna get you wet and cold dude.” Me: Oh, uhhh… yeah. I responded like an idiot, but i was still a bit flushed from what had just happened, that was seriously a close call! I got up off the snow covered ground and brushed myself off while frank was idly chatting with 2 guys he seemed to know. He was completely ignoring me now and talking to the both of them. I looked over at the other 2 people and the woman smoking while standing with the man was now looking at me. She didn’t say anything but smiled at me warmly then turned around back to the guy on the snowmobile. As I collected myself from the ordeal my eyes caught what looked like something small and bunched up in the snow next to frank’s mxz. I took a step towards frank and the 2 men and then froze. It was the purple condom frank had on when he was rearranging my insides, and it was now discarded and still wet from the recent fucking, laying in the snow in plain sight. I wasn’t sure if anyone had noticed yet, so i pretended I never seen anything and walked over to frank and the guys. They had a blunt lit up and were passing it now so I joined the rotation to have a few hits and help me relax. “So what the hell were you doing in the snow mate? Shits cold down there. The three guys in front of me laughed like they just heard the best joke at a comedy festival and I felt like it was at my expense. Me: I tripped over the ski’s on a snowmobile and fell down just as you all came outside. I was just heading back in… Frank: Really? We were going to go for a ride somewhere soon right? After I get my sled fixed up of course, she did some weird shit on the way here so im taking a look at her and lil champ over here was helping me out, he knows his way around a sled hey boy? Frank knew he was lying through his teeth, and so did I, but I went with it. Me: Yeah… I just put the hood back down after taking a look at it. “And then you tripped over the ski’s and fell into the snow? You’re cut off after this blunt ! “Hahahahaha!” The guys were now laughing at me again. At least the attention was diverted away from us potentially fucking and the condom on the ground nearby I thought. Frank and the guys laughed it up and chatted about ice fishing for another minute until they finished their smoking then I thanked them for the hits again, I was feeling really good right now. The 2 men left and went to go back into the party, as I heard the shed door close I realized the other guy and the woman were gone now as well. Frank: How about that? Hahaha, we almost got to finish what we started! How is that ass doing? Me: Ah, that was close… they almost caught us! You didn’t let me get off in time! Frank: Quit your bitching, you liked it. You would have asked the other 2 guys to shove their cocks in your hole too, and passed you around like they passed that blunt around slut. Me: What? What makes you say that? I was taken by surprise by his tone with me, he had assumed I would just let any guy fuck me, and I’m not sure where this was coming from. Frank: I can tell you love cock, if they caught us you would have begged them to fill you up too heheh. Me: If they had condoms, maybe. But I don’t let just anyone fuck me. Just because you had your cock in me don’t mean you can call me a slut. Frank: Whatever slut. How is that ass doing? I didn’t hurt ya did i? Me: No, it was feeling really good actually… and don’t call me that! Frank chuckled, and was obviously enjoying messing with me. I didn’t expect to almost get caught but now even more high then before I had to remember where we were. He ignored my comments and continued: Frank: Here, I’ll get up and let you bend over the seat so I can get a good look at that ass and see if there is any damage. The moonlight was providing a decent amount of light so far tonight, so he could see my ass if he wanted to, but I felt like this was an excuse to get my pants off again and I was apprehensive now because of what happened. Me: You just want to fuck me again don’t you? Even if we wanted to, you need another condom if you are going to be in my ass again, but I don’t know if that’s a good idea now anyway after almost getting caught… Frank: Well I never came yet, but I don’t have another condom… just bend over the seat and let me look at your ass. I won’t fuck you. I'll just be jerking off, seeing your fat ass and your hole winking at me should get me off quick. He was really trying to get at my butt again, but in my horny, buzzed mind what he said sounded somewhat reasonable. Me: Ok… don’t fuck me bare. Just look at it and jerk off, and cum all over my ass. I hesitated but bent over the skidoo, now making sure I was paying attention to the shed doors and hoping I could hear what was going on if I needed to try and move again. Frank: Mmmmm yeah boy, just like that. Spread that ass for me so I can get a good look at it, use both hands and open up those cheeks wide. I again hesitated but did as he asked, reaching back while bent over the skidoo and spreading my ass wide for him, exposing my hole to the cold night air, I felt empty after being so full of his cock earlier and couldn’t help but feel a part of me want him back inside. Frank moved closer and started jerking his cock, I could feel it was rock hard again because he grabbed my hips and rubbed his cock between my cheeks and hot dogged me, his pre oozing out. He was getting my ass slippery… I enjoyed the feeling so I let him do it, we had fun with him pressing my cheeks around his shaft. As he was rubbing his cock between my bum he readjusted himself and started to massage my hole with his tip. My hole was already wet and lubed with spit from earlier so his cock head got slippery quickly. He was grinding and doing small thrusts against my ass for a while and asked if I like that, I said I did. He grunted and grinded further, not penetrating me but spreading my sphincter wider with each thrust. I knew he was pushing boundaries a bit but it felt amazing and as long as I don’t let him push in all the way it should be ok, I didn’t want to have full on anal sex without playing safe. All of a sudden and without warning he leaned forward, put his hands on my shoulders and started pinning me down on the squishy seat of the snowmobile and slipping his cock head inside my asshole past my ring. I stopped spreading my ass for him, wiggled my butt and clenched back squeezing it out. Me: Ugh, don’t put your cock in me without a condom dude. Frank ignored me completely and kept applying pressure against my hole, I gasped as he entered me again and tried to keep him out but my clenching was the only thing keeping him out and as soon as I relaxed his tip would slip back in. Frank: You like my cock in you don’t you? He messed with me, talking dirty to me all while his head was in me. It felt good but I knew he was misbehaving, so I clenched again and pushed him out to where his cock head was back out pointing at my hole and he slipped his head back in. He played that game for a while, slipping his head in while I was clenching his tip forcing it out. Me: You know I like your cock in me, it feels amazing. But you can’t put it in anymore without a condom on. What you are doing already is dangerous enough… Frank: Oh don’t be such a prude, my precum is already inside your hole now anyway and a condom won’t protect you from that so just let me hump your ass a bit longer with just the tip. I wanted him to stop but it was feeling so good that for a second I delayed on clenching so when he slipped in again he continued to slide and got an inch of his shaft in, I clenched harder and forced his cock out again but he went back in stronger and a few inches slid in me, I had to clench and push with everything to get him out again but at that point he put his hands on my hips and slammed his cock balls deep. His entire length went in. Me: O-oh Fuck! Frank: UNNHHH! Fits like a glove… almost nobody can take my cock this deep, it feels amazing in you like this. The massive Intrusion was shocking and erotic. Painful but it was so good at the same time. His forcefulness made me freeze up and he humped like 10 or 20 slow thrusts in me before I tried to get up and get him off but he squeezed my hips tighter to him and started thrusting faster. It felt so good that my head just wasn’t in it’s right place so I let him go to town thinking just a little more might be okay. He was holding my hips in place so I couldn’t get out but also mixed with my body overcome with adrenaline and prostate stimulation, I was like putty in his hands. It wasn’t till after about 30 seconds of fast pounding I only came back to my senses and remembered he was fucking me bare! His cock was reaching places no other man had been before inside of me, and his raw dick was pounding his precum deeper and deeper into my butthole. All this time as he was opening me up, his big cock was like a steel pipe, forcing it’s way into the deepest parts of my fuck chute and the head of his cock was constantly breaking past my second hole. Me: Ah, oh my god… frank you have to take it out! You are fucking me bareback! Frank: Yeah, I am. And you love it too, I can tell your slutty ass is enjoying my raw cock deep up inside ya. Your cunt feels amazing, you know that? It’s better then a pussy feels. He pulled almost all the way out and gave me a couple slow strokes going all the way in. I swear it felt like 20 inches of cock were going into me. Before I could object again to my ass being pounded without protection, he pulled out completely and told me to get on the seat, facing the front. Me: What do mean? Why would I do that? Frank: Keep your pants down but just a little bit so only your ass is showing and arch your back and push your hole out for me. That way I can slide back in and if anyone comes out they will only see you holding the handlebars of my mzx, and me behind you sitting on the seat. They won’t see my cock in you or know. Me: I don’t want your bare cock back in me, if you want to cum using my butt then you really need to get a condom man. That felt good but I can’t let you do it anymore… Frank: Just let me slip it back in you for a while, nice and deep. Nobody I know can take me that deep and it feels amazing. I promise I won’t cum in you, I’ll just pull out before I cum. Me: …..Ok. Just please don’t cum in me. Once again, against my better judgment my horny part of my brain won and I did as he asked, I assumed the position on the seat and felt him get behind me and line himself back up with my wet asshole. I was a bit loose now from how much I had taken his meat stick so my hole opened up much easier for him this time, he spit on his huge cock again and just as good as it felt before he was easing all 9 inches in me. Not that I’d been fucked a lot but this was definitely the best top I’d ever had. He got right back to the same slow paced fucking as he started with out with earlier. He was holding my waist and although the thrusts got a little harder he wasn’t going any faster. He’d pull out until I could feel my hole close slightly as all but the head slipped out, then get stretched wide again and he slammed back into me. I could feel the shape of his cock head rubbing up and down my insides with each thrust. I was really getting into it and was starting to moan a bit, and sometimes a little louder then I should have been, we were making some noise and I was forgetting where we were again. I remembered in the back of my mind he was still fucking me bare but I figured I could tell if he sped up like he was getting close to cumming. In the meantime I just enjoyed getting railed. At one point i almost told him to stop since he was at it for a couple minutes but he pulled all the way out and I could feel the cold air on my open hole, it was winking and twitching, not completely closing and hungry for something warm to fill it back up. He said something under his breath, spit on his cock and pushed right back in until he was balls deep again. It felt so damn good to have his dick thrusting back in me I put my head down on the handlebars as well and pushed my ass out a bit more for him as i just enjoyed getting fucked some more. His strokes never changed in speed. He had a good grip on my hips and was pulling me back to meet his thrusts in slow but steady rhythm. With no warning, no quick thrust, no noise at all from him, on one of those slow strokes he stopped on an in stroke. I was about to ask him if he was going to pull out and cum soon when I heard the shed door open again. FUCK! I was enjoying the great fucking so much I didn’t want it to end but I tried to push back on frank so I could get him out of me and get off the snowmobile, but he had me pinned between his meaty cock buried in my hole and the handlebars at the front of the mxz. Me: Frank, I think someone is coming again! Frank: Ugh, oh fuck… mmmmmmmmm… His cock started to twitch and I tried pushing back on him again to try and get off, all that did was make him grunt, then moan out in pleasure and sigh, all the while I could feel every curve of his cock, the shape of his head flaring inside me, the bulging of the veins on his shaft. I could feel it all through my ass and every subtle twitch and throb, it was really making my own cock throb hard and it felt like I was close to cumming but I needed to get off! I couldn’t get caught being fucked by frank outside here! The voices that were coming from around the shed seemed a bit distant, like they weren’t approaching yet, but I was still extremely nervous. Me: Frank, seriously we need to stop! Someone is coming! Frank: Oh yeah, someone is coming alright. He started to thrust into me again for a moment, barely moving but keeping his cock deep in my hole while I was pressed up against him and as soon as he stopped I could feel his cock start jerking deep in my guts. The deep recesses of my ass felt his cock bounce a few times, and the middle aged man tensed his toned body as his ass cheeks clenched in sync with his cock spasms which I felt deep in my ass. His cock head bobbing up and down, rubbing on the entrance to my colon felt really good and there was almost an added pressure or a feeling of fullness I couldn’t describe but it made me moan out loud again, much to my dismay. Frank growled out loud and he wiggled his hips back and forth, stirring me up inside. I grunted in response to how good everything felt. I was so horny and buzzing it was hard to concentrate on anything other then the amazing feelings in my ass. “there’s some weird sounds coming from out back.” “yeah, what the fuck is that?” Even in my horny fog I was in, I could hear that people were talking about us! We had to stop now before it was too late. Me: This feels amazing but you have got to pull out man. Please, I don’t want to get caught! Frank: Don’t worry buddy, just let me start the mzx up. Nobody will know, if they ask we will say we were just about to leave and they won’t bother us. Just stay pressed up against me, they won’t see anything trust me. Frank started his snowmobile and as it revved to life, multiple guys came around the corner of the shed. 3 of them each looked at us briefly, waved and then hoped on their own vehicles and started them up as well. Frank: Keep it down, and don’t do or say anything weird. They might just leave without even coming to talk to me or you. 2 Guys lit of a smoke on their snowmobiles, and they seemed to all chat for a minute or so, looking at us every few seconds then looking back to each other before driving off in the opposite direction from us, effectively keeping our secret from being found out. I let out a big sigh of relief, and I felt franks cock getting a bit softer inside of me as he shifted backwards a bit and then pulled out of me with a sloppy sounding wet plop. I let out a little moan involuntarily as his dick exited my hole, it even felt good coming out of me! Me: Oh NOW you decide to pull out when they are finally gone! Haha thanks for listening so well! Frank: The position helped hide what we were doing so I think that worked just fine… Me: Well they are gone now, so you can put it back in now if you want to? Just make sure you pull out of me before you cum. Frank: Nah, I think I’m good actually. Getting interrupted so many times is turning me off.. and I think my dick is a little overstimulated. I need a break from fucking your ass. I was taken aback by what he had said, he wanted to cum so badly with me before even after our interruptions… and they seemed to turn him on when we almost got caught a few times. So I wasn’t fully understanding the situation, but I assumed he just never finished and wasn’t up to trying again. He really seemed to enjoy being inside of me raw and I did too if I was honest with myself, I just didn’t want him to cum in me but I was safe enough. He never came in my ass so I should be good! He got up off the snowmobile and put his now soft cock back in his pants. I got up myself and noticed my hole felt a little more wet then when we started, but I put a finger to my hole and figured it was from all the precum and the bare fucking that made me wet and sticky, that had to be it. Me: Are you sure you don’t want to cum? I was starting to get close from how good you felt before we got interrupted… Frank: It’s all good little buddy, trust me. Your bare ass felt so fuckin good wrapped around my cock. Maybe we can do it again later hey? Me: Yeah! Just get another condom so we can fuck really good and safe later. Frank: I was already in you raw once, if I fuck you again later I want to feel you like that. Skin on skin boy. Otherwise I’ll pass. Me: Well I guess since you were already in me bare it wouldn’t hurt to do it again… you just can’t cum in me that’s all. Frank: Of course not. It never hurts to fuck raw, that’s how they do it on the discovery channel hehehe… It’s natural. And don’t worry about cum in your hole, you can’t get pregnant even if I did bust a nut in your fat ass. I’ll see your sexy ass around. With that, he walked around the corner, barely giving me much time to process what had happened. He didn’t stick around to chat or hang out, he just fucked me for a while and then went back to the party… I got myself in order as well, getting my pants back up and checking myself over to make sure I didn’t look like I was just up to no good. Thinking I had just been well fucked, I expected frank to want to cum but maybe he really was just tired of getting interrupted I thought. I really hoped it wasn’t my fault he never came, I wanted to make him feel good even if he wasn’t allowed to cum inside my butt. Maybe I should get back to the party? I had started walking back to the front of the shed when I felt a weird feeling overcome me, almost as if I needed to use the bathroom. It came quickly and as if from out of nowhere. I decided that going down to the house instead of the party would be a better idea since Harold and Vivian’s house was just down the hill and I could walk down and use the bathroom there in private. I never excused myself or told anyone I was going down there, but as I walked down the hill towards the house, another pair of eyes had their sights set on me.

Hear hear, I had the thrombosis from hell one week after my first jab and still suffering (it happened in May '21 and I had an operation related to the consequences on my foot last month) I do hope RFK Jr will be confirmed and all the corruption will be revealed.

I was in prison for 8 years. Towards the end of my sentence (last 1-2 years) I was bred by a BBC a couple times a week

1. No, you don't have to worry about becoming PrEP resistant or immune to PrEP by not taking it while you're sexually inactive. There WOULD be a concern if you were sexually active with partners who might have HIV, especially untreated HIV, and you were only taking PrEP sporadically. But if you stick to the recommended regimen (2 pills, 2 to 12 hours before sex; 1 pill 24 hours after sex, another 24 hours after that), you should be fine. Adding a third day of "24 after" couldn't hurt (since many guys are on daily dosing). 2. The kind of thing you're talking about - going last into a bottom with multiple loads already in - IS the main way a top might get infected by topping, especially if you have even tiny nicks, sores, or anything else on your cock where the virus might enter (along with entering through your urethral lining). All the more reason to be on PrEP at least for the duration of when you ARE having sex.

First off. Its an antiviral not antibiotic. And you have to take them for at least two weeks before it's affective. The sad thing is that people who don't use it correctly get pozzed and then tell their friends that PrEP doesn't work and puts those who take their word for it, and spread HIV to even more people.

Prologue The flight was uneventful. I did a lot of thinking about what I was going to do. I knew that I couldn't poz my wife. Even though we drifted apart over the years, I couldn't do that to her. I also knew that I needed to continue what I started in Chicago. I landed at the airport, got my luggage, and walked to my car. On the thirty minute drive home, I decided that I would tell her that we should separate. I won't tell her that I was a soon-to-be poz cumdump. I would tell her that I want to explore other kinds of relationships. If she pushed, I would tell her that I had grown interested in being gay. No reason to hurt her more than necessary. I pulled into the driveway, grabbed my stuff and headed in. My wife heard me come in and welcomed me home. "Welcome home Greg. How was the flight?" "It was good. Smooth." It was at this moment that I realized that I never even called her last night. This would be suspicious. I had to think of something to say but she spoke first. "Sorry that I didn't call you last night. I was out with friends and lost track of time." "No problem, hun. I lost track of time as well after the presentations got done." A look of relief but sadness came over her face. I took my bags back to the bedroom and started unpacking. "How did it go with the client?" I told her about the presentations and how well we did. I told her that I believed that we would get some future work and I might end up having to go back to Chicago. "Cool. Congrats. Did you enjoy Chicago?" "Yes. It seemed like a nice place." "Great. Greg. Sorry. I can't put this off. We need to talk." Uh oh. This can't be good. I looked up at her. She looked sad. "Something happened last week." "What happened, hun?" "Well. I was lonely last week and went out with my girlfriends for drinks. They told me that I should check out Tinder. You know. Just for some entertainment. Not to meet anyone but just tease the guys. I decided to do it. I started talking with a guy and we flirted a lot. I eventually decided to meet just to say hi. Anyway, we met at a bar and had some drinks. I ended up going home with him and we were together." My jaw dropped. She was never spontaneous. Our time together was always on a schedule. Never spontaneous. I saw tears welling up in her eyes. "Oh hun. It's ok. I understand. I have never been good at fulfilling you." "No Greg. You have been fine. I really didn't mean for it to happen but it felt good to be desired like that. After our night together, I thought that was it. You know. A one-night stand. It wasn't. We saw each other a bunch of times last week. I don't know what happened. I just couldn't stay away from him. That's where I was last night." She started crying. "Hun. It's ok. Don't cry. I get it. Even though I try to please you, I know it hasn't been good enough." "No hun. You are fine. I just don't know. He fulfilled me differently than you. I don't know how to explain it." "I presume he is more of an alpha." She looked down. "Yeah. Much more dominant. Definitely an alpha. I lost all control." "I presume he is bigger than me as well?" "Uh. I don't want to say." "It's fine. I know I am not that well endowed. We always said we would be completely honest with each other." "OK. Yeah. He is bigger and thicker. He made me feel things that I had never felt before. I am sorry." "Hun. It's ok. I also have a confession." "Oh?" "Yeah. Something happened for me last week too." "Wait! You were with another woman last week?" "No." "What happened?" "I was actually with another man. A dominant man." "Are you saying you are gay? That explains it! That explains why we sometimes feel unfulfilled together." "I don't know what I am. He was dominant and I felt like it was my place to be used by him." "Did he use condoms?" "No. He didn't." "Oh. Guess I shouldn't feel guilty that my guy didn't use condoms either. Did you enjoy the anal sex?" "Yes. I did. It took me a bit to get used to it but it felt good." "I agree. I enjoyed it too." My jaw dropped again. We never had anal sex. She never wanted it. It repulsed her. "Wait. You had anal sex?" "Yeah. He wanted it and for some reason, I couldn't say no. I couldn't say no to anything he wanted." "I understand. So where does this leave us?" "I don't know. You know that I love you but I need this." "Yeah. I love you too but I know I need to continue to pursue this. I need to see where this leads." "OK. How about we live together for now and see where it goes?" "I am ok with that, hun. I won't get in the way if you two continue to hookup. If you want to go out, that's fine. If you want to do it here, I can leave. I don't intend to bring any guys here but I may go out at some point to explore. Does that work?" "Yes hun. Thank you for being so good about this. If you don't mind, I might want to head out for a bit." "Sounds good. Go enjoy. You deserve it." "See you later." She turned around and left. I was relieved. That went better than I had expected. I needed to blow off some steam. I douched and jumped on the apps. Nothing promising. This town is boring. No bathhouses but there are a couple of arcades and an adult theatre. I decided to head to the theatre. I grabbed my poppers and lube and headed out. Thirty minutes later, I pulled into the theatre parking lot. I went in. I had been there a few times. It's a bookstore with a couple of theatres and a few video booths. I decided to try out the theatres first. I paid the fee to use both theatres and headed in. There were a few guys sitting in seats. A bareback video was showing on the screen. I walked down and sat in the first row. The floor was sticky. I was imagining all of the loads that guys dumped on this floor. I felt sleazy but it was turning me on at the same time. I grabbed my phone and went on Telegram. Tony had sent me a message. "Hope you had a good flight, boy. Please stay in touch." I sent a message to Rob and Tony. "Sir. Found out my wife has been banging another guy all week. We came to an agreement. I am continuing to play and she can have her fun. To celebrate, I am in a sleazy adult theatre right now looking for fun." I pulled my poppers out and took a hit in each nostril. I pulled my pants down. I jerked a little while watching the video. After a while, I saw someone out of the corner of my eye. He sat a couple seats down from me. I looked over at him. He was a Hispanic guy. He looked over at me and then started watching the movie. A few minutes later, he stood up and walked past me. I could see that he had his cock out. It was above average size and thickness. He came back towards me and stopped in front of me. I hit the poppers and got off the seat. I knelt in front of him and opened my mouth. He stepped in and I licked the head of his cock. He moaned. I moved forward and took his cock in my mouth. I could feel the sticky floor on my knees. I was definitely getting fresh and old cum on my knees. I felt sleazy but even hornier. I started sucking him. He put his hand on the back of my head. He wasn't face fucking me but his hand made sure that I couldn't pull off his cock. I pushed forward trying to get his cock into my throat. I pushed it as deeply as I could and held it there. He moaned loudly. I am sure others could hear. "I need your ass." I stood up, turned around and put my hands on the seats. My back was to the screen. I could see others watching us. He moved behind me. "Spread 'em" I reached back and spread my ass. He saw the lube on the ground and picked it up. I heard him squirt some on his cock, stroke it a few times and then felt it at the entrance of my hole. He pushed a little and pulled back. Over and over, he pushed a little further. Then, his cock popped in. "Hot pussy." He grabbed my hips and pushed all the way in. I let go of my cheeks and held onto the chair. He didn't waste any time. He started to fuck. His cock was stretching my hole but felt so good. I looked around and saw people watching the movie and then looked back to watch us. A guy stood up and walked down the aisle until he was in the same row. He came within a couple of feet of us. He dropped his pants and started to jerk his cock. I was loving this. I was in a sleazy theatre. My knees had dried cum on them. I was being fucked by an anonymous top while others were watching me. I was a sleazy cumdump. Years ago, I would never have considered doing this. Think of all of the years I wasted. My thoughts returned to the top fucking me. He grabbed my hips tightly and started to fuck fast. "Cumming in your pussy." I had to hold the seats tightly as he pushed hard into me. I felt his cock swell. He pulled out, took a step back, pulled up his pants and left. I stayed in position. The guy that was watching us came over behind me. I spread my ass again. He took the hint. He stepped forward and pushed his hard cock into already used fuckhole. It slid in easily. "mmmmmm. creamy hole." "Yes Sir. It needs all loads." "Good." He grabbed my hips and started to fuck me. I continued to look around. Guys were still watching us. I was hoping I was putting on as good of a show as the movie. "You poz?" "Not yet." "You probably shouldn't come to a sleazy place like this. Never know what bugs you might pick up." "Doesn't matter. My holes are meant to take all loads." "mmmm. Good. Take my bugs, cunt!" With that, he pushed hard into me. My head leaned back. I was in ecstasy. He pulled out, zipped up and left. I looked around to see if anyone else was interested but nobody moved. I sat down on the seats. I wondered if the cum was dripping out of my used fuckhole. If so, it would be adding another layer to the seats. After several minutes, I slipped my pants back on and headed out of the theatre. Several guys watched me leave. I left the theatre and headed over to the video booths. Several guys were hanging around. I headed into an open booth. I deposited some money and started watching a bareback video. A few guys walked by, looked in, and kept going. I hit the poppers and pulled my pants down again. I pushed my ass the edge of the seat and stuck a finger in my hole. A glob of cum came out and hit the floor. I immediately reached down and scooped up the cum and put it in my mouth. "Such a dirty slut. You want another load in there?" "Always" I turned around and faced my ass towards the door. I heard him drop his pants and came into the booth. I spread my cheeks and bent over. I heard him spit and felt his cock at the entrance of my fuckhole. I took a hit of poppers and he pushed his head in. "Such a cummy hole. I like it." "Breed me" "I plan on it." He grabbed my shoulders for leverage and started to fuck me. His cock felt great. Each thrust hit my prostate. I realized that I never saw his face. I heard his invite and turned around without looking. I was lost in the pleasure and realized he was fucking me with short fast strokes. "I'm cumming" He pushed hard. I pushed back at him and squeezed my fuckhole to milk every drop out of his cock. He pulled out, pulled up his pants and left. I pulled on my pants and headed out. I knew this was my future. ---- this is the end of this part of the story. I will be starting a new story called Greg's Evolution that will detail his continued evolution and descent. It might end up in another forum because it might include substances besides poppers. Thanks to all that read this story and enjoyed it. It was my first time writing a fictional story. Even though it is fiction, there are parts that are based on my actual experiences. ---

Part 8 I hit the poppers and watched porn for a few minutes. I grabbed my bottle of lube, poppers, my towel, and my key and headed out. I started walking through the halls. Various rooms had guys laying face down or in doggie. I came to a room where a chubby, hairy guy was jerking and watching porn. I stepped into the doorway and asked him "You looking for someone to service you?" "Sure. You can suck me some." I walked in and knelt next to the bed. He stopped jerking. His cock was hard. It wasn't long or thick. I licked the tip of his cock and around the head. He continued to watch porn. I took the head of his cock in my mouth and used my tongue around the head and shaft. I continued to take more of his cock in my mouth until the entire shaft was in my mouth. I started moving my head up and down his shaft. He continued watching porn. I couldn't tell if he enjoyed it at all. "Ok. Stop. I don't want to cum." I pulled off his shaft. "Thanks boy. Maybe again later." I got up and left the room feeling unsatisfied. I continued walking through the halls. I headed back to the glory hole booths. Nobody was there. I decided to get on the fuck bench and wait. I hit the poppers and waited. I heard someone enter the room. As he walked by, he slapped my ass and kept going. I continued to wait. Nothing. I got up and walked around. I was getting frustrated. As I walked through the halls, I saw a sleazy looking guy watching me. I stopped and smiled at him. As I walked past him, he reached out and patted my ass. I stopped and bent over slightly, pushing my ass toward him. His hand rubbed my ass and then touched my fuckhole. "I have cum in there." "Oh really? You a bareback slut?" "Yes Sir." "Got a room?" "Yes Sir" "Lead the way" I walked down the hall until I got to the room. I opened the door and he followed me in. I climbed on the bed with my ass facing him. His hands were on my ass again. He rubbed the crack and then stuck his finger in my hole. "Let's see if you were telling me the truth." He started digging his finger deep in me and then pulled out. "Yummy. You are a bareback slut." "Yes Sir. My purpose is to take all loads." I felt his fingers back at my hole again. This time, he stuck two in and started finger fucking me. I hit the poppers in each nostril. He started picking up the pace with his finger fucking. The fucking was hard and fast. I kept hitting the poppers so I could handle the rough finger fucking. "I should have probably told you. I am rough on bareback sluts." "Use me as you wish, Sir." "Don't worry. I will" He started spanking my ass hard while roughly finger fucking me. I was struggling to take the abuse but I knew it was my duty. He pulled his fingers out and he immediately jammed his cock in me. He was rough. Thankfully, he wasn't real long or thick. What he didn't have in size, he made up with in aggressiveness. I did short rapid hits of poppers. It was helping with the abuse on my fuckhole. While slamming into me, he started slapping each ass cheek hard. The pain was intense but i stayed focused. I am here to be used. He grabbed my hair and pulled it. "Guys avoid playing with me because i am too rough. Glad you didn't shy away from me." "Thank you, Sir. I am here to please." Somehow, his fucking grew harder. Then, his strokes grew short and he slammed into me. I almost fell over from the violence. I could feel his cock unloading in me. He released my hair and then pulled his cock out. I fell forward. He slapped my ass hard. "Thanks slut. I enjoyed it. Not sure you did but I don't care." He walked back to the door. "Enjoy the show everyone? I just beat up his cunt and gave him my load. Enjoy." I wasn't aware that the door was open. I turned around and saw a few people watching. I was sore but I got back into position. I heard someone come into the room. I felt hands rubbing my sore ass cheeks. Then they were spread and a tongue started lightly licking my abused hole. I moaned. It felt good. He seemed to know. He pushed his tongue into my battered hole. He moaned loudly. He must have gotten some of the load in my hole. I hit the poppers again and started to push back on his tongue. I was not used to feeling pleasure like this. He grabbed my hips tightly and started to dive in deeper to my fuckhole. Then he reached under and grabbed my cock. "No. I don't want that." He let go of my cock and continued to work on my hole. The pain was gone. I only felt pleasure now. After a few more minutes, he stopped and got up. I turned around and saw him leave. The audience was gone. I was horny. I needed more. I closed the door. I grabbed my phone and checked the apps to see if anyone close was on there. On Sniffies, I saw several people posting that they were hosting in rooms. I decided to add mine to the list: "bareback bottom with several loads in me. Need more. Catch me in the booths, bench, or in my room." I added my room number. I watched the bareback porn for a few more minutes and hit the poppers. I took my lube along with the poppers, my towel, and my key and headed out in search for more action. I walked down the halls. I went to the room where I sucked the one guy but the door was closed. I kept walking. I went down to the booths. Empty. I continued walking. I saw a few other guys walking around, but they didn't seem interested. I went back to my room and got into position on the bed with the door open. I waited. Several minutes passed. I was about to give up and then I heard someone speak. "Saw your posting in Sniffies. You still taking loads?" "Yes." "Good. I need to dump my first load of the night." I heard the door close and then felt him behind me. He rubbed my ass. Looks like you've been bad by the marks on your ass. "Not really but the top was rough." "Ah. Did you like it?" "It's not about like. My purpose is to serve and please." "OK. Don't worry. I am not rough like that." I heard him grab the lube and start stroking his cock. He moved behind me until I felt him behind me. "Spread 'em." I reached back and spread my asscheeks. He started slapping his cock on my crack. It felt like it was longer than average and a decent thickness. He pressed it against my hole. With my hands on my cheeks, I couldn't do my poppers. I tried to relax as I felt him push in. I was right, he was a nice thickness. He continued to push in until he was fully inside me. I let go of my cheeks and brought my arms under me. He started to slowly fuck me using long strokes. After the last fuck, this was a relief. "Such a sweet hole." "Thank you, Sir. It's yours to use and breed." "And I will. Take all loads?" "Yes Sir." "You poz?" "Not yet but that will probably change. I'm not on prep and take all loads." He started to speed up. I was enjoying this fuck. "If you aren't on prep, we should probably stop." He started to slow down. I reached behind and grabbed his leg. "Don't stop. You need to breed me." "You sure?" "Yes Sir. Breed me. Dump you load deep. No pullouts. No regrets." "You got it. No going back now." He started to pick up speed again. I let go of him and took hits of poppers in both nostrils. He grabbed my hips tight and pushed hard into me. "Ahhhh. Enjoy this big load." Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. I moaned loudly. "Thank you, Sir." He held his cock deep inside me and then started to slowly move in and out until his cock softened. "You're welcome, slut." He pulled out and moved back. "Have fun." He opened the door and walked out.

Part 5 I felt someone come up behind me on the bed. Hands spread my ass cheeks. I felt something at my hole. It started to push in. It was the butt plug. It was being pushed into me. Finally, it popped in. "Can't let any loads leak out." I felt the cuffs released on my ankles and wrists. Rob pulled the blindfold off and held his hand out. I grabbed it and crawled to the edge of the bed. I slid off. My legs were stiff. He led me to the side of the room. He handed me a bottle of juice. "Drink some juice. Need to keep you hydrated." I took a sip. It tasted good. "Do you need to pee?" "Yes Sir." "OK boy. Follow me." Rob led me out of the room and down the call to the bathroom. I went in, closed the door and peed. I stood at the sink and looked at myself in the mirror while I washed my hands. I looked content. I opened the bathroom door. Rob was waiting for me. He led me back to the room. I looked around. There were seven guys in the room besides Rob. I recognized two of them. I remembered John and Tom from the other night. Looking at the other guys, I saw a Hispanic guy. He was average height. His cock had a thick head and it grew thicker before it tapered back down to the base. This must have been Alan. He was stocky but definitely not heavy. I saw a shorter guy that was very thin but had a long cock with a PA. This must have been Scotty. He looked like he didn't have an ounce of fat on his body. I saw several dark spots on his body. There were three other guys standing around and talking. The tallest guy was black. He was very solid. He had a small belly but also had muscles. His cock was flaccid but it was very long. Another guy wore a leather vest. I could see his hairy chest and belly poking through it. He was hard. His cock was about average length with low hanging balls. The third was an average looking guy. He had a little roll of fat on his body but was definitely not fat. His cock was also average sized. The last guy was average height but was skin and bones. His cock was hard. It looked angry. Rob led me back over to the bed. "Ready for round 2, boy?" "Yes Sir." "Good boy." I crawled on to the bed and laid back on the pillows. The straps were secured again to my ankles and wrists. The blindfold was put back over my eyes. "Who's up?" Two people responded "Me." Rob laughed. "OK. You two decide." I heard a response, "I will start with his mouth. You can have his ass." "You got it. Thanks!" I felt someone climb behind me. Hands rubbed my ass. A tongue started licking in my crack. Once it got to the butt plug, he stopped. I felt fingers wrap around it and pull it out. It offered little resistance. A tongue immediately replaced it. He started to tongue fuck me. It had to be Tom. After a few thrusts, he stopped and moved away. I felt another guy climb behind me. I grabbed the poppers and took two deep hits in each nostril. I felt someone come in front of me. I opened my mouth and a cock started to enter my mouth. At the same time, I felt a cock enter my fuckhole. I focused on pleasing the cock in my mouth as the cock continued to push into my fuck hole. The cock felt nice. It wasn't too big or thick. I seemed like it was the right size. I continued to suck the top's cock. I felt a hand grab my hair. "Suck him while I fuck you, slut." He started to push my head down on the cock while he pushed into me. As he pushed in, the cock got pushed into my throat. I started to gag but the fucking at both ends continued. The top in front of me put his hands on both sides of my head while the top behind me let go of my hair. He grabbed my shoulders instead. This gave him better leverage to fuck me. The top in front continued to fuck my mouth and throat. I tried to relax and concentrate on giving them both as much pleasure as possible. Suddenly, the top in my mouth stopped and held my head. I felt spurt after spurt of cum hit the back of my throat. I started swallowing as quickly as I could. The top grabbed my shoulders and drove deeper. It forced the cock in my mouth to push deeper as it continued to cum in my mouth and throat. The top behind me stopped and held still. The top in front of me withdrew his cock. "Thanks boy. I needed that." The top behind me started to withdraw but held the cock at the entrance. "Who wants to slip in there now?" I heard a voice that I didn't recognize. "I do." "OK. I will pull out when you are ready to slip in. His hole is very sloppy." I felt another guy climb on the bed. The top slipped out of my hole and I immediately felt a cock slip in. His cock was hard as steel. I continued pushing until he was fully in. His cock felt amazing. "Yeah. You are right. Definitely sloppy. I remember the time that I was the center of a gangbang. My hole felt like this. It changed my life and my status." He laughed and started to slowly fuck me. I heard the marker on the whiteboard. It sounded like two different marks were drawn. The top behind me continued to fuck me as I felt someone climb in front of me. I opened my mouth but was surprised. There wasn't a cock in front of me. Someone had put their ass in my face. I stuck my tongue out and started to rim his hole. I had rimmed women before but never a guy. This was another first. I tried to do what Tom did to me. I tried to tongue fuck him. I heard a moan. I was lost in trying to please the guy in front of me and then realized that the top behind me was still fucking me. Then he pulled out and stuck a finger in me and began to finger fuck me. "Tom. Get over here and suck me a little. Make sure you enjoy that cum that's on my cock." I felt someone climb on the bed and heard the sound of a cock getting sucked. "There might be some blood in there too. Guess this will be this slut's lucky night." I went wild. I continued to tongue fuck the guy in front of me. I was enjoying the moans coming from him. Then, the finger fucking stopped and the guy behind me pushed his cock back in me in one motion. "Ahhh. Love this cumdump." He grabbed my hips and started a faster, harder pace. The guy in front of me moved away. The blindfold was removed in time for me to see the black guy get on the bed. His cock was hard. It was very long and thick. I opened my mouth as he moved forward. He put the cock at my lips. I strained to open my mouth further as he started to push into my mouth. I could barely get his cock in my mouth. He stopped just past the head. "Just suck on the tip, boy. You will not be able to take my cock in there." I started to suck the tip as the guy behind me was pounding me hard. He said, "Gotta make sure you remember me, boy." Suddenly, he grabbed my hips and thrust hard. It pushed the top's cock further in my mouth. I tried to accept it but it was a struggle. The top in my ass held still. "Hope I changed your life, slut. Mark me down for poz. Very very poz." He laughed. The top in my mouth pulled out and moved around behind me. I looked behind myself and saw the top that was skin and bones with the angry cock. He pulled out and was replaced by the black top. He slapped his cock on my crack. "You should be loose enough but hit those poppers, slut." I grabbed the poppers and looked up. Rob was in front of me. He was smiling. I grabbed the poppers and took a deep hit. Rob nodded. I switched nostrils and it again. "Five short, sharp hits and hold." Hit. Hit. Hit. Hit. Hit. Hold. I felt the tip of his cock pushing against my fuckhole. It felt huge. "Again." I exhaled and switched nostrils. Hit. Hit. Hit. Hit. Hit. Hold. I felt the tip of the cock push in. It hurt. I exhaled. "Again." I switched nostrils. Hit. Hit. Hit. Hit. Hit. Hold. He pushed another inch in and he held it there. I exhaled. "Again." I switched nostrils. Hit. Hit. Hit. Hit. Hit. Hold. He started to push in again. This time he didn't stop. He kept pushing. I held as long as I could and then exhaled. I looked at Rob. He was smiling and nodding. It was pleasing him to see me take it. He moved forward. I opened my mouth and he stuck his cock in my mouth. The top behind me continued to push. I felt him hit my prostate and he continued to push. Inch by inch. I continued to suck. It was keeping my mind off what felt like a baseball bat being pushed in my ass. Then, it stopped. I felt his legs against mine. "You did well, boy. Just relax." The top behind me pulled out a little and then pushed in again. Next stroke, he pulled out a little more and pushed back in. "I think I am pushing some of this cum out of his hole. The rest is getting pushed real deep. It will never come out." He laughed. He continued to pull out a little more and push back in. My hole was stretching to accommodate the invasion. His thrusts became longer. He pulled past my prostate and then pushed back past it. The pleasure was intense. Again, I couldn't tell if I was going to cum or pee. I tried not to think about it. I was focused on sucking Rob's cock. He was already hard but seemed to grow harder. The top behind me started to pick up his pace. Long, steady, full strokes. "Open your mouth, boy. I want to watch you swallow my load." I opened my mouth and Rob pulled out slightly. He started cumming in my mouth. I stared in his eyes with each spurt. He was in ecstacy. He pulled back. "Swallow." I continued to stare in his eyes and I closed my mouth and swallowed. "Good boy." The top behind me continued to fuck me. "Sorry everyone. I may be ruining his fuck hole for everyone else." He laughed and continued to fuck me. He started to fuck harder but continued with long strokes. He bent down until his whole weight was on top of me. He wrapped his arm around my neck. He started to fuck harder. He became more animalistic. He was claiming his prize. Harder and harder. Then he thrust hard as he tightened his grip around me. "Take it slut." I felt his cock swell even more and then I felt it. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. Spurt. I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feeling. I knew this was right. Being used is what I am meant for. He slowly withdrew. It seemed like it took minutes for his cock to come out. Then, it popped out. "The job is definitely done now. Mark down another poz load." I laid there in total pleasure. Rob said "Who's ready for round 3?" I answered first. "I am." Rob laughed. "Whatever you want slut. Get back on your hands and knees." I moved back into position. I looked back and saw Scotty was behind me again. "I can dump one more load and then I gotta go." He pushed his PA against my hole. This time, he didn't wait. He just pushed in. "He's much looser now." He pushed all the way in. He didn't wait. He just started fucking me. I started squeezing my hole. I needed to please him. I continued to clench my hole until it was tight around his cock. "Yeah slut. Squeeze that cock. Drain my balls." He started to fuck harder. I moaned. My prostate was continuing to get hit. I was leaking all over. He grabbed my hips tight as he continued to slam in me. Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. Thrust. He grabbed tighter. He thrusted harder. I gripped down on his cock as hard as I could. Then he slammed hard and held still. "Ahhhhhhh." He let go my hips, pulled out, and slapped my ass. "Thanks slut. Thanks Rob. Hopefully, we can do it again." He climbed off the bed and was immediately replaced by Alan. I remembered that his cock was the thickest cock I had experienced until the black guy. He pushed the head of the cock in. This time, there was no resistance. It slid right in. All the way to the hilt. "Yep. You definitely ruined him. He's not tight any longer." I squeezed down on his cock. "Yeah slut. Milk my cock." I squeezed harder. He started fucking me. He was not gentle. He was rough. "Sorry slut. My second time is always harder." I lost track of time as he fucked me. I put my head down. He continued to pound me. Then, the pounding stopped and he withdrew. Another cock replaced it and then another and another. I lost count of who was fucking me and how often. The next I knew, I felt the cuffs being released. I looked around. Nobody was left. It was just Rob and me. "You did so well boy. Want to know the final count?" "Yes Sir." He grabbed the whiteboard and showed me. It showed 14 poz and three neg. I wondered who the neg guys were. He laughed. "I think we crushed your old record." "Yes Sir. Thank you, Sir." "Are you going to be ok to ride back to your hotel?" "Yes Sir." "OK. Take your time getting dressed. Here is your phone." I grabbed my phone and called an Uber. I got dressed and waited. "Text me tomorrow, boy. Not sure I can play tomorrow but we shall see. I also expect your hole will need a rest." "Yes Sir." My Uber arrived. I went downstairs and hopped in and began the ride back to the hotel.

I suck at movies, I can sit thru one for 3 hours and not be able to tell you who was in it the next day at lunch. BUT- wasn't the movie Caligula ( right name I think) pretty heavy with sex, and at one point Caligula essentially raped the bride at some ceremony, and then fisted the groom while wearing some sort of jagged ring and ripped his hole apart?

Its Sunday afternoon , my usual day to buy groceries up at Brookshires. Its a warm day and as usual I have on a pair of shorts , commando of course and a T shirt. I arrive at Brookshires , walk in and get my cart and off I go to the isles .. as I'm shopping I run into an old gay contact. His name is Mac. He's my height but heavier with a big fat cock about 7 1/2 inches with a slight curve. I remember it well because I sucked it off twice. We had some small talk and he tells me the news he is now poz but on meds and undetectable . He said he needed to use the bathroom while we were talking and I said I needed to go too.. I really wanted to see his big cock , I believe he had the same intentions .. We both walk into the bathroom and its empty. We belly up to the stalls and pull our cocks out.. I looked at his big cock as it was pissing and started getting hard.. Mac asks " you wanna suck my poz cock?" I said "why not ! " We went into the handicap stall.. I dropped my shorts when we stepped in.. My cock was already hard. Just so happened he was also commando and dropped his shorts.. His big cock was hard and standing tall !.. we started rubbing our cocks together. Mac pulled me close and we started kissing deep. I rubbed his hard cock as we made out.. I soon went to my knees and started sucking Mac's big poz cock. MMMMM is was really good. I just love sucking a big dick like a whore bottom boy. Mac held my head and started face fucking me .. I soon tasted his slick precum as it hit my tongue .. Mac's says " you should come on over to my house." I agreed.. We quickly put our pants up and finished up our grocery shopping.. I was soon at Mac's door. He let me in.. He had on a bathrobe with his cock hanging out the front.. I love that.. i wasted no time and I grabbed his cock as we quickly started making out again.. I unbutton my shorts drop and they drop off reveling my hard cock.. Mac is rubbing and squeezing my ass with both his hands while I'm rubbing his big dick.. We soon head for the bedroom.. I sit on the edge of the bed and pull my shirt off.. I'm now naked with a throbbing hard on... Mac sets his robe on the chair .. Mac walks toward me , his cock was standing tall , mmm it looked so hot.. He gets close and my legs automatically spread apart.. He pulls my legs up and gets close.. His cock was on top of mine as his rubs his cock back and forth in a fucking motion .. his big cock looked so hot on top of mine . Soon he guides it down to my boy hole.. He says " you ready to take my poz cock?" What could I say at this point, I said " yeah , fuck me with your big poz cock" Mac says " yeah , you like that big poz cock !" Mac continued to rub his big cockhead back and forth across my boy hole.. His precum was making it slick .. Mac says as he slips the head in " mmm take it !" It felt so good as I love cock head slipping in and out . I was hungry to have his big poz cock up my ass.. Mac kept working his cock deeper and deeper up my ass till he was balls deep..He then fucked me deep with long strokes keeping the pressure on my ass.. My cock was hard as he fucked me good and deep.. Mac says " you want that hot poz load don't you boy?" I said "yeah" in between the moans every time he drove his cock deep.. Mac says "good , cause I don't pull out ! " Mac continues to work my ass over , his precum had my ass walls all slick. Mac says ," your prostate is absorbing my poz cum , you like having your prostate pounded and massaged with my poz cock don't you boy !" I said "yes" in between the moans.. I soon had to cum as I couldn't hold it .. I stroked my cock as he fucked me , I soon shot a huge load... I moaned and moaned as I cummed while he pounded my prostate !! I must have shot a dozen squirts of cum !! Mac says " you ever taken a poz load before ? " I said " I don't think so " Mac says " mmm a virgin" Mac picks up the pace ,, I could tell he was turned on fucking my neg ass knowing he would be my first poz load" Soon Mac starts to whimper and grunt .. I could feel his cock twitching as he pulsated his poz load deep in my ass ! He pulls out and looks at his prize before he slides back in to finish his orgasm.. When he pulled out I could feel a couple streams of sperm sliding down !! Mac slowly fucks me . Mac say's "I love fucking a creamed ass!" Mac pulls my hips and drives it deep and holds it there.. Mac says " absorb that seed boy ! " Mac never lost his hard on and fucks me slowly making sure he pumps every last drop of cum in my ass ! He finally let me loose after 15 minutes ! I get up and slip my shorts on and head home.. My ass felt really good, cum fucked , stretched and pozzed.

I was in college the first time I experienced POZ cock, or rather I saw a guy, my boyfriend, taking POZ cock. I was more of a top, and my boyfriend Bobby was more of a bottom, but we changed it up every so often to keep things exciting. We tried flipping, but it got boring after a while. He had a hard time keeping it hard enough to top me. Ugh... And of course, we fucked bare. We talked about adding a third guy to our relationship, but didn't want to complicate things. I didn't want him to start to stray, secretly, however, the thought of seeing another guy fuck him got me hard. Anyhow, we needed some sort of an outlet to get our rocks off. I was in the campus library one night, and yes, maybe I was looking for the rumored glory hole in the basement, you know, out of curiosity more than anything. Anyway, I stood at the urinal, stroking my cock a bit, and waited. After a few minutes, I gave up. I let my stiffy go down enough to piss and headed out. Across the hall from the bathroom was a bulletin board. I gazed at a few postings absent-mindedly and one jumped out at me: GET OFF ON PHOTOGRAPHING HOT GUYS WITH EACH OTHER? JOIN OUR NAUGHTY GAY FUCK PHOTO CLUB EMAIL YOUR PICS TO ******@******.COM FOR AN INVITE Sweet. I snapped a photo of the address with my phone and headed home with a smile on my face and a semi-hard dick in my pants. Bobby and I thought it would be just what we needed. We didn't need to cheat to get off on watching other guys mess around. We set up my phone on my desk with an auto-timer and took some playful photos of us on my bed, with undies pulled down to show pubes but no dick, and some that sort of showed our faces, but not really. We got so hot “posing” that he was able to get it hard enough to fuck me senseless! It wasn't until he pulled out of my cummy hole that I realized that we had left the auto-timer running, and it was all captured in pics! We sent some of the more playful photos and one or two nude fuck pics, that didn't show our faces, to the email address. Within minutes, we had an invite for a photo session that weekend. We arrived at the address on Saturday night, right on time. The building looked like a frat house. We rang the bell, holding hands and grinning ear to ear. A cute guy in his mid-20s opened the door and invited us in. He showed us where to stow our clothes, if we wanted, and then led us into the living room, which had been converted into a photo studio, complete with professional lighting equipment. There was a platform in the middle of the room about waist high and a mattress. Our host told us that the group met every other weekend and usually two of the members would have pose in front of everyone and the other members would take photos, sometimes close-ups, sometimes showing faces, but only if the guys “posing” were comfortable with that. Some of the couples would simulate penetration, and some would really have sex. There were condoms available, but some of the guys preferred it bare. Bobby made a joke that he was SURE everyone preferred it bare. Our host mentioned most of the couples “posing” were boyfriends, but a few were single guys who were interested in the “art” of it, or just getting their rocks off. He also mentioned everything that happened would be fun and consensual. No one would pressure us to do anything we weren't comfortable with, and we had to do the same. No pressure. Period. Finally he said we were welcome to take as many photos as we liked, and even strip down and jerk off if we wanted, but no group action, again, unless everyone was comfortable with that. I could tell by the way his cargo shorts were swelling, he was getting hard just describing the rules to us. We relaxed and shared a beer. The doorbell rang, and he excused himself to answer the door. Most of the rest of the group had arrived at once. Our “models” for the evening would be a cute couple, Ryan and Kevin, who liked to “pose” as much as they liked to take photos. There were six other guys there, all with really nice-looking digital cameras hanging around their necks. As hot as they were, I was a bit surprised at how chill everyone was. The “models” were both sort of twinky with smooth relatively-hairless tight bodies. Ryan and Kevin undressed each other, pausing every few seconds for the guys to snap a few pics. They stripped down to matching black jockstraps. Two guys had unzipped and started to jerk off as Ryan and Kevin sucked each other's dick. Kevin ate out Ryan's hole as guys leaned in to take photos. I was totally hard as Kevin lined-up his bare cock and edged it into Ryan's slippery hole. Bobby was fascinated. He leaned in very close and Kevin pulled out so just the head of his cock was in Kevin's ass. Kevin moaned as Bobby leaned in so close for a photo that his hands brushed Kevin's sticky cock. The guys rearranged into a few more positions as the rest of the group snapped away. The sexual energy in the room was palpable, but everyone really did stay calm. I found myself so mesmerized that I was forgetting to take photos. I knew Kevin was close. He pulled out and spread Ryan's asscheeks apart, then flipped him over onto his back and slid his bare cock all the way in. Bobby and I were so close as we snapped photos that we could see the cum pulsing through Kevin's dick. He eventually slid his softening cock out of Ryan's ass. Ryan pulled apart his cheeks to show Kevin's load oozing out. The frat boy host, who had been “professional” the whole time, leaned in for some creampie close-ups. He got closer and closer. “May I?” he asked. “Be my guest” said Ryan as his hole winked. The frat boy stuck out his tongue and took a swipe at Ryan's ass, covering his tongue with Kevin's load. He swallowed it down. Then, like nothing had happened, the guys toweled off and we all went into another room where there was a computer bank set up. All of the guys uploaded their photos into a folder and the frat boy emailed a link to us all so we could download them. We shook hands and left. On the way home Bobby went on and on about how sexy it was to fuck in front of strangers, and to have the whole thing captured on film! He was seemed as impressed by the models fucking raw as he was by the two guys who were comfortable enough to jerk off, noting that one of them had a massive cock! When we got home, we were both so horny. We downloaded the photos immediately and started to fool around. We fucked each other twice that night as the photos cycled through on the screen. He asked if I wanted to “pose” and I said, “HELL YES!!!” We emailed the frat boy and told him we would like to model for the group. He said they had models scheduled already for the next few sessions, but we would be able to pose at the end of the next month. Score! Two weeks later came around and we were promptly on time back at the house. The models this week were two single guys, the two guys who had jerked off at the last session. Joe was tall and beefy, like a football player. The other guy, Tom, was skinnier, but still solidly built, looking sort of like he had lost weight recently. He was the one who had the huge dick, frankly one of the biggest I'd ever seen. His skinniness made his cock look even bigger. They started stripping each other down down, pausing here and there for photos. The rest of the guys were clearly turned on, but remained “professional.” The frat guy whispered to me and Bobby that they had been flirting for a while and this was their first time together. Joe and Tom got down to their underwear and they started pulling it down to reveal each other's pubes, again pausing for shots. Eventually, they were 69ing, still going at it, but slowly, no doubt for our benefit, I'm sure. Tom was sucking Joe for real, but Joe never put Tom's dick in his mouth, only pretending to blow him as the guys snapped away. Tom started working his fingers into Joe's hole and Joe started squirming. “I know we talked about this, but maybe it would be okay, if we fuck safe.” Tom looked uncomfortable when he realized that Joe wanted to get fucked. “Dude. I'm not into latex. Can I bareback you?” Joe said that he wasn't into that and sort of freaked out. They decided to continue with the sessions, but only posing like they were fucking each other. Joe bent over and grabbed his ankles as Tom rimmed his hole and then lined up his bare cock like he was going to put it in. Tom was so turned on that his hard cock was drooling precum. He worked his wet cock over Joe's crack, pausing every so often for photos. Joe seemed to be struggling. It was obvious that he wanted Tom's cock, but he wouldn't allow himself to go for it. Tom worked a few fingers into Joe's ass as the rest of the guys kept shooting. He aligned his cock with Joe's ass again, this time putting the purple head of his bare dick right on Joe's ass, working it up and down. From the right angle, it would have totally looked like they were fucking. Globs of Tom's precum poured down onto Joe's ass and into his open hole. “You okay with me dripping in you?” “NO! That's not what we talked about. You're POZ man. I'm fine with a condom, but I don't want your cum in me!” He grabbed his clothes and stormed off in a huff. Everyone stood around for a few seconds and then started to pack up his stuff. The frat guy calmed the situation down as Tom sat there with his erection going down. He approached us as asked, since we were the last ones to be so excited about posing. I had assumed that he meant for me and Bobby to pose instead, but Bobby must have thought differently. He winked at me and leapt onto the mattress, next to Tom. Bobby started tearing his clothes off, eyes locked with Tom. He was reaching out for his massive cock. The frat guy leaned in and spoke lowly about the rules. Only consensual stuff. No pressure, and simulated sex was okay. Bobby was staring at Tom, and his massive POZ cock that I'm not sure he heard anything at all. Bobby leaned forward and locked mouths with Tom in an intense kiss as they reached for each other's cock.... To be continued

PART 3 I left Adam and Greg in good hands, getting nailed by some other guys who had come up to watch our little show on the sofa and wandered over to the bar area to grab something to drink. The same really tall man was behind the bar, wearing just an apron, jockstrap and boots along with a ball cap. He was easily a foot taller than me, which I love. His body was covered in thick fur and he had a nice big ass, framed by a yellow jockstrap, visible whenever he bent over to grab something from under the bar. I asked him if he had any gatorade since I knew I would need to stay hydrated from the T. He reached down and handed me a bottle full of orange liquid, clearly loving showing off his sexy ass which had clearly already been used tonight. I could see a tiny drop of cum at the opening to his hole. It tasted even nastier than usual and I knew there was already some G in it. It was going to be one of THOSE nights. “This shit loaded, dude?” He laughed and said “it sure is. You look like you know how to have a good time. My shift is over at midnight, so then I get a chance to play. You game?” I leaned over the counter and grabbed the back of his head, pulling his lips to mine. I could taste cum on his mustache, the filthy whore had already started playing. “That sounds hot. Come and find me when your shift is done. You can take a ride on daddy’s cock.” He smiled and said “Or vice versa.” I laughed and took a big swig off the bottle and wandered back over to the whore couch that I had left a few minutes before. The otter guy fucking Adam was still balls deep in him, and Greg was getting fucked by another hot rando, a tall buffed Asian muscle guy with a hugely fat cock. The guy clearly knew how to fuck with his massive tool and Greg wasn’t really able to speak, except to say “more, more, more” and “harder.” Every time the guy pulled back his cock to take another stroke, the jizz in Greg’s hole frothed up like whipped cream on top of a boy cunt pie. Every now and then Joey would lean down and lick the frothy bits from Greg’s ass cheeks. Joey was between Adam and Greg on the sofa, holding a fat baggie of crystal, idly playing with his thick cock and feeding shotguns to the cumdumps. I leaned in and took one of them from him and passed it to Adam. I was really getting off on watching the hot, lean furry guy nailing Adam’s cunt, when Adam looked up at me and smiled a huge sexy smile, while grunting as the guy’s long, thick cock bottomed out in his cunt again. “Thank you Daddy. Do you like watching other men breed my pussy?” I laughed some more and said “I sure do, baby boy. It’s giving Daddy’s cock a huge boner. I wanna watch every man in here dump load in that pussy. Do you want that, son?” Adam got a huge grin on his face and said “more than anything, Daddy!” We both laughed some more and I sat down next to Joey on the sofa, and we passed the bubbler pack and forth, each passing shotguns to the other pigs rutting around us. I was leaning over to give another shotgun to Adam with my ass in the air when I felt a hand there, playing with the straps of my jock and sliding up my crack to find my hole. I turned to see the boy from the bar, standing behind me grinning, with a medium long, extremely thick cock sticking out of the fly of his tight button fly boxer briefs. Where did they find these boys with the really fat cocks? The bottoms sure weren’t complaining. Adam saw him and also grinned, passed the shotgun back to me saying “give it to him, Daddy. I’m sure he wants to play too.” I stood up, still holding the smoke in my lungs and the tall guy from the bar leaned down to take it from me. He got down on his knees and his head was even with my chest. Damn, this fucker was tall. We passed the smoke back and forth until there was no more and kept my head down so we could make out. He continued to play with my ass while we made out. I’m mostly a top but once in a while if I was feeling really sleazy with a lot of T, my ass would get hungry and need some good pounding. I thought this might be one of those nights. “What the fuck is your name, son?” “Tim, sir.” Just as I was wondering if Tim was going to get inside my ass, the two guys fucking Greg and Adam, who had been making out with each other over the moaning cumdumps, both started to speed up. First one, then the other fired off volleys of cum inside Greg and Adam’s whore cunts. I was really proud of Adam because he spent the last 3-4 minutes egging his fucker on with a long stream of filth talk. “Fucker. Breed my cunt. My little boy whore cunt needs to be knocked up. You wanna make me pregnant, bro? I need your babies inside me, bro, I gotta have your load! You gonna load me up? You gonna give me that sperm? I fucking need it. I’m begging you, dude. Give me your load! I need my big brother’s fucking cum!” Hearing Adam say “Big brother” made otter boy pound his cunt harder and harder, burying Adam’s head in the cushions of the sofa. He was grunting and moaning as well. “Little. Bro. Dirty. Fucker. Gonna. Breed. BREED THAT PUSSY.” Then he yelled as he unloaded a huge load inside Adam’s pussy. He held his cock all the way inside Adam’s gaping cumdump. I could see his nuts almost vibrating. He leaned over Adam’s back while he caught his breath, and slowly came back to normal. On the other side, Greg’s Asian muscle boy was pounding Greg toward a similar climax, but a lot less verbal. He groaned really loudly and pulled his cock out one more time for the first volley of cum that squirted all over Greg’s cunt. He quickly rubbed his cock head in the sperm and shoved it all inside the boys’s ass. After a few seconds, he slapped Greg’s ass cheek hard, and pulled out. His cock was so fat that none of the load came out of Greg’s hole. He walked away, arm in arm with the otter boy and they went back to the bar, where another hot man was standing, in just a cap, jock and boots waiting to serve them a drink. Greg managed to keep all of the Asian guy’s load inside his cunt, and reached around to play with his ass, then climbed up on the sofa to take a breather and smoke some more T. Adam was still bent over the arm of the sofa and Tim looked at me and said: “He your boy?” “No, I said, we just met when I bred his cunt. He’s pretty loaded up. You should have a taste.” Tim was a foot taller than me, I later found out he was 6’8”, and he pulled Adam’s face to him, murmuring hello and introducing himself. Adam started to stand up, and was a little wobbly. I grabbed onto him so he didn’t fall, then Tim maneuvered himself so that his long legs were over the arm of the sofa and his head was in the middle of it. Joey leaned down to give Tim another shotgun and Adam took it from him. Waste not, want not. Then Tim reached over with two fingers and wiped the cum that was dripping down Adam’s leg and fed it to him. He moaned some more. “Come here, little brother. Let me eat your hole.” Adam grinned again and spread his hairy cheeks apart, settling down so that his pussy was open and a single drop of sperm fell onto Tim’s lips. He licked them hungrily and greedily pulled Adam’s ass onto his face. Pretty soon, hairy chin and hairy ass were connected and Adam started to grind his ass onto Tim’s sexy beard. I looked over at Joey and Greg who were observing these pigs rutting as only dirty whores can. “Fuck yeah,” Joey said. “I’m gonna have to eat your hole, Greggy boy. Gotta suck some of that sperm outta there. I’m hungry.” Greg laughed spread his cheeks and said “Get in there. I love having my cunt eaten.” Greg took up a similar position to Tim so they were both lying on their backs with their heads almost touching each other, each with a cumdump sitting on their face. Both boys looked like they were in heaven having their cunts eaten, so I crawled down on the floor so I could lick both holes and eat some of the jizz that was dripping down their legs and out of Joey and Tim’s beards. I occasionally was able to lick the two holes while the two tops took a break to catch their breath and pretty soon my own beard was dripping with various strangers’ cum, including my own, courtesy of Greg and Adam’s holes. The T was starting to make my hole hungry. It was one of those nights where I needed some ass and some cock. Preferably buried in my daddy cunt. I moved over to where Tim’s cock was long, fat, uncut and hard as a rock. The boy must’ve taken a nice Cialis before the party, like me. I leaned over and took his beautiful dick in my mouth, reveling in the scent of his foreskin and crotch. Sweat, piss and cum. Three of my favorite smells, especially all together in one place. I took Tim’s cock all the way down my throat, so all 10” of it were buried in my face. He took a break from eating Adam’s hole and just said “Fuck Daddy! Yeah! Suck my cock, you dirty faggot!” Luckily I had anticipated this moment and cleaned my ass out before I left home. Never know when your ass gets itchy. I sucked on Tim’s cock greedily until it was covered in spit and throat lube. When I came up for air, Adam was holding a small bottle of lube that had SPECIAL written on it with a sharpie. Good. Nothing like a booty bump with your lube. I poured a bit into my hand and rubbed it over Tim’s cock and then over my cunt lips. Then I maneuvered myself up onto the sofa, facing Adam and slid Tim’s massive cock inside my asshole. FUUUUUUUUUCCCCK. It felt amazing and pretty soon my hole was on fire. I started making out with Adam as Tim fucked him and keep eating Adam’s cunt. Adam whispered in my ear “FUCK DADDY! That’s so fucking hot watching him use your pussy. Does it feel amazing! Can I ride him next?” He grinned again and his beautiful brown puppy dog eyes made me melt. I grabbed him behind his head and shoved my tongue as far in his mouth as it would go. “FUCK, baby boy! His cock feels of fucking good using my cunt. It’s been so long since I got fucked, I didn’t realize how badly I needed it.” Adam just laughed again, and soon he broke away from me and got up from Tim’s face. He jumped up and pulled something out of his sock. Tim maneuvered me so that he was sitting up, but never took his cock out of my hole. I was riding his beautiful dick like there was no tomorrow. My brain was full of pleasure and I hadn’t felt this good in ages. After a couple minutes, I felt a finger rubbing the outside of my hole. Tim grabbed me around the waist and pulled me up so that I was hovering over his cock, but it wasn’t inside me. What I couldn’t see was Adam planting a huge rock inside Tim’s foreskin. The next thing I knew, his cock was plunging back inside me where he held me down so his dick was as far inside my hole as it would go. After a few seconds, I could feel the crystal melt and my brain exploded with more pleasure. Tim grabbed onto my chest and pulled my face to his, while leaving his cock fully planted inside me. He shoved his tongue in my mouth and I just groaned, unable to speak because of the sensory overload. He laughed and just said “fuck yeah, go for it, bro!” Next thing I knew, I felt another cock, nudging at my hugely stretched cunt. It was Adam! I had taken him for just a cumdump, but apparently he got off on fucking Daddy too. I tried to focus my brain on relaxing my hole to let Adam inside when he pushed harder. My cunt opened up and there were two cocks inside my hole. My brain exploded in another wave of intense pleasure and Tim and Adam started to pound my hole, getting up a good rhythm, until I couldn’t speak other than to beg for more cock.

My phone woke me up from my nap. It was a message from an old fuck buddy of mine, and by old I mean that I had been hooking up with him before my adventures with Anthony began. “You free? I’m really honry.” “In my room, door’s unlocked.” Jason, my fuck buddy, lived in the same dorm as me three floors up. He was a scrawny little freshman with a donkey dick that looked ridicules hanging off of his cute five foot six, one hundred and fifteen pound frame. My heart started to race as I wondered how he would react to my cum filled stretched out boy-cunt. We had always played safe and had never talked about doing anything different. I tossed a few dirty clothes in to the hamper and laid back down on my bed with my ass pointed towards the door. After a moment or two I heard the door open and close and then Jason’s familiar throat clearing. “I’m glad you’re free I’m horny as fuck.” I looked back at the door and saw him shucking his clothes. I always enjoyed seeing his massive cock fall from his little boxer briefs when he took them off, and today was no exception. It hung happily over a pair of rather large balls nestled in a thick growth of thick dark blond hair. What this boy lacked in size he made up for in the cock department and then some. “Me too.” I shook my ass at him and he walked over to my bed, his cock hardening as he walked. Jason climbed up on to my bed with me and squatted down behind my ass as if getting ready to eat it as he always did but stopped up short. “Shit, you’ve got a butt plug up your fucking ass.” “Yeah,” I said, trying to sound sheepish, “Is that a problem?” “No. That’s fucking hot, you’ll be super loose now! Can I pull it out and see your puffy hole.” “Sure,” I wiggled my ass at him more and felt him grab hold of the plug. As he pulled I pushed out a little bit helping him get it out and ensuring, that when it did with a decidedly satisfying plop, that it would be accompanied by a small amount of cum from the three loads I had already taken that day. “God your hole looks amazing, so pink and puffy, it looks kinda like a pussy now.” He dove between my cheeks and started going to town rimming my hole, his tongue darting back and forth across my stretched out and abused pucker. I squeezed a little more cum out so that it landed on his tongue as he started to probe inside. I felt him freeze, then after a moment he sat up. “Do you have cum in your ass?” “Yeah,” I admitted happily. “You fuck bareback?” “As of three days ago, yes.” “What?” “I met a guy on a4a, and he sorta tricked me into taking his cock raw and well… I liked it.” “Three days ago, how is his load still inside you then?” “Oh, no that’s not from three days ago, that’s one of the three loads I’ve already taken today.” “Ok now you’re going to have to tell me the whole story.” I turned around and sat up, I was worried that I had freaked him out and was about to lose one of my favorite fuck buds, but when I looked at his cock it was still rock hard and he was smiling. So I launched into the story of my first night at Anthony’s and then my return the next day, the task he had set me, and then the three loads I had taken that morning before he texted me. “You’re a fucking slut.” “Well…” “Prefect. I always wanted to get my cock between your cheeks raw.” “Really?” “Hell yeah. Roll over, I wanna see my cock sink into your spunk filled hole.” Happily I did as he asked and rolled over and stuck my ass up making my hole wink as best I could at him. “So hot,” he said as he lined up his cock head with my slightly gaping hole. Every other time I had taken Jason it had been a struggle to get to the base at first, but that time it just slid home all the way to the balls. I groaned loudly and Jason moaned something about a juicy wet cunt and started to deep fuck me. That was his favorite to slowly slip his cock in and out of my hole, normally he would do that for ten minutes or so kissing me tenderly the whole time before he got down to really pounding my hole but today it only lasted a few moments before he started banging away. Jason grabbed hold of my hips forcing me to buck myself back on his cock while he impaled me. He had never fucked me quite like this before, and I started kicking myself for not letting him breed me before. It wasn’t long before he was huffing and puffing like he always did just before he came, and then he bottomed out in my ass and shot his load deep into my already full gut. Most days that would have been the end of it, but I guess that he was as turned on as I was because he just kept fucking, his cock softening for a moment and then returning to rock hard. After just a few minutes rest we were back to the brutal pounding. “It’s hard for me to get off when I fuck with a rubber, but bare I can shoot at least four times, sometimes up to six.” “God give me six!” “Then hold on tight boy.” Loads two and three came quickly then each being dumped into my hole without comment beyond Jason’s mutterings of “Yeah take my fucking cock bitch.” Four took much longer and I found myself starting to whimper with each pounding as my hole gave way under his onslaught. Lastly loads five, six, and seven, a personal best he told me, were all fired off rapid fire and I had never felt fuller. At that moment I had eleven loads sloshing around in my boy-cunt and I just wanted more. Jason was spent after shooting seven loads and I told him that he could sleep there if he needed to as I did some homework. After looking at my English work for a brief moment I gave up and climbed back into bed and felt Jason’s cock starting to work it’s way back into my hole. That was when I got load number eight after which Jason went back to his one room and, after popping my plug back in, went for a shower and then I passed out again.

Part IV I was flat on my back next to my boyfriend, with a POZ loads dripping out of both of our assholes. Bobby leaned over to kiss me and wormed his fingers between my asscheeks, working Tom's seed in and out. He whispered in my ear, “You alright with this? We can leave now if you want.” As I caught my breath, I couldn't help but think that I wanted more. Once my hole had been opened up, I knew I needed more. To my right, Kevin was fingering his own cummy hole. He swiped his fingers over my ass and took some of Tom's seed to squish into his own ass. As we lay in a sticky pile, two of the photographers still taking photos applauded us and started looking at their cameras to see what they had got. Tom went over to his clothes and fished out his phone. He snapped a pic of the three of us cumwhores and texted it to a few friends with an invite saying “CUM JOIN THE POZ PHOTOSHOOT” He got a few answers back saying that they were on their way. While we waited, we joked around and went into the other room to look at the pics. There were some great closeups of dicks covered in spooge and holes leaking cum. They were hot, but the ones that really got me going showed little more than a tangle of arms, faces stuffed with cock, and feet on shoulders. A total free-for-all. No one caring whose loads they were taking. We were surprised when Joe reappeared. I had thought he left when he rejected Tom's bare POZ cock. Turns out that he had been lurking in the shadows the whole time and had wanked out two loads watching our orgy, and now he wanted in. “I'll take it bare, but only from you NEG guys.” “Yeah right,” chuckled our frat boy host. “We'll see how long that lasts!” The frat boy reminded us that Tom's friends were on their way over and we might break the record tonight. With me, Bobby, and Kevin having POZ seed in our holes, we needed three more bottoms if we wanted to tie and four if we wanted to break the record. Ryan said he thought it might be fun to bottom for once. That made four. The photographer who had face-fucked Bobby said he was up for some POZ seed. So we got to five. The photographer told Bobby his name, Brian, and they shook hands. It cracked me up to see this guy introducing himself to a dude whose belly was full of his cum. Within a few minutes, some of Tom's POZ buds arrived. Liam and David were a couple, pumped up, POZ, and proud. They were on their way home from the gym when they got Tom's text, so they were both ripe and sweaty. David was well over six foot tall, olive skinned, and ripped. I'm sure his meds mixed with some steroids to create his taught tight look. Liam was about 5'6, and ripped. He had a greying goatee that set off his greying red hair in a sexy way. “What do we have here?” David asked. Tom explained that we were going for a record-breaking evening of POZZING, all to be captured on film. They started stripping down, revealing matching tribal biohazard symbol tatts on their right pecs. Bobby started nibbling on David's nipples as I started in on Liam. Ryan and Kevin pulled their shorts down and began deepthroating their cocks. I felt almost high as I tongued Liam's sweaty pits. Just then, the front door opened, and a guy from one of my classes walked in. Henry was the all-American ideal. He looked like he should have been on a poster for the Marines, and here he was at a POZ photoshoot. I could tell our frat boy host was drooling. Henry stripped off his clothes and joined the fray. Liam and David organized us all in a line, all on our knees with our faces pressed into the cummy sweaty mattress. Bobby was first, then me, then Ryan and Kevin, and lastly, Brian. “Five piggy bottoms is impressive, but not record-breaking,” hinted the frat boy host, trying to convince Joe to join in. He shook his head and said that he would let the frat boy fuck him bare, but not the POZ studs. “On your knees,” the frat boy ordered, and Joe joined us. Liam, David, Henry, and Tom went in order behind each of us, loosening our holes and opening us up one by one. Liam stuck his tongue far up my ass as he spread my cheeks, and was then replaced by David's muscular long fingers. Joe let the POZ guys finger and eat his ass, but he drew the line when Henry started working his drooling cock over his crack. “Just tongue, man. I'm not ready for the bug,” he protested. Liam laughed and shoved three fingers up his hole. The four tops lined up behind us. David started fucking Ryan, and Tom sunk his dick into Kevin's ass. Henry lined up behind me and worked his thick cock slowly into my hole as Tom began fucking Bobby again. The frat boy slammed into Joe's ass so quickly that Joe started half-screaming / half moaning. Five holes getting plowed at once, and Brian fingering his ass waiting for his turn. All I could hear was panting and groaning mixed with anonymous voices, “You like that?”, “Fuck yeah, bro. Take that cock!” , “You want my seed, man?”. I've never felt such freedom and such pleasure. The frat boy raised is voice above the others. “Alright everyone. Switch!” Henry pulled out of my ass and moved onto Bobby as Tom slipped easily into my stretched-out hole. I could hear Joe whining, “No man. Just you. I'm not getting POZZED tonight!” “Alright man. I'll keep fucking you as long as you can take it!” So everyone got a fresh POZ dick in their holes, except for Joe, and now Ryan waited his turn. We switched tops until they had all fucked each bottom twice, and the frat boy kept pounding Brian's ass the whole time. The frat boy was the first to cum, and shouted, “Take that NEG seed, you fucker! Take my load!!!” Brian was so exhausted that he seemed to have passed out. Before anyone else could cum, the frat boy threw up his hands. “We could play this two ways guys. If I let one or more of you POZ dudes cream my hole, we'll tie the record. If one of you wants to fuck Brian's cummy hole, we'll break the record. Who's in?” The frat boy laid down on his back and pulled his knees up to his chest. Henry leapt over to him and started eating his hole. David picked the frat boy up and laid down underneath him, sliding easily into his ass. Liam climbed on top of the pile and slid his sticky cock alongside his partner's. Henry shoved his dick in the frat boy's mouth. Watching our NEG host become the center of action was so hot that I almost missed seeing Tom mount Brian's upturned passed-out ass. He jackrabbited away as the three POZ dudes practically raped the frat boy. I diddled my hole watching the action. Ryan and Kevin were making out hardcore as Bobby and Brian slurped on both of their cocks. I picked up someone's camera and shot away, getting closeups of the frat boy's ass straining to contain both POZ cocks. I snapped some great ones of Joe finally taking Tom's cock, which he had fought not to take even though he wanted it. Liam and David creamed the frat boy's ass within seconds of each other, just as Tom's thrusts slowed down and he unloaded deep in Joe's ass. Henry shot his wad all over the frat boy tangle. Tongues lashed as we all made out with each other, fingering our gooey holes into our newfound friends' holes. We caught our breath as Tom held a bottle of poppers under Joe's nose, which revived him quickly. “What the hell happened?” The frat boy responded as Tom cradled Joe. “Let's just say we broke our record, dude.” The End. I invite you guys to write the next chapters if you like!

I could not believe what I was seeing. My boyfriend was stripped naked on a mattress surrounded by six guys with cameras, and next to him was a POZ guy with a massive dripping cock. Our frat boy host whispered in my ear, “You okay with this?” I just nodded, certain that my boyfriend would get off on simulated sex with Tom and that I would get to fuck the hell out of him when we got home. I heard one of the guys taking photos to a friend, “Whoah! This is crazy. Think we'll get to shoot a conversion tonight?” Bobby was holding Tom's throbbing cock to his mouth. He looked at me for approval. I nodded, thinking I was letting him know I was ok with him just holding it. As soon as I nodded, Bobby opened his jaw wider and lowered his mouth onto Tom's slimy POZ cock. He managed to swallow it practically to his hairy balls. I figured it was ok for him to just blow this guy. I had read somewhere that it's hard to get POZZED just from a blowjob. The rest of the photographers were close as my boy swallowed down Tom's cock and slurped down his juices. Tom had his hands wrapped around Bobby's head, controlling him. He smiled at me and said, “Hey man. Thanks for this. We'll only take this as far as YOU want, ok?” I nodded again. Somehow I trusted him. I looked up, still nodding as I saw the frat boy host unbuckling his shorts. He must have thought I was nodding at him. He gave me a thumbs up as he shucked his underwear and freed his cock. I remembered what he had told me that sometimes orgies happened, but only when everyone was comfortable with it... For the meantime, the rest of the guys were still clothed, and snapping away. Bobby pulled off of Tom's cock and gave him a huge sloppy kiss. I could see Tom's shiny toxic precum all over Bobby's face and chin. Tom threw him back onto his shoulders and went to work on his cock, swallowing it to the root in one gulp. Bobby's eyes were closed and he threw his head back with a moan. Our frat boy host positioned his balls over Bobby's mouth and lowered them. He looked up at me and grinned. I was stupefied, frozen with lust, fear, and jealousy, as Bobby started slurping on his low hangers, his own cock disappearing down Tom's throat. Tom flipped Bobby over onto his hands and knees and started working his hole. Bobby was supporting himself with his hands as the frat boy slid his slimy cock in and out of my boyfriend's mouth. Tom started by spreading Bobby's asscheeks apart and then working in a finger or two. I wanted to make sure he wasn't tearing up Bobby's hole so I leaned in close and took a few photos. I asked Tom, “You're not going to fuck him, are you?” “Naw man. Not unless he asks me to...” Whew... “Hey guys,” Tom asked, “does someone want to bring me the toys? Maybe I can take care of his hole without POZZING him...” Bobby groaned something, but since his mouth was full of the frat boy's thick cock, no one understood it. Someone handed Tom a leather doctor's bag full of dildos. He started to wipe his precum all over one of them to lube it up, and I shook my head no. He frowned and got a bottle of KY out and squirted it all over Bobby's ass. He worked a 4” butt plug into Bobby's ass, and then a 6”, and an 8”. I had never seen his hole so opened-up. The frat boy groaned, “I'm gonna blow! I'm NEG. Can I cum in him?!?” I nodded, thinking he was going to cum in Bobby's mouth, but instead, he spun Bobby around, pulled out the 8” dildo, and slid into his bare hole. He thrusted all the way in as Bobby thrashed in a mix of pain and pleasure. “Yeah, slut. Take my cum!!!” His hips slammed against my boyfriend's ass over and over as he emptied his load into Bobby's guts. He pulled out slowly as the guys kept clicking their cameras. My boy laid down with his ass hanging over the edge of the mattress and spread his cheeks. The frat boy's load was dripping out. Tom hopped up saying, “Hey guys! I can pose like it's my load dripping out! It would look just like he's been POZZED!!!” He lined up his cock against Bobby's cummy ass and jerked it a bit. The guys were practically salivating as they snapped away. With so much lube on his ass from the dildo fucking and the frat boy's load, it was easy for Tom to slide his raw POZ dick up and down Bobby's crack. Bobby was squirming all over, trying to turn his head around to see this POZ cock teasing his hole. Tom started jerking his cock, lining it up with Bobby's asshole. He grinned at me, “How about just the head, man? Help a bro out. Promise I won't cum in him... And it will make for some super hot pics” I nodded, unbelievably turned on as my stomach tied itself into knots. Tom grabbed his dick and worked it deeper into the crack, thrusting his hips back and forwards. It really did look like they were fucking. He worked the tip of his mushroom head between Bobby's jiggling cheeks as Bobby pushed back against him. I'm sure the head popped in a few times. It took a lot of self-restraint for him to not just sink it in, and from the way Bobby was squealing, I am sure he would not have stopped him. My mouth had gone dry and the only sounds I could hear were the clicking of the cameras and the sweaty sound of skin on skin as Tom sunk the tip of his POZ cock into my boy's bare ass. Bobby turned his head over to me, his eyes darting to Tom's. “How about just a few inches. Not fucking or anything, just so we can get some stills where it looks like he's pounding my hole. Maybe Tom can pose so it looks like he's even breeding me!” Again, I nodded. Tom sunk his horse cock very slowly into my boyfriend. He threw his head back. He was shaking a little and I could tell he was trying so hard not to fuck Bobby's brains out. “I gotta pull out man. It's been so long since a guy let me fuck him. I'm gonna shoot!” With that, Bobby pushed back against Tom's groin and fucked himself on Tom's dick a few times and then lunged forward as he shot his own load, without even touching his cock. Tom grabbed his tool and jerked it a few times, sending volley after volley of molten cum across my boy's back and ass. Bobby spread his cheeks wide as Tom kept cumming and cumming. His winking asshole must have caught a few droplets, and the guys crowded in to get close-ups. Bobby's fingers spread his ass wide as Tom's toxic load seeped down his cheeks and closer and closer to his ass. He wooshed his fingers around in the toxic puddle around his hole getting them slick with poison. Then, he sunk his cummy fingers into his ass, holding still as the guys kept their cameras clicking. I was so dizzy I felt like I was about to pass out. Bobby rolled over onto his back and kept working his cummy fingers and out of his stretched-out hole as I fainted. To be continued...