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Today is Breeding Zone’s 15th birthday! I just want to thank all of you for keeping it going with your posts 👍

Lunchtime. I have an hour before I need to be back at my desk. The others go off to the canteen, but I head to my car, heart pumping. 10 minutes later, I park in the dirty side street on the outskirts of town and check out the old, brick toilet opposite, screened by a scrawny hedge. I lock the car and head across the road, slipping behind the hedge and out of sight. My heart is really pumping now. It is cool and dingy inside the victorian era toilet as the windows are thick with dust. It smells of damp and piss, and rarely gets cleaned. I have about 40 minutes left. As I hoped, there are a couple of men inside standing at the urinal playing with each other. Old, fat, with sagging bellies and whispy grey hair. They pause, then recognise me and relax. I step up. Maybe 35 minutes left before I have to be back at work. No time for niceties or even a "hi, how are you?" I fumble in my pocket and produce a tube of lub. Unfasten my belt and slip trousers and underwear down. They watch and wank as I squeeze a dollop of lube on my arsehole then bend over and offer them my bare bottom. 30 minutes to go. They don't need encouragement. One of them drops trousers and y-front, exposing a hairy belly and drooling cock. He waddles over, gets behind me and slides up me. I gasp, hands on knees as he slides deliciously in and out. Maybe 25 minutes to go. "cum if you want!" I hiss. He grunts, speeds up then pushes hard into me, and I feel his cock throb as he cums. He pulls out and drags

Following the Cheating Boyfriend Lately, my boyfriend has been working late. In the past when he would work late, he would come home tired and grumpy, just worn out from a long day's work. But, in the past few weeks, when he's been out late, at work, he's come home horny and ready to jump into bed. Being the good boyfriend, I nearly always rim his tight hole to get it ready for my dick. A few nights ago, I got his ass in the air and went to town, working my tongue over his hole, and I thought it seemed looser than usual. I could stick my whole tongue in right away. My boyfriend groaned in approval, so I figured nothing was out of the ordinary. But then, when I stuck my tongue in again, I was sure I could taste the tartness of cum. We hadn't fucked in a few days, so I knew it couldn't have been mine. Perhaps I should have said something, but instead, I went to working a few fingers in, prying him open, and sure enough gobs of cum trickled out. I was so hard at the thought of eating someone else's cum out of his hole, I stuck my dick in, all the way in one thrust, using someone else's jizz as lube! Usually, my my boyfriend goes soft when I fuck him, but this time he was rock hard! I jerked him as I screwed his hole and I shot a massive wad all over his heaving chest. I managed to hold off a few seconds more and shot my load up his ass, adding my cum to whoever else's was already there. I licked him his cum and fingered his sloppy hole a bit, kissing him and pushing his wad into his mouth. He rolled over and fell asleep right away. I laid there for what seemed like an eternity, knowing something was up, and that someone else had fucked my boyfriend. Not just fucked him, but fucked him raw. Not just fucked him raw, but came in his unprotected bare hole. My boyfriend and I had fucked bare since we decided to be exclusive a few months before, but I guess all bets were off now. Strangely, I wasn't angry, I just wanted to be part of the decision for him, and maybe me too, to take cum from other guys. I decided to try to find out what was up the next time he told me he had to “work late.” I didn't have to wait long to put my plan into action. Just three days later, my boyfriend sent me a text message saying, 'LOOKS LIKE ANOTHER LONG NITE. C U AT HOME L8R.' I knew he usually got off work around 6, so I headed to his office at 5:45 or so, and snuck in to see him working at his desk. I noticed he kept watching the clock like he was nervous, or in a hurry or something. At the stroke of 6, he leapt him, pulled on his coat and headed for the door. I ducked behind a plant in the lobby, and followed him out. He walked quickly to the corner and ran down the steps to the subway. I had to run to catch up. Luckily, I managed to hop into the car just before the doors closed, and hid behind a tall guy. A few stops later, my boyfriend hopped off the train, and I followed. Up on the street, he made a few turns and ducked into a gay adult bookstore. There was a neon sign in the window saying “BUDDY BASEMENT.” I looked around the shop and didn't see him, so I went to the desk and asked the Attendant, a skinny guy with a pierced nose and some raunchy tattoos on his arms, “Did a cute guy about 6'-0”, with a motorcycle jacket just go to the basement?” He answered with a smirk, “Oh, him, yeah. Better hurry after him if you don't want sloppy seconds, er, thirds, or fourths! He's real popular around here.” My jaw dropped, but I paid the admission and headed down as my cock started getting hard. There was a dim musty locker room where a few guys were fooling around. Some were in their underwear, or jockstraps, but most were wrapped in a towel or naked. I shucked off my clothes, except for my jockstrap, and went out into the hall to see if I could find my boy. I wasn't sure what I would do when I did find him, but I knew it would be fun. The thought of walking in on him taking some stranger's raw load got me so hard. I peeked into a few cubicles and saw some nasty raw action, but no sign of my boy. I lingered a bit watching one cute skinny blond boy sit on two raw dicks in one room. Just then, I felt a hand caress my exposed cheeks. “Haven't seen you around here before,” said a sultry voice. I turned, half expecting it to be my boy, but it wasn't. It was a hot as hell hunk, late 20s, tall, blond spiky hair, ripped gym body, naked except for a small towel over his crotch. I could tell my the lump down there that he was well hung. “Wanna play?” he asked. “Fuck yeah.” I figured a little distraction wouldn't hurt things, and maybe some bareback sex would even the playing field a bit. Right there in the hall, I knelt down and pulled his towel off, revealing a think eight inch uncut cock. I swallowed it all in one gulp. He moaned, grabbing the back of my head and forced my mouth all the way down onto his cock. “You take raw loads, man?” “Well, I'm new at this, but I might if it was clean.” “Oh yeah. I'm clean. Took a shower before heading over.” I laughed at his corny joke as he stood me up and led me into a room. He didn't close the door, but kept it open a crack. I figured this stud must like an audience. “Get me wet, dude.” I lay down on my back on the bed, and he pulled my head off of the edge of the mattress. He started shoving his cock down my throat. I slobbered all over it, choking and gagging a bit. Just then, I heard the door creak and felt a hand on my ass. My top pulled my knees to my check, exposing my ass for the new stranger. I felt a tongue probing my hole, followed my a finger or two. “Is he primed and ready?” my top asked. “Ummmmmmmm...” was the only reply. My top pulled out of my throat and flipped me over so I was facing the wall. I guided his bare dick into my ass. He was slow at first, but picked up once I was accustomed to his girth. After a few thrusts, I could feel him bottoming out deep in my gut. I was moaning, almost whimpering as he fucked me. I knew I was going to take his cum now whether I wanted to or not. As he picked him his pace he grunted into my ear, “You gonna be a good boy and take my seed?” “Yeah.” “You gonna let me give you my babies?” “Fuck yeah.” “You gonna let me POZ THAT ASS!?!?!” What? I thought he said he was clean! He thrust forward, shooting his poisoned jizz as deep into my raw hole as it could go. I could feel one, two, three, four, then five spurts. I came without even touching my dick, shooting my wad all over the filthy bedspread beneath me. It was then that I heard a familiar voice. “So, you've met Andy.” I turned my head to see my boyfriend standing there, naked and hard. I was speechless. I'd just done what he had done, cheated and taken a raw load! But the load simmering in my gut was POZ! I could only imagine what he must have been thinking. “Don't worry about it. Andy started giving me his death seed when I discovered this place a few weeks ago.” So, my boyfriend had been taking POZ loads too! He leaned forward and kissed me hard on the mouth, rubbing his stubble into my face. When he pulled away, Andy was gone, but I knew it wouldn't be the last time he fucked me.

While I have been having sex with men for a number of years as part of my open marriage it was usually at bathhouses or online hookups. My wife and I split up earlier this year. I had been talking to a guy online for a few weeks and he asked me out on a date. I have never been on an actual date with a guy. We went out last Saturday and had a great time. We went back to his place and one thing lead to another and we were in his bed having sex. Afterwards I fell asleep in his arms. When I woke up in the morning he had his arm around me. I dozed for a bit but woke up again to him kissing my neck. I pushed my butt back into him and he started grinding into me. I rolled over, shimmied down and started sucking on his cock to get him hard. Then he proceeded to fuck me. Overall an amazing night with dinner, two loads in me and a number of new experiences.

Something about the curve of his cock hits the spot and my own cock stiffens and waves about as my body receives his thrusts. Five minutes and I've got to be out of here. We both cum at the same time as his cock massages my prostate, my spunk raining down as his load shoots up me. Great, but I have to get back. I dig tissues from my pocket and give him one as his cock is coated with a surprising amount of sperm. I jam the rest of the tissues between my cheeks, pull up my trousers and sprint to the car. I make it back with minutes to spare and sit gasping in a pool of cum at my computer...

For me, wearing a jock or assless underwear is my invitation to whomever to fuck my ass in a hallway or darkroom of a bathhouse. I never liked wearing a towel if I'm in a bathhouse to have sex. Walking around in a towel is way too much work. You want easy access. WOOF!

The jockstraps probably are my article of clothing. The first adult man I ever saw naked was wearing a jockstrap and at that moment I became addicted. At one point I had over 250 jockstraps and I knew from whom most of them were taken. I love wearing a jockstrap. It shows off my ass. And anyone who knows me knows that I like to get fucked. But never take that to mean that I am a submissive bottom.

I run IT Operations for a large company. Most folks don't know the hard work that goes into keeping 'any' site running, patching stuff, upgrading stuff, testing stuff and keeping things secure. I truly appreciate the effort you put into providing us all with a safe place to talk about things that you just feel comfortable about asking/sharing with the community. For me, birthdays are an opportunity and celebrate living.... 15 is living pretty darn good. Hats off to you @ rawTOP

Taking a load through a glory hole is the ultimate act of submission. You are reducing yourself to a hole for a man to cum inside. And it doesn't matter what he looks like, his status, his age, he has a cock that needs a place to cum, and you're it. I can remember the times I would be blowing a guy and he'd let me get him hard, then he'd pull out of the glory hole because he wasn't ready to cum yet. I'd whirl around and offer my hole. Sometimes they would leave, but when they changed their mind and pushed their cock into me, I was filled with joy. And their load shortly after that. So satisfying. The only thing that comes close is being in a booth with a man, sucking his cock, and he pulls you up, turns you around, forces you to bend over and just shoves his cock into you. No questions, no consent, he knows what you are, and he uses you. Sometimes they'd let me clean off their cock before they put it away, sometimes not. I always stayed on the floor at their feet so they would know I knew my place in the hierarchy. I never came while I was still at the ABS. I didn't want to lose my edge and step out of the booth to encounter a good sperm donor, or one of my regulars. Saturday afternoons were great for relieving married men of the tension of not getting sex at home, and a lot of them came to the ABS week after week. Often they'd want a repeat with me because they knew I'd do a good job, wouldn't give up if they were having difficulty, and surrendered all power to them.

We know everyone has an 8" or larger dick. Yeah, right. I've found having a smaller dick has helped me convince more guys to let me fuck them... What's your experience?

Condoms are hopefully a thing of the past for me, and so is PrEP.

Exactly. I’m perfectly average at 6” and it gets hard and cums buckets of semen. I’ve never had a complaint from any guy I’ve fucked. As a bottom, I don’t want a pole vaulter’s pole up my ass. I’ve had some very big guys and it hurts a lot. I want to feel the guy close to me, deep inside and hitting all my good spots. Everyone has their definition of a perfect size and they are completely entitled to their opinion. I simple want the connection between me and the guy and a huge dick does not always allow for that.

Yeah, if I'm wearing a jockstrap in public - bathhouse, play party, bar/club, gym, etc, it's to indicate I wanna be fucked. I'll also slip some lube in my ass for those questing fingers. I find if they slip a finger in and feel the lube, they quickly follow it with their dick and I'm soon flooded with cum.

Long time reader, first time writer on here! So here goes nothing 🙂 Yes I am actually trans and I speak for me + my fantasies. Other trans guys may feel differently so please don't assume we're all like this ❤️ Chapter 1 Remy wasn't new to the city, but he was new to having his very own apartment. It was a fairly modest efficiency with no frills or luxuries other than his balcony, but it was closer to downtown which he really liked. It was to become the faggy bachelor pad of his dreams. Although a little on the shy side, Remy loved to show off - on cam, on several fetish websites, hookup apps, you name it. He lived for the attention - loved showing off his boycunt and knowing that men everywhere were getting their rocks off watching him. Sometimes the men would try to meet him to get a taste of that cunt for themselves, but all too often, he would say no. He was more about the attention and particularly picky about just who he would allow to fuck him. That said, stoned popperbating had a way of melting down any reservations he had to the point that he found himself jacking off on his balcony. Being on the 3rd floor, he figured it was just high enough that no one would actually see him, but it would be thrilling to expose himself in such a way nonetheless. And thus began his new nightly habit of going out on his balcony to smoke n stroke. At first he would look at porn on his phone and had a chair in front of him as sort of a small privacy screen. As time went on, he brought out his laptop as a better source of porn, connected his webcam to continue his love of showing off, huffing the poppers he hid under the fold of his still busty chest as he did so, legs spread wide without the chair in front to shield the view of his dripping wet cunt anymore. He'd moan quietly as people walked their dogs on the sidewalk, wondering if anyone would ever chance looking up at him stroking his cock like the exposed faggot he so desperately wanted to be. The deeper he got into his gooned out bate, the more he would seek out the filthiest, extreme, out there porn and erotica to edge to. Reading stories on breeding zone was one of his favorites as was the hypno porn that he hoped would brainwash him into the cumdump he wished he could be. Remy was having a blast with this relatively safe way to expose himself, but he found himself taking it a little further each time. When the sun came up in the wee hours of the morning, he would usually go back inside or cover up a bit in case someone did see him the light of day. Now he found himself continuing his bate anyway, sun out in its full splendor to shine a light on his drooling, gooned out bate face, legs spread wide, hairy cunt glistening with his wetness, light glinting off the metal of his piercings. I mean, it was still like 6AM, who would really be out there to see him anyway? One day, he got a message on twitter that said, "Hey faggot. I know what you like to do on your balcony. Let me use that cunt." The message came from an account with some various retweets about breeding, raw is the law, DPO, and what appeared to be an intense level of smoking judging from the clouds in the single video the user had posted. It seemed a little weird and Remy chose not to respond. He figured they only knew about his balcony adventures from the stuff he posted online. A few days went by and another message came through from the same person, "Hello again faggot. When are you going to let me use that cunt since you keep showing it off every morning? I thought you wanted to be a cumdump." Remy hesitated, going back and forth as to whether he should reply, block the guy, or once again leave him on read. He typed out a response and deleted it several times before finally settling on asking for pics. Perhaps it would be worthwhile if this guy was his type. "I thought you said you wanted to be a faggot cumdump. Why does it matter then what my cock looks like? You need to learn boy. You will meet me in the park across from your building at 9PM tonight. Don't worry about what I look like. I will find you." It was starting to get creepy so Remy blocked the account. Who the fuck was that and who do they think they are? He laughed and went about his day. That fool thought he could have power of him, but not today! Or so he thought.... At 6PM that night, a message came through from another account, "I know you think you're cute trying to block me, but you can't get rid of me that easily. Here's your fucking pic. Meet me at 9PM tonight." Remy opened the message and his heart started racing instantly. It was a photo of him jacking off on his balcony - only it wasn't a photo that he had taken, it was clearly taken from someone who was looking up at him from the street! How in the hell.... He did lose track sometimes, but couldn't recall seeing someone just staring up at him at any point during any of his bates and he definitely didn't see anyone that appeared to be taking pictures. What was he going to do? Block him again and hope for the best? Although it scared Remy to know that someone has been watching him closely, he also found himself immensely horny. He could not deny his dripping wet cunt or the way his cock twitched at the thought that someone has been watching him expose himself! He messaged the guy back and quickly received a response, "Good boy. Here are your instructions and I expect them to be followed to the letter. You need to wear loose clothing to be slipped off easily, a jock strap, bring your poppers, and sit in this alcove behind these trees. When I approach, you are to look down and DO NOT make eye contact, understood? You'll know it's me when I call out to you." Simple enough, now the excitement began to build as Remy went about getting himself ready for this meeting. He was smoking a bowl and getting ready to leave when another message came through, "By the way, don't even think about standing me up or looking at my face." Another photo was included, it was of him walking down the street dressed in his work clothes. Holy shit... It wasn't on the same block as his job but now he began to worry. Does this person know where he works too!?! He wasn't sure and he didn't want to find out, only 10 minutes left until meeting time. He bustled out the door, super baked, wearing a jock under his loose basketball shorts, sleeveless shirt, and a hat, poppers in his pocket. It didn't take him long to find the alcove and he waited by a tree. "Hey faggot. You know the drill." He was here! He looked down and adjusted his hat too so that he couldn't see the person's face as instructed. His heart was racing, but his cunt was pulsing with heat and hunger too. The man placed a hand on his back and began guiding him deeper into the alcove of trees until he reached a tree stump. "Now bend over, pull those shorts down, and let me see that cunt." He did as instructed and before he could even get comfortable, felt the head of a cock start to tease along his dripping wet slit, dipping down to rub up against the hard nub of his pierced little dicklet. A moan escaped his lips before he even fully registered what was going on. Without even thinking, he pulled the bottle of poppers out of his pocket and took a long deep huff. Mmmm. Fuck! "Good boy" The cock plunged right into his cunt without warning and Remy had to put a hand over his mouth to keep from moaning too loudly. As the man started to fuck him, he saw a flash and heard the click of a photo being taken. The light remained on and he realized that a video was being taken! The cock felt so fucking good as it plunged deep inside him. He huffed some more poppers when all of a sudden, his hole was empty, begging to be filled back up again, wanting and so very hungry.... "Please fuck me some more!" The man chuckled. "You really are a cock hungry faggot, aren't you? Now say it for the camera." But Remy hesitated even as his cock threatened to override his sensibilities. "Say it right now or I'm going home to leave you like this." Another hit of poppers, his cheeks were flushed red as he stammered out, "I... I am a cock hungry faggot!" The cock plunged back inside him hard and deep! "Good boy, keep huffing faggot" Before too long, the man grabbed his hips and began to pound him harder, grunting as he deposited his load deep inside him, causing Remy to cum hard at the same time. The man pulled his cock out of him and grabbed his hair to turn him around, shoving the cock in his mouth before Remy even had the chance to protest. "Good boy. You're going to learn that it's good to listen to me and very bad not to. You will clean my cock off like this every time I fuck you, and you will make yourself available anytime I ask. I'm going to leave then you're going to wait 5 minutes before you do the same. Remember, no peeking at my face or else." Remy pulled his shorts back up as the load dribbled out of his cunt to soak his jock, waited 5 minutes, then went home. That was fucking hot and not so bad after all, but he was a little worried about the command to make himself available whenever asked. He still wasn't sure if that guy actually knew where he worked or just saw him on his commute.... And he didn't want to find out. Nonetheless, he still found himself so horny thinking about it after he got home that he once again sat out on the balcony, using the man's cum as lube as he stroked himself to another intense orgasm. Fuckkkk. He had no idea who that was or what they looked like. It both scared him and aroused him all at once. (More to cum 😉 Hope this is a good start!)

Exactly

..his trousers up after wiping his cock with a grubby handkerchief. The other man sticks a finger in me and plays with my balls with the other. No time for this - I reach back and grab his cock which feels thick and dripping with precum and pull it towards my arsehole. He takes the hint and pushes into me. It slides in nicely through the spunk and lube and he thrusts slowly in and out.

You are not alone on this. I mentioned earlier in the thread that the feeling of insecurity was internal. I still hook up with guys and wonder if I can satisfy them due to my sloppy cunt. When a top wants to take a break and hasn’t cum yet I often feel I have failed him.

Nine “We’d better check on the boys” I said to others. “Fuck only knows who they’ve had in them by now”. They began to head for the door, but I motioned them both back. “Tony is not the innocent he seems – and given you’ve seen me palm him coke and had a line snorted off your monster dicks by the sleazeball, you know that ain’t a long fall”. With this, I pulled on a switch on the wall, which opened a panel behind which was the 9-screen CCTV feed of the whole club, three by three. Darkroom, piss parlour, fisting slings, the lot. “He says he needs it to keep the drugs out apparently, but I’ve found him in here wanking over these feeds many times. Even fucked him over the desk once whilst he was snorting coke of the floor and wanking himself silly over some slut on the cams. I’ve even see him playback me fucking him in the slings downstairs whilst I fucked him over the sofa. Our boys will be on here somewhere” Like some kind of perverse gameshow, we began to scan the screens to see what we could find. The night was wearing on now and the club was starting to empty, but there were clearly a lot of guys gearing up to the ‘blow my load and go’ phase of sex clubbing. “There!” Dan shouted first, excited as a fucking child, and we saw Number Two on screen. He seemed to be facing up against a wall with some guy’s hands on his neck, clearly squeezing hard as the boy was having trouble breathing, but the top was taking no notice of him at all as he screwed from behind. We couldn’t really see more but the little muscle slut had another cock in either hand, so he was clearly prepping the next two to go in. Suddenly, he overdid it and one of the cocks in his hand shot onto his face. You could literally feel the disappointment radiating through the screen, but ever the obedient cunt, he did lick the cock clean before it went away. It was literally immediately replaced by another cock, and number two didn’t even look up to see what the guy who owned it looked like; just another cock for the whore’s rushed up pig hole. Just another Top to gangfuck the cunt. Dan was clearly right to be proud of his creation. “Bottom Right!” Dan had found his other boy. Number one was on the screen and he had gone for the ‘lay in the sling and bring ‘em in’ approach. However, it appeared that he may have misjudged things as instead of a dick in his butt, he had some guy in him fisting away – with both arms, and quite clearly going beyond the wrists! What a talented cunt! He was clearly loving it and even though the screen had no sound, you could feel the piggy grunting emanating from him. He was tweaking at his tits which was making his chest and arms bulge massively. “How do you get them to look like that?” Roddie asked Dan “Diet, exercise, ban on sugar and a fuck ton of roids. They’ve never actually been off cycle, we just change what they do” “Jesus. Isn’t that dangerous?” Before Dan could defend or reply, we noticed something interesting in number one’s feed. Some random cock had appeared over the arms and was being inserted into the boy with one of the hands – presumably from the fister, but hard to tell. It was clear however that the cock went in, the cock was being wanked off inside the pig, so maybe there would be a load for one after all… I swear I could hear his grunting from the office he was in pig heaven. “Next screen over” On the next screen we saw Shawn. The utterly tweaked out off-duty cop turned slut was on the club’s lazy Susan – a kind of rotating platform that the boy had got on all fours onto, face down and ass up, and he was then was spun around to take dick after dick. Now, I had pegged my slut to be on that, but no sign of him yet. We saw a guy finish fucking Shawn and another take his place, then another, then another. Fat, thin, muscled, young, old. Providing they had a dick, he was taking them. Clearly, Shawn was going to get this race won! But where was my slut? I was focussing on the screens one at a time – with slightly blurry vision at this point in the proceedings – but I noticed a scrum of guys in the main room. Now that’s a bit unusual, especially later on in the night. You get guys in there occasionally, but usually only the odd two as most guys prefer the darkrooms with their piss palaces and slings and so on for their fucking fantasies. But this – half the club seemed to be in there. I looked onto the stage and I notice something more unusual. A lithe little slut, cowboy riding cocks, two at a time. Ah my boy! “There he is” With what was clearly a roar, one of the guys in my slut came, and the other did about two second later. The slut got them out, then sucked each in turn to clean all the vestiges of cum off their cocks, spat it out onto his hands, and fingered it up his butt. A nice looking little twinky next to him was clearly turned on by this, so slut spat some of the cum onto his hands and let him finger it up his hole and sensuously cleaned off his finger. The twinky’s dick sprang to attention and with a summons to his mate my slut had another two in his cunt. After a few minutes it appeared these two boys had cum as well, so slut once again kindly cleaned every drop off their cocks, and stuffed it up his butt. Slut then literally pointed – pointed! – to two more guys in the audience who climbed onto the stage, lay down with cocks touching, and began to endure my little slut’s cowboy riding. It's a tiring position to keep up, so my slut pointed to three more guys, who climbed up, and he took one in each hand and the biggest in his mouth. Stabilised, he was riding for all he was worth. We saw one of the wanked off guys come over his face and he simply stood up, slathered the spunk off his face and onto the two DP dicks, and then literally rode the spunk of a complete stranger into him, using the cocks from two other strangers he’d picked from the crowd to do it. One guy came in his mouth, and he spat it out – something I’ve never seen him do with fresh cum – and again, slathered it on and rode it in. It was mesmerising. My slut was basically taking five at a time and when one came, he just replaced them from the crowd. It was hard to keep a track of them all. Fisting Number one kept up with the wank inside me philosophy, but he did move about the club and so he was being fisted on the slings but also on the floor and at one point over the bar. Number two was on a variant of slut, but he only made it to three cocks and never a DP. Shawn never moved, but the guys fucking him, whilst numerous and various, only went in ones. Slut never moved either, but he was often obscured by the men around him. Anyone who wanted a go, got a go on one of our boys. I know we told them to take the club and shot them higher than space with Tina which tends to make subs complete cunts, but fuck me, they were taking the message to heart. Soon, the club was due to close and the boys filed back in. Tony, our friendly manager and quite frankly nasty little coked up bitch at this point came in to help us briefly. “Boys, we said the wettest cunt wins. We need to work out who that is. Tony has agreed to help us; we’re not going to eat you out after all” Tony took a line off his desk which I had prepared for him and then lay on the floor on his back. “Number one, squat over his face and push out your loads. Let’s see how wet this wreck of a manager can get” Number one did his best, but the fisting loads strategy did not work for him as the fisting had pushed them all in too deep. Shamefaced, he went to sit by his Master’s feet. Dan was not happy at the failure of his boy, and so he turned to him, spat in his face and began to solidly kick him, again and again. When the cunt had tears in his eyes, Dan stopped for Number Two. Number two also did his best. This produced a lot more jizz - Tony had most of his face slathered in something – and the boy was clearly dripping still when he stood up. Tony stuck his tongue in and declared it empty. Tony wiped clear his face for the next round. Number Two went to sit by Dan as well, and Dan, clearly pleased with this performance, tousled his hair – like a weird kind of meth-based whore Disney! Shawn then squatted over his face and surprisingly, flooded Tony's face in a complete torrent of piss, which the hideous bitch on the floor was lapping up like a pig in a trough. “The fuckers wouldn’t cum in me. I begged and I pleaded and I told them I’d do anything but they said I was just too needy. But the last guy pissed in me so at least I've got something to show?” He went to kneel by Roddie, who booted him in the balls, hard. “Useless boy” he snarled. Which left my slut. Slut was on shaky legs by this point as it’s an odd thing to cowboy DP for three hours, so numbers one and two made use of their big biceps and helped him to squat. “Let’s see slut” “Yes Daddy” A drip came out of his cunt. Then another. Suddenly, a fountain of spunk gushed out of my slut and literally started to drown Tony below him. Slut was gyrating his hips and trying to get more and more out, but Tony looked like he’d been in three bukkakes already. He grabbed the slut’s ass and began to munch. “Mmmf – there’s more in here – mmmm” Eventually, we realised we’d never get it all out. Slut was clearly the winner and therefore the winner of the prize. But what was it to be? “Slut, lay on your back” Slut did as he was told, laying down on the wet, filthy floor covering his back in spunk. With a grin shared between Dan and Roddie, and a slow dawning realisation to me of what was to happen, Roddie squatted over the face of my slut and lowered his massive muscular ass and busted cunt onto his tongue. “Eat” The cum that I’d deposited in him an hour ago and that of Master Dan as well slathered over his tongue and went immediately to his belly. A little came out of the side of his mouth which we decided that number two, as runner up, would be allowed to lick off my slut. Soon Roddie stood. “Did you enjoy that you rancid bitches?” “Yes Sir” they all chorused. “Well, this clubs closing and we’ve only been partying for a day or so – what do we do now?”

Picture it. 2005. My spouse and I, 20 years of togetherness. Both of us are HIV neg. We bareback each other, and are generally monogamous except for when we play together (or on my occasional side trysts to the ABS or sex grounds at the local park). Anyhow, we were on vacation In Hawaii, specifically in Oahu. Vacation means, well, vacation. On the occasions I can get my usually-very-vanilla-husband to do anything different, vacation can be a good time, especially as we are both more relaxed when away from home. I’m definitely the kinkier, and likely the hornier of the two of us, so I had done my research. In the past when traveling we've visited sex clubs in New York, Prague, Hong Kong, and Dallas, but on this occasion, when driving across Oahu, I suggested we stop at an adult bookstore in Wahiawa about which I had read interesting reviews. As it was mid-day, I thought it might be a long shot, but as the place was quite literally on our route around the island, there wasn't any downside to stopping in. Upon entering the place we found the typical ABS set up: a register with some retail shelves up front, and in back there was a small hallway off of which was a line of doors for each of the numerous individual viewing booths. The place was small and clean, but it was empty. So we waited. After some time we heard some movement and the soundtrack from a video emanating from the only occupied booth. So we waited so more. After some more time, I was getting bored, especially knowing we had a relatively busy day planned, so I suggested to my spouse "Hey, why don’t we go into adjoining booths, and I’ll blow you through the glory hole in between the two booths?" He liked that idea, probably because I don't usually particularly enjoy sucking his dick as he almost never comes that way, so it turns-out feeling too much like work, or sort of like what I imagined foreplay with a woman would be like. In any event I don't often blow him, but under the circumstances it seemed like the best way to salvage the visit, and, after all, fair is fair. He goes in the booth at the end of the hall, and I slip into the next one, still no one in sight. I scrape the chair out of my way and I’m down on my knees. He unzips, pulls his flaccid dick out, puts his crotch to the hole. Mine for the taking. I hear him pressing buttons trying to find a video he likes. I don’t care what’s on my screen. There’s a gay movie on and the moaning and sex sounds are perfect. God I love these places. My bf likes to be blown slow, especially at first. So I fondle his dick. I smell it. I take his balls in my palm and pull forward on his dick, nuzzling it with my nose and making it grow. As his shaft lengthens, I can get the head in my mouth, ever so gently. I go to work on that spot on the underside, right where the head, the shaft, and the hole all come together. No man can resist that. I swirl my tongue around it and feel his erection fill out fully hard. Now I can really get that dick wet. I wrap my teeth with my lips and slide all the way down, getting it slippery with spit. He’s not a big pre-cummer my bf. So I bang the back of my throat a little as I’m gently going up and down on it. I want some of my throat snot to get things really viscous. His dick is getting harder, wetter, and more into a rhythm going in and out of my mouth. Oh yeah we are getting somewhere. . . Not too long and I get a little light flash in the corner of my eye. I hear a door behind me close and the partition superstructure shake. I pull off my bf’s dick to look. There behind me in the glory hole to the booth on the other side of mine is this face. HOLY FUCK. It’s this jarhead face. Gone in a second. FUCK MAN! HOT SOLDIER BOY. There are some sort of barracks near here aren’t there? My heart skipped a beat. That haircut never lies. I imagine one of dozens of tumblr pictures - a soldier boy, in the desert, waving a gun, dick out, friend taking a pic of it. FUCK man THINK FAST. Hot solider in the booth next to me. C’MON FAST!! Boyfriend’s spit shiny junk is in my hand, with my spit dripping down the hair on his balls. I let go with a squeeze. Stand up. Drop my shorts. Turn around. Put my ass at the hole and I trace down it with his dick. He loves my ass. This’ll distract him. And I just want to SEE the soldier. Just a peek. I’m feeling his hand on my ass. Boyfriend took that hint. He’s caressing it. Spreading my cheeks. I’m bending over to look in the glory hole beyond. UNF. I feel a hot breath on my hole. BF loves sticking tongue in me. Makes me a little squirrelly, so we don’t do it that often. My focus is across the way anyhow. I see movement. He’s too close to see his face again. And it’s dark. Bless whoever designed this place. Perfect size. I have my ass at one hole and my face at the other. I hook a finger through, and try to look up. FUCK I feel my spouse’s tongue in my ass. But the soldier . . . unzipping his pants . . . hand goes in . . .wrestles out his already hard dick. It is maybe seven inches, curves up, reminds me of my cousin's (that's a different story). My mouth waters. HOT DAMN He puts it through the hole, downy covered nuts and all. I stroke down it with my hand. Powder soft and dry. Once. Twice. Watch it bob. I find that spot between his balls where his juices originate and work a finger up up the underside of his shaft. Fuck yes! A huge drop of precum appears. So tempting to eat. But I rub it around the mushroom head. It makes his dick dance and quiver. Slippery. Musky. Ready to suck. I start going down on the shaft and HUH there's my partner's dick pressing at my backdoor. My mind swoons with dick sensation overload. I rarely get fucked, and never starting bent over like this. NEVER have though a glory hole. Have I ever been spit roasted? Brace yourself! Think about the dick in your mouth! Dont lose rhythm! Fuck! He pushes into my ass. The pain! Ah, but the smell of the dick in front of me. I'm trying to flex and relax both, letting the dick work into my ass. My own dick is rock hard bobbing around, drooling webs of precum all over the place. "Some pig", it might spell out on the floor. Here I am on vacation, mid day, in a booth in the dark, with my bf's cock in my ass, and a soldier's in my mouth. And I want cum from both. I am getting into a rhythm with the dick stroking in and out of my ass. My mouth stroking up and down on the dick in front of me. You know how there’s blowing a dick, and then there’s blowing a dick to cumpletion? I mean in my experience there is a point where you know the dick in your mouth can cum that way. When it starts juicing? When the hips start bucking? I knew that soldier was going to feed me his load. When - damn - suddenly no dick in my ass and <poke poke> my bf is poking me on the ass cheek with his finger. I do NOT want to lose momentum on the dick in front of me. But reluctantly, I pull off and turn around to ask my spouse “What?!” My ass is there at the solider’s side. “There’ rub it against that” is what I was thinking. Up to this point I’d swapped plenty of glory hole head, but never fucked through one. UNF the soldier slides his dick right in me. HOLY FUCK A STRANGE DICK UP MY ASS BAREBACK. I push back on it. Rock hard 20 something soldier dick. Inside me. Not what I’d planned. I wince and hide what’s going on from my bf’s view. He would FREAK at a stranger’s raw dick inside me. “I can’t cum this way,” my boyfriend says. “I am going to rinse off.” “Is it dirty?” I ask. “No,” he replies. “But you know me. This is too much.” Vanilla is as vanilla does. “Okay, I’ll go next,” I say. And he’s out his booth door. I hadn’t even focused on the soldier cock stroking in and out of me. I squeeze my ass and look over my shoulder. His fingers are grasping the top of the partition between us for leverage. He’s speeding up, hitting it harder. My thoughts are filled with his flared mushroom head wondering if it’d swell up get hard and red before he shoots? I was thinking of his precum in the back of my throat climbing up out my nose, now in my ass making it slick making it ready. Use that hole man. He gets louder louder UHNN UHHN I press back hard willing it wanting it. UHHNN UHHN He STOPS. I feel the twitch. My ass goes from lubed to wet. I feel the fluid filling me. FUCK! First time . . . a stranger unloading in my ass. Should I be scared? Guilty? UHHN he rocks it back and forth making me feel it squish - his dick in its own ejaculate. Rapidly softening he slips it out of me. Fuck! What have I done? My spouse is coming back in like a minute and I . . . Standing there with my legs shaking, my dick is a sticky mess I haven’t touched it, but there’s plenty of lube. In ten strokes I push a finger from my other hand in my hole and feel the soldier’s load there. I BLAST one of the largest loads of my life onto the laminate partition wall. It trails down and pools on the floor. I said this place was clean. Too bad. I hope it’s still there for the next guy. Maybe the clerk will come lick it up? There’s my bf’s face at the hole. “C’mon, let’s go.” “I’m coming! Just a sec. Let me clean up a little here . . .” On the way out, he says to me, “ Hey did you hear that one guy cumming? Someone was having fun.” He has no idea.

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Thanks Neg4PozPittsburgh for this old BBX posting.. --- I was tired of studying the other day. Logged onto Manhunt. Started jerking off. Got an email from a hot guy in his late 30s. Not normally my type but he had a fuckin banging body. Huge pecs, sleeve tattoo on his arm. Great bulging biceps. Thick uncut dick. He had a tidy trimmed black beard, brown eyes, a thick, manly forehead and black hair. His hairline was receding some which turned me on. Our dialogue follows. "U horny?" he asked. "Yeah." "Hot pics." "thanks. u 2." "U live alone?" "Have a dorm room but its a single." "Want me 2 cum over?" "Yeah." "I don't have condoms." "I don't either. If u want 2 fuck better pick sum up on way here." Twenty minutes later my room phone rang. He had arrived. I let him in. He was taller than I and power flowed from him. We made chit chat for a while and sat on my bed drinking Coronas. His jeans sported a hefty bulge in the crotch. His hands were calloused from hard work and his skin was tanned. He told me he was a builder. Then he leaned over and kissed me. It was long deep and passionate. He pushed me onto my back, pulled my shirt off. In no time we were naked and I was on my knees sucking his big floppy dick which stood hard as a rock about eight inches in front of him. He had a great furry chest and legs. Even his hard abs had a black furry coat. Then he pushed me back on my back and sucked me off for a long time. He sucked my balls, licked my piss slit, licked my ass. His tongue got real deep and felt real good. Then he fed me his dick some more and filled my throat. I could barely take it and tried to pull off but he insistently kept his big uncut manrod lodged in my gullet. "You can do it" he said gently. "Take it. Make me feel good." He was gentle but I knew I had no choice. He fucked in and out, in and out. Then I felt his thick, rough fingers probing my hole. He got out some lube and started sliding more fingers in. It was like sandpaper in my ass and I tightened up. He scraped away. Next I noticed him lubing his cock. "Did you stop to get condoms?" I asked. "No" he replied. "That sucks" I said. "We can't fuck then." "Shhh" he said gently. "Just let me poke the head in for a second." He poked in. "See not so bad" he said. I reached up and touched his huge muscular chest and stroked the hair. My hand touched his face. His beard was soft but prickly under my fingers. His dick kept poking deeper and deeper. I pulled him by the neck down to kiss me. He made out with me frantically. I could feel my heart beating like crazy. His raw dick pushed deeper and deeper into my ass and I closed my eyes to picture his precum coating my insides. I moaned. "Ok we should stop" I said. "Yeah, we should" he answered. His chocolate brown eyes connected with mine. He didn't even pause. His dick kept on pushing on in. That's when I felt his balls against my ass. "Oops all the way in" he said. He kept eye contact. "It feels real good." "Are you negative?" I asked. "Yeah, completely" he replied. He started fucking in and out. "Wait stop" I said. "Shhhhhh" he said gently. "It's great. You feel so good. Let me make you feel good." "We should have a condom" I said. "Its ok I trust you" he said, fucking harder and harder. The piston fuck was the most intense feeling of my life. "No, stop" I said. "I'll pull out in time to cum, I promise" he said. He grunted, fucking up a good sweat. My worries slowly melted and I gave over to the sensations I was feeling. Something huge was invading my guts. Pummeling in and out. "Fuck yeah" I finally said "Bareback me." His eyes lit up. "Yeah, you like that fuckin' raw dick in you?" "Fuck yeah" I said. "Give it to me raw man." "Fuck yeah, pussy boy" he hissed. "Take it. I'm gonna give it to you good." "FUCK yeah!" I said. I got more and more into it. Eventually he bent me over the bed and rammed me from behind. Then on all fours on the floor. Then he laid on his back and I slammed myself with all my might, up and down on his unprotected fuckpole. Then he got me back on my back, put my calves on his shoulders, and fucked me till he was red in the face. A big vein started to bulge in his head and he started to breath deeper. "I'm gettin' close!" he said. "Don't cum inside" I begged. I grabbed my own cock and started jerking for dear life. He gave me a few more frantic dick plunges then pulled out with a cry, "FUUUUUUUUCK!!!" He pointed his dick DIRECTLY at my hole and let loose what felt like a firehose blast of hot cum right on and in the gaping orifice. Then he plunged back in, balls deep and growled like a hungry angry predator, "SHIT!! SHITT!!!! YEA! FUCKIN SON OF A BITCH!!! OH, YEAH!!!!" He looked me in the eyes panting. "Oh that felt so good" he commented. My own dick was still hard in my hand. "Told you I'd pull out in time" he said. "But you just" "Shhhh" he cut in. "It feels really good. Enjoy it." I could feel tons of liquid dripping down my asscrack onto the sheets. "I'm still hard" he remarked, adding "I'm going to cum again, but this time inside you." He plugged my protests with his tongue and his bearded mouth enveloped mine. It hurt when it scratched against me. He started fucking in and out with his cock which was still rock hard. My ass was slick with cum. I kissed him back. It felt so fucking good. I gave over to it and let myself become his cumhole. He made love to me but also made me his object. "Fuck yeah" I groaned. "Yeah, you like that?" he asked. "Yeah" I answered. "You want my cum?" "Yeah, fuckin' cum in me." I was jerking off now. He piston fucked for about 30 seconds then started grunting. "Here it comes. Here it comes. HERE IT COMES!!!" Then his face contorted like crazy and he let out another animal, angry, vicious growl. "FUCK yea! TAKE my fuckin' load! TAKE IT!" My dick started shooting squirt after squirt of jizz all over. His cum kept dribbling down my ass as he held his dick in me for a long time. After several seconds he remarked "That was hot." "Yeah, it was" I admitted. He stood and started getting dressed. On the small of his back I noticed a little biohazard tattoo. "What's that?" I asked. "Souvenir tattoo from Miami" he said with a laugh. He kissed me. "That was a great time." I kissed him back. I felt his cum smeared dick getting hard again. "One more" he said. He shoved me face first onto the bed before I could reply and he rammed in balls deep. "AWWWWWW!" he groaned. "FUCK yeah. FUCK!" One stroke, and he shot and just came as deep as he could. "FUCK that's hot. I'm cumming in you." He dressed and left. Now I'm sitting here online looking up what the biohazard tattoo means and I'm getting worried. But it was the fucking hottest time ever. He came over again yesterday. Maybe I'll tell you about that later.

Those questions are definitely things to ask your doctor. Syphilis varies in infectiousness depending on the stage of the disease. As I understand it, it's typically more contagious when there are skin lesions. Contrary to @Electricterror's comment, doxyPEP is fairly effective against syphilis. The only trouble is that people often don't know they have it, so you are in the dark about whether you need to use it or not. Your syphilis antibody test will always be positive from now on. Your RPR test may or may not return to negative (mine sometimes is and sometimes isn't). You have now joined the club of people who get to wonder whether they have been reinfected or just have antibodies from before. Sadly, the available tests are not great at distinguishing that. C'est la guerre.

I started getting bred when I was 13. Because I am a total bottom and love dick I have been bred literally thousands of times before my 40th birthday. Needless to say I passed tight a long time ago. My first long term boyfriend was 10”. After 7 years of his almost daily breeding I have been able to take any man with ease. Over about the last 5 years when a man is breeding me I find myself acting like he is big and it’s uncomfortable for me. I also tell him that he is big. My question is... Do you feel men want to hear that? Are they ok with knowing my pussy is made for very large men? If any of men see this and have fucked me...I was telling the truth with you. Lol

The only guys I know wearing condoms also wear masks...

I know this thread is a bit old now but... As a top, I love both tight and loose holes. Appreciate what I can do differently in both cases, its a delight both ways. I'm insanely hard so I can work tight holes maybe a little easier than tops who tend to be girthier but softer. Either way though, its been my experience that looser doesn't equal sluttier bottoms. Sometimes it does, practice makes perfect after all, but I think there is a pretty large range of natural flexibility down there. Frankly, I'd be a much bigger bottom slut if I was naturally looser, so I'm sure there is some selection bias going on and less "being a slut makes you loose" ... per se. Probably a bit of both. Tight boys and loose boys alike - don't be ashamed of your hole - there are plenty of tops that love plowing you as you are!

Holy shit. Did that give you a false impression of what OTHER dicks look like?

Remember it well (about 25 years ago). My first time raw was first time EVER. It happened when I was on sleepover with my friend (2 years my senior). We messed around before and he even tried to fuck me.. But we were young and stupid, so he rushed things and the pain was quite intense so we stopped. This time however he did some research in the internet (thank God for the dial-up connection!) and so he talked me into trying it again (slowly, me in control and with a sunscreen as lube). This time he was really gentle and patient, so after few minutes head of his cock was in my ass, so he slowly pushed his cock all the way.. Wow that felt so amazing that I wanted him to pull out and slide inside again (repeatedly). He remarked, that it seems to feel great if I wanted him so bad to repeat that. Then he fucked me slowly and shot his load deep inside. It went like that almost every sleepover with him after this episode 😍

Always hungry, no load refused.

I couldn’t have said it any better. I wear a jock to let tops know my ass is available for their pleasure.

My kind of pigs, I don't know whether I would do it in broad daylight. I don't want to get arrested, but I did let a Palm Springs fuckbud breed me in his driveway, just a few feet from the street on a well lit suburban street around midnight, no cover at all, I simply grabbed my ankles. The 1st time he bred me it was in front of his car pared in a carport. I kind of hope he has a neighbor that jacked off to at least one of the times on his doorbell cam. Sadly the last few times he fucked me in my hotel room.

Great additional info.

Around here, raw is definitely the law. I haven't so much as seen a condom in literally years, and I've been hitting the fuckjoints every weekend for years. That said, here's something that even I wouldn't do, and it happened on the street directly in front of my house, and in broad daylight: So there are three different-colored bins we have here for different types of refuse: black for actual garbage, blue for recyclables, and green for garden trimmings, branches, etc. There are separate trucks that come for only one of the colors. The black-bin trucks come really early in the mornings, the blue-bin trucks around mid-mornings, and the green-bin trucks never earlier than mid afternoon, sometimes later. So. I went out in the mid afternoon to the street to bring in the green bin, and there were two guys (both hot) that were actually fucking, maybe 15' away from my driveway ... the bottom holding onto the green bin. The Top was good looking, the bottom was gorgeous, and I stopped dead in my tracks at the end of the driveway - simply stunned at their boldness. Anyone driving a car down the street would have easily seen them - couldn't have missed them. The Top glanced around and saw me, pulled out, muttered something to the bottom, who pulled up his shorts and walked away down the street. The Top "put himself away", and strolled over and actually apologized to me for making such a display on what is actually city property, but directly in front of my house. He had an accent - almost certainly from somewhere else (Europe, probably) on a fuck-cation. I just said 'no problem - it's city property, not mine', and he said he was waiting for an Uber. Now. I've seen a lot - done a lot too. But I've never fucked on a public street in the middle of the afternoon, in broad daylight, where anyone could watch, from one end of the block to the other, or drive by. All those two horndogs had for cover was a refuse bin to fuck behind, maybe (dammitt, I'm gonna go out and measure it) ...... 29" wide, 29" deep, 46" high. That's what I call bold, and may Heaven bless them both.

Definitely in a sling, legs spread wide and ankles in stirrups…. Relaxed and available for use and can get great eye to eye contact with the top too. its my favourite position whether I am bottom or top.

In north Kent looking for a lad to breed and have lots of chem-fuelled fucked up fun with

In college I roomed with two straight guys, both super sexy and well-hung. When we were stuck in our dorm that one winter for three days because of the ice storm, I sucked their cocks and they bred me multiple times. The cum ran down my legs on my way to the shared bathroom. One of the guys on my floor saw my predicament and inquired what was wrong. After I explained the situation, he fucked me in the shower stall and exploded in my bowels. After that, he and I would meet regularly for some hot one-on-one breeding sessions. I miss those days. Ah, to be young again and the slut I once was. Oh, who am I kidding! I’m still a huge slut!

Chapter 13 – Tom’s weekend Tom head just left his son and was on his way to one of Will’s friend’s place. He had played with Daddy Greg before and knew him well. He pulled up to the familiar address. He walked around back and entered the house from the back sliding glass door. On the kitchen table there was a note waiting for him. He was to join his host in the basement. The note went on to say to keep dressed and tight lipped until told otherwise. They would be inducting a new guy, a wanna be thug, into to their circle. He was instructed to bring down some premade refreshments with him into the basement. Tom grabbed the bag on the table and went to the refrigerator. Inside ready to go were 2 red Gatorades, 1 blue Gatorade, and 1 bottle of coke. He was familiar with the set up. This would be a introduction of a straight boy. Tom snickered to himself. He threw them in the bag and walked down to the basement. Tom opened the basement door to find Greg and another guy already sitting on a couch, passing around a blunt. Greg was a strong looking fellow that obviously spent much time at the gym. He was muscular but not over the top muscular. He was in great shape for a 45 year old man. Greg was dressed in a white shirt and grey sweat pants. The young man next to him was a slender 19 year old black jock type. He was a high school athlete that wasn’t good enough for college scholarship. But he knew how to keep fit. He has a baby face that has a small patch of peach fuzz on his chin. He’s wearing a white tank top and black dickies pants. Even sitting down, you could tell he had his pants sagging, showing off the green plaid boxers under his pants. Tom approached the men and introduced himself. T: Hi, I’m Greg’s friend Tom. Hi Greg. G: oh hey, join us for this smoke session. This is Cameron. He’s my daughter’s boyfriend. C : Sup. Call me Cam. They fist bumped and Tom took a seat on the recliner by the couch. G: Pass it to my friend Tom here. Don’t be greedy. Cam handed the blunt to Tom. He took 2 hits and passed it back to Cam. He took the last hit and put the thing out on the ash tray on the little side table. T: I brought some drinks. Good thing I brought extra. A red for Greg, and a red for me. Looks like your choices are blue Gatorade or a cold coke. Should help with the dry mouth from the blunt. C : Hand me the blue. Blue is my favorite. Cam reached for the drink and it fell to the floor just as the hand off was approaching. Tom picked it up upside down and then swished it upright to hand Cam. He twisted off the lid and took a good 2 gulps. He hadn’t noticed the cap was loose. It was full of a premixed with ground ecstasy, Cialis, and a good dose of G. They made small talk for a while until Cam was noticeably starting to sweat. He looked a bit dazed. T: Hey Cam, you feeling alright? You look a little warm? G: Yeah it feels warm in here. The thermostat is too high. I’m gonna go fix it. C : Yeah, I'm feeling warm. T: Good thing we have these nice cold drinks. Tom took a gulp of his Gatorade and Cam followed with taking another few gulps of his drink. Greg walked back and said he turned on the AC. They made small talk as Cam continued to sweat and glaze over. He was able to slur some answers when talked to but his answers were getting shorter. G: Hey Cam, why don’t you show Tom here your tattoo. Cam was barely audible when he answered. C : Cool. He began to pull off his tank top and took some time but yanked it off after a slow struggle. C : Isn’t it tight. G: Look, it says “Tyrell”. It is his last name. T: It does? Where does it say that? Greg scooted closer to Cam and laid his hand of his chest. With his index finger he traced the letters written across the young man’s chest. After the last L, he dragged his finger to Cam’s nipple and flicked it. A slight moan came from the boy. T: Wow, that’s a cool tattoo. Tom got up and sat next to Cam on the opposite side from Greg. Tom put his hands on Cam’s chest and groped his chest and ran his fingers down his abs. Again, Cam let out a moan. T: Do you have any more tattoos Cam? C : Nnnnnno G: I thought I heard from my daughter that you have another tattoo on your leg. T: oh wow, can we see that one too? C : Nnnnnno G: Here let’s find it. Greg reached down to the young man’s pants and opened the button and zipped down the fly. Greg and Tom each grabbed a leg and pulled his pants right off of him. G: Now lets see that tattoo. Greg and Tom each ran their hands up and down the man’s legs and up his thighs to the start of his boxers. Moans escaped Cam’s mouth. G: No, Haven’t found it yet. What is it you told my daughter? My 18 year old baby. Keep looking for the star. Greg grabbed Cam’s green boxers and pulled them straight down. T: oh there it is. Tom reached down to the man’s shaved skin right above his dick. There he touched the star they were looking for. Tom would touch the star and drag his fingers down the length of his growing dick. Greg did the same from his side of the man. The growing dick was curved slightly upward and slapped against his skin touching his belly button. Greg grabbed the 8 inches of black meat and gave it a squeeze. Moans escaped Cam’s mouth. He closed his eyes and licked his lips. G: What was it that you said to my baby girl? Kiss the star? Don’t let that big black meat get in your way. Is that what you said to her before you defiled her and bred her? You stupid fuck did it right here on this couch. I have this entire basement set up to record shit. I had to sit and watch to pop her cherry in the 5 minutes you lasted. Must have been your first too. Well now you both have your cherries popped in this basement. When we’re done, you’ll be too hung up on dick to worry about pussy. Tom bent down and pulled the dick outward and kissed the star. He licked the star every which way and ventured south and licked the length of the teen’s dick. Cam squirmed slightly but was helpless as Tom engulfed the entire dick down his throat. Louder moans came from Cam. They kind of sounded like no but just melted into a long OOOOoooo sound. Greg ran his hands up and down the teen’s body. Every time he passed the nipples he would flick or twist them. This illicit more moans from Cam. Tom got between the teen’s legs and push his legs up. He held one leg up and Greg held up the other. Tom licked downward and circled the balls. He wet the taint and arrived at the teen’s quivering hole. Greg and Tom switch positions. Greg touched the exposed hole with his finger. A weak No could be heard from Cam. Greg just laughed and folded the teen in half. He drove his tongue into the exposed hole and tongued it open. Cam gave a yelp and then sounded like he was singing aaaaaaaaah. Greg dropped the naked teen down on the couch. G: Tom, get him on the ottoman. Tom picked up the teen. In his relaxed g’d up state, he was dead weight but easily moved. Greg threw off his clothes and showed off his 10 inch snake. As tom laid the teen on the ottoman, his head was hanging off one end and his ass/legs were hanging off the other end. Tom got naked and his 7 inches were on full display. Tom went back to eating the teen’s hole. Greg circled to the teen’s hanging head. He waited for him to start moaning again, then he slapped Cam’s cheek with the head of his dick. G: Open up you baby. Take it in your mouth. You know you want to. He put his dick at the teen’s mouth and coated his lips with precum. Greg reached down and played with the nipples. Cam’s mouth opened and was filled with the head of Greg's thick dick. G: That’s okay baby. You are new to this. Just suck on the head and get it nice and wet. Tom go over to the dresser and get out the glass pipe. Lets get this parTy started. Tom grabbed the pipe and brought a chunk of T with him. He handed the pipe to Daddy Greg, who breathed out a large cloud right in the teen’s face. Tom put the shard in between his fingers and slowly pushed them into the teen’s hole. Once he was fully inside the hole, he released the shard and held it in place. The teen started to squirm and gyrate his hips which made his dick slap against his stomach. Tom waited for the movement to stop and pulled his fingers out of the hole. He was handed the pipe and took his hit. Greg motioned for him to keep going so he took 2 more hits. G: Tom come over here and let him slobber on your dick for a bit. Tom happily moved to the teen’s mouth. He pushed his dick half way into the boys mouth. Greg walked over to his dresser and pulled out a Polaroid camera. He took a closeup of the teen with a white dick in his mouth. He took a few pictures and put the camera down. G: okay it’s nice and wet. Let’s move him to the bed in the next room. Greg picked up the teen like he was a sack of potatoes and threw him over his shoulder. He threw the body onto the bed and put him on his back. Greg pulled his ass to the edge of the bed. The bed was the kind with a canopy and poles on each corner. Each corner had restraints at the top and bottom of each pole. Greg placed the teens ankles into the higher restraints and threw a pillow under the teen’s ass. There his prize was, legs spread open, hole unattended. Greg once again ran his hands all over the teen’s body, working him up with strange noises escaping his mouth. Once he felt the teen was ready to take it like a man, he stopped his hands on the hard dick before him. Greg rubbed his head on the hole, teasing it. G: Don’t worry I’m not that fucked up. I wont devirginize you with my thick dick. Cam gave a sigh of relief but it was short lived. G: That’s what Tom is for. He will break you in so your not so tight for me. I don’t want to rip you in half or anything. Tom waited for Greg to move and then took his place between the boy’s legs. He placed his dick at the saliva wet hole. Greg handed Tom a bottle of T laced lube and Tom coated his dick with it. He dropped the bottom to the floor as he pushed forward. The hole tried to keep him out. Push, push, push, on the 3rd push the head popped in and the teen came alive with movement. The G had been wearing off and the T starting to really course through the teen’s body. Tom held his dick there as the teen made his yelp. He was starting to make words. "No’s" and "please’s" were audible. Greg grabbed something from the dresser and went to Cam’s head. He placed a ball gag in his mouth. Muffled sound escaped the teen but words were gone. Greg gave Tom a nod and it was off to the races. Tom grabbed the teen by the hips and pushed his full dick into the hole. The teen was trying to move but his legs were still tied to the bed. Tom just held his waist and slammed into him, over and over. Muffled screams were half heard and tears ran down the teen’s face. Greg just looked into Cam’s eyes and gave an evil grin. The room was filled with the loud sound of skin slapping into skin. Tom kept up a fast rhythm and felt his nut starting to build. T: I’m almost ready to breed him. G: Go ahead. I love stretching a wet hole. Tom slammed into the teen and gave a grunt as he shot ropes of cum into the teen’s open hole. Cam had felt the intruding dick thicken and throb before the cum filled his insides. Chapter 14 – New Chem Daddy Cam laid on his back. His hole filled with dick and cum. Tears running down his face. Tom pulled out and pushed a dildo in the teen. Where Tom’s dick was the same thickness as Cam’s dick, the dildo was thicker. It was a big step toward the thickness of the 10 inch snake that was going to attack him. Cam felt his hole stretching to accommodate the dildo. He cried into the ball in his mouth and only guttural sounds made it out. His whimpers finally settled down. Greg get between his legs and looked Cam in the eye. He grabbed the boys dick that was still rock hard and jerked it. G: See when you are good, I can help you feel good. When you are bad… Greg grabbed the teen’s balls with one hand. All the air was pushed out of the Cam’s lungs. G: When you are bad, you get pain. Greg released the balls. As an olive branch, he bent down and throated the teen’s dick. All 8 inches of it was in his throat. Greg touched the dildo and twisted it inside the teen. Cam moaned like he was enjoying it. Greg pulled off the dick and went and removed the ball gag. G: Now don’t start pleading and crying. I don’t give a fuck. All I care about is that you listen to my commands. Do we understand each other? Cam nodded up and down. His hands that he forgot were not bound at any time, they had been gripping the bed sheet the entire time. Finally moving his arms and hands around, he wiped the tears from his face. G: Cam, I want to see you touch yourself for me. Yes, pleasure yourself for my amusement. As ordered, the teen’s left hand went to his chest and rubbed himself. His right hand went down to his dick. He gripped the tip and worked down the shaft slowly to the base. He started long stroking himself. G: That’s right. Greg gripped the dildo and started pushing into the teen and then back. Cam gasped but continue to jerk off for Greg. G: That’s right. You know who your daddy is now, don’t you? Who’s your new daddy? C : you are. Your my new daddy. G: Good. Time to take Daddy’s dick. Tom was now laying at the other end of the bed recovering after his orgasm. Greg went to his dresser and came back with a few things. He pulled out a rubber cord and tied it around the teen’s arm. Cam started to get worried. C. No, no, I cant do that. I don’t need that. G: oh trust me. You do. Greg pulled out a needle filled with a clear liquid. G: Don’t worry. It’s a beginner’s dose. Believe me, it’s a kindness. Cuz your gonna take my whole dick like a good little whore. So calm down. Remember, I help you feel good. Cam held still for his daddy. Greg found a vein and pulled back, registered, and then pushed it all in. Worry filled Cam’s face. Greg released the rubber tourniquet and Cam started coughing up a lung. Greg pushed his arm up toward the sky and let the teen hold his arm up with his other arm. Greg released the tied up ankles. He laid the teen’s legs on his shoulders and pulled out the dildo. He replaced it with his dick head. He let the teen catch his breath and then pushed his head in one go. C : oh fuuuuuuuck. Greg pushed forward letting his weight carry his forward. C : ohhhhhh fuck. Ohhhhh fuck. G: Good little whore. You have half of it in you. Pushing forward the dick was fighting the stretching hole and the dick was winning. All the teen could do is grip the bed sheets and moan. Greg bottomed out and held his place. C : oh shit. It’s too big. I can’t take it. G: you know if feels good, even if it hurts a little. Baby I make you feel so good Greg pulled out until the tip was the only part inside. Then slam, he pushed back in. Cam was seeing stars, but in a good way. Yes, it hurt but something inside of him was wanting more and more. Greg pushed balls deep into the teen and then held himself there. G: I want you to fuck yourself on my dick. You know you want it. Pull yourself up a big and push back into me. Go ahead. Cam slowly pulled his body away from the top and then pushed down toward him. C : oh my god. G: see I told you. Keep going little whore. Cam kept fucking himself on his daddy’s dick. Greg reached down and jerked the bottoms dick which made the teen fucking himself faster. Greg pulled out and jumped on the bed, laying on his back. G: Get back on it and fuck yourself. Cam sat straight down on the dick and straddled the top. He started bouncing on the dick. He was lost in the greatness of the moment and just kept riding. Cam lost track of time and had no idea how long he was riding the huge dick. Eventually, Greg grabbed the boy and started drilling up into the young man. G: so are you ever gonna fuck my daughter again? C : no sir, never. G: what do you want from your daddy? C : I don’t want pussy. I want daddy’s big dick. Greg pulled the teen down and shot his load into the love tunnel. They both collapsed into each other. Each trying to catch their breath. Tom started clapping. T: Bravo. Bravo. Perfection. G: oh we seem to have forgotten our dear friend Tom. T: that’s ok. I was watching the hot scene in front of me. Plus it gave me time to piss and take a blue pill. I’m all boned up again and ready to go. G: lets get you a point. Cam lifted off of Greg and just laid on the bed while Greg got up to prepare a needle. Tom sat on the edge of the bed and waited patiently for his Daddy to shoot him up. Greg walked up and tied off, pushed in, and untied. The experienced man barely coughed but felt the tingly T all over his body instantly. G: Tom get on your knees. Head down, ass up. Tom obeyed Gregs orders. He walked behind Cam and started rubbing his shoulders. G: Remember, I make you feel good. You are my bottom to fuck as I please now. but I also recognize you have manly urges too. So, get behind that other whore and fuck a load into his hole. I know you haven’t cum yet. It will feel amazing baby. Cam’s dick was still so hard it almost hurt. And he had not shot a load off yet. He listened to his new daddy. No, his new chem daddy. He got behind Tom and pulled his dick head down to meet the hole. Cam hesitated a moment and Tom was not having it. Tom pushed back and back peddled until the dick was balls deep in my hole. Cam just stayed still, enjoying all the feeling he was getting. He pulled back an inch and pushed forward. He pulled back 4 inches and pushed forward. He pulled out completely and shoved back into the experienced hole. C : OMG that feel amazing. It is so much better than pussy. As Cam continued to thrust, Greg noticed that his movements were a bit robotic and stiff. G: Holy fuck. My daughter was your very first fuck. And that would make this your second fuck ever. Holy balls. C : Yes, daddy I was a virgin and this is my 2nd. Greg climbs up on the bed behind Cam and puts one arm around his body and onto his chest. The other hand gives his ass a slap and then goes to Cams hip, right above his ass cheek. He helps guide Cam’s body into a rhythm. Greg backs away and watches as his new fuck boy nails his whore on loan from Will. After some instruction, the boy shows to be a natural. He is slamming into Tom, making him moan. They sound like they are both in heat. It doesn’t take long for the teen to build up his nut. He collapses onto the bottom’s back and almost falls down as he shoots his load. They all sit down on the couch. They are all unsure how long they have been at it. It’s obviously sometime into Saturday. They just chill and do small talk for a bit. They take turns jumping into the shower to wash off. First Cam showers, then he comes out. While Greg showers, Tom spends the time eating Cam’s hole out. Greg comes out and switches with Tom. Tom comes out to Greg fingering Cam. G: Guess who’s ready for another point? C : ME! G: What a good chem whore we’ve made. They 2 older men each give Cam another load. After partying with those 2 all that time, Tom drives home and rests. Its is Sunday night now. Will walks into the house with an exhausted Brad on his shoulder. Will places the twink on the couch. W: Hope you had as much fun as we did. T: yeah, looks like you wore the little bottom out. W: he was a great boy. I have to go. I’ll be in touch. Monday morning— When Brad finally woke up, he had a blanket thrown over his naked body. His dad was in the kitchen and yelled at him if he wanted a cup of coffee. Brad walked over to the kitchen wrapped in the blanket. T: wow, you look like shit. drink some coffee and then pound some water. When you feel better, we can share stories of our weekend apart.

Older poz male who chased to be poz. Always enjoyed unsafe sex with poz men. Getting infected was an evolution with no regrets. Looking for similar men for friendship.

While I never had sex with a relative, my best friend growing up, who lived next door, did with his uncle, started about age 11 or 12. I could see a small bit of my friend’s pool from the attic window. Their whole backyard had a high wooden fence so no one could see from street level. The uncle, so sexy—young, muscular, hairy (I didn’t even know what being gay was but he made me tingle)—would visit the house for long stretches each summer. Once, while in the attic, I peeked out and saw my friend and his uncle sitting really close on the steps of the pool. The uncle was stoking my friend’s head and back and then slowly pushed my friend’s head down so he could suck his uncle’s cock. Then they wade into the pool and started horsing around. About 10 minute later, the uncle positioned my friend around and I saw what I figure was the first time my friend got fucked. He was squirming in the water but his uncle held on to him tightly. My friend’s face showed his obvious pain—the uncle stopped until my friend got used to it. And then started pumping, and then faster and faster. It seems like they came together. Over that summer, I saw them at least 3 or 4 times in the pool. It happened again over the two subsequent summers. I never mentioned anything to my friend. I still jerk off to that memory some times. We moved away after that and I lost touch with my friend. I wonder if he’s a sloppy bottom somewhere, accepting all cock, hoping to feel what he felt with his hunky uncle.

Hell yeah, raw is law and must result in breeding.

And thank you for putting in so much work so that we have a place like this to feel welcome.

I drink my own every day but i love to drink it from my bull and his friends too. You can mix it with vodka very good.

Chapter 2 It had been a few weeks now since the encounter with the man from Twitter who had photos of Remy on his balcony. It hadn't completely slipped from his mind yet, but he began to think that just maybe he was in the clear. Perhaps he lucked out and the man lost interest in him. Although he still occasionally got off thinking about it, it also left him unsettled wondering how much more the man knew and how much further he'd try to push his limits. Public sex was one of those things that he liked to think about, but not actually try to do. Yet all it took was a few photos and a firm yet gentle push to get him poppered up, begging to be fucked, in a park. Remy was at a professional happy hour listening to a colleague drone on and on about his success in a recent project, downing his 3rd drink in an attempt to be peppy and sociable. He'd much rather be anywhere but here, but there were a few places in particular that came to his mind, like being on his back with his legs in the air getting pounded. Excusing himself to the bathroom, he ducked into a stall and began perusing Grindr as he sat to piss. There were a few guys close enough to possibly be in the same bar, but none with identifiable pics. Tipsiness lead to being bold enough to tap a guy who boasted a thick 9 inch BBC in his profile. Remy froze as he heard the tap noise go off in the other side of the bathroom at the urinals. He just about dropped his phone in the toilet when a return message hit his phone, triggering a notification noise to alert the man at the urinal to his presence. His pulse quickened and he tried to take a deep breath, wondering what would happen next. Another message came through which he now dared to read along with the first, "hey boy you ready to leave this place and come home with me? why wait, I know you're in there let's do this now." The man knocked at the stall door, "Let me in boy. I know all about you from your friend in the park. Best not to disappoint him, believe me." The latch clicked and the stall door slowly slid open. Remy had pulled his pants back up and stood in front of the toilet, unsure what else to do but let him in. "Good boy, now how about you show me those bomb ass head skills I keep hearing about?" The man smiled and grasped the base of the thick monster growing in his dress pants. Remy attempted to look up at his face to see if it was someone he knew or not, and was met with a hard slap to the cheek. "Don't you worry your little head about who I am. I'm sure you can convince me to keep it between us, right? Well, between you, me, and the camera at least." He chuckled deep and rumbling, grabbing Remy by the hair and pushing him down on his knees to hold his face right in front of his phone's camera. "Look into the camera and repeat after me, I like to look for dick on Grindr when I'm supposed to be working." "I like to.... I like to look for dick on Grindr when I'm supposed to be working." Remy's alcohol flushed rosy cheeks turned a shade darker. "I love getting fucked on company time even more, and I want you to give the viewers your hours faggot." "I loooveee getting fucked on company time even more, Monday through Friday from 9AM to 6PM." He squirmed, fighting the urge to look up and see who was filming him. "Now give them your phone number faggot" "Wait, what?! No!" 2 more hard slaps to Remy's cheeks, "Give them your number faggot before I record you getting pissed on too." "814-408-5482" "Good boy! Now open wide." The man pulled his cock from his pants and shoved it into Remy's open mouth, proceeding to facefuck him for a few minutes before he stopped recording it. He savored the taste of the veiny uncut cock in his mouth, in spite of all the voices in his head screaming at him to stop, screaming at him to get back to his coworkers before someone noticed he was gone, and what if this is a coworker?!? He gurgled on the cock and fell back on his ass with the force of it being pulled out of his mouth. "Turn around and show me those holes boy if you want to make this quick." He undid his pants and pulled them down, bending himself over the toilet to present his holes as directed. A few globs of spit landed on his pucker and made his asshole quiver in surprise. He hadn't thought to bring poppers to a work function and was now wishing that he did, feeling the thick mushroom head start to press against his tight hole. The cock slipped a third of the way in on the first thrust, and continued fighting its way deeper into his tight hole, leaving Remy gasping with each thrust. He yelped once it plunged balls deep, teasing his second ring with a quick jab. "Fuuuccckkk yeah. Cumdump fucking faggot, you can't hide who you are pig." The man grabbed his shoulders and began thrusting even harder, drawing yelps and moans from Remy's lips, clearly having forgotten where he was in the moment. He growled and pounded his fat cock right through the second ring, pressing it even deeper as he flooded Remy's guts with his seed. His thrusting slowed once he finished cumming, but he hadn't withdrawn his cock yet. "Be still boy, I've got something for you." Remy panted with his face pressed against the toilet seat when he felt a warmth begin filling him. "You might have escaped getting pissed on while on camera, but I still need to piss. Don't worry. You'll love it. I even made this a little special just for you" The piss radiated heat deep inside him and along with it something else, a hunger for more - more cum, more cocks, more fucking, more piss even! The man pulled up his pants, unlocked the stall door, and let himself out. "Stay here 5 minutes and hold onto that before you let it go then come back to your table." The longer Remy sat filled with the man's piss, the more his head felt fuzzy, the more he felt horny, the more his hole felt hungry. He relieved himself, headed back to the table, paid his tab, made up some excuse about needing to feed the cat he didn't have and left. He'd lost what little motivation he had to attend the professional event and now had only one thing on his mind, how to get more cocks and cum in his holes. He left the bar and hopped in the back seat of the Uber home. Several notifications popped up on Twitter and he opened the app to find more messages from his park friend. The messages included a few screencaps from the video of him sucking dick in the bathroom along with some new instructions, "Hello faggot. I see you've learned well that it's in your best interest to listen to me. I hope you enjoyed that BBC. I'm sure half the restaurant enjoyed listening to your cute little moans and whimpers. When you get home tonight, I want you to get naked, leave your door unlocked, and get on your bed with your ass in the air. You can watch that hypnosis porn you love so much if you want, but remember - no lights and no peeking. You know the drill." Remy's natural tendency to rebel stirred a bit within him, but he was too horny and cum hungry tonight to argue with the unknown person sending him these instructions. He did as he was told and a few men came by with average cocks nothing like the BBC he'd been fucked by earlier. It only made him hornier and his holes hungrier by the end of the night, when he still found himself both wide awake and insatiable. He smoked a bowl and attempted to jack off, finding his cock rather unresponsive rendering his attempt to cum himself to sleep unsuccessful. Feeling pouty and unsatisfied, he messaged park friend back, "I did what you asked, but those guys you sent over were a joke. How am I supposed to cum when I can barely even feel these small cocks inside me?! Booorrrinnnnggg. Send me someone hung or I'm not doing this for you anymore." Feeling satisfied that he'd sufficiently told the guy how it was going to be, he dug up some old sleeping pills, took them, and tucked himself in for some sleep after a long night. Who did that guy really think he was anyway? Remy wasn't in the business of letting just any little dick fuck him, or so he thought.....

I've got an average length cock, but thick. I fit perfectly in men's and boy's assholes. They almost never struggle to accommodate me and I can thrust hard into them just using spit - I don't like lube. I enjoy a great fuck and they have the privilege of being seeded by me.

While there may be many factors I would consider before letting a top fuck me raw, a small to average size dick is definitely a plus as I’m really on the tight side. I have also found that tops with smaller dicks compensate by fucking really rough which is what I like

Part II A week after I talked to the guy I have fucked and stealthed, he called me. I was at work, so I couldn't answer it. But when I got home later, I returned the call to see what he was up to and if he wanted me to fuck him again. "Hey, man, what's up", I said when he answered. "I'm kind of desperate", he said. "I went to the doctor last week and today I came back there to take the results of some exames..." "You better? That flu is over?", I asked. "Man, I have HIV", he said. "It's so fucked up, I'm gonna die." "It's not the end of the world", I said. "A lot of guys have a normal life with the virus, you will get used to it. Why have you called me? Worried that I caught it from you?" "It's kind of the opposite", he said. "Are you sure you are neg? I mean, you are into that bareback stuff" "I'm poz too", I said. "But you didn't get it from me, we used a condom" "You sure it didn't break without you seeing it?", He asked. "Man, I would feel if the condom was broken, I checked it after we had sex. I'm telling you, the condom wouldn't break by itself" It was not a lie and I did check it. The condom was broken because I broke it. And I indeed checked it after we had sex. "I always had oral sex without a condom on, it must be that", he said. "Man, it's not healthy to be thinking about that. What passed is past. What you can do now is taking care of yourself. Wanna come over? We can talk, you will see that I have a normal happy life, living with the virus. And maybe we can have a little fun". "I don't know, man, the doctor said I shouldn't". "I can't get it again, and now we don't need condoms anymore. It will be fun". "Can I crush at your place?", He asked. "I really don't want to be alone and I don't have any friends in this city. I'm freaking out a little bit". "Take a bag and put some clothes in it, you can stay here for the time you need me. I'm here for you, we are part of the same brotherhood now and we protect each other". "Thank you man", he said. "I really appreciate it. And I'm sorry about that, but you were good to me the other day and I don't have anyone to talk about this shit". "I get it, I freaked out too. Come oven and we will talk. I will message you the address." I had a huge smile on my face when we hang up. I could have pozzed a lot of guys by now, but he was the first one that I knew for sure that I did it. My first-born. Pregnant with my toxic babies. It was really hot and my cock was rock hard in my pants. Half an hour later, he was knocking on my door. His eyes were red like he was crying and he hugged me tight. "It's gonna be ok", I said. I lead the way to the living room and we sat on the couch next to each other. He hasn't talked yet and I had my hand on his back. "How it happened?", He finally asked. "I think we will never know, but I assure you that it's not the end of your life." "I knew it was risky to let strangers fuck me, but I was always careful, I swear. And I use a condom when I top too." "Well, it will always be risky, condoms can break, cum can leak, you can get it from a blowjob...", I said. "But now you can treat yourself and you won't have to worry about it anymore". "You say it like it was a good thing". "It's not bad either. You can have a lot of unprotected sex and you will not get it again". "I swear I'm so pissed right now that I could have a lot of sex and pass it on to other guys", he said. "You can do that, I sure did", I said. "When you found you that you have it?", He asked. "About ten years ago, I was young and naive, but look at me now, I'm still here and don't plan on going anywhere". "The doctor said that when you take your pills, after some time, you can't infect other people", he said. "He is right, but when people don't know their status, they are dangerous. The risk is higher when you have sex with a person that don't know their status. Or when a guy don't take those pills, like me." "Why would you do that?", He asked. "The side effects are not that good for me, but it changes with each person.", I said. "And you still have bareback sex!", He was surprised. "Well, everyone knows the risk, I'm not fooling anybody. When the guy is smart, he asks for a condom, like you did." "Yeah, and look where it brought me", he said. "Man, I really want to fuck around, am I a bad person?" "Not at all, they did it to you, so you want to give it back, it's absolutely normal. And a little hot, you must admit it", I said. "Man, I'm horny since I got those results, I don't know what's going through my mind, I'm messed up.", He said. "Being poz make you horny?", I asked. "Because I'm poz too, and I think we are both horny now." "I don't know, bro. I'm still freaked out. I think I will never have sex again in my life", he said. "Or I could raw fuck you now, pound your ass here on my couch, make you feel so good that you will forget everything. I want to put my poz juice inside of you. What do you say to that? Wanna share this bond? We will be connected forever. Let it out of your mind, be a proud poz gay. Or you can be a pussy and hide in the dark, it's up to you, your choice only." "I was looking for poz on the internet today and I found some videos of people into this stuff", he said. "And how did you feel?", I asked. "I'm so embarrassed with myself, but it was hot. I didn't know that it was an actual fetish. I wanted to cum so bad, but I didn't, it would be wrong." "You saying that your cum is inside you since you discovered your new status?", I asked. "Yeah" "I have a new plan, I usually don't bottom, but fuck that. Give it to me, I need your cum inside my guts. After that, if you are still turned on by this shit, I fuck you too and we mix our fluids. Deal?", I asked. "I mean, I guess we could try...", He said. "You are already horny, I am too. Let's do it and tomorrow we think about what is coming your way." The guy was still confused by the situation and a little shocked for felling horny about poz sex. Everything was happening really fast. But I knew I could talk him into it, so, I started kissing his amazing poz lips.

I was recently in eastern Europe, went into this sleezy club ran by russians. Let strangers fuck me while bf was next to me getting fucked with condom, I realized the guy fucking me bare is pulling out and going in my bf raw. He never does this. Then the guy comes in me, thankfully. I love to walk home with that squishy wet feeling.

I might be mistaken, but guys with the average (5.5" - 7") and smaller dicks are usually more fun to fuck with, to get fucked by anyway. More involved, more relaxed, more looking to be a good fuck than just looking to impress the next open hole with their cock.

my goal is to have a sloppy hole... lately ive been fucking sloppy holes and its really nice, love it.

He deserves his own thread. In fact, I'd love to see a thread or whole forum devoted to porn stars and others with the wasted poz/AIDS look!