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"Wanna see something else" he asked as I gently stroked this monster cock. I'd never felt anything like it, so hard yet soft in my hand. I glanced up. "Uh, like what?" I asked. "C'mon, I'll show you. You'll love it I'm sure." he said. He turned away and my hand fell away from his cock. I stood up and followed him like a lost puppy. He opened another door and waved me in to what seemed like a spare room. Inside was a padded bench facing a rack of various toys. The bench was made of dark wood with leather pads where you could rest your arms and legs. "Cool isn't it? And it's actually pretty comfy. Wanna try it?" He asked me. His grin was positively predatory now. "Yeah, it's pretty cool, but I dunno, I'm not..." "Tell you what, flip a coin. You lose, you lie down on it for me and tell me how it is" he suggested. Something about this whole chance going was turning me on. I shrugged and he flipped the coin. I called heads. "Tails. So hop on, boy" he said. I could feel my heart racing as I lay down on the fuck bench. "So this is a whole day of firsts isn't it, boy. Let's flip for the cuffs and gag. Get the whole experience." I heard him flip the coin and catch it before I could object. This was getting out of hand. "I...uh.... Heads?" I said instead of arguing. "Ooh, tails it is." He put the chin down without even showing it to me. For some reason I just meekly opened my mouth as he jammed a rubber gag in. I felt the click of cold steel round my wrists. He rested his hand on my head. I could feel his cock resting between my arse cheeks through my shorts. " So let's flip for clothes, eh?" he flipped the coin. Wait, what? How was this meant to work? I couldn't talk round this gag forcing my jaw open. I tried to argue. "Man, you sure can pick em. Nope, tails you lose, let's lose the shorts." I could feel the cold steel against my arse this time as he cut my shorts off with some shears. I started to cry a little as my situation sunk in. What the fuck had I got myself into? He gently ran his hands down my back as I felt the head of his cock start to rub between my cheeks. I could feel the slick precum start to leak onto my tight arsehole.

Random hook up on Grindr tonight. Bi guy , 47 six foot big build and a monster cock Arrives puts his bag down and makes me kneel. Rolls out a huge meaty cock about 7 and thick and tells me to suck it Then he pushes his arse into my face and says lick it. It's not dirty just a bit musky and tastes good. Then opens his bag takes out some rope and a leather gag and orders me upstairs. I was gagged and tied to the corners of the bed and he proceeds to spank my arse with his hand and belt. He gets on top of me and pushed that monster cock right into me and starts to fuck. His cock takes time to take in my bum and hurts a bit but soon get used to it and he's banging away. Then he unties me and changes to hands behind my back tie. He then sits on my face as I rim him again, followed by another full fuck up the arse holding my tied hands as he increases the speed, finally blwoing a huge load. He unties me and gets dressed and leaves saying "you will be bending over for me again" Haha we will see, he's Bi so not so sure he will be back.

It was a hot summer day, far to hot to stay in my baking hot flat. The only problem was I had no money to go anywhere. I opened my front door to the stairs to sit on a folding chair where it was slightly cooler than my flat. I was stripped down to just some long shorts and a vest top, but my body was still slick with sweat. I'd been hitting the gym more lately, since leaving university last year I'd been trying to trim some fat and add a little muscle and was looking pretty good if I say so myself. The door opposite opened. I'd not long moved in, so I hadn't met the neighbour before. He was an older guy in his 60's, maybe 5' 9" with a shaved head and grey moustache. He was wearing some flimsy short shorts and nothing else. He had some slightly faded tattoos across his chest under some fairly thick chest hair, and he seemed pretty wiry strong although with a bit of a beer belly. He smiled at me as he leant against his doorframe. "Too bloody hot, isn't it?" he said. "Yeah..." I said. I was trying not to stare, but as he moved, I was pretty sure I saw his dick shift under those shorts. "I'm John." He stood up straight and put his hand out to shake. That time I definitely saw a massive cock swing free in those flimsy shorts. I dragged my eyes away and saw him leering at me a bit too knowingly. Shit, had this old guy just clocked me staring at his crotch? "Uh, Colin" I stumbled as I shook his hand. "Why don't you come and cool down in mine? Your side of the building catches all the sun." He offered. I stood up and had already agreed before I realised, what the hell was I doing? Had I really just wandered into this guy's flat? I didn't know who the hell he was. But apparently my brain wasn't consulted. I'd recently admitted to myself I was bi, but had never been with a guy before, but I knew i liked older guys and the idea of being submissive. He led the way into the living room. I sat on the couch he gestured towards, but he stayed standing above me. His bulge was about 12" from my face, I struggled to keep eye contact. "So, you single?" he asked. He still had that knowing grin on his face. "Because if your not you should probably try harder not to stare." I stammered for a bit, but he just laughed. "Don't worry, I'm flattered, a young guy like you checking me out. You'd think you'd never seen a cock before." He swayed his hips a little and I could see a slowly hardening outline of a cock shift hypnotically. "Well, actually....apart from my own...and porn.." I said without thinking as my eyes followed the motion. I can't believe I just said that to a guy I met two minutes ago. His grin widened a notch."Wow, a virgin! Never even seen a real cock?" My cheeks turned red with embarrassment, but my cock hardened. "Well, do you want to see mine?" "Uh, I mean that seems a little, eh...." I stammered. "A little look won't hurt. No harm in a quick peek." I nodded my head, that was true, wasn't it? I was curious, was it as big as it seemed under those shorts? He hooked a thumb at the elasticated waistband of his shorts and pulled them down. A thick 9" cock sprang out of the shorts. It was almost hard, still a little droopy but already it seemed massive, compared to what I had. It had some thick veins up the shaft, and a a tattoo of a plus sign on the just above the base in his well trimmed pubes. He swayed his hips and my gaze followed it intently. "Wanna touch it?" he asked. I reached up towards it slowly, I gently wrapped my hand around the shaft. My hand barely fit around it! "What does the tattoo mean?" I asked, trying to distract myself from the voice in my head telling me to stop. "Oh, it means I'm HIV positive." he stated very matter of fact, still with a grin on his face. I froze as I heard it, my eyes broke from the hardening cock and I looked up at him as I released my grip in shock. He laughed. "Don't worry, you'd have to do a lot more than that to worry about catching anything." "I mean yeah I know that, sure, but, uh...still..." "Tell you what, I'll flip a coin. You win, I just stroke myself to show you how big it can get. You lose, you stroke it for me. Still no risk there, is there?" Somehow that made it easier. I nodded dumbly. As he reached over to a table to grab a coin his cock came almost brushing my face. He flipped it and caught it, covering it with his other hand. He smiled and nodded at me. "Uh, heads..." I managed eventually. Either way should be fine, right? He lifted his hand to reveal the coin. Tails. I wasn't sure if I was more relieved or apprehensive as I shrugged and took hold of his cock again. After a few seconds of stroking his cock was rock hard. I stared as a drop of precum started to glisten at the tip. "You want to see something else?" he asked. To be continued

PART 2 (With apologies to @Pnp-pig that I’m still at the teasing stage 😬😘) Imagining Louis stripping off and dripping sweat just the other side of the door, I tried to control myself. I got two beers out of the fridge and picked out some clothes for him - tshirt, shorts and boxer briefs. The thought of Louis literally in my pants didn’t really help with my stated aim of controlling myself. Quite the opposite. I opened my drawer of weekend supplies, picked up a bag of Tina and took out a chunky shard. Holding the shard in my right hand, I put my left hand down the back of my shorts and confirmed that Louis ‘ very presence had indeed made my ass very wet. Then I pulled my shorts down, bent over, held my juicy pucker open with my left hand and fingered the shard in with my right. My hungry hole swallowed up the shard greedily and I instantly felt the lovely stinging that promised so much. I kept fingering myself, picturing Louis’ fingers working me. I did my best to hold in a groan of slutty pleasure. “Sorry Andy, can I have a towel?” “Oh yeah sure”, I called over my shoulder, my hole contracting around my finger at the sound of Louis’ voice calling out from the bathroom. I stood up, took my finger out my ass, licked it (all the while thinking about it being Louis’ finger, cock or anything) and quickly pulled up my shorts. Stepping over to the bathroom, I picked up a towel from the clean laundry pile and pushed the door ajar just enough to hold the towel on the other side for Louis to grab. But he didn’t grab. “No, Andy, I don’t want to mess up your bathroom by stepping out the shower soaking wet and getting water everywhere.” What a well-brought-up young man. And/or what a great chance to see him naked. Either way, the shard up my ass did my thinking for me and wouldn’t let me pass up the opportunity to see Louis naked. And, in fairness to the shard and my ass, that was the right decision. I pushed the bathroom door open and stepped in, holding out Louis’ towel for him, while finally coming face-to-face with a full frontal view of the beautiful teen about whom I had lusted, jerked off and fingered myself over so many times.

not my story I enhanced it, cleaned it up and made it better this is one off story. I doubt there will be a series. I was 21 and didn’t feel like wearing underwear. Half my clothes were in the wash anyway, and sometimes I just didn’t bother. They were just sweatpants, no lining, no support. You could pretty much see the shape of my dick when I moved. I didn’t think much of it. I wasn’t out to impress anyone anyway. The laundromat was dead quiet. The machines were humming, the air was warm, smelling of heat and cheap detergent. I was folding a pile of towels when he walked in. No bag. No soap. Just a hoodie, black sweats, and this way of looking at me like he already knew what kind of night it was gonna be. He sat for a bit. His tall lanky frame unfolded in the chair. He was well over 6 foot tall and dark complected with just a hint of dark curl of a bro fro. He didn’t say anything, but I felt it. The stare. I kept folding, pretending not to notice. Then I saw the movement. His hand slowly slid under his waistband. He wasn’t hiding it. I froze. Towel halfway folded. He stood up and came over and slid right up behind me. “Keep folding,” he said, quiet but solid. I turned back to the table, heart pounding, dick getting hard in my pants. I bent forward a little to grab another shirt. That’s when he grabbed the waistband from behind. But only in the back. He pulled the fabric down just enough to expose my ass. The front stayed up. I was hard and leaking, pressed against the inside of my pants, but he didn’t touch that. He let his hand settle for a second on the back of my neck. Just rested it there. Didn’t push. Didn’t grip. But it said enough. I didn’t move. Then I heard him spit in his hand. The sound of wet skin followed fast. A second later, I felt the fat, hot head of his black cock nudge against my hole. No small talk. He pushed in. I grabbed the edge of the table and held my breath. He was thick, warm,and relentless. He filled me with one slow, steady thrust until his hips were pressed tight against my ass. He took what he wanted and gave me what I needed. Then he started to fuck me. Rhythmic. Deep. His hips slapped against me, balls heavy, breath heating the back of my neck. He never touched my cock. He just used me. Every thrust rocked me forward, rubbed me harder against the inside of my pants. My dick was trapped, sensitive, throbbing. Precum had already made the fabric damp. He panted. Fucked me harder. Still had that hand resting on my neck like I was his to use. “You gonna cum in your pants like this?” he asked. “I am going to knock you up!” he breathed! “Fill you with my poz babies.” I couldn’t answer. My body was way ahead of me, making it's own decisions. I pushed back to meet his thrust. It hit fast. I tensed, moaned through my teeth, and came hard into my sweatpants. Hot, sticky pulses soaked the front. As I shot my last negative load. I felt it spread over my skin, wet and warm, pressed tight between cock and cotton. He kept going. Grunting, thrusting deeper, fucking me harder. Then I felt him throb. And he came inside me. Thick spurts of his tainted seed. I felt every last pulse of his dark cock The way he stayed buried, the pressure, the warmth leaking out the second he pulled back. He let go of my neck. Tugged my sweatpants back up like nothing happened. My ass was slick, my hole sore, my front soaked with cum. It clung to me, heavy and warm. He looked at me once, calm as ever. “Laundry’s not so clean anymore.” Then he walked out. I stood there. Legs shaky. Cum dripping between my cheeks, balls sticky, pants a mess. My life changed forever Then I folded the next towel.

I was in a different part of town running an errand when a Mexican guy hmu on Grindr. His English was limited. I asked him what he was into and he just said "sex." Based on his pics and profile I figured he was a top. I was wrong. He couldn't get my dick in his mouth quick enough. He ended up grabbing my dick and sticking it in his ass, no lube. I could tell it hurt but he wanted it. It actually turned out to be pretty romantic with lots of kissing and eye contact. Later he rode me and we both came. It was clear he had a wife and kids based on the apartment. Felt great to fuck him in the bed he shares with his wife.

I sound like the old housewives' friend newspaper column "Hints from Heloise." Although here it would be WHORE-o-ise.

Bi guy here, had to tell my story… Always been primarily attracted to women and have played with men since my early twenties, usually topped or swapped oral but have always have toyed my hole since I was a teen and was always too nervous to try it but have really been craving more ass play lately and have been using a larger toy on occasion for the last couple of months. I’ve hooked up off of sniffles before but always just trading head and j/o since most play has to happen in my truck because of my situation… Ive been worked up and it was a rainy day so I didn’t have any work to do as my job is outside, I hop on sniffles and put it out that I’m looking to bottom. I’m 37, white hairy bear type, with some skater dude flair and a 25 year old with a nice cock messages me scoping the situation and asking a lot of questions so I figured he’d flake since he wasn’t sure about car play, finally he came to my crew cab and we hopped in the back. He immediately pulls out a nice 8”, not super thick, but definitely above average. I immediately start working a sloppy mouth on him halfway laying across my back seat as he’s sitting upright, he’s enjoying it and moaning and starts smacking my ass and telling me he wants it and I’m ready to feel my ass taken over my a big dick. He pulls out a magnum and slides it on, I had a tube of lube with my and put a generous amount on him and my hole. Awkwardly we got into position but I hadn’t played with any toys this week so it was intense at first,stinging and not enough lube in his thick dick. He suggested I sit on it so I eased my way down on him taking him all the way and rocking my ass on him, he was loving it and smacking my ass telling me to bounce in his hard cock. We switched up positions and I got on my stomach on the bench seat and he slid back in and I arched my hairy hole up for him as he started really letting me have it, 5ish minutes of talking shot back and forth and he’s screaming that he’s cumming for daddy and unloads into his rubber. We collect ourselves and tell him I’m usually around on the weekends if he wanted to hit me up again sometime. He left and there I sit in my truck again with time on my hands, browsing sniffies and a regular cock I suck pops up nearby and he sees my profile saying I was looking to bottom today and messages me asking if I had taken any loads yet, so I lied and said no! He knows my situation so he came to me and parked beside me as usual and hopped in the back, I had my second BBC in my mouth for the day, and I knew he wanted my ass. He’s much more aggressive and was talking about how he was going to tear my ass open and leave me dripping as I go home to my wife… I was sucking the hell out of his cock at that point and he got a phone call from his girlfriend, it was brief as I sucked him while still talking to her. He gets off the phone and tells me he wants me hole, I bent over and obliged, he didn’t wrap his cock, again I lived up his cock. Probably closer to 7, but solid as a fucking brick! I didn’t account for how tall he was so his head was cramped, I put my ass into position and I felt his warm bare cock plunge into my hole, fuck it felt good, but he immediately slipped out! I feel him lining it back up to my hole and tells me he needed it, pushed my head down and pulled my ass up and started pounding me roughly as he’s talking about breeding me, but again, he slipped out. Frustrated we decided I’d finish him with head and so we did and he rolled out. Charlotte NC located, definitely won’t be my last.

Hey guys. Part one of first story on here. Feedback welcome. 😈 PART 1 “Mmm I want that boy inside me so bad”, I said to myself as I pulled up in front of my house and looked across the street to see Louis heading out for a run. 18, tall and tanned, with dirty blonde hair and deep brown eyes. Wearing a white running vest and short green shorts, showing off his smooth arms and hairy legs. The sexy-as-fuck son of my neighbour Alice. Louis noticed my car pull up and gave me a wave with one of his large hands while he ran the other through his fringe, showing a dark tuft of hair in each armpit. Was that a bulge in those skimpy shorts, or just my wishful thinking? Either way, I’d already been super horny all the way hone, having picked up a weekend’s worth of supplies from my dealer; now, as always, seeing my beautiful boy crush took me to the next level. I pulled my eyes away from Louis’ body as he jogged down the road and got myself in the house. About half an hour later, I was showered and wearing my favourite CUM PIG jock, ready to start hitting the pipe and cruising hook up sites. I was just checking I had enough of the drinks and snacks that I like to have while parTying, when my doorbell rang. “Hmm, I’m not expecting anyone.” I slipped into some shorts, but didn’t bother with a top. My front door opens straight onto my studio apartment’s combined living/sleeping space (aka my parTy palace), so I did a quick check that nothing naughty was on display anywhere, then I opened the door. Standing before me was a very sweaty Louis. He was a little out of breath too. Both of these facts made me hard and I was pleased that my jock was holding me in place under my shorts. I think my ass got a little wet at the sight of him too. It normally does. “Hey Louis, you ok?” “Sorry Andy, mum’s away this weekend and I forgot my key. Can I use the spare you keep for us?” His voice was - always is - so sexy. A little husky and resonant, but still not quite a man’s voice. “Oh I don’t have it at the moment bud. Alice asked for it back when you guys were having that work done on your bathroom.” “Shit.” “Does anyone else have a spare?” “Nope.” “OK, I see … Er, well you’re really sweaty and hot from your run, so why don’t you come in, use my shower, put on some of my clothes and then we can work out a plan.” “That would be awesome Andy, thanks.” I move aside. Louis steps past me into the apartment. I can smell his sweaty body and for a second I almost lean forward and lick his glistening salty skin. Then I take control of myself, shut the door and show him towards the bathroom. “Help yourself to soap and stuff. What’ll drink when you’re out? I’ve got beer, Pepsi …” “A beer would be great. Thanks again Andy, I won’t take long.”

I had been working out with Clint for a little over a year now. I started hitting the gym after my ex girlfriend cheated on me and I decided I needed to get fit. I met Clint after about 2 months and he took me under his wing. For the past year Clint has been helping me get super jacked. To help with that Clint convinced me to start steroids. “Cmon it’s only a shot and then you’ll get twice if not three times the results, plus it might put some hair on your chest” Clint had said with a chuckle as I was almost hairless compared to him being coated like a bear. While Clint was right about them increasing my gains, he was wrong about the hair. The only side effect was my balls shrinking, but my cock was already only two inches hard so it wasn’t a big deal. Today I met Clint in the parking lot like I normally do, wearing an oversized pump cover and 5in running shorts. Clint always wore a tight black wife beater that showed off his massive pecs and nipple piercings and sweatpants. “I’ve got a surprise for you today” Clint told me as I hoped in his passenger seat “I’m gonna share some of my special pre workout with you Timmy boy” I always hated when he called me that but he just shook my shoulder chuckling. I was excited though as I knew he had some special pre workout that he never shared. “Great I’d love that” I replied “I bet you will, so are you cut” Clint asked “Nah I’m bulking right now we talked about this a few weeks ago I thought” “No dumbass is your cock cut” he said slowly “ do you have foreskin” he over enunciated his words as I stared in confusion. “Uh no i got my foreskin” I said unsure and kind of uncomfortable “Good that makes this easier” he said pulling out a bag of powder “ don’t want you to accidentally shit yourself while squatting” he laughed as I just looked at him confused “We’ll come on then get your cock out” he said “Huh” “ don’t huh me I said get your cock out and I’ll show you how to do it, I’d do it with you but I did some on the way here” with that he grabbed the front of my shorts and underwear and pulled the down revealing my tiny soft cock as I turned red with embarrassment. “See nothing to be nervous about now pull down your foreskin or I’ll do it myself” I complied confused when Clint suddenly stuck his pinky in his mouth then dipped it in the powder, once it was coated he put it to the exposed head of my cock “Uh what are you” I began when Clint cut me off with “now pull the skin up” I followed his instructions and pulled it up over his finger. He suddenly pulled out and his pinky was clean. “Now jerk off” Clint commanded “What the fuck” I asked “Jerk off dumbass you gotta rub it so it absorbs or else you might as well have just licked it”he said “ don’t make me beat you off tim cause if I scratch your back you’d have to scratch mine” I began to nervously rub my cock withthree fingers as my hand was far too big. I was beet red with embarrassment as I rubbed my tiny cock next to the man I looked up to, but as I kept rubbing I started to feel a rush as my nervousness faded away and I started rubbing harder. Even though my cock was totally soft it felt amazing. I felt like I was on the edge when suddenly Clint slapped my hand away from my cock “if you wanna cum in my car you gotta earn it now come on let’s go”

I am saying that the particular US government website referenced by @insatiableholeinTO appears to be promoting "conspiracy theories" in the guise of information about the origins of Covid-19. It makes a lot of unsupported statements. It engages in a great deal of casting blame in the form of unsupported allegations at specific individuals or groups. It characterizes specific actions or agendas as negative when there were excellent public health reasons for those actions. So yes, @insatiableholeinTO, I'm saying that the government is "lying" (or to be precise, misleading). Regarding the specific issue of Dr. Fauci, I did a good deal of web searching across a variety of different sources to try and find out exactly what it was that he did do with regard to the publication on Covid-19 that is the leading item on the covid.gov web page. Yes, he did recommend to the authors that they omit the possibility of a lab leak as a potential origin of the virus. Does that mean he's to blame for the pandemic. No. Does that mean he instigated the publication in question (which appears to be what the web site is trying to imply)? No.

First time going on a date in a new city with an older man I was very drunk and he introduced me to a few of his friends. I remember being nervous but went with the flow and had my one and only 'gangbang' of my life. I'd love to be in the center of another one.

Had the most incredible time with @headnurse20 He is an incredibly sexy man. We had a great time fucking and breeding each other. I gave him three of my loads and he had a few anal orgasms. I hope to see him again soon. Woof! Super hot!

I had been on PrEP for several months but decided to stop because I wasn't planning on having sex, but one day I was horny and stopped at the local ABS. Started by only sucking cock but eventually I got fucked a few times and took 4 loads by the time I left. It was on a Friday at 4pm when I knew I poz, but instead of feeling shocked, I was very horny. I decided to drive 2 hours to the closet big city with decent gay saunas, but before leaving I stopped at the same ABS to try my luck again. I was there for an hour and a half and was bred twice. Most guys wanted oral so I swallowed a few loads. With my hole loaded with two loads and still savouring those other loads I swallowed, I drove the two hours feeling very horny knowing that I had two loads in my hole. By the time I went into the sauna it was 8pm and the place was pretty crowed. As I looked for my room I saw a lot of guys with their doors open, some nice asses. I've been a bottom all my sex life but now, with the news that I'm newly poz and very detectable, I'm feeling the urge to fuck a hole and cream it with my toxic load. I wanted to fuck several holes and then carefully choose the hole where I was going to deposit my load. I wanted a young negative hole and to get one I played the top guy who always plays safe. There were two asses that interested me as I walked by their rooms, both with nice buttocks. I had taken a Viagra so I was hard as a rock. As soon as I walked into the first guy's room he asked me to close the door and immediately wanted me to fuck him bareback. I thought he was wither already poz or on PrEP, so I walked out the room. I found another nice ass, mid 20's who invited me into his room. When he tried to suck my cock, I stopped him and told him that I was always concerned about STDs to give him the idea that I was pretty safe. He told that he only sucked without a condom by always fucked safe. He was thinking of going on PrEP but that haven't yet. We started kissing and both of us getting really horny. As we rolled in bed my hard-on touched his hole and I noticed he liked it. I started to rim his hole and that made both even hornier. I told him that I would like to feel my cock in his moist hole but that I wouldn't cum but I when I started to fuck him I went over the edge and without saying a word, completely silent, I emptied my balls deep inside, grabbed my towel and keys and left. I went to my room, and took a long break before I was rested to be a cumhole myself at around midnight.

Spit works almost every time.

The following is based on a true story about me (ftm) and my trans man ex. Please enjoy. I met “Doug” as one does, on the apps. He was meant to be a one off, so I didn’t care that I was 32 and he was 20. I just needed dick in my ass. And Doug came over to give it to me. I should preface by saying that we are both trans men. While we are both on testosterone, he had not had any surgeries, whereas I had had top surgery and had a flat chest. We were one of those “boyfriends or brothers” couples, short, chubby, dark hair, light skin, with lots of body and facial hair. We dated briefly, but it didn’t work, partly because he had represented himself as verse when he was was really a bottom, like me. Although he exclusively topped me, with his 9” silicone dick. We dated monogamously for seven months before we broke up, but stayed friends. The real reason we broke up is that he’s a cheating slut who couldn’t keep his legs shut. I am ashamed to admit that when he first cheated on me he, I bought him the Plan B. That’s right, not only was he taking raw cock, he was doing it without birth control! Despite a lot of discussion, including him recounting a few details of the sex; shower, no condom, bottomed for a cis dude, the one thing I told him not to do, never discussed status. I was devastated, obviously this man, who Doug referred to a “insignificant dick” was just too tempting. I decided I couldn’t trust him so we broke up and remained friends, including me encouraging him to take the pill, get on PreP, and Doxy, like me. I was still very into his cute, cub body, so we even started trying to set up threesomes. The first one, I arranged, and it went well, but Doug was a size queen and I let him choose the next dick. One day he set up a threesome with me and someone he had met before, a few times. I felt uneasy about it, so I wanted to talk to the guy first. Apparently, Doug talked to the guy first because a blank profile hit me up on Grindr letting me know he was down. He told me what he had done when he last fucked Doug and I slowly put two and two together. This was the man Doug cheated on me with while we were together! And he expected me to unknowingly have a threesome with him?! I was shocked. Betrayed. I felt heat rising in my chest as I stared at the phone. Did he know? Did he know he was “the other man”? I carefully brought it up, eventually point blank saying “he cheated on me with you while we were dating”. Danny, as I learned he was called, apologized and said he didn’t know. That he wished he could make it up to me. I stared at his blank profile, titled “suck me, 32”. “I mean, you’ve fucked Doug a couple times, your cock must be pretty good…” He laughed. “You wanna try it?” “I mean, I’m not one to turn down a good time.” I joked back. “Do you take it raw like your trans bf?” He asked. I bit my lip. “Sometimes. Are you neg?” I asked, as his profile was blank. Unlike Doug, I did discuss status. “You’re on Prep.” He answered, after a brief pause. Obviously he had checked my profile. “So…no?” I pressed, my heart dropping. Had Doug taken a poz load in his trans pussy? “Nah.” He shot back. I thought for a moment. Doug had uncaringly been taking raw poz loads and he was trying to get me to take them too! I quickly formed a plan. I had to do it. I had to ask the man Doug had thrown away our relationship if he knew that Doug was not on birth control. He said he didn’t care, he hadn’t cum in his pussy anyway. I asked if he cared if Doug was on Prep. He aid it wasn’t his problem. Finally I asked if he wanted to help me get revenge and knock up a couple trans guys. We agreed that we could all meet in two weeks. I immediately got to work. Not only did I agree to the threesome, I gave Doug new health supplements: Charcoal and fiber. I told him to take them in the morning (whith his Prep and birth control), not telling him that the supplements would absorb the meds, rendering them useless. I stopped taking Prep and birth control as well. After a few weeks, I was sure both preventatives were completely out of our systems and I invited Danny over. He was positively thrilled. Doug and I shared a cigarette as we waited for “insignificant dick” to arrive. I was buzzing with the excitement at what I was about to do, and Doug was excited to get railed again. As soon as the stocky Latino walked in, he pulled off his shirt and smirked down at us (I was 5’1” and Doug was 4’11”, whereas Danny easily stood 5’9”). “I heard there were a couple pussy boys looking for cock.” Doug fell to his knees and started kissing Danny’s crotch, I followed suit, ripping off my shirt to reveal my flat post-op chest. I opened Danny’s jeans to release a hardening uncut, fat cock, at least an 1.5” across and 6” long already. Oh. No wonder Doug cheated. I took the secretly poz head into my mouth and started to suck and bob my head up and down while Doug attended to Danny’s trimmed balls. I felt a strong hand on the back of my head and looked over to see Danny pushing Doug’s to his balls as well. “Goood boys…” he moaned in a voice much deeper than Doug’s or my own. “Bed.” He grunted. Doug led the way, removing his pants and boxers before getting back on his knees and started jerking Danny off in his face, his small, girlish hands making the already large cock look massive. I dropped my pants and finished getting Danny out of his, he pulled apart his ass cheeks and I got in place behind him. My tongue swiftly twirled around his pucker before diving in with passion. Whereas Doug was against all things anal, I loved rimming, so it was a welcome treat to make the tall man moan and buck his hips, driving himself into Doug’s throat. My heart pounded as I served this strange man who had ruined my relationship. “Who’s first?” He grunted. Doug looked at me hopefully. “Him!” I said, as we both crawled up on the bed, side by side in doggystyle, our holes presented for pozzing. Although Doug was turned on, and his pussy was turned on, testosterone had made his pussy extra tight dry so I saw him flinch as Danny sheathed him in Doug’s whore cunt. He definitely tore something. After a minute or so, he pulled out and slid into my own cunt, his dick now lubed with my cheating ex’s fluids. He groaned in a way that told my my hole was better. I smugly ground my ass back on him. He switched again, making us moan as he dipped back and forth. “Gonna cum!” He groaned, deep in me. “Give it to him first!” I reminded him. Abruptly, his dick was out and buried back in Doug’s unprotected cunt. With a groan, I saw Danny’s balls draw up and throb as he fired off his first fertile, toxic load of the night deep in Doug’s 21 year old womb. He shoved Doug on to his back, pealing off the younger man’s shirt. I rarely saw Doug without a shirt as he hated his breasts. But there they were, exposed to the room. His d cups were hairy and out of place, I could see on his face that he was uncomfortable. But Danny had told me that when he fucked Doug, he had “submitted completely”, including letting him suck on his nipples. As one, we crawled up the bed and placed rough kisses on Doug’s neck, shoulders, and then we both attacked his tits. He squeaked an objection but I just nipped his mound and sucked harder, Danny groping and flicking the bud with his tongue. I slid my fingers into his cum soaked hole and scratched lightly at the walls of his canal. Soon, Doug was whimpering, I didn’t stop until Danny guided me between Doug’s plump thighs and held my face to the messy pussy. Doug didn’t like when I ate him out. I didn’t care. This was for me, not that cheating slut. Danny stood up and got behind me, lifting my hips so my back was arched. I wanted his dick in my ass, like any good faggot would, but this wasn’t about what I wanted either. This was about the plan. He quickly began thrusting balls deep into my boy hole. I groaned into Doug’s wet slit as Danny roughly worked on me, his heavy balls slapping my tdick as I sucked on Doug’s own swollen clit. I came hard, screaming into my ex’s pussy as his affair partner lost control, seeding my pussy deep. I collapsed next to the completely naked Doug and fingered my own cunt, scratching my insides to let the virus sink in. We were all sweaty and panting. “We should take a shower.” Doug suggested, so we all climbed in, with Danny in the middle, cramped under the hot spray. Just as I thought we were wrapping up, Doug fell to his knees again and started sucking the uncut, poz cock that was doing its utmost to breed us both. Danny turned Doug to the wall and bent his knees so he could get into the cub’s pussy from behind. I stuck my tongue back in the top’s tasty ass at the same moment that Doug’s pussy contracted and we made his cock explode and cum deep in Doug once more. We turned off the shower, toweled each other off, and fell onto the bed again. I smirked secretively at Danny. I lay on my back beside Doug, while Danny stood before us, his cock still hard. With a grunt, Danny shoved into my unlubed ass and railed me mercilessly, his thumbs finding both our oversized clit and rubbing until we simultaneously squirted across the sheets. His pace was uneven, his breathing rough, I needed his load in my ass, needed to show Doug how real faggots get fucked. “Cum in me!!” I howled, driving the Latino to fire off a fourth and final load. He pulled out, my mouth went to his dick, tasting a little blood, but not knowing who it came from. I sat back on my knees and smiled up at him, “thank you.” I expressed deeply. Doug wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and grabbed his shirt, quickly covering his bruised tits. “Yeah! That was hot!” His eyes twinkled. I held Doug in my arms on the bed, keeping him from pushing out Danny’s toxic loads, and we dozed as Danny let himself, never to contact either of us again. Not that he needed too. Two weeks later, Doug got the flu, a few days after that, so did I. Since we were both taking PreP, Doug didn’t think to get tested; I knew and went to a clinic, paying out of pocket to get tested under a fake name. It was positive. We were both over the flu within a few weeks, Doug’s conversion being a little harder, that’s what cheaters get. I relished in knowing I had pozzed my cheating boyfriend and myself, connecting us permanently. But the real excitement came another two weeks later when Doug started throwing up again, this time with no fever, but his big tits were sensitive and swollen. I waited for his next doctor appointment, subtly encouraging him to get a pregnancy test, just in case. It was positive, so, unsurprisingly, was his HIV test. Upon hearing his results, I went to my doctor and got tested as well, this time sharing that I too was poz, and, yes, six weeks pregnant as well! I held him as he cried hormonal, pregnancy tears, feeling like his young life was over. I rocked him, hiding my evil smile, as I promised that we would always be together, bound by one insignificant dick’s DNA.

Usually after a rim and a bit of spit I can get the first guy inside me. After he shoots his load inside me the second cock will slide in easily.

My ass makes plenty natural lube as I’m getting railed by cock. Usually just need a little bit of rimming and spit, once the first guys inside me, I get wet and loosen up nicely. Once he’s shot his load and the second cock slides in, my hole is slipping and you can hear the cum being churned and dripping down my balls sack.

I make it clear before hooking up that I only play raw. If they want to use condom I move on to the next guy. I refuse to get fucked with condom at this stage.

Love it when they call me daddy. Especially when i'm cumming in them

Chapter 4 – Insatiable! In Chapters 1 through 3, I tell about a night with my friend, Alex. He arranged an evening where I was just a hole for guys to use as they choose. I’ve been fisted deeply, including the last guy who pounded my ass with his fist like no one else ever has. There are five of us here now, all naked and spun. Still, one guy hasn’t been in my ass. I clicked the torch and started melting some crystals. When the smoke was swirling nicely in the bowl, I took a deep hit, then passed the pipe and torch on to “dad bod”. It was my goal to get him spun up so that he would be more uninhibited when he fisted me. I figured he’d be next since the others had already been inside me. They were welcome to return, but I wanted this guy’s hand next. He had smooth hands that were on the larger side and hairy forearms. We passed the pipe around and all imbibed. We also took this opportunity to rehydrate. It had been a while for me, and I appreciated the sports drinks that we were drinking. I also ate a banana since it seemed that this might be a long night. After a while, I got up and walked over to the sling. Before I settled in, I picked out one of Alex’s butt plugs. I lubed it up, got into the sling, set my feet in the stirrups and started to shove it into my ass. “Look at this pig. His hole is insatiable!” I just grinned as I set the plug in my ass and lay back in the sling. While it was lodged in my ass, I flexed my hole, allowing the guys to see it move back and forth in my ass. It was sexy knowing that four guys were watching me and admiring my ass. While it was fun, I wanted more. “Who’s next?” I asked. The guy with the dad bod walked over and started to lube up his hands and arms. I kept pulsing the plug in anticipation of the next guy who would use my ass. When he was ready, he sat on the stool and started playing with the plug. He spun it around and pulled it back and forth. He never pulled it out, but used it to see my hole stretched out around it. Even though this was fun, we both knew there was more to come. He pulled out the plug and put it on the table. Then, he placed his hand at my hole and gave it a small shove. His fingers entered, but he paused when his knuckles brushed my entrance. He twisted his hand around, distributing the lube on his hand to my ass. I appreciated that he ensured enough lube was there before shoving it in. He applied more lube to his hand and continued to smear it around my ass. When he pulled out and lubed up again, I hooked my feet around the bars of the sling. Now, when he entered up to his knuckles, I used my legs to pull him all the way into my ass. He looked up at me in surprise, and I released my feet, causing my body to swing back, and his hand came out. But now he knew I was ready. He slid his hand in just past his wrist. He paused there for a moment and flexed out his fingers, searching for the passage through my ass. Once satisfied that he’d found it, he spread more lube around his arm. Optimistically, I assumed this meant that he was going to go deep. And, did he ever go deep! He went slowly, creeping through my ass. He easily navigated through my second hole and worked his way into my colon. Of course, a guy this tall would have really long arms, and he had worked most of his forearm into my ass. He would use his fingers to explore the area, then push a little further in. It felt amazing, and I was, once again, a happy hole. He told me he was going to pull out, apply some more lube, and see how far up my ass he could go. I nodded my agreement and eagerly awaited his re-entrance. I glanced over at the other guys, who were watching us and playing with each other. Alex was getting fisted by the first guy who arrived, and the other guy was stroking his hardening cock as he watched. Before my guy entered again, I took a few hits of poppers. They’d probably wear off by the time he was really far into me, but the ride while he slid through would be intense. Once I put the poppers down, he started to work his way through my ass. He knew that the poppers were making me an ass slut, so he went in quickly until he was past his wrist. Then he paused, twisting his hand and flexing out his fingers. I looked down at him and nodded, and he began to move deeper into me. He pushed through easily until he hit my inner hole. There, he probed around a bit until he found his passage. Once found, he expertly slid his whole hand through it. This guy had his entire hand in my colon, and he still wasn’t in up to his elbow! I tried to relax and push out to help him move through, but my body was too consumed by the hand in my colon and the arm in my inner curve. My ass was his to do with as he wanted, so I lay back and let it happen. The feeling was amazingly intense as he worked his hand through my body. I looked down and could see the ridges of his knuckles bulging out through my belly fur. It was so fucking hot, and I wanted him to go as deep as he could. I was watching him, impressed by the intensity on his face as he plowed my deepest recesses. “Fuck me!”, he said. “Reach down and feel this.” I reached down and could feel the crook of his elbow resting right at my hole. He had his entire forearm inside me. It was astounding, but the bend forward necessary for me to feel his arm was uncomfortable for me, so I lay back down. He looked up at me with what can only be described as glee on his face. “Only a few guys have taken me this deep”, he commented. I was honored to be one of the few and told him to do whatever he wanted with my ass. I was putty in his hands. I looked over and realized all the other guys were watching us now. The shorter one walked over to the sling, his hard cock leading the way. He put it near my head, and I leaned over to lick it. “When he’s done with your ass, I’m gonna fuck you so hard”, he growled at me. Of course, that sounded great to me. Meanwhile, the guy in my ass was just making tiny movements, mostly back and forth to stroke the inner walls of my colon. The sensations were overwhelming for me, and I threw my head back in ecstasy. I realized that I had been making animal sounds and now groaned in pleasure as I took in the aroma of my pits. It was all mind-boggling. My guy tapped me on the leg with his other hand. “I’m gonna pull out now”, he cautioned me. I nodded my agreement, and he began his extraction. Fuck, this was wild too. He moved steadily but not too quickly. He knew that here was probably some suction built up in my ass since he was so deep and didn’t want to cause any problems. I, of course, appreciated his consideration. As he was pulling out, the other guy moved down and added some lube to his cock. It was of average length but quite thick. I picked up the poppers and offered them to him as the other guy was moving out. He shook his head but told me to take a hit right when he was ready to enter. Dad bod pulled all the way out. He stroked and massaged my engorged ass and told me how exciting that was for him. I couldn’t even say how great it was for me, so I just kept nodding and grunting since I was past the point of normal expression. He stood up, and my top moved into position. He placed his cock at my hole and waited while I snorted some poppers. I looked at him and nodded my assent, so he slid his thick dick into my ass. “Fuck, it’s like a tunnel in there. It’s all warm and slippery!” After the fisting that I had taken, his cock didn’t fill my hole completely, but I knew that it would adjust. He started a steady pace, thrusting his cock into my ass until his balls were slapping my ass. My ass quickly adjusted to his thickness, and I used my ass muscles to clench his cock. Release my muscles as he slid in, clench them as he pulled back. We were a good pairing. He liked what I was doing with my ass, and I enjoyed what he was doing with his cock. He asked for poppers, and one of the other guys handed him an open bottle. He gazed directly at me as he inhaled the fumes. I assumed that he would go animalistic on my ass when they hit. I was right. He handed the bottle over and threw his head back as the chemicals invaded his brain. With a growl, he started fucking me faster and with more urgency. Seeing this hot hairy stud pounding my ass, and enjoying every minute of it, was exciting to me and I was happy to be his bottom. Next, he thrust his cock as deep as it could go in my ass and bent forward over my body. His hairy chest rubbed against my cock and massaged it as he lay there. I knew that he would be cumming and soon felt the sweet liquid of his load. He dumped a massive load in me, then just stayed where he was, with his cock in my ass and his chest resting lightly on my cock and belly. He slowly stood up. Shaking his head in wonder, he looked at me and said, “That was fucking intense!” I certainly agreed. The head of his cock popped out of my ass, but my hole stayed at a gape. He kindly picked up the butt plug from earlier and shoved it my ass, leaving his cum to marinate in my guts. Alex came back to the stool and started to play with the plug that was in my ass. He was moving it around and did a little back and forth, but the shape of the plug limited him on that front. Soon, he abandoned the plug and started to lube up the dildo with the knot in it again. Once the toy was lubed, he pulled out the plug and shoved the dildo in my ass. It slid in easily up to the knot, but it only took a small extra push to get the knot to slip in. I looked over and the guy who just bred me was eating the ass of the first guy. The other guy was playing with his cock and had a toy shoved up his ass too. Alex was having fun pulling the knot out and shoving it back in me. With all the work that my ass had taken, it was moving in and out easily. Then, the doorbell rang. Alex asked one of the other guys to take over with the toy, and dad bod came over so that Alex could answer the door. The guy playing with the toy in my ass looked up at me and said, “Hey, I’m Greg.” He pointed to the guy eating ass and said, “That’s Steve.” The guy who was getting his ass eaten looked up and said, “Dave.” I told them my name, too. Greg (since I now knew his name) was enjoying working over my ass with the toy. He seemed to be thrilled by how easily I accepted the knot. I told him he could keep playing with the toy or he could give me his fist again. He shoved the toy deep, told me to hold it in place, and lubed up his hands. When he was ready, he pulled out the toy and shoved his fist into my ass. This time, he was going faster and harder. I guess once he knew how deep he could go, he was determined to get there quickly. He navigated through my ass, made the turn and was soon in my colon. He paused, and I picked up the poppers again. One deep sniff, then a nod to Greg, and he was on his way. He was really working my ass over again. I was moaning and groaning as I writhed around on the sling. It was then that Alex came in with the next guy. I knew this guy from the gym. His name is Doug, and he is crazy sexy. Nice face, blue eyes, short beard, hairy chest, and a sweet cock and ass. I knew too that his ass was furry all over. It was like Alex knew what I liked! I often enjoyed seeing him nude at the gym, but had never approached him to play. “Damn, this is a hot scene”, he exclaimed when he came in. Greg was fisting me, and Dave was sitting on Steve’s face, getting his ass eaten. Doug looked excited to be there and told Alex he knew he had some catching up to do. We all decided to take a break while we got Doug spun up. So, Greg pulled out of my ass, unleashing a torrent of lube from my ass. He helped me up, and we walked over to the bed. It was crowded with six hairy guys, but we made it work. “Who wants a booty bump?” asked Alex. Well, that would work for me. Dave put a plug back in my ass after he bumped me since he thought it all might just flow out since I was open and full of lube. Steve and Greg each took one too. I got the pleasure of shoving a shard into Steve’s ass and it was just as hot and hairy as I expected it to be. I spent a little bit more time than necessary working the shard in and around his hole, with the hope that I’d be rimming him soon. We passed the pipe around, too, and everyone blew clouds and got more spun. It didn’t take long before Doug told me to climb back into the sling. I was happy to oblige since I had long fantasized about this sexy man playing in my ass. Once I was settled into the sling and my feet were in the stirrups, Doug lubed up his hands. When he sat down and took out the plug, he was surprised to see how much of a gape I had going. “No wonder you needed a plug to hold that T in your ass!” he exclaimed. “It’s all yours and you can use it however you want”, I told him. With an evil grin, he held up his fist and then moved it to my hole. He teased my ass a bit, rubbing his knuckles over my swollen lips and poking in as he passed over it. Then, it was time for him to go for it. He placed his fist at my gash and applied some forward pressure. I opened my ass for him and swallowed his fist, taking him in about halfway up his arm. He looked up in surprise, then knowingly smiled at me. Now he knew the kind of ass slut I was, and he was ready to use me. He pulled all the way out and suggested I take some poppers. I did a quick snort in both nostrils, then nodded my OK to him. Once again, he entered with a fist, twisting as he went in. But this time, he was going deeper than before. Seeing how deep Greg had been gave him an idea of how much my ass could take. He spent some time working his way through my ass, rubbing on the walls and finding the best path. With the poppers still in my brain, each movement was magnified, and I thoroughly enjoyed his probing. His fist was at my bend when he started to pull out. He came all the way out, squirted more lube on his hand and arm, and then entered with his hand folded in on itself. Doug was quickly at my second hole, and he used his fingers to locate the best way through it. He didn’t need to open it up since it was well opened and available from all the prior fisting. Once again, he grinned up at me as he realized how deep he could go into my ass. Doug had an interesting technique. With his hand deep in my colon, he started to shake his arm. The shuddering sensation was felt not only where his fingers were, but everywhere that his arm was touching my insides. The feeling was quite exhilarating, and I asked for a moment to take a hit of poppers. The poppers sent me over the edge. All I could see was that glowing purple eye and all I could focus on was what was happening in my ass. Doug amped up the vibrations; this time, my entire body shivered joyfully. My mind was blank, my body was only my ass, and my brain was completely unfocused. I looked down at Doug, and he was grinning ear to ear at the pleasure he was delivering. This was another totally extreme feeling. As the poppers wore off and my full awareness came back, I realized how deep in my ass Doug had his hand. Another guy had fisted me to his elbow. Pig that I am, I reached down and spread my ass open even more, letting Doug slip a little bit deeper into me. It felt so fucking amazing that my cock started to spew out a load of cum. I hadn’t been paying attention to the other guys, but they all came around when they saw me shoot my load. Alex and Dave were working my nipples, Greg was sucking my cum covered T dick, and I was working Steve’s cock in mouth. I was at the center of a sexy dream, having my body worked over, and sucking on a hot guy’s cock. Fuck, this was a great night! Dave decided that he needed to head out. Alex asked if the others needed to go anytime soon, and they all said they could stay longer. Greg asked if my ass could take it if they stayed and I assured them it could. Doug, who still had his hand in my ass, confirmed that statement. “I think he could go all weekend at this point!” Alex and Dave left so that Dave could shower, and then he left. Alex came back with more drinks and another smaller bottle. “Who’s up for some G?” he asked. Doug took his time withdrawing his arm from my ass. He knew we had some time while Alex was mixing the drinks, and he used it well. His actions were slow, with stops along the way to rub my innermost areas. He was a hell of a good top, and I hoped to be able to take his hand again. When he was out, Greg handed him the butt plug, saying that we shouldn’t let my gape close. Then, plugged and happy, they helped me out of the sling and over to the bed.

This story is one of my fantasies. Loved it, made my cock dripping!!

Location is most important. Nothing suburban which will draw the attention of neighbors. Urban apartment is best. Easy entry. No doorman or sign-in procedure. Door clearly and discreetly marked but nothing overtly 'gay'. Oval shaped glory hole - oriented top to bottom to allow different heights and the ball sack to come through. Sturdy wall, solid wood with handle bars. No rough edges nor weird metal protruding. ABS light levels. Two selections of porn on small screens playing and no welcome greeting. Unscented baby wipes and paper towels to clean-up.

I haven't used artificial lube in my hole for several years now, a little spit, precum and my hole lubes itself no matter the size of the cock. If I have even 1 load in me we can skip the spit.

This is a good example of why I think chasing is so hot. A bottom is willing to risk his health (or risk his life, or give his life... I guess it could change depending on the context) all for the cause of giving one top a few minutes of pleasure. All for one man who doesn't know the bottom's name and doesn't care, who he will likely never see again. In some cases, it might even be less than a few minutes. But what matters to the bottom is that he gets this man off, and he's proud that he's the one chosen to do it, no matter the consequences. I can't think of anything more submissive than that.

it would just take one load for me, my hole tends to self lubricate after some deep stimulation, most of the time, a bit of spit is all I need to start, once the cock is in, then it's all systems go.

Met a guy the other day, a hot married bisexual daddy type. Started with him fucking me then I fucked him for a while in a few positions. Whilst I was spooning him he suddenly told me he was going to cum very soon, to which I replied 'are you not going to cum in me?' With that he got up and pushed me onto my front, and with a quick few wanks of his cock shot some ohf his load on my hole and then shoved his cock in to unleash the rest. Very satisfying indeed!

Well, yall, I got a long one for you, so get comfy. I hooked up with a guy, he came in, had to sneak a little cause the house was awake, and we strip. He lays back on my bed and I start teasing him; I’m kissing his thighs, stomach, I even lick his balls. I had to take his hand off his dick and put it in the bed so he wouldn’t ruin my fun. He was 80% hard when I finally wrapped my lips around his head, so I barely got to play with his foreskin, I should have taken that into consideration. I decided to play around a little so instead of sucking and licking the head casually to warm him up I slowly bobbed down his cock. (My Fwb always twlls me to not be greedy, so tried to not rush so much as stay steady.) I dropped my mouth all the way down his cock until the tip of my tongue was toching hs balls and the spongy head of his dick was pressing past my gag reflex. The rest is sort of a blur, he was shivering and gasping and panting pretty much the whole time. I ate his ass a little and even got my fingers in him which was really cool, well, it was hot af actually, he was on fire. I finally told him I needed him in my ass. I pointed to the condoms, crawled up to the pillows on all fours, and grabbed the lube. It took a little effort and lube, I’m not sure if I don’t relax enough or what but guys tend to have to try to get it in at first. I was anticipating some sensitivity/tenderness as he pounded my tight hole, but in the moment, I only noticed the feeling of his heavy balls smashed against my smaller ones. I was not gentle. I say “I” because I controled the depth, I controled the pace, I fucked him. And he was very responsive, grunting and moaning as he humped against me, barely ever pulling back so much as grinding against me while he was balls deep. Since my balls do have feeling, I could feel him pressed to me. Once he slipped out and my hole sucked the condom off and he grabbed a new one. I loved making him gasp by tightening rhythmically around him. At one point I was holding my ass firm to him while he pounded me and I moaned that I wanted him to breed me and he asked if he could unwrap. I had scraped the sensitive skin inside my hole when I was using a bulb to clean, has even seen a little blood, but he sounded so turned on be the idea of fucking me raw that I wasn’t thinking of my vulnerable hole. The second condom came off and landed on the floor. It did feel really good to have the heat of his flesh on mine. I told him I wanted to feel his load in my ass and starting begging for it. I asked if I could touch my micro dick and he said ‘yes’ ( why wouldn’t he?) and I rubbed myself while he was in my ass, desperately grinding back and forth between the base of his cock and my own hand. I came close several times before I grabbed the toy, tbh, but I was starting to feel like tapping out so I was staying motivated. Finally he grabbed my hips and held still with his balks against my roughed up ass. He came deep inside with several strangled groans, each one emphasized by a tight thrusting of his hips. I begged him not to pull out and to put a plug in my ass to keep his seed in. He did, it was bliss. I quickly turned and started to clean him off with my mouth. He was super out of breath, a little dazed looking, very sweaty (we both were), so I asked him if he wanted to lay down. I stroked his chest for a second and asked if I could ride his leg for a minute while he recovered. He said “yeah, of course” and I straddled his thigh. I never used to feel comfortable being on top in any way and honestly, this is one of my favorite things to do because cum shoots out my dick and soaks his knee. But, when I got on top of him, his dick was right there and it wasn’t even fully soft, so I needed it back in my mouth. I tried to hump his leg and suck gently and slowly at the same time but eventually I gave up and just deepthroated him. I kept swallowing and closing my throat around the head of his cock as well as pulling back just enough to relieve pressure only to push back down. I wrapped my arms under his thighs and brushed my finger over his hole, his legs wrapped around my shoulders, I gagged a few times so his cock and balls were coated in drool. He kept balling his hands into fists at his sides and reaching behind his head, fidgeting as I worked on him. I climbed into his lap, straddling him, and rubbed my dick against the underside of his cock with it pressed against his stomach, I was so slippery down there from cumming, like, you don’t understand how absolutely soaked my blanket was; with him fully hard and me still down as f u c k, I asked if he wanted to fuck my ass again. He did. This time I told him to get on his knees and I backed up on him. I felt like a bitch in heat in desperate need of breeding. I pulled the plug and tightened up until he was pressed to my hole. It went in much easier this time. I will be honest, round two with cum as lube is the hottest feeling. It was just as, l’m not sure “rough” is the right word, but it wasn’t gentle. I had my arms locked as I pushed my ass back against him, taking every inch, every thrust. I squeezed around him keeping the friction at a max as he drug his dick in and out. I take offense at the terms “active” and “passive” because just because I’m taking dick does not mean I’m not an active participant. He lasted pretty long, frothing up the sperm in my ass and working it into my fresh tear. This time I didn’t feel him cum, but he made the same noise and when he pulled out he put the plug back in his own. He stood up, commenting that his knees hurt, mood, and I insisted “just let me clean you up”. I was back on my knees with his not soft cock in my throat again. I tried to restrain myself, keeping in mind that he was sensitive, but I still wound up asking if he wanted to fuck my throat when his hands found my short, sweat drenched hair. I was holding him in the back of my throat as I bounced my gag reflex against him, holding firmly to his ass and helping him fuck my face. I carefully pulled back and smiled evilly up at him. “If you wanna go again, you could just lay back and I’ll ride you.” He shook his head, panting, telling me had to get home and take care of his dogs. Which, I completely understand, but I totally almost got a third load out of him which would have been heaven. He said we definitely need to do it again. And idk, I think we actually might. We rattled the headboard, it was… I’m still a little out of breath, sweaty. I think I’m definitely a power bottom now. Like, I’m in control even if I’m the one taking dick. And my dick, holy fuck, my dick soaked the whole bed. I’m also happy to report that he did rub my dick a few times when I was sucking him. I’m not upset that I’m not getting oral, but I do feel like I’m shaving my balls for nothing. Still, I’m really, my dick is not my primary sex organ, my ass is. That said, I keep clenching around the vibrating plug that’s stirring his load still inside me and my dick is craving some attention, so I’m gonna get to that.

Had a guy message me on Sniffies last night. He was at a campground and said he was super horny. Shot me a pic of his cock and I shot him a pic of my ass dripping cum. In 10 minutes I was cleaned out and on my way. He has porn playing on his computer in his tent. It’s loud and making my cock drip. He is naked and ready when I get inside the tent. We start making out and then I proceed to suck his cock and balls until he tells me he is close. No way is he going to cum in my mouth, this load is for my hole. I assume the position and start to beg for his cock as I finger my well lubed man cunt. His head is spinning and he needs to release that big load. He starts to fuck me and it’s amazing! I keep my verbal teasing going, begging him to go harder and faster. His face is bright red and his cock is like steel. I hear him yell “take this fucking load, bitch!” And he screams at the top of his lungs. I am sure it scared animals away. He unleashed a torrent of hot, creamy nectar deep inside my rectum. I cleaned him off and then he wanted to snuggle. After about 30 minutes, he invites me to stay for dinner. What the hell, he’s cooking steaks. After dinner we fucked again. I got his number and I intend on seeing him again. As I got in my car, I thought to myself, he filled my stomach in more ways than one.

As we walked to Clint’s car I contemplated why I was doing this. I wasn’t gay, I loved women. But in truth none of them really loved me, my cock had always been too small to even penetrate most girls. When Clint had tongue fucked my ass it felt so good that I had to go with him and see what he would do. As we got into the car Clint leaned into his back seat and grabbed Gatorade bottle. “This’ll taste like shit but just keep drinking it, it’ll make cunting you a lot easier.” I just nodded and began gulping down the vile liquid quickly realizing it wasn’t Gatorade. Clint began driving and once we were on the road pulled his sweatpants down revealing his massive cock. He nodded down to it while I stared. After a second he grabbed the back of my head and slammed it onto his 9 inch, beer can thick cock. “First lesson faggot, when an alpha male like me presents his cock to you, you get it in one of your hole asap, do you understand faggot” he screamed as he thrusted into my tight throat. I was trying my hardest not to throw up, when everything began feeling lighter am I felt my throat loosen up. Not only did my throat loosen but I began to enjoy having my throat fucked. After fucking my throat for 20ish minutes we pulled up to Clint’s house. “Take your clothes off, they aren’t coming in the house” he said, surprisingly I complied without even thinking about it even though I had always hated being naked. As I followed Clint to his door I began to realize that I was butt naked for the entire neighborhood to see, and I didn’t care. Once inside Clint showed me to the couch and put a pipe and lighter in my hand. “You’ve smoked weed before right” he asked and I nodded in response “ good it’s kinda like that breath out fill your lungs with the smoke then hold it, now finish that pipe while I go get some things ready.” As I began smoking the mystery drug I felt a rush of energy and a burning sensation through my body. I began to rub my cock after I finished the pipe but as I got close to cuming I felt a hard kick in my side and fell the the ground. “Your never touching that tiny fag cock again boy!” Clint screamed as he grabbed me by the hair “you’re my faggot now, I’ve spent over a year making you into the perfect muscle cuck for me and you’re gonna do what I fucking say” he screamed as he locked a small chain around my neck He then put something over my cock and locked it “there now you won’t be tempted into thinking you’re a man” “Now before your mind is totally gone im going to ask you something and if you say no you can leave right now ok” I nodded as I rubbed up against his leg loving the pressure on my locked cock. “ I have hiv and if I fuck you your going to get it too, once I cum in you your mine for the rest of your life not just in the sense of carrying my disease, but I will actually own you, you’ll spend the rest of your life kept high and full of my cum never making another decision again. “Do you want that boy” “Yes sir please I need you to use my ass again I need it please please please I’ll be your slave and let you do whatever you want I just need my hole filled now” “Atta boy” Clint said

After what might’ve been the best pump of my life I went to the water fountain with Clint when I realized it was 530. “ holy fuck we’ve been here for five and a half hours” I said “Yeah I didn’t stop you because you were doing great and I figured time wasn’t an issue” Clint replied “Fuck it is tonight I have a date at 6” “Damn do you have time to go home and shower you are drenched in sweat after all” “No its ten minutes away but my house is twenty” “Well looks like you’ll have to shower here with the real men, Timmy boy” Clint teased. I had never used the gym showers because I was always nervous about my small cock being seen. Clint had been poking fun at me for going home to shower for months now. “ I guess I have no choice” I replied dejected “No you do not, now follow my lead” Clint made his way into the locker room and I followed. I had always hated locker rooms since I middle school when I started noticing everyone else’s cock got bigger but mine stayed the same. Once we got to the lockers Clint began striping, saying “C’mon strip you ain’t gonna shower with your clothes on” I began to tentatively take my clothes off as I looked over a Clint’s large tattooed frame. He was wearing only a jock strap that seemed to be filled to the brim. When he took that off his 7 inches soft cock and massive balls fell out. I felt blood rush to my cock as I took of my briefs revealing my tiny cock. “Atta boy now lets hit the shower” Clint said as he wrapped his muscled arm around me, pulling me towards his smelly pit. As we entered the shower room I saw there were no stalls only a row of shower heads along the wall with small racks of soap. I took a shower head by the end and Clint took the one right to my right. As we began lathering I could not take my eyes off Clint’s massive cock. “ you wanna suck it faggot” Clint asked shocking me “Huh” “ I said do you want to suck my cock faggot, you’ve been staring at it since I took my jock off” “ uh I don’t-“ “Uh uh, shut the fuck up and get on your knees before I force you down” Clint said putting his massive bear claw on my shoulder and pressing me to my knees. Once on my knees I could smell the reek of his bush which instinctively made me breathe out of my mouth, which was clearly a mistake as Clint stuck his cock in my open mouth. “Now Timmy be a good boy and don’t bite, if you do I’ll have to break your fucking jaw and ruin that pretty face” he said as he spit straight into my eye. He pushed me toward the wall then began violently piston fucking my throat. I thought he was gonna break my skull open but he just kept pounding. “Oh yeah boy I’m gonna cum, you want me to fill you up don’t you, you don’t want me wasting my potent seed, you want it in your guts I can tell” he said before bottoming out and shooting a load straight down my throat. As he stood there he pulled out slightly before saying “Oh looks like I gotta piss, you’ll be god and drink it won’t you Timmy” he looked down at me shaking my head before I felt his warm acidic stream in my mouth “Swallow it all faggot, you don’t want to disappoint me” he said and I was surprised to agree and swallowed his huge flow down “Ah now how’d you like that Tim” he said pulling me up as I stared shell shocked “Hmm looks like you need a little something yourself” “Are you gonna suck me” I asked “HA that tiny thing, no fucking way” he said slapping my tiny balls almost forcing me to the ground “ face the wall now” Clint bent down behind me as I felt his hand begin to spread my cheeks. Before I knew what was happening his tongue was in my hole. It felt electric and I began moaning like a porn actress. I had never felt anything this good as he kept driving his tongue into me. After less than a minute the most intense orgasm came over me and I shot my load onto the wall before falling into it. “Tasty, I always love eating a virgin hole” Clint said standing “ you ok bud we should probably get going we’ve been in here a while” he said helping me up As we got dressed Clint looked at me and said “so you’re coming home with me right tim” “I’d love to” I replied eagerly

I showered and cleaned up the sauan. It was pretty quiet the Bill called me over. "I've got an errand for you, since its quiet." He said. "Get dressed" I put on some clothes and went to the reception desk where he handed me a package with the name of a local hospital on it. He gave me an address and said "take this over and give it to Mick - its his meds which he forgot to pick up from the clinic." "I's a basement flat. He lives there with some other guys who are all poz, though not all on meds." I felt my heart skip a beat and he gave me a filthy smile. "They're pretty far gone, most of them and they don't have the cash to visit the sauna often. I told them you're coming over. It's up to you whether you want to stay for while." Then he raised an eyebrow and I knew what he meant. Did I want to stay and have sex with these men. I took the package. The flat was about 20 minutes walk away in a run down area of old victorian buildings. I went down some steps and knocked on a peeling fron door with carboard in the window and an overflowing rubbish bin next to it. I knocked, and the door opened to reveal a dark hallway with an overwhelming smell of body odour, cigarette smoke and the tang of poppers. The man in the doorway was fat, short, balding and dresed in a stained threadbare dressing gown. "Wotcher want?" He growled looking me up and down. "I...I'm Timmy." I said, recoling from the smell and his grubby appearance. "I've got something for Mick." He smiled revealing stained teeth and the tongue which licked his lips was furred yellow/green. "Oh, right. Heard about you. Come in." He turned and I followed him into the hall way. "Mick ain't here, but you can leave his stuff." He scratched under the robe which gaped open to reveal a flabby belly and masses of hair around a heavy cock. I swallowed, feeling repelled as he scratched busily in his groin, but I was also excited especially as the strong smell of poppers made my head swim. I put the package on the floor and stood awkwardly. "Come and meet the others." He said, noticing my glance at his dangling cock. "Bill said you was a good boy, real friendly like." and he leered at me and laughed. Before I could speak, he led me down the hall and into a small sitting room, dimly lit by a small window high up on the wall. It was smokey and smelled of sweat and worse. There were two sofas on which sat five or six men, all old and all looking like they needed a bath. Several were just wearing singlets and underpants. Others were smoking and they were watching porn on an old TV as they passed a bottle of poppers around. It was really hot and I felt sweat trickling in my armpits. "Well. aintcha gonna sit down?" I squeezed on to a sofa between two old trolls who were watching the TV and sniffing poppers. They ignored me as did the guy who had let me in. I was wondering what to do when the man next to me, dressed only in his underwear said "Fuck, this porn has got me on the go!" He pulled his undepants down and a thick, swollen cock slapped against his hairy belly. It was slimey with pre-cum and I noticed what looked like blisters under the head. "I could do with a fuck!" Suddenly, the other man's boney fingers were on my belt, undoing it and unzipping my fly. "Know what you mean, Fred. I could do with some arse around my cock." As they spoke, they dragged my trousers off, followed by my underpants. The man who'd let me in came over with a filthy tube of lube. "So when's your next clinic appointment Fred?" He said as they pulled me round so I was kneeling on the sofa. "Next week" They spread my arse roughly apart and I felt cool lube being rubbed into my anus. "I guess I'll have to go on meds soon." I heard Fred say as he got heavily off the sofa. "Viral load's through the roof." He got behind me, and I felt his cock against my arsehole. What was I doing? This was a disgusting old man, in a filthy flat, about to put his diseased cock in me without even caring who I was, that I was just an upraised arse and a hole to fill. The man who'd let me in, who I later found out was called Paul, matter of factly pushed some poppers under my nose and as the chemical washed through me, Freds thick, diseased cock slid wetly up into my rectum. In front of me, Paul's robe was open and he was scratching his groin and complaining about it, even as he offered me his swelling cock to suck as Fred fucked me in long, slow, delicious strokes. I was lost. I couldn't resist as the poppers and the thick cock in me made me gasp with pleasure. "Oh yeah!" said Paul. "Fill it up, Fred. Let some others have a go!" Fred was grunting and thrusting hard and I realised he was about to come in me. I felt a moment's fear, a moments regret, and then he gave a pig-like grunt, pushed against me, and I felt his cock throbbing as he spurted into me. When he finished he gave a sigh. "That were good!" He said, sliding his softening cock out of me. A drool of cum slithered over my balls and he scooped it up with his finger and pushed it back in. I stood up, my cheeks flushed with shame and looked across the room. Two men were on the other sofa, one pale and gaunt, the other wizzened with sores around his mouth. They had pushed their clothes down and were jacking their erections as they chatted about someting. Paul grabbed my arm and led me over. "Any one want some tea?" He said. As he spoke, he turned me round and I felt hands on my hips pulling me down on to another cock. It slid easily up me through the spunk and the lube until I was sitting on the old man's lap, impaled on his cock. "Two sugars in mine." I heard him say behind me and then he started to thrust up into me and empty his sperm with the rest...

He started to slide his cock deliciously in and out of me, taking his time as he enjoyed the feel of my cummy arsehole around his cock. "Mmmm....darling!" he gasped. " you have a sexy pussy!" The other man got off the sofa and headed out. "See you two lovebirds later!" He laughed. "Knock him up good, Terry!" Terry chuckled as the man left and whispered in my ear. " Is that what you want, baby? Do you want daddy's nasty sperm in you? Do you want my baby?" I was gasping with pleasure as I knelt on the old sofa, arse up, being fucked by this sagging old man. But his cock felt so good, and I was so high with the sleaziiness of it, I could only nod my head and say "Yes...breed me!" He sighed happily. "Good boy!." Then he thrust faster in and out until his cock was like a rod of iron in me "Here it comes!" He gasped and I felt his cock throb and throb, knowing with each contraction his toxic sperm was spurting into me. After a few moments, he stopped moving and lay heavily on my back. I could feel his ribs and his heart pounding. "Oh yes...you're all wet with my spunk now. Let's give it a chance to take, shall we?" He lay on me like an old pig. It was quiet and still as the others had left, and I could hear the clock ticking and smell the body odour on the sofa back beneath my chin. Eventually, his cock softened to the point where my hole expelled it with a soft hiss and he got heavily to his feet and slapped my bum. "There you go, son. Hope you enjoyed getting pregnant with me. See you later" Then he was gone and I was alone in that filthy room, sperm dripping out of me, wondering what the hell I'd done. And yet, my cock was rock hard and I was as excited as I've ever been. There was a noise in the door way and the thin, veiny man called Arthur who'd used me to get off came in and gave a dirty laugh. "Fuckin' hell! Look at you!" He laughed as I got to my feet, erection standing out with a drool of pre-cum hanging from the tip. "Bet you didn't expect this, did yer? Bet you didn't plan to go home well and truly pozzed?" I shook my head and blushed, "I'm so ashamed of myself, I shouldn't have done it" I said. But my hard-on showed a different story and he just leered at me "I think you knew what you were doing. You're just a filthy bastard like the rest of us." He turned, knelt on the sofa and spread his sagging, wrinkled buttocks revealing a puffy, slack brown hole glistening with lube. "C'mon," He said. "Give me your last neg load. This is what your arse is going to look like one day" He wriggled it obscenely at me. I couldn't resist. My heart was pounding and I knew now what I was. I got behind him, pressed my cock into his puffy lips and slid up him as Bill appeared again with his rubbish bag to empty the bin. He watched me fucking the wasted old body for a minute or two, then came and slipped his hand under my buttocks and squeezed my balls and fingered my cock were it entered the slimey hole. "That's it" He said. " Don't be shy. Shoot up him like his wants." He suddenly thrust his forefinger into Arthur along side my cock and I gasped with pleasure, feeling the orgasm approaching "C...cumimg! I gasped "Ooh, lovely! I can feel it shooting around my finger" Arthur was laughing as he took my load "Git your fucking finger out you dirty sod!" Bill did what he was told and winked at me as he licked the cum and juices from his forefinger. "Nice. " He said. " Sweet. And your last neg load. I know they've all fucked you. Welcome to our little club!"

I discovered a sauna in a run-down part of town in walking distance from my office. The reviews said it was a bit sleazy and was a sauna for “men not twinks” which I found intriguing. So I headed off there one afternoon. The guy who let me in through the nondescript door in a side street was probably in his fifties, pudgy and wearing tee-shirt and shorts. He smiled as he charged me the entrance fee. “New here, aren’t you?” he asked. I nodded as he handed me my key. “Well, enjoy,” he remarked with a grin. It was pretty run-down and smelled a bit of damp. As I was getting undressed, a nude man appeared beside me. He was old and skinny with a paunch and he had a big cock hanging down with some foam around it where he had shaved his pubes. “That’s better,” he commented in a thick, phlegmy voice. adding "I like it smooth.” I said something neutral and stripped off my pants. “Nice tatts” he remarked, looking at the designs on my bottom and arms. “Thanks,” I answered. I wasn’t used to this kind of direct talk, and felt excited as I headed to the sauna. After a while, he came in and sat beside me. He wasn’t wearing a towel and his cock was semi-hard against his thigh. “Least it’s a bit warmer in here, eh? Bit cold outside. First time?” “Yes,” I replied. Nodding, he asked my name and followed-up with some general questions, his hand resting idly on my thigh as his fingers caressed my cock. I gasped, but he was quite nonchalant and talking about the weather as he stroked me to full erection. “Nice cock," he remarked, adding “You bottom or top?” His blunt question somewhat embarrassed me, but still I was able to answer "Well, bottom mostly.” His cock was erect now, thick and covered in veins. I also notice he had apparently at some point slid a cock ring around his tool. “Want to fuck?” I didn’t know what to say, but not wanting to appear naïve or nervous, I just shrugged and answered “Sure.” He levered himself off the bench and I followed his flaccid, wrinkled buttocks along the corridor (he hadn’t bothered with a towel) until we reached a room with a large, oval bed in the middle. Tossing a small bottle on the mattress he muttered “Poppers, if you want em.” There were some packets of lube on the side. He tore one open and rubbed it on his cock, then pushed me onto my knees commanding "Bend forward and rest your head on your arms.” When I was in position he asked rather incongruously, “So what do you think of the place, then?” “Not bad...”I started to reply, feeling this was a weird time to be starting a conversation, but then I felt his bare cock pushing into my arsehole. I gasped as I opened for him and after a brief struggle, the big head slid up me in a rush. "Don’t - don’t you want a …condom?” I asked. He was deep in me now and starting to thrust slowly in and out, making me sigh with pleasure, answering “Nah, I hate the things and haven’t used them since I was diagnosed. Here, take some poppers," handing me the bottle, even as my mind took in what he’d said: I was being fucked raw by a poz cock. I took a sniff and felt myself relax into it. He was sliding rhythmically in and out, all the time talking to me as if we were waiting for a bus or something. It was bizarre, and yet it seemed to distract me from worrying about what I was doing. Suddenly, the door opened and the pudgy guy from the front desk came in with a black bin-liner. “Don’t mind me!” he commented, adding “Seen it all before. Just emptying the bins.” He bustled around clearing up, when all the time I was kneeling there being fucked. “Nice bum,” he remarked, stroking his crotch. “Many in today, Bill?” asked the man fucking me, although in truth he was beginning to pant and his movements were getting more urgent. “Yeah, a few now, Sid. Mostly regulars." Sid gasped and said “Hang…hang on. I think I’m going to cum. Yep…here it cums!” With that his cock swelled and throbbed and I realised to my horror that he was filling me with spunk. “Nice,” he commented contentedly, stepping back one or two steps so his cock flopped out and a dollop of slimy cum slid down my balls. The other man, Bill, dropped his shorts and a stubby erection sprang up stiffly under his flabby belly. Before I even had time to react, he got behind me, steadied my bottom with one hand and thrust his cock into me with the other. It was so matter of fact, so nonchalant without even asking I just sagged in shock as he began to thrust eagerly in and out. “Put..put the kettle on….Sid," he gasped, explaining “I’ll make a cuppa when I’m done.” Bill nodded and left as Sid worked his way to orgasm. “Gah!” He gasped at last “ Fucking beautiful!” He pushed hard against me and came in me, stroking my thighs and panting happily as he spurted. “Phew! Nice one!” he remarked as he withdrew, giving my bottom a playful slap. “Want some tea?” He pulled some tissue from the dispenser on the wall and wiped his dripping cock before stepping into his shorts. I just nodded and followed him downstairs, numb with what had happened. There was a small patio with a table and two plastic chairs. Sid sat on one reading a paper. On the other was a pool of what looked like sperm. Sid saw me looking and said “Some dirty bastards in here, alright.” I suddenly felt helpless with the filthiness of it all, and yet the pure animal pleasure excited me. Slowly I lowered myself into the seat, feeling the anonymous spunk oozing between my buttocks and coating my hole. Sid looked up and said “You’re not poz, are you?” I shook my head. “How did you know?” He shrugged. “Something about your face upstairs, the shock when I said I had been diagnosed.” He turned back to his paper and lit a cigarette. “Anyway, better get used to it. Neither Bill nor I are on meds, so you’re probably pregnant already.”

I can't believe I'm here, and I can't believe I'm really doing this. I'm in a sling looking up at Sam's handsome face and sweaty torso. I close my eyes as he leans over and begins kissing me. Naked men with hard cocks are all around us, watching. Then I feel the head of Sam's big dick start to probe my ass, The guys cheer as Sam's poz cock slides all the way into my neg hole. It won't be long before Sam pozzes me with his toxic cum. I've got a huge hard-on as he starts fucking me. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ It was about six months ago that I saw my first pozzing porn video. At first I thought, what the fuck? I mean, bareback videos are one thing, but videos where guys are actually trying to infect each other with HIV? And these aren't just fake movies, these are real. But as I watched a guy with a biohazard tattoo above his crotch getting ready to shoot his load inside another guy's ass, my cock got hard. Real hard. And even before the guy in the movie came, I came. Wow what a turn-on! I got obsessed. I looked around the internet for anything to do with pozzing. There weren't many videos around, and most of those were low-quality, and obviously fake. But a few were pretty good, and I watched them over and over again. Great jackoff material! I found websites where guys posted about being bug chasers or gift givers. Most of the posts seemed like fantasies, but some of them rang true. It seemed there actually were guys out there who searched for negative men who wanted to become positive, and vice versa. I started to wonder if I wanted to become a bug chaser too. That's when I met Sam online. He posted about being HIV+ for the last 20 years, and how he would meet up with negative men who wanted to get pozzed. I reached out to him and set up a coffee date to talk about it. We met at a cafe in Melbourne's Fitzroy neighborhood. Sam was healthy looking and handsome, a bit younger than me with reddish hair that was turning silver. He was easygoing and loved chatting all about his gift-giving activities. Sam told me that he usually was on meds, but during the summer months he quit taking them. "My viral load goes up and I become infectious again," he said. "I spend the next few months fucking as many bug chasers as I can. When I go back on my meds, my viral load becomes undetectable." I asked him why guys wanted to be poz. "I think of it as a bond, a fraternity and a connection between hot, masculine, virile men. The confidence to embrace the intimacy and the slippery pleasures....I find that handsome and sexy. "I think giving and taking potent loads makes men feel more masculine and connected. Weird how just seeing guys unload in each other and thinking it might be a poz load is such a turn on for me. Muscles, hairy, solid builds, sweat and cum. Just looks and feels good. Enjoy it I say." Hearing Sam talk about it like that gave me a throbbing boner. Then he started describing some of his exploits and I got even more turned on. "I find it really hot having a poz boyfriend or buddy and us breeding guys together. I love gloryhole breeding. At a gloryhole it's usually pretty clear if a load is being offered and a guys is open for loads. Can get down to business and plant a poz load without too much waiting. "My first vacation trip to Europe with a buddy, planting potent loads was an amazing buzz. Beach dunes, fuck clubs and hotel hookups. "I sometimes visit a buddy in Bendigo and he arranges hookups for us to go and tag-team breed local guys. I enjoy doing that together. Say, would you like to join us sometime? I think we're going down there this weekend if you're free." "Oh, fuck yeah! You don't have to ask me twice," I answered. -To be continued-

I think Rio by far. San Paulo is a close second. I have been to Cartagena and didn't get the sexual vibe I found in Brazil. What I liked about Brazil is there were locations, like bathhouses, where all type of guys were available - the racial mix was from blonde with light eyes to dark, dark black. No matter your taste, you could find it in Brazil.

This cock belongs to a top in cologne ho fucks me at least one per week.

uhmmm just a piece of meat

Usually all 4s, ass up, face down. One time this stud had me on my back. This allowed his friend to get in a 69 position over me. Friend put his dick down my throat and hands on my inner thighs, using my face for full support of his body weight, forcing my legs wide open. Have a fist up my fuck chute while getting face fucked was crazy hot. Since my Top and his buddy were face to face, they were able to discuss my hole with each other and how it looked, which only turned my on more and allowed me to open more easily.

I started when I was 16 simply because I have always preferred true skin on skin and feel the cock pulse in the arse and load it, plus of course when you breed another guy, feel it pulse yourself, nothing like it unloading and being loaded raw.

I shifted uncomfortably on the bed, which squeaked unpleasantly. I was naked and the door was prevented from latching by a misused security bar. A man whose name I didn't know had agreed to meet me at the Roadway Inn, room 235 ("facing the back," I'd requested of the too-intent desk clerk). I agreed that I would be nude, on all fours on the bed, and with my asshole lubed up. He agreed that he would enter the room and immediately fuck me. We agreed that when he did this he would not wear a condom. ***** To date, I had not been fucked by a penis. I'd been married for 12 years and had a secret, fat 8" dildo I occasionally fucked my ass with balls deep. I mostly tried to focus my sexual energy on my wife. That worked for a while, but one Saturday she was out of town and I just snapped. It didn't feel like I made a decision. I just got in my car, rented a room at a shitty motel convenient to the highway, ran to the drugstore to get some supplies. I got ready and then took a picture of my hole I included in ads I posted on hookup sites and one of the rest of me I shared with guys who responded. ***** "parked brb" My heart started pounding. I was going to go through with this. It seemed to take forever, then the door opened a quarter and someone slipped inside. "Sorry, I got turned around." I kept staring at the crappy wallpaper in front of me. "Yeah no worries." He walked up and put his hand on my ass and then pushed his thump into my asshole. He smelled like smoke. He stepped back and untied and removed his shoes. Then he undid his belt and stepped out of jeans. He rubbed his cock against my hole and groaned quietly. I'd put a bottle of lube beside me on the bed and he used it, slopping a lot on his cock and my hole. He climbed on the bed behind me and pushed my ass lightly so I'd crawl forward. I felt his head against my hole then he was inside me. Somehow my toy hadn't prepared me for this at all. I gasped and grabbed at the pillows on the bed. He pumped my asshole. I could feel that he had buzzed pubes. He was heavyset and pulled me back against him as he fucked me. Feeling him pressed up against me was an odd sensation, I didn't know how to feel about it. But I loved how his penis felt, stretching my hole as he fucked me. It was way too intense. I wanted to ask him to slow down but I wanted to be a good cumslut more. He didn't last long, a couple of minutes at most. "Cum in me," I moaned as he buried himself. He thrust hard in me a few times and pressed me down against the mattress with all his weight. He stayed in me for another half minute and then withdrew. I grabbed the pillow in my face and caught my breath. In the bathroom he cleaned the cum and lube off himself with a wet rag. I rolled over and got a look at him for the first time. His cock was drooping but still big and fat. I felt sheepishly proud of successfully taking him in my ass. "I figured you were wasting my time, dude. But I guess you never know." "Haha yeah well I guess I decided to finally go through with it." "That's cool." He was washing his crotch with a warm washcloth. I got a good look at him for the first time.

Chapter 2 There was a silence for a moment that was probably a lot shorter than it felt. The large guy in the office was the one to break it. "This virgin is your son?" Could everyone tell I was a virgin? He looked back and forth from me to dad and I could see the realization in his face. When we were together it was hard not to see the resemblance. In just the couple weeks of the summer that had passed, strangers at the grocery store or in the elevator in his building would casually refer to dad as my dad, just assuming without asking. One woman said that dad looked like he had traveled from the future so he could spend time with his younger self. So for the office guy, things clicked pretty quickly and he turned to dad and said, "This is pretty twisted. Can I watch?" He broke out in laughter. I looked over at dad and he looked like he was frozen in shock not knowing how to respond to any of this. "Give me a break Freddy," Dad finally said. They knew each other by name? "Do you mind if I talk to my son for a minute? Can I bring him inside to my room?" Freddy shook his head. "You trying to get him in for free too? Gotta pay up." "I'm in just my towel Freddy. You know I'm good for it. Let me just talk to him." He looked back at me and motioned me over. I had no idea what to say. Things had taken such a crazy turn. I had thought through some scenarios as extreme as guys trying to kill me. Seeing my dad at a bath house where I was hoping to hook up for the first time was nowhere near being a possibility. That's when it hit me and I just blurted it out loud as it came to me. "Youre bi dad?" Before dad could respond, Freddy cut in. "Oh shit. Yeah go ahead. You two have a lot to talk about. Go through the door kid." There was a little humanity in his voice. "Like you tried to before you little shit." And then he had to make that last remark. He said it in a sneer but I followed his direction and this time walked through the door. It was much darker on this side of the door and even though I expected it, it still felt like a surprise. I held onto the door as I let my eyes adjust a little bit but then I heard dad again. "Coop. Come on. It's ok." I turned and saw dad bare chested and in a towel. I knew he was in shape. We both ran and we had a couple times in the past done 5-7 mile runs together to catch up. It killed the awkwardness of sitting one on one in a restaurant or something and trying to come up with things to say. But we weren't going on a run now and we werent even going to a restaurant. We were going to a room he rented in a bath house. I followed dad down the hall but in every way I had no idea where I was. We turned into a hallway and the first room we passed had a TV playing porn against one of the walls. There was no door and two guys were sitting across each other watching the porn and stroking. I only peeked my head in and then kept walking to keep up with dad. The next thing I noticed was a door that led to a sauna or steam room, I wasnt sure. We didnt stop so I didnt get a look at the sign. Dad turned a corner and this hall had a series of doors that I figured must have been the rooms. Some doors looked open but most doors were closed. This was the first sign of other people being around besides the TV room. I thought there would be more guys out in the hallways but there werent yet. When we passed the first open door, I looked in. The light was off in the room but from the hall light I could see someone laying in the bed stroking looking out I guess waiting for someone to come in or watch. As we approached the next open door, we could hear the sounds of sex. As we passed by, I saw two guys in the bed fucking doggie style. They were both facing the door and I made eye contact with the top. From what I could tell from the glimpse of him that I got, he was probably in his 30s and had a muscular torso with a sleeve tattoo. I almost wanted to stay and watch but I couldn't shake that I was here now with my dad. Awkward wasnt the word anymore. It was more than that and it was stopping me from exploring this place the way that I had thought I might be able to if I were alone. Dad just kept walking so I followed. He turned another corner down another hall of rooms. I started to feel like I was totally lost like if he left me there I wouldnt know how to get out. Finally, he stopped and went into his shoe to grab a key. When he got it, he stood back up and unlocked a room door. "This is my room." He opened the door and stepped inside. I followed him to the door but once he turned the light on, I saw how small it was. It fit a twin bed and a small table with a lamp on it. He sat down on the bed and noticed that I was still standing outside the door. "Come in. I think we should talk." I walked in and shut the door. Dad was seated on the bed. I just stood against the door not sure where to move. I became very aware of two things: how small the room was and how naked dad was. The towel around his waist was your typical gym towel which is to say that when he sat down his entire right thigh was exposed and more of him was at risk of becoming uncovered. "I guess there are things we have to talk about Coop. Do you wanna sit down?" I hesitated. "Do you mind if I just stand for now?" I was processing my feelings of embarrassment not just for me but for dad. "So is this your Thursday night poker game?" "Yeah about that Coop. I didnt want to get you mixed up in anything. Inviting guys over and all. I wasnt trying to keep anything from you. Really." "Its ok dad. You dont have to explain. Im just shocked I guess and to find out this way is just--" "Yeah" dad chuckled. "Does mom know?" "What? That I'm bi? Yeah. She knew from the start. She didnt think it was her place to tell you. She said when I was ready I could tell you. I guess I'm ready now." He chuckled again and thats when I realized it was his response to his nervousness. He didnt actually think anything was funny. "Does mom know that you're bi?" "Dad...I'm gay. I went out with those girls because I felt like I had to. Mom doesnt know yet. Just trying to find the right time." There was silence now. It was hard to know where to go from this point. "How did you find this place?" "Google." Dad laughed. "So you were looking for...what in particular?" I could feel my body getting clammy having to explain this to my dad. He could tell. "It's ok Coop. You found me here so there's no reason to be embarrassed." So I explained it to him. I was standing in a rented bath house room with my half naked dad telling him about high school and freshmen year in college and finally wanting...needing to be with a guy. Dad just listened quietly nodding. "I get all of that Coop. I'm sorry we havent spent a lot of time together the past few years so that we could know each other better and you would feel safe sharing those things with me." "Thanks dad." "For tonight, let me give you a couple of options so that we feel ok with how this turns out. If you are too weirded out by seeing your dad here, you can walk out now no questions asked. If you want to stay but you still feel weird about me being here, I can leave and I promise I wont be upset by that. Or we can both stay and just try not to get in each others way. Up to you kiddo." Dad laid the choices out really matter of fact but I felt for one of the first times that he was really caring for me in that moment. Looking out for me. And I wanted to give him a hug which I would have done if he was wearing more. "Actually dad. Since you seem to know this place and the people who work here, would you be ok with staying and showing me around and stuff?" I couldnt bring myself to look dad in the face. I was too afraid of the rejection. I had never come close to being this vulnerable with him before and just wasnt sure how he would take it. "I'd love that Coop." I looked up and the look in his eyes and face almost made me cry. "One thing you should know before I take you around though. You gotta put this on." He held up my towel. "You cant go around fully clothed. Youre gonna need to get naked and put this around you like me and then we can go." We looked at each other for a long beat. Dad and I had never seen each other naked before. This was the most I had seen of him and now I had to go fully naked in this small room. There was no escape now. I had to just suck it up. "Uh...ok" I pulled off my t-shirt and then my shorts and realized that dad did not look away. He was watching me get naked. This wasnt for him but for some reason, when only my boxer briefs were left, I made eye contact with him again and did not turn away as I pulled my last stitch of clothing off. I could feel my cock stir and for the first time since I got to the bath house I became aware of how horny I was. Seemingly at the same time we both sensed what was happening and I quickly grabbed my towel and wrapped it around me. "You ready Coop? You ok?" I nodded and didnt say anything and I think he could sense my nervousness. "Its ok. You dont have to stop anywhere or do anything. we can just take a circle around the place and come back to this room ok? No pressure. You gonna be ok? Im not gonna let anything happen to you...unless you see something you like." He smiled. I nodded again and as he stood up to move to the door, he pulled me into a hug. Our bare chests pressed against each other and as our towels met I could tell that dad was getting hard. Feeling that was getting me harder and I pulled out of the hug and turned to the door. I needed to walk this off.

I applaud all the men who are brave enough to discuss this sensitive topic and share their personal experiences. I only wish that I had similar stories to tell.

Allister Needed to do something so deviant that it could be called an abomination. He knew just what to do. When he embraced his new life he left his old one behind. He never spoke to his old family. He stopped caring about them. He has a mom, dad and brother. His brother's 18th birthday was yesterday. He decided to pay them a visit. Using the new power he was blessed with he created the illusion that he had his normal body and was fully clothed. He stepped outside of the compound for the first time in months. A car was waiting for him. He told his new MASTER what was going to happen and MASTER was pleased. So pleased that he made sure he had the power needed to finish the task. Allister knew he had a demonic strain of HIV in him and it had a HVL beyond anything science and medicine had scene. It was about to happen. He arrived at the house of his old life. When he got out of the car he simply went up to the door and walked in. His mom saw him first, she was excited to see him. Allister then dropped the cover and revealed his new body. Red, scaly skin, yellow eyes, snake like tongue. She was stunned. "Go away." he said to her. She grabbed her coat, went out the door and drove away. She would be back in a few hours and by then the deed would be finished. He saw his father and brother in the next room. They were also shocked to see him back and his new look. "Come with me, NOW!" They obeyed. They were in a trance. He led them to his parents bedroom. His dad and brother started to strip in front of him. They both had nice bodies. "Kiss each other like lovers." They complied. "You two are now going to be in lust with each other so much that after we are done the only ones you will fuck is you two. Unless I command it. Now on your knees and worship me." They did as commanded. They could not resist. "Good. You two are now mine forever." "Yes Master." They replied in unison. Allister waved his hands and the clothes the two were wearing burned off of them. "It is time." Allister had his brother lie naked on his dads bed. Allister had full control over them now. "Fuck your son's asshole." His dad smiled and crawled behind his son and forced his hard dick into that ass. The brother screamed in pain and pleasure. There was no lube but it still happened. Allister came behind his dad and fucked him hard. Allister was forcing himself onto his dad and was loving it. "I am infected with a demonic HIV strand. Each time I cum, and I will be cumming multiple times, the infection will go through me into you dad then it will enter your other son." Allister smiled revealing sharp teeth. "You two will both live for this from now on. In the short time you both will have left." Allister fucked his dad hard. Soon they were in perfect rhythm. "Here comes the first load." Allister shot a hot toxic load into his dad. He could see it going through him and infecting him until it went into his brother via his dad's load. This continued for hours. Allister did not stop and he made sure that these two were infected beyond return. No treatment would work, ever. When he was done he saw that his dad and brother, now his slaves, were still kissing. His work here done he left. The car was waiting for him and was driven to a new place. MASTER was waiting. "Here is your new compound. Soon I am going to send you your own servants to infect and to worship you." With that MASTER disappeared and Allister entered the home where he would start his own abominations.

It was a couple of weeks later when I came down with flu and had to take to my bed. At the same time, a sore appeared near my arsehole and I developed some blotches on my torso. I felt awful for a couple of days, but then it passed and I began to feel better. I was still in bed when I heard the doorbell and voices in the hall. I heard my mother say "He's upstairs if you want to say hello." There were footsteps on the stairs, and then the bedroom door opened and Bill from the sauna stood there grinning. "How are you?" He said, coming and sitting on the bed. "A bit better, thanks" I replied. He pulled down the top of the sheet and saw the blotches on my torso. "I heard you had the flu. Looks like you got something else as well." I tried to pull the sheet up, but he held it down and began to pinch my nipple whilst rubbing his crotch. "That's hot! " He laughed. "We've missed you at the sauna. " He pulled the bedclothes down and grinned again when he saw my erection. "Bloody hell, I need a fuck!" He sighed. "Turn over, theres a good lad" I rolled over onto my front as he unnzipped his trouses, opened the belt and slid them down over his thighs. His cock sprang up stiff and drooling with precum. He spread my buttocks and noticed the sore "Thought so!" He said, fingering my arse. "I want some of that!" He dug in his pocket for a crumpled tube of lube, spread some on a finger and rubbed it into my swollen hole. Then he got on top of me. The bed sank under his weight and I gasped as his cock slid up me until his cold belly was crushed against my backside. He sighed happily and began to thrust deliciously in and out. There were more footsteps, and my mother came in carrying a cup of tea. "Thought so!" She said. "You're a dirty sod Bill." He laughed and continued to fuck me as she put the tea down and sat on the bed beside us. "He should be back at work tomorrow, Bill. " She said, stroking my hair as she watched his flabby bottom going up and down. I still felt embarassed at being seen like this, despite all that had happened and buried my head in the pillow as Bill thrust urgently into me. "Ooff...that's good...ahh.."Gasped Bill. " The regulars....oohh..miss him. Hang on, I'm going to cum!" He grunted like a pig, shuddered and jerked on top of my, then grunted and I felt his cock throbbing as he spurted his cum up me. "Phew! That was good!" He said, getting heavily off me . His cock flopped out and I felt a drool of cum slide over my balls. "I'll have that tea now."

The door opened and the first thing which hit me was the smell of unwashed bodies. There was a mirror over the bed. I looked up to see a group of old, ragged men being ushered into the bedroom by grandad. Some of them gasped and others laughed showing blackened and broken teeth as they saw me lying naked on the bed. All shapes and sizes from skinny guys with cadaverous faces to grossly fat men with drooping bodies. I saw some lick their lips as grandad said " There you go, boys. Peachy little bum on him. Get stuck in and fill yer boots!" I squirmed with shame and fear as they started to strip off, waves of sweaty, pissy body odour washing over me as they removed their filthy clothes. Then the bed sagged as they climbed onto the mattress, eager fingers digging between my cheeks and feeling the lube on my hole. I turned my head and saw grandad standing watching, a filthy grin on his face as he released his cock and began to masturbate. Hands grabbed my head and turned it to face a stiff, drooling cock. I just had time to see the sores engulfing the fat, swollen head and then it was pushed into my mouth and I had no choice but to suck it. I was sobbing with shame, and then the cock withdrew and another took its place, the pee-hole red and inflamed and I smelt the gooey discharge oozing from the tip. I tried to avoid it, but strong fingers held my head and I couldn't stop that filthy cock sliding between my lips. Grandad had moved closer to get a better view. He caught my eye and gave me a wink. "Good lad," He whispered. " You know you want it, don't you?" It was true. Despite the horrible, diseased cock in my mouth, I felt a mounting excitement. My own cock was stiff beneath my belly, and I felt overwhelming lust at this descent into absolute depravity. The bed was now covered in naked bodies licking, probing, rubbing against me. "Turn him over," Grandad said. Eager hands pulled me onto my back and I looked up into a circle of faces like something from a medieval painting - broken teeth, sores, some bald, all unshaven and smelling of sweat and filth. Strong hands grasped my erection, and I watched aghast as an old man with a huge sore beneath his nose bent and began to suck me. "Oh...oh no..." I gasped with a last awareness of my corruption, but the mouth bobbing up and down felt so good. "Just do it," Said Grandad. "Give yourself up to your true nature.. " He nudged a fat, short old man who was kneeling on the bed rubbing a fat mushroom cock. "Why don't you sit on his face?" The man grinned, scooted around the bed and squatted over me. I looked up at his smooth arsehole, smelled the odour where he obviously hadn't wiped and felt terror as he lowered it onto my face. I couldn't escape. My face was engulfed between his cheeks and I heard grandad tell me to lick it. Could I? Could I really lick it? With a sob of surrender, I poked my tongue tentatively into his hole. I heard him grunt with pleasure. He reached under and spread his cheeks, sinking onto me and forcing my tongue up into his arsehole. I knew I was lost. My cock was stiff in the old man's grasp, my face was engulfed in filthy buttocks and my tongue was deep in a dirty hole and yet I was loving every minue of it. I felt my legs being pulled up and outward and then the first stab of a blunt, slimey cock pushing into my hole. I gasped even as I licked the man squatting over me, feeling the delicious smooth rush of the cock sliding into my arse. There was excitement in the air and if anything, the smell from the crowd increased with their excitement. The man levered himself off my face and got off the bed. Hands held my legs and pinned my wrists to the bed. I looked up into the face of the man fucking me, his eyes wicked with lust. "Open...open yer mouth.." He gasped as he thrust into me. I opened my mouth, and he hawked and released a drool of phlegm which fell onto my tongue. Then he kissed me. His breath was awful but I no longer cared. He pulled back and cackled. "Nice! I can taste arsehole on your lips!" "Hurry up!" Someone said. "Don't take all day!" The man in me nodded, worked his cock harder and then let out a long gasp of pleasure as his cock throbbed in me, releasing his sperm. He sagged back and pulled out. I caught a glimpse of his cock covered in sores and realised it was the man I had sucked, but then I was turned over onto hands and knees, arse upraised helplessly as someone else mounted me and I felt another cock slide into my cummy hole. Beside the bed, grandad had lowered his trousers and pants and was bent forward being sodomised by a thin, balding man with red blotches covering his skinny buttocks and upper legs. He grinned at me as he saw my surprise " How do you think I became poz..ooff...thats nice...I take it up the arse as well." He stood up and the man slipped out of his fat arse, his cock now wet with lube. "That's enough mate. " He said "You know the deal. When you want to come, fill his arse with it." I realised the man was probably syphilitic but what could I do? I had probably already caught their diseases by now and the thought of it was exciting and shameful. The man in me made way having already cum, and the thin man got behind me. Grandad came and lay next to me, pulling my head down and kissing me. "You want it? " He whispered. "He's poz and he's got the syph. Means you will definately get knocked up and infected." I kissed him back and felt his hand gently ruffle my hair. "Hold me.." I gasped. He smiled, held my hand and nodded to the man behind me. I felt his cock pressing into my hole and then it slid easily up me and he began to thrust. I was lost. Depraved. About to be infected and bred all at once. I knelt in surrender as Grandad stroked my hand and whispered in my ear. "Good lad. Good lad." The man didn't last long, he thrust two or three more times like a rabbit, then pushed himself against me and grunted loudly as he spurted . He held himself in me for a long moment, then slid his cock out and I felt his filthy cum drooling over my balls. My cock was so stiff it hurt as I slumped forward. Grandad kissed me again and I felt a body lay down beside us. I saw it was a fat old man with whiskers and wispy hair. He lay face down spreading his cheeks with his hands, and I could see his dirty arsehole was smeared with cum and lube and worse. "Go on, cum in him and you'll feel more relaxed. There's a long way to go yet!" With a gasp of excitement, I slid onto the old man's back, feeling his sweaty skin beneth me even as he spread his legs further and my cock nestled between his buttocks. Grandad leant over, grasped my cock and guided it into position. I slide down and into the old body, feeling his sloppy hole hot around my shaft, and then I was spurting and spurting and finally resigned to my fate...

My tea was ready for me when I got home. “How was your first day?” Asked my mother as I sat down to eat. “Alright,” I replied, blushing as I remembered being fucked and feeling my arsehole still wet and puffy from the pounding it had received. “That’s good.” She replied. She noted his blush and the excitement in his eyes. She was sure she was right – Timmy was gay and, if his face was to be believed, no longer a virgin. “You’ll be going back tomorrow, then?” She asked. I looked at her and returned her smile. “Oh yes.” The next day, I went to the Sauna and helped Bill clean up before the sauna opened. Bill was stripped down to singlet and shorts to clean the shower area and I saw he was covered with tattoo’s. In particular, there was a large biohazard symbol on Bill’s fat, hairy stomach with two scorpion’s either side. Bill saw me looking. “Like my tatt’s?” He said. “Yeah,” I said “but what does that symbol mean on your stomach?” “Don’tcha know what that means?” I shook my head. “It means I’m poz, mate. You might see a few more on the clientele.” I was surprised, and also slightly excited, and wracked my brains to remember if there had been tattoos on the men the previous day. Bill was rubbing his crotch and there was a sizeable bulge in his trousers. “Mind you, they don’t all have them. May be you got pregnant yesterday already!” And he laughed at my shocked expression. He also noticed me lick my lips unconsciously. Slowly, he unzipped his trousers. “Want to see my old, poz cock?” I stared, mesmerised, as Bill opened his trousers and levered out a fat, heavy cock with a thick mushroom head, slimey with pre-cum. I was trembling with fear and excitement and didn’t resist as Bill took my hand and placed it on the warm flesh which stiffened slowly until I was holding Bill’s erection. “Good lad,” said Bill. “Give it a rub, then” I began to wank the warm. Silky flesh, feeling my own erection in my pants, but feeling my arsehole throb and twitch even more strongly. Suddenly, Bill pulled me into his arms and kissed me on the mouth. I gasped as I felt a man’s lips on minefor the first time, and the wet tongue probing my mouth. I gasped with pleasure, almost swooning in Bill’s arms as the man’s hands went round to cup my buttocks, and my heart pounded in my chest. I couldn’t resist as the hands moved to myis belt, undid the buckle and slid them and myunderwear down to my knees. My cock sprang up against Bill’s belly, but the man ignored it. He sensed Timmy was almost there, almost ready for impregnation. He fumbled in his pocket, found the poppers and opened the brown bottle. He took a brief sniff to get him going, then stuck the bottle under my nose. “breathe,” He said. I took a deep sniff and felt the poppers explode in my head and a warmth which swept away my inhibitions. I began to snog Bill’s lips, gasping with pleasure, as Bill hurriedly pushed his own trousers and underwear down. It was time. “Do you want my cock?” He breathed into my ear. I barely heard, instead squeezing the heavy cock pressing against my belly. Bill chuckled to himself. There was an old sofa in the changing area. He lifted my t-shirt over his chubby torso, squeezing my flabby tits and nipples until I gasped with pleasure. It was definitely time to mate, he thought. He turned me around, bent me over the arm of the sofa, dug the tube of lube out of his pocket, and smeared it gently between my fat, upraised buttocks, dipping his finger in gently until I squealed with delight. Then he grasped his cock, and began to push the mushroom head into the delicate pink slit between my cheeks. I gasped with pain and began to wriggle. “Easy, just relax”, whispered Bill and pushed the poppers under my nose. He felt my quivering body sag in surrender, pushed forward and then the head burst in and his shaft followed in a delicious rush until he was balls deep in my backside. I couldn’t believe how good it felt as Bill began to thrust slowly in and out. My own erection had subsided, and my sole focus was on the sensation of Bill’s heavy cock sliding in and out. I felt Bill pull my arms back. “Hold it open!” He gasped, placing my hands on my buttocks and making me pull them apart so he could get deeper in. I was gasping with pleasure, wanting only to be fucked, and with a growing sense of wanting more – of wanting Bill’s tainted seed. I groaned, my eyes opened wide and my tongue flickered over dry lips as I knew Ie was going to let this man come in me.. Bill was gasping now, close to cumming and he sensed my acceptance of my fate. But I think he wanted to be sure. He leant over my chubby, sweating body and whispered in his ear. “I’m…I’m…gonna cum!” He gasped. “Gonna…ahh…gonna give you my baby’s. Is that what you want… want me to get you pregnant?” I could only arch my back and thrust against Bill’s belly. “Cum in me!” I sobbed. With a growl of pleasure Bill thrust into my chubby body, his cock swelling and throbbing as he shot his dirty load into my rectum, sensing with every spurt that he was impregnating the willing body beneath him. Finally he finished and slowly slid his cock out, closing the buttocks behind to prevent sperm leaking from my ravaged hole. “There you go, you’re fucked now.” He said, belching with pleasure and slapping my quivering buttocks. “I need to open up. Wipe your arse but don’t bother putting your clothes on. I’ve told the regulars you’re an added bonus for them. They can fuck you whenever they want. “ I stood up and nodded. Bill stroked my hair. “Let’s see how many babies we can give you, eh?”

At the top of the stairs was a short corridor and on the left was a TV room playing porn. I had, of course, looked at plenty of porn in the secrecy of my bedroom, but seeing naked guys having sex on a big screen was exciting. I was also quite shocked to see they weren't using condoms as the camera zoomed in on a thick cock ploughing a gaping arsehole. A very old man sat on a sofa watching the film. He was naked and playing with a large, thick cock. He stared at me as I came in and emptied the bin of tissues with shaking hands. My cock was hard in my shorts and I could see him looking at it. Then he licked his lips and winked at me, all the time stroking his erection. I left him there, and went next door on shaky legs. The door was closed, and I heard someone gasping and grunting and a voice saying "Yeah...fuck him... that's it. Do him good." I didn't know what to do, but I was supposed to empty the bins, so I opened the door and went in. There was a large, circular bed in the middle of the room. A small, plump old man was kneeling on the edge being fucked by a tall thin man with shaven pubes as the third man lay on his side on the bed stroking his head and feeding him his cock. "Fuck him." He said again. I was shocked, and excited and embarrassed all at the same time, and stood there stupidly with my plastic bag, not knowing what to do. The tall, thin man who was fucking smiled at me and said "Don't mind us...ooff that's nice...you must be new?" He was so nonchalant I said "Yes, I'm Timmy" In a voice thik with excitement. "Good to meet you. I'm Sid" He said. He drew his cock out of the arsehole and I saw it was glistening with lube and bare. "is it still raining outside?" He said. I couldn't believe he was so casual, carrying on a conversation about the weather as he barebacked the fat arse in front of him. I found myself standing next to him, watching, as the third man opened a brown bottle. Suddenly, the room was filled with an aroma which made my heart pound and my cock even stiffer in my shorts. "Not gong to University, then?" He said, his hand feeling down the back of my shorts and caressing my arse. "N..no." I said. What is this? I thought. But his voice was so calm, so seductive I began to relax and diddn't resist as he took my hand, lent back and got me to feel his cock where it entered the kneeling man. The third man sat up and swung round onto the edge of the bed. "Good to meet you." He said. "Has Bill put the kettle on yet?" As he spoke, he casually grasped my shorts and pulled them forward and down, releasing my cock which sprang up like a poker. "Oh very nice" He said matter of factly. And then he took it into his mouth and I felt myself being sucked for the first time. I gasped, even as Sid leant down, picked up a crumpled tube of lube and squeezed some on his finger. "Yeah,

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