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Sorry gents, as it often does life got in the way a bit. I circled back a couple days ago, and had to re-read this myself to get the brain rolling again. After a few false starts, happy to say new chapters are underway. Reid is definitely in for some hot and heavy adventures, and they're going to "cum" hot, fast, and heavy! +=========================+ As is the case when you're looking forward to something, time passes painfully slow. I tried to avoid thinking about our impending fuck fest, but every time I took a piss through the day, it hurt more and more. I began to wonder if I had hurt myself with the sounds, though I hadn't been any more aggressive than normal when massaging my prostate. I freshened up with another quick shower around 6, and when I hopped out I noticed Ryan had messaged me, asking if it would be okay if he and Drew brought yet another bud along. Apparently my ass must have had a growing reputation thanks to those two. I figured the old adage, "in for a penny, in for a pound," pretty much applied here, so I replied that they could bring him. About 30 minutes later there was the anticipated knock on the door, and this time I answered it with some clothing on. There stood Ryan and Drew, both as I remembered them, but along with them stood a third man who looked rough, and I mean the kind of rough where he looked like he needed to take better care of himself. He wasn't my ideal fuck type at all, but given the two he was with I knew I could focus on them and he would simply be there in the background in my mind. As had become the routine normally (except for this morning), we headed for the bedroom and once there everyone began to shuck clothes. Drew was already half-hard, with another off-color strand of precum hanging down from his piss slit. Ryan looked his normal self, not much muscle mass and those purple blotches across his chest, but my eyes quickly fixated on that cock of his, as his shaft began to expand and his oversized mushroom started to rise. I then looked over at their friend, who introduced himself as Dirk. Dirk was the same height as Drew, but couldn't have weighed more than 150 pounds. I could see his rib cage and his skin looked dry. My best guess put him in his 50s, though I couldn't have known he was a year younger than Ryan. He had the same purple blotches as Ryan and Drew all over his chest, abdomen, and upper legs. And there, between those legs, was a cock with a thickness just less than Drews, and a cock head just smaller than Ryan's. He combined the best of both cocks, and he was already erect and throbbing at a solid 9". He was cut, like Ryan, and I noticed a couple of the purple bruises on his cock as well. Ryan saw me looking over Dirk and quickly moved in and smothered me with a kiss as I felt Drew kneel behind me, spread my cheeks, and begin probing my ass with his tongue. I moaned into Ryan's mouth as his tongue began exploring the inside of my own mouth, and I closed my eyes and allowed the bliss to envelop me. I sensed Dirk moving around behind me and shortly after felt his two warm hands gently grip my shoulder and begin to massage my upper back. Fuck, he knew what he was doing. We must have been quick a pile of man-flesh there in the middle of my bedroom. Everyone seemed to be doing their part to hold me upright as each worked a part of my body; I was in heaven. I felt Drew pull his tongue away from my ass and he shifted himself around and swallowed Dirk whole, sloppily deep-throating him and coating his cock with his saliva. After a few minutes of this, I hear him stop and sensed him shift out of the way as Dirk came up behind me and positioned his cock at the entrance to my ass. He gave a few short mini-thrusts, and his head popped in on the fourth thrust. Drew's tongue had done excellent work opening me up. Dirk slowly sank himself fully into me and came to a halt pressed up against me. I could feel his ribs against my back, but only for a moment as he slowly withdrew and slid in again. He repeated this a few times before I felt him slam into me several times in rapid succession and roar in my ear as his warmth spread deep into my bowls. "Fuck that was nice, I needed to release that one," he muttered as he slowly softened and begin to pull his cock from my ass. "Plenty more where that came from, gotta make sure the job gets done." Drew chuckled and I felt him slide in behind me, and start fingering my hole. His finger kept moving deep into my hole, and I felt it begin to twist around inside. It felt a little rough, but Ryan had my lips locked and I couldn't say anything. For a minute or so Drew continued probing my hole with his thin finger, until he pulled out with a curious feel. He rose to his feet and stepped behind me and slowly began to press his precum-smothered head to my anal opening. He decided not to go slow, and as I felt the tip of his arrowhead part my lips he slammed forward and hilted himself balls-deep. I cried out into Ryan's mouth and my eyes teared up; his entry had been the most painful I'd experienced. Much like this morning's first fuck, he brutally pounded me from behind as I heard Dirk softly egg him on. "Yeah, work that seed in there. Really fuck him and load him deep, ruin that hole so it's never quite the same." I began to feel a little uneasy, but just then Ryan reached around and hugged me tight and for some reason I relaxed, despite the pistoning of Drew behind me. Having already cum twice today, it took him about 20 minutes to finally reach orgasm, and as he swelled and exploded deep in my ass, my hole felt like it was on fire. I realized he only cared about fucking me, and really nothing else, and a part of me felt sad at this fact. He held himself still, once again cursing at how much it hurt to cum, and after I felt his cock begin to ease its spasms, he went back to work slamming my ass for all it was worth. My hole had become loose and sloppy, I could hear the sloshing as Drew slammed around in there. His fourth load was forever in cumming, and after nearly a half-hour, he swelled inside me and pushed as deep as ever and rockets a few more ropes of his cum into my second hole. This time he held himself deep, shuddering and moaning, until he gradually softened and his cock fell out. He dropped to his knees and I felt him again slide his longest finger up inside me, twisting it around as deeply as he could. How I could still feel anything inside my hole was beyond me. After a couple minutes of work, my ass hurt in so many ways, and still I knew Ryan had not yet cum. His dick had been pinched between us and had softened somewhat, but as I felt it begin to achieve full bloat I knew I still had another several loads to take. He broke our kiss as my lips felt chapped from the constant workout, and he looked at me with a surprisingly tender glance and using his thumbs to wipe away the tears. He took my right hand and led me to the bed where he had me lay on my back and slowly pushed my legs up to my chest. His mushroom head found my hold and met no resistance; he slid balls deep. Drew and Dirk both joined us on the bed, as I felt a shiver run through my body. Both placed their hands on the back of each thigh closest to them and began gently kneading those muscles as Ryan began to withdraw and slide back in. His giant head always acted as a plunger, and this time was no different as his thrusts pushed Dirk's and Drew's loads deeper into me. He established a gentle rhythm, working my hole over in a way that I knew he understood how much I was hurting at the moment, but also in a way he could bring himself across the finish line as well. It didn't take him long, and after just a few short minutes his breath got ragged and his head swelled a bit painfully that deep in my ass and with one finally thrust I felt him break deep into my colon before loading me with one of his cum enemas. He held himself deep inside me, a bit uncomfortably so as I felt my abdomen begin to fill. After a couple minutes the feeling subsided and he returned to his gentle in-and-out. I noticed to my left Dirk was stroking himself back to full mast, and for the first time I felt a little repulsed by his look. He looked almost sickly, and I shivered again thinking I had allowed him to cum in me. Ryan needed a bit of time to work up to his second load, and after about 20 minutes he deposited another enema deep inside me. My bowels felt like they were swollen, as if someone had pissed inside me, and yet I apparently wasn't done. Ryan got a determined look on his face and suddenly began a rapid and almost Drew-like brutal thrusting deep into my hole. I could feel the cum sloshing around inside me from the suction, and I glanced down and noticed a bump moving around where my own slight definition of abs were located. I realized I was seeing Ryan's cock head pushing against my inner abdomen and I tensed up in a moment of panic. It took him 15 minutes of tearing my ass up to deposit a third and final load from him. He closed his eyes, avoiding meeting mine, and he sighed and with a slight grin withdrew his cock from my hole. It was streaked red with blood. I knew real damage had occurred inside my hole, and seeing his cock looking like that made me question everything we had done over the last two weeks or so. Dirk shifted himself between my legs with his now-again solid boner, and this sickly-looking man slide into my ass with barely any resistance. Covered in his purple bruises and skinny as he was, I closed my eyes and hoped he would finish quickly. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, FUUUUUUCCKK..." He hilted and came. He held himself in place as he spasmed, and I opened my eyes to find him staring into them. I felt cold, my body began to shiver. "You really have a great ass man. Ruined now, but amazing to have been inside it," he said as he shuddered, releasing his last drops of cum into me. Well maybe if you guys had gone a bit gentler, it wouldn't be so sloppy and ruined I thought. Dirk laughed first, and Ryan and Drew started almost immediately after him. "Kid, you really don't know how much we enjoyed that," he said chuckling. "But you probably need to get some rest now, you're looking a bit rough for the wear." I was feeling pretty exhausted, and my throat was dry. They dressed quickly and I walked them to the door, a stream of cum beginning to slide down my legs as I brought up the rear; my hole was unable to fully close, nor contain all the cum that had been deposited beyond its gates. I closed the door and made for the shower. The hot water felt good and I grabbed my largest butt plug and worked it in, stemming the flow of seed. I noticed the cum on the shower floor was pink, and as it flowed into the drain I knew my hole had been absolutely wrecked. I toweled off and slipped into bed. It wasn't too late yet, but I decided I was going to go for a run the next morning. I needed to get out and do something other than just offer up my ass. Yet as I drifted off to sleep, I kept thinking of Dirk and how rough he had looked. I needed to perhaps be a bit more selective of the guys I let fuck me, and I entered my dreams deciding I would take more care in the future.

I like to put my bottom on his back, spread his legs wide apart and hoist his feet back over his shoulders. That position presents his arsehole perfectly and I can get stuck in real deep and seed his guts, so deep that my load stays inside him.

After about 10 minutes, the doctor comes back into the room, and removes the headphones. Telling me, you’ve probably not been able to accept the “gift” from your partner because the virus really needs to get into your bloodstream. He tilts the table head up so I can see better, and takes out what looks like a test tube cleaning brush, but the spines are made of metal. He inserts it into my ass, twisting, turning, pumping in and out until it’s dripping with blood. Now that’s a more receptive hole he said. But we like to be thorough and make sure you get at least two entry points for the virus. He puts a rubber band around my upper arm, and cleans off one of my surface veins. The assistant brings over a portable intravenous stand. The doctor inserts an IV into my arm and connects a bag that’s got a slightly clear yet reddish colour. This is one of our special formulas for your conversation therapy. It’s a mixture of saline fluid to keep you hydrated, it also contains a healthy dose of Tina to keep you spun at the right level all the time, and half a litre of HIV infected blood. He then pulls out a small syringe and injects into the IV feed tube what I now know was a very strong dose of Tina. My head rolls back as the sudden rush hits me. I believe you’re ready for the first breeding room now. The doctor and assistant pull me off the table, and bringing the IV stand, I’m walked down the hall to the next room. More to come soon.

I had been playing with a Poz Top Daddy for a few months, hoping to get the gift, but nothing was taking. After we finished our last session, he sat me up and handed me a business card. This boy is the “Positive Outcomes Clinic”. If you really want to become Poz, book an appointment with them. I was for some reason really nervous when I called the clinic, but the receptionist on the phone was really friendly and helped to calm my fears. We discussed the booking process but said if you want to know our procedures, you’ll have to come in for free consultation. I took a leap of faith and booked for Friday afternoon. Friday afternoon came and I found the place in a nondescript office building on one of the upper floors. It was all professional looking, like a doctor’s office with a few chairs, reception desk, really looking like a medical clinic. The receptionist took my name and ushered me into one of the small consultation rooms where he gave me a fizzy, slightly bitter drink while I waited for the “doctor”. As I was sipping the drink the “doctor” came in and told me about the clinic was specifically setup for men who were serious about becoming Poz and were having difficulty doing so. The fee was almost $2,000, but the drink was starting to make me feel more relaxed. He gave me a credit card terminal and I swiped my card. He told me we can get started right away, I just needed to fill out some consent and health forms. Once the forms were filled out I was ushered to a larger examination room and was told to strip and lay down on a gynecological exam table and put my feet in the stirrups. The doctor took some bloodwork and began examining my body, especially my hole. He had his receptionist shave my ass. At this point I was really relaxed and to be honest, quite buzzed from the drink. The doctor explained that they regularly collect high viral load cum from selected members of the community. With that, he went to a small fridge and removed a syringe with about 200ml of white fluid. He explained this was Phase 1 of tonight and we go with a starter dose that also acts as lube for the rest of the procedures. With that, he inserted the syringe into my hole while the receptionist put my cock into a cage. The doctor then took a vial of white powder, dipped his finger into it and inserted it knuckle deep into my ass. This will burn for a bit, but it makes things so much easier for you. He left saying I’ll be back in a few minutes as put headphones over my ears playing club music and turned the lights to a deep dark red. Part 2 coming very soon

Last night... and again this morning, my FB just left and damn i feel so good. After 5 years now, i have over 1000 of His nuts in me and He definitely owns a piece of me. About a year ago, He morphed from Total Top to versatile Top. me fucking him is pretty standard now, but i have only cum in him once. He always wants to finish by fucking and penetrating me, He calls it "bitching" me, which i find hot. The way He touches and holds my waste and hips when He is pounding me totally possesses me. And, He is one of the only Guy's i can actually feel when He shoots. He rarely makes a sound or has a final deep thrust, i can actually feel His seed going into me, which i find amazing. Though i identify as total bottom, he's an exception for me because i realize he's still finding his identity, and i just love him in a way where it's not really a violation of who and how i am. i have found i can retain my sense of bottom by not having my own orgasm with him. my ideal is to share one orgasm with a Guy (His), and i have only ever had my own orgasm with Him once. He doesn't really seem to need or want me to have my own orgasm, and seems to get intuitively that i am sated by His orgasm inside of me, and He has bred me every single time we've been together, except once, He came in my mouth. i'm grateful for what i have with Him, and i suspect he feels similarly. Though he's really quiet, he is on the DL and always the one who initiates, and that happens 3-5 times a week now for five years.

Let’s see those XXL dildos and monster Toys!! I’ll start…

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Before HIV, there was the unfortunately named AYDS Diet Plan (no kidding)! RUFF Lessons: First Story here and I’m not going to ask you to be kind – It is not in my nature, please be brutal, especially if it pleases you. For that innocent reader, there are some life lessons of mine which I have diaried in the ‘Book of Dick’ which I have edited to toss out irrelevant data such as remove the top from 35 MM Film Canisters when you shove it up your virgin ass (BEFORE) you insert because (if) the top comes off you will have two fissures of slices as you try to remove the cap. Twinks today are unlikely to ever have one in their possession so – you know – jus sayin. That advice is moot, and so is most any advice unless it is collaborative or substantiated! So, first story here on Breeding Zone, I have lost a lot of precious bodily fluids wanking to Breeding Zone and while I have read and understand the rules, I know that truth is stranger than fiction and truths plus learned behavior and observation affect us in funny ways. I have also led a ping pong ball life of trial and error and despite being lucky I would have really benefitted by mentoring from a gay daddy early on but no such luck (sigh). However, also having a masochistic streak, I usually enjoy Hard Lessons (at least after the tears have dried). Nevertheless this is a work of friction. This a beginning. Perhaps not (the) beginning which started around Kindergarten when I learned the effect of silk on the thigh, or in elementary school where I was electrified by leather. But in a (Southern) Baptist community where spouses do not fuck standing up else someone might think they were dancing the need for caution was obvious. As I was looking to enter military service, The often drunk National Guard Recruiter missed an appointment, the Air Force was a weak consideration, my technical School Teacher in Advanced Electronics was miffed that I had looked into the Navy but for the Advanced Electronics Program, required an initial 6 year enlistment - (4 Yrs with an agreement to extend) which I declined: Being from Missouri, the Coast Guard was not even on the RADAR even though I now know they have to be proficient at multiple professions from the start of their career; No. I was a sucker for Marines! I did not stand a chance! My Recruiter took me for a ride in his Shelby Mustang, and his Gunny took me for a ride in his AC Cobra. I was Happily Doomed! Still, they did not screw me, and the military entrance processing at the time was brief. I was nervous as fuck at the Kansas City MEPS having carelessly smoked a joint a few weeks before, and nervous again if they were going to ask this cocksucker if he had ever sucked a cock of stuck his dick in an ass (m or f), it was still called sodomy in those days). (Guilty on Both Counts! (fortunately it never came up). I suppose worse still would have been a question of if I had ever longed for a cock up my ass. Fortunately the father knows best 'MEPS' Doc simply asked if I liked Girls which I replied yes, of course, A horny Teen will often use any available hole, but for me it had been cocksucking from early in my slutty hobby and Rosy Palm of late. Delayed Entry and IRR build up / prep prior to Boot Camp consisted of excitement, worry, anticipation, dread, joy, and back to excitement. On my Senior Trip to the Nations Capitol, while other Varsity Studs snuck away for some beer, I snuck away to the Leather Bar where the bouncer gave me the side eye (I now know he was cruising me but he also had a job to do). Still this was before 1985 and with a military ID – even one as insignificant as mine would get me in most places. In the dimly lit bar - I was a startled bird and chickened out after blowing a load in my BVDs. After a strenuous Summer of hiking Philmont, sucking dick at the Adult Bookstores three towns over, and a lot of caving & wanking, I went to MCRD San Diego for Marine Corps Boot Camp and there was little to no wanking. Yes, there was exhaustion, perhaps they did put salt peter in the food, yes, there was real mortal fear of being found out and prosecuted so I did my best to not fall behind and especially not to stand out (too far). Despite some surprises such as being told I qualified to be inserted into the Freshman Class of Cadets at Annapolis because of scores and my performance in Phase I and II of Boot Camp, I honestly stated that to succeed at the Naval Academy requires a lot of prep and I surprised my Platoon Commander by requesting the advice of my Senior Drill Instructor which surprised both of them. My query on his OK was to state that I am not a quitter, but I recognize that being ill prepared to jump into such a slot was a formulae for failure. I don’t know about other times, but my high score on the Edson Rifle Range at Pendleton as well as one other, I could see that I had impressed my Senior DI. There were other non-vocalized considerations but I made the right choice and it was not held against me. Despite all physical, chemical, and fear factors, morning wood appeared often with no real opportunity to rub one out. At Graduation, I was a tick ready to pop. Any chicken tendencies had been paved over with resolve and training but pressure was on! I was able to release my load(s) at my familiar adult bookstore but again I was a man who had never been fucked. Waves of horniness could only be partially subdued by wanking and trips to the ABS. After Christmas Break, I reported to NATTC Millington, the former home for Naval Aviation Maintenance Training where a new cautionary experience was to present itself. A student Marine was caught masturbating and it certainly did not help matters that his last name was ‘Bates’. For weeks you could hear the mocking hallway laughter with shouts akin to marko-polo except in this instance it was Master-Bates! Such cautionary considerations tempered my desperation but I was lucky in that NAS Milling was close enough for me to have driven there from my home of record. I became addicted to ABS’s, even the slightly vanilla ones in Tennessee and Missouri. The urge to get fucked was a heavy burden but there were other considerations. If a Marine got Gono or Syphilis on his tool, it was just an embarrassing trip to sick call. If a Navy Doc found it in his or her ass, it was sodomy and a quick career ender. I kept my ashes hauling status in check through cocksucking and avoided any Rocks and Shoals. This turned out to be justified when after A School, I deployed to the IInd Marine Airwing on the East Coast with C school and a coworker who had confided his brother was gay got caught with Syph in his ass and got a Bad Conduct Discharge. As a balance between service to country balanced with my carnal desires, I stuck with ABS’s and Toys which was harder than it sounds. As I completed C School Training and became fully MOS qualified, I had learned to keep my indiscretions over 100 miles from the flag pole. Gay Bars were an extreme hazard since CID and NIS agents would frequent them looking for military haircuts. Anal insertions were woefully inadequate. Cocksucking pitching and receiving was a band-aid to my lust, I needed more. I was reaching out for what I did not at the time know - to become a pushy-demanding-bossy bottom pig slut Marine (as it turns out). When the cops raided and closed the ABS that was not too close to the duty station, not too close to home, this goldilocks had to find a new place to spread her cheeks and receive her pollen. I found it halfway between Knoxville and Pidgeon Forge in a seedy ABS. The parking lot was promising – there were no blue base stickers denoting officer’s cars, we were not near any military base, but there was one red stickered vehicle denoting enlisted POV. NIS and CID would not be using (or so I assumed) such a marked vehicle. In the video arcade area there was a FIT young kid with a military haircut and crutches. This did not put me off; Long before the internet there was a thing called porn addiction. Limited good material and closed supply chain issues meant many ABS’s would have some of the same films and I had been previously mesmerized by the classic porn film called Sothern Comfort. This is where an injured kid in a van has hot sex with a grocery helper from a supermarket. I was a sex zombie, I found an open booth and kept the kid in my field of vision. I’m sure I had a desperate come hither look and he approached. As he entered the booth, I asked him to fuck me but told him we needed to use a rubber. He nodded and I slid my rubber on his member after I sucked it to hardness and turned. Unskilled and awkward, with differing heights and a leg in a cast, we simply could not make it work. Later, after buying tickets into be back theater, I found walls with ass-wide cutout gloryholes. I was a maniac trembling with lust. A cute young guy with a porn mustache and long hair was looking at me, I looked at him and whispered will you please fuck me? And his smile was like a sunrise and his erection was his answer. I quickly rubbered him up and here is where my lack of training and no mentorship changed my ass forever, I then put a rough rider (studded) condom on and he looked at me quizzically. I stood and turned and with no prep I was sawed into like a hacksaw blade was fucking me. I did a gasp and said take the rough rider off! And he did which instantly felt better, When he was done, I instantly turned to thank him and there was his bloody dick staring at me! In my started state he shoved his bloody cum and ass covered cock into my open mouth! I was so stunned and so appalled at what had happened I went on automatic., cleaning and sucking his cock. Previously I had fucked a Sailor in a Virginia Beach ABS Bathroom and had lost my pitching cherry, but this red bloody mess of having my anal cherry popped left me in awe. I had experienced how abrasive studded condoms can be and the ecstasy of Risk and Raw Bareback! The drive on to Cherry Point was a pain in the ass, but I drove with a satisfied mind.

Pinch my tits. HARD. No. I said, HARD.

Tom and Sam were a happy couple. They had been together for eight years. Both 32 years old. Tom was the top in the relationship. Sam loved bottoming Tom. Thou lately Sam had been traveling for work which was putting a strain on their relationship. “You just got back three days ago.” Tom said. “Can’t you tell them you need some rest?” “I will” Sam answered. “I promise.” “You said that a few months ago.” “And you weee supposed to be away for a week.” “You were gone for a month.” Tom said. “I miss you when you’re gone.” “I know.” “I miss you too.” “But we need the money.” Sam said. “And right now, you’re not working.” “I can’t believe you would throw it into my face.” “I’ve been looking everywhere for a job.” Tom shot back. “I don’t want to argue with you right now Tom.” Sam answered. “I have to catch a flight in a few hours.” “I’ll be back on the 9th.” “The 9th?” Asked Tom. “The party that Andy and Joe are throwing is on the 6th.” “We told them we be there.” Tom said. ”I have to work.” Sam said. “I’m going to have to miss it.” ”You missed it last year too.” Tom said annoyed. ”Just go.” Tom went to the party. Andy and Joe throw a hell of a party. There was one guy there that Tom hadn’t met. His name was Dick. He was 54 years old skinny thin balding. Tom and Dick hit it off. “Why are you here alone?” “ good looking guy like you would have a boyfriend.” Dick asked. ”I do.” “But Sam is traveling for work.” “It seems like that’s all he does.” Tom said. “I’m sorry Dick.” “I don’t mean to lay my problems on you.” Tom said softly. “It’s ok” Dick said. “Let me get you another drink.” Dick squeezed Tom’s knee and rubbed his back through his shirt. Then got up and got Tom his fourth drink. Who at this point was buzz. Joe and Andy let Tom crash in the basement. Dick had the bedroom in the basement. Unaware that either knew the other was in the basement. Tom had gotten undressed, wearing just his briefs. Dick came out of the bathroom naked. “I’m sorry, I didn’t realize that anyone was down here.” Dick said. Tom nodded. Surprised to see how thin dick was. “Well let me head to bed.” Dick stopped and kiss Tom softly on his lips. “Good night.” Tom said. Tom was drunk that he hadn’t felt Dick pat his ass when he kissed him. He did notice Dick’s cock. But didn’t get why he was so thin. But didn’t think about asking him about it. Dick came out wearing his underwear. “Do you want to watch tv?” Dick asked. “Sure” Tom answered. They started watching tv. Dick started rubbing Tom’s back. He asked Tom if he wanted a massage. Tom agreed. The massage was making Tom hard. Dick slowly removed Tom’s underwear. Dick then took off his. Dick kissed Tom’s neck then kissed him passionately on his lips. Tom loved the affection and the touching. Too drunk to even think about Sam. Enjoying another man’s attention. Even if he was 21 years older. Dick was hard. “Tom suck my dick.” He ordered the drunken young man. Tom did has he was told. Tom sucked Dick’s cock for over ten minutes. Dick then took Tom had him lie on his back. Tom and Dick kissed. Dick ate out Tom’s ass. He slowly put his dick inside the drunken young man’s ass. Tom and Dick never broke eye contact. Thrusting in and out of Tom’s ass. Dick flipped Tom over and Fucked him doggie style “Oh my fucking god!” Tom said Dick’s dick felt good inside of him. “Where do you want me to cum?” Dick asked. “fucking cum inside me!” Tom said. “You sure?” Dick said. ”Yes, I’m fucking sure! Tom said. “Ahhh shit!” “I’m cunning!” Dick shouted served loads shot deep inside of Tom. Dick’s cock was deep into Tom’s guts. Dick fell asleep on top of Tom leaving his dick inside the unsuspecting young man’s ass. The next morning Tom woke up naked, hungover. And a very sore ass. Dick had left earlier that morning. Tom saw a miss call from Sam. Feeling guilty of his one night stand with Dick. Andy told Tom that Dick has full blown AIDS and didn’t have much time. ”Shit” Tom said to himself. Knowing now he was going to have to get tested. And have to tell Sam. Tom told Sam what had happened. Tom got tested and tested positive and Sam would stay with Tom and work through their problems

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(part 1- maybe?)I want to share with you what happened with me the first time I went to a bath house. It was a long time ago, I was 20 and I decided to go to the bathhouse in Columbus. When I arrived, I spoke with the guy at the front desk who suggested that I just get a locker instead of a room so that I would have to walk around instead of just being stuck in a room. I took his advice. While getting dressed at the lockers I was approached by a black man who was about 35. We talked while I was getting undressed. He asked me if I wanted to come to his room. I smiled and said this was my first time at a bath house and I wanted to explore. He gave me his room number and said he hoped he would see me later. I spent about 30 minutes walking around and decided to visit my new friend. I went to his room and his door was open. He was jacking off and was showing off his 9 inch cut cock. I told him I was done exploring and he invited me in. He told me to keep the door open. I started to suck his cock. I apologized for giving such bad head, however this was the biggest cock I had ever played with. (Up until then, I have been sucking and getting fucked my guys my age and we all tended to have the same 6 to 7 inch cocks. ) He asked me if that went for getting fucked as well and I said yes. He immediately stood up and told me he was going to be the first black man to fuck my ass. I laughed and told him he better do a good job and not ruin it for other black men in my future. He said he would make it so that I would crave a nice black cock. He flipped me on my stomach and started working my hole. He rimmed. he licked, he sucked. He told me that it was important when taking big cock to make sure that I was relaxed and loose enough to enjoy it. And that was what he was doing now was getting me ready. At one point he started to finger fuck me. At one point he had both index fingers in my hole and was spreading me open to get ready. After spending some more in my hole, he flipped me on my back and placed a pillow under my hips. The room door was still open. And I noticed the people would stop and watch then move on. He was on his knees and told me to watch as he put his cock into my hole. I watched his face and then his cock. I was watching his face, he was smiling, when I felt is cock hair and balls push against my hole. He smiled and said, " not so bad is it?". "Not bad at all' I said.It was definitely not bad. He fucked me for about 35 minutes. We had an audience come and go during this time. At one point he told me he was going to come and I told him to come in my ass. He told me that there was never any doubt that that's where his load was going to go. He blew his load into me and then collapsed on me. It was definitely very hot. We remain that way for a few minutes when he got up and told me he was going to take a shower. He told me that I had a good ass to fuck and that I should be proud that I could take bigger cocks. He told me that I also needed to learn that in the bath house after a bottom got fucked it was customary that the bottom would just leave the top alone and let the top recover. And so I left. There's more to this story. If you want to know more, let me know. Thanks for reading.

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Hope you enjoy my last contribution before uk closes access for me. Comments and likes very welcome! Private Drew was a member of a crack company of soldiers. He had been very proud to join the company, The sergeant prided himself in creating a fighting force based on Spartan training. Drew could cope with that aspect, but not the insistence that all members were to indulge in sex to create a strong camaraderie. He wasn't the only new recruit that fought against this part of his training. Over time, most of the other objectors fell into line and succumbed to the pressure of undergoing anal sex of all sorts. Now only Drew and his compatriot George still resisted. This meant they underwent massive harassment. Given extra duties, their training undermined by others in the company. They both sported many scrapes and bruises from the extent of some of these ordeals, including on occasions beatings from fellow recruits, that once sided with them, along with the well-built sergeant who could give a nasty and painful blow when he wanted. They knew complaints wouldn't succeed as they could be counted down to the rigours of training. Even George was flagging with the trauma of these events. “I don't know if I can stand up to these barrages any more! I think I'm going to have to give-in to sarge's demands” “Damn right you are!” came the voice of the sergeant as he approached. With that, he whipped out his semi-erect cock, which was in-line with George's mouth and he started fucking his throat with it. “What the hell are you doing? Stop at once!” “Who's in charge here?” We all have seen your massive cock on display in the showers, now get it out, I'll teach you how to use it properly.” “You've got to be fucking joking, there's no way!” “You will do what I tell you to, He grabbed Drew's arms and painfully twisted them around his back, he then punched him in the spleen from behind. Drew didn't think he could fight the sarge, especially with George taking dick, so with much reluctance, he followed Sarge's order and got out his member, which was surprisingly in quite a full state of enlargement. Sarge finished fucking George's mouth and Drew could see his spunk dribbling out of him. “Now you are going to fuck him,” he demanded. “There's no way!” Drew replied. Sarge threatened more violence. That brought Drew into line and he horrified himself, by wanking his cock to full erection. It rapidly pointed skywards. “Nice and ready I see!” remarked his sergeant. “”Now give it to him!” “No, please it's wrong!” “Just get on with it if you don't want more punishment!” “Now fuck him hard, let him feel you fill him with your spunk! Do it now!” With no way out of this, Drew placed his rock hard cock against the entrance to George's bare bum hole and pushed in hard. He used no lubrication. He forced himself into him: he thrust his cock in and out of his virgin hole. He began to bang away very hard, As he forced himself into George again and again he became no longer worried about he was doing. He was beginning to enjoy it! The tension of facing so much trauma over the last few months, pushed Drew to boiling point. All the stress, fear and maltreatment that had built up inside him and was now being released though this frantic pummelling. He could feel the pressure building up in his loins. It was all getting too much for him. His balls throbbed. Then Drew exploded deep inside. Rope after rope spurting, blast after blast shooting deep within. It went on and on, there was so much to cum! Eventually the squirts started to subside and he pulled his slick, cum coated cock from George's arse. “I needed that!” Drew left George whimpering with the pain of it all, as he left he could see his sergeant now erect again, forcing himself into George's ravaged body again and again, Drew's cock started to grow again! Sarge, however now turned his attention to Drew's lovely pert bottom. Then his lust rose and bent him over, pushing his manhood up Drew's inviting bum hole. Sarge savagely thrusted his penis in and out of Drew's hole. Harder and harder he plunged into him, slapping him hard every time he heard a whimper from Drew. He was enjoying fucking Drew. Sarge pushed his cock inside faster and faster. He could feel another orgasm coming. Then he too exploded deep inside Drew! Jets of cum splattered his young virgin hole. Instead of pulling out, he continued fucking him, pounding his arse mercilessly. Drew noticed other squad members had been watching the ordeal. By the end of the day most of the company had availed themselves of these two new recruits.

I visit a small woodland spot down a country lane. It’s a beautiful walk ruined by this gay dogging spot tbh but gets plenty of action from generally older and not particularly good looking men. They are problem all so called straight guys but in my view if they do anything with a guy then they are atleast bi. Anyway. I sat waiting on the dirty mattress again and waited for about 20mins before a gentlemen turned up. Luckily this time he lasted a lot longer than a quick blowjob. I brought some lube this time too which I now keep in my van. he was slightly overweight and had a big bush, not a huge fan of bush but I’ll take what I can get. i blew him for about 5mins before he asked me to bend over. He lubed me up and rather than just easing in he went balls deep almost straight away. I’m not stranger to being fucked but I do normally like a guy to ease in at first. He proceeded to fuck me for a few mins then asked me if he’s ok going bare, well even if it was not it was a bit late by then. He proceeded to fuck me for not very long before cumming. he stood up, zipped up and left without saying a word. it was hot and I loved it but I don’t know about other bottoms but these outdoor meets always seemed so rushed and do not feel long enough.

A clear nonverbal for me is when a man slides his hand over my ass and slips his middle finger between my crack. Either over my pants or on my bare ass it’s a clear indication that he wants to breed me. Another is when they turn me around. Then I know they want me to bend over for breeding. No need for talk. I know what he needs.

Believe it or not but I met a guy on Locanto yesterday. He replied to my ad. I thought he would just send a message and ghost me but we planned to meet up at my house and he actually showed up. I got his dick out of his briefs and put it in my mouth without hesitation. He was a grower not a shower. The shaved nub went from about 2.5” to 6.5” in seconds. Nice and thick too. After trying to jam it down my throat for a few minutes he told me to stand up and turn around. He dropped my shorts and bent me over the couch. Spit on my asshole and fingered it in and then just jammed his rock hard dick in. He fucked my hole like a demon for about 10 straight minutes and finally asked me where I wanted his load. I told him he could use my ass. A few seconds later he made a balls deep plunge and held it in deep. I could feel his dick pumping his load in deep. Finally he pulled it out slowly and I held a few fingers in so I wouldn’t make a mess. He followed me to the bathroom and I stuck a little toilet paper in between my cheeks and he washed up quick. I have never had anyone fuck me that good. He groped my tits and worked over my nipples the whole time he was breeding me. He said he loved my big tits and nips on his way out the door. I didn’t mention that I was on estrogen for the last 2 years lol. Surprise I got another message from him today. Next visit we will have more time I think.

As a top I like a guy on all 4s I can put my arms round him and pull him down on my cock when I spunk

For me, one of the biggest elements of great sex is the connection of mutual need/desire. Given the individuality and complexities of attraction, i think that factor ranks high for most people? I.e., if i perceive how badly a Guy wants to penetrate, fuck and breed me, that pretty much overshadows a lot of other considerations for me. i hooked with a guy in Palm Springs a few years ago who was wheel chair bound because he had no legs from a childhood motor vehicle accident. His legs were gone, all the way up to his pelvis, which also meant He had no glute muscles as well. i love a Mans ass, but not for fucking, it's just a visual turn on for me... visually, even more than cock? Go figure, and i'm a "total bottom." But He said He wanted to fuck me, and that is all it really took. i'm a critical care nurse, so i don't find it awkward when someone is different, emotionally i've been de-conditioned from social conditioning about that sort of thing. Consequently, we just had pure lust/desire for each other and we had a great time. i touched and kissed him in places few if any ever had, and that unleashed a lot of pent up need and desire in Him, which in turn unleashed a lot of pent up need and desire in me. i think "disabled" is often a misnomer that society uses mindlessly. This guy was different, but He was still quiet able to havre the kind of sex we both wanted/needed.

just got back from Sitges, not the bear pride but the normal pride so place was packed with international guys and of all shapes and sizes. As a 50 year old bear I did think it might be a bit on the young side but was very suprised how friendly it was and how much fun there was to be had I arrived on Thusday afternoon so didnt have a huge amount of time to be slutty that day, but Friday I took five loads Saturaday five loads and Sunday six loads all in the hotel To be honest I cant list each guy and load here as it is a bit of a blur however there were two or three really memorable guys who made the trip worth while: Hot young American guy on the same floor of my hotel in room down the hall had just arrrived and when I said he I was naked in my room he said proove it so I said come and check he said he wasnt up to fuck but when he saw my ass pushed in raw and fucked me till he bred me then I licked him clean he had literally just checked in so need to nap and I told him he would sleep better after blowing that huge load a very hot ottery boy furry and handsome and hung Brazillian top two floors up in same hotel married to his husband but snuck away to breed me twice one of the most beautuful creatures I have ever seen six foot four handsome bearded hung and muscled with the most beautiful skin and smile a truly passionate top and a fantastic fuck I will find this guy again A hot Spanish local guy who only liked sloppy seocnds and door on latch scenes I was happy to oblige and he went third in my ass and pounded his load into the mix A cute and hung cubby guy from Buenos Aries he had been fucked himself earlier but hadnt cum so we snogged cuddled and chatted until he pushed in and really went for it in my ass after he bred me he insisted that I shot my load so pushed all the loads into my ass with his fingers until I blew my load everywhere it was the last fuck of the trip and my sixth load of the day on Sunday so I just let rip I would ceratinly go back for sure When I got back home yesterday I was still in the zone from Sitges so jumped on sniffies and scruff and took three loads one regular guy one anon ass up and a freind who dropped by

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Introduction: A Forbidden Desire For years, I’ve carried a secret fantasy—a desire so intense, so [banned word], that it has shaped the way I think about intimacy and connection. The idea of being converted, of surrendering completely to a poz top, has consumed my thoughts and ignited a fire deep within me. This isn’t just a passing curiosity or a fleeting fetish. It’s a lifestyle choice, a calling that I’ve felt compelled to answer. Five years ago, I stopped taking PrEP—not out of ignorance, but out of a deliberate decision to embrace the raw reality of what I’ve been longing for. The Thrill of the Chase There’s something electrifying about the chase—the anticipation, the risk, the surrender. Barebacking is more than just physical pleasure; it’s an act of trust, an exchange of power, and an invitation to experience something primal and transformative. I crave the feeling of skin on skin, the heat of raw passion, and the knowledge that every encounter brings me closer to my ultimate goal: conversion. It’s not just about the act itself—it’s about belonging to a brotherhood, becoming part of something bigger than myself. Grindr: The Hunt for My Poz Plumber Grindr has become my hunting ground—a place where fantasies collide with reality. My profile is unapologetically direct: I’m seeking poz tops who are ready to breed me raw and take me to the next level. Every conversation is a potential gateway to fulfillment. Some fizzle out; others spark something deeper. But I’m relentless in my pursuit, driven by the knowledge that somewhere out there is the man who will make my fantasy a reality. The Decision to Stop PrEP Five years ago, I made what some would call a reckless decision—but for me, it was an act of liberation. Stopping PrEP was my way of fully committing to this journey. It wasn’t easy; it required courage and conviction. But every day since then has brought me closer to the life I’ve always dreamed of living. I know the risks—I’ve studied them extensively—but they only fuel my desire further. The thought of being bred raw by a poz top is intoxicating, overwhelming, and impossible to resist. Looking Ahead I won’t stop until I find him—the man who will take me beyond fantasy into reality. Until then, I’ll keep writing about my experiences, sharing my thoughts, and connecting with others who understand what it means to crave conversion. This blog is my confession, my manifesto, and my roadmap to fulfillment. Version Française Introduction : Un Désir Interdit Depuis des années, je porte en moi un fantasme secret—un désir si intense et si tabou qu’il a façonné ma vision de l’intimité et de la connexion humaine. L’idée d’être converti, de me livrer entièrement à un top poz, consume mes pensées et allume un feu profond en moi. Ce n’est pas une simple curiosité passagère ou un fétiche éphémère. C’est un choix de vie, un appel auquel je me sens obligé de répondre. Il y a cinq ans, j’ai arrêté la PrEP—non par ignorance mais par une décision délibérée d’embrasser pleinement la réalité brute de ce que je désire depuis toujours. L’Excitation de la Chasse Il y a quelque chose d’électrisant dans la chasse—l’anticipation, le risque, l’abandon total. Le barebacking est bien plus qu’un plaisir physique ; c’est un acte de confiance, un échange de pouvoir et une invitation à vivre quelque chose de primitif et de transformateur. Je désire ressentir le contact peau contre peau, la chaleur d’une passion brute et la certitude que chaque rencontre me rapproche de mon objectif ultime : la conversion. Ce n’est pas seulement l’acte en lui-même ; c’est l’appartenance à une fraternité, devenir partie intégrante de quelque chose de plus grand que moi. Grindr : À la Recherche de Mon Plombeur Poz Grindr est devenu mon terrain de chasse—un lieu où les fantasmes se heurtent à la réalité. Mon profil est sans détour : je recherche des tops poz prêts à m’ensemencer raw et à faire de mon fantasme une réalité. Chaque conversation est une porte potentielle vers l’accomplissement. Certaines s’éteignent ; d’autres allument quelque chose de plus profond. Mais je suis implacable dans ma quête, porté par la certitude que quelque part existe l’homme qui fera basculer ma vie dans une nouvelle dimension. La Décision d’Arrêter la PrEP Il y a cinq ans, j’ai pris ce que certains qualifieraient de décision imprudente—mais pour moi, c’était un acte de libération. Arrêter la PrEP était ma façon de m’engager pleinement dans cette quête. Ce choix n’a pas été facile ; il demandait du courage et de la conviction. Mais chaque jour depuis m’a rapproché du mode de vie dont j’ai toujours rêvé. Je connais les risques—je les ai étudiés en profondeur—mais ils ne font qu’alimenter davantage mon désir. L’idée d’être ensemencé raw par un top poz est enivrante, bouleversante et irrésistible. Regarder Vers l’Avenir Je ne m’arrêterai pas tant que je ne l’aurai pas trouvé—l’homme qui me fera passer du fantasme à la réalité. En attendant ce jour-là, je continuerai d’écrire sur mes expériences, de partager mes pensées et d’échanger avec ceux qui comprennent ce que signifie désirer la conversion. Ce blog est ma confession, mon manifeste et ma feuille de route vers l’accomplissement.

I stood there, in front of G, doing my best impression of a stare down, unaware of the events I'd set in motion. He sat there for a moment, his eyes locked on mine, and for a tense few seconds we waited to see who would blink first. He did. He busted out laughing, and I followed suit. "You should have seen the look on your face!" he said, laughing that deep laugh that seemed to match the body and the man. "You were fucking adorable trying to be all serious!" He kept on laughing. I couldn't help laughing a bit myself, and I fired back, "well, I didn't think you actually would." "Oh really? I figured you were just teasing me, standing there, with that noticeable boner pushing through your shorts." Wait, what? I looked down, and sure enough, the front of my shorts betrayed the fact that my mind had moved to the sexual train of thought. I looked back at him, our eyes locking again, and suddenly neither of us was laughing; a sexual tension had fallen over us as a hush seemed to follow. With his eyes still locked on mine, G slowly stood, and took a step forward, moving almost face to face with me. The silence in the moment, the closeness, the scent of a man who had been exerting himself physically... it was almost unbearable. My heart had begun to race and I felt myself getting weak in the knees. G slowly knelt, and reaching in front of him, up under the light shirt I had on, and his fingers pried their way inside the waistband of the tennis shorts I had thrown on. I was commando, not having bothered with any underwear since I don't like how they begin chaffing when you get all wet and sweaty on a run. With a firm and hard tug, he yanked my shorts down to my ankles, and my cock sprung up in his face. His head timed it's forward movement perfectly, and he swallowed my growing dick to the root in one swift gulp. All six-and-a-half, soon to be seven-and-a-half uncut inches. His warm mouth sealed itself around the base, and I felt the lightning bolts explode to every corner of my body as my hormones super-charged my libido. I moaned, and felt my legs start to give. But G must have sensed it too, and his thick arms swiftly wrapped themselves around my thighs, proving everything from my waste up with stability. Nevertheless, I felt my hands land on either side of the top of his head as I instinctively leaned forward a bit and steadied myself. He began to slowly move his mouth back and forth along the length of my shaft, slowly massaging it with his tongue as he went. When he'd pull back to the head of my cock, I'd feel his tongue flicking around the foreskin that slid back and forth over my tip. It was fortunate for me that he had strong arms and my legs in a bear hug, because I was quickly turning to putty as the sensation of erotic warmth that engulfed my cock threatened to overwhelm me. He worked my cock for a time, how long I didn't know... or care. The lust had taken me over, and I found my hips beginning to match his mouth's motion. We continued our rythym for a bit, and the eternity I had gone without sexual contact with another man began to take it's toll as I felt my balls slowly begin to draw up. And G must have sensed it, because he slowed his motion and gradually came to a stop, sliding his mouth back off my rock-hard member. I was all but panting and he rose back to standing as slowly and deliberately as he had dropped in front of me, and he leaned forward and laid the most passionate, deep-tongued kiss on me that I had ever experienced. After a few seconds of that, he pulled his head back, and whispered, bend forward and put your hands on the tree. I did as he asked. My hands reached out for the fallen trunk, and I shuffled forward a bit to keep myself from having to reach too far. My shorts were around my ankles, making it impossible to take a normal step forward. G stepped around behind me and I heard him kneel behind me, and felt his warm breath on my ass. I felt his hands, warm and moist from the sweat and light humidity of the hike and the evening, grab both of my ass cheeks and pry them apart. His face moved into the opening it created, and I nearly jumped from the initial tickling effect of his short, trimmed goatee contacting the sensitive skin around my hole. But that was nothing compared to the next sensation I felt. His tongue made contact right on the puckering of my hole, and the lightning bolts again exploded into every recess of my extremities. I felt the tip of his tongue dance around my rear entrance, and I couldn't keep it in any longer; I softly moaned as my head fell down between and below my forward-stretched arms. I saw my cock, still rock hard, pointing straight out, rigid and with a generous strand of precum escaping the slit that was just visible in the small, visible spot of my tip that my foreskin exposed in its slightly-pulled back state. He began to slobber on my hole, there was no other way to describe it. So much saliva was being deposited in my ass crack, and he gradually zeroed back in on my hole, and--briefly pausing as the tip of his tongue lined up with my puckered backdoor--thrust forward into my chute. I was in bliss. He kept thrusting his tongue into my hole, almost as if his tongue were a dick. He had a good rhythm going, and I could feel my inner passage become slick with his spit. I heard jingling behind me, and figured he was unbuckling the belt that held up his shorts to free his own cock so he could jerk off. I looked through the narrow gap between my legs and saw him release the belt buckle, and with one hand unbutton his shorts. He fished passed the zipper, pushing it down, and pulled out his cock--clearly I wasn't the only one who had decided to leave the house sans undergarment. The cock he produced fit him to a T, swelling to a very thick eight uncut inches. He had, as I did, and ample foreskin that covered most of his head even hard. It quickly swelled to it's full size and began drooling as much as mine was. Through all this, his tongue never lost contact with my ass, and I closed my eyes and allowed my head to simply hang, giving myself over the the sensations that overpowered me. He continued his steady drive into my hole for a few more minutes and I could feel him getting deeper and deeper as every muscle in my body relaxed. I was in sexual bliss, and for a moment didn't even notice him remove his tongue and come to his feet. It was his big, beefy hand touching the small of my back that gave me the first indication something had changed. And before my brain could catch up, his drooling, uncut head was pressing into my ass. He slid in with ease, lodging a good 6" in my ass with no resistance. I had always been a bit tight when Shawn had been in the mood--which wasn't often--so I was amazed at how effortlessly he entered me. With a gentle additional thrust, I felt his hefty balls come to rest against mine: I was impaled on his pole. And I was in heaven. My mind was in a sexual fog as he slowly pulled back and slid forward again, pausing before repeating the motion. Over and over, he slowly picked up his pace, and as my eyes opened, I saw my rock hard cock bouncing up and down gently in rhythm with G's thrusts. He kept it up for a few minutes before I began to feel a slight dull ache as his cock seemed to expand even more in my ass. His thrusts began to feel more urgent, and his balls began to draw up, slapping more forcefully against my own. I felt drips of sweat and heard his breathing become audible and erratic, and with a final thrust, he fell forward onto me, and I felt his cock begin to twitch, and a moment later a heat began spreading through my bowels. The twitching lasted a good bit, and he remained rock hard, deep inside me. He reached around to my cock and slowly began sliding his hand up and down my shaft. After a few minutes, he began fucking me again, having never gone soft. We managed a coordinated dance, my cock in his hand, his cock in my ass. I knew I wasn't going to last long, and as I began to feel my balls pulling up themselves, his matched their movement and I felt that thickening and stiffening of his cock inside me again. I began to rise up and suddenly froze as one of his thrusts brushed my prostate and I felt a rush. Over and over his cock pummeled by my prostate and it became too much, and as my cock began to jerk, G pulled back on my shaft, bringing my foreskin completely off the head while continuing to pound me from behind. My load rocketed out of my piss slit, the first blast practically clearing the downed tree on which I leaned. As my load gradually became less forceful, it began to spatter the log wildly, my cock still bouncing from the thrusting. And as I was finally spent, he again lodged himself deep inside me and I felt the warmth again. As the twitching of his cock subsided, I noticed a dull ache in my ass, it having tightened up as my ejaculation caused every muscle in my mid-section to contract over and over. I felt every inch of him inside me now, and after a moment, he began to soften and started to slip out. His withdraw was smooth, he effortlessly slipped out feeling almost silky and wet. He had slobbered all over my ass and I knew the passage likely still had good lubrication. His cock flopped down as the last of his foreskin exited my hole. The head had fully retracted already, leaving a bit of foreskin to complete his departure. We both were still, catching our breath. "It's been a long time since I came twice," he broke the silence with. "Whew, that is a spectacular ass you have man!" "I haven't cum like that in forever, holy fuck!" I responded as I struggled to push myself upright. It was almost comical how I had gotten into a position that I now couldn't get out of.

Laboratory at Berghain I attended Naked Night on a Thursday. Doors were open between 21:00 and 23:00 but I arrived around 22:00 and as other reviews had suggested, the queue was around the block however, I made it inside by around 22:40. During those 40 minutes I spent queuing, the nerves almost got the best of me a few times. Would I make it in? Was I dressed appropriately? Did I smell too clean? There is a sign that states no drugs, no perfume. The intrigue about what could be inside kept me in the queue, and I eventually made it in without issue. I had read many reviews and Reddit articles but nothing quite prepares you for being there and feeling the energy. I've never seen so many naked men in one place of all shapes and sizes (although mostly White) and there were people fucking, everywhere! I estimate well over 300 guys were in attendance. Most of the play areas were public but there were dark corners and walkways that people were also playing in. I was looking for a particular area that after doing a few laps, I found, almost shining as a beacon guiding me toward the more extreme end of my fetishes, piss. Wearing only knee-high socks and trainers, I brushed past a few guys standing at the top of some stairs leading down to a wet room. I could feel eyes on me as I descended into an area the size of a small garage. The walls and floor were covered in the same off-white tile and a few areas to perch had been built into the walls. As soon as I sat down my cheeks were soaking but I barely noticed the cold wet tile pressing against me as I looked up in bewilderment. A metal grate acted as the roof of this room. Standing in a room naked, looking up through a metal grate eagerly awaiting what was to come was a very liberating and submissive feeling. I felt like I was standing right where I belonged. The anticipation grew as I stood there waiting wondering if I had attended the wrong night but after 10 minutes or so a guy walked in and began to piss. His hot liquid covered me, splashing off my face and trickling down my body. It was as if after he finished, he went out and told other guys there was someone down there because groups of guys began to flood the room above me and within 20 minutes I was soaking. I stayed down there for close to an hour before heading for the showers and then into the darkness to enjoy the rest of my night in Lab. It was an unforgettable experience and a club that I hope to visit again in the future, especially one of their Yellow Facts nights.

Just thought I’d share my experience on Friday at IML. I haven’t been in a few years, but decided to drop into the host hotel tonight (the Congress) to check out the scene for non- attendees of the official IML events. In short, it was hot as fuck. I ended up fucking 8 guys in about 2 hours. I used Sniffies primarily with a little BBRT thrown in. Finding guys taking dick was easy. Once in the hotel, I just went to the floor and room where the bottom was, fucked him, often got sucked by him, and then consulted my apps to find the next hole. I bred two guys, with the first guy receiving quite a large load of my cum in his ass. In several rooms, there were other guys there, sometimes guys waiting to fuck, sometimes guys there to please the tops with their mouths before (and sometimes after) they fucked the bottom, and, in one room, there was a second bottom to fuck. One room had a couple who were planning to host an orgy later in the night. I fucked and rimmed the bottom and then moved on. I went back to their room, though, at the end of my night, and it was like a mini Steamworks in there — dudes fucking, sucking, in slings, on the beds, and squirting cum in and on everyone. It was a very hot scene. And it seemed like a huge part of the hotel had been taken over by horny gays. I could hear moaning and sex going on in some rooms I passed, and even saw two guys — a slim twink and a big burly bear with a huge cock — fucking right out in the hallway. I left very satisfied and satiated. I have no idea how the official parties and events at IML were, but the host hotel was hopping with testosterone tonight, and it was this top’s dream.

I have quite a few tattoos over my body and decided it was time to go add a new one. Nothing too big. Over the past year I had lost a bit of weight, and my stomach was finally getting flatter. Not a six pack by any means, but flat enough to put something there while I kept working on it. I had recently moved to this suburb just out of Melbourne and wasn’t familiar with the area, so I simply searched online for the closest one. There was a guy a few blocks from me who had lots of good reviews, and he tattooed out of a purpose built shed in his back yard. This sounded perfect as a few of the ones I got previously were in large open spaces with multiple tattoo artists all working. I set up an initial appointment to just look at some art and ideas first. The tattoo guy’s name was Ross. I turned up and followed the signs along the side of the house to a fancy shed at the back. Ross met me at the door to the shed, and I was blown away by his looks. He would have been in his late 20’s I guessed. He was wearing a white singlet and tight jeans. He was about six foot tall; footballers build with legs that looked like they could snap me in half. He had short blonde hair, piercing blue eyes and was clean shaven. He clearly worked out. He had what looked like softly hairy chest with blonde hair with lots of tattoos under the hair and obviously he was inked all over. I hesitated in shock and awe as he reached out his hand and introduced himself with a sexy yet cheeky smile clearing checking me from head to toe. I am 45 years old, average build, have a blonde moustache and short light brown hair. I used to carry a few kilos but had lost weight now and finally had a flat stomach. I was wearing a singlet also and some cargo shorts. I am only 5’7” tall so Ross seemed to tower over me. As he shook my hand, he motioned me inside the shed which was a very professional setup. At one end of the shed was his desk and lots of books and photo albums and pictures on the wall. At the other end was the tattoo equipment and chair/table. I took a seat, and Ross grabbed his stool on wheels and rolled up quite close to me as he grabbed a few photo albums. “I can see you have quite a few tattoos already. What did you have in mind this time?” he said. I mentioned I had been working hard to lose weight and training and was feeling better about my body, so I wanted to get something to show a bit of that off. “You’re looking good mate. Show me all the tats you have and maybe we can work something out from that theme.” I laughed and explained I have a few in some more discreet places that would be out of reach as I took my singlet off. Ross looked at me with a glint in his eye and was caressing the tattoos on my torso and arms which was far more sensual than I was expecting. “Don’t be shy, I need to see them all to get an idea of your mindset”. “I can’t unfortunately as I would need to take my shorts off” I responded laughing. “We are both dudes here, no need to be shy. Or do you want me to take them off for you?” he said with a cheeky grin. Before I could respond he grabbed my cargo shorts and pulled them down to my ankles revelling my white jocks. Without even asking he grabbed my hips and spun me around to reveal the tattoos on my arse. A picture of a small pig smiling on one cheek and the word pig on the other cheek with the end of the “g” turning into an arrow point to my arsehole. He started feeling and touching the tattoos on my arse and I was immediately starting to get hard and ooze precum causing a wet patch on my jock pouch. “Hmmm, I think I am getting an idea now”. He lingered touching my arse for a while. Then broke free suddenly. Standing up he says as though normal and matter of fact, “Nice, you can pull them up. I have an idea for you”. I pulled my shorts up thinking had I got this wrong by some chance? Watching him search his books he had an unmistaken bulge in his jeans. I tried not to stare, but he caught me looking a few times. He came back and sat directly facing me on his stool, legs spready nicely displaying his bulge and held a photo album. But he never opens the album. This time his knee was now touching mine he was so close. He reached across and touched my hand saying, “don’t worry, you’re in good company” and smiled. He then explains, “I am going to go out on a limb and assume by your arse tats you like to be bred?”. I smiled slightly embarrassed, “Yeah, I guess. What my species would call a pig bottom”. Ross then looks me in the eyes, “you mean our species” smiling. “So just how much of a pig bottom are you? I mean, given what I am looking at, you must have plenty of contributors”. “Not as many or much as I would like to be honest. But things are looking up since losing the weight. So, hoping more soon.” I say. Ross then moves his hand to my knee and caresses it slowly, “so how much of a pig”? “To be honest, I would consider myself a no limits pig at this point. After what I would say is many years of limited opportunities, there isn’t much I wouldn’t do.” Ross rolls back a bit from me displaying a large bulge in his jeans and says, “well I have an idea for your next tattoo, and if you are up for it, I will do it for free. Hear me out. Then I want you to go home and think about it and call me with your decision and we can start the process”. “I’m listening”. Ross then stands up directly in front of me. Clearly an eight inch plus cock is trying to escape his tight jeans. He proceeds to take his singlet off. Standing in front of me is nothing short of a dream. My eyes scan his chiselled chest with a eagle spread across his chest covered by a beautiful spattering of blonde hair. As my eyes move down his body they rest on a biohazard tattoo on his right inner thigh just above his pant line about two inches by two inches with the number 2 in the centre. I am fixated on the tattoo. “Touch it” he says. I begin to caress the tattoo using all my self-control not to keep going to his bulge. “What’s the number 2 mean”? I ask. Ross puts his hand on mine to keep it on his tattoo and explains, “That means I was the second person that the guy who knocked me up infected successfully.” It felt like we stayed in that moment forever before he said, “My tally is 7. If I was to give you a similar tattoo, it would have a number 8.” Ross then pulls me up and slowly kisses me with his tongue invading my mouth. Breaking the kiss he says, “would you like to be number 8?” I begin to answer him, but he puts his hand over my mouth to stop me. “No. Don’t answer now. I want you to go home and think about it. Joining the family is a big step. I want you to go home and think about it first. It is a process, and you need to be committed.” He says. I nod and he removes his hand. “Tell me the process and I will go home and think about it.” Right then I knew my answer. But I wanted to respect his process. This is a man no reasonable gay bottom would pass up an opportunity to be fucked by. Ross begins to explain, “Ok. If you decide yes, then this is how it goes. You go get a test to make sure you are negative. You will need to bring that with you next time. I have never gone on meds, and my viral load is super high, so I am nice and toxic. You will come over after work on a Friday evening after work. Clear your calendar for that weekend, because you will spend the entire weekend with me. We will hang out, dinners, movies etc, and you will spend 2 nights with me. I will fuck and breed you every chance I get over the weekend. You will go home on the Sunday evening. Then every night that week you will drop by for 15 minutes, and I will pump a load in you every night that week. During this time, you can’t let anyone else fuck you. You are mine to knock up. There can be no question about it being me.” “After Thursday night, I will give you Friday and Saturday off for a break. Then come over Sunday after dinner and I will pump another load in you and then we will do a home test. If the test is negative, then you take the week off, and come over the following Friday for another weekend like the first. We keep doing the 2-week routine until the job is done.” “Once the test is positive and job is confirmed done, I will give you your own tattoo with the number eight indicating the 8th person I have knocked up for free.” I am trying to take it all in but keep getting lost at the thought of spending a weekend with this guy. Maybe more than one. “Finally, we need to be clear on one thing. Whenever you spend the weekend with me, you will be my boyfriend for the weekend. I will fuck the living daylights out of you, but I will also make sure you feel special the whole time. But when the job is done and you have your tattoo, that’s it. Job done and no further contact. You will just be a number to me.” My brain is racing at this point. My instinct is to blurt out “where do I sign up” but I respect his process. Ross leans in and kisses me again and says, “Now head off and think about it and call me when you make a decision.” I get dressed again and leave. I get in my car and drive about one block away before pulling over and calling him. Ross answers, “what took you so long” and laughs. I respond with, “when can we start?”. Ross: “get your test and results and come over next Friday after work. Bring a change of clothes for the weekend and we will get started.” To be continued…

Fucking those hairless guys especially Asian. Such a turn-on for me

Great vids but way too many rubbers

I have told a bottom I’d go off meds for a couple of days just to give him my viral load. Of course, he’s Poz too, so there’s that.

Tatted up latin guys, yum.

If I’m on my knees it’s an act of submission, to dick but also in the service of a far higher power. Neither of us is really in control if we’re doing it right and giving in fully to the same demonic forces that harden our dicks and open our throats. I would hope for at least some brutality. A shock to the system is needed to reveal how shallow our earthly likes and dislikes are compared to the much deeper, darker pleasures of S@t@n

when sucking cock this is a given i would say, when your own cock is sucked i imagine most people do the same. id be surprised if they did not.

This is me - I went on hiatus from being fucked for a bit after this encounter because it scared me how many guys were lining up to want to breed my old hairy bear dadcunt on squirt last fall. I am not on prep, and still neg, and try to ration the number of loads dumped in my guts each year. Many Asian guys really like fucking an older chubby bear with a smooth silky hole like me.

bottom?

That was (almost) how I met my better half ... I was fucking a guy right next to him (he was sucking a Cock off) ... we were literally shoulder-to-shoulder, and I leaned over and kissed him when the Cock he was sucking unloaded in his mouth. That was enough to make me pump mine into that bottom. Complete happenstance.

My nasty raw cock is available for any hole.

'Straight acting' with a big behind.

I have never touched Tina or any other drugs besides weed. I didn't even knew what was until about a year ago. I was due to go on a business trip out to California and decided to stay a couple extra days so I made reservations to a couple places I wanted to look at(never made it to the reservations) a couple days before heading to California I was check out at site and came open the one ad that kept popping up I my head. I had gave it a quick glance earlier but that's all it was a quick glance. I remember seeing the heading it was pretty much like a top guy looking for a experienced sub but. He was looking for a sub bottom that he can use for his and maybe other men sexual desires and or needs,and that the bttm must me able to handle a good long fucking. I had asked him how long and he replied back saying at least 32 hours. I was like what you can go for 32 hours non-stop and he said no at first then I said so what does that mean he continue on saying that if the guy was worth it that he would rent him out to other guys but they couldn't just pick him up here he would drive the guy there. If they wanted to play they would have to play. I said well I hope you find that guy sounds like fun he said thanks. After my second night in California I went online seeing if the guy had found anyone so I sent him a message. I was shocked to see that he answered right away. He asked how my trip was and how long would I be staying back, I told him the meetings were long and boring. But I only had another 2 days before I could say I am on vacation and that I would be there for another 5 days after that. I asked how he was and his reply was very honry. I asked if he ever found that sub bottom he was looking for and his reply back was if I had I wouldn't be horny and I wouldn't be talking to you right now. I said I guess your right and said I should be going right before I went to leave the site he had sent me a message attached with a picture I stop to open it up. When I clicked on the message my jaw dropped in the picture was 2 of the biggest and thickest cocks I have ever seen. And the message said would you be willing to let me and my boyfriend use you and your hole when you start vacation. The message went on to say if i agree that we can use you that means that you are giving us permission to do whatever we want with you meaning be as rough as we want(of course within reason). He stated since the first night he talked with me he hasn't masturbated or had sex that he wanted to give my hole(he wouldn't say which one) his week long load and it would be one of the biggest load I probably ever had, then the last part of the message said also my boyfriend wants to give you his load as well and he hasn't had sex in over a week as well. I told him that I wasn't a bottom nor have I ever been a sub bottom and from the look of their cocks I most likely wouldn't be able to handle either one of them but I appreciate that they would even consider even thinking of me. I asked out of curiosity when you said that you and your BF could do whatever you wanted what did you mean and how big and thick were they. He said I will answer your first question but the second question is for guys to find out in person. As to the 1st question me and my BF like to play together and there are times where we like to have a total or more of a total(sub) bottom where we have or take control over the sub bottom and just use him and his holes for our own sexual needs and or desires and that they don't get to do it that much due to most guys don't like to be dominated by 2 guys never mind being dominated by 2 guys who have huge and thick cocks like we do. I said that I could understand about why guys wouldn't like to be dominated by 2 guys and even more being dominated by 2 guys that were as huge and thick as they were. I continued to go on saying for me I wouldn't be the guy who you would be having a good time with because 1 I most likely wouldn't be able to handle either 1 of them because my lack of experience as I have only been playing with guys within the past year and most of the guys I had hooked up with was mostly giving and receiving oral and most of the guys were average size and that I still had problems getting their cocks either down my throat or even touching the back of my throat and that my hole was probably way to tight for them. He said that I would be surprised on how or what I could handle or take most guys think the samething and by the time that him and his BF are done with the guy he is leaving us thanking us over and over and asking us to invite him back,(then he said something that I caught but really didn't think much about it) he mentioned that him and his BF know how to get or make a guy to relax without him realizing it until it's to late and he's starting to enjoy whatever we are doing to him at that time. Then he said so let me know if you want to come over or not. I said can I think about over the night and I will let you know after work tomorrow and he said sure then said if you say yes I promise you that you will be glad you said yes and have an experience that you will never forget. I went to bed and the following day throughout work I would have these moments of wondering off and thinking about these 2 guys using me and my holes so I figured that was a sign to give it a try. I got home took my shower ate and sat at the laptop and started typing that I would like to give it a try but don't be shocked or upset if things didn't happen or go the way they excepted or wanted it to go. He replied back about a half hour and said I shouldn't have anything to worry about again he mentioned how him and his BF has ways to help guys relax and before the guy knows it he's either moaning as I or my BF is fucking him or he's got one of our cocks in his mouth (Again i thought and felt that there was something wrong with that statement) but I was just to much into the idea of just hoping that I could at least handle one of their cocks, then he said remember your second question to me and I said how could I forget he said all he would tell me is not many guys(who are experienced) can handle it but I didn't have to worry that they would make that they would be gentle and make sure I was relaxed and comfortable. He gave me his address and the time to be there and before signing off he said he wanted to make sure that he had the right information. He asked me if I was staying in California for the next 6 days. I said yes one more day for business and then the last 5 days as a vacation he said ok cool then signed off. After he gave me his address and signed off I went and googled the address he gave me,not only was he about 2 hours from me but the address he sent me from the look on Google maps it looked like a really nice big house but in the back of the house there was another building attached to it. It looked like a night club or something like that but there was no sign on it no name or anything and it looked like it was abandoned but in the parking lot on the other side of the building was completely filled with cars and the picture must of been taken near or close to sundown and this parking lot looked like it could holdup to at least 50 cars. I checked to see if it was a paid parking lot and the only information I could find was it was a private parking lot along with the building. The next day went by without hearing a word from him and the day I was to his place I still hadn't heard from him and I was to meet up with him within the next 4 hours so I sent him a message just to make sure we were still on. I had 2 and half hours left to meet up with him and still hadn't heard from him. I thought that if we weren't going to meet up he would have let me know. So I grabbed what I needed for the ride and what I thought I would need for his place, I wasn't sure if I was going to be staying the night or not because it wasn't discussed so I didn't bring a change of clothes with me. I had my tang top on with a pair of jeans and a jock strap a and a small bag with my lube toothbrush and toothpaste and that was it. I was halfway to his house when I pulled into a rest stop and saw that I had a mess3from him asking if I was still coming and that he had hope so because him and his BF had everything prepared for me showing up. I was thinking what did they have to prepare for me showing up. I sent him a message back saying that I was about an hour away and that I should be there by 6. He said cool that I didn't have to worry about grabbed anything to eat as they had sandwich meats there and other stuff to eat if didn't want sandwich meat I told him I was going to stop and pick up a 6 pack of Pepsi. I was in the area of his place by 5:40 so I decided to drive around the block and see if I could get a better look at the building it definitely was attached to his place and there were no signs saying what the place was and it looked like all the windows were boarded up and when I turned the corner there were a few cars in the parking lot so I pulled in rolled my window to see if I could hear anything and I couldn't so I pulled out of the parking lot and drove around the block and pulled into his driveway and up to the front of the house. I was greeted by Shawn the guy I had been talking to at the door. He stood at least 5'10 hard brown hair and eyes about 160 and somewhat muscular and all he had on was a jock strap and from the bulge in the jock strap you could clearly see that he was huge. He smiled as he rub his cock and said we're happy that you didn't back out and invited me in. As we made our way to the kitchen he took my 6 pack of Pepsi and did you want 1 or anything to eat I had told him I ate before I received his mess3but I will take a Pepsi he said ok. He pulled the 6 pack back out and took a Pepsi from it and handed me it. As we were waiting for his BF to come back we were just talking and as I was drinking my Pepsi I started to feel really light headed and hot as well as very horny that was the last thing I remembered. PT.2 coming very soon writing it now be posted in a day or two. If I get enough people who want to hear more of what on and happened this will either have 3 or 4 chapters. I have other stories as well

It’s happened several times. It’s nice when sexual attraction turns more intimate and a mental bond can form. Two times we ended up in a long term relationship and moved in together. Once two people learn what the other enjoys, intimacy can freely flow and being together can reach new heights.

Hi, my name is Ben. I turned 18 a few months ago and I am finishing out my last year in High School. A year and half ago my mother got remarried to a nice man. He is tall, attractive and he treats my mother well. Things were going great until his son Martin (Marty) moved in. His mother kicked him. He is 23 years old and still mooching off his parents as my mother described it. My mom set some ground rule. He had a curfew, no drinking, drugging or women over. Marty chuckled when he walked about saying, there is only of those rules I intend to follow. He said, no women, as he turned to me and said, I only fuck men and winked at me. I froze, what the fuck, I shrugged it off and we headed up to our rooms. We shared a bathroom. Marty was totally annoying. He kept coming into my room and asked me where things were and about our parent's routine, if ever snuck out. He asked me a ton of questions as I rattled off the answers, he asked me if I ever sucked dick. I stuttered and said, no, fuck no. He asked me more questions. Then he returned to his room. I listened to music and thought to myself, that was totally fucked up. Let me share a little more about me, I am a bit shy and have never dated. I have always thought I was straight, that is why I jack off about! Women, and the porn I watched had women in it. I had never pictured guy sex but had no problem with guys being gay. I often wished I was one of the jocks who go all the girls in high school. I always wanted to be taller, I stood just 5’8 140 pounds, had curly blond hair and blue eyes. Marty on the other hand looked like a jock frat boy, tall at 6’2 190 pounds, cocky and confident muscled with a couple tats and liked to share that he was hung, he showed off his bulge all the time. Then next morning was Saturday and we both slept in, Marty was up first and when he was out of the shower, he walked into my room naked and still toweling off asking me where the lotion was. Fuck dude, I said. It is in the bottom drawer. He just stood there, his body all chiseled with tats and a huge dick even soft. He may be better soft than I am hard. Fuck, I thought. Wish I had a dick like that. He smiled at me and winked again when he caught me staring at it. I looked up, just as he winked at me, and I blushed and looked away. He said, show me dude. I got up and had to walk past him all naked with his town in his hand and went and opened the drawer and showed him right where they were. I handed it to him, he said, while you are here buddy why don’t you put lotion on my back. I hesitated, he opened the lotion bottle as he grabbed my hand and put the lotion on it, then he turned around. His back was totally muscled, and he had a big bubble butt. I started rub the lotion on his back and worked my way down. He said, do my entire backside bud. I always miss something when I do it. I had never touched anyone like this before and it was making me hard a little. I continued down to his legs and then finally his butt. Just as I finished, he turned around and his dick had grown, and it was right in front of me. He said, now my legs. I started to lube up his legs and I soon worked my way up to his thighs and his dick was getting hard and grow to at least ten inches. His pubic hair was clipped, and he just had a patch above his dick. I froze again. My boxers were now tented, I had never thought about another man before but here I was touching my stepbrother. He grabbed me and pulled me up. He said, how about we get you out of these clothes so you can shower. He reached down and pushed my boxers off, my seven- and half-inch dick pointed out. It was thick and uncut but nowhere near as big as Marty. He then pulled off my shirt, he told me to get in the shower and when I was finished to come into his room, and he would help me with the lotion. He turned me toward the shower, and I got in and showered up, I was still hard when I got out and I tried to put a towel around, but I was too boned. So, I held it in front of me and walked in. I was standing there in Marty’s room naked, he motioned for me to come over to him, I sheepishly walked over, as he was on his bed, still naked himself. He looked at me and said, looks like we have a stubborn one here. He grabbed the towel and moved his head to my dick, I tried to pull back, but his hand grabbed my hips and held me as he engulfed my dick. He only blew me for three minutes and I shot my load. He swallowed which I found gross at the time. He then looked up and said, now that your erection is under control let me put lotion on your back. I turned around, as he rubbed lotion all over my back, then my legs and finally my ass. He messaged it in and then spread my check as he rubbed it down my crack and then on my hole. I gasped a little as he worked his finger around my hole and then he slid a finger inside me. I tried to pull away, but he said, hold still dude as he held my hip tight. He was soon inside me fingering my hole and I moaned a little. He said, yea, I knew you would like that. He fingered me for three or four minutes and then turned me around, I was rock hard again and he sucked my dick again, after five minutes I shot my load. He said, that is enough for this morning, I will be back tonight before curfew so I can teach you more. Seems like no one has taught you about sex yet. Don’t worry, I will make sure you know everything you need to know. He winked again and I walked back through the bathroom and in my room. Wondering what the fuck happened and what else did he want to teach me. I tried to but this all out of my mind, but I found myself in jack off session with lotion rubbing my hole while I jacked my cock. I even slipped a finger inside my hole, making me shot a huge load. I was both excited and worried about Marty coming home tonight. He arrived and chatting with my parents for a long time. I even went down, they wanted Marty and I to get to know each other more and thought this weekend would be a good time for us to hang out while they were out of town. Fuck, really, of all times to leave. My mother pulled me aside and told me I was to make sure Marty stayed in line. I thought, how the hell am I going to do that. He already had total control over me. I told her I would but not very convincingly. My parents escaped to their side of the house, and I turned on the TV to watch a movie. Marty came in, saying that sounds like a good idea. Let’s watch that up in my room. I pretended that I did not hear him, he grabbed the remote turning the TV off, then my hand and lead e upstairs all the way to his room. He told me to hope up on his bed, a full size and get comfortable. He undressed in front of me and slipped on a pair of shorts with no underwear and a t-shirt. I for some reason was rock hard again. He crawled into bed hitting the TV remote, to the station we were watching downstairs. I was completely silent. He got comfortable, always having a part of his body touching mine. He legs at first, then his arm. He finally said, how about you get comfortable, slip off your pants, he got me a t-shirt of his and tossed it to me. Put this one. I did, that for some reason got my heart racing. I wanted to run downstairs but could not. His shit was big on me and once I put it on, he pulled off my boxer shorts. It was suddenly a short dress that smelled like him. He got up and locked the door and the bathroom door and came back to bed. I had slipped under the sheets, so did he. He said, okay little bud, have you ever kissed anyone? A guy or a girl? I said no, I have not kissed a girl. Hoping he would take the hint. I thought so he said, tonight we are going to practice kissing. He turned to me and kissed me on the lips. Then he said do it back, I leaned in reluctantly and have him a peck on his lips. Then he came back and held my head and he started to kiss me harder and longer. I tried to his him back, he was doing most of the kissing and then his tongue went into my mouth, and I tried to pull back, but he had my head. What started out as repulsive soon turned to excitement. He sucked my tongue and kissed me making out with me then broke it off. That is a little better, he put his arm around me as we went back to watching the movie. Five minutes later he whispered, now you need to kiss me like you mean it, just like I kissed you. I moved in and kissed him on the lips, he opened his mouth a little and I slipped my tongue inside, he began to kiss me back. I broke it off after five minutes, he looked at me saying Ben you are a good learner. Not great but better. We will have you being a great kissed by the end of the night. I thought seriously, but he was serious, we made out for another couple outs till he said OKAY you are good enough. I though, good enough for what, we will do more training tomorrow. You should head to bed. Keep my shirt on no boxers. You can take them but do not wear them. I am going to have to buy you some more attractive underwear. I went back to my room, I got in bed and jacked off pretending to kiss Marty as I felt my hole and shot a huge load. I used my boxers to rub the cum off my stomach. Marty was on the phone with someone, I could not hear what he was saying other than come over when you get off work. I dozed off but woke up to what I though was party feeling my legs, then my balls, my cock and up my chest. He pinched my nipple and then leaned in and kissed me. We made out; Marty changed how he was kissing but it was still hot. The kissing went down my body and soon he was sucking my cock, licking my balls and he lifted my legs and ate my hole. I began to moan and say fuck that feels amazing. That wet tongue darting in my hole and tongue fucking me. My legs were dropped, my cock was again engulfed as a finger slide inside me I shot my load in his mouth. After he swallowed, he came back and kissed me so I could taste my cum. Then without a word he was gone, I dozed off again feeling completely satisfied. In the morning we were both in the bathroom and I just looked at him remembering how amazing the night before was when he woke me up in the morning. I later found out that the guy who came in my room was not Marty but a friend of his. For the next three nights while our parents were gone, I was serviced each night. It felt different each time, but I loved it. When my parents returned, they told us they were going on a two-week vacation in a few weeks and since we had not burnt the house down, they would not have our uncle come stay unless they needed to. The lessons continued, I soon was kissing Marty all over his body, sucking his big dick and licking his balls. Two weeks in he finally had me lick his hole while he jacked off. He seemed to really like that. He told me I do that well, he had me tongue him each night before bed. He stopped touching me otherwise except in the dark. Our parents had left and that night, he showed me how to clean out. We watched a video and then he took me into the bathroom, showed me how to do an enema. He gave me a kiss, gave me a different shit to wear and sent me off to my bedroom. I asked him why, he just winked at me. I fell slap and just like last time while my parents were gone, I was awoken and serviced, kissed and then my legs lifted. Hole fingered but this time with lubed and two fingers. Then for the first time a dick slipped inside me, fuck this hurt. A hand went over my mouth as the dick slide deeper inside me. He fucked me for five minute and then let his hand off my mouth. I had started to moan by now and ten minutes in he shot his load inside me. Instead of leaving this time he spooned me, thirst minutes later he slid inside me and fucked me for twenty more minutes and he shot his second load inside me. Then he got up, locked the bathroom door, showered then left. This happened each night, I would lick Marty’s hole, catch his load and swallow it and then get fucked in the dark. Neither of us said a work, I had realized these guys were not Marty but liked all the attention and realized I loved my ass being used. That is until the day my parents were coming home. Marty said, Ben, you are a good kid man. My buds love you, but when our parents are here it will have to be you and me, unless you are up for some daytime fun? Sure, why not, I said. Good to hear, I will let my buds know. They say you are a great fuck. I smiled at him and wanted to ask him why he had not fucked me, but I was too timid to ask. The first day time happed a few days after our parents returned. He drove me to a house in a nice neighborhood and told me the nice man would uber me home. I got out and kept looking back as I hesitantly walked up to the door. I rang the bell; Marty had driven off before a good-looking tall guy opened the door. The man smiled at me and said, you are better looking than your pics. Come in, let's get comfortable. He brought me a drink; it was my first-time having alcohol, it was sweet, and I drank it. He could tell I was nervous. We talked, when he could see the alcohol kick in, he had me stand up and he undressed me. He told me he was married but he liked young guys when his wife was away. He was rubbing my chest, then he leaned in and kissed me as he unbuttoned my pants and pushed them and my underwear to the ground. I was rock hard, he held my cock in his hand as he said, nice cock boy. Love your hairless body, I did not have any hair except above my penis. Even my balls were hairless. He pulled off his shirt and revealed an eight pack and a hairy stomach and chest. I rubbed my hand on his stomach and chest and felt his manly body. I moved my hands down to his belt and unfastened it, then unbuttoned his pants. When I unzipped his zipper, I could fee his big unit. I pushed his pants down, he was not wearing underwear, so his big dick hung semi hard. I picked it up, put it in my mouth and sucked his big dick as it grew in my mouth. He was not Marty’s length, but he was thick. I was having a hard time sucking past his head. I licked and sucked his head, he pulled out. He pulled me up and kissed me, he told me that I did better than his wife. I know you will get better with time. Sounds like he wants to see me again, is what I thought. Wow, this guy is sexy, he led me over to the sofa, his ass was so round. He sat down, I got right between his legs and licked and suck on his dick. He pushed my head down a little more every time I went down on him, and I soon had four inches inside. Then five, just when I was struggling, he let me head pull off so I could breathe and lifted his legs and told me to eat his hole. I licked on that hole and tongued him. He just moaned and held my head so I would go deeper. I tongued his hole for five minutes, he turned around so I could get a better angle and he did not have to hold his legs up. I ate away at his hole. Between his moans he said fuck if my wife could do this, I would not need you. What I took from that is he needs me, no one has ever said that to me. I liked it and ate his hole even more. He told me to kiss him, I got up and leaned in, he turned his head to make out with me as he lubed my cock. He broke off the kiss, saying rub your dick on my hole. He put some lube on his hole and I rubbed it up and down. He pressed his ass out and on one of my fucking motioned his hole caught the head of my cock and I pressed in a little. I pulled it out and went back to fucking his crack and then he did it again. This time I pressed in further and he moaned. My cock was tingling so much, I have never felt something like this. I slide more of my cock in, and he pushed back. Soon I was all the way inside him. He moved back and forth on my cock; fuck I love this I thought. I started to fuck his hole, soon my balls tightened, and I shot my load inside him. I was still rock hard, and he just backed up on my cock more. I never went down, and I fucked him some more and ten minutes later I shot my second load inside him. I pulled out and he told me to lick his hole again. I got down and tonged and licked that hot hole tasting my very own cum inside him. He let me do this for five minutes, then he said kiss me. He turned round, we made out then he led me to the bedroom. He said, now it is my turn to feel you inside. That frightened me, he was so big fuck I could never take him. He put me up on the bed, pushing my head down into a pillow as he got behind me and ate my hole. He started to finger me with lube, and he soon had three fingers inside me. I felt him stretching me and it hurt, I just bit on the pillow. He twisted them around, then he got a brown bottom, he lifted my head and put it up to my left nostril and had me inhale, then my right. Fuck that stuff made my head spin. He leaned in and kissed me, when he broke the kiss, he said. Babe you need to keep hitting those till I tell you to stop. Got it, I nodded my head and started. He went back to fingering my hole, it felt a lot better. Soon he had four fingers inside my tight hole, he pulled them out as he said that’s good boy. Then he lined up his fat cock and pressed it against my hole and he said, hit them again babe. He slid inside with a pop; I was breathless for several seconds and then I began to panic. Fuck, that is a lot of cock. He slowly inched inside me telling me what a good boy I was, he was so proud of me. He kept reminding me to hit the poppers until he was all the way inside me. He soon had me on my side, and he was slow fucking me as I whimpered, every time I was just about to tell him it was too much, he would remind me to hit the poppers. It was like he knew I was about to give up, after twenty minutes he was able to slow fuck me with several inches of his cock and I heard him say baby, you are about to get my nut. You are so hot and doing such a good job for daddy. You want my load don’t you boy. I nodded my head, he said babe, you your words. Tell daddy you want his load. I said, Daddy, please give me your load. He picked up his pace and several minutes later as I hit the poppers again, he shot his load inside me. He did not pull out till he went soft. His dick just slipped out of me as my hole closed keeping his cum inside me. He kissed my neck and said, lets shower. We got in the shower, and he cleaned me up, with soap and his hands all over me. Then he did himself. I shampooed my hear, as I waited for him to finish, and we stepped out. He handed me a towel and I dried off, rapped the two around my waist. He quickly pulled it off as he told me naked when you are with me. I need to see that beautiful boy body. I walked around totally self-conscious as he dressed. Then he got out his phone and videotaped me. He had me bend over and spread my checks so he could see my hole. Then he wanted me with my legs up on my back spreading it. After he was satisfied, he told me to get dressed. The uber will be here soon he said. I dressed quickly, he kissed me one last time before the uber arrived. He showed me to the door and said wait on the porch babe. I twill only be a minute as he shut the door and locked it. He was right, minutes later the uber arrived. My ass had started to get sore and sitting was started to bother me a little. The Driver seemed to notice and asked if I was okay. I just smiled and said, yea I am good. We made it back to the house, my parents were home, so I made some small talk with them, then headed upstairs. I got to my room and Marty came in a few minutes later. Little bro, you are such a hot little slut. That guy wants to see you Friday. I said, I don’t know. Oh bud, you got to do it. Come on, I am going to run out for a few hours but when I get back, I will need that hot mouth and tongue of yours. Hearing all about your hot sex has gotten me horny as fuck. I thought, fuck hope he does not want to fuck me too. I grabbed some pills from the medicine cabinet, Tylenol I believe. They helped a little, but I was still sore when Marty returned. I went into this bedroom and pulled off his shorts and sucked his big cock, licked his balls and ate his ass. He got hot, put his legs down and said suck the cum out of my balls you little sexy whore. I did not love him calling me a slut or a whore. I swallowed his load and headed back to my bedroom, curled up and fell asleep. In the morning I felt a lot better. I showed and rushed off to school since I overslept. In third period, I got a text from Mary. He sends the address of a local hotel and told me to go at 3 PM today to room 241. No more information but I had an idea what I was going there for. I was supper excited, anxious and nervous all wrapped into one. I finished last period, I wondered how I would clean out and if it would hurt. I opened my backpack and Marty had stopped by. How did he know my combination, did I tell him? I will figure that out later. There was a note that read: Little bro, I brough you a few things you may need for today. Your enema, lube, poppers (the brown bottle) and a jock have fun today. I went to the bathroom and cleaned out, slipped on the jock and headed to the hotel, it was a ten-minute walk from my school. When I arrived, I went up to room 241 and knocked. The man who opened the door was much older than the hot guy. He was good looking for a guy who looked older than my dad. He invited me in, once I stepped inside, he said, how about you undress while I pour us a drink. I slipped out of my clothes; the man came back with a drink for me. I sipped on it; it did not taste that great, but I sucked it down while this older man touched my little boy body. I stood there in my jock as he touched me all over, then he began to kiss my body, suck on my nipples, then kiss is way to my mouth making out with me hard as his hands slide my jock off and it dropped to the floor. He picked me up and carried me to the bed. I was totally naked, and he was still fully dressed, he laid me on the bed and engulfed my rock yard cock, sucking my balls and cock at the same time and then he lifted my legs and at my ass. He ate me for five minutes as I moaned. The drink was kicking in, he broke away from eating my hole, dropped my legs and stood up as he started to undress. He pulled his shirt off, his chest was well belt with black and gray hair all over it. He unfasted his pants and slipped them down with his tidy whiteys and stood back up. His pubic hair was black and gray, he had huge balls, but what stood out was his huge dick. It was long like Marty and thick like the other guys. His dick was starting to grow, I got up and came over to him and held his big dick as he leaned down and kissed me. He said, I see my boy likes daddy's big dick. I said, I do daddy. I got down and started to suck his cock. It was not as thick as the married guy but still thicker than Marty. I sucked his dick; I could get six inches in my mouth. His dick slipped out of his mouth as he got some lube. I grabbed my poppers as he lubed up my hole and fingered it. It started to hurt a little, but the bottoms helped. Once I was lubed up inside, he got on the bed and lubed his big dick and told me to sit on his daddy dick. I straddled him and lowered myself. He guided me to his cock, as he said. I love watching a boy take my entire dick. I really did not think that was possible. His dick head as right on my hole. I hit the poppers three times each side as his hand held my hips and he pressed his cock inside me. He held me steady as he impaled me slowly on his big dick. He kept looking into my eyes. He had entered me six inches or so when he said. Babe, hit the popper. I did again and his again pressed on my hips as he got atoner two inches inside me. He lifted me up and then pressed me down. I hit the poppers when he told me to and twenty minutes in, he was all the way inside me. He pulled me forward and slowly fucked my hole while I moaned and whimpered into his chest. This went on for twenty more minutes and he shot his first load inside me. He leaned over to the side as he pulled his huge cock out of me and then told me to clean his dick. I sucked, licked and cleaned him up. It was hot tasting the cum on his cock. When I finished, he made me another drink, I sipped on it. It was going to my head. We talked while we both drank our drinks. I was drunk in no time, he told me that he was married, would be in town one or two days a week for the next three months and needed a boy like me. I smiled and told him I loved his big dick. I was soon, on my knees sucking on that big dick, before I knew it, he had me on my back with my legs in the air, he was inside me fucking me with long strokes for twenty more minutes before he groaned and shot his second load inside me. He slid out, saying that is just what I needed. He again had me clean his cock, then said, how about you get dressed and let yourself out, he grabbed his wallet and handed me forty dollars, this will get you home in a cab. He got in the shower, I went to get dressed, he left his walled on the dresser. I was so curious; I found his license and his name was Gary Stevens and he was 56 years old. Fuck, this guy could be my grandfather. I rushed out, downstairs I caught a taxi and had the driver drop me off a block from home and walked home with that old guy cum inside me. I make me hot, besides I had not cum yet and needed to rush upstairs and jack off. I was hoping Marty did not interrupt me. Once in the room, I locked both doors and jacked off. Marty had tried to open my door when I was about to cum, he even knocked but I did not answer and shot my load. I cleaned up and unlocked the door. Marty came in and said, you fucking locked me out. I stammered and said no, but. Marty grabbed me by the chin and said, never lock that door again. You can keep our parents out, but you can never lock me out. Understand. I said, yes, I understand. He said, good. I do not want to have to have to hurt you for not listening. I looked at him wondering if he was serious or just joking. I decided not to find out. He then barked, be in my room at 10:30 tonight. I need serviced and be ready to suck me deep you little cock hound. I laid back on my bed and smiled a little.

It was the night I graduated high school. I was 17. The guy at the desk rolled his eyes and chuckled at my obvious home ID card. But he let me in. It was thrilling just walking through those doors. And once the men started whispering, Knowing my age, I was the most popular thing there that night.

"Easy there, let me give you a hand," I heard G say from behind me. Two strong hands in my armpits slowly lifted me upright and just off the ground so my legs could reestablish my center of gravity. He gently set me down, my ass cheeks closing and the wetness between them hitting me as I stood there. It was beginning to get dark; my intended run having been interrupted by an amazing fuck in the middle of nature. Add that to the list of things Shawn and I had never done. We both pulled our clothes on and decided to head back down the trail. At the base of the hill I saw just a lone Jeep parked, and assumed it was G's. Correctly, it would seem, as he turned and looked that way. "Well, I guess this is where we part ways," he said. "I hope you frequent these woods often, I'd love a repeat encounter sometime if you're down." "Yeah, I've been running these trails a few weeks now. That just happened to be a new one for me," I replied. "New in a few ways, I would guess," he said with a chuckle. He extended his hand and we had that generic handshake as we turned and headed in our separate ways. He hopped in his Jeep, fired it up, and drove off slowly past me as I started the short jog back to my place. Unknown to us though, we hadn't been alone in that forest, and in the fast-growing dark shadows a pair of eyes watched as we said our goodbyes and departed. Obviously in need of some cleanup once I returned home, I stripped the minute I was back inside and headed for the shower. The warm water felt good cascading down my body, washing away the sweat and dirt, but unable to touch the large pair of loads deep inside my hole. I could feel the slickness inside me as I moved, my insides greased with his cum. I began stroking my now-fully swollen dick, while reaching around to finger my hole. Finding a good rhythm, I closed my eyes and enjoyed the feel of my cock being stroked and my ass being probed by my own finger. In no time, I was blasting a load on the shower wall. Coming down from my sexual high, I finished my shower and after toweling off threw on a simple t-shirt and pair of shorts--commando, of course. I sat down on the couch and fired up the TV. Truth be told, I couldn't remember what I watched if I tried. I was too busy replaying the events of the evening in my head, so much so I hopped on one of the apps to browse some pics, hoping to draw my mind back. I wasn't on 2 minutes before the app buzzed and I had been noticed... by a few guys. One, well, let's just say I now had a way to contact G. I chuckled as I saw he had found me on the app, so I favorited him in order to have a way to get in touch with him next time. Two were older gentlemen that just didn't move the needle for me, and a fourth was an older dude in his early 40s. He was pretty thin and lean, and a bit haggard-looking. I saw I had a message in that moment; it was from this thin dude. < Hey man, what's going on with you tonight? > >> Nothing much. Just hopped on, horned up as fuck. LOL << < Nice man, let's have some fun. I could use an ass to use. > Direct and to the point. And in my condition, probably the best approach to getting in my pants! I was in no position to think clearly. I saw he was only 2 miles away, and my sexual lust was in complete control. I sent him my location and my unit number. < Can be there in five minutes, assuming you're ready now. > >> Yeah, I'm definitely ready! Haha << Guess I was really doing this! Those five minutes had barely passed when a knock at my door had me opening it. He stood in front of me, pretty much looking like his pic, if not a bit thinner. Had I been more coherent I'd have noticed his eyes and cheeks were a bit sunken in, but I never focused in on his face. A thin and lean guy standing in front of me in my state had my dick swelling in my shorts, and my one-track mind could only focus on the sexual frenzy in which I currently existed. I invited him in, and as I turned from closing the door his head was there and I found myself in an aggressive tongue-powered kiss. His tongue was exploring my mouth as his hands were all over me. Being about three inches taller, he was perfectly positioned to touch me at all the right angles. And soon his hands were at the waste band of my shorts. His thumbs hooked inside and I felt my shorts drop around my ankles. As he came up for air, he glanced down and then back up. Our eyes locked and I thought I noticed the hint of a smirk. "You definitely seem ready," he whispered through his partial smile. And with that I headed to the bedroom with him right behind me. I tore off my t-shirt and laid down on the bed on my back. I looked him over as he stripped down himself. Definitely thin, the hint of some abs, some light, rough stubble on his face, shaggy brown hair that matched in color. And as his jeans dropped I saw a cock that appeared to be 6 inches soft, cut, and with a large mushroom head. Below his cock, a pair of very large balls hung down about 2 inches. I'm not kidding when I say they were the size of golf balls. I wondered if he was one of those guys who stretched or pumped. His thin and veiny legs climbed up on my bed, bringing the rest of him closer. He came up between my legs while using his own to force mine apart, spreading and beginning to lift my ass. He bent over me and resumed giving me forceful and sloppy mouth-to-mouth. My own uncut cock was rock hard on my own partial abs, leaking pretty significantly. I could feel his growing but was simply too caught up in the making out to care. His hands slid down to my legs and began to push them back, further lifting my ass up. I felt him stretch his groin back as the trail of precum he left drew a line straight down my stomach and crotch until his cock--now thick and hard--dropped down and lodged itself in my crack, right at my hole. He began pressing and making mini thrusts, and with all his precum and the two loads inside me, his helmet quickly found itself parting my ass lips. I pressed down just slightly, hoping to push some of that internal lube toward him, but with a slightly harder thrust it provided him the opening to pop his head in, and he slowly sank the entirety of what was a 9 1/2" cock into my ass. His lips broke away from mine. "You have an amazing ass," he whispered. "It just sucked my entire cock in, and feels incredibly wet inside. Have you been fucked already?" "Yeah," I admitted, hoping that wouldn't be a turnoff for him. "Had a little fun in the woods earlier." He slowly withdrew his cock, and I thought I had ruined the fuck with that admission. But just as his head was about to pop out, he thrust back in balls-deep, and began to work up a rhythm. His mushroom head found my prostate and began stimulating me more than I thought was possible in my state. Our lips re-engaged. He had a steady rhythm, his balls slapping my ass as he picked up the speed. I imagined all that cum in my ass was getting pretty churned up, though that head on his cock was more likely acting like a plunger, pushing G's loads deep inside before the suction of his withdraws pulled them back down. He kept this up for about 30 minutes before I felt him begin shaking and his breathing through out kiss became raspy. He never stopped fucking me though and as he settled down and we continued making out his thrusting continued. In my mind, I knew he had shot his wad, and I could tell I was quite full of cum as I could feel it moving around in my bowels, trapped and moved around by his swollen member. About 15 minutes after he first came, he came again--the tell-tale signs again giving him away. Still he remained hard and continued fucking. I could tell from the way his balls smacked my ass they had shrunk a bit from his two big loads. And I believed it, since my ass was beginning to feel like I had used an enema. He lasted another 20 minutes or so before pumping his third--and about the same-sized load--deep in my ass. He collapsed on me, his rock hard cock still plugging my hole, and oozing out the bit of cum still left to drain into my ass. After about 10 minutes I felt him begin to soften and his cock slowly withdrew until his head was just inside my opening. He reached back and gave his cock a slight tug but only to start its exit. He left the tip there still plugging my hole as it slowly closed. I felt a drip of cum from his cock hit my hole and begin slowly sliding down my ass crack. He broke our kiss and smiled at me. "That was awesome, thanks man. My balls were so full!" "I could tell," I replied. "Feels like you emptied your bladder up in there!" I chuckled as I finished that statement. "I pissed before I came over, otherwise I totally would have!" he laughed back. He rolled off me and slipped off the bed, walking back to his clothes. My legs stretched out on the bed, happy to extend themselves finally. He pulled on his jeans and his crew top and slipped into his shoes. "Hit me up if you're ever down to fuck again, I'd love to drop a few loads in that ass on the regular." I got up off the bed and walked him to the door. He left with another quick kiss, and I returned--still naked--to my seat on the couch and opened the app. I added him as another favorite, and with that I went back to my bed and collapsed into a deep sleep still rock-hard, with my stomach slick and my ass full.

Last night when to a Pump and Dump scene in a hotel through Sniffies. I was the first one there so I fucked the bottom for a bit and another guy walked in he had a big uncut cock. He and I spit roasted the bottom a bit before I let him breed the bottom first he came a lot because it was dripping out of the bottom's hole. It didn't take me long to add my own big load to that sweet hole he could feel my cock in his second ring. But that isn't all I was still getting notifications from the group chat saying he was 5 loads in. I started getting hard again, so I went back I waited for two other guys to breed him while I jacked my cock to get close and then gave him another load. All and all a great night for my birthday lol. I love a sloppy hair hole to breed.

As a top, i love my partner slutty. I mean, real slutty, a no load refused cumdump. He would be open about it, talking about it with pride, no shame. I love them when they're insatiable.

Guaranteed I'll be backing my hole up to the GH for completely anon action.

I was 10 or 11 when a guy from my neighborhood suddenly took an interest in me. He was 5 or 6 years older and was known as the neighborhood freak. He was known to peek into windows, steal things, and other things that most people found perverted/gross. I took an interest into him. One day, we went to another neighbor's house. he said he was going to use the bathroom, but instead went to their parent's bedroom and raided the dad's porn collection. Later, him and I looked at the porn mags. He pulled out his erection and told me to do the same. Then he asked if I knew how to jack off, and I didn't, so he started to show me. He then told me jacking off is better when it is wet, so he got me to suck his dick. We met up many times over the next year. That is when another neighbor, who was my age, wanted me to start sucking his dick. This neighbor, was the guy who everybody wanted to be friends with. Him and I were already close, but now we were really close, I sucked his dick 5 times a week for 4 years. It ended when we started high school and he got his first girlfriend.

I believe it is. The scientific data and historical sources portray a majority of humans as bisexual.

It was late on a Friday afternoon, the work week was over, and I felt like letting loose and having some fun. While waiting for my dealer to arrive, I got cleaned up and cleaned out, then took half a dozen hits on the glass pipe. For once, my dealer was right on time, fixing me up with a nice fat 8ball, so I was ready for the weekend. After I pulled on a black jockstrap, my bare assed chaps, and my boots, I decided to check out my favorite bar. I like it because it’s a large space, with high ceilings, and it has a patio that’s perfect for cruising. The place draws a very masculine crowd, and it has a well deserved reputation for attracting men into PNP. I tied a long sleeved flannel shirt around my waist, to cover my bare ass, and off to the bar I went. I was leaning back against one of the benches that line the back wall, casually watching a game of pool, when I saw this guy walk in who caught my eye. Even though he was dressed like he just came from the office on casual Friday, wearing Dockers and a Polo shirt, he gave off a strong vibe that he could very likely be a hot prospect. It didn’t take long for me to find out. After he ordered a beer, he stripped off his Polo shirt, then his Dockers, folded them neatly, and laid them on one of the bar stools. He looked to be around 40 years old, had large hands, a broad chest, a great tan, and obviously worked out regularly. Now, he was wearing just a pair of tight black cotton briefs that really showed off the curves of his muscular bubble ass. I could see why he had positioned himself at the end of the bar. It was the perfect location for him to rather discreetly expose his big, thick cock and show it off. As he occasionally took a pull on his bottle of beer, his other hand pulled on his cock, and it quickly swelled to impressive length and extremely impressive thickness. He certainly had my attention. Most of the time, he looked straight ahead, but, once in a while, he would look my way, and flex his cock, making it jump. It certainly looked like an invitation to me. After a few seconds, I got up my courage, walked around the pool table, and stood right next to him, at the bar. He raised his beer, in salute, told me his name was Tony, then he asked me what I was drinking. He bought me a bottle of water and another beer for himself. I couldn’t help but notice how large his pupils were, so I knew that he had been partying, too. Before long Tony said that he really needed to take a piss, and he asked me if that was something I could take care of for him. I knew exactly what he meant, and I said, “Yes, Sir.” He had me follow him out to the patio where he positioned himself in a dark corner. Without saying anything, he placed his hands on my shoulders and pushed me down, so that I was on my knees, in front of him. Immediately, a lot of men gathered around to watch, as he pulled down the front of his briefs and flopped out his still semi-hard thick cock. As soon as I took his big helmet head between my lips, he let loose with a flood of warm chem piss. There was nothing I could do but keep guzzling it down, as fast as I could swallow, until he was completely drained. My stomach felt extremely full, and he voiced his approval, impressed that I was able to take it all. I knew that it wouldn’t be very long before I would be the one who needed to unload. Sure enough, not more than 10 minutes later, I felt like I was going to explode. We went back out to the patio where Tony spotted a Dad and his young boy, both dressed in full leather. He asked the Dad if his boy was into chem piss. Without answering the question, the Dad put the boy on his knees, in front of me, and I blasted what seemed like an endless stream of chem piss down the boy’s throat. When I was finished, the Dad told his boy, “What do you say ?” The boy looked up at me and said, “Thank you.” Walking back inside the bar, Tony asked me if I ever slammed. I said, “Yeh, a few times.” He said, “Good. Let’s get you recharged.” With that, we both went into one of the restrooms that was supposed to be for only one person at a time, and we locked the door. Tony pulled out a small zippered pouch from his pants pocket. He tied off my upper arm, and found a good bulging vein, which he swabbed with an alcohol pad. After pulling off the cap with his teeth, he slowly slid the needle in, pulled back on the plunger, got the flash, then completely depressed the plunger. Very quickly, he removed the tie from my upper arm and pulled out the needle. I pressed 2 fingers against the crook of my elbow, and held my arm over my head, as I coughed loudly, and a tremendous rush began coursing through my body. Tony said, “How you feeling, now ?” Between rapid breaths, all I could say was, “holy fuck !”

Always raw. Nothing beats the thrill of having unprotected sex with a total stranger (or multiple strangers). I'm on board with the "war against condoms" - Bareback sex or nothing 😉

Thinking with your cock always leads to the right decision.