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“That was some party last night, huh?” my wife Beth said. “I saw you leave with Eric. Tell me what happened.” She looked at me intently. I knew I would tell her everything. * * * It had been her idea to dress me as a woman for the Halloween party the night before. She had suggested it a couple of weeks earlier. She had often said I was kind of pretty rather than handsome. I agreed to her idea, but I certainly didn’t appreciate just how far she would go. We had spent hours preparing for the party. She had made me shave my body hair, plucked my eyebrows, used bright red polish on my finger nails, and then spent a long time doing my makeup. She even told me use an enema, “just in case you meet some guy you really like,” as she put it. She dressed me in a garter belt and black stockings, high heels she bought in my size, and a bra which she filled with silicon falsies. When she saw that I had an erection in her black lace panties, she simply said she would take care of the bulge, and she taped my cock back against my abdomen. Then I slipped on a short, tight black dress. She gave me some of her jewelry to wear, including her fake diamond rings, and dabbed some of her perfume on my wrists and behind my ears. Last came a shoulder-length, dark brunette wig. When we were done, I stood in front of a mirror. I was amazed at the transformation: I really looked like an attractive woman. My whole body tingled with excitement. “Wow!” Beth exclaimed. “Andy, you are one hot-looking babe. You could easily pass as a woman. You need a cute woman’s name. We’ll call you Robin tonight at the party.” I thought it odd that she chose the name of my former girlfriend but I didn’t say anything. I felt my face get warm and saw myself blush in the mirror. I began to have second thoughts and told her I didn’t think I could go through with it, but she dismissed my doubts. “We’re just going to a Halloween party, Robin. People always cross boundaries at these things. Just go with it.” And I did. I was very nervous at first. About half the people were in costume, and I wasn’t the only one cross-dressing. That helped me relax. A couple of guys gave me drinks and I started to loosen up and flirt with them, using gestures I had often seen my wife use when she was teasing men. It all seemed like harmless fun. I had no intention of letting it go beyond that until I met Eric, a friend of Beth’s from work. She had mentioned him as a very handsome gay man. I saw them talking and looking at me, and then she signaled me to come over. He was absolutely gorgeous! He had an amazing physique, which he showed off in a tight tank top and short-shorts. I noticed a cute rope tattoo on his right bicep. My mouth was strangely dry. My cock strained against the tape. I wasn’t sure what was happening to me. “Eric, meet my friend Robin,” Beth said. “I’ve been telling you about her. She’s on the shy side but really sweet once you get to know her.” She winked at him and then went across the room to speak with her friend Mark, an ex-boyfriend that she still slept with on the side. Eric took me by the hand and led me to a quiet corner. He told me how pretty I was and how much he liked my perfume. I couldn’t understand why I found his words so exciting, but I was secretly thrilled that he found me attractive. Then he leaned close, put his arm around my waist, and kissed and licked my neck. Then he breathed on the wet spot. My whole body trembled. I looked for Beth, but she was on the far side of the room, slow-dancing with Mark. “Why don’t we split and go back to my place?” Eric whispered in my ear. “I’d love that,” I replied, still stimulated by the thought that he found me desirable and dizzy with a sexual desire I couldn’t really understand. He called a car and we got into the back seat. On the ride to his place, he stroked the inside of my thigh. I turned toward him and his lips found mine. It was the first time I had kissed a man. I was surprised by how natural it felt and how much I liked it. What was happening to me? When we reached his building, Eric led me inside by the hand. We rode the elevator to his floor, his hand stroking my butt. I enjoyed the sensation. Once inside his apartment, he embraced me and we started to kiss, much more passionately. I was aware of the physical difference between us and how I really felt like the female half of a couple. Even in my heels, he was at least three inches taller than me. I am slender and his body seemed much more masculine than mine. After a few minutes, Eric guided me into his living room, where he sat on a chair and spread his legs. I kneeled in front of him, and unfastened his shorts. He lifted his hips and I slid his shorts and briefs down and off. I looked up and saw his cock, long and veiny, inches from my face. It seemed natural to grasp it in my hands, which looked so feminine with my wife’s sparkling rings and my red nails. I stroked his cock gently for a couple of minutes, then looked into Eric’s blue eyes. I knew what he wanted. I wanted it, too. I leaned forward and licked the silky-smooth head of his dick, glistening with his precum. It was delicious! Now I understood why Beth loved sucking cock, mine and other guys’. I ran my tongue along the shaft and then around his balls. Finally, I began to take Eric’s dick into my mouth, gently and slowly, and was rewarded with a loud moan. His hands found my head, his grip gentle. “First time you sucked a man’s cock?” he asked. “Mm-hmm,” I murmured, not stopping. “I think you’re a natural,” he said. My heart skipped a beat. I continued to suck him, pumping him firmly but gently, the way I liked Beth to do it. I had to pause when he hit the back of my throat and I gagged, but he understood. I resumed and started to go faster, pausing at times to take his balls in my mouth. Eric couldn’t restrain himself as he thrust into my mouth. Eager to swallow his load, I thought he was about to cum. But he stopped me and pulled my mouth off him. I looked up at him, puzzled. “I have something else in mind, Robin. Let’s go into my bedroom.” Once there, Eric, unzipped my dress in back and I let it slip off my shoulders to the floor. He slid his fingers into the waist of my panties and pulled them down, too. Then he carefully removed the tape from my cock, which sprung forward. He didn’t remove my bra or my garter belt, stockings, and heels. In my head space, I was still pretending to be a woman. Eric kicked off his shoes and then pulled his tank top over his head. That’s when I saw it: the poison symbol tattoo on his lower abdomen. He saw me staring at it. “You know what this means?” I nodded. “I can use a rubber, if you prefer. But we’ll both enjoy this more if I’m uncovered.” I knew I wasn’t thinking clearly. I was too caught up in the moment. “Will you stop if I ask you to?” “Of course,” he answered. “Let’s start without a condom.” He smiled broadly. I lay down on my back with my head on the pillow, the hair on my wig brushing against my cheeks. It was a very demine sensation. Eric lay on top of me. I loved feeling his masculine bulk pressing me into the mattress. As we resumed kissing, I ran my hands over his muscular arms, back and shoulders, incredibly turned on by his strength. Our cocks rubbed together, his longer and thicker than mine. Then he slid down the bed and pushed my legs up and apart. I felt his tongue on my butt hole, then it wormed its way inside me. I felt my entire body quiver with wonderful, new sensations. Suddenly I was very glad Beth had made me clean myself out. How could she have known? Eric paused to reach for some lube, which he spread on his fingers and then applied to my ass. I felt him penetrate me, first with one finger, next a second, then a third. His touch was gentle, warm and pleasurable. After stretching me for a couple of minutes, he moved his body up and pointed his cock at my hole. I reached down and guided the tip until it met my flesh and then slid into me, slowly. It seemed strange to be doing to another man what my wife had done so often to me. But it also felt very natural, like this was what I should always have been doing. At first my ass resisted and I felt a burning sensation. I worried that I wouldn’t be able to take such a thick cock. Eric saw me wince. “Just relax and push back, Robin,” he said softly. All of a sudden, my ass opened to welcome the intruder, and I felt a kind of rippling sensation as my sphincter accepted penetration. I gasped at the intense pleasure, which only grew stronger as Eric went deeper. He must’ve hit my prostate because it felt amazing, incredible. I never wanted the feeling to end. Soon Eric was buried deep, so deep, inside me, his balls resting against my butt cheeks. He kissed me, our tongues dancing together. “Oh, god, Robin,” he said. “You are so tight and warm. Do you like it?” “I love it!” I replied. “I love being fucked. I can’t believe what I’ve been missing.” Eric smiled. “Well, honey, you don’t have to miss it anymore.” He started to move in and out, propping himself on his arms. I rested my legs on his shoulders. I thought my tights and heels looked cute. When I gripped his powerful forearms with my dainty hands, I felt very, well, female, but also something else – I knew the female part was pretend, a fantasy, but the pleasure came from being a man being fucked in the ass by a stronger, more masculine man. I knew in that instant that I was meant to be a bottom. Eric picked up the pace, with long, deep thrusts. I looked at his face, lost in his own pleasure. I could sense his building orgasm. He paused. “I’m gonna cum soon. Should I pull out? Tell me now, baby, before it’s too late.” The moment of decision. I knew what he wanted. I also wanted it. No, I needed it. Besides, weird as it seemed, somewhere inside me, I knew I would have to tell Beth that I had made him pull out, and she would be pissed and disappointed. I couldn’t face her disapproval. “Cum inside me, Eric. I don’t care if you’re positive. I want you to cum inside me.” He smiled and kissed me deeply. Then he resumed pounding my ass, his balls slapping loudly against my ass cheeks. Deep grunts escaped his throat. Such a sexy sound, a man rutting in heat, about to deposit his seed in his bitch. Me. One final grunt, a pause, and then rapid deep thrusts. I could feel the ribbons of his toxic cum with each pulse. So much wetness inside me! Eric collapsed on top of me, breathing very hard. I turned my head, our lips met again, and his tongue invaded my mouth. In a few minutes, he drifted off to sleep, still inside me. My fingers stroked his hair and back. Then I was overcome with a wave of doubt and fear. I had been reckless, caught up in our passion. Would I be infected? I could even die. But then I realized that I wanted to share the risks with other gay men, and I accepted what I had chosen to do. The rest of the night we spent fucking and sleeping. In the morning I slipped on my dress, with Eric pulling up the zipper. He held me close, then looked me in the eyes. “I enjoyed my night with Robin. I would love to see you again. But next time it has to be with Andy. You have to accept who you are.” “I’ll think about it,” I said. I felt a tear in my eye as I turned away from him and left. * * * I related all of this to Beth when she asked me about the night. She seemed delighted that I had let Eric fuck me bareback. “I mean, when you left with him, I assumed you would suck his cock. But I didn’t think you’d let him fuck you like a little bimbo. And bareback! What got into you, Andy?” “I don’t know. I got caught up in the moment.” She said nothing for a few minutes. “Does he want to see you again?” she asked, “Yes, but only if I come as a man. No more Robin stuff.” “So, he wants you to accept that you’re gay, right?” There was a pause as I thought about where this had taken me. “Yes. I think I’m ready for that.” “Andy, I’ve always suspected that you were gay. I’m really glad you’ve reached this point. I was planning to tell you today that I’ve decided Mark and I should be together. It’s much easier this way, knowing you’ve found out who you really are.” I sat in silence, trying to sort out my emotions. As usual, Beth was right. I had enjoyed man sex much more than straight sex. She couldn’t stay married to a gay man. She broke the silence. “And the best part, honey, is that I think you may have a boyfriend. Eric wants to see you again. Don’t wait – text him you want to go on a date with him next weekend.” I didn’t hesitate. Then she gave me a big hug. We held each other for a long time. * * * Eric invited me to dinner the following Saturday. I found it impossible to concentrate on anything else. Beth wasn’t around much – she moved in with Mark the day after the party. But she was still involved with what she called my “lifestyle evolution.” She had very definite ideas about how gay men dressed and decided I needed new clothes, much tighter than what I had been wearing. “You have such a cute body, Andy,” she said. “You should flaunt it so Eric and other gay men can admire it.” I had to admit I really liked the way I looked in what she had picked out. The clothes accentuated my slim build and tight bubble butt. Then she went online to a place that sells underwear for gay men and found me several thongs and one pair of briefs with no back. It left my butt exposed and available. She insisted I model it for her. “Oh, honey, that’ll be perfect for date night with your boyfriend. It’ll make it so easy for him to fuck you.” I blushed but agreed I would wear it. On our date, Eric took me to dinner. We weren’t the only gay couple in the restaurant, which made me more comfortable. He held my hand and occasionally reached beneath the table to stroke my exposed thigh – this time we were both wearing short-shorts. I noticed he was wearing a rainbow pride ring. “I want one of those,” I said, and he promised to buy me one. After dinner we strolled hand-in-hand through a neighborhood park. Once we stopped to kiss; I found the idea of making out in public with another man to be a real turn-on. We ended up back at my house, where we were soon down to our underwear. He loved how my backless briefs made my ass so available and told me to thank Beth. We positioned ourselves on the bed so we could pleasure each other at the same time. I built up to an orgasm more quickly and erupted in his mouth. He held my cum within his lips until he could maneuver to kiss me so we could share the taste of my jism. I loved it! Eric next directed me to stand facing the dresser, legs apart, with my ass exposed. I stared into the mirror behind the dresser as he approached me from behind. Then our eyes met in our reflections. “I’ll ask you again, Andy: do you want me to use a rubber? I’m not on meds. If I keep fucking you bareback, I will impregnate you with my toxic seed. That would be very special for me. But you have to be willing.” “It would be special for me, too, sweetie,” I replied immediately. “When you asked me out again, I knew that I wanted to share my body with you and please you without any limits.” With that, Eric began to lube my hole. This time he wasn’t gentle and I felt him scratch me inside. He was going to poz me intentionally. That thought made me hot with desire. I pushed my ass back toward my top and told him, no, ordered him to fuck me. He gripped my waist with his strong hands. Then I felt the head of his dick press against my butt hole, slick with lube. The burning sensation followed as my sphincter resisted. For a moment I was afraid I wouldn’t be able to take Eric’s cock, but I told myself Robin had done it and so could I. As if it had a will of its own (and maybe it does?), my ass opened and welcomed his penetration. I grabbed the dresser and moaned. My body was wracked with wonderful sensations of warmth and fullness. Eric pushed into me, steadily and relentlessly, leaning forward to plant wet kisses in my ear. He told me how much he loved being inside me and how my cunt was made for his cock. I loved the way he talked dirty to me, making me feel like a slut even though he was the only man I had had sex with. I looked down at the dresser and saw a picture of Beth in a black negligee staring back at me, her chin resting on her hand with her wedding and engagement ring clearly visible. Eric saw the photo, too. “She’s a very sexy woman, Andy. You two will have more in common now – you can both get fucked by men who like to be on top.” I smiled at him in the mirror and told him he had that right. Eric picked up the pace. I caught his rhythm and started to push my butt back to meet his thrusts, which seemed to energize him even more. In the mirror I looked at his face, taut with pleasure and mounting sexual tension. I could sense his approaching orgasm as I kept pushing back on him. “Cum inside me, Eric!” I pleaded loudly. “Give me your toxic seed. Breed me. I need it. I need to go all the way with you.” “Here it comes, baby,” Eric cried out. “Take my fucking toxic load. Take it all.” I felt his body tense one final time, then he slammed into me repeatedly and I again felt his warm cum spurting inside me. I could picture the poison jism shooting deep into my ass, seeking the raw tissue and the path to my bloodstream. There would be no turning back now. I had chosen my fate. I felt a strange sense of calm and completeness. I turned my face to Eric’s, pulled his mouth to mine, and we shared a deep kiss that seemed to go on forever.

I haven’t been taking loads is much lately as I getting big into meditation as I’ve been feeling empty wasting so much time on hookups. Last Friday I was feeling super horned and a little depressed so I stopped at one the video stores and slut in me is so glad I did. It was slow at first but eventually a guy comes in who really wasn’t my type. Turns out he stripped completely and was hanging by a booth with a solid 7 inches hard. So I hop in the adjacent booth and blow him at first , and then turned around and let him breed my ass through the glory hole which he did for a good 20-25 minutes before blowing his load inside me. After he left I found another guy that wanted me to blow him and he asked me if he could nut in my mouth. I said I’d rather you nut on my ass and bent over for him. He starts jerking furiously and Instead of blowing it on my ass, he pushes his cock head into my hole and nuts inside me. Now I’m so turned on, I go into a booth by myself and start stroking one out, when I was getting close I head more people outside so I went for a look. Saw a hot guy in a hallway corner and he motions me over and I start blowing him. I noticed others were watching but just kept working on him. He gets me off my knees and has me bend over the chair. I figure he’s gonna fuck me but instead he motions to someone else I really can’t see at all and that guy fucks me. He was pretty big too. So he s grunting and cums fairly quick. And then another guy comes up and fucks me. He took longer, about 10 minutes of very hard fucking. He was not as big but still a great fuck and then he nuts in me. So now it’s the guy who I was blowing to fuck me. But he won’t. Says he doesn’t want to catch anything as he just watch two strangers breed me. So I said ok. And he went to jerk off to a porn movie. I said when you get close , let me know and I’ll finish you off. So I start walking around for a bit and kinda forgot. Then out of the blue he comes back. I was gonna get down on my knees again but he bends me over pushes in and cums on the third thrust and just leaves. So I get dressed again and found a booth with a decent movie to watch and just got really high on my poppers and rubbed out a load. I never even bothered to woo up or anything. Just went home with all the cum soaking my clothes. so much fun

*********** Finale ********* The room is dark, the windows covered by additional black out curtains. It already smells of gay sex. Testosterone, cum, arse and sweat. I had arrived a couple of hours earlier and was greeted by five other guys. Three of whom who had fucked, bred and pozzed me two months earlier. The other two had been present at my conversion but hadn't fucked me. None of us were wearing the masks that we would wear when our victim was due to arrive an hour later. We were all naked and horny. I was incredibly turned on especially, as I had been told I had first dabs at fucking the young neg who was due to attend. Since my diagnosis I had become a rabid breeder. Previously I had mainly been a bottom but, lately I had become obsessed with wanting to impregnate as many men as possible. I had attended a few saunas in London and fucked a couple of dozen men through glory holes and in dark rooms. All had been bareback but I hadn't known their status and most would, I guess, have been on prep or already be poz. But, the guy attending tonight was like me. A neg guy who was desperate to be bred and infected. This was a huge turn on, knowing it was my seed that would change his life forever. However, I had unfinished business before he arrived. I wanted to get the seed of the two guys inside me who hadn't bred me yet. The need to get poz cum from as many different men as possible had not diminished. Both were ready and very willing. Both were thin and gaunt and ready to fuck. One had a shaved head and looked sick. The other dark and bearded. I made my desire known to both and they joined me on the king size bed. I greedily took hold of the bearded guys cock and placed it in my mouth as he lay down on the bed beside me. He was very hairy and his cock, which was around 8" protruded through his thick bush. He had huge balls, full of toxic seed. The bald guy lay down behind me, kissing me on the neck. I felt his hands on my arse cheeks, pulling them apart. He then began rimming my hole with a finger before sliding it inside me. I was in heaven. The cock in my mouth began to drip copious amounts of precum almost immediately. It tasted wonderful, salty and very creamy. I buried my face in his bush, his cock deep in my throat. The bald guy removed his finger from my hole and I felt him manoeuvre the head of his cock into position. Suddenly he rammed it inside me. The pain was intense as my sphincter surrendered to his immense girth. It was definitely the thickest cock I had ever accommodated. It felt like he was tearing me apart. Once fully inside he held it in position allowing the soft walls of my hole to become used to his width. As I began to relax it began to feel fantastic. Then slowly he began to move inside me. Fucking me very slowly. At the same time the guy in my mouth began face fucking me. I was now totally at their mercy. There to be used for their pleasure. The bald guy picked up the pace and started a nice rhythm, pumping me long and hard. The guy in my mouth suddenly grunted and my mouth was filled with hot, lumpy, thick creamy sperm. I had to restrain myself not to cum at this point. I wanted to retain all my seed for the fuck later. The bald guy who had now been riding me for ten minutes began to buck and grunt as his cocked pumping copious amounts of his superior toxic HIV infected sperm deep into my body. I swear I felt the jet of cum hit the soft yielding flesh of my guts. The other three guys had been watching had to hold off from spilling their own seed although they all looked pretty close. The two men who had just had sex with me then swapped places. I could now see how big the bald guys cock was and it was BIG! At least as wide as a beer can and 9 or 10 inches long with a perfectly formed domed head. It was coated in his cum and streak of my blood. I immediately took it in my mouth and began cleaning him. It tasted wonderful and was still leaking sperm. The bearded guy, who I had just sucked off now had his mouth on my hole sucking and slurping the cum from my arse. I later discovered that these two were actually a married couple and always played together. The bald one had pozzed the bearded one on their wedding night. After a few more minutes we began to relax a little and rested. I had just finished a glass of water when I heard a faint knock on the door. We all looked at each other. The young victim had actually turned up. Apparently only one in about ten do and then some still back out, so there was still time. It was time to mask up and I saw the bald guy gesture for me to go and greet the visitor. I opened the interior door of the suite and closed it behind me. The guy who stood before me was black, only in his late teens and maybe 18 or 19. As instructed he was naked. He was visibly shaking and had fear in his eyes. His body was beautiful. He had a well defined muscular body with clear brown skin. His face was soft, although masculine and very handsome. My cock was rock hard now, knowing that soon he would be mine and carry my DNA in him for the rest of his life. He handed me his completed contract. I said " Are you sure you want this " and he said, in a soft but clear voice that he did. I opened the interior door and we entered the room. His mouth opened when he saw the men waiting for him and for a second I actually thought he would bolt for the door. I reach toward him and cradled his balls in my right hand and felt his beautiful round arse with my other. He felt so good. His balls were of a good size and as I cradled them his cock began to grow. His buttocks were firm and I pulled him toward me. He was now fully erect and he had a beautiful cock. Although only of a normal girth, he was at least 9" long. I began to lead him to the bed, where his life would be changed forever. As they had done with me, two of the men restrained his arms and two his legs at the ankles. I got onto the bed behind him and between his legs. I put my hands on his buttocks and pulled them apart. His hole looked tight and I thought I heard him whimper as I manoeuvred in behind, ready to mount him. I pushed the middle finger of my right hand inside him and he squirmed. One of the men holding his arms produced a bottle of poppers and presented them to his nose, closing one nostril then the other as he greedily filled his lungs with the fumes. He sighed as the vapour took effect and I took this as a signal and slid my cock past his sphincter and as deep as I could inside him. He screamed into the pillow beneath his head as I began to thrust myself into him. His intense pain was my intense pleasure. The sensations on my cock were better than I'd ever felt and the knowledge that he was completely at my mercy and I was about to impregnate him soon sent me to the edge. I had only been fucking him for four or five minutes but couldn't hold off any longer, the pressure in my loins was just too great. The release was sudden and violent as my cock exploded inside him. My orgasm more powerful and longer than I'd ever experienced before as I flooded him with my seed. As It subsided I collapsed on his back completely spent. Very faintly I heard him whisper "Thankyou" As I rested and watched the others take turns at ruining him, rough fucking him until his hole wss destroyed I wondered if he to, would join us in helping to convert other neg guys. Now I had knowingly knocked up someone I knew my main purpose in life was to breed as many neg guys as possible. ********* The End *********

I'll start by saying I was alot younger then I am now! I had been working out at the YMCA with some friends during the summer. This Y was huge and in a very old building so the men's locker room was huge and had the old style shower set up. You know the poles in the middle with shower heads. As a horny young bro, I couldn't wait to get in there and see some skin! Now most of the guys showering at the time were a lot older then me. Mostly daddies, business men on their lunch break,or guys my age. I was in dick heaven! Most of the guys would sideeye my dick but, everyone there seem to be all business. However one time when I was just about to leave and as I had my back to the pole washing the shampoo outta my hair, a guy behind me said 'damn son, I wish I had that curly shaggy hair!' For that summer I had let my hair grow out abit. I was constantly pushing it outta my eyes! I turned around and this 35ish guy had come in and taken the pole next to me. He was white, tall, and lean. Shaved crew cut and a massive heavy dick. It appeared to my young eyes that it was the size of a baby arm and almost reached his knees! I stood there speechless! He immediately saw me staring and when I looked up, he winked at me. I came back to reality and said I said I was sorry, I didn't mean to stare. He said not to worry and he was used to it. I was proceeded to continue to rinse off as we were now the only ones at this pole. He said you've got quite the tool as well and a nice body for my age. I blushed but, was actually proud of myself cause that was the summer I had really transformed my body and had put on some muscle. He asked how long I had been working out and we chatted for abit. As we did I couldn't keep my eyes of his knob and I proceeded to get a massive hard on! He, of course, noticed and I reached for my towel on the wall. He asked me if I wanted to go back to his place nearby! He said he wasn't a insane [banned word] and he just wanted to give my ass a rub down. Next you know we are at his place! He turns on the radio, he grabs a beer and offers me a coke. I said I'll take a beer...he laughed and asked if he should check ID but, he gave me the bottle he was holding and got him another one. We sat shirtless on his couch and he proceeded to put on some porn. I immediately reached over and grabbed his crotch. He laughed and said bold little fucker! He proceeded to drop his shorts and I was naked in no time! I said that I wanted to get fucked and he replied that he didn't think my young ass could take it. I told him that I wanted to try. He got up and went into the bedroom and then came back with lube, a towel, a silver can, and poppers! I look back and noticed that he never asked me about condoms or if I was cleaned out for fucking. I was horny and already jerking off and I didn't care. He said to get on my knees on the couch so I turned around from the sitting position to the fucking position exposing my starfish for that hose. He started to finger lube me and said I was quite tight but, he could tell my meaty butt was begging for it. He said that if I needed to stop just to tell him and that I was in control. I felt him line up his bell head to my hole and proceed to slowly push in. Now guys, at this point in my life, this was still new to me so it took awhile to get pass the initial O ring and then burned like hell but, my ass was determined to take it. He got it in but, not all. He leaned over and gave me some poppers and as proceeded to go into heat, he'd go a little farther. It's when he proceeded to go pass the second O ring that I panicked abit. He told me to relax and calm down...that was in control and we'd wait until my body adjusted. So we stayed rutted and he rubbed my butt, back, and shoulders. We softly talked over the porn in the background. He kept telling me how good a job I was doing. After I had calmed down and adjusted, he then sprayed the max impact on the towel then handed to me. He instructed me to put into my mouth and breath in quickly then take it out. I proceeded to fly and it seemed my ass budded open! He proceeded to pass my second O ring...and slowly gave me a fucking. He wasn't all the way in but, when he moved foward he layed on my back and wrapped his arms around me and I felt massively full! He proceeded to rub his face in the hair on the back of my head. He'd moan and told me how good my ass felt. I was holding onto the couch with one hand and jerking with other. I'd had initially cum when he entered me but, I was ready to cum again! He upped the speed and I took some more maximum impact. He said he knew a kinky bastard in the making. I moaned a growl! He then took a mouthful of my hair and held on as he started to piston fuck me! I started to moan louder and he kept blowing air outta his nostrils! He then let go of my hair for a moment and asked where he could cum. I was in heat and "very irresponsibly" (wink) said in me! He bit my hair again and came up my ass. He snorted through his nose! I screamed as I felt him push further my young insides and spooged all over the seat cushions below me! I remember he didn't pull out all the way immediately. He layed on my back and as his breathing returned to normal he said that was a great fuck! We had been so loud that I said I hope his neighbors didn't mind?! He's said that they were all gay men and if they had been home, they would have come over the moment they heard us to join in! He pulled out and invited me to use the bathroom if I needed to clean up. Now guys, I sat down on that toilet thinking cum, lube, and everything else would come out but, I was clean as a whistle! Nothing came out! I guess his load was to far up there and that's where it stayed. Sorry to be gross but to add to the reality of this experience, I didn't shit for 24 hours after and still it's was as I had never been fucked! We chatted for abit and then I came again as he watched me jerk off to porn. He said that his door was always open and to come by anytime. Sadly the next time I went to his place he had moved! Stud, I hope life has been good to you. If you're on BZ, then contact me! My ass wants to sit on your pole again and make more memories!

Greetings all, sorry that life and commitments have gotten in the way of keeping this story rolling. Summer has a way of just taking off with travel and events, but thankfully chapters have continued to develop even during the time away. Also, an acknowledgement before we continue: a big thank you to Viking8x6 for alerting me that I was beginning to run afoul of some boundaries set forth for the forum. With his assistance, we modified the last two chapters to bring them in-line with the rules. The events haven't changed, merely the dialogue has been toned down a bit to keep the story in a state where it can continue to remain shared with all of you. Apologies to anyone who may have been offended, as a writer it's sometimes easy to get carried away with the creative juices and venture into that gray area. With that said, we pick up right where we left off... ------------- "Mmmmm..." G's eyes rolled back for a moment as he relished the feeling of his thick, uncut piece hilted in my sloppy ass. Slowly he began to pull back and then slide in, a gentle, rhythmic fucking. I knew with him having cum three times already that this one was going to take a while. "I really do love the feeling of your ass, seeing you lay there taking my cum," he said softly. "A large part of that is probably because of how much you remind me of my time with Paul. Though I was where you are now when I was with him." It dawned on me that this was more than just a random fuck in the woods. Through me, he was reliving memories of his sexual past. I suppose in some circumstances I would feel the butterflies fluttering about my stomach, flattered speechless by this compliment. And yet my mind was still racing to process what had been revealed to me over the course of the last hour. Or was it two? How long exactly have I been laying on this tree taking loads??? I've always thought I had pretty good stamina when it came to sex, but I don't think I'd even made it four rounds in a session, much less taking a seventh load before the last 24 hours. Yet he had a steady, driving motion going on. My body sliding up and down gently on the bed of our clothes as the cum from four different men lubricated my ass walls. Poisonous cum. It was hot; not just warm anymore, I was physically feeling the heat. Oh yeah, he was talking to me, wasn't he? "...bent over, he slipped in me pretty easily. He must have had me pegged from the moment he saw me. Hey, Reid, you okay? You look a bit out of it." His voice carried a little bit of concern. And truthfully, while I didn't feel great, I wasn't quite sure how to answer him. He slowed his thrusting, and reached up to touch my forehead with the back of his one hand. "Oh, my. Well, I think I know the problem!" He almost seemed to say it with relief, and just the slightest hint of a smile. He resumed his thrusting, though more determined this time. "How about I finish up here and we get you home. Pretty sure you're going to need your bed very soon." He was a man on a mission, firmly intent on planting one more load of his noxious cum in my ass before we left. His meat was hard as steel, almost painfully stabbing the depth of my colon with each full extension in. The slapping of his balls on my ass fell away and I knew they had drawn up; time to release! I braced myself. Only this time, rather than slam deep and inject as far inside me as he could, G just kept right on fucking as his load erupted from his weapon. Another 4-5 good shots of cum entered my ass, being immediately churned in with all the other cum remnants. His breath was ragged, but as he slowed his thrusting and began to regain his composure, he reached down to his left and pulled up the backpack he had brought with him on this little excursion. He took out a small towel and as he slowly slid himself down and his semi-hard cock slipped out of my ass, he used the towel to wipe himself and the area around my hole. He reached down and gently scooped up some of the cum pile that had formed on my shorts, on which my ass had been resting. He fingered it into my hole slowly. I was about to release my legs which I had been holding there the whole time, when he put a hand on mine. "No, just wait one minute," he said. He reached down into his bag and at the same time reached between my legs and pulled my hard cock up off my abs and pulled it back to point to him. He took the first two inches into his mouth, and with his tongue made a slow push into the opening of my foreskin and gently circled my very sensitive head once. I felt something pressing into my ass and as I exploded into his mouth I felt something even thicker than G push in. Suddenly my ass clamped down as if nothing was at the opening but something was deep inside. As my cum continued to flow into G's mouth, I realized he had plugged me. I shot probably a good 6-7 ribbons into his mouth, less than I had put in his ass a little while ago, but still a decent load for anyone. He didn't swallow, but instead began to pull the plug back; my ass didn't want to let it go though, so he gave a couple quick tugs to get it to begin its exit. He didn't allow it to come the whole way out, but instead he leaned down and allowed my load to fall out of his mouth onto the plug. Using his fingers and an in-and-out motion with the plug, he worked my own load into the gaping hole I had given over to him. With my load in, he again pushed the plug in firmly but slowly until I felt that familiar clamp down of my ass. I knew I was loose, but that plug was big enough to make my ass lips work how they were always meant. He braced my legs and allowed me to release them, gently lowering them down past him and to a dangling position either side of the log. He grabbed my upper arms and pulled me up to him, my head stopping about 6 inches from his. "Are you okay to walk back down the mountain?" "I think so. Where's my stuff?" I asked. G realized that what I would realize was my fuck flu was quickly setting in, and I had become a bit disoriented. Unremembered by me, he pulled out a spare set of clothes for both of us (clearly he had to have planned on us meeting again to have a set that fit me just handy in his bag!) and helped me pull the t-shirt over my head and arms. He did the same with a spare tank top of his own. He unstraddled the log, and then helped lift me up as my right leg wobbled in its attempt to join its left-side brother. He gave me a hand, and I felt the discomfort of the plug stretching my ass and pushing my colon further to the side than it was meant to be. We managed to get my legs side-by-side, and he helped me step into a pair of shorts and slide them up me. In short order he had a pair on himself, and with our footwear on he finally gathered our soiled clothing bed and threw it in his backpack with his towel. We made it down the trail slowly. Every step uncomfortable for me with the plug inside, yet G patiently helping me on the way. We got to the bottom and he guided me to his Jeep, correctly assuming I wasn't in much shape to get back under my own power. He pulled out his phone and typed a bit as I felt the cool air from his AC kick in; he had fired it up knowing I was extremely hot. I remembered his phone buzzing and the Jeep starting up, and with that and the feeling of an ample butt plug deep in my ass, I passed out.

Just was part of an awesome orgy. I got to top six guys and then I was passed around as a bottom (I lost count). I dropped a few loads into some tight holes and then I had to have gotten at least 7 or 8 loads dumped in me. So fucking hot! Got a couple a loads down the throat. The last guy to blast down my throat had this musky scent to his balls and he didn’t take long to unload. He kept arching his back as I sucked and sucked. He pumped three or four times; such a sweet flavour.

A young stocky serbian bud, 11 X 4. Difficult to take it but we managed. Very good memory.

fucking horny. this guy i was gonna load up ended up not showing up. really needed to ruin some hole tonight.

This is my favorite thing, having a hard bareback cock in my ass. I’m a free use cumslut bottom.

live for raw cocks pumping sperm in my gut

If wanting that is wrong, I don't wanna be right.

In the heart of Toronto, nestled in a trendy loft converted into a playground for the city's most adventurous, I found myself at a jockstrap party. The air was thick with the scent of sweat, cologne, and the underlying musk of sex. The room pulsed with the throb of electronic music, and the hum of anticipation was palpable. I was drawn to the corner where two sexy daddies were holding court, their presence commanding and their eyes hungry with desire. They were both tall, muscular, and exuded an aura of confidence that was impossible to ignore. Their jockstraps barely contained their massive cocks, and I could see the outlines of their thick shafts straining against the fabric. One had a thick, veiny cock that looked like it could split me in two, while the other had a monster of a cock, at least 10 inches long and thick as a fucking soda can. Their chests were broad and hairy, and their arms were corded with muscle, a testament to their strength and power. I approached them, my heart racing with a mix of excitement and trepidation. They noticed me immediately, their eyes roaming over my body with a predatory gaze. "Well, well, look what we have here," one of them said, his voice a deep rumble. "A fresh little meat looking for some fun." I nodded, my mouth dry. "I'm looking for a good time," I managed to say, my voice barely above a whisper. They exchanged a glance, a silent understanding passing between them. "We can give you a good time," the other one said, his hand reaching out to cup my ass. "But you have to be ready for us. We like it rough, and we like to share." I swallowed hard, my ass clenching at the thought. "I'm ready," I said, my voice more confident this time. They led me to a sling, the leather creaking as they secured me in place. My ass was exposed, vulnerable, and ready for whatever they had in store. They fed me poppers, the sharp, sweet smell filling my nostrils as I inhaled deeply. The room spun, and my senses heightened, every touch, every sound, amplified. One of them stepped up behind me, his thick cock pressing against my ass. He rubbed the head against my hole, teasing me, making me beg for it. "Please," I moaned, my body aching with need. "Fuck me." He pushed in slowly, inch by inch, his cock stretching me wide. I gasped, the sensation overwhelming, a mix of pleasure and pain. He began to move, his hips slamming against my ass with each thrust. The sound of skin on skin echoed through the room, a primal rhythm that matched the pounding of my heart. The other daddy stepped up, his monster cock in hand. He pressed the head against my mouth, and I opened wide, taking him in. His cock filled my mouth, the taste of him salty and intoxicating. I sucked him with fervor, my tongue swirling around his shaft, feeling the veins pulse with his arousal. They took turns, one fucking my ass while the other fed me his cock. The sensations were overwhelming, my body on fire as they pounded into me. I could feel the pressure building, my ass clenching around their cocks as they fucked me harder, faster. Suddenly, they switched, and I was being stretched by the monster cock. It was intense, the stretch almost too much, but I loved every second of it. He pounded into me, his balls slapping against my skin, the sound a symphony of pleasure. As he fucked me, he leaned down, his breath hot against my ear. "Are you tested negative, little one?" he whispered, his voice low and seductive. I shook my head, my body trembling with the intensity of the sensation. "Yes a month now," I managed to gasp out. He chuckled, a deep, throaty sound. "And are you on Prep?" he asked, his hips never stopping their relentless pace. Again, I shook my head. "No," I whispered, my voice barely audible over the throb of the music and the sound of our bodies slapping together. He leaned back, a wicked grin on his face. "Good," he said, his voice a low growl. "We're going to fill you up with the most potent cum you've ever had. You're going to be fertilized, little one. You're going to carry our seed." His words sent a shiver down my spine, a mix of fear and excitement coursing through my veins. I was theirs to use, theirs to fill, and I was ready for whatever they had in store. The daddy with the thick, veiny cock took his turn next, his hips slamming against my ass with a force that made the sling creak. He reached around, his fingers finding my cock, stroking it in time with his thrusts. The sensation was overwhelming, my body on fire as he pounded into me, his cock hitting all the right spots. I could feel the pleasure building, my ass clenching around his cock as he fucked me harder, faster. Suddenly, I was coming, my body convulsing with the force of my orgasm. I cried out, the sound lost in the throb of the music, as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me. He didn't let up, his cock driving deeper, harder, until I was coming again, and again, my ass milking his cock, drawing him deeper. Finally, with a loud grunt, he unloaded inside me, his hot seed filling my ass. I could feel it, the warmth, the wetness, as he pumped his load, his cock pulsing with each spurt. He stayed inside me, his body shaking with the aftershocks of his orgasm, until finally, he pulled out, leaving me feeling empty and satisfied. But the night wasn't over yet. More men joined, their cocks hard and ready, eager to take their turn in the sling. I was passed around, each man taking their pleasure from my ass, filling me with their seed. The poppers kept coming, and I was lost in a whirlwind of pleasure, my body aching and satisfied. One man, in particular, caught my eye. He was tall and lean, with a cock that was long and thin, like a fucking blade. He stepped up behind me, his cock pressing against my ass. "You ready for more, little one?" he asked, his voice a low whisper. I nodded, my body already aching for more. He pushed in slowly, his cock sliding in with ease, stretching me wide. He began to move, his hips slamming against my ass with each thrust. The sensation was intense, his cock hitting all the right spots, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. He reached around, his fingers finding my cock, stroking it in time with his thrusts. The sensation was overwhelming, my body on fire as he pounded into me, his cock driving deeper, harder, with each thrust. I could feel the pleasure building, my ass clenching around his cock as he fucked me harder, faster. Suddenly, I was coming, my body convulsing with the force of my orgasm. I cried out, the sound lost in the throb of the music, as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me. He didn't let up, his cock driving deeper, harder, until I was coming again, and again, my ass milking his cock, drawing him deeper. Finally, with a loud grunt, he unloaded inside me, his hot seed filling my ass. I could feel it, the warmth, the wetness, as he pumped his load, his cock pulsing with each spurt. He stayed inside me, his body shaking with the aftershocks of his orgasm, until finally, he pulled out, leaving me feeling empty and satisfied. Another man took his turn, his cock thick and short, like a fucking baseball bat. He pushed in slowly, his cock stretching me wide, filling me completely. He began to move, his hips slamming against my ass with each thrust. The sensation was intense, his cock hitting all the right spots, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. He reached around, his fingers finding my cock, stroking it in time with his thrusts. The sensation was overwhelming, my body on fire as he pounded into me, his cock driving deeper, harder, with each thrust. I could feel the pleasure building, my ass clenching around his cock as he fucked me harder, faster. Suddenly, I was coming, my body convulsing with the force of my orgasm. I cried out, the sound lost in the throb of the music, as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me. He didn't let up, his cock driving deeper, harder, until I was coming again, and again, my ass milking his cock, drawing him deeper. Finally, with a loud grunt, he unloaded inside me, his hot seed filling my ass. I could feel it, the warmth, the wetness, as he pumped his load, his cock pulsing with each spurt. He stayed inside me, his body shaking with the aftershocks of his orgasm, until finally, he pulled out, leaving me feeling empty and satisfied. The night wore on, and I was passed around, each man taking their turn, filling me with their seed. The poppers kept coming, and I was lost in a haze of pleasure, my body aching and satisfied. I couldn't keep count of how many men there were, their cocks hard and ready, eager to take their pleasure from my ass. Finally, as the night began to wane, the two daddies returned, their cocks still hard and ready. They stepped up behind me, their hands roaming over my body, their touches sending shivers down my spine. "Ready for more, little one?" one of them asked, his voice a low growl. I nodded, my body already aching for more. They took their turns, their cocks stretching me wide, filling me completely. They pounded into me, their hips slamming against my ass with each thrust, their cocks hitting all the right spots, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. I could feel the pleasure building, my ass clenching around their cocks as they fucked me harder, faster. Suddenly, I was coming, my body convulsing with the force of my orgasm. I cried out, the sound lost in the throb of the music, as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me. They didn't let up, their cocks driving deeper, harder, until I was coming again, and again, my ass milking their cocks, drawing them deeper. Finally, with a loud grunt, they unloaded inside me, their hot seed filling my ass. I could feel it, the warmth, the wetness, as they pumped their load, their cocks pulsing with each spurt. They stayed inside me, their bodies shaking with the aftershocks of their orgasm, until finally, they pulled out, leaving me feeling empty and satisfied. As I lay there, my body aching and spent, I couldn't help but feel a sense of satisfaction. I had been used, filled, and pleasured beyond my wildest dreams. The night had been a whirlwind of pleasure, and I knew I would never forget it. After the party, I stepped outside to get some fresh air and have a smoke. The cool night breeze felt good against my sweaty skin. As I was taking a drag, a sexy bartender from the club joined me, his eyes twinkling with mischief. "Hey there," he said, his voice smooth and inviting. "You looked like you had quite the night in there." I smirked, feeling a mix of pride and exhaustion. "You could say that," I replied, taking another drag. He leaned in closer, his breath hot against my ear. "I heard you were the one getting fucked in the sling. Is that true?" I nodded, a shiver running down my spine at the memory. "Yeah, that was me." He chuckled, a low, throaty sound. "Well, you're a lucky little twink. I've seen those daddies in action, and they know how to use that equipment." I felt a flush of heat spread through me, remembering the intensity of the night. "They sure do," I agreed, my voice barely above a whisper. He took a step closer, his body pressing against mine. "You know, I've been watching you all night. You're fucking hot, and I've been dying to get a piece of that ass." I turned to face him, my eyes meeting his. "Is that so?" I asked, a playful smirk on my face. He nodded, his hand reaching out to cup my ass. "Oh, yeah. And I think it's time I had my turn." Before I could respond, he spun me around, pushing me up against the wall of the alley. His hands roamed over my body, his touches firm and confident. He unzipped his pants, revealing a thick, hard cock that was already leaking pre-cum. He pressed the head against my ass, rubbing it against my hole, teasing me. "You ready for more, little one?" he asked, his voice a low growl. I nodded, my body already aching for more. He pushed in slowly, his cock stretching me wide, filling me completely. He began to move, his hips slamming against my ass with each thrust. The sensation was intense, his cock hitting all the right spots, sending waves of pleasure coursing through my body. He reached around, his fingers finding my cock, stroking it in time with his thrusts. The sensation was overwhelming, my body on fire as he pounded into me, his cock driving deeper, harder, with each thrust. I could feel the pleasure building, my ass clenching around his cock as he fucked me harder, faster. Suddenly, I was coming, my body convulsing with the force of my orgasm. I cried out, the sound echoing through the alley, as wave after wave of pleasure washed over me. He didn't let up, his cock driving deeper, harder, until I was coming again, and again, my ass milking his cock, drawing him deeper. Finally, with a loud grunt, he unloaded inside me, his hot seed filling my ass. I could feel it, the warmth, the wetness, as he pumped his load, his cock pulsing with each spurt. He stayed inside me, his body shaking with the aftershocks of his orgasm, until finally, he pulled out, leaving me feeling empty and satisfied. As we caught our breath, he pulled out a pack of cigarettes and offered me one. I took it, my hands still trembling from the intensity of the encounter. We smoked in silence for a moment, the only sound the soft crackle of the cigarettes and the distant hum of the city. Finally, he turned to me, a wicked grin on his face. "You know, I think you're going to be changing a lot of details on your hookup app profiles soon." I raised an eyebrow, curious. "Oh, yeah? And why is that?" He chuckled, taking a drag of his cigarette. "Let's just say that the daddies you were with tonight are known for their... potent seed. And from the looks of it, you took quite the load." I felt a chill run down my spine, a mix of excitement and trepidation coursing through my veins. "What do you mean?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. He leaned in closer, his breath hot against my ear. "I mean, little one, that you're probably carrying a little something extra now. Something that's going to change your life forever." I didn't understand what he meant, but his words sent a shiver of anticipation down my spine. As I walked away, my body aching and satisfied, I couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement for whatever was to come. Two months later, as I lay in bed, feverish and aching, the diagnosis came: HIV. I was bugged, and it was all because of that wild night at the jockstrap party. But as I thought back to the words whispered in my ear, the promise of being fertilized with the most potent cum, I realized what the bartender had meant. I had been changed, marked by that night, and now I carried a part of them with me, a constant reminder of the pleasure and the risk. As I lay there, my body aching and spent, I couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of satisfaction. It was a risk I took, and now I was paying the price. But the memory of that night, the intensity of the pleasure, the raw, primal nature of it all—it was something I would never forget. And as I looked to the future, I knew that my life would never be the same.

This guy was very well equiped. And cute.

I’ve been married to my wife for just over three years. Before getting married, thru my late 20’s I knew that there was some level of sexual attraction I had towards men, I could definitely feel it, but was never really compelled enough to act on it or explore it further. A year into my marriage it was like a switch inside of me was flipped and I started getting really turned on by gay porn, I began fantasizing about being with older men, getting used, being totally submissive and creating a completely secret and separate, totallly opposite sex life from the one I shared with my wife… it started with posting innocent ads on CL just looking for attention from the guy types i was turned on by, to having multiple guys I’d communicate with and exchange dirty messages with when my wife wasn’t around. Eventually the constant fantasizing and regular conversations with real guys who wanted to play with me became a temptation that I’d struggle with. I was terrified to get caught by my wife or anyone for that matter, I couldn’t imagine what would happen to my life if any of what I was doing were to get out, and as much as I wanted to explore being with another man I knew that it would be a risk that I couldn’t take if something were to happen where I brought home an STD or worse. As time went on the temptations, the urges and the desire i had inside of me just continued to grow stronger, and my fantasies grew kinkier and riskier. The guys I’d chat with didn’t make it any easier, most of them were much older horny dirty perverts just waiting for their opportunity and chance to get with me and subject me to their filth. They would all have different things they were into and share the types of things that they’d do to and with me if I were to ever give them the chance. The scenarios and ideas they’d fill my head with was getting kinkier and more intense and eventually it became what I was really attracted to and turned on the most by. Before I knew it I was fantasizing about being used in every sleazy, filthy, nasty way possible by a bunch of different dirty older men, all of which I knew would 100% jump at the opportunity if I ever told them I wanted to make something happen. I began obsessing and craving the things that only existed in my fantasies, like letting guys fuck me, use me and treat me like a total slut… being tricked, coerced or forced into giving myself up completely raw, letting anyone put their cum in me if they wanted to, and having every single aspect of what happens be focused on making me feel like the biggest dirty slutty mindless whore… I found myself thinking of different ways that I could sneak around behind my wife’s back to hookup with a guy and how I could pull off being the slut I was yearning to be while still keeping it an airtight secret… my creativity started to scare me when I realized how easy it could be to actually make things a reality and act on my fantasies without my wife being suspicious or suspect anything at all. it was only a matter of time before I let my horniness and all the constant pent up sexual energy and pressure cause me to give in and have a lapse in judgment that puts me in the kind of situation and position where it’s almost too easy to be taken advantage of… i ended up letting my guard down with a guy I’d been chatting with since the very start of when my feelings emerged. There wasn’t a thing we hadn’t talked about or shared with each other about what we would do or try if we were to ever meet, so I knew what I could be up against and all the possibilities that getting together could include and just how kinky and dirty his mind was. He was in his 50’s, divorced, lived alone and was always horny, he told me that he messes around with other people regularly and has always used that to convince me to play with him. He was probably the most perverted out of all the older guys I talked to and also the one ive always felt the most afraid of exposing myself to bc I knew it would probably be the riskiest choice I could possibly make. At the same time there was this insane attraction and pull towards him that made me feel helpless and unable to resist, I’ve never felt hornier and more turned on by anything else in my life, and he knew this. So when I snuck away from my wife for the first time to be with another guy, he made sure that experience would belong to him. From the very moment the door closed behind me after stepping foot inside his place, he made sure I got to really feel like his slut and be treated like one every second that he had me in his possession. From being put on my knees and stripped naked right inside the front door and immediately having my face smothered by his cock and huge sack of balls I knew i was gonna leave full of regret but so satisfied. The hour that I promised I would give myself to him for turned into a three hour session after innocently letting him place my wrists ankles and neck in cuffs and a collar and being told that I was his sex servant and he would hold me in captivity for as long as he likes. Although I didn’t expect for it to happen like that, he made sure I experienced so many different aspects of my fantasies that we talked about leading up to my visit… but he made a point to do it all the way he liked and made it all about his pleasure. He gave me my first facefucking, used my throat while I was tied down and couldn’t move away or push him off when I started to gagging and choking… I had my ass eaten and teased for much longer than I could handle, my balls held onto and squeezed tightly while my ass cheeks were slapped and smacked hard over and over. Any contact he had with me was forceful and rough and I was constantly being held onto, grabbed, squeezed or manhandled in some way while simultaneously being used to provide him with sexual pleasure. At one point I knew The thing I was both most excited about but terrified of was probably gonna happen bc of how I was restrained on the bed. I was face down and My wrists were tied behind my back, my legs open with my feet pushed apart and ankles secured making it impossible for me to move the lower half of my body around more than a wiggle. The moment I felt each of his hands on my ass cheeks, grabbing them hard and pulling them apart so my hole was stretched out fully exposed, open and vulnerable, I began wondering if I had made a huge mistake by doing all of this, that I should have never even thought of cheating on my wife especially in such a sleazy risky dirty way and with someone I knew was a pig and a [banned word]… As I expected, I was gonna have to feel like a stupid little slut when I took my very first cock in my ass and given my first fuck. Between the globs and streams of lube I had squirted between my cheeks and being spit on I was a wet juicy dripping mess before even feeling the warmth of his cock at my hole. My face was buried into the bed and even if I tried to turn I couldn’t look back far enough to see what was happening. He asked if I wanted him to wear a condom to be safe and give me peace of mind whenever I go to fuck my wife the next time. I was a little shocked but said yes, that I would definitely rather not go raw especially my first time doing this. He then told me that what I want doesn’t matter to him and he’s gonna fuck however he wants to fuck and it’d feel so much better for him if he got to start fucking my hole, leaving me in a state of worry and panic wondering how my hole was being used. It was an incredible rush and made me hornier than I could imagine but I was still pretty nervous. Being the dirty [banned word] that he was, he promised me that he could easily make my first fuck something I’d never forget if I wanted him to. I knew he was about to tease and taunt me and use the power and control he has over me while I’m helpless and completely at his mercy. The verbal teasing immediately turns into a reality when I feel my hole being overwhelmed from the intense pressure of being stretched open and penetrated by his huge head. He’s chuckling and talking dirty from behind me and all I can do is moan and try desperately squirming around beneath him. I can tell he’s loving the reaction he’s getting outta me with only the tip of his cock. Even though he was easing himself into me really slow, I was still struggling with the pain of being opened up. I felt him sink his entire head into me and could feel the ridge of his head slip inside me before stopping. He tells me to relax and that it’s gonna be fine and there’s nothing to worry about. Then he asks if I can tell whether he’s wearing a condom or not by the way it feels… I say no and tell him this is all new to me and I have no idea what to expect or what it’s going to feel like. He leaves me plugged with his head for a few moments and lets me get used to the feeling of having him inside me. When he senses that I’m a little more relaxed he tells me that he’s surprised that I actually followed through with coming over and cheating on my innocent oblivious unsuspecting wife situation. He teases me asking what she would think of her husband if she could see me right now, face down in a strangers bed with my hands and ankles tied and another man’s cock in my ass…. He tells me that even though he’s loving the fact that he’s getting to make a slut out of a young naive married virgin boy, it’s wrong of me to do this to my wife and I should feel ashamed for allowing my horniness and a fantasy to cause me to stray into risky potentially dangerous territory. I feel gradual pressure building around my hole and realize he’s plunging in deeper. I’m so caught up by the sensations throbbing between my cheeks that I don’t realize him reach over and pick his phone up off the bed while chuckling. He tells me that my ass looks even tighter thru his phone cameras lens. I immediately start to beg and plead for him to stop recording and that I’m not okay with him getting me on video like this. There’s no response but I can still see the brightness of the flash being on from behind me and know he’s still filming.

Chapter 1 – Guest of Honor Todd had just finished getting his place ready for his guest of honor. Todd was a successful drug dealer and could afford a nice place on his own. His profession gave him continued access to a world of desirable men and hot barely legal teens. If his plan worked out tonight he would have both. Todd was waiting for a sweet little 18 year old that had just started buying from him. A twink named Aiden was his guest of honor tonight. Aiden was this ginger twink that had an innocence look to him that made Todd’s dick throb. He had laid the foundation after the first couple transactions, allowing the boy to linger and hang out. They would smoke bowls and talk. As with everything with men, the conversation eventually landed on sex. Todd had gotten the smoked out teen to really start opening up about him being gay and his limited experiences. Aiden smoked away his inhibitions and talked freely of his deepest sexual desires. He talked about how he was still a virgin but wanted to fucked by someone specific. The smoke had gotten Aiden to admit that he secretly was into the idea of incest and desperately jerked off each night thinking of his dad. He showed off pics of his dad from his phone. If only Aiden could see the inner workings of Todd’s mind. Aiden had also brought up the idea of being filmed made him hard. Todd being the generous man that he was, offered to set him up with his friend – another customer of his that makes amateur vids on the side. He could set the whole thing up if Aiden wasn’t shy about being in a video. The smoked out teen couldn’t believe it when Todd said he had a dead ringer for his dad that he could invite over for a smoke session. The horny boy agreed to meet up and see where it went. This was a week ago. The boy was prompt and showed up exactly on time. He was ushered into the house by his host. Aiden was visibly nervous but intrigued about the event and planned event. Todd could see that excitement in the boy and it made his mouth water. They sat in the living room. Todd: excited for tonight? Or scared? Aiden: Little of both. Cant believe I actually showed up. I’m so nervous. T: Let me get you something to help calm you down. A: Yes, please. Todd disappeared for a moment into the kitchen and came back with 2 glasses of coke. He hads one to Aiden. T: Drink up. Some G should help with those nerves. Aiden gulped down half the glass and made a face. A: oh wow, that aftertaste. T: yeah, that’s some potent stuff there. Nothing but the best for my friends. Aiden continued to make the scrunched up face as he gulped down the rest of the drink. A: ugh. That taste though. T: somethings cant be helped. Todd sat down on the couch and the boy sat beside him. In front of them was a small box on the coffee table. Todd reached into the box and pulled out a pipe and a fat sack of T. He packed the bowl and reached back into the box for a lighter. Flick. The lighter ignites and he melts the first fat bowl of the night. Todd takes a big rip and blows a cloud out. T: good stuff here. Here, take that Mr Nervous. Aiden takes the pipe and takes his hit. It’s a huge cloud. T: looks like you’re starting off big huh? Aiden offers the pipe back to Todd but Todd waves off the gesture. Aiden proceeds to take hit after hit, finishing off the bowl in a few minutes. Todd reaches for the pipe wipes the bottom of the bulb. He refills the pipe and again melts it, taking the first hit. The cloud escapes his mouth. A second hit is blown out before the pipe is offered back to the boy. They go back and forth until the second bowl is done. Todd reaches over and touches the boy on his shoulder. Okay, into the bedroom. I wanna show you something. They get up from the couch and walk down a hallway to the master bedroom. Todd leads Aiden over to his large bed and lightly pushes the twink on the bed. T: now you wait right there. I’ll be right back. I forgot the supplies. Be right back. Go ahead and get comfortable. Todd turned around and walked back to the living room. He picked up the box of supplies and pipe and turned back toward the room. When he walked back into his room he was slightly shocked at the site before him. The boy had stripped down to his white briefs and was sitting on the edge of the bed with his legs spread eagle. A: I got comfortable. Todd laughed. That was not the expression Aiden had expected. His brief moment of confidence dropped from his face. He closed his legs immediately. A: OMG. I’m sorry. I thought this is what you wanted. T: oh im sorry. I’m only laughing because of white briefs. I took you for a boxer brief kinda guy. Don’t get me wrong. You’re a sight to see. The tightening in my pants agrees with your kind gesture. A: I’m sorry. I thought… T: you thought this was all a ruse to get in your pants. That’s tempting. So very tempting. But I promised you an experience and I’m gonna pull through. A: I thought, because it was just us here – that you set this up for us T: oh I don’t mind playing with you a bit. But I promised you a daddy. He’s just running late. I probably should have mentioned that. A: Oh wow. Totally read this wrong. Aiden reaches for his pants. T: hey, stop that. There is nothing wrong with staying comfortable while we wait. In fact … Todd puts down the supplies on a side table and strips off his shirt and drops his pants. He is left in just his boxers with a visibly strained dick print in the fabric. T: See, you definitely got me all ready to go. But the plan. Believe me, you’ll love the plan. Todd reaches into his pants and pulls out his phone and places it next to the party supplies. He packs another fat bowl. He lights up and passes it back to the boy. While Aiden is flicking the lighter and working on the pipe, Todd goes over to the dresser and goes on his laptop. He selects a playlist and porn starts playing on the big screen tv. They pass the pipe back and forth a few times. More and more the boy is getting transfixed on the amateur porn playing. A few scenes have played through with the same ginger top. Not a body builder but he definitely looked like he worked out. He has muscley but not overly muscled. He had a light covering of red chest hair that funneled down to his happy trail and nicely trimmed patch of red pubes. Total ginger. Todd could see the front of Aiden’s briefs tenting. T: you like my friend there? A: OMG yes. He looks a lot like my dad. If my dad was a porn star that is. Todd refilled the pipe, took his usual rip and handed it off to the boy. He also handed him a bottle of laced lube. T: here, handle this while I go check on something. Oh and give those undies a rest already. Leave them on any longer and they’ll burst at the seams. Aiden throws off his briefs and Todd can hear him open the bottle of lube as he turns away from him. He grabs a phone and sets it to record and places it right in front of the boy. T: Video starts now boy. Make it a good show. Try and keep the lube away from the pipe haha. He looks down at the ginger boy. Totally smooth twink except for his pits and small bush above his 6 inch dick sticking straight up. He had lubed up and was jerking off his uncut dick. Pausing every other minute to hit the pipe. Lighter in his lube hand. Todd grabbed his regular phone and walked out to the living room. Chapter 2 – Paying a Debt Sid had texted Todd and was waiting at the front door. Todd answered the door in a robe. He ushered Sid into the house. Sid: okay are you gonna explain why I had to clear my night and cancel my plans. T: yes, now you know how much money you owe me because of your habit. S: ya, it’s a pretty penny. You know I’m working on that. T: oh I have a way for you to work it off. Hence why I needed you. I have a sweet young thing in the next room waiting for his daddy to come and pop his cherry. S: oh damn. I love those. T: ya, a sweet milky white boy with red hair. He asked for you specifically. S: so I just have to pop this stupid kid and we’re good? Are we filming it? T: of course. I’m the camera man tonight. I’ll try to refrain from joining. It’s a special video. Did you take the Viagra on the way? S: ya, its already starting to kick in a little. T: Good. Now I need “fucked up” you tonight. Alright. Go ahead and get into that frame of mind. Here, I made this point just for you. S: usually you only have me slam when you think I’m not into the guy? What’s the damage? T: nothing. Look. I have these pics from last week. Took them just for you. Todd pulls up some nude pics on his phone. Pics of Aiden posing in a jockstrap with his head cut out of the pics. The last one is a beautiful shot of the boy in doggy position showing off his smooth hole. S: Fuck yeah. Sid starts stripping and throwing his clothes on the couch. He’s naked now standing before his host. Todd reaches into his pocket in the robe and hands a rubber hose and premade point to Sid. Sid ties himself off and hits himself. He unties and a small cough escapes the seasoned user. Sid is filled with raw energy and on the balls of his feet, bouncing up and down. His 7 inch uncut dick standing straight up toward his belly button. S: Wow, that was a strong dose. Damn that was good. Where the fuck is this boy. I wanna pound him open already. T: just remember, we need a shot of you rimming his smooth hole. He’s hand toys up there but never a dick. You rim him, give him a huge booty bump, and then push straight in. You don’t stop until you breed him. S. Got it. Where’s he at? T: oh and there is something else you need to know. I need you to know this before you go in there. S: What is it? Just spit it out already. I need to fuck! Todd pulls up the live feed from the phone in the bedroom. It shows the boy with his legs spread and him fingering himself with lubed 2 fingers. He shows Sid. S: Damn that boy is fucking hot. Where did you find him? T:oh in your backyard. S: haha very funny. Where did you find the kid? T: I’m telling you. That’s Aiden. Sid stairs at the screen again. S: no … it cant be Aiden. Not my Aiden. WTF T: Yup and he cant wait to be fucked by his daddy. Or rather, my friend who is a dead ringer for his daddy. Make sure he calls you daddy in the video. Men are gonna fucking love that shit. S: I … I cant. I don’t think… T: oh you’ll do it alright. Not because you owe me a shit ton of money. Not because I’ll cut you off and drop you if you disobey. Because I’m fucking telling you to go in there and fuck your boy. Make him beg for your load. And then breed him like the cumwhore we’re making him into. And because every time I mention Aiden, your dick is leaking precum like crazy. Now go in there and make me my money. The two men walk down the hallway and peak in the bedroom. The boy is too high to move his attention away from the porn. Sid whispers to Todd S: How twacked is he? T: oh he’s flying. He’s green eyes are saucers right now. Go ahead. He wants it. You want it. Make it happen. Todd walks into the room and grabs a shard from the bag of tina. He walks over to the twink who slowly gives him the attention. T: before you turn around and face your fantasy boy. I’m gonna push this T inside you. Pull out those fingers. Good. Todd put the shard at the entrance to the boy’s lubed hole. He pushed it in with his index finger and left the finger inside the boy. Todd could tell the T was dissolving because Aiden was starting to ride his finger. Todd added a second finger and the boy moaned. He pulled his fingers out. He takes his phone and starts recording. T: Good boy. Now turn around and meet your daddy.

Attending a Sniffles party in Minnesota... about 15 guys in a Hilton suite hotel...fucking and sucking... had some large thick cock stretching out holes....

I keep a record of all the guys I play with. I remember most of them, or can pinpoint where we met (like an event or something tied to that unplanned experience). My number is 188. Might seem low to some of you pigs, but I also got to play with several of them multiple times. Once they're on the list, that's it. They don't keep reappearing.

Looks like the UK has now giving a vaccine that make it less easy to get gonorrhoea. It's a meningitis vaccine that they discovered also prevents 30-40% of gonorrhoea because they're similar bacteria. I'm going to try getting it in my own country as it's an available vaccine called Bexsero. It's an interesting change to have something for gonorrhoea, and maybe something more effective will be made in the future. [think before following links] https://www.gov.uk/government/publications/meningococcal-b-menb-vaccination-against-gonorrhoea-guide/a-guide-to-the-meningococcal-b-vaccine-for-protection-against-gonorrhoea

Just left, caught me before i went to Costco. so glad He did. Who needs groceries when i;m getting this kind of nutrition? He does this thing when He fucks me. i'm always prone (face down) under Him, and He does this thing where He holds my left waste and right hip while lying on me and plowing me, and it feels incredible every time, like He has me totally contained, subdued, owned... idk, words are not enough. He likes to remind me He likes to "bitch me," which is kind of a strange term for me, i'm not fem, don't look feminine at all either, but on some level, i get it when He does that. He's also very vocal when i'm sucking Him or kissing His body, rimming or fucking Him (though i never cum), vocal in a totally pleasured way, never forceful, and the way He expresses pleasure drives me wild. It's like fuel, i never get tired of pleasuring Him with that kind of talk... well, except when i fuck him. i just do that for him because he really likes it, glad he's not into getting bred, he just likes the way fucking feels. Usually doesn't take long till i'm asking Him to breed me, or He's asking me. He's only ever cum in my mouth once, otherwise, He always breeds me, probably over 1000 times now. Off to Costco with a smile on my face.

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

Ok guys, Thanks for all the positive feedback, it made me write another part. This part will first start with some more introduction of what is to come, the hotel grounds (to give it the holiday feeling and sense of discovery ), and at last, another sexual part. I'm trying to get the story going, to let Jake discover new things and make it all worth reading, and not just more of the same thing. Though I guess some things are worth repeating . I included a lot of AI photos again. This time I tried to put more attention on the scenery, to have you guys join Jake's walk in the statue park and the way he discovers more and more. I hope you like this addition to the story . Let me know how you liked the story so far , and this new part. If you're missing things, or would like to see some things added or changed in new parts , if you have ideas, don ' t hesitate to write them to me. Have fun reading. P.S . I started writing the next part already . I had to wait until all the images were uploaded . Part 19 After Leroy told me his story from last night and we finished our breakfast, I see a message on my smartwatch. Oh, a message….. Oh ,I missed that one coming in, lessening to Leroys story…. We need to go to a panel, Leroy, I tell him as I stand up from the table. In a few seconds, we are both leaving the breakfast and heading to a panel. I wonder what the message will be, so as soon as we arrive at the panel, I log in with my smartwatch. ---------------------------------------------------- Dear guest. Today is African Day . The hotel will be turned into an African theme. Maybe you have noticed we have already put up some decorations for this theme. We are happy to see you all at the main stage at 12 : 00. There will be a cocktail bar preparing cocktails out of coconut shells. We like to enjoy you all whit entertainment and music in an African theme, to party together. The host will also give the heads-up from the top score . Please dress in theme. On further notice, there will be a roulette game starting at 16 : 00. If you signed up for the roulette game when booking the hotel, we are happy to see you at that time in the hotel park (location will be sent to your smartwatch ). Down this letter will show if you are participating/signed in. If you're not and would like to participate , ask one of our helpers. We would like to see you at the African dinner starting at 18 : 00 until 23 : 00. For those who participate in the roulette game, they will have an exclusive dinner at a different location (info will follow). At 23 : 00 hours, there will be a themed activity at the main stage. The hotel staff wishes you all a pleasant day and stay. Signed in for roulette game : Yes ---------------------------------------------------- Oh .... I log off again and watch on my smartwatch . It's 10 : 30. I still have 1 . 5 hours. I watch Leroy as I can see him smile. So we both are participating , I guess . I ask him, while Leroy nods to confirm and is logging off. So... leroy...what shall we do? We stil have some time to spere before we have to be at the main stage. Leroy watches me. Well, what about a beach walk? We could do that . I think that's a good idea to spend some time so we can freshen ourselves up after it and be on time at the main stage at 12. This place is so big. You can easily get lost here. It's a good thing there are maps all over and we can navigate with the smartwatch . Let's see. The shortest way... Damn . That walk is way too long to go there and back to be on time. Let's see... oh , we could take a walk through the statue garden, walk to the banana garden, stop at the banana bar to grab a drink, and walk back . Sounds like a plan, Leroy says to me as we start to walk. It is a walk of 40 minutes through these places to our rooms , so we should have enough time. As we walk , we chat about all sorts of things -how life is at home, our first dates, our hotel hookups, and of course , Leroy asks me about the first roulette game. He wonders how the games are and what he can expect. I'm not sure it will be the same this time, but I tell him all parts. He has seen my load number, so there is nothing to hide from that part. As we get into the statue garden, I can see all sorts of statues of men. Some are in sexual positions, some naked, and some dressed. There are some statues of cocks and asses, biohazard signs, scorpions , you name it. It seems all to be related to the poz rituals and hookups. Most statues have signage on them , so I stop at some and read. My eyes are being attracted to a huge iron statue in the middle of the statue park. You can walk all the way around the statue, and it is really huge. The sun is shining brightly on it. It's a statue of a hot black guy. He is standing on an altar, which says 1959 Congo. Photo statue 1959 congo I start to read the sign before it. This statue represents the first confirmed case of HIV in a human. It is linked to a blood sample taken in 1959 from a man in what is now Kinshasa, Democratic Republic of Congo. While this is the earliest documented case, it's important to note that HIV may have existed in humans earlier, with some evidence suggesting transmission from animals to humans around 1920 in the same area. Because this man is the first known case, this statue, which represents this male, has a central place in this park. Some say... we all have a part of his DNA with us. There is no photo known of this man , but we still want to honor him this way. I start to walk to the next statue, which is standing just on the other side of the path. It's another big iron statue of a guy. It looks like it is a white man, if I have to guess... Photo statue first patient I start to read the sign. The first identified patient with HIV infection and AIDS was a Scandinavian man in the 1960s, who had visited West - Central Africa. This statue represents this Scandinavian man. There is no photo known of this man, but we still want to honor him. Fuck, I think to myself . That man was really hot if he really looked like that... No wonder anyone would love to fuck him... But I guess from that time there are almost no photos, so it might just be an impression. Now I start to walk to a smaller statue. An iron statue of a scorpion, on a white rock, that has a black/red biohazard sign on it. Photo statue scorpion Again I start to read. Some symbols are associated with HIV within the gay community as a way to signal their status to others or to express their experiences. Two of them are the biohazard symbol and the scorpion symbol. Some men tattoo them on their body. Next to it, there is another small iron statue. It is a sperm cell. Photo statue sperm cell Well , I guess that doesn't need any explanation at all. That's what is getting shared all over here in the hotel, I think to myself. Those are even still swimming in my hole from last night. In the back, there is also a statue of some sort of pill. It has the sign PrEPP with it. Photo statue PrEPP So I start to read this one. PrEP, which stands for pre-exposure prophylaxis, is a medication taken by HIV-negative individuals to significantly reduce their risk of contracting HIV when having bare sex. PrEP was first introduced in 2012 as a pill you take once a day. Some take it to fuck with poz men. Others don't and fuck with poz men anyway. The choice is yours... Fuck, I think to myself. I did not know this.... I'm taking it bare and not on any meds. I guess I'm too late now to start, if I even wanted to. But this definitely won't stop me from taking cocks. I walk through the statue park , seeing more and more statues . I keep reading the signs with it. I come up to the statue of the first male gay couple and start to read. Photo statue first male gay couple The earliest documented same-sex male couple in history is believed to be Khnumhotep and Niankhkhnum, who lived in ancient Egypt around 2400 BCE. They served as royal manicurists and were buried together in a joint tomb, with artwork depicting intimate and affectionate poses. it is not sure how they really looked like, but we still want to honor them and give there story a face/impression by this statue. In the next statue, I recognize a part of myself. The domination-submission statue. Photo statue domination submission Well , if I have to choose ; I'm more of a submissive person, watching my sex acts here in the hotel... Who would have guessed, before this holiday? So many things have happened ... It looks like I am becoming a whole different person , making personal growth and exploration this holiday . Damn . This statue park at the hotel grounds is really letting me think... In the back , I see another statue and start to read again. for the ones we miss and the ones that keep breeding. Photo statue; for the ones we miss and the ones that keep breeding It looks like this statue is for all the poz tops and bottoms . for all the poz men that give their toxic cum , breeding and infecting, creating a new and bigger poz family. From those who have already died and the new poz tops, giving their former poz daddies' DNA to the next generation. and not to forget the bottoms, that take the toxic loads with pride. I can almost see myself standing between them, as a bottom , willingly taking their poz seed. Their DNA... As I watch Leroy, I can clearly see his cock got hard. "Fuck, those guys were hot," he says while he smiles at me. I look at the time on my smartwatch . Damn , we are spending way more time here than I had expected. Come on, Leroy . Let's go to the banana bar, I say to him, whit my voice raised so he can hear it clearly. We are almost there, and then we will go back through the banana garden. We are staying way to long here….. We walk for another 5 minutes and reach the bar. When we are at the bar, there are not many guys. We do see some helps hanging out. It looks like they are on a break. We stand close to them and listen to their talks. They are chatting about the event tonight , how they need to dress the guys up, where they should put them, some sort of BBQ dinner, putting up tents, etc. I can't really follow all the things they are saying, but it sounds like something big is coming up. One helper is telling that he got fucked by one of the dancers a few weeks ago, after they visited the hotel to sign the contract for today's act. The helper is hoping for another ride after his shift is over. WTF, I think? What is this event? What party does the hotel have in store for us? We drink our cocktail and I watch how late it is. We should go, Leroy. It is 11:15. If we walk through the banana garden, we will be back in our rooms in 20 minutes . We have enough time to change and be at the start of the main stage. He nods as he takes his last sip . We put our glasses on the bar and head off. Right to the back of the bar, to the banana garden. Instantly, we walk into the shadows. Light is getting through . Huge leaves of banana trees cover the path from the sun. It feels cool with a light breeze. I can hear birds singing through the garden. At some banana trees, there are real bananas hanging down. Green ones and yellow ones. It is beautiful . Big banana flowers shine through the leaves, some in the shadows and some in the sun. Some banana trees are as big as my upper leg and more than 2 . 5 meters high. The cool air between them is a relief from the heat of the day. At the ground, there are some purple flowers that make it a delight for my eyes to watch. Narrow paths are between the banana trees, not sure where they lead to. It is silent; we hear no one and we don't see anyone. It seems we are walking here all alone. Leroy and I keep our mouths shut. We are enjoying the nature in this part of the hotel park . After some minutes , I hear a soft panting , a huff. I walk further, and it seems like we are getting close to the sound. I can hear slapping ; it is skin on skin, moaning... I feel my own cock react to the sounds. I'm getting a bit hard. When I look at Leroy , he is hard as well. Even harder than me. Shall we go and watch? He smiles at me, pointing to a narrow path between the banana trees. The sound is coming from there. slowly and silently we walk into the small path , following the turns of the path deeper into the garden. We are getting more silent while the noise is getting clearly louder. We are close. And then, between some banana trees, we see them: two guys, fucking wildly. The banana trees and leaves are shaking from their thrusts. We hide a bit so we don't disturb the scene and get a bit closer to watch them, to see the rough fucking that is happening right before us. it's ... it's ... Jason... I recognize him, even as he has his back turned to us. Jason is fucking some Indian twink. the twink is somewhere in his early 19 ; he can't be older. the Indian twink is holding himself in place by gripping a banana tree , pushing his ass back to Leroy while he slams his cock into that boy's pussy. Leroy is fucking him rough and hard. their pants are down to their ankles, and they are both shirtless. Jason's short hair is waving at each thrust , sweat is dripping down his back. the black wavy hair of the Indian twink is flowing with each thrust from Jason , pushing his cock deep inside him. and with each thrust, the banana tree and leaves are moving, giving it a tropical, rough, and hard view. Jason has a nice catch, him as a 26-year-old , fucking this twink, I think to myself, wile we watch the fuck, taking place before our eyes. The Indian twink pulls Jason's cock out of his ass, turns, and watches deep into Jason's eyes. Fuck , you're good, he softly whispers to Jason. He starts to kiss him. I can see their thongs wrestle and spit hanging around the twink's mouth. When Jason breaks off the kiss, he spits into the Indian twink's mouth. Jason leaves no questions; he is the dominant top here... Photo Jason and Indian twink we hear Jason being verbal to the twink, with a rough and sexual voice: "You like that, you little fucking slut? You like my cock deep up your hole? Take it all, every inch!" While he turns the Indian twink back around and bends him over. Jason lines his bare cock to the twink's hole and rams it back in. A clearly audible plop is notable , followed by a hard skin-to-skin smack , echoing through the banana trees. The Indian twink whimpers and nods, his knuckles turning white as he grips the banana trees for support. "Y-Yes, daddy... Yes!" Jason is thrusting his hips forward with a grunt, his pelvis slapping against the twink's firm, round ass. Each collision echoes through the banana tree forest, mingling with the rustling leaves and distant calls of exotic birds. His eyes glaze over with lust as he watches the twink's tight hole stretch around his girth, the pinkness of his cockhead popping in and out of the boy's hole. His voice is a raw, animalistic growl as he speaks. "You're such a good little fuck toy , aren't you?" With each powerful thrust, the twink's moans become more desperate, his body quivering with pleasure and pain. The slap of their flesh fills the air, a rhythmic symphony of lust. His eyes are squeezed shut, and his teeth are clenched, the effort of holding onto the banana trees etched into his delicate features. The sensation of being fucked bare clearly sends shockwaves through his body. "A-Aahh... y-yes, daddy, y-yes..." he moans . Jason's hand snakes around the twink's waist, his fingers digging into the soft flesh as he pulls him back onto his cock with brutal force. His voice is a mix of pleasure and malice as he continues to demean and dominate. "That's it, slut. Take this big, infected dick. You want it, don't you? The twink's eyes flicker open briefly to see the glowing red light of Jason's smartwatch. The red glow is shining on the twink and the banana trees. It gives the holy setting a dark cinematic view. Leroy and I can clearly see the red glow, meaning Jason is poz. The reality of the situation hits the twink hard, but his desire is too intense to resist. "F-Fuck me, daddy... I want it all," his voice quivers as he begs for more, the fear and excitement blending together into the air , mixing with the sounds of rustling leaves and distant calls of exotic birds. "Don't hold back... please..." he moans. With a wicked smirk, Jason tightens his grip on the twink's waist, his eyes gleaming with excitement. He picks up the pace, driving into the younger man with a ferocity that sends shockwaves through the forest floor. "You're begging for it, huh? You like getting fucked by a real man with a real cock?" With each thrust, he calls out obscene names and comments, pushing the twink's limits. The twink's cries grow louder, echoing through the dense foliage. His body is on fire. The sound the twink, is a mix of pain and pleasure. It looks like it is almost too much to handle for him. Jason's breath touching the twinks neck, his harsh words only serving to inflame the twinks desire. "Y-Yes, Daddy ! Yes, fuck me hard! Don't stop, I need it..." is the twink begging, It sounds like the twink is craving the painful pleasure that Jason's big bare cock brings. Jason chuckles darkly , "Look at you, begging for more," his grip on the twink's waist tightening as he pulls out almost completely before slamming back in, causing the twink to yelp. "So hungry for cock, aren't you?" He leans in close, whispering in the twink's ear, his breath hot and ragged. "Open up, baby. Take my fingers in that sweet little mouth of yours." The twink's eyes widen with surprise, but he obeys, parting his lips and allowing Jason to push two of his fingers into his mouth. "Mmph...," he mumbles around them, "Suck on those, make 'em nice and wet for me," Jason commands, his voice low and demanding. "Oh, you like that, don't you?" Jason asks, his tone one of dark amusement as he watches the twink's eyes glaze over with need. "You've never had a real man fuck you like this before, have you?" He pulls his fingers out of the twink's mouth, leaving it wet and glistening. "You're so fucking tight ; I can feel your little ass clenching around me." The twink nods eagerly, his breath coming in panting gasps. His voice is a mix of pleasure and awe as he speaks. "Y-Yes, daddy... This is... it's more than I've ever imagined," his words are punctuated by the sound of their bodies colliding. "You're my first... my first bare... white top..." Jason's eyes widen with excitement at the revelation. "Your first time? Well, you've picked a real winner, haven't you?" he says with a smug grin. His thrusts become more forceful, and it seems he is pushing his cock deeper and rougher into the Indian twink. "You're going to remember this moment for the rest of your life, baby. You're going to remember the feel of my bare cock filling you up." The twink's body responds to Jason's pounding and rough talk . His cock is rock hard , swelling and leaking a trail of precum that trickles down his smooth thighs. "A-Aah, Daddy ... I can't... I'm going to..." Jason's grin widens as he feels the twink's body begin to tremble with impending orgasm. He reaches around to grasp the base of the twink's cock, squeezing gently to stave off the climax. "Not yet, baby. You're not going to cum until I say so." The twink's eyes widen with frustration and need, his body clearly begging for release. He nods, his eyes never leaving Jason's, and bites his lower lip to keep from crying out. "I-I'll wait, Daddy ..." he moans to Jason. "That's my good little slut," Jason praises, touching the twink's tight ass and body with his hands, while the twink's ass clenches around Jason's cock . It seems Jason is getting to his climax himself , his cock swelling and pulsing within the twink's tight hole. Sweat is dripping off his back, and every muscle is pulling tight together. I could be wrong, but it really looks like Jason is ready to cum, watching his back. His legs are shivering... he has to be... But why would he want to stop the twink from cumming with him? I wonder , while I'm spying on them through the banana tree leaves. Both are too busy fucking that they still have not noticed Leroy and me. And we definitely don't mind the show we watch. "You're going to take every drop I give you, and you're going to love it , " Jason moans out. Jason's orgasm sounds massive, echoing through the banana trees, his cock pulsing and releasing rope after rope of hot, infectious cum deep within the twink. He is holding his cock deep in the twink, mixing his seed with the twink's own ass juices. "You're going to get so full of me," he says, his voice a gruff whisper. "You're going to feel my load inside you for days, i am breeding you and making you mine." I can see his balls and cock twitching, spraying load after load into the Indian twink. The sensation is clearly overwhelming for the twink. He tries to hold back his orgasm while Jason is spraying his cum deep inside him. The boy's body is quivering and begging for release. “P-Please, Daddy ... I-I can't...” The twink's body tenses as Jason's cum fills him up. His own orgasm is a mere breath away, his cock bobbing in the air, desperate for attention. "Daddy, I-I'm so close," he stammers, his voice a desperate whine. "Please, let me cum..." With a wicked chuckle, Jason's hand snakes down to the twink's balls, giving them a firm squeeze. "Not yet, baby," he says, his grip tightening just enough to halt the twink's orgasm, causing him to whimper in pain. "I've got more to give you. I'm not done with you yet." The twink's eyes flutter shut, and he lets out a whimper of frustration and pain. " Fuck ... daddy..." he begs, his body quivering and desperate for relief. Jason withdraws his cock almost completely, his cock thick and covered in a mix of cum and ass fluids. Jason watches the twink's desperate expression with a mix of amusement and hunger. He gives his cock a few leisurely strokes before lining his cock up again. "You're going to take more than just one load, slut. I'll cum at least 5 times in you, boy... over and over again, before I allow you to cum, boy. "You're going to feel what it's like to be truly owned by a real white man," he says with a smirk, pushing back into the twink with a slow, deliberate pressure that makes the twink's legs wobble. "You're going to be so full of my toxic seed, you'll leak it out all over this forest." Jason laughs. The twink's eyes widen with a mix of fear and excitement at the thought of more, his body trembling with the effort of holding back. "More, Daddy ? P-Please..." Jason's eyes gleam with a predatory hunger, his strokes becoming more forceful. "You want more, baby?" He grabs the twink's hips, pulling him back onto his cock with a vicious snarl. "You're going to get it, all right. You're going to be my cumdump." The twink's eyes are glazed with lust as he nods frantically. "Y-Yes, Daddy , more, please..." wile he gets pounded hard again. Jasons balls slap against the boys ass. a slapping sound filling the air. the twink can only beg. oh fuck... oh fuck.... yeah.... Daddy.... i can feel your cum ramming deeper in me...... use your cum in my hole as lube.... im yours.... i love it.... thank you, thank you.... wile he is looking back to Jasons sweathy chest and face. the twink is clearly loving it... it looks like he wants to keep his hole getting fucked by Jason over and over. he is so willing. Suddenly, his gaze flicks over Jason's shoulder and widens in shock. He is watching me and Leroy. He has seen us both, spying on them... Our eyes locked on each other while Jason keeps fucking the boy. Jason keeps thrusting hard into the twink's ass, his eyes never leaving him as he continues to fuck the twink. "What's wrong, baby?" he asks, his voice a low, seductive purr. "You want more of my cum, don't you?" Panic is in the twink's eyes. With a gasp, he yanks himself off Jason's cock, the sudden movement causing his ass to spurt out a stream of cum. "Oh my god..." he yells out , clearly in real panic that he is busted. His ass cheeks are slick with a mix of sweat and cum, a testament to the fierce fucking he's just endured. His voice is high-pitched with fear. "Oh no, oh no..." while he grabs down and yanks his shorts up. Jason's smile fades as he realizes they have an audience. He turns, still rock-hard and his cock covered in a mix of the twink's ass juices and his own cum. His gaze locks onto us, a mix of annoyance and challenge in his eyes. "What the fuck are you two staring at?" he barks out, not bothering to cover himself. The twink's face is a picture of horror and embarrassment. The boy is trying to cover the evidence of their recent encounter. His ass is a mess, a sticky mess of Jason's cum and his own juices that are now seeping through the fabric. "Oh my god, they saw us..." he whispers in panic. Jason watches us, a smile of recognition appearing on his face, his expression a blend of surprise and excitement. He sneers, his cock still standing hard and gleaming with their combined fluids. "You two want a taste?" Leroy nods instantly , which seems to relax the twink a bit, standing there, watching us. Photo Indian twink With a swift move, Jason grabs the twink's wrists, pulling him back to him. With the other hand he tears the black short down again , exposing the twinks well-fucked hole to us. "You can lick us clean," he says, his tone low and commanding. The twink's eyes widen in shock as Jason exposes him, but he can't tear his gaze away from us. The twink's body is still pulsing with the aftershocks of their raw, primal fucking. "D-Daddy, no... they can't..." His protests are cut short as Jason's hand clamps over his mouth. Slowly, Leroy and I start to walk out from our hiding spot, getting around the banana trees and leaves that covered us. As we walk to them, it is clearly visible that we enjoyed the show they gave us. In both our shorts, there is a big bulge, our cocks pressing against the fabric. Leroy is way faster than I am . He really likes to join in and reaches Jason. As soon as he is standing before him, he grabs Jason's hard, wet cock and drops down. Leroy opens his mouth and instantly starts to kiss and suck on Jason's cock. His lips wrap around his shaft while he starts to move his head up and down. A mix of cum and ass fluids from the Indian twink covers his lips and the insides of his mouth. Jason just laughs with a grin on his face. "Good boy... I bet you missed my cock." Come on, Jake, don't let that twink's hole dry up... I still want him for another ride. You don't want to be responsible for him being in pain when I ram my hard cock back in a dried-up hole. Lick him... keep his hole wet and open for my cock. And don't play the innocent boy now; I know your load score... Jason smirks at me. I swallow, thinking about what to do. I can see the same hesitation on the Indian twink's face. He is my age, but as I heard while they were fucking, way less experienced than I am ... I'm learning it the fast way here at the stay in the hotel. And this boy has to learn too . Jason turns his head to the boy. " Get your ass bent over, boy. Just like you did a second ago... if you want another ride ." His voice sounds rough, demanding, and hard. It leaves no room for debate. The Indian twink clearly shivers at the command. He is fully dominated by Jason , in the excitement of his fucking and hotness. The Indian guy slowly turns around. His cock is half hard. He lost the point of excitement ; he lost the urge to cum from the shock of being caught . But the twink is eager to get to that point again. He grabs the banana tree again and slowly bends over. His shorts fall back down, which were still hanging on his knees. Slowly showing his just-fucked-up ass and hole. His ass is wet and sticky. Out of his tight hole, there is a mix of Jason's cum and his ass fluids leaking. It looks hot, wet, and tasteful . Jason grabs my head while I am close to him, pushing me to the boy's ass. "Go on," he says, his voice a seductive purr. "Tongue-fuck that tight little hole. Taste that hole and my cum... Make sure his hole is nice and clean for the next round , " he says to me. Leroy is still sucking him. He even tries to deep throat him sometimes . I bend to my knees and get my face close to his ass. I can smell the sent of cum from his ass. The heath of his skin and the heath of his fresh fucked hole. His hole looks wet, tastefull, leaking. Shoud i??? "Go on," Jason says, his voice a seductive purr. "Tongue-fuck that tight little hole. Make sure it's nice and clean for the next round." Without thinking, I drive my nose through his cheeks and put my lips on his ass. I kiss it. The twink's eyes go wide with shock as he feels my hot breath against his still-throbbing hole. His body tenses, including his sphincter. He can't help the way his ass cheeks clench reflexively. "W-What's he doing?" he whispers, his voice trembling. Jason's chuckle is filled with dark amusement as he watches the twink's reaction. "He's just going to clean you up for me, baby," he says, his eyes never leaving the twink's face. " He will make sure you're nice and ready for round two." I move in closer, my tongue darting out to trace the rim of the twink's freshly breached hole. I lick the sticky, leaking cum from the twink's skin, savoring the mix of flavors, slowly making my way up to his sphincter. I get goosebumps all over while I feel the guy's heat, reaching his sphincter. A salty taste of moisture and cum covers my lips. I kiss his boy hole and give a small suck on it. The Indian twink reacts to my kiss with a soft, loving moan... While I slowly stick my tongue out and start to lick his boy hole. I taste him and Jason. My tongue plays and presses at his hole, while each time I press, a little bit of Jason's cum leaks out of his hole. It tastes salty with a mix of sweet. It feels warm on my tongue, warm because the boy has a fresh load up that ass and because of the heat of the twink's ass itself. I start to lick lovingly and slowly, making circles with my tongue . The boy is moaning loudly . His hole twitches. Fuuuuck .... this feels so good.... Jesus..... he almost screams it out. Jason's eyes narrow with pleasure as he hears the twink and watches how I rim him. With one hand, he pushes my head deeper into the boy's crack to stimulate me licking, while Jason himself is still getting sucked. Leroy's mouth wraps around Jason's cock tight , the heat and suction sending shivers down Jason's spine. "Yeah, that's it," he murmurs, his voice thick with desire. "Take it all, you fucking whore." The sound of Jason's balls hitting Leroy's chin echoed through the thick air. I guess I'm doing a good job, for the first time I ever rimmed someone. So I start to work on it harder. Both my hands grip the Indian guy's ass as I try to pull his ass more apart. My tongue driving deeper around and in his hole. My tongue is fucking him. The bod is getting wild. Fuck... fuck... yeah..... this is..... so... dammmmmmmmmm. His cock is reacting to my licks and within no time the Indian guy is hard again. The twink's eyes are glued to the erotic scene next to him. Watching how Jason is fucking the mouth of Leroy , his breath coming in short gasps. "I-I don't know if I can handle it... The Indian twink is leaking pre-cum again, while one of my hands grabs his leaking cock. I start to stroke him softly. My hand is getting covered by his pre-cum. With a popping sound, Leroy pulls his mouth off of Jason's cock, his cheeks hollow from the effort. He stands up, his eyes gleaming with excitement. He turns around and rips his shorts off, revealing a tight, muscular ass. He wiggles it enticingly at Jason while he pushes his bare ass against Leroy's bare, wet cock. "My hole needs your cock again." His voice almost sounds like it is begging. Jason does not need an invitation to pound Leroy's hole, but looking at his face, he does enjoy it. He grips Leroy's hips firmly, pulling him back onto his cock with a grunt. With a forceful thrust, he pounds his big cock deep into Leroy's hole. Leroy moans hard and loud, holding himself in place by grabbing a banana tree . His moans and screams echo through the banana trees, mixing with the sound of the moaning Indian twink I am rimming. "You want this, don't you?" Jason asks Leroy, his voice a low growl. "You want to feel this infected meat inside you, filling you up? " Leroy nods eagerly, his breath coming in short pants. "Y-Yes, sir," he says, his voice trembling. "Please, fuck me." The red light from Jason's smartwatch shines on us all while he fucks Leroy aggressively . The Indian twink is watching them, getting more and more excited and leaking more and more pre-cum. I can sense the twink's rising arousal, my tongue working even harder, dipping into the tight hole and swirling around to clean every last drop of cum that leaks out of his tight hole. I moan in pleasure, the taste of their combined juices driving me wild. The twink's moans grow louder as my tongue explores his sensitive insides. His hands reach back to grip my shoulders, pushing me closer despite his earlier protests. "Don't stop," he gasps, his hips rocking back to meet my face. The twink's eyes are closed tightly as my tongue delves into his ass. I can feel the guy is getting close to cum again. My tongue slurps and licks at the twink's hole ; the taste of cum and ass is driving me crazy. My own cock is now straining against my pants. But a strange feeling is coming over me. I don't want to get pleasured myself. I like to pleasure these guys, especially the Indian twink I am licking right now. I want to prepare his hole for a second fuck... and maybe even more... The twink's eyes snap open at the sound of Leroy's eager whimpers. He watches, transfixed, as Jason's cock sinks into Leroy's willing ass , moaning hard and loudly so anyone can hear. "You like watching, don't you?" I ask , while rimming the boy. The twink's eyes flick between the two men and me, his breath hitching while I keep softly stroking his cock. He nods, his voice shaky. "Y-Yes, I do," he breathes in a whisper. My tongue pushes deep against and into his sphincter again, tickling his insides. The twink's eyes are glued to the sight of Jason's thick cock disappearing into Leroy's ass, his own body responding with an involuntary shiver of arousal. His hand clenches around the banana tree trunk, his knuckles white with the effort of not reaching for his own cock, but to let me give him all the pleasure. My tongue continues to probe and tease the twink's ass, sending waves of pleasure crashing through his body. His legs are shaking. The boy is moaning loud while I can feel his cock hardening and thickening in my hand. It starts to shiver... his sphincter tightens , while I keep invading it with my tongue, licking it wildly, kissing his boy hole, and sucking on it. It seems the Indian twink can't hold it much longer. His eyes squeeze shut, and with a strangled cry, I can feel his orgasm building. He screams it out. "A-Aahh, oh fuck..." mixing with the sound of skin slapping against skin from Leroy and Jason. With a final, deep thrust of my tongue, I feel the twink's body tense and shiver. The twink's cries crescendo into a loud moan as he releases his load, spurting hot semen that arcs through the air, landing between the banana trees. The twink's body convulses , his eyes rolling back in his head and his mouth releasing moans and screams . "A-Ahh, oh God !!!! Damn .... My hand is getting covered in his cum while he keeps shooting his cum between the banana trees. " He shoots at least six ropes of cum. white, pure white, and thick cum, showing that it has been a long time since the indian twink shot his load. The twink's legs give out, and he leans heavily against the banana tree, panting for breath. His cock is still twitching from the aftershocks of his orgasm as he watches the erotic hard fuck between Jason and Leroy. Jason's strokes slowed down while he watched the twink cum, his eyes gleaming with satisfaction. "You're going to need to rest up, baby," he says, his voice a low growl. "Because when I'm done with this one," he jerks his chin at Leroy, who's now moaning and begging for more, "I'm going to fuck you raw again. And this time, I want you nice and open." The twink's eyes widen at Jason's words, and he glances down at his still-throbbing cock. "O-Okay, daddy," he stammers, his voice shaking. "I want your cock deep in me again, as long as you can and want me to. I'll wait on it until you're done with him," his eyes watching Leroy. With a sadistic smile, Jason's face turns to me, fucking and thrusting deep into Leroy's ass. "Get one of those green bananas over there," he says, pointing to a nearby tree. "We need to keep our little slut ready for his next round." The twink's eyes dart to the banana tree, his cock jumping slightly at the command, despite his face showing a clear indication of fear and confusion. "A-A banana?" he softly whispers . "That's right, baby," Jason says, his voice thick with lust. "I want you to keep that sweet little hole of yours open for me," his eyes never leave the twink's, the challenge clear in his gaze. "Go on, Jake," he commands, not breaking eye contact. "Grab that banana." With a smirk, I stand up, leaving the boy's wet hole that I just rimmed. My spit is still dripping down from the boy's ass , his sphincter open, wet and shiny in the sun. A moment of pride fills me. I just let that twink shoot his load by only rimming him , and fuck, that hole looks so wet now... I start to walk over to the banana tree and select a particularly large, firm, green banana. "This one should do the trick," I say, while I am holding it up for Jason's approval. My eyes light up with excitement as I approach the Indian twink, holding the banana in my hand. The boy is still bent forward , his hands on the banana tree , trying to catch his breath. "Open up, boy," my voice is a gentle purr as I place the green banana at the twink's trembling hole. I give it a slow, deliberate push, watching the twink's expression as the banana begins to slide in. "It's okay, just relax," I murmur , my eyes locked on the twink , slowly pushing the banana in his hole , almost all the way in, leaving only the tip out. Just as a dildo. Jason's eyes flash with amusement as he pulls out of Leroy with a wet pop. "Keep that banana in, slut," he says, his voice filled with authority. " You need to learn to be patient. " "You're going to wait until I'm finished with Leroy before you get any more attention." Jason gets on the ground , lying on his back, nodding to Leroy. "Ride it, slut..." I have never seen a guy so quick. Leroy just stands over Jason and squats down , with his fingers guiding Jason's cock back to his hot wet open hole while he lowers down. Taking Jake 's cock all up his hole again, making it disappear inside him . Leroy starts to ride him, loud moans echoing between the banana trees . Jason and the indian twink are watching each other . The twink, having a banana up his hole and Leroy riding Jason. " Good boy," Jason praises, his eyes glinting at the twink. "Now, sit over there," he points at the twink, "and watch me claim this piece of meat." He turns back to Leroy, who's now riding and begging Jason for more. Leroy's cock bobbing against his and Jason's stomach. "Keep riding it, slut," Jason commands, his tone leaving no room for disobedience. The twink nods, his legs shaking as he lowers himself onto the ground, the banana still inside him, watching them fuck. The boy clearly wants a ride too . With a smug smile, Jason now gazes at me. A small grin appears on his face. "Good job, Jake ," his voice is filled with approval. " I will remember this. Now, why don't you go take a piss somewhere else?" He nods towards the path we came from. "I need some space and time to breed these two sluts properly." I accept my fate, the will of Jason. It reminds me and confirms how I think of Jason : a self-absorbed jerk of a guy, a hot guy who has stamina for fucking and is mainly focused on his own pleasure. And on the other side... I did not cum or get fucked... but hell ... this was hot... I still feel proud that I rimmed a guy to his climax and made him shoot his load. I could never have thought I could do this. I smirk at Jason. "As you wish," I say to him, my voice a low grin . "I'll just let you guys have fun." I wink at the twink while I stand up, adjusting my erection in my shorts . I head into the shadows of the banana forest , back on the small path, walking away. Leaving the three of them alone, fucking, moaning, and spreading Jason's toxic load. Photo of Jake leaving on the small path in the banana garden

So this is a fantasy that's run through my mind so many times I thought I'd share it with you guys. Now I have a real big thing for American men, and I mean big. Nice big American raw cock is something I crave. The wind and the rain are whipping around the house, spring seems so far away. The tv is on but I'm not really paying attention, my eyes are pinned to my laptop, watching my chat buddy from Palm Springs slamming some guy, they're getting off knowing I'm watching and hell am I getting hard watching them. This isn't the first time I've watched Pete slip a needle into a guys vein, straining to watch that flash of blood then the slow push of the plunger, Tina slowly but firmly entering the guys blood, then the cough and the rush. I've seen several times how the bottoms always turn into hungry little whores for Petes cock. There it was, a really clear shot of the flash, wanking my cock hard, wishing it were my arm on the screen, watching as Pete slams me for the first time. From the angle of the shot I can see Petes cock is rock hard, long and straight, the cut head of his cock probably wet with precum. Next thing I know the tornequete is off the guys arm and he's jumping on his host. Pete moves him over to the bed and in one move has him on his back and he's slipping his cock between his lips. Pete likes to get sucked first to make his cock nice and wet, no need for lube when he takes the guys arse. I watch them suck and fuck for a while, think they've forgotten I'm watching, they're both flying. Eventually I can't hold back any longer I can feel the cum boiling deep inside and as I watch Petes raw cock sliding in and out of the bottom guy I let loose a loud groan and a huge load of spunk spurts all over my furry belly. Spent I shut down the laptop and drift off to sleep, dreaming that one day I will meet my american daddy and he will own not just my hole, but my entire body. We'd fuck for days in the California sunshine. A couple of days later my phone buzzes, it's a message from Pete. "So did you enjoy the show the other day". "Fuck yeah, did you have a good night?" "Shit, yeAh was ok, nothing too special, wasn't my hot little Brit boy worshipping my cock". How my hole twitches when he says things like that, and he knows it, he knows how to push my buttons. "Well mate I wish it were me, why are we so fucking far apart". My finger automatically reaches for my hole, teasing it gently. "You could be here, your arm strapped up, a full rig waiting to fill you with lust, you know I have several friends who would love to meet you. I've shown them all the pics of your furry body and hot ass, some are even impressed by your uncut cock but most just want your hole lol" I spit on my finger and shove it deep in my arse, the thought of those American guys wanting me gets me so wound up. Pete knows all my fantasies. "You know I'd be there if I could mate, and you know I'd do anything for you." "I know you would but I know it costs shit loads to get here from England. We'll have to work something out, I need to get you flying and make you the centre of attention for my buds" "Oh fuck I want that so much, you know I'd let anyone fuck me that you choose, would love you to get me real fucked up and whore me out, and I wanna feel your cut cock rubbing my insides as the Tina makes me beg for more" "Hey man, miss Tina is plentiful in this town, you'd make very good friends with her, I might even teach you to slam yourself. What would you say if I told you I could make it happen?" What did he mean? He knows I don't have the sort of cash to get me there. "Oh yeah how you gonna do that? Lol" "Well I haven't really told you all that much about my background. I've been quite lucky in my life and let's just say I'm a man of means" "What do you mean?" "I could fly you out here for a hot week, if I did tho I would own you for the whole week, you would be here to serve my needs, and those of my buddies, I'd treat you well but you would be here for my pleasure" "Yeah yeah, don't tease, you know how much I wanna get fucked up with you. Besides not sure I'd be comfortable with you paying like that anyway". The fantasy is hot but I know that's all it will ever be. Well long story short, two weeks later I'm landing at PSP and Petes mate Steve is waiting for me as arranged to drive me round for a while showing me the sights while Pete gets back from his business trip to San Diego. This guy is obviously lean and with lovely strong looking hairy arms. Pulling into a secluded little spot outside of town I suddenly notice the little bag full of T down by the gear lever. "Pete wants you nice and relaxed, and as I'm his friend you need to do as you're told. Drop ya shorts for me and spread those legs......" Wanna hear more ?

My best friends dad let me suck his cock in high school. It was then I knew I was here for the daddies, and the daddies needed this mouth.

It was my best friend’s Dad’s cock. I guessed he liked me and I offered myself to him. He was 34 and I was 14. It was the first time I’d seen a penis other than my own. He undressed and told me to pull down his briefs. He was fully hard and his cock reared up. I remember thinking what a handsome cock he had, about 7 inches, thick veined upward curved shaft and foreskin. He rubbed his helmet gently on my lips and told me to open my mouth. He slid about half his shaft in my mouth. He tasted slightly salty but the masculine smell off his balls was amazing. He guided me through my first time sucking cock. He was obviously very excited and several times he pulled out cuz he was close. He asked me if it would let him cum in my mouth. I told him yes. He put his cock back in my mouth and almost instantly he shot his load. My mouth filled up with his load and I choked, he held my head and said “swallow it”I did my best and swallowed some but most poured out my mouth. There was just too much sperm. But I did get to taste a man’s load and I loved it. As an induction to cock it was the best.

Thanks @Westhamsmoker. USA guy, poz for 18 months. Not on meds and not under any pressure from my HIV doc to do so. My experience is mine and not generally shared. Most poz folk I know have found some low copay methods of getting ARVs. But with federal funding for research off the table it is unlikely we'll see anything new come along. Unless those are put out by First World nations such as the UK or EU. But I have extenuating circumstances. Upon diagnosis I was informed I have been too successful in life and if I wanted to be on meds, I will kindly pay my pharmacy $4,500 per month. I found that off putting, but perhaps others are cool with that. Ultimately, as we were learning a bit more about how HIV was behaving in my body; the concern for medicating reduced. It was not progressing much at all. In fact all the numbers fell into a line indicating I was pretty well controlled by my own immune system. At the same time I was offered a grant to cover the cost. I started to develop an inventory as my thinking was I would start; but did not want to begin when I could not rely upon monthly availability. By the time I had that inventory; we learned even more about HIV within me, I was 9 months post diagnosis by this time. The discussion I had with my doc was what my body does on its own, combined with other medications I was on which added challenge to my liver and kidneys already; why add an unnecessary drug for a marginal benefit? It might be years before viral load gets to a point of concern, and CD4 stops rising and begins to drop again. With the current world debacle the chief toddler in the White House underway as we have this discussion; it might very well be the case I'll never have the option anyway. The idea of growing disease is obviously not of concern to the new ones in charge. Nor is fear of more fires, floods, famine, drought, etc. In fact they seem to embrace is as a way to control us, for whom they refer to as "vermin". We have reason for concern about Medicare and Social Security. In fact it gives me NO COMFORT when the orange one says he won't touch it; as he most often speaks in opposites.

Most influential is certainly my dad. He taught me everything. Next is probably the daddy I lived with during college. He helped me understand that this wasn't something I'd outgrow, that cock and cum is a lifelong need, and I embrace it.

I'm very lucky as I have very good health insurance in the U.S. I've been on medication since 2008. My current regimen is Biktarvy and I get 90 days for a $15 co pay.

I love Andy’s awakening. You gotta be who you really are.

There were years when i thought id keep track of the number of loads I took in a year. Those numbers varied from 50ish to over 500. Accounting for multiple loads from the same person and decades of use, my total body count would still be well over a thousand. 35 of which were this weekend alone! 🐽

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.

College, one of my first times hooking up with a guy. Didn't really know what they were but the guy i had met up with offered them as we started getting to business. Was having a little trouble with entry so I was offered/instructed. Took some huffs, bud took off his condom, and we he fucked me till morning till I had to go to class. Sadly, also learned you could take too much. He couldn't cum/stay hard as the sun rose. So I left without a load in me. 😞

I’m such a slut… 100% Rope bunny 100% Submissive 100% Exhibitionist 97% Brat 96% Voyeur 94% Slave 91% Degradee 86% Experimentalist 80% Masochist 78% Non-monogamist 62% Primal (Presa) 57% Pet 22% Sadist 19% Switch 15% Ageplayer 12% Rigger 11% Vanilla 5% Primal (Hunter) 5% Degrader 2% Daddy/Mommy 0% Brat tamer 0% Dominant 0% Little 0% Master/Mistress 0% Owner

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1. Sunday Kelly was on spread out on her bed, naked. One hand was idly playing with her nipple. The other hand held a business card. Kelly looked at the card again. It was printed on thick paper, the letters making slight indentations in the paper. It felt expensive. She read it again. "Glen Mason. Photographer for Connoisseurs." There was a phone number written on it. She had gotten it the night before, at the club. She had been a bit drunk by the time Petra had come up to her. "I'm Petra. My friend thinks you hot," Petra had said, tilting her head to where Glen was sitting. Petra had towered over Kelly; nearly a foot taller than the 5'4 Asian girl. Petra had shockingly blond hair, another contrast with to the black-haired Kelly. Kelly looked over. Glen was a tall, skinny hipster guy, complete with a porn-star mustache. But it worked for him. He held up his drink and smiled. But rather than leading Kelly over to him, Petra leaned down and whispered into her ear. "He's a photographer. He likes beautiful things. Like you." "And you?" Kelly managed to say. "Have you ever been kissed by a girl?" Petra asked. Her breath was hot against Kelly's ear. There was something else getting hot, and that was hidden between Kelly's legs. Kelly felt her pussy grow wet. "No," Kelly said. Before she said anything else, Kelly reached down and ran her hand along the inside of her thigh. Almost involuntarily, Kelly spread her legs, giving the other woman ready access to her most intimate parts. It was almost a dream, the way the other woman's fingers had felt against her pussy, wetting just the tips before rubbing it over Kelly's engorged clitoris. Kelly moaned; she was happy it wasn't loud enough to attract any attention. Men never payed enough attention to her clit. They were all too eager to get inside her, and never spent enough time on what mattered. "Give my friend a call. It is really easy money and an experience you won't forget." Just as Kelley was getting into the woman playing with her, Petra pulled her hand away. She slid the card into Kelly's top, the thick paper rubbing against her breast. "Call him," she said, before disappearing into the crowd. Kelly looked up, trying to see where Petra had gone to. Her eyes met Glen's. He held his hand up to his ear, like a phone, and pointed to her with other. "Call," he mouthed, before standing up, and almost as quickly as Petra, disappeared into the crowd. She flipped over the card. It was still blank. She had expected more: an e-mail address, a website, anything to indicate exactly what a connoisseur meant here. Nor had searching for him on-line reveal anything at all. She thought about the tall Nordic girl, Petra, and how Petra's fingers had felt against her clit. Kelly couldn't help but reach down to touch herself. She was not surprised to find that her pussy was already wet. Two fingers slid between her lips, opening her up, as her thumb rubbed against her clit. And her phone buzzed. It was a mood-killer; the distinctive tone of a text from her grandfather. She sighed, and grabbed her phone from the bed table. "I saw your grades! No more partying! I want you to study properly." The original Chinese was much more emphatic. The phone buzzed again with a fresh message from her grandfather. "No more checks either." "Damn," Kelly said out loud. "Fuck you Grand Dad. Fuck You." She put down the phone; she knew better than to reply immediately. She picked up the card. She remembered what Petra had said about Glen. It was easy money, and it would be the ultimate fuck you to her family. If they cut her off, she would find a way. Posing nude was just that way. She picked up her phone. She started to text him, but remembered how Petra had emphasized "call" the night before. She stopped typing the message, and instead typed in the number, and pressed call. It took a second to connect, and then the phone rang twice. "Hello," a male voice said. "Is this Glen?" she stammered "Yeah," he said. "Who's this?" It was a bit gruff, but Kelly's body responded before brain could. Her free hand was already rubbing her clitoris; she could feel the heat coming off her cunt. "This is Kelly. Your friend gave me your card last night." "Oh yeah," Glen said. "You're the hot Asian, right?" Kelly was glad that Glen couldn't see her. Besides the fact she was playing with her pussy as he spoke, she was blushing at the compliment. "Yeah," she said. "I am." "Fuck yeah," he said. "Petra let me smell your pussy. Damn sweet." "Uh," she stammered. Her nipples tightened; it was almost painful how intense it was. But even that was arousing; it was both exciting and terrifying at the same time. A minute ago, it had seemed like a lark, something to annoy her family. Now it was far too real. In a moment of careless commitment, Kelly resolved that no matter what Glen next asked, she would say yes. "Why don't you come over tomorrow. We can do a test shoot." "Yeah," Kelly said, before she thought better of it. She was trying not to moan into the phone, as she continued to play with herself, forcing two fingers into her vagina. "Perfect. Make it one o'clock. I'll send you the details. And thanks for the call." "Uh, Thanks," Kelly started, but Glen had already hung up before she finished. The abruptness was a turn-on; she wondered what he would be like in person. She shivered at the thought, again, it was an unfamiliar mix of pleasure and fear. It was also fuel for her passion. Kelly let the phone drop, and reached for her drawer. She reached for her drawer, opened, and pulled out a vibrator. She turned it on, and pressed the pulsating shaft against her clitoris. "Mmmmmmmmm," she moaned, remembering how Petra's fingers had felt against her. As the vibrator pushed her closer to climax, unfamiliar thoughts bounced around her head. She wondered what Petra's cunt tasted like. She wondered how big Mason's cock was. She wondered how Mason's cum would taste when she licked it out of Petra's pussy. She moved the vibrator down from her clit, along her pussy-lips, before finally pushing it in. It wasn't a cock, but it was enough to push her over the edge. "Mmmmmmmm," she moaned, in the throes of passion. Kelly's body jerked and spasmed as the orgasm consumed her. Her mind went blank, with only the white passion of pleasure burning through it all. "Oh fuuuuck," she moaned. It continued until there was nothing left in Kelly's body. She was drenched in sweat, exhausted and depleted. Kelly managed to turn off the vibrator before her exhaustion got the better of her; it still fell against her cunt, the hard shaft reminding Kelly of a lover's cock. She closed her eyes. But, before she could fall asleep, her phone buzzed. She found the energy to read it. It was from Glen. She read it. "You were playing with yourself when you called me. What did you think about when you came?"

“Accuse your enemy of what you are doing, as you are doing it to create confusion." -Karl Marx

That would be hot to watch. Totally content and happy when that big cock got past his 2nd hole. Then the look of satisfaction when holding that load.

************** 2 *************** Prior to attending I had received instructions on how to prepare myself. They were fairly basic. 'Shower thoroughly and douch. Attend promptly at the allotted time. Read the contract thoroughly and make sure you fully understand your obligations and the consequences. If you agree with the details contained in the document, sign it. When you have done so and are ready to proceed knock on the door of the specified room number (this will be sent via text 30 minutes before you attend) at hotel mutually agreed between us. I reached for the pen. My hand was still shaking, infact my whole body was shacking. My heart was beating fast. I felt hot and was sweating profusely. My head was spinning and my breathing laboured. I also felt incredibly horny. I filled in my name and signed the contract then knocked on the door. A few seconds later the door was opened and I stepped across the threshold and into my new life. Immediately behind the door was a small entrance hall and a door that lead to the main part of the room. This door was closed. A tall thin man stood infront of this door. He was wearing a black mask that covered most of his face with just holes for his eyes and mouth. He also wore a bathrobe, obviously supplied with the room with the hotel logo on the breast pocket. Now I was even more nervous. God what the fuck was I doing. I handed him the completed contract which je glanced at and said "Strip, everything off" i was in such a state I couldn't even reply but, I did as I was told. I removed my T-Shirt first then kicked of my shoes and dropped my trousers. Then slipped off my underpants. Now fully naked, I felt extremely vulnerable. Beneath his robe I saw his cock begin to rise. Although I could see little of his face I could see his eyes were smiling. Then he turned and opened the interior door. Inside I could just make out five other men even though the room was almost completely dark, with extra thick blackout curtains placed over the rooms standard fitted curtains. All the men were naked apart from masks similar to that of the man who had met me at the door. They were mostly slim or skinny and all had erections. They looked in my direction and all walked slowly towards me. The man who had met me had slipped off his robe and approached me from behind. His hands ran over my buttocks and then between the crack of my arse. He put one arm around me and with the other hand began to rub a finger aroumd hole. I was still shaking, almost uncontrollably. One of other me infront of me said "Calm down and relax, this is what you wanted. What you've dreamed of. It's going to happen" The man behind said "Whether you still want it or not" All the others gave soft laughs. I was unbelievably horny now and ready to submit my body to all of them but, that didn't stop me from shaking. I said "I do want it. I want this more than anything. Please poz me" The men surrounded me and began feeling every part of my body. Hands and fingers touched my neck, chest, stomach, cock balls and even explored my face and mouth. The man behind me pushed a dry finger into my hole then replaced it with two fingers, stretching my sphincter and grazing the soft delicate flesh of my rectum. One of the men said "I love fucking neg guys, its as good fucking a virgin" The others made sounds that said they agreed. Two men the grabbed my arms and pushed me forward onto the bed. They got onto the bed either side of men and held my arms tightly. Two others grabbed my ankles and pulled my legs apart. I had no intention of struggling or trying to stop what was about to happen but, it felt good. Another grabbed my head and shoved a bottle of poppers under my nose and told me to breath deeply while placing his other hand over my mouth. At the same time I felt the last man behind me. I felt the head of his cock at the entrance to my hole. The feeling in my whole body was intense. My cock was dripping precum. My head was swimming. This is it. Fuck I want this so bady. At last its really happening. These men are going to fuck and breed me with their poz seed. I will be poz. Suddenly the man behind rammed his cock deep inside me, tearing my sphincter and pushing his cock right upto the hilt as far as he could. The pain was horrendous and I cried out. But, he didn't stop. He began rimming his tool in and out of me. Now I understood why the other men were restraining me. I was trying to struggle but was totally at their mercy. As he fucked me his skinny torso lay flat ontop of me. The other men were quietly edging him on, encouraging him to poz me. "Go on fuck him, give him that poz load" "Yeah, infect him, he wants it" As he continued to fuck me my hole stretched to accommodate him and slowly it became less painful and just uncomfortable. And after a few more minutes it began to feel fantastic and I willed him to keep fucking me and even fuck me harder. I knew his pre-cum was already in my bloodstream but, knew it probably wouldn't be enough to successfully convert me. I wanted his poz cum load as deep in me as possible. He had been fucking me for at least ten minutes when his breathing changed a he began making grunting noises. I could feel sweat dripping off this body onto my back. Someone said "Fuck yes, this is it, your getting it" Another said "Oh yeah give it to him, fuck yes" Then the final thrust as he pumped is poz load into was delivered as hard and deep as he was able. This was followed by further short deep pumping actions as he emptied his balls of poz seed directly into my now ruined body. I had never felt so good. I felt like I had been reborn although in some my body was no longer my own. It belonged to the seed, the poz bug that was now living inside me. ********To be continued ********

Daddy said he would be right back but that we could have fun while he was gone. The jock took the bong and reloaded it and made me kneel in front of him and the camera could see both of us. He lit the torch and had me inhale and said to hold it. Then told me to blow it over his dick and start blowing him. He put the bong down and one time I was going down on him he forcefully held my head down until I was breathing his pubes and held me there. I tried to swallow and could feel my throat hugging his dick. I was choking but I was loving it and was trying to get more of it inside me. Eventually he let me out for air. I kept blowing him and every now and then he would hold me just like that. Tears were coming out and I was drooling and breathing snot. Producing so much saliva. The feeling of running out of air was so hot to me my dick had gotten hard in spite of the T. The spit was falling down my chin into my chest mixing with the lube. The jock scooped up some of that spit from my mouth and chin, rubbed it across my chest and abs and used it as lube to stroke my dick. He laid down on a couch next to the bed and told me to sit on his face and suck his dick. I did that and he stuck his tongue in me, chewed on my hole, and spread my cheeks apart, sticking fingers and tongue. He was doing so much it was driving me wild and making it easier to throat his dick. He stuck his nose in my ass and then moved the stubble on his chin up and down my hole making me moan. He moved one hand to push my head down and again held me firmly and I was loving it, instead of resisting I was wrapping my arms around his body to push myself more onto his cock. we did this for what felt like hours. The jock told me to get on the sling and attached the restraints so I couldn’t move my hands or feet. And then he produced this gas mask with a long hose he put it on me and capped the hose it would be a little while before I ran out of air but I could feel it happening in the meantime he pulled out a baggy and took a shard and pushed it inside my ass I could see all this on the big screen and even though I felt I was suffocating and started to wrestle with the restraints, I could see my dick was rock hard and dripping precum the jock uncapped the hose and I felt cool air come in and took a few deep drags. He started stroking my dick with one hand and using three fingers from his other hand rotating it and stretching my hole and I was bucking my ass trying to get more of his hand in me

LA Hollywood here can host as well hit me up

G straddled the log below me, and gently moved forward until his cock was resting on my own and my balls were smashed against his. Our legs were touching on either side of the log, but only for a moment. He reached down and pulled them up and past him, swinging them up until he was able to press them against my chest. As my ass rose from the movement of my legs, his cock slid down my crack and as I took hold of my legs, G released his hands and in one smooth motion reached down and positioned his cock head right at my opening. He stroked his cock downward, pulling his head completely out of his foreskin and in one fell stroke he hilted himself completely in my ass. I cried out, but realized that after last night's pounding, all the cum that must still be inside me, and the fact that I didn't feel a ton of pain, I realized my audible shout had been more from the surprise of his entry. "Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!" Wait, that was me! He had only paused for a moment once he had hilted himself, and then had just begun to relentlessly pound my ass. I was being fucked hard, laying on a downed tree, in the middle of the woods. So much for that promise I had made myself the night before of being a little more composed in my sexual escapades! It had only been a few minutes but I felt G begin to thicken and his balls draw up, and sure enough he soon slammed deep and began to cum. He thrust his pelvis forward, driving his weapon deep into my ass as ribbons of cum joined the lake of semen still in there from Ryan, Drew, and Dirk. At the same time, he arched his upper body backward, his chest thrusting upward as his head fell back. And in that moment, as the fur on his chest parted a bit, I realized the tattoo across his body spelled P-O-Z, with the O in the middle replaced by a biohazard symbol. My ass clamped down, and without touching my cock, my cum began spraying everywhere. Oh my god, I was being fucked by someone who was most likely HIV-positive. How could I have been so stupid??? My cock continued to spurt, and G continued to twitch deep in my ass. As we both came down off our orgasmic highs, his cock still lodged in my ass, my head simply laid on the log staring up at the sky through the trees. I should have ended things there, but as I felt G begin to slowly rock back and forth, thrusting around in my hole, I knew he wasn't done and was fully intending to inseminate me again. And I let him. Slowly he began thrusting more rhythmically, long-dicking my hole as I felt cum oozing around his cock. I was more than sufficiently lubed, even before G had exploded his seed in my ass, but now I was just a sloppy hole for him to plow. I shut my eyes and let him have his way. I couldn't tell exactly, but it was probably a good half-hour before I felt him tense up and his breathing get ragged. And that's when he spoke for the first time since he had kissed me when we initially sat down. "Oh god, oh fuck, I'm going to cum again Reid. I've waited so long for an ass this perfect to claim! Oh fuck, you need to take it. Let me change you! Fucking... take... my... POZ... LOAD!!!" And with that, he exploded in my ass again. And I knew in that moment exactly how my life would change forever. He continued to spasm as deep in my hole as he could and I made no effort to stop him; I simply lay there deflated. He was arched back again, and I stole another look at his chest and the P☣Z tattoo on his chest. I also noticed some purple bruises and suddenly my mind began to connect the dots. G was, and I was almost certain the other guys did as well. Those weren't bruises, they were lesions. I had been spending over a week getting fucked raw by men with HIV, no condoms, and tons of cum. I swallowed, and my throat felt raw and scratchy, and that's when I realized I was mostly likely beginning to feel the effects. I closed my eyes again, and a tear slowly slid down my left cheek. As Gerry leaned forward, his orgasm having subsided, he brushed my tear away. "I suppose you didn't expect the sex to be this hot?" he asked. "No," I managed to rasp out. "I didn't expect... this. I didn't expect.... you.... to be..." I couldn't finish the sentence. "Poz?" he finished. "Yeah, well I figured when you didn't ask any questions last time, you weren't too concerned. And showing up today with that ass totally full of cum, I was so turned on I just knew I needed to finish what I started." "But, I just wanted sex, I didn't want to get any kind of disease," I protested half-heartedly. After all, how serious could I be? I was still laying there, his STILL-hard cock in my ass. "Well, there's not much you can really do now," G noted. "It's been more than a week since I first fucked you, so there's no point going to the doctor. And truthfully, I'm so fucking toxic I doubt it would have worked anyway." Something in the way he said it, it was almost soothing--if not devilishly evil. His dick twitched in my ass, still hard. He began to slowly pull back. "I... I woke up feeling off, does that mean...?" His dick stopped, and began to slide back in. One stroke, then another, then another. "Yes. As high as my viral load has become, a week is almost certainly--most likely--your conversion period. Shhhh, let me make your ass feel good," he said with a short thrust to bottom out in my hole. What was the point in telling him to stop? If my suspicions--and his--were true, I was converting as we spoke. I felt so hot laying there, the sun still finding a way to bake us through the tree covering--or was that a fever? He began a steady rhythm, his thick cock driving deep into me on every thrust. I could hear the sloshing as my ass leaked cum around his cock. My body was limp, my legs held in place by G as he methodically drove his cock in and out of my hole. He had already cum twice, and as it turned out his third load was the perfect excuse to churn the contents of my colon. He seemed in no hurry to get off again, and occasionally would make a hard thrust deep, or just to one side to let me know he was there. My ass was so sloppy there was little to no resistance. I could just feel his foreskin sliding around as his thrusts exposed the tip of his head inside my ass. I could just picture it swimming in sperm, the slit at the tip closed for now, but working its way to a reason to open. It was about 45 minutes in reality until G began to reach a point of ecstasy. I could tell his cock had hardened to a steel pipe and his thrusts became a little more insistent. Sure enough, he hilted himself to the balls and began twitching inside me. My eyes locked on his chest, and I weakly raised my left hand and slowly placed it on the biohazard symbol between his pecs. It was there, just a second, before he released my left leg with his right hand, and took my hand in his and guided it down to where his groin met my ass. He pushed it in between our bodies and I felt the cum squish between my fingers. He moved it around slightly, the cum that had escaped coating my digits, and then he slowly brought my hand up to his mouth and gently began sucking the cum--his and the guys'--off each finger, one at a time. He then placed my hand back on his tattoo, and, looking at me, licked his lips to collect that little bit of cum from my hand that hadn't made it into his mouth. His cock began to soften, but it was so far up my ass and his groin was still against me, so it remained inside. As he lowered my other leg, he placed both his hands on the log on either side of my torso, and leaning forward and down, he gently licked up the cum I had shot all over my upper chest. He leaned forward enough that his now-soft cock slipped out of my hole, and I felt a stream of cum follow it, flowing down my ass crack. His head rose to meet mine, our lips touched, and his tongue invaded my mouth just as his cock had my ass. We laid there--him exploring my mouth, cum flowing from my ass, there on the log until I heard the crackling of branches, and realized we were not alone there in this formerly-private place.

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I don't think that only tops like a cum-dripping hole because I know of many total-bottoms who make an exception for a freshly bred hole, especially if they'd witnessed the breeding and watched the top moan, groan, and talk dirty as he unloads in the bottom's hole. It's live bareback porn, likely to turn guys on, including bottoms who for this one time become a top. It's happened to me many times.

Thanks for all the kind comments! Part 4 "I'm so glad you want that son. I do too. Do you like what you see on the screen?" I turned back to the movie and the dad and son were still making out with the dad on top of the son. But the dad was fucking the son! When the dad pulled away from their kiss I heard him say, "You like the feel of your dad's raw cock inside you?" The son was moaning and getting louder with each thrust. Dad was cupping my balls and stroked by cock his mouth back to my ear. "We don't have to do that right now or even tonight but I know you want to feel your dad's thick raw cock inside you don't you?" I moaned softly excited and scared all at once. I had never even thought about getting fucked raw. Bareback was always fantasy to me. It was too risky to do for real. But the door to the secret room in my mind was wide open now and in that moment condoms seemed like the worst possible idea. I turned to look at him again and this time I was dead serious. "No dad. I want that tonight. I want that now. Please dad. Fuck your son." As soon as I heard myself say it I pulled back away from the center of the bed and dad's arm around me. "Oh my god. I'm so sorry I don't know what I'm saying. I...I ....I'm not like that." Dad reached for my arm and held it pulling me back to him. "Hey hey it's ok its ok. You're fine. I want to know your deepest desires. I'm here to make them all come true. You're not scaring me. I like that you can trust me with those thoughts." I was leaning against him again and heard the click of the torch. "Here let's do another couple hits. I think we could probably use something to help us relax." He put the pipe up to my mouth and I took another big hit. Back and forth we went until that urge returned. I grabbed my semi hard cock and I stared at dad's thick cock. Without saying anything I leaned down and licked the tip my tongue moving along his slit. I tasted the sweetness of his pre cum. "Oh fuck son." I felt dad's hand against the back of my head as he put the slightest bit of pressure so that I would take more of his cock. I wrapped my lips around the head and got the loudest moan of the night as dad's reaction. It was just the head but my mouth already felt so full. I tried to go deeper on his cock but my mouth just couldn't handle it. "God you're so huge dad. I can't fit you in my mouth." I was looking up into his eyes with his cock on my tongue. "That is such a gorgeous site. Why don't you just lick up and down the shaft. I don't want to cum this way anyway." He gave me what looked like a conniving smirk. I knew what he meant and I felt my cock pulse. I started licking up and down his cock trying to taste every part of it. It was hairy but it looked like he probably trimmed so it wouldnt get out of control and so nothing hid how big it was. "Come back up here." I felt like I wasn't doing a good job. I didn't really know what I was doing so this was probably not the best blow job he had ever gotten before. He pulled me into another kiss and laid me on my back his hands moving up and down my chest and abs. Then he kissed his way down my neck down my chest and down my abs and then he put my cock into his mouth. "Fuck oh my god" I screamed. His mouth felt amazing. He was able to get all of it in his mouth which was probably easier because I was still only half hard. After a couple minutes he pulled up from it and used his hand to stroke me while he licked my balls. He looked up at me as the tip of his tongue teased each ball and made me jump from the sensation. "I love how smooth you are son. Does everyone on the swim team shave their cock and balls too?" I was feeling a little embarrassed. I never talked to anyone about this. I just liked the way it looked in porn so I figured I would try it too. "Nah not really. I just wanted to see how it looked and felt." He kept teasing my balls but with each touch he moved further down. "Well they look amazing. How do they feel?" I could see that he was smiling as he gave me a small spasm each time his tongue hit my balls. "It feels amaaaaaazing." "If you think that feels amazing you're gonna love this." He surprised me and pushed my legs up and pulled my cheeks apart. He kissed each ass cheek and then all of a sudden i felt that tip of his tongue again brush against my hole. I lifted my head up with a gasp. This time he used more of his tongue to lick around and on my hole. "Wha- what are you doing? Oh my god." He pulled his head up. "You haven't seen this in porn? Rimming?" I shook my head. "Oh are you one of those guys who turns on a video and fast forwards to the fucking?" He got me. I started laughing and as my head fell back against the pillow his tongue pushed into my hole for the first time. My laugh became a long moan. "Dad oh fuck that feels amazing." For the next few minutes it felt like he was trying to use his tongue to get deeper and deeper into me. I was in ecstasy. I never even knew this was something that existed and it was the best thing I had ever felt before. I reached for my cock and felt that it was getting more than semi-hard. He raised himself up and lowered my legs back to the bed. He came back up to a sitting position and grabbed the pipe and torch again. "How about a couple more hits?" I didn't say anything. I just pulled myself up to sit up again with him. He put the pipe up to my mouth first again. I took a long hit and as I let it out he put the pipe back to my mouth. "Don't you wanna take your turn before I take my second?" He smiled and just said "You are so sweet Jake. It's ok. There's plenty for both of us. Go ahead take another hit." He made me take a few more hits in a row. All big clouds. It felt amazing and for the first time I felt the tingling at my hole. I needed him to take my virginity. Now. As if he could sense what I was thinking he put his mouth back up to my ear and whispered, "I think it's time dad takes his son's cherry." I shuddered and nodded. On the screen the dad was screaming "Take your dad's load son! I'm breeding you with the cum that made you son!" All my brain was saying to me now was I want to feel that too. I was ready.