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Long time reader, first time contributor. Hope you enjoy, this is a mostly true story. ____________________________________________________________________ I was 22 years old before I understood that I was gay. I put that fully on my repressed religious upbringing where even mentioning "sex" was [banned word] in my house. But once I discovered what those odd feelings in my gut meant when I saw a large bulge, or a strong, masculine man, it was not long before I was spending a lot of time searching for encounters with men that would bring me the kind of satisfaction I had been craving. At first, I wasn't very picky at all, and my desperation for sex overshadowed any other thoughts I had about the guys I met. And I will admit that my naivete was probably a turn-on for some of the older men who were all too happy to take advantage of me. It was very obvious after one or two meet-ups that I was a bottom, and knowing just enough about gay history, I knew that condoms were important and that I should never hook up without them. I was still on my parents' insurance so there was no way I could get prep without them knowing, and since I wasn't "out" to them yet, condom sex was really the only option I could think of. The next year, I was almost finished with college, but my studies weren't going especially well, at least in part because of all the time I spent looking for sex. I eventually found a couple of regulars but even still, I was almost constantly searching for more. We always used condoms. One night, I had a few drinks in my dorm room which made me horny so I messaged one of the guys, Jake, to see what he was up to. After a few minutes, he responded that he was already going to meet up with someone that night. I figured that meant no time for me and started looking for some porn to jack off too when another message came through. "He says it'd be hot if you came over too. What do you think?" I had never been with more than one guy before and was a little nervous about it, but I said that would be fun if he could pick me up on the way since I had been drinking. A short while later, I got the message to head outside and get in the car. The drive was quiet, my nerves were getting the better of me, but I was committed at that point since I couldn't make my own way back to the dorms. The house we pulled up to was out of the way, tucked in a quiet corner of a rural neighborhood. After we parked, Jake sent a quick message on his phone and we headed up to the door which opened just before we got there. The man standing in the doorway was older, probably in his 50s, but in decent shape. His head was shaved and he had a short beard, but what really caught my attention was the fact that he wasn't wearing any pants. He had answered the door in a pair of black briefs that did nothing to hide the large bulge in his pants. I couldn't take my eyes off it, and he chuckled, "Guess you like what you see? Come in already." Jake and I walked inside and the man introduced himself as Tim and offered us each a drink. Still nervous, and now embarrassed that he had caught me staring, I took him up on his offer and he poured me a stiff whiskey coke which I downed pretty quickly. There was some of the typical smalltalk while Tim waited for me to calm down a bit, and every once in a while, he would give Jake a look, some sort of exchange happening without words. Pretty soon, Jake came over to me and started pulling on my shirt. Loosened up by the drink, I started to get into it and was happy when he started to kiss me passionately. Kissing always gets me going like nothing else and it wasn't long before both of us were naked, exploring each others bodies with our hands. Tim sat down close to us, stroking himself lightly and every once in a while he'd say something like "yeah, that's hot" or even just slight moans. Jake pushed me down on the couch and guided my mouth to his dick which had grown to its full 7 inches. I don't have great oral skills, but I always try my best. Jake held onto my head and tried to fuck my mouth, making me gag at the intrusion but he was getting nice and wet from my spit. I could taste the light saltiness of his precum on my tongue and eagerly slurped it down, swallowing what was there. I knew there wasn't much risk of anything just from sucking him. After a few more minutes of that, he told me to lay down and positioned himself between my legs. He grabbed a condom from his pants, rolled it onto his dick, and lined himself up with my hole. Tim stood up and walked over to me. The bulge I had seen earlier was nothing compared to what I was seeing now. That thing had to be over 9 inches, way more than I had ever had before. He reached under my head with a pillow to help me keep it up more and then guided my mouth to his cock. Jake and Tim both started to push into me at the same time and soon I was opening up on both ends. I had never felt anything like that before and I found myself so turned on that I started moaning, clearly enjoying the treatment. "Yeah, just like that. You like taking both of us? Fuck him Jake," Tim said. I could see Jake grinning and he pushed all the way in, bottoming out inside my ass and giving me that full feeling I loved. He started to move in and out of me, increasing speed until he found a good rhythm. I kept sucking Tim, trying to get more and more of him into my mouth and massaging his balls. Whenever I drink, I turn into the guy who gets worried whether everyone in the room is having a good time, and I wanted to make sure that he was enjoying it as much as I was so I sucked him with enthusiasm. We kept this up for a few minutes when suddenly Jake stopped, and pulled out abruptly. "Crap, the condom broke." He pulled the condom off and held it up, it had clearly split at the end. As he did this, the tip of his raw dick dropped and ended up pressed lightly against my hole, but he didn't make a move to push it in. It felt... so good! As he moved, it rubbed against my opening, slick with lube and spit. I started to feel even more turned on than before but wasn't sure what to do next. "Do you have another?" I asked tentatively. "You guys have fucked before, right?" Tim asked. "I don't have any condoms in the house, do you really want to stop?" Jake let out an involuntary whimper, just enough for me to hear, and pushed just a little towards me. In my drunken state, I was finding it hard to concentrate through the sensations of his dick against my hole and let out a moan despite myself. "We don't have to keep going..." Jake offered, but it was clear that's not what he wanted. All this time, he was still rubbing against my hole, which was driving me into a frenzy, and the scent of Tim's cock still right in front of my face wasn't helping. "Uh... it's fine. Don't stop." I gave in. Jake looked up at Tim with a big grin and immediately pushed all the way inside me. I couldn't believe how easy it was to take him all the way. I opened up like never before. And the feeling... it was a whole new experience. I had never considered that it might feel different without a condom but this was amazing. I gasped in ecstasy and my hole involuntarily clenched around him. "Oh my god, that feels so good man! Your hole is so much better like this." Jake started fucking me harder, getting closer and closer to cumming. Tim pushed back into my mouth and I was overcome by all the sensations. I think I kind of blacked out for a bit, not sure if it was the booze, the sex, or some combination of both, but I lost all track of time. Suddenly, Jake started to tense up and he sped up his rhythm. "Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum!" He said, still pounding away at my hole. "Do it, fuck his ass!" Tim encouraged him. Next thing I knew, Jake groaned loudly and pushed all the way in, holding tight to my hips and shaking. I could feel his cock twitching inside me and knew that he was cumming. All at once, it was like something broke inside me, and I knew that I would be chasing that feeling for the rest of my life. It was so much better than any sex I had had up to that point, and I loved the feeling of him leaking inside me. "You did great, boy." Tim patted me on the head as he started to move around to Jake. He grabbed Jakes shoulders and slowly pulled him back, his cock slipping out of me with a slight pop. "My turn." I started to get up. I didn't know anything about Tim and I wasn't sure that I wanted him to be inside me bareback, but Jake gently pushed me back down and said "It's ok, you're going to love it." Tim lined up against my hole and started to push. I clenched against the intrusion, worried about the risk with a complete stranger, but my hole was weak from Jake's fucking and it slowly started opening up despite my best efforts. "That's it, open up for me. Just let me in, it'll be so good." Tim's persistence started to pay off and the tip of his dick passed through my first sphincter. I tried again to pull away but he and Jake were holding onto me and I couldn't move enough to get him out of me. I tried pushing him out with my ass, but when I did Tim leaned forward and another couple inches of him slid into me. "Nice, that feels amazing. Keep pushing like that!" I started to feel dizzy and between that and the amazing sensation in my ass, I couldn't help but moan and my head fell back onto the pillow. "Yeah, that's good. Just relax, you can take it all," Tim sighed as he continued pushing his length into me. I could feel myself opening up and between the lube, spit, and Jake's cum still inside me, it wasn't long before Tim was as far as he could go. Or so I thought... "Hold on boy, there's still more," he almost whispered and he shifted his hips against me. I could feel the pressure building inside of me and thought I was going to be split in two, when suddenly something inside me moved and the pressure released. I yelped at the new sensation and Tim said "Fuck! That's it, I'm past the curve now." Jake cheered him on, rubbing my head and trying to reassure me. "Boy, that ass feels so good and I'm so deep, not gonna last long. Jake, you lubed him up good for me," Tim said and started rocking his hips against me, sliding easily in and out of my slick ass. My brain felt like it was short-circuiting, like I couldn't form full thoughts against the feelings deep inside me. And as much as I didn't want to admit it, I loved the way it felt. Tim was bigger than anyone I had ever had, and the full feeling I got with him all the way inside me was intoxicating. "Mmph, nice and broken in now! Feel how wet that is? You've got a lot of my precum in you already, and I'm gonna put this load so deep in you, it's never coming out! After this, you'll never want to use a condom again," Tim tried to take his time, pausing frequently to try and hold off his orgasm, but all the talk along with the feeling in my ass was clearly getting him worked up. Pretty soon, he stopped talking and his breathing got heavy. "Oh fuck... here it comes!" Tim grabbed my throat, looked deep into my eyes, and with one final thrust, he pushed all the way in again and I could feel that pulse of his muscles contracting, shooting his cum deep inside me. He collapsed down onto my chest and I realized I had cum at some point during the fucking. I had been so carried away I didn't even notice. I was completely overwhelmed after taking two loads inside me, but I knew that Tim was right and I would probably never use a condom again. Still inside me, Tim leaned forward and forced his tongue into my mouth, kissing me fiercely. I couldn't help but get into it and soon I was kissing him back just as passionately. After a few minutes, he had softened enough that he slipped out of me, but before he stood up, he leaned in and whispered just to me, "Jake should be thanking you, you saved him tonight. I just pumped a massive 7-day toxic load deep inside you, knocked you up good boy. Your ass is mine forever." The End

Hi, I’m Sam. I’m 18 years old, 5 ‘ 9 “, black hair, green eyes, with a light brown tan complexion. I’m half Caucasian on my mom’s side and half Mexican on my dad’s side. Everyone says I look exactly like my mom due to our perfectly perky asses. My mom gets cat calls all the time and I even get some when men see me from behind. I just had the best night of my life. I didn’t just lose my virginity. It was taken. And I loved it. It all started when I came home about 4 hours ago. It was 11pm and I was coming home from a friend’s house. I say friend but he’s more like a special friend. We are exploring our sexuality together. I think I might be gay and he’s a straight guy really horny all the time. So he lets me practice blow jobs on him. But that was all before I got home. I walked in the house and it was dimly lit. My mom was out of town on a trip with my aunt and I was supposed to stay over at my friend’s but that didn’t work out. My dad was obviously not expecting me or anyone for that matter. He was sprawled out on the couch on a nod. He had his setup on the coffee table with all his drugs and pipes. Straight porn playing on the television. I knew he partied because he sold favors on the side for extra money. But he usually only used with my mom. It was odd that he was using alone. On the table I could see a packed baggie full of tina, a few pipes, lighters, and some foil with H melted on it. I could see a black bag open that had a few clean needles in it and balloons of product. He had some foil on the couch beside him and a lighter in his hand. He was on a good nod. He would probably be out for a while. I looked him up and down. He was shirtless, showing off his brown skin and tattoos across his chest. Damn he has great pecks, and his arms. Oh his biceps get me going every time I stare at them. My eyes lowered and noticed that he was only wearing boxers. The thin flimsy ones that have the gap that never quite closes all the way. They were nothing like my quality boxers that come with a button to close up. Oh my god… I can see his dick through the gap. My mouth starts to water. I was not able to get any quality time with my friend tonight and my hormones are raging. I wonder how good of a nod is he on. I whisper, Dad, you awake? Nothing. No response. I say it a little louder. Dad, you awake? Nothing still. I reach down and touch his arm. No response. I get braver. I touch his chest. No response. I put my whole hand on his peck muscle. No response. Dare I keep going? I look down at his boxer gap again. My mouth waters some more. I know I need some courage. I look down at the table and look at the pipe. I say to myself, I don’t think he will notice some of his stuff is gone. I open the bag of tina and fill a pipe. Flick. I melt the bowl and take my first hit. First of the night. Luckily my older brother taught me how to properly take a hit for my birthday. I blow out a small cloud. I look at the pip squeak cloud and know I can do better. I take another hit. This time breathing in longer and holding it. I release and clouds all around me. That’s more like it. I look down at my dad again. I touch his shoulder and wait. No response. I push the coffee table further away from my dad so there is room in front of him. I get down on my knees in front of him. I take a hit and lower my head to his crotch. I blow a cloud into the boxer gap. The smoke clears and I get brave. I reach into the gap with my fingers and lightly touch his dick. It’s so warm to the touch. I grab it and pull the 3 inch meat out of the gap. It looks just like mine except darker brown. I pull away and look across at my dad again. I tell myself I should stop. I should just go to my room and jerk off. That’s the safe thing to do. I think about it for a moment. I listen to my dad’s breathing and then listen to the background porn behind me. I turn around and see a Latina woman sucking a big brown dick. My mouth waters some more. I turn back toward my dad and think. What can I get away with? What is not going to send me straight to hell. My mind is going a million miles a minute. I turn toward the table and refill the pipe. I melt it down, take a few hits and finish half the bowl. Again I reach out with my hand and touch my dad’s chest. Nothing. No response. My hormones override my good judgement. I’m committed now. I take a huge hit and bend forward to blow it out on my dad’s uncut dick. I stick my tongue out and lick his tip. I pull up and take another hit and hold it. I put down the pipe and open my mouth and use my tongue to lift the tip in my mouth. The smoke empties from my mouth as it is replaced by dick. I love this feeling of having a dick in my mouth. As I bob on the small dick, I can feel it start to thicken. I bob and bob and release it from my mouth. I lick the underside of his dick as it’s filling out. I tongue his balls. Circle round left ball, circle round right ball. I return to his filled out dick. I pull back and admire my hard work. His dick is sticking straight out toward me. All 8.5 inches of uncut meat is staring me down. His foreskin is all pulled back now and his mushroom head is just slightly thicker than his shaft. I grab it with my hand and can’t get my hand around the thickness. I look up at his face. Still out on his nod. Perfect! I go down and throat his big dick. I take it half way. I try to relax and adjust my breathing. I lower another inch. I stabilize myself by putting my hands on my dad’s thighs. I bob up and down and still only get down about 5 inches in my throat. I grab his balls in earnest trying to shock him further down my throat. That’s when I feel it. I feel a hand on top of my head. I hear my dad moan. I lean back slightly so my eyes look upward at my dad. His mouth is open moaning but his eyes are still shut. I start to panic. I try to pull up off his dick but a second hand comes down on my head. He is pushing me down. I get as far as I can down. Then I hear it. My dad mumbles -oh fuck yeah. Take this big cock. He pushes my head down with force. He was not stopping until I gave in. I panic and try to take a breath in. That is all the leeway he needs. He shoves down and I couch as I bottom out on his dick. My mouth is on his pubes. My chin on his balls. He mumbles again – that’s right, I know you could take it you dirty whore. “Oh WHAT THE FUCK?!” He release his grip on my head and I jerk my head up and his dick slips out of my mouth. I stumble back a bit and try to get back on my feet. My dad yells –“STAY WHERE YOUR AT. WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON HERE? WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU ARE DOING?” He looks around and takes in the scene. Me on my hands and knees. The drugs out and pipe obviously used. He stands up with his dick sticking outward, hard as can be. He stairs down at me and takes a moment to think. He speaks –“I always knew you were a faggot but this is low even for that. My baby boy caught sucking me off like a 2 dollar whore. I see you have been smoking up my shit. A thieving whore too. I start to cry – I’m sorry dad. I just got high and couldn’t help myself. He responds – “oh stop that crying shit. It’s not time for that, you hear me boy! You obviously think you’re a man now. Doing adult shit. Gonna have to deal with this like a fucking man. You want to smoke like a man, fine then. He reaches down for the pipe and goes to the coffee table and refills it with a fat bowl. He hands it to me and says “smoke up. Finish the whole bowl” I start taking hit after hit, trying to finish the bowl quickly. He is busy at the table fixing something up. It’s just out of sight. He turns around and faces me and I can finally see what he was preparing. He wraps his arm and ties off. He made a point for himself and injects. A small coughing fit but he handles it like a pro. His dick that had started to soften returned to its full glory. I tell him I’m done with the bowl and he puts it down on the table. He orders me –“now you gone and woke the beast you stupid faggot.” He drops his boxers and kicks them aside. He points at his thick dick and says “get back to work you 2 dollar whore”. I’m in shock. Did he just tell me to suck him off again? I slowly move my legs and approach him slowly. “I said now faggot” he says down to me. As I get close to his cock with my mouth. He bends down a bit and as I open my mouth to take him back in, he slaps me with his right hand. “When I tell you to do something. Fucking do it. Now get back to work” I immediately get back to slobbering on his thick tool. He moans “that’s right, take it all in”. he places both hands on my head again and I’m forced to take all 8.5 inches in my throat. He proceeds to fuck my mouth and slams the back of my throat over and over and over again. I’m crying again. He looks down and says “yeah, now is the time for the tears”. He spits right in my face. He takes one of his hands and rubs the spit all over my cheek. It is all I can do to keep my teeth at bay as my jaw hurts but I dare not close down on it. He pushes me off of him and I’m thrown on my ass. He orders me to strip and he turns back to the table. I throw off my shirt and pants. I’m afraid to take my boxers off because of the obvious hard on I have. As if reading my mind, he yells out –“don’t make me repeat myself”. I drop my boxers and my 7 inch dick springs up. It stretches straight out just like my dad’s. I’m almost as thick as him but I can get my hand around the thickness, just barely. He turns around holding a tourniquet. He orders me around –“so you think with your dick like a man? Well, you take a man’s consequence. You pay off what you stole from me like a good faggot does, with his ass. But first, I’m gonna hit you like a man. Sit on the couch and reach out your arm.” I am scared shitless. I plead with him, I've never done that before. I already feel higher than I’ve ever felt. I’ve never even though of shooting up. But he said it wasn’t a request. I’ve never seen my dad like this. If I don’t obey, he will kick my ass. I better obey. I stretch out my arm and he ties me off. I close my eyes and feel a prick on my arm. He says “time to pay up, you thieving faggot”. He unties my arm and raises the arm. I immediately go into a coughing fit. I try to catch my breath. I feel a warmth envelop me and my hole starts to tingle. I know now why people shoot up. This feeling is amazing and all I can think of is DICK. He laughs and says “good, looks like you like it alright.” He spins me over and I'm on the couch face forward and I'm bent over with my ass out. My dad gets behind me and spits on his fingers and shoves 2 fingers in my virgin hole. I yelp. It hurts but in a good way. I plead please go slow, I'm a virgin. He laughs and says "so what. Gonna get fucked sometime." He pulls his fingers out and spits on my hole twice. He shoves in 3 fingers. I yelp again. I know he is trying to loosen me up and not trying to but he is rubbing my magic button every time he pushes his fingers in and I’m loving it. He pulls out his fingers and grabs a needleless syringe and inserts up my hole. He pushes its contents out. Tina lube is starting off a burning in my hole. He spouts “there, that’s the only kindness you will get tonight because I can’t wait. He lines up his thick dick with my hole and pushes forward. It’s a struggle to get in because of the girth but he does not stop until the head is fully in my hole. He holds there a second. I push out instinctively and feel the lube spreading in me. I unclench and he slams his entire length into me. I’m struck with pain. Pain and pleasure. It’s hard to explain but I winced and moaned. He slaps my ass **slap** first on the left side and then the right. **slap**. I clinch down and feel his dick throb in me. He bends down close to my ear and says “you better open up quick faggot, I’m impatient”. He pulls almost entirely out, leaving only the tip inside. Then slam! All 8.5 inches inside. He long dicks me non stop for what feels like hours. When he finally pulls out, there is a popping sound of this head slurping out. I ask did you cum in me? He laughs and says “you haven’t earned that yet. I’m just getting a water. You get over to my bed room and get on your back. I’ll be in there in a minute. I walk back to the master bedroom and I can barely walk. I was a virgin. Was, I was a virgin. My hole was tingling nonstop and only wanted to be stretched by dick some more. I hobbled over to the bed and laid on my back as ordered. He came back to the room with a water bottle. He drank half and threw the half bottle on the bed. I didn’t bother reaching for it. It wasn’t for me. I knew that. He holds up my ankles with one hand and shoves his 3 fingers into my hole some more. I feel them stretch apart. That’s when I feel the burn. I’m familiar with that burn now. I know it will only intensify my need for dick. For my dad’s dick. Fingers out and dick pushed back in. He slams the fullness of him inside of me. I felt him hit my button again. I notice my dick for the first time since the fucking started. I’m soft as can be but leaking precum. The foreskin is pulled back just enough for the head to be visible leaking the clear liquid. He starts pounding my hole again like before. He lets my ankles go and my legs fall on his shoulders. I can feel his chest on my legs with every thrust. god I’m loving it. I push back into him. He grips my hip and drills my hole like the pro that he was. I tried to jerk off but he slapped my hand away. I’m not allowed to do that evidently. He keeps assaulting my hole. I can feel my hole being forced open as he twists to fuck me at different angles. He pulls out and tells me –“fucking bitch, get into doggie position. I wanna see that ass in front of me. Just like fucking your mom in her ass. She loves that shit too.” He slides right in. my ass as stretched to accommodate his thickness and pounds with ease. The room echos with the slaps. Slap of his body slapping into my ass. Slap of his balls slapping against my taint. The slap of my dick bouncing against my stomach and the bed. I feel the build up and without warning, I shoot my load on the bed below me. My cumming must have done something good with my ass because all I hear is “ oh fuck yeah, milk my dick. Make me feel it. Take my fucking load you no good cum loving faggot. ahHHHHHHH”. As he roars out loud, I can feel rope after rope of cum filling my insides up. He collapses on me and I feel his hot body against mine. I’m in heaven. The session has taken a lot out of him so he holds still on me for a few minutes. He eventually pulls off me and stands. “Get the fuck out of here. Go back to your room. I can’t stand to look at you for a while. I’ll come find you again when I’m hard again. I’m good for at least 3 more loads.” He slaps my ass as I walk away from him. “Hey look at me when I speak to you”. I turn around and look him right in the eye. “You ever speak of this to anyone, I mean anyone, and I’ll fucking kill you with my bare hands. You got that?” I nod my head. “oh, and in case you are too fucking dumb to realize, you’re my new backup pussy when your mom leaves town. Now get back to your room. I walked to my room and closed the door. I’m laying in bed just twitching like the chem whore my dad made me. Like I said before. My virginity was taken and I loved it. I’m just going to wait here until my hole is needed again.

A friend recommended a masseur to me, and mentioning my friend's name apparently opened the door for me for a good time. He stood and talked to me while I got naked. I got hard as he worked the knots out of my shoulders, so when he started on my glutes and thighs, he was brushing over my hard cock pointed down between my legs. He kept running his oily hands over my hole, then into my hole. I lifted my ass so his thumb could slide into me. Soon he had his thumb up my ass and his cock in my mouth. Then he got on the table and started running his hands up from the small of my back to my shoulder so tha this cock slid between my butt cheeks. Until it didn't make it rhough my furrow and plowed right up into me. He fucked me hard and came inside me without asking permission. Then I asked if he would sit on my face. I ate his ass like a madman while he jerked off. He turned around and sat on my cock. and jerked off while he road it. When I shot inside him he stayed on me until he came a second time, which I had the pleasure of eating. Altogether a great massage, both the therapeutic and sensual aspects.

I should really think about moving to WV. That is an impressive number😛

This is another of my dickpicks

A black guy, with huge dick gave a huge load. I love when my ass is dripping.

Got my first fuck of the new school year now that the college bois are back. As usual I try to find guys who ID as curious or "straight" because I can always turn at least of few of them into long term fuck buddies. Friday wasn't looking very promising, but around 11PM I got hit up by a guy who just wanted to chat, but he was decent looking enough so I figured I might get lucky. After about half an hour I was getting bored and asked him if he'd like to come over and mess around. He didn't respond so I left it open, but decided to watch some TV and see if anyone not a bot hit me up. He finally responded about midnight or so and said he'd come over, but didn't know what he'd wanted to do. I give him my address and told him to come right over. He showed up about 20 minutes later. I got the feeling I couldn't push him hard or he'd leave, so we just chatted for a while, and finally got to the subject as to why he came over. He said he has been interested in guys for a while after watching gay porn, but couldn't do anything while still living at home (if I had a $ for every guy who has had that problem, I'd be rich), other than he and a buddy jerked off together and did some touching. I told him I'd be happy to do anything with him he wanted to try, and invited him to the shower. Got to the bathroom and we got naked. I wasn't expecting him to be well hung, but he was with a rather large mushroom head to boot and nice big balls to go with it. Cute little hairy ass to top it all off. Got in the shower and started messing around a little. Started running my hands all over his body and stroking his cock. I could tell he was nervous, but slowly he started getting hard. Rubbing my cock with his got him to full attention. I knelt down and asked if I could suck him and he shook his head. Taking that sweet 18yo cock in my mouth was so hot, especially knowing it most likely was the first blowjob from another guy. After driving him crazy for a while, we cleaned up and headed to the bedroom. I asked him if he'd like to try sucking my cock, and he said he would. Let's just say he was not very good at it, and I'm going to have to spend a lot of time turning him into a good cocksucker. But that was okay because my daddy cock was the first cock he had ever put in that teenage mouth of his. Finally decided to see how far he'd go so asked him if he'd like to fuck. He hesitated so I had to sweet talk him a bit by stroking his cock and telling him how much I want him inside me. It eventually worked and I got the lube from the nightstand. Asked him what position he wanted to try first (I've found always let the newbie make the decisions if he's hesitant) and he said doggie style so he could see his cock sliding inside like he saw in his first gay porn vid. I lubed his cock and my ass and put it into the air for him to enjoy. He spent a minute looking and rubbing my hole, but he finally gave into the urges and I felt that cock push against my hole and start sliding inside. He was so big and hard that it was pure bliss for me as he filled my ass to the hilt. Soon he had a decent rhythm going. I let him do that for a while, but finally told him I had to ride that cock. He sat down on the bed and I slid down on him. I don't think he realized how good it feels to have a nice ass riding your cock, but from his facial expressions, he was in heaven. He managed to get out "I'm gonna cum" but I just kept riding until he blew his load inside me. When he finally came back to reality, he had this rather satisfied look on his face. I kept slowing riding him to keep him hard and told him he had another round to go. Once he was rock hard again, I got off of him and sucked that cum covered dick. He was finally letting go and just enjoying himself. He fucked me missionary style and then mounted me and fucked another load into me. I needed to blow a load badly, but first wanted to try to see if I could rim him. He said sure and let me eat his ass, which I could tell he loved. I so badly wanted to just shove it into him, but wasn't willing to bottom this time, so I asked if I could slid my cock up and down his ass. He agreed as long as I didn't put it inside him. The dirty thoughts I had as my dick slide up and down his ass and my cockhead rubbed his hole. I even pushed slightly against his hole to see how he's respond, but he didn't pull away or protest. I eventually blew my load on his back and ass. We cleaned up and I asked him if he wanted to come back another time because I enjoyed fucking with him. He said he would, and I told him next time I'd love to fuck him too. He said he'll think about it. I am certain I will be giving him his first cum injection the next time he's here. Almost never had a freshman over who didn't end up taking my cock and cum deep inside him.

It's salty, musky and usually has a very small hint of cooked onion. Guys with a more potent musky smell - I don't mean unwashed, just how they smell even when fresh, they usually have muskier cum.

Oh Yes! I remember him so well and kept in touch with him until he passed away from Covid in 2021. I was young, some would say too young but I have absolutely no regrets, and he set me off on a lifetime of sleaze that I still enjoy some 50 years later! I can still remember his voice as he spoke into my 12 year old ear outside the old basement gents wc at Brighton railway station. 'Do you want to come back to my flat?' he asked, 'I'll suck you off' he promised. Yeah, I know that following him out of the station like a little puppy was such a stupid thing to do, but as he took my virginity later that afternoon I knew I had found out what I wanted to be. I have written a story about it elsewhere, it definitely set me off on a wonderful journey.

I can't wait for the boy to get his first slam…. Double shot on both arms

Like "Side piece". I thought about that once too, then I consulted I think Urban Dictionary after a brief web search and got corrected. And I wish it was only 20-somethings. In my own experience, it gets defined as "a noob who thinks he wants to be with a guy, but dislikes most of the things that guys might do together, including oral and penetration". If it did mean side dish, at least someone's salad might be getting tossed. 🤣

I was waiting for someone to mention that. Often it tastes a bit like pool water. I've found a more savory, slightly bitter flavor to it, combined with that pool water. Asparagus and Brussel sprouts are a huge turn-off. It's not at all unpleasant to me. Now that has me curious to try. 😉

That's what another cock is for, faggot.

Im at 650 loads this year

Got bred in a park few weeks ago

thats wat im fuckin talkin about u fuckin sluttttt

I am a big fan of two bottoms working together to set up a gangbang. Ideally a different body type from each other. Tops love variety. And it can give your hole the break it needs!

Yes, I've done it both while they were working and while they weren't. Most bathhouses have strict rules against it while they are on the clock. I remember thinking about this the other day on the thread about PA,s. Does anyone remember the older shaved head guy that worked at the Down Under in Edmonton, AB most nights during the week around 12-15 years ago? Huge dick probably 10.5" had a barbell crosswise through his glans. I played with him a lot while he was working and always out in the open. He was also usually the only employee there at those times. Those were fun times! I played with pretty much everyone who worked at Denver Swim Club and Midtowne Spa Denver back in the aughts, mostly off the clock. Played with about half the staff at Hawks PDX last decade but never while they were on the clock. One of the mandagers at Club 541 in Palm Springs has fucked me a few times, off the clock, including tag teaming me in the sling with a really well hung black guy, both of them bred me that night. It is probably a 50/50 mix of who approached who.

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

Some good hard fucking in here, just the way we like to get it. (forgive the one rubber) [think before following links] https://xhamster.com/videos/missionary-close-up-compilation-xhy12cp

his is after taking 5 loads - I pushed them out into a glass and drank it. I usually keep it in as long as I can so I can feel it leaking out, but I was so turned on I wanted to taste it. The video is on my FetLife.

This isn't mine I've just altered it slightly to make it conform to breeding zones rules THE BUILDER - by pedro976 - This story is a work of fiction. If you are under 18 or material of this nature is illegal in your present area. By continuing, you are confirming that it is legal for you to view the material in this story. In addition, you are agreeing that the author, editor, and this site will not be held responsible for any consequences of you viewing or downloading the story. - - - - 1 - - - - Barbara Hastings walked down her hallway to the foot of the staircase drew, in one almighty breath and bellowed: "Thomas Hastings! If you do not drag yourself out of that pit of a bed now then you will wish you had not been born!" She was fairly certain that her neighbour's four doors down would have heard her shouting but she could not care less. She had a flight to catch and she was running perilously late. No response. She sucked in another lung full of air ready to bellow again but suddenly her eighteen year old son appeared at the top of the staircase. He was quite tall for his age. His skill as a runner and regular attendance at the local athletics club had given him a thin toned build. He was wearing just his pyjama bottoms exposing his smooth hairless chest. His blonde hair was tussled from where he had been sleeping and he blearily rubbed his eyes. He was a strikingly good looking boy. He took after his father on that front thought Barbara Hastings as she looked up at him. Shame that shit bag of a man had left them four years ago for that slut of a personal assistant. "What is it Mum?" He mumbled "its 7am and the school holidays! Why are you shouting up..." "Tom. For crying out loud" cut in Barbara Hastings "You clearly do not listen to a word I say. I am leaving now to catch my flight to The Hague. The builder starts today on the kitchen and you need to be up and dressed by 8am to let him in. Do not leave him on the doorstep waiting because you are in bed asleep, do you hear me?" It suddenly all came flooding back to Tom. His Mum had to travel for work and was going to be gone for four days. He had persuaded her that he was mature enough not to need any form of baby sitter and in any event she had arranged for the kitchen to be refitted whilst she was away. He had used the presence of a builder to argue that he would not be alone in any event. She had eventually agreed but on the condition he let the builder in each morning at 8am and stayed at home to make sure nothing went wrong. That suited Tom down to the ground. He wanted to crash out playing computer games and watching movies and was looking forward to four days without chores or nagging because if there was one thing Barbara Hastings excelled at, it was nagging. "Yeah I hear you" he answered. His mother was about to say more, clearly unsatisfied with his dismissive tone, but he was saved by the horn of the taxi that had arrived to take her to the airport. "That is the taxi, I am off, see you in four days" With that she grabbed her suitcase and rushed out the door. The slam echoed around the house for a moment before all was quite once more. Tom took a deep breath, yawned, stretched and then went straight back to bed. - - - - 2 - - - - Whoever was banging, Tom wished they would stop. He rolled over to the other side of his double bed and pulled the pillow over his head. The banging continued. What on earth were they doing he thought. "Shit!" he suddenly muttered. It must be the builder banging the front door. He scrambled out of bed and saw that the time was just after 8am. He could imagine his mother's face if she knew that he had fallen back asleep. It was not a nice image. "Shit, shit, shit!" he cried as he charged out of his bedroom and down the stairs. He got to the front door and without thinking he threw it open. What he saw in front of him made him gasp in surprise. Stood on the door step was the man who was clearly there to refit the kitchen. Tom could tell because there was a bag of tools in his hand and a builders van parked on the drive. What made him gasp was the size of the guy. He was huge. He towered over Tom and must have been at least 6'7" if not taller. He had a shaved head, piercing blue eyes and a firm square jaw line. His head rested on a massively veined neck that lead to the widest shoulders Tom had ever seen. His huge pectoral muscles were straining to rip through the material of his red t-shirt and his biceps twitched with power. Tom couldn't help notice that his tight jeans barely held a great bulge at the front, framed by calf muscles bigger than Tom's entire torso. Tom was so shocked he couldn't speak. His mouth just hung open. The giant man in front of him raised an eyebrow and asked in a thick Eastern European accent "You have kitchen done?" "Um, kitchen, um yeah?" Tom stuttered in reply, desperately trying to catch his wits whilst being suddenly conscious of the fact that he was still just wearing pyjama bottoms and nothing else. He involuntarily folded his arms for security. "I come in?" the man asked when Tom made no effort to move. "Um yeah, sure" Tom stepped out the way and the man walked in. Tom could feel the power radiating from his body as he went past him. There was something frightening yet magnetic about him. Like when you saw one of nature's giants, a lion or a polar bear up close. Tom led the man down the hallway. "Ok then, here is the kitchen. My Mum has moved everything out so you should be good to go" offered Tom. "Mmm" the man grunted. He suddenly turned to Tom and held out a hand the size of a shovel. "I Krzysztof" he introduced himself. "Oh yeah, right" mumbled Tom, embarrassed at his lack of manners. "I am Tom" and he took the big man's hand. His grip was like a vice and Tom winced as they shook. Krzysztof grunted in acknowledgement, turned, and put his tool bag down. He looked back at Tom who was stood frozen to the spot and fixed him with his piercing blue eyes. Tom felt himself wilting under his gaze and wished that he had stopped to put a t-shirt on. He must look so puny to this guy. After a second of awkward silence Tom decided it was time to leg it. "I will be upstairs... um... yeah" he mumbled and bolted out the kitchen and back up to his bedroom as quickly as his legs would carry him. He shut his door behind him and dived under his covers. He felt his cheeks burning with embarrassment. What the hell was wrong with him he thought? He had opened the door without a t-shirt on for God's sake. That was all. Why was he so worried about it? He couldn't put his finger on the answer. There was something magnetic about Krzysztof that meant you couldn't help but marvel at his powerful physique. Tom also realised that it had something to do with the way he had been feeling lately. He was no stranger to sex. Well on the internet anyway. He had a laptop and Ipad and his mother was singularly uninterested in monitoring what he did on them. Like most boys his age he was a masturbation fanatic. He jacked off whenever he had a spare moment. The internet was awash with free porn and he trawled the sites looking for new stuff to get off to. He had never had cause to question his sexuality until a few months ago. Bored of the same old videos he had strayed into the gay section on one of the websites. He had been drawn to videos involving what were called "twinks", young guys in their teens. He had watched a video set in a locker room where two athletic guys had sucked each other off then one of them had fucked the other. Tom had to admit that it was hot and he had imagined himself fucking another guy in the locker room after athletic practice. He reasoned that if he jacked off to straight porn where the girl was fucked up the arse then there was no difference to imagining fucking a guy in the same way. He had never found himself fantasising about guys who looked like Krzysztof though. Guys like that were not twinks but real hard, strong men who could break you in two as soon as look at you. Was he embarrassed by Krzysztof because he fancied him? No that couldn't be it he told himself. It really couldn't. Downstairs he could hear the sound of Krzysztof getting started on taking out the old kitchen fittings. He couldn't help but let his mind wander back to thinking about how massive his biceps were. The old fittings stood no chance against his strength. What would it be like to touch those huge solid muscles he wondered? "Fucking hell" he muttered under his breath breaking the spell of his day dream. He was determined not to think about this anymore. Grabbing a towel he went and showered, doing everything he could not to conjure up images of the huge hunk downstairs. Having got dried off and dressed into his usual t-shirt and jeans Tom was about to head down to get a drink and something to eat from the makeshift kitchen his Mother had set up in the utility room. She had put in a mini-fridge and microwave in there so that he could survive for the days that the work was being done. He hesitated though as he reached the top of the staircase. Going to the utility room meant passing Krzysztof and he really didn't want to. From what he could hear the muscle man was well into ripping out the old kitchen. Maybe he would be too busy to notice him go by thought Tom and with that thought offering him some courage he headed down stairs. At the end of the hallway he stopped and carefully peeked around the door frame at the entrance to the kitchen. He really wished he hadn't. Ripping out the kitchen was obviously hard work because Krzysztof had taken off his t-shirt. His body was absolutely packed with pumped up muscle. Tom could see his two large pert nipples erect on top of his giant pecs. Every inch of the guy was covered in powerful gym pumped muscle. Tom also noticed the mass of tattoos running down the builder's arms. He was too scared to look for long enough to make out what the pictures were. Instead he took a deep breath and darted past to the utility room. Grabbing enough snacks to see him through the day he darted back the way he came and up to his room. He shut the door and breathed a sigh of relief. He was determined not to go back downstairs until Krzysztof had gone home for the day. He passed the time playing his Xbox and hitting himself in the head every time his mind began to wander back to thinking about the builder. Soon enough 6pm arrived and he heard Krzysztof shouting up from the bottom of the stairs. "I go for day now" he called. Tom slightly opened his door and shouted back. "Ok, bye" He heard the front door open and then shut. Breathing a sigh of relief he waited until he heard Krzysztof's van pull away from the drive and went downstairs. The kitchen had been totally ripped out. Tom would not have been surprised if Krzysztof had done it with his bare hands. He smacked himself in the head again. "Stop thinking about him" he muttered out loud. - - - - 3 - - - - "You slag!" shouted one woman at the other. Tom was eating his microwave dinner whilst watching the soap Eastenders. He had no idea what was going on but these two women were going hammer and tongs at each other in their local pub. It was quite good. Suddenly the house phone began to ring. He put his dinner down and paused the telly. He wanted to see the rest of this cat fight. He picked up the phone from the table in the hallway. "Hello" "Tom, it Krzysztof" Jesus thought Tom, what did he want? He had pretty much succeeded in getting all thoughts of the man out of his confused mind and now here he was on the phone. "I left bag in kitchen. Can I come now to get it?" "Um..." Tom couldn't think of a reason to say no so he agreed. "Sure. Just knock the front door. I am at home." "Ok, be there soon" Krzysztof replied. Tom put the phone down. Jesus Christ he thought. He walked back into the front room. His dinner and the catfight on Eastenders no longer had any pleasure in them and he slumped down on the sofa. What the fuck was wrong with him? He needed to get a grip. - - - - 4 - - - - Even though he was expecting it the knock at the door made Tom jump. He walked out into the hallway. It was definitely Krzysztof. There was no mistaking his massive shadow through the frosted glass panelling of the door panels. Tom took a deep breath and opened it. "Tom" smiled Krzysztof "Ok for me to get bag?" "Sure" replied Tom standing to one side. Krzysztof walked in. The evening was a bit chilly and he was wearing a zip up hoody with a white vest underneath. Tom could just make out the central line of his chest separating those huge pectoral muscles before it disappeared behind the white cotton material of the vest. Krzysztof went into the kitchen and came back with his bag. "Can I use toilet?" he asked. "Yep it is just upstairs on the left" offered Tom and tried his best not to watch Krzysztof's muscular arse and legs as he climbed the stairs. Not quite sure whether he should wait holding the front door Tom decided to shut it and instead hovered at the bottom of the stairs. After a while of not being able to hear very much he decided that perhaps he should make sure Krzysztof was ok, and thinking of what his mother would say make sure that he wasn't stealing anything. Reluctantly he went upstairs. As he reached the top he could see that the bathroom door was ajar. He hesitated but found the courage and walked up to it. He tentatively pushed it open. "Krzysztof are you ok..." He stopped mid sentence and stood shocked. Not sure what to do. Krzysztof had taken off his zip up hoody and was now just wearing his tight white vest top. He was leant over at the side of the sink snorting a line of white powder from the top of the cistern lid. He looked up at Tom. "Me ok, left my bag with my stuff and need it for weekend" He seemed completely unfazed by the fact that Tom had caught him clearly doing cocaine in his bathroom. His Mum would have been screaming the house down and dialling 999 even as Tom just stood there, too dumbfounded to speak. Krzysztof must have taken his shock for something else because he said "You try" and he held out the rolled up twenty pound note he had used to snort the line to Tom. Tom didn't know what to do. His first reaction was to tell Krzysztof to leave but he was completely out of his depth. Then he felt a sudden compulsion to agree to Krzysztof's offer. But what was he thinking? He had only ever smoked a cigarette for fucks sake and now he was considering taking a class A drug. "I have never... um..." stuttered Tom, unable to resolve the conflict in his mind. "You do little" suggested Krzysztof and again offered the note. Fuck it resolved Tom. What could happen? People did it all the time. His Mother was away for the next four days and he surely would have recovered from a single snort by then. He took a deep breath. He walked over to Krzysztof and took the note. There was a small line of the powder left and without allowing any time to talk himself out of his reckless agreement Tom lent down and snorted it. He straightened up and looked at Krzysztof who smiled at him. "You will be ok" said Krzysztof "it just little bit" and he laughed. Tom laughed as well. He wasn't instantly struck down dead and he felt the thrill of having done something incredibly mischievous. A few moments later that thrill was replaced with a feeling that Tom had never felt before. It was like the feeling you had at Christmas when you were a kid. Uncontained joy and excitement. Krzysztof laughed seeing the smile plastered on Tom's face. "It working yes?" "Yeah, I think so" replied Tom "Hey let's put on music" and with that he bounded into his bedroom to find his ipod. Putting it on shuffle he turned it up and felt the urge to dance. This was great. Krzysztof followed him into the room and sat down on the bed. Tom didn't know how long for but they chatted and chose tracks to play and Tom danced in front of Krzysztof. In his euphoric state he didn't notice the way Krzysztof looked at him. A passionate animalistic look of lust. The drug had put Tom completely at ease with this giant of a man. "You want more?" asked Krzysztof suddenly. Tom was too far gone now to give any answer other than yes. "Sure he said" and watched as Krzysztof took out a small bag of the white powder and racked it up in lines on Tom's desk. Krzysztof lent down and snorted two of the lines in quick succession. Tom took the note that he was offered. There were two lines left, much larger than the one he had done in the bathroom. He lent down and snorted one. "And other" prompted Krzysztof. Tom did as he was bid and snorted the second line as well. He felt the wave of the high hit him almost at once and he stood up and titled his head back as it washed over him. He suddenly felt the powerful presence of Krzysztof behind him and as he turned his head to see what had brought the massive builder so close to him he felt Krzysztof's arms encircle his waist and a hand go to his cock. "What... what are you doing?" he stuttered, still caught on the wave of the high. "Mmmmm little baby" was all Krzysztof offered by way of reply and he squeezed Tom's cock through the material of his jeans. It responded at once and was achingly hard within seconds. Tom was powerless in the grip of this huge stud. He was horny as hell though. The high had made him crazy to get off and he felt himself pushing back against the muscle hunk. "Yeah, baby wants me" growled Krzysztof and he let Tom go for the few seconds it took to pull of his vest, exposing his massive physique. Tom tried to turn but Krzysztof grabbed him too quickly and pulled him against him so that they were both facing once more to the front by the desk. Tom could feel Krzysztof's massive pecs pulsating and lent backwards against them as Krzysztof undid his jeans button and pulled both his jeans and boxers down to his knees. Tom was powerless as the effects of the two lines really started to kick in. His exposed teenage cock twitched in the air and his tight little bubble butt was exposed to the builder who held him tightly. Although he couldn't see behind him Tom could not mistake the sound of the zip on Krzysztof's jeans being lowered nor the touch of the man's massive cock head at the entrance to his tight butt hole. In a sudden moment of clarity he realised Krzysztof was going to fuck him. "Wait, Krzysztof, I..." he began but the hunk clamped a hand over his mouth and stopped his protests dead. "Shhh baby" he growled sexily in Tom's ear. Tom felt Krzysztof let go of him and realised he was reaching into his own jeans pocket to get something. Tom breathed deeply, trying to focus, the drug had him overwhelmed and before he could think with any clarity Krzysztof's arms encircled him again and he saw that Krzysztof was holding a small bottle of liquid. "Poppers baby" offered Krzysztof by way of explanation. Tom had no idea what that meant. Krzysztof undid the bottle top and held the bottle to Tom's nose. Tom caught the strong smell and guessed he had to sniff it. He inhaled deeply once and then again. Krzysztof took the bottle and Tom heard him sniff deeply himself. The effect hit him like a freight train. The wave of pleasure washed over him and there were stars in front of his eyes. His cock twitched uncontrollably. "Fuck" he moaned at the effect of the high. "I fuck" growled Krzysztof loudly who was clearly being driven wild by his own poppers rush. The huge muscular man put his hands on Tom's hips and suddenly he drove his monster cock straight into the boy's virgin hole. "ARRRRRRRRRRGH" cried Tom as the pain overcame the cocaine and even the poppers. Krzysztof bear hugged Tom against him as his pushed his cock in right up till the hilt. Tom was shaking uncontrollably in his vice like grip. Krzysztof still had the poppers in his hand and so he undid the lid and held the bottle to his boy's nose. Tom sniffed deeply, wanting anything to overcome the throbbing pain from his arse. Krzysztof lent down and sniffed at the bottle at the same time, the two of them inhaling the high.Krzysztof put the lid on the bottle and put it on the desk. He moved his hands down to Tom's hips and slowly withdrew his cock until only the tip was still inside the young virgin. Then he ploughed it back into the tight hole his huge thighs smacking against Tom's plump arse cheeks. Tom yelled out again but this time there was a cry of pleasure mixed with the exclamation of pain. He was so high all he could think was that he wanted this hunk to destroy his hole. His own cock was solid and leaking precum from the tip. "God Krzysztof" he moaned "fucking do me" The bull of a man needed no more bidding and he began to piston in and out of Tom who gripped the edge of his desk. Krzysztof's strokes were so hard and powerful that the boy was lifted from the floor. Suspended in mid air and held in place between the desk and the iron grip of his muscular builder Tom was nailed. In and in drove Krzysztof, wild on the combined high of coke and poppers. His cock was thick with veins and his bollocks heavy with spunk as he fucking nailed his little baby. "Fuck yeah" he growled "You fucking bitch" His insults, delivered in his thick accent turned Tom on even more. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as he felt a pain and pleasure never experienced before. He could only moan and grunt like the whores he normally dreamt about fucking in the straight porn he watched. The noises from Tom drove Krzysztof on even more. Krzysztof suddenly pulled out of Tom's boy cunt, lifted him up and threw him over onto the bed. Tom lay there panting for breath. He felt down to his arse and could feel his hole gaping at the ramming he had just been given. He looked up at Krzysztof. The man stepped out of his jeans and stood there fully naked. His muscular body was glistening with the sweat of exertion, the beads running down his chest and tattooed arms. His cock was huge and pulsating. Involuntary spasms causing the shaft to quiver every few moments. "You like bitch?" he growled. Fuck thought Tom, this man was a God. His inhibitions were completely gone. "Yeah I like" he panted. "Call me Daddy" Krzysztof grunted. "I like Daddy, I like..." replied Tom feeling his cock throb. "You want Daddy to fuck you?" asked Krzysztof The reality of the massive cock tearing him open again caused Tom to hesitate. "Yes Daddy, but can I have a break..." he pleaded. "No break for little bitch" ordered Krzysztof and he reached out to the desk and picked up the bottle of poppers. He undid the lid and sniffed very deeply. Twice to each nostril. Returning the bottle to the table he stood looking down at Tom. Tom saw the poppers take hold of the stud and he saw the massive cock begin to twitch uncontrollably. Then with a grunt Krzysztof strode forward and grabbed Tom by the ankle, pulling him to him and flipping him onto his front. Two massive tree trunk arms planted down either side of Tom's head as the hunk lowered his massive body onto the boy crushing him. His huge meaty cock, aching with unleashed spunk found its hole and once more drove in deep. "FUUUUUUUUUCK" cried Tom but he was going nowhere. Krzysztof was making animal grunts and moans as he fucked the lad without mercy. If Tom had been nailed moments before this was something else. Drugs drove the massive animal on, adding to his power and stamina. For what seemed like an eternity Tom lay moaning and begging for his Daddy to fuck him as Krzysztof never let up. The only pause was when the builder flipped him onto his front so that his legs now rested on the massive shoulders and bent back down onto him exposing his hole to the air and then the builder began fucking him hard again. The sweat from Krzysztof dripped from his huge pecs and landed on Toms face and in his mouth. The drugged up boy swallowed it down, happy to taste his Daddies manly perspiration. The fucking went on, never letting up until Krzysztof changed pace and began to withdraw his cock all the way then plunge it as hard as he could into Tom. Each slow fuck was twice as powerful as the frantic pumping that had gone before and the whole bed shook as the builder's mighty tool speared Tom right into the gut. Krzysztof let out a huge grunt as he crushed his massive rock solid cock into Tom's tight hole. Tom was completely overcome by the feelings convulsing throughout his entire body. He moaned loudly each time Krzysztof drove into him, staring up into the hunks deep blue passionate eyes, begging him to fuck his hole. "Fuck me Daddy" he moaned over and over as Krzysztof did just that. Krzysztof's huge thrusts slowed momentarily as he lent back and reached for the poppers sat on the desk behind him. Picking up the bottle he undid the lid and lent in close to Tom, his massive shoulders forcing Tom's legs back behind his head so that Krzysztof's face was against his. "Sniff baby" he ordered and held the bottle to Tom's nose. Tom did as he was told and at the same time Krzysztof sniffed them as well. The two of them breathing in the strong odour of the drug and feeling it take hold of them. Krzysztof put the poppers to one side and lent back down to Tom. He began to passionately kiss the young boy, his tongue forcing its way deep into Tom's mouth. The muscle hunk's big full lips completely covered Tom's and completely owned him. Tom closed his eyes as his Daddy desperately and frantically snogged him. The poppers were doing their job and Tom felt their hot flush on his cheeks. At the same time he felt Krzysztof swell even bigger inside him. The stud pulled away and adjusted his position to ensure he could penetrate his young boy's cunt to maximum depth. He placed one huge hand over Tom's mouth and the other around his neck. He was going to cum inside this kid but the drugs in his system meant he was going to have to drill him without mercy. He wasn't going to let Tom even try to ask him to stop. This was about him now and no one else. He began by driving into Tom as deeply and forcefully as he could. He felt the boy buckle and shake at the violation and saw his eyes go wide with a mixture of pleasure and pain. "FUCK" Krzysztof growled. He pulled his massive meat almost completely out the tight hole and let the quivering of his cock massage the boys rim for a moment. Then he smashed it into the little cunt again, and then again and then again. He tightened his grip on Tom's mouth and throat and started to pick up pace. The ipod had run out of music to play and the only sound that filled the room was Krzysztof's massive muscular thighs banging against Tom's bubble butt, the huge roars of Krzysztof as he delivered each thrust and the muffled moans of Tom as he took the massive cock right up his tight hole. Faster and harder the muscular God went. He felt a huge load of cum building at the base of his shaft and he shouted out as he drove into Tom harder and harder, desperate to unleash his seed into his boy. He looked down at Tom who was staring wildly up at him, his eyes watering from being mercilessly ripped in two. Krzysztof gritted his teeth and the massive muscles on his arms bulged taut over thick pumped up veins. He drove Tom down into the bed causing it to creak and the headboard to bang against the wall in time with his massive thrusts. Then with one massive surge his cum was unleashed. It flowed up his massive stiff shaft and exploded out the huge round cock head coating the inside of Tom's arse with thick white spunk. Tom felt the hot mess spewing up inside him into his guts and cried muffled screams of lust and joy into the palm of Krzysztof's hand. "URRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH" grunted Krzysztof as he slowed down his thrusting and let the convulsing of Tom's arse milk out every last drop of his man seed. Sweat was pouring of his pecs and forehead and he released Tom from his grip and stretched his massive body. Tom looked up with a mixture of awe and longing. "God..." was all he could manage "God..." Krzysztof collapsed on top of him and Tom put his hands around those massive shoulders. Their sweaty bodies pressing tight against each other, Krzysztof's cock still resting inside him. Krzysztof began chewing at Tom's neck and ears and the touch of the man's tongue and teeth caused Tom to moan loudly. "Baby not cum yet" whispered Krzysztof into his ear and at the same time the huge man began to rotate his hips. Tom felt the massive cock stir to life inside him as it slid around in the cum that had just been fired up his arse. "Oh God Daddy" moaned Tom and Krzysztof rolled over onto his back, being careful to keep his dick inside his boy. Tom found himself on top and took a deep breath of air. He placed his hands onto Krzysztof's massive pumped up chest to steady himself and then he began to gyrate his hips. He felt the huge man's cock move inside him and was hit with a new wave of pleasure. Krzysztof held his hips to make sure Tom stayed firmly on his dick but gave him the freedom to move his arse in the motion he wanted. Tom began to gyrate more quickly. It was nothing like the massive pounding Krzysztof had just given him, Tom was being much more careful and slow but the wave of joy rolled over him as he felt Krzysztof's cock brush his prostate. He noticed that the bottle of poppers was still lying on the bed and he picked it up and took a couple more deep sniffs, he held it to Krzysztof who did the same. Tom then began to bounce up and down on the shaft and Krzysztof slowly rotated his hips so that his cock slid back into Tom at a slightly different angle each time, causing new throbs of pleasure and making the boy moan and groan. Tom took hold of his teenage dick and began to slowly stroke his own spunk out. He used the sweat from Krzysztof's body as lube and built up a steady rhythm. "Baby cum for Daddy" growled Krzysztof and Tom began to bounce harder as Krzysztof pushed his hips upwards to help the little boy take every inch of his massive cock. The look of lust on the studs face sent Tom over the edge. "FUUUUUCK" he cried as hot creamy boy spunk sprayed out of his nob head and onto Krzysztof's pecs. "AHHH AHHHH AHHHH" moaned Tom as every last drop dripped out of him. "Fucking good yeah?" asked Krzysztof as Tom looked down at the huge load running over the hunks pecs and nipples. "Fuck yeah Krzysztof" he panted. "Daddy" corrected Krzysztof frowning. "Fuck yeah Daddy" repeated Tom. Quick as a flash Krzysztof rolled over so that Tom was once more underneath him. "Daddy hard again baby" he growled and suddenly and violently he rammed his still stiff cock deep into Tom. "FUUUCK" exploded Tom who was aware of the tenderness in his arse now he had cummed. Krzysztof withdrew and ploughed into him again. "We have all night baby" he promised and he pulled Tom tight against the sticky mess covering his massive chest muscles. He began his relentless pounding rhythm again the bed began to shake again. "Fuck Daddy" was the muffled cry that came from the boy completely encased in the builders huge arms. It was going to be a long night.

Nice to see this hot story come around again, as it has been a perennial favorite of mine since it was written. Although perfect as it is and coming to a hot, satisfying conclusion, I must admit I would also get a huge charge out of a sequel. After this weekend of wonderful debauchery, Krzysztof will have to be back at work on the Kitchen. Seeing what naughtiness the boy and the builder can get into during the construction - seeing how Tom and Krzysztof manage to sneak their chems and their sex below Barbara's attention on her return would be hot - they'd have to make sure there were some underlying "structural issues' with the rehab so that the hot builder needs to spend much more time in their house and in her son's ass, and then, of course, another longer business trip would be needed, but she's thrilled that the nice and trustworthy tradesman will be around to supervise... maybe Tom could invite a school friend who gets seduced, or Tom's real dad stops by to check in and gets swept up in the chem sex nirvana. Certainly, Tom could become Krzystof's apprentice in more ways than one...

So many to choose from, I've done it in the ditch along a busy freeway, numerous restrooms, parks, tearooms, stairways, classrooms when I was in college and grad school, quiet corners in libraries. The most unusual that come to mind at the moment, are breeding the manager of one of those bakery style mall food court restaurants over the chest freezer upstairs above the kitchen in his store, with a girl in the back pew of a university Lutheran Center in the middle of the night, not during services, or right out in the open on a street in Palm Springs, on 2 of the occasions I was bred in a guys driveway around 10 pm (same guy 2 different houses), the other was sucking a well know porn star on a residential street corner a few minutes after I had been 1 of 4 guys gand bred him on a greenway path out of site of the street (happened this summer in fact).

The awesome side benefit to getting a colonoscopy is that your insides are clean as a whistle. So don’t waste the opportunity! I got mind done on a Friday, then went to a fuck party on Saturday evening, stayed late and took seven loads. My regular fuck buddy was recruiting guys to fuck & fill me and I was clean, confident and slutty the whole night.

I hope this epilogue doesn't harm the original two chapters. I've been pondering this wrap up for a while. Six years is a lot of pondering. LOL. I just felt some glimpse into the future was needed. I hope you don't hate it. ============== Epilogue: The boy wakes up in his room, as the time delay lock on his door hums it’s opening tune. It has been 6 years since he signed away his identity. He has served his Master as best he could. He takes a moment to look at himself in the mirror. His body has fully belonged to the Master. He has taken no medication since the fuck flu hit him three weeks after submission. His gaunt frame would make his average cock look huge, had it not been for the cage. The boy ponders his time served. His Master has only allowed him to cum when he chose to see it, rarely more than once a week, sometimes not for longer intervals. The boy looks at the clock, and heads to the kitchen to prepare his Masters breakfast. Once this is is done, he carries the tray skillfully into his Master’s chambers. Something is not right. The Master has not awakened yet. The boy thought this highly unusual. “Master?” the boy says timidly, knowing punishment will come for speaking first. No response. Putting down the tray and approaching the bed, his eyes scan for any movement. Cautiously, he pulls back the covers. His Master lays motionless, seemingly undisturbed. In a nervous tone, the boy calls out again, “M..m..master?” Reaching out, the boy dares to touch his owner, recoiling almost immediately at the coolness he finds. The Master has passed away in his sleep. No more will he use his property. Looking around the boy finds the cabinet his Master had told him he was only allowed to open when the Master was deceased. Inside, he finds some files, with a note on top. *** Boy, If you are reading this, it must mean that I am no longer in this life. You have served me well over the past years. You have been named as my sole heir. It is up to you now to step up and continue the legacy that started with my own Master 10 years before me. I was once in your position. My Master passed his seed to me, and I have passed it to you. Now it is your turn to do the same. *** The boy, already in tears, fully breaks down. His heart is broken at the loss of his Master, that he has come to love. — Arrangements are made, the estate is settled. Upon returning home from the private service, the once boy surveys his once prison, now as the lord of the manor. Turning on the computer, he logs into a familiar profile on the site where he found his Master. There, he sees a 35 yr old showing nearby. It seems the guy has checked his profile out a few times, but has not made contact. A smirk plays on his face as he clicks to message the new boy, and begins the dialogue, fondly remembering his own course years ago. MasterDaddy4u: "Hey boy. Just lurking or willing to go through with it?" Me: "Hey, um, well i dont know about really doing it!" MasterDaddy4u: "Very dom 48 yr old Master, if you come over, you belong to me. And when you speak to me, you should say Sir or Daddy, boy!" The circle of life must continue. The chain will add a new link.

11" x 7". Uniform thickness head to balls. Never felt such pressure upon initial entry, but best fuck by far, ever. Opened my second sphincter like a pro. Still long for that beast of a hawg even after 10 years of him moving away.

I had an experience when I was in Boston years ago that went from a casual hookup to rape. I arranged to meet two guys who wanted to top me. This was before I became a dedicated barebacker, and I communicated that I wanted them to use condoms. Everything was going great and it was really hot letting them both fuck me. But at some point I got pinned down and the fucking got rougher than I prefer ( I’m pretty tight). At that point one guy held me down while the other guy pulled out, took off the rubber and started barebacking me. Finally I stopped resisting. By the time the first guy came I willingly let the second guy breed me too. I think about this often and wonder if it was part of me becoming a total bareback bottom.

4. Varies man to man, due to diet, medications, smoking, etc.

TFW you're wiped out on your bed, after having spent the day with a few shards going up your hole and 5 different men playing, fucking and breeding it....then you're feeling wired, but wiped, and your cummy hole is tingling, twitching and a little on fire but you wish someone was rubbing your insides. Aaaah. Tuesdays can be good days.

20, in college in Atlanta, mid 80s. There was a gas station in town - don't recall where it was - where guys would cruise in the bathroom (gross, tiny bathroom - shows the level of desperation in those days). An older guy (30's?) picked me up and invited me home. He had a really small cock - maybe 3" - but he asked to fuck me and I said ok. Honestly, it didn't feel like much because he was so small. He asked if he could cum in me and I let him. It was kind of weird and unsatisfying, so a week later when I was cruising the restrooms on campus I let a young black guy fuck me - he was a lot bigger and shot a pretty big load in me. Also not super satisfying and at that point I pretty much quit trying for a while because HIV/AIDS was emerging and fear took over. I had a few more attempts through the 90's - wrapped and unwrapped before I decided to really learn how to bottom in the early 2000's. Then it clicked . . . .

I saw a movie called “the breeding “ that covered the subjects of consent as well as raceplay - it’s all fun and games until it isn’t. As someone who has personally experienced sexual assault and has a kink for rougher, “cnc” type scenes, there’s a thin line between compulsive repetition of trauma and legit sexual preferences and kinks. In my experience it’s something you need to work out in therapy. Feelings of anxiety, danger or fear and feelings of heightened sexual anticipation and excitement can feel almost identical so without treatment they can easily get intertwined like they did with me and many other survivors. recreating similar scenarios to those in which we were previously victimized - in a way that we can control - can be a way of feeling like we’ve regained (and now exercise) control over a situation we could not control in the past. communication and safety are key. Have a safe word and clearly define expectations and limits. Then enjoy yourself 😆

Yes, it is an oxymoronic expression "consensual non-consensual," meaning an agreed-upon "rape" scene (abbreviation CNC). I've played that a scene with a few guys, it can be hot. It can also fall flat.

Just hit 430 for the year last night, not counting loads swallowed which are another ~35 or so roughly.

I’m 53 and my Boy, Drew is 24. He likes Daddies and I like Boys. We have an open Daddy/Son relationship. I broke him in for the first time when he was 18 and I have fucked him almost every day since then. That’s close to 2000 loads. I can’t get enough of his beautiful hole. he grips my cock perfectly and milks my balls every time. It gives me enormous pleasure watching him being fucked and seeded by other men while waiting my turn to fuck his cum-filled hole. He’s the perfect son and I can see how much he loves my cock when I look into his eyes while I’m pumping my sperm into him.

First, Gu1llaum3, Welcome to BZ. Secondly, you have nothing to apologize for, your use of English being better than a number of English-speaking guys (as their native language). There are tons of man around that enjoy both men and women sexually. Sounds to me like you're one of them, and there's simply nothing wrong with being equally attracted to both men and women. While it's not for every guy, if it's right for you, then do what you need to do. That's a good question. If it's ok for her, then why not for you too? If by the term "lovers", you mean ongoing sexual relationships, then you're definitely a verrrrrry generous man with her. I can understand that you may not want to upset the current relationship with her, but it sounds like she's a bit too demanding, without extending her "privileges" to you too. If you've been accepting that kind of behavior from your wife for some time, then breaking her of that habit may prove most difficult. Add in the fact that you and she have children together, it's a situation you don't want to adversely affect. The fact is though, that each of us possesses agency. By that, I mean we're all of equal worth, our needs are of equal worth, and she wouldn't have said it if she had your fulfillment uppermost in her mind. Perhaps you've heard the old saying "what's good for the goose is also good for the gander". It sounds to me like you've been allowing her an undue amount of control in the household. What you do about that however, is up to you. What level of risk of a major rift with your wife are you willing to risk? Maybe you need to address, in your mind, just how much you want to maintain the current situation, versus how much you need sex with men. Once you have that answer, you'll have a more clear idea of what you need to do for your own fulfillment. Best of luck !!!

*********** 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 *********

*************** 3 *************** The guy who fucked me was now completely knackered and his balls empty of seed. He collapsed on my back and slowly his cock shrank and slipped out of my hole with a plopping sound. I could feel his sperm dripping from my hole, over my taint and then over my balls. One of the men said "Move over, I want to fuck him while most your cum is still in his arse" The man who had spoken replaced the the first guyb and didn't hesitate, he slid his cock hard inside me. He said "If his load didnt do its job mine will and my viral load is through the roof" The guys holding my arms leg moved off me. I guess they thought I was already likely to be infected now, so no point. I felt like the second guy had a bigger cock. The first guy had stretched the walls of my arse but, this one seemed to be on another level. One of the guys handed me a bottle of poppers and I took two lungfulls in each nostril. Now high on poppers with a huge poz cock in me and having already had a huge poz load pumped into me I was in heaven. As the second guy picked up the pace, fucking me deeper than anyone had ever done before, the first guy knelt in front of me and told me to clean his cock. I greedily took him in my mouth. His cock was still leaking cum and I savoured the taste knowing it contained his poz babies. The guy fucking me told me he hadn't cum in a week as he had been saving it up to poz me. He was really pounding me now, so hard but it felt good. The first guy said he needed to piss and told me not to let any dribble on the hotel bed. So, while being poz fucked I began to receive poz piss in my mouth. I'd never swallowed another mans piss, let alone poz piss. This felt beautifully degrading. I swallowed it all even though the guy fucking me didn't make it easy as I was being jolted around. The piss tasted salty and sweet at the same time. I wondered if poz piss tasted different from neg piss. He withdrew his cock just as the guy fucking me said "Another load of poz cum for you, you'll definitely be pregnant now" and laughed. Then rammed his cock in hard and sprayed my insides with his poz babies. I felt, degraded, used, dirty, powerless but, mostly just really sexy and horny. These men could have done anything they wanted and I wouldn't have objected. I was totally ore of them and willing to submit to anything. I felt I belonged to them and to the bug. ****** To be continued *******

Every bug chaser remembers the first time they made that fateful decision to knowingly take a poz load, and I'm no exception. It was quite a few years ago now, back when gay.com was still a good way to meet guys for hookups. I had been chatting with this one guy for quite some time, on and off. I still remember his profile name: Big N8R. His name was (you guessed it) Nate. And Nate had an 8 incher with a PA, so you can pretty much figure out why I kept talking to him. The only wrench? Big N8R was HIV positive. We flirted back and forth whenever we saw each other on, but I could never pull the trigger. I mean, he was definitely cute (rough looking, scruffy goatee, full sleeve tats) and had a big ol' cock, but he was poz and I didn't know if I was ready for that. Plus Nate made it very clear that he was all about fucking bareback and he didn't like to pull out. Well, one night I was online and had basically been cruising to get my ass fucked all day-- no takers. This left me exceedingly horny and exceedingly frustrated. A dangerous combo, as all you bug chasers know. Add to that I'd had a couple beers so... It was about 1 am and I was itching to get fucked. Some morbid fuckers might say I was "dying" for it. Anyway, Nate's online, so you can figure out what happened next: Me: Dude, I'm so horny! I really need dick tonight! Nate: I'd love to help you out, but you know my deal Me: Yeah, I know. And I think I'm ready for it Nate: Um, really? Do you know what you are asking for? Me: I've fantasized about your cock in me for a long time-- I think it's time we fucked. Nate: Ok. Just so we're clear-- I'm Poz. And I fuck bare. And I don't like to pull out. Me: Yeah. Um, if I asked you to pull out-- would you? Nate: well.... for you? Yeah. But I don't make a habit out of it. and I don't think you'll want me to Me: I really want to try this Nate: You sure? point of no return you know.... Me: Yes. And I texted him my address. He was at my door in 15 minutes, and naked beside my bed in one. First off, let me just say I picked a doozy for my first poz experience. Nate was 6'2", decently in shape (like you could almost see a six pack), tattoos everywhere including full sleeves, and that COCK! His pics didn't do it justice. It was every bit 8 inches, slightly arced downward, and one of those that is big to begin with but the middle is even fatter. And at the tip gleamed a huge PA. Turns out he had a 2 gauge in. Holy fuck. Secondly, let me just say I was nervous as fuck. You bug chasers can relate to this. I was standing on the edge of a precipice and just like Nate said-- point of no return. I knew I was about to "knowingly" take an HIV positive load in my ass. From a cock with a PA. The chances of infection would be high. The danger of the situation was intoxicating, but the implications were daunting. My stomach was in chaotic knots while I looked at his stiffening cock. My body was in a war with itself. My ass wanted that cock. My stomach was conflicted. My mind was screaming not to do this as it was too risky. And my cock was thickening at the sight of him. You can guess which side won in the end. Nate said, "You ready?" And I told him I was really nervous about the whole thing. He told me to just relax and that he really would pull out or stop any time if I asked him to. And with that, I dropped to my knees and started trying to suck his cock. I don't like trying to suck cocks with PAs as the metal clinks against my teeth and it's really jarring. So we only did this for awhile as I was very clumsy at it. Plus he didn't need any motivation for the main event as he was already drooling precum. Nate hoisted me up by my armpits and pushed me back onto the bed. "You don't need to suck me anymore cuz I'm just here for this sweet ass." He pushed my legs high and dove his tongue into my crack. And damn he knew what he was doing! Within 5 minutes he had be begging for that cock. I was on my back at the edge of my bed (it was a taller bed-- perfect height for a top standing and fucking me while I reclined) and he grabbed the gun oil. He lubed that big cock of his while staring into my eyes. "Last chance," he said. At this point I just grabbed behind my knees and opened my ass for him as a reply. The entry was excruciating. I had only been fucked by a guy with a PA once before, and it was a much smaller gauge. Feeling all that cool metal at my hole made my pucker seize up, and Nate basically had to force his cock inside me. "Fuck you're tight! Just relax, baby. You're gonna need to relax to take the fucking I'm about to throw. Oh, and by the way? It takes me forever to cum." I will say that Nate wasn't really out to hurt me-- at least at the beginning. He worked his cock in slowly (once that head and PA got past my ring) and bottomed out inside and left it there for a minute or two so I could get used to his size. He rocked gently side to side, helping me open up. And little by little, I did. He started slowly withdrawing and then pushing back inside. I could feel the PA shifting and moving inside me with every slow thrust. In my mind, I knew it was dragging across my intestines, possibly doing damage and putting microtears in the lining where the infection could enter my bloodstream. This made my stomach knot even more, but again, the sexy danger of it all gave me a raging boner which acted as a handle for Nate. "Looks like someone's enjoying this cock," he said with a smirk. "Oh my god! My ass is so FULL! I've never had this much cock in me-- And that PA! I can feel it moving inside me-- it's incredible. Don't stop fucking me, Please?" I begged. That's when Nate knew he had his victim. The more Nate fucked, the more into it I got. The idea of his cock being positive was fading into the background as the intensity of the fuck filled all of my present thoughts. I became a bottom machine on a mission-- to take his cock and load. Before long I was grabbing the edge of the bed and bucking my ass into his cock to force him as deeply into me as he could go. His PA was breaching my second ring at this point and the pleasure/pain was indescribable. You know, that painful punch deep in your guts but once the cock goes inside it's like the gates of heaven open up and choirs of angels are singing. True to his word, it took Nate a long time to cum. He probably fucked me for an hour solid-- and I was almost swallowing my tongue with the pleasure. By the end, he had my ankles in his hands and was completely withdrawing his cock and ramming it all the way back in to the hilt. Again and again and again. The PA just ripping past my sphincter like it was tissue paper. My poor neighbors! I know I was getting loud, but I didn't care. I was speaking in tongues and begging for him to cum. And begging for him to never stop fucking me. And begging for more and harder and deeper and whatever else I could beg for. I remember Nate finally looking down at me and into my eyes, and he got this almost quizzical look on his face... and then he rammed all the way inside me, as deep as he could go and he held it there. He froze in place, body tensed, not breathing. And then I felt the throb. His cock head was throbbing out that poz load deep into my guts-- well up into my abused second ring. Nate just kept looking into my eyes as his cock shot jet after jet of dick poison into me. I found I wasn't breathing or moving either. I was just as frozen as he was-- letting him plant this toxic seed inside my guts. When his orgasm subsided, we finally came back to ourselves. He was still buried in me, and he grabbed my precum leaking cock and he started to jack me off-- slowly. He timed the strokes on my dick with slow, short strokes of his cock in my ass. I was already near the edge, so it only took an agonizing minute before I felt my load boil out of my nuts and shoot all over my belly. He scooped up my neg load and ate it greedily. And then he ever-so-slowly pulled his softening cock out of my clenched hole. The PA was the last to pop out, and it was like my hole didn't want to let it go. We still hadn't spoken a word at this point, and we both crawled up onto my bed and lay side by side. Finally he broke the silence. "You ok?" He asked. "Yeah, I think so. Um, you didn't warn me when you were going to cum so I could have had you pull out...." "Would you have asked me to?" he inquired. "No. But if I had, would you have pulled out?" I asked back. "Honestly? No. It would have been like stopping an avalanche." We lay in silence a while longer. Then he got up and began to get dressed. "So that was your first poz load, huh? How are you feeling?" "Ok. A bit conflicted now that its over. But also turned on. And ashamed. And I feel stupid. And exhilarated. Lots of things." "Yeah," he said as he was at the door and ready to go, "Everyone remembers their first charged load."