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Jason’s thumb swiped absently across the screen of his phone, the glow of the hookup app casting a faint blue light on his face. It was a Friday night, and the apartment was quiet, too quiet for his liking. Jimmy, his roommate, was out—something about a late shift at the bar—leaving Jason to his own devices. He scrolled through profiles, his eyes glazing over the usual array of gym selfies and vague bios. Then, a face caught his attention. Dan. Early 30s, clean-cut, with a smile that hinted at something wilder beneath the surface. Jason’s pulse quickened as he read the bio: “Bareback only. Love taking cum. No strings, just fun.” Perfect. He swiped right without hesitation, his heart pounding with anticipation. The match was instant, and Jason’s fingers flew across the screen as he typed out a message. “Hey, you free tonight? I’m hosting.” The response came within seconds, a simple “On my way” that sent a jolt of excitement through him. Jason set his phone down, standing up to pace the living room. The apartment was a mess—clothes strewn across the couch, dishes in the sink—but he didn’t care. This wasn’t about impressing Dan; it was about what was about to happen. The buzzer rang, and Jason’s breath hitched. He smoothed his hair, took a deep breath, and pressed the intercom. “Third floor,” he said, his voice steady despite the thrill coursing through him. Moments later, the door opened, and Dan stepped inside. He was even better in person—broad shoulders, sharp jawline, and eyes that locked onto Jason’s with an intensity that made his stomach flip. “Hey,” Dan said, his voice low and smooth. “You must be Jason.” “Yeah, come on in.” Jason stepped aside, gesturing for Dan to enter. The apartment felt smaller with Dan in it, the air charged with unspoken desire. “Want a drink or something?” Dan shook his head, his gaze roaming over Jason’s body. “Let’s skip the small talk. I’m here for one thing.” Jason smirked, feeling a surge of dominance. “Follow me.” He led Dan down the narrow hallway to his bedroom, the anticipation building with every step. The room was dimly lit, the curtains drawn to block out the city lights. Jason turned to face Dan, his heart racing as he took in the man before him. “Strip,” he commanded, his voice firm but laced with desire. Dan’s lips curled into a smirk as he began to undress, his movements deliberate and confident. His shirt came off first, revealing a lean, muscular torso. Jason’s eyes trailed down, taking in the defined abs and the faint trail of hair leading downward. Dan’s jeans followed, pooling at his feet, leaving him in nothing but his boxers. Jason’s breath quickened as he stepped closer, his hands itching to touch. “You too,” Dan said, his voice husky. Jason obeyed, peeling off his own shirt and jeans, revealing the biohazard tattoo on his hip—a reminder of his love for risk. Dan’s eyes widened, his gaze lingering on the ink before meeting Jason’s eyes again. Jason made a mental note of his interest. Jason shivered at the touch, his desire spiking. “Get on the bed,” he ordered, his voice rough with need. Dan complied, lying back on the bed and spreading his legs slightly, his boxers tented with anticipation. Jason’s eyes darkened as he approached, his hands moving to grip Dan’s hips. He growled, leaning down to press a kiss to Dan’s stomach. Dan let out a soft groan, his hands tangling in Jason’s hair as he pulled him closer. “Do what you want with me,” he whispered, his voice trembling with desire. Jason’s lips curved into a wicked smile as he trailed kisses down Dan’s body, his tongue flicking over the sensitive skin of his inner thighs. Dan’s breath hitched, his body arching off the bed as Jason’s mouth hovered over his cock. But Jason had other plans. He pressed a kiss to Dan’s thigh before moving lower, his tongue tracing the curve of Dan’s ass. “Fuck,” Dan gasped, his hands gripping the sheets as Jason’s mouth made contact with his hole. Jason took his time, his tongue circling, probing, savoring the taste of Dan’s skin. He moaned against the tight entrance, his hands gripping Dan’s hips as he deepened the contact, his tongue pushing inside. Dan’s body trembled, his cock leaking pre-cum as he surrendered to the pleasure. “Jason… fuck me,” Dan pleaded, his voice desperate. Jason pulled away, his eyes locking onto Dan’s as he reached for the lube on the nightstand. He coated his fingers, his gaze never leaving Dan’s as he pressed a digit inside, prepping him slowly. Dan’s breath came in sharp gasps, his body tightening around Jason’s finger as he added a second, stretching him further. He tossed Dan a bottle of poppers and Dan huffed. “Ready for me?” Jason asked, his voice thick with desire. Dan nodded, his eyes glazed with need. “Fuck me. Bareback. Just like you wanted.” Jason’s cock twitched at the words, his hand wrapping around it as he positioned himself at Dan’s entrance. He thrust forward, sinking into the tight heat with a groan, his eyes rolling back at the sensation. Dan’s body clenched around him, his mouth falling open in a silent cry as Jason began to move, his hips snapping in a steady rhythm. “Fuck, you feel so good,” Jason growled, his hands gripping Dan’s hips as he pounded into him. Dan’s breath came in short, sharp bursts, his cock throbbing between them as Jason fucked him with relentless intensity. Jason leaned down, pressing a kiss to Dan’s shoulder as he changed angles, hitting a spot deep inside that had Dan crying out. “Harder,” Dan demanded, his hands gripping Jason’s shoulders. Jason obliged, his thrusts becoming more urgent, more primal. The bed creaked beneath them, the sound of skin slapping against skin filling the room. Jason’s breath came in ragged gasps, his body slick with sweat as he fucked Dan with abandon. As they moved, the missionary position allowing their bodies to press together, a sound from the living room made them pause. Jason froze, his heart pounding as he listened to the faint noise of the front door opening. “What was that?” Dan asked, his voice tight with tension. Jason smirked, his hand tangling in Dan’s hair as he pulled him closer. “Just my roommate Jimmy getting home. Don’t worry, he won’t interrupt us.” Dan’s eyes widened, but he nodded, his body relaxing as Jason resumed his thrusts. The knowledge that they were being watched—or could be—only added to the thrill. Jason’s hips snapped harder, his cock throbbing as he felt his release building. “I’m close,” Dan gasped, his hand wrapping around his own cock as he stroked himself in time with Jason’s thrusts. "Me too," said Jason. Then he stared deep into Dan's eyes and let pulses of cum loose deep in Dan's cunt. “Cum for me,” Jason commanded, his voice hoarse with need. “Fill your hand with your cum while I’m still inside you.” Dan’s body tensed, his mouth falling open in a silent cry as he obeyed, his cock pulsing as he came, ropes of cum spilling over his hand. Jason’s eyes darkened, his own release crashing over him as he thrust deep, his cock twitching as he filled Dan with his seed. “Fuck,” Jason groaned, his forehead pressing against Dan’s as he rode out his orgasm. They lay there for a moment, their breaths syncing as they came down from the high. Jason pulled out slowly, his cock slipping from Dan’s body with a wet sound. Dan let out a soft sigh, his hand still gripping his spent cock as he looked up at Jason with a satisfied smile. “That was… incredible,” Dan murmured, his voice laced with awe. Jason smirked, leaning down to press a kiss to Dan’s lips. “Glad you enjoyed it.” They dressed in silence, the tension between them still palpable as they made their way to the kitchen. Jimmy was there, lounging shirtless on a stool, his eyes narrowing as he took in Dan’s disheveled appearance. “Hey,” Jason said, his voice casual as he introduced them. “Jimmy, this is Dan. Dan, Jimmy.” Jimmy’s gaze lingered on Dan, his lips curling into a smirk. “Nice to meet you,” he said, his tone laced with underlying intent. Dan nodded, his eyes flicking between Jason and Jimmy as he sensed the unspoken dynamic between them. “Likewise,” he replied, his voice steady despite the tension in the air. Jason stepped closer to Jimmy, his hand resting on his roommate’s shoulder in a silent claim. “Dan was just leaving,” he said, his voice firm. Dan nodded, his eyes meeting Jason’s for a brief moment before he turned to leave. The door closed behind him, the sound echoing in the sudden silence. Jimmy turned to Jason, his smirk widening. “He’s a looker. PrEP slut?” Jason’s lips curved into a wicked smile as he leaned in, his voice low. “For now. I think he could be our next project.” Jimmy’s eyes darkened, his hand reaching out to grip Jason’s hip. “Now you’re talking,” he murmured, his voice thick with promise.

Jim got home late. He couldn’t believe what had happened at Timmy’s. Had he really let his student and his grandfather fuck him bare like that? He was aware that he had vaguely hoped for something to happen when he went there, but nothing like that. When he got home, he stripped off and examined himself in the full length mirror in his wardrobe. Not for the first time he sighed at the sight of his fat, white body which he found so unattractive. But now, as he turned to look at his naked bottom, he realised something had changed. Two cocks had slid up between those flabby cheeks and he was carrying their sperm. They had wanted him, and now he wanted more. The next day, he had to go into town to buy a suit for the new term at school. He liked to mark each new year with a new jacket or suit. Unfortunately, Jim’s car was in the garage so he decided to get the bus. He was lost in thought and didn’t really pay attention to his stop until he had gone past. The bus was in a run down part of town near the disused railway when he got off. There was litter in the streets and people hanging around who looked down at heel and stared at him as he stood unsure where to go. Then he saw a street sign for the town centre so he followed it. The street became an alley with back doors to various run down shops and overflowing rubbish bins outside. Jim became worried. He didn’t care for this area and he also really needed to pee. Further ahead he could see a wider street crossing the alley with more traffic so he hurried on thinking it must be near the centre. As he turned a bend in the alley, he saw a sign saying “toilets” and pointing down a short side alley. He hesitated but he really needed to pee so he turned down and found an old brick building in a dark dead end with small, grimy windows and ladies and gents doors. It was gloomy and damp inside and smelled like it hadn’t been cleaned in a while. Jim went round a wall screening off the toilet from the doorway and paused. There were several men inside watching a pale, thin youth kneeling sucking the cock of a white haired old man with his pants down. Jim gasped and they looked at him. The youth made to get up, but the old man held his head in place and grinned at Jim. “Come in or fuck off!” He said softly. Jim felt the hairs rise on his neck and his cock tighten. The youth continued sucking as Jim stood there. There was a smell of piss and poppers in the confined space as one of the men gestured for him to come in. In a daze, Jim moved over to the group and watched the cock in the youth’s mouth. Rough hands tugged at his belt and someone grabbed his neck and kissed him. Jim groaned as the questing tongue filled his mouth and then he felt cool air on his body as his trousers and pants were pulled down. A hand tugged at his small cock as others explored his fat backside. “Nice,” someone whispered. “Bend over.” Jim hesitated. This was really depraved. He didn’t even know these men and they could be carrying any kind of disease. The man stopped kissing him and pressed a bottle to his nose. The poppers swept through him and he felt his heart pound with lust. “Bend over!” The voice hissed and other hands tugged at his shoulders. With a sob of surrender, Jim bent forward, exposing his arse to them. A finger rubbed lube into his hole and the voice said “Me first!” Hands steadied his shoulders as a blunt, greasy cock nosed between his cheeks and found his arsehole. “Oh..oh..no...not bare!” He gasped but they ignored him. The heavy cock stretched his hole then slid in and up until the man’s belly was tight against him and his rectum was full of the fat cock. “Ahhh!” He gasped as the cock began to slide in and out. It felt sooooo good he couldn’t resist. Like a bitch in heat, he arched his back and stretched his cheeks to allow deeper access to his hole. “Yeah!” someone whispered. “He’s into it now.” A hand stroked his hair and patted his shoulder. “Good slut! Yeah, take his cock.” The pounding got more urgent. “Gonna cum!” Hissed the man in him. “Oh yeah! Load him up. Give him a dirty load!” The man fucking him groaned and jerked. Jim felt his cock throbbing and knew he was spurting in him. After a few moments, the cock slid out. He felt sperm trickle over his balls as hands grabbed his hips and a long, thin cock began to slide in through the cum and lube. “W...wait!” He gasped “ I need to piss!” The man continued to fuck him as an old man bent and slithered under Jim’s belly. “Go on then!” He whispered in a high pitched voice. Jim felt warm lips engulf his cock. They didn’t suck him, but held his cock. The cock in him felt so good, it was literally making him lose control of his body. He tried to stop it, tied to resist the next descent into depravity, but he couldn’t. His cock twitched and then he gave way and started to piss. The old man moaned appreciatively and began to swallow as Jim let go, his mind lost in a whirl of surrender as he was fucked and pissing at the same time. “There you go” whispered the voice. “and now you’re being bred. He’s going to fill you with his toxic babies and knock you up like you deserve!” The cock in him began to spurt and Jim sobbed as he accepted his fate, imagining the sperm swimming inside him and making him pregnant.

PART 7: Griff We got Tag set up in the sling, now completely naked legs splayed and hole exposed. Vulnerable. “You ready for what’s next?” I ask him as I slather my cock in lube. “Oh fuck yes” Tag demures lazily stroking himself and smiling with beady eyes In a way that tells us all just how high he’s become. Oh yeah, he’s ready. “You sure you don’t want first dibs?” I ask Tom as he moves to be by Tags head. “Naw, I’m right where I belong” he says as he settles in his head right by Tags. Then Colin is there and has the rigs. He hands me and Tom ours. I place mine gingerly behind my ear. “It’s time. Work that cock in this piglet, babe.” Colin says. And I do. Tags tight hole feels so good around my cock as it welcomes me in without complaint. He moans. “More.” ”Don’t be greedy” I wink as I come to a standstill inside him while Colin ties his arm off. We’d talked him through everything and what to expect but he looks anxious for a moment. “Relax boy” Colin says ”Baby brother, look at me.” Tag does and relaxes they kiss for a moment and while distracted Colin makes quick and painless work of getting a vein, plunging the point in and getting it to register. Then he plunges the drug into Tag and undoes the tourniquet. Tom breaks their kiss at that moment. “You did it?! Already? Wow. I didn’t feel a-“ Then Tag’s speech is interrupted as he begins to cough and experience his first rush. “Holy fuck. Holy fuck. Holy fuck”. I smile at him “You’re a slam pig now, babe” ”Fuck me now” he demands as he pistons himself against my cock in the cock and cum hungry fit of the rush. I hear Tom cough as his slam hits. “ Do you want more cock, Tag?” Tom asks stroking his impressive erection. I think to myself if Tag doesn’t want it, I do. “Fuck yeah. I want all the cock. I wanna be a cum hungry slam pig. Whore me out to any cock. I fucking need it” ”Oh yeah, he’s a pig alright. And a chip off the old block” Colin says kissing Tom before administering his own slam. I’m fucking Tag in the sling as Colin catches my eye when he flashes, his blood filling his point. “You want my blood slam, slave? Be poz like your master?” He whispers in my ear. I look him intently in the eye. The other boys are too engage to see the conversation we’re having. Which is just as well because this is the kind of thing Tom can’t wrap his head around or get into. “Oh fuck yes, Master” I whisper back my cock jolting forward into Tag’s cunt “Tomas, take over for Griffin while I point him, wont you?” Colin says without ever breaking eye contact from me. “Fuck yeah” I pull out of Tag and as soon as I do Colin is on his knees to clean my cock the. Eat out tag for a moment before shoving his own fat cock into him. “You’ll get more daddy dick later boy” ”please!” Tag says hungrily then Tom slides into his brother’s hole and it looks complete. Like a picture fully formed. I dunno. Maybe it’s the hopeless romantic in me. Colin takes me by the hand and leads me to his bedroom. As soon as we’re inside he shoves me on the bed gets my legs up and gets his cock inside me. “There’s no going back once we do this. You know that, right?” ”I know. This is what I want. Convert me. Make me your property.” ”I’ll be gettting you a biohazard tattoo as soon as you test poz” My dick sprung at the thought. “Yes, master” “We’re still having that date in two days, but this seals the deal. You sure u want a master, Griff?” “Yes. I am sure I want YOU, Colin. I want you to poz me and I want you to be mine. I want to be your in everyway. I need you to be my master” No sooner had I said that than the needle was in my arm re-registering and pushing the bloodslam into my vein. Then he took mine from behind my ear got another vein and registered it and gave himself a bloodslam with mine. “There. Whatever else happens. It you and me forever now. I Love you Griff.” ”I Love you Colin” Then the rush hit… end part 7 the eight and final installment will come soon! please note: this story is a fantasy and while some elements are hot ideas in theory (such as bloodslams and conversions), they may require extra care to ensure safety, blood types, etc. please make responsible choices even when partying.

 I invited Drew’s Dad to join us last night. After our last session I was excited to do it again. I gave him a couple of scotches to relax him and to get him horny. We all stripped off and I saw Drew’s Dad was hard as fuck. I put Drew on the bed face down and mounted him. I fucked him hard for 15 minutes to open up his hole. I got off him and his Dad got on top of him. He was thrusting his cock between Drew’s cheeks but wasn’t in him. I gripped his Dad’s cock and guided it to Drew’s hole then I pushed hard on his Dad’s arse and forced his cock into Drew. The second Drew’s hole gripped the end of his Dad’s cock the male instinct took over and he thrusted in balls deep. He fucked him for only a few minutes before he shot his load. He pulled out and I went in deep. It was the best fuck ever. Drew’s hole lubed with his Dad’s sperm. I fucked my load deep inside him. Drew fukkin loved it, finally he’s been seeded by his Dad and his Daddy.

Jason and Jimmy were sprawled on the couch, the late afternoon sun casting lazy streaks across the room. Jason’s phone buzzed, breaking the comfortable silence. He glanced at the screen, a smirk tugging at his lips as he read the message from Dan. “Looks like Dan’s interested,” Jason said, holding up the phone. Jimmy’s head snapped up, his eyes narrowing with a mix of curiosity and challenge. “Your turn last time,” Jimmy said, leaning forward, his tone sharp but playful. “This one’s mine.” Jason raised an eyebrow, considering the proposition. Jimmy’s smirk deepened, and Jason relented, typing a quick reply. “Busy right now, but my roommate Jimmy thought you were hot. He might be interested if you are. He’s… not doing anything tonight.” Jimmy snatched the phone from Jason’s hand, reading the message with a grin. “Smooth,” he muttered, handing it back. Jason shrugged, standing up and stretching. He made a date for Dan to come over and do Jimmy in an hour. “Don’t do anything I wouldn’t,” he said, grabbing his bag. “As if,” Jimmy replied, his tone dripping with sarcasm. Jason rolled his eyes and headed out, leaving Jimmy alone with his anticipation. By the time Dan arrived, Jimmy was already naked, lounging on the couch with his uncut cock hardening at the thought of what was to come. The doorbell chimed, and Jimmy took a moment to savor the power of the situation before calling out, “Come in.” Dan stepped inside, his eyes immediately drawn to Jimmy’s exposed body. He hesitated, but Jimmy’s confident smirk put him at ease—or perhaps it was the promise of what was to come. “Bedroom’s this way,” Jimmy said, rising slowly, his cock swaying with the movement. Dan followed, his breath quickening as the reality of the situation sank in. In the bedroom, Jimmy wasted no time. He pushed Dan against the wall, his hands roaming over Dan’s body, stripping him of his clothes with practiced efficiency. Dan’s cock was already hard, and Jimmy smirked, stepping back to admire his handiwork. “On your knees,” Jimmy commanded, his voice low and commanding. Dan obeyed, sinking to the floor as Jimmy stepped closer, his uncut cock hovering just above Dan’s lips. “Deep throat it,” Jimmy ordered, gripping the base of his shaft. Dan opened his mouth, wrapping his lips around the head and slowly taking more, his throat constricting as he swallowed Jimmy’s length. Jimmy groaned, thrusting gently at first, then harder, his hips snapping forward as Dan gagged softly, his eyes watering with the effort, staring upward at the large biohazard tat over Jimmy's heart. “Good boy,” Jimmy murmured, pulling out and stroking Dan’s hair. “But we’re not done yet.” Jimmy pushed Dan onto the bed, spreading his legs wide. He leaned down, his tongue tracing a path down Dan’s chest, pausing to lick and suck at his nipples before continuing southward. Dan squirmed, his breath hitching as Jimmy’s mouth hovered over his cock, teasing but not touching. “Please,” Dan whispered, his voice desperate. Jimmy smirked, finally taking Dan’s cock into his mouth, sucking hard and swirling his tongue around the head. Dan moaned, his hands tangling in Jimmy’s hair as he thrust his hips upward, seeking more friction. Jimmy hummed, the vibration sending shivers through Dan’s body. But Jimmy wasn’t done. He pulled away, positioning himself between Dan’s legs. “Time for the main event,” he said, lining his cock up with Dan’s hole. He pressed forward slowly, savoring the resistance before pushing in, inch by inch, until he was buried to the hilt. Dan gasped, his body tightening around Jimmy’s cock as he adjusted to the intrusion. “Fuck,” Dan breathed, his voice trembling. Jimmy began to thrust, his movements deliberate and relentless. He pulled out almost completely before slamming back in, his uncut cock sliding deep into Dan’s ass. “You like that, don’t you?” Jimmy taunted, his voice rough with desire. “Like being filled up, used?” Dan could only nod, his mouth falling open as Jimmy’s thrusts grew harder, faster. The bed creaked beneath them, the rhythm of their bodies filling the room. Jimmy reached down, gripping Dan’s cock and stroking in time with his thrusts. "On your stomach now," Jimmy said, pulling out of Dan's ass. “Suck it,” Jimmy commanded, pulling out abruptly. Dan didn’t hesitate, leaning forward to take Jimmy’s cock back into his mouth, his lips stretching around the head as Jimmy fucked his face. Jimmy groaned, his hands tangling in Dan’s hair, guiding him as he thrust in and out of his mouth. “Not done yet,” Jimmy growled, pushing Dan back onto the bed. He flipped Dan onto his stomach, spreading his legs wide and pressing back inside, his cock sliding effortlessly into Dan’s stretched hole. Jimmy’s thrusts were savage now, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he pounded into Dan from behind. “Gonna cum,” Dan choked out, his voice strained. “Not yet,” Jimmy snapped, reaching around to grip Dan’s cock tightly. He stroked in time with his thrusts, his other hand slapping Dan’s ass as he fucked him relentlessly. The room was filled with the sounds of their bodies—wet slaps, heavy breathing, and the occasional moan. Jimmy’s thrusts grew erratic, his cock twitching as he neared the edge. “Gonna fill you up,” he growled, his voice thick with desire. “Gonna plant my seed deep in your ass.” With a final, brutal thrust, Jimmy came, his cock pulsing as he spilled his load past Dan’s second ring. Dan cried out, his own orgasm crashing over him as Jimmy’s hand tightened around his cock, milking him dry. Jimmy collapsed onto the bed, his breath coming in ragged gasps as he pulled out, his softening cock slipping free of Dan’s hole. Dan lay still, his body trembling with the aftermath of pleasure. Jimmy rolled onto his side, propping himself up on one elbow. “You poz?” he asked casually, his tone belying the intensity of the moment. Dan shook his head, his voice hoarse. “No.” Jimmy feigned surprise, his eyebrow arching. “Really? I’d’ve pegged you for a poz slut, the way you were begging for it.” Dan flushed, but he didn’t deny it. Jimmy smirked, running a hand through his hair. “Get dressed,” he said, his tone dismissive. “Time for you to go.” Dan nodded, climbing off the bed and pulling on his clothes. Jimmy watched him, a satisfied smirk playing on his lips. By the time Dan left, Jimmy was already lounging on the bed, his phone in hand, scrolling through messages as if nothing had happened. Jason returned later that evening, finding Jimmy in the living room, a smug expression on his face. “How was the baths?” Jimmy asked, his tone deceptively casual. “Relaxing,” Jason replied, raising an eyebrow. “You?” Jimmy grinned, leaning back on the couch. “Planted my seed in Dan’s ass,” he said, his voice low. “And THE seed in his mind.” Jason’s smiled. "Told him he took cock like a sexy poz slut," Jimmy’s smirk deepened, but he said nothing more, leaving the future open to interpretation. The room fell quiet, as the two of them considered their next moves.

Tag would remember the night that had just transpired for the rest of his life. Every part of him was still buzzing as he smiled at Tom in the drivers seat. “Are we really doing this?” ”Absolutely. You and me forever. That’s what I want.” Tom reached his hand to Tag and Tag took it. TEN HOURS EARLIER: The four men stumbled into Colin’s impressive bachelor pad as he opened the door. All of them in good spirits and all of them anxiously anticipating the night of debauchery to come. Colin led them to the living room which was already set up with a sling in case he got lucky that evening. Just how lucky he would get, even he hadn’t known. He went to the safe and got out the favors and watched as the boys eyed them like kios in a candy shoppe. He chuckled. “Make yourselves at home, I’m going to prepare the drinks for us” He said shaking a bottle of G and disappearing into the kitchen. The three younger set about tasks. Well, Griff and Tom did. Griff started packing the bong with T and Griff set about prepping rigs. Meanwhile Tag looked on in overwhelm, quite sure he was In over his head but eager to become even more entangled and to fully commit to this. To them. Tom caught his eye and gave him a small reassuring nod and a smile and mouthed “I love you” and Tag felt butterflies. Everything that he’d experienced in the car with Tom had shifted the axis of his world. One moment they were having a fun night of experimenting, the next they were making commitments to each other and planning a way to be together. It was all he wanted now. Griff’s voice calling his name brought him back to reality. He was being signaled to join griff on the couch. Once there, Griff lit up the bong and smoked then shot gunned Tag before handing the bong to him. After a few back and forth this was they were buzzing and Tom, having completed the slam preps joined in each time the shotgunning grew into making out and groping between the three of them a little more. Tags head was swimming and he was so turned on he didn’t hear Colin reenter the room until the older man slipped his arms around him and drew him flush against his front. “You having fun” he whispered in Tag’s ear and Tag just looked back at him smiling in acknowledgement before becoming trapped in Colin’s kiss. Colin’s hand found it’s way down the back of Tags waistband and directly to Tags still greased hole, fingers plunging in. “Mmmm. Your cunt is nice and ready, huh boy?” ”oh yes!” Tag demurred before Colin’s finger pulled abruptly out leaving tag whimpering until Colin put an end to the noise by bringing the fingers to Tag’s mouth to suck. The other two boys were loving this show as they felt themselves and each other, blew some clouds and took in every moment. “Time for a toast” Colin said removing his fingers from Tags mouth and gesturing to the four cups of G laced juice. “To corrupting young tag, to reunions and beginnings” Colin toasted giving a meaningful look Griffs way. They all quickly drank down the bitter liquid followed by chasers. “Let’s get more comfortable” Tom suggested stripping down to his underwear. The others all followed suit. They sat around chatting, blowing clouds and shooting the shit as the g kicked in and Tag thought. “If this is what it means to be a Pig, I want to be one forever” end of part 6 part 7 to come very shortly

Two hours after the boys left the room to get some rest, Andy was still jerking off to the porn and fingering his hole. He couldn’t sleep even if he wanted to. He felt like he was in heat and even though he had not wanted the 3 men to violate him, he missed their touch, their mouths, and their big dicks. He felt so empty without anyone inside of him. He just continued to dial into the porn playing. It finally dawned on him that the amateur porn playing was of the 3 men smashing twinks like him. The thought of it just made his hole tighten and his balls tingle. Klein came into the room in a quiet manner. Andy caught him in his gaze and stared at him longingly. Klein walked up to the teen’s ear K: I can set you free if you want. But you have to follow me and do exactly what I tell you to. Do you understand? Andy was just coherent enough to understand what he was saying; even if it sounded warped to his fucked up mind. He still understood and nodded. A: … free … K: yeah, free little bro. but we have to do it now while the others are busy. Okay? Andy nodded in agreement. Klein undid the restraints and let the twink loose. K: okay now we have to sneak into the kitchen so we can get to my van in the garage. Okay? Cool, let’s go Andy hand went to his hard dick and tried to cover it up. K: Don’t worry about that. There is no time to get your clothes. We got to go now! Klein grabbed the twink by the hand and started maneuvering through the hallway. They made it through the kitchen. Klein quietly opened the kitchen door to the garage and they both went through. Andy stared and tried to focus, still in the mental fog. They stood beside white van with blacked out windows. Klein opened the back door of the van and pushed the twink inside. There was a plaid blanket all sprawled out. It felt soft against the teen’s soft body. K: okay. Stay back here while I drive us to safety, okay? There is cooler in there with you. Feel free to drink anything. You must be thirsty after all of that. Klein shut the van doors. Luckily there were faint lights decorating the inside of the van so Andy could see a little. He found the cooler and picked out a Gatorade. Not paying any attention to the broken seal top, Andy began to drink it down. He laid on the blanket and didn’t even realize he was drinking with one hand and jerking off with another. Klein jumped into the driver seat and laughed to himself. Oh he’s thirsty alright. Thirsty for more dick. Klein hit the garage door opener and drove out onto the street. He drove around without any mention as to where they were going. Not that Andy even thought to ask in his drug induced mental fog. He just knew he was being rescued from the bad guys. Rescued like a damsel in distress. They drove for a short time. Andy had no idea of time right now, so he couldn’t tell how long they had been driving. Klein pulls in somewhere. It’s hard to see anything out of the windows. All the twink knows is that they have stopped. He hears a garage door closing. Klein opened the back door of the van and helps Andy out. He hands Andy a pair of underwear. K: okay put these on. It was the only things I could grab before we left. Andy did as he was instructed. The chems in his system kept him from fully realizing he had just put on a jockstrap. The jockstrap barely contained his erect cock. His head peaked up at the top. K: And these. Klein handed him a pair of grey sweatpants to go over. Andy put them on without protest. K: sorry no top. But that’s okay. You’ll have all the tops you can handle. Yeah, I can tell the Gatorade is hitting you good. But we have to hurry. Follow me. Klein grabbed the teen who was still trying to process what was just said to him. It’s like he knew the sounds but not the words. They went through a door that led them into a kitchen and then a living room. They went down some stairs into a basement. When they came in, every man in the room darted their attention toward the intruders. Klein pulled Andy to a desk on the left side of the room. Klein starts talking to a white man there. He seems to be the one in charge. K: Told you he was worth the wait. He’s almost ready to go again. Man: He looks a little young. Are you sure he’s 18? Klein pulls out an ID and shows it to the man. K: Yep there it is, 18 yrs old. And smooth as can be. Man: Perfect. Just perfect. I’ll see to it that you get the correct finders fee. Andy was eyeing the room, trying to take it all in. There was at least three men in the room in addition to Klein and the man he was talking to. Klein and the man were dressed normally. The other three men were Latinos, all shirtless and wearing grey sweatpants. All of them seemed to be a little hard without any underwear because their hard-ons were straining against the sweatpants material. Andy became transfixed on the semi-erect dicks around him. He totally missed the evil smirks they were giving each other. Klein pulled Andy over to the desk and the man in charge. K: Okay Andy, this is Mr. Pink. He’s like a doctor. He’s going to help you out after all that you just experienced. It’s a safe place here. Mr.P. : Yes, we can definitely help you with what you are going through. I just need to you to sign this paper here. It’s a just normal paperwork. A standard contract for my line of work. Klein pushes a pen into the teen’s hand and places it at the signature line. The teen scribbles his John Handcock and stares back at Klein. A: Thank you for helping me. K: oh no, thank you sweet thing. I’ll wait here for a while to watch you start your treatment. He starts rubbing his dick through his pants while saying that. Mr.P.: here Andy, come this way to this comfortable chair. Andy wobbly walks over to a chair with an arm rest on both sides. He sits down and starts falling into the seat. Mr.P. : Okay, we are going to start with giving you some medication to calm you down. In fact we’ll give you a double dose. Mr. Pink walks away and comes back with two syringes and two tourniquets. He hands them to two of the men in the background who walks up and takes one set each. Andy’s attention is on the bulge in the grey sweatpants right smack in front of him. He doesn’t even notice that both men are tying his arm off. All he sees is big semi-hard dicks bouncing around. Andy’s mouth starts to water. He also notices that each of the Latino men have tattoos (presumingly) of their last names. One on his left had Rodriguez across his chest, one to his right had Mendoza on his back, and the one to the side had Tapia in the middle of a sleave on the right arm. Both men around the twink insert their syringe, register, and push the drug into Andy’s arms. At the same time, Mr. Pink and Tapia pull out handheld cameras and start recording. Right on queue, the tourniquets were released and Andy has a coughing fit. The 2 men at his sides raise his arms above his head. It takes a minute or two for Andy to catch his breath. Almost immediately, he is filled with this urgent need for dick – in his mouth, in his ass, everywhere. His body is tingling all over but especially his dick and hole. A: OH Fuck! Oh! Wow! Fuck! The men get closer to Andy and their hands start going all over his body. Rodriguez is in the front of the teen and plays with his nipples – making the teen moan. He goes in for a make out kiss and Andy kisses back. Mendoza is behind the teen and has his hands at the teens waist and digs under the sweatpants to feel a bare ass. He yanks down Andy’s sweatpants revealing the twink in the jockstrap. Andy kicks off the sweatpants from his feet. The two men backup slightly so that the camera gets a good visual of the twink in the jockstrap. They get both angles, the back showing off a nice round Asian bubble butt perfectly framed in the jock. The other getting the view of his front, paying special attention to his hard 5 inch dick still poking up at the top of the underwear. Rodriguez puts hands on Andy and pushes him down to his knees. MrP .: Hey Andy, pull their pants down. We know you wanna see what they’re packing. Andy grunts in agreement. He pulls the sweatpants down from Mendoza, revealing his 9 inch dick. Andy wraps his hand around the piece of meat. It’s thick enough that his fingers don’t completely go round the dick. With his free hand, Andy pulls on Rodriguez’s sweatpants. His dick almost slaps the bottom in the face. It’s about 7.5 but thicker than Mendoza. Andy puts one dick in his mouth and jerks the other off. The teen switches back and forth. He builds up some good saliva on both dicks. Tapia drops his pants and gets closer to the action. He flashes his dick at the teen, whom takes the third man’s dick in his mouth. This third dick is 10 inches and the thickest of the three. Tapia gets a good first person view on his camera. T: oh damn, he’s taking half of me in his mouth already. Are we sure this guy was a virgin before tonight? He’s sucking pretty good. M: Yeah, suck those dicks, fuckin bitch. Mr. Pink is filming from behind the teen. Zooming in on the luscious ass in the jock. Rodriguez gets behind the teen and pulls him up so he’s standing. He pushes his torso back down so he can continue to suck dick. Meanwhile, Rodriguez falls to his knees and dives his tongue into the teen’s ass. Moans escape the bottom as he sucks Tapia’s and Mendoza’s dicks like a fish sucking in water. Andy is getting his throat filled while his ass is being tongued open. Andy is moving his body as he is on overload due to the rimming. When Rodriguez gets the hole sufficiently wet, he stands up and pulls the jockstrap down, freeing the teens hard-on. Mendoza walks over the a couch and sits on the edge of the seat. M: Alright little whore, come sit down on this. Andy stops sucking Tapia and walks over to Mendoza. He straddles Mendoza (face to face) and begins to lower himself onto the brown dick. It was some time since last time he was fucked, so his hole was loser than normal but still pretty tight. The head pops into Andy starts moaning again. He continues to lower himself and is able to get the whole thing in one continuous push. He bottoms out and maneuvers his legs so to get the best bounce. The little whore in training begins to fuck himself on the man’s dick. Mendoza pulls the bottom’s body closer to his face and nibbles on the teen’s nipples. He reaches down the teen’s front and rubs the smaller dick. With all this stimuli, the teen is speeding up and throwing himself down on the dick. Mendoza squeezes the teen’s dick which causes him to pause mid ride. Mendoza takes the opportunity to thrust upward and fuck the twink. The room is filled with the sound of balls slapping the boy’s body. This all builds up to the man digging deep into the boy’s hole and shooting his load deep in the boy. Both cameras capture he event from different angles. Mr. Pink had the back view of the ass bouncing. He was perfectly in position to capture Mendoza lifting the twink off his dick. The head pops out and cum starts dripping for the teen hole. Rodriguez grabs the teen next. He faces the teen toward the couch and bends him over the arm rest. The teen is standing but is jiving like crazy from all the T in his veins. He’s calm enough or Rodriguez to push his dick in with little to no resistance. He pushes in balls deep and feels the teen’s warm insides squeeze his dick. He grabs the teen by the waist and starts piston fucking the poor boy. Noises could be heard from the boy but no legible words. Mendoza pulled up to the boy’s face with a bottle of poppers. He instructs the bottom to inhale when commanded, one in each nostril. He orders him to take 4 strong inhales. Andy does as he is told and gets light headed. His hole relaxes and Rodriguez takes full advantage digging deeper with each thrust. Mr. Pink is filming the whole shot from the side angle of Rodriguez smashing as hard as he can muster. Tapia is filming the scene from the front – facing their faces. The boy could be seen facing the camera. His hard little dick bouncing with each thrust, covered in glistening precum. They film this position for quite a while in different angles. The best shots are when there is a close up of the bottom’s face looking flushed and with his eyes rolling back. Rodriguez pulls almost completely out with just his head in the hole. He shoots his load – four spurts inside the boy and then pushes back in to the hilt. He continues to fuck him for a minute, spreading the load throughout his insides. He pulls out and walks away. Andy’s legs are buckling a bit so they have him sit on the couch. They have him sit toward the edge and then pull up his legs to his ears. This shows off his hole and the cum leaking from it. Mr. Pink goes in for a close up of the used hole. While filming, he uses his finger to push some of the escaping cum back into the hole. This makes Andy start moaning again. Mr. P. : oh you dirty whore, letting that man juice escape your boy hole. You like that? You like me playing with your hole? A: ohhhh yeh … more Mr. P. : yeah? More what? A: Coooooock. More cock. Mr. Pink pushes in two fingers into the bottom. After a few thrusts, he adds a third finger. Andy releases a few grunts. He’s such a sweaty mess from the two fuckings, his face is glowing. He is wearing a huge smile on his face. T: okay, my turn to fill the twink. Tapia hands the camera off to Mendoza. Tapia jerks his dick a few strokes and takes is place in front of the folded bottom. He spits on the cummy hole and grabs the boy’s ankles above his head with his left hand. With his right, he aims his thick 10 inch dick at the boy hole. He waits for the camera to be on his dick and then slowly pushes into the teen. A: ooohhhhh myyyy gaah T: Yeah, take this big dick little bitch. Tapia slowly pushes the entire length of his dick into the Asian twink. He reaches the furthest into the boy. He throbs his dick inside the hole, making the bottom make more sounds. He starts long dicking the teen. The whining to go slower fall on deaf ears. Tapia is pulling all the way out and pushing right back in. Each time he slides into the bottom, he pushes harder to get in faster. He builds up to a fast rhythm. Noises of the bottom fill the room as he gets louder. Tapia releases the boy’s ankles and the legs fall down and go around the top. They wrap around him pulling him in further. Mr. Pink is getting this shot from the top. He can see the big dick disappearing into the bottom. He can see the bottom digging his hands into the couch in pleasure. After a while of this position, he gets the money shot of twink cumming on himself without touching himself. The bottom shot 6 spurts leaving a glistening trail from his smooth chest down to his smooth cock and balls. Mendoza caught the cum shot from the side view. From that angle, you could see the dick twitching just before his balls pulled up and shot his load. Tapia had paused his thrusting after the twink came to let him enjoy the moment and let the camera capture his moment of ecstasy. Just as Andy’s breathing calmed down, Tapia resumed his hard fucking into the bottom. Whines came from Andy as his ass was attacked once more. Looking down at the bottom that just shot all over himself, It didn’t take long for Tapia to blow his load. When Tapia pulled out of Andy’s hole, his dick was covered in frothy cum. Without any prompting, Andy went to work licking all the cum off of the brown dick. When he was finished, Tapia picked the teen up and placed him back in the slamming chair. Andy was exhausted from all the fucking and yet still yearned for more. The three Latino men were sitting down on the couch and the atmosphere felt like the event was over. He was still jiving and twitchy but relaxed the only way a good cumshot can relax you. From the corner of the room with the desk, Klein stood there clapping. K: Fucking great job Andy. That's gonna make a great video and make a pretty penny. Especially once you've filmed the encore.

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

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If you're regularly tested, and make that known, the expectation is that you are STI free to the best of your knowledge. The risk to a partner is relatively low. Failing to disclose that you have an active STI to a partner puts them at very high risk of exposure. These are two very different levels of exposure risk. Hiding the elevated risk to partners puts you on the wrong side of ethical behavior. Having an active STI and needing to pause in taking men's dicks and seed until it's gone is not easy for those of us built for that purpose. But it is the ethical thing to do.

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Anonymous Pump n Dump easy fuckhole looking to get used as an AIDSdump for ANY & ALL guys with Full Blown AIDS, Toxic Poz not medicated and STD loads! Seriously, I will let any guy cum inside me! Your first name (or a name you'll respond to): Jake Archer, AIDSdump, Dump, Hole Your cell number (for texts and voice calls): (872) 216-1016 A location (be at least as specific as a zip code): Chicago IL at Diversey and Pine Grove Avenue in Lincoln Park/Lakeview Times you're generally not available: Anytime Age: 44 Height: 5'8" Weight: 160 Ethnicity: White It would help a lot if you attach a picture, but that's optional.

this is similar to me. me and my cousins (male and female) would fuck around and play with our parents toys. i remember first time i fucked my sister, it felt just off...but then my cousin said i should let him fuck me, and that felt much better. and fucking him also. my uncle walked in on me blowing his son and then told me that i had to do him as well. always wanted him to bring my dad in but that never happened. i still fuck around with family at holidays. a teach in high school also helped me explore and we did things all over the school and on trips. it was so hot. especially when his wife was on the trip or in the building.

This is a really hot incestuous story. It makes me hard and horny reading Aiden gets high as a kite with T, chem piss, G and K and being fucked by his Dad. Just what a newbie lad needs. What a great start to this story and yet before other guys join the celebration. Bring it on!!

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

Jake’s latest trip to Berlin was nothing short of a pig’s paradise. The moment he stepped off the plane, the city’s pulsing energy filled him with an insatiable hunger for the depraved sexual adventures that awaited him. As he strutted off the airplane, jockstrap hugging his hips, he realized it had now been five hours without a cock filling him up and that had to be fixed. He knew exactly where he needed to go. The closest men’s bathroom was his first stop, a place where he could ease into the city's vibe. The scent of sex and piss hit him like a warm, familiar embrace as he walked in. The bathroom was a cesspool of depravity, and he felt right at home. Standing at the urinal, shorts low enough for his tattoo to show, he was advertising. Within minutes, he was approached by a scruffy college student, who couldn’t resist the allure of Jake’s "fuck me" tattoo. The man's eyes widened with hunger as he took in Jake's lean body and inviting ass. Without a word, the stranger grabbed him and pushed him into a stall. Jake eagerly dropped to his knees, ready to serve. The student whipped out his cock, already hard and leaking precum. Jake took it in his mouth, savoring the taste of pre-flight nerves and the thrill of the unknown. He sucked greedily, feeling the stranger's hand gripping at his hair and forcefully guiding his movements. The student groaned, and Jake knew he had found a worthy first cock for his Berlin adventure. After the student had fucked him hard and left his hole dripping, Jake was ready to go. He headed downstairs to meet up with his friend who had come to pick him up. Jake headed to their usual meeting spot, the main floor's bathroom where he saw his piggy friend eagerly waiting and received another fresh load deep in his eager hole. They headed out to the car and Jake saw another friend waiting. He had barely gotten in the car before the third man had his dick out, and Jake's ass was in the air, receiving yet another sloppy, raw fucking on the back seat. The car's interior was sticky with lust as the driver watched the two fuck, filling Jake’s ass with a third thick load. Not even in the country for 10 minutes and already experiencing Germany’s finest hospitality. The next day, Jake woke up in a friend’s squalid apartment, his body sticky and reeking of cum. He didn't even bother to shower before heading out to the train tracks, a notorious cruising spot. The thrill of exhibitionism was a potent aphrodisiac for him, and he craved the attention of strangers watching him be used like the whore he was. As he stumbled along the tracks, feeling the vibrations of approaching trains, a group of burly, hairy daddies emerged from the shadows. They were exactly what Jake had been dreaming of – tall, muscular, and smelling of sweat and desire. They circled him like hungry predators, their eyes gleaming with lust. He knew what was coming and couldn’t wait. One by one, they took him, each one more aggressive and piggy. Jake’s tight hole was stretched and pounded, his screams of pleasure echoing through the industrial wasteland. The sound of trains rushing by only heightened the intensity of the gang rape. The men used his body with no regard for his comfort, pushing him to his limits. They didn’t care who saw or heard, they were too consumed by their own desires. Cum filled Jake's ass as they came inside him, one after another. The feeling of being bred was intoxicating, and he begged for more. They fisted him, slapped his ass, and spat in his mouth, and he loved every second of it. People, cars, trains all passing by, seeing the boy gutted and gaped. The pain and humiliation were his currency, his way of feeling truly alive. For the next few days, Jake threw himself into the Berlin pig scene. Each night was a blur of drugs, sweat, and cum. He attended parties where he was passed around, his body used and abused in every imaginable way. His moans and screams were music to the ears of the perverts that surrounded him, and his ass was never empty. He was pissed on, fisted, and even had his CBT limits pushed. Yet, he never once said no, living up to his reputation as an insatiable bottom. In the dimly lit dungeons and back alleys, Jake found his true happiness, a place where his desires were not just accepted but celebrated. The rawness of the encounters, the lack of boundaries, and the pure, animalistic passion of the men around him brought him to a level of ecstasy that nothing else could match. Then came his time to shine at the infamous Lab. oratory, the mecca of extreme sexual debauchery that drew in the most voracious pigs from around the globe. A place where Jake felt most at home. The anticipation had him trembling with excitement, his pink little hole still leaking cum from the days before. He eagerly anticipated the raw, unbridled fucking he was about to receive. Jake patiently waited in line to get in and was wearing the required all black, but still managed to be in assless shorts letting his infamous tattoo be seen. The cool night air caressed his exposed cheeks and the scent of his musky desire filled the atmosphere around him. As he waited, Jake noticed the two towering figures approaching from the front of the line. The first was a bearish daddy, his thick beard and muscular build a stark contrast to Jake's lean, youthful form. The second man was a bit shorter but equally as hairy and muscular, with a sadistic twinkle in his eye. They were the kind of men who knew exactly what they wanted and took it without apology. As they approached the taller one, a German heavyweight with a deep, gruff accent, spotted Jake's ass and smirked. He leaned in and whispered something to his friend, who chuckled darkly. They both knew Jake by reputation, having seen his pictures and videos circulating in the underground kink scene. The shorter man gave Jake's ass a firm slap, and the crowd parted before them as they approached. "Pig royalty like you don't wait in lines," the tall daddy growled, his grip firm grabbing Jake's jockstrap. "Let's get that cunt wrecked." The crowd's reaction was a mix of awe and envy as they recognized Jake. Some had seen his work before, while others had only heard the legend of the insatiable bottom from New York. They murmured to each other, knowing that tonight would be one for the history books. The two men didn't even bother to ask Jake's consent; they simply claimed him as their own, pulling him out of line and into the club. The crowd parted like the Red Sea, and the bouncers nodded in recognition as the trio passed. Inside, the club was a maze of leather, chains, and sweaty, half-dressed men, all looking for their next conquest. The air was thick with the scent of sex and lust. As they entered the dimly lit space, the music pounded like a heartbeat, the bass resonating through Jake's body. The lights played off the chrome surfaces, creating an industrial, almost dystopian, atmosphere. The walls were lined with various play areas, each more extreme than the last. The crowd was a sea of naked and leather-clad, muscled men, all watching the new arrivals with hunger in their eyes. Jake had been to extreme places before, but there was always something about his first steps into the Lab. oratory that sent a shiver down his spine. It was the kind of club that didn't just push boundaries—it obliterated them. The two daddies led him to a raised platform in the center of one of the main rooms, where a group of equally rough-looking men were already waiting, their cocks out and ready. Jake recognized a few immediately where they had indeed fucked him before, in various cities and at various underground events. They knew of his limitless urge to please, and they were eager to show him off to the others. They didn't bother with small talk, securing him to the St. Andrew's Cross with thick, heavy chains. The crowd gathered around, hungry for the show. They saw his “Fuck Me” tattoo and whispers and screams passed through the crowd as they had all heard tales of the New York bottom's insatiable appetite for pain and pleasure. They weren't about to miss out on watching him in action. Once secured, the shorter daddy stepped forward, a wicked grin spreading across his face. He unbuckled his leather pants, revealing his rock-hard, uncut cock. The crowd eagerly watched as the music seemed to fade into the background as he approached Jake. He didn't bother with a warm-up, just a quick swipe of spit to lubricate his shaft before plunging into the young man's eager hole. Jake let out a guttural moan, his eyes rolling back in his head as the crowd watched with rapt attention. He loved being so exposed, so used, and so utterly alive. Music blasting, all eyes on him, and a daddy's thick cock stretching him to his limits, filling him completely. After a few rough minutes of warm up, the taller one began to fist Jake's ass, his huge tattooed knuckles and arms disappearing deeper inside as Jake's hole gaped open. The two men took turns fucking and fisting Jake, using his body as their personal playground. They didn't hold back, pushing him to the brink of pain and pleasure. They used his nipples piercings as handles, tugging and pulling as they pounded into him, making him scream with every thrust. Tugging roughly at his guiche while their rough fists slid in and out. His ass was a canvas for their sadistic artistry, a symbol of his submission to their will. As the night went on, Jake was passed around from one depraved pig to the next, each one taking his turn to claim the infamous bottom. He was spat on, pissed on, and covered in sweat. His body was pushed to its absolute limits, and he reveled in every moment of it. The crowd watched, some jerking off, others eagerly waiting their turn. The Lab.oratory was a sprawling maze of dark, damp rooms, each one more depraved than the last and Jake had seen them all. The walls were lined with slings, St. Andrew’s crosses, and various BDSM equipment, the air thick with the scent of sweat, piss, and the musky aroma of male arousal. The lighting was dim, casting eerie shadows across the bare, industrial space, with strobe lights piercing through to illuminate the carnage of pleasure happening within. The sound of grunts, slaps, and whips filled the air. Everything a pig could want and more was located deep in that paradise. Jake continued to pass from room to room, his jockstrap covered in other men’s filth, barely containing his abused and swollen cock and balls. The tattoo across his ass cheeks was an open invitation to any man who dared to read it. In every new room he was met with a cacophony of crude catcalls and whistles greeting him, as if the very air was alive with the lust of the men who spotted him. He made his way through the throngs of horny, hairy daddies, their eyes hungrily devouring his youthful body. Each man he passed was more massive and muscular than the last, their furry chests, beefy arms, and ripe pits a testament to the kind of power and dominance that made his knees quiver and his heart race. He found his way to the back, where a particularly nasty-looking daddy with a thick, uncut cock was already pounding away at a squealing pig in a sling. The sight of the older man’s powerful strokes made Jake’s mouth water and his leaking hole clench in anticipation. Over the next two days, Jake was passed around like a piece of prime meat at an all-you-can-eat buffet. He was face-fucked, spit on, pissed in, and fisted without a single complaint. His tight, smooth hole was stretched beyond belief as one after another, the muscular daddies took turns plunging their raw, sweaty cocks, arms, feet, and more deep inside him. Each time he was filled with hot, sticky cum, he begged for more, his voice hoarse from the constant screams of pleasure and pain. One particularly memorable encounter was with a beastly daddy who loved to play with Jake’s sensitive feet. The man had a thick, furry chest and a cock that was a monster in and of itself. He bound Jake’s wrists to the sling, his ankles spread wide and fastened in the air. The man proceeded to tickle, lick, and suck his toes and every inch of his feet while pounding into him without mercy. The mix of pleasure and pain had Jake writhing and squirming, his toes curling and uncurling in ecstasy. Another time, he found himself in a public area of the club, where a group of men were playing a game of piggy poker. The stakes? Each player took turns fucking Jake’s ass while the others cheered and jeered, betting on who could make Jake scream the loudest or which man would cum the fastest. Jake was a trooper, enduring round after round of rough, anonymous sex, his body a canvas for the men to claim and mark as they saw fit. But it was the fisting that truly set Jake’s soul on fire. A burly, bear-like daddy, with a beard so thick it could hide small animals, took Jake into a cage while others watched. The man’s fists and thick, hairy arms were like sledgehammers, and the way he stretched and filled Jake’s ass was nothing short of divine. He worked his way deep inside Jake’s already gaped cunt until he was bicep deep. He would swap arms, throwing deep punches just to watch Jake scream. The pain was intense, but the feeling of fullness and submission was heavenly. In between the hardcore sessions, Jake took part in some milder kinks, like cruising the dark rooms with his mouth full of cock, getting used like a human urinal by a line of desperate, leaking [banned word], and having his smooth skin scribbled on with permanent markers by men who claimed him as their property. For Jake, the night was a blur of sensations—the sting of a flogger, the bite of a zipper, the sweet pain of a needle. But through it all, he remained in a state of ecstasy, his moans and cries echoing through the club. As the sun began to rise on the second day, Jake stumbled out of Lab. oratory, his body bruised and his hole gaping, feeling utterly and completely used. The Berlin streets were quiet, but the memories of the filthy piggy fun he’d had were anything but. His journey had taken him to new heights of depravity, and he couldn’t wait for his next trip to indulge in the city’s sinful delights once more. As Jake got ready to head back to New York, his body showed signs of Berlin’s wear. His skin was bruised, his ass unbelievably sore, and his throat was raw from screaming and deep-throating. But his spirit was unbroken. He was a pig through and through, and Berlin was his heaven. The city had claimed him once again, and he knew he would return, eager to dive back into the depths of its depraved underbelly. As he boarded the plane to leave, his ass still leaking cum and his heart racing from the experiences, Jake couldn’t help but feel a twinge of sadness. But it was a bittersweet feeling, because he knew that his Berlin adventures would only make him crave more, and he had the rest of his life to seek out the darkest, most extreme piggy playgrounds the world had to offer.

[Moderator's Note: This story was edited so it uses the words HIV and AIDS correctly.] Note: This story is FICTION. It DID NOT HAPPEN. Enjoy ************************************************************************************************************************************ "I want to give you my HIV, now." The email was from, AIDSGftr, a new guy on BBRT. He had appeared just a couple of weeks earlier, and I noticed geo locator showed him to be just 300 feet from my place. I'd never emailed him, but thought he was hot: he was obviously sick, wasted, an AIDS belly, a few Kaposi's lesions. Looking at his pics made my asshole ache for his deadly cum. His profile said he had never been on meds, was recently diagnosed with AIDS and he got off on infecting neg bottoms. I was still neg, even after taking several loads I knew were high viral load, and, of course, having taken numerous anonymous loads. This guy looked to be my chance to take an AIDS load, to get the infection I craved. I knew there was a 1 in 70 chance of infection with each fuck from a regular high viral load poz top, and I wondered if taking a load from a guy who had been diagnosed as actually having AIDS would mean certain infection. I hammered out a reply and hit send. "Yes. Where?" "The big apartment building half a block east of you. Ground floor, corner unit, will be waiting in patio. Hurry." "On the way. Five minutes." I pulled on a coat and shoes, grabbed my keys and was out the door in less than a minute, cock rigid, oozing and about to blow. Was I really, at long last, about to take an AIDS load? It was 206 steps from my door to his patio. I made it in three minutes. He was waiting in the open door to his place, naked, hard cock jutting out, sipping on a beer. I walked up to him, he turned stepped aside and motioned me in. I stood looking as he smiled at me and stroked his cock. It was beautiful, long, thick, hard, perfectly formed - the perfect weapon to fill me with death cum and infect me with AIDS. He pointed at the back of a couch and set the beer down. "Bend over, pants down. You still neg?" I nodded and obeyed, my heart about to explode, and reached back to spread my cheeks. He looked disgusting, obviously very sick, but I needed his disease bad. To my shame I whimpered as I felt his cock smear precum on my hole. I getting HIV virus in me! "You want my HIV, my disease, you want that?" "Yes, god, yes, give it to me, give me your HIV!" "Oh, yeah bitch, gonna give it to you, gonna pump a load of my death cum in your guts, right now. I've infected three men that I know off, you'll be number four. You want that? You want my HIV?" "Yes, fuck yes. Please, give it to me, infect me now. Please infect me, give your HIV!" "Okey dokey, one more infected bugchaser, coming right up." He grunted and shoved hard, I squealed as his diseased cock slammed deep into my ass and he pumped away frantically. Four pumps and he shoved in hard and grunted into my ear "Fuck, bitch, fuck! Pozzing you, bitch, cumming in your ass, bitch, knocking you up, infecting you good! You gonna be one HIV infected dick sucker!" A warm flood filled my guts as he ejaculated. I convulsed with the hardest orgasm of my life. He humped into me spasmodically, gasping as he pumped his HIV-laden cum into my ass. My cock kept jerking and squirting and I wondered if I had been infected. Had he ripped me open when he shoved in without lube? I could feel my ass burning. Was I bleeding? If I was, his virus had a direct route into my bloodstream. Was this the time? Would I convert? I hoped so. We slid to the floor and lay flat, breathing hard. I wiped my ass with my hand and sniffed, then licked. Cum and ass juice, no red streaks. Was there a slight coppery taste? If I was bleeding there was no way he hadn't infected me. I bent over his crotch and swallowed his still hard cock. More cum, some ass juice. No taste of blood. He was ready very quickly. He flipped me over and spread my legs, dove in and licked and sucked my ass. I moaned as his tongue wormed up my newly pozzed hole, knowing he was about to mount me and pump another load of death deep in my guts. As he mounted me again, I groaned with pleasure, and this time he slid in with no trace of burn. My neg ass was well lubed by his poison cum. He pumped me slowly, pulling out and plunging in repeatedly, stroking deeply, not quite long enough to bump my sphincter but plenty thick enough to feel incredible. I moaned and fucked him back, eager for infection. "Fuck my neg ass, yeah, fuck, infect my neg ass, yeah, give me your HIV, infect me good. Do it, fuck me, pump me full of death cum! Give me HIV!" He slammed in hard, humping me deep and moaned "Fuck yeah, bitch, gonna poz you good you bugchasing bitch, gonna infect you good! Mmm, yeah, fuck yeah, bitch, gonna fuck you full of my HIV juice!" He slammed in hard and fast and held it deep. His cock pulsed and hot semen squirted into my guts. More toxic cum, more HIV pumped deep into me. "Fuck, bitch, yeah, you're getting it now, giving you my bug, bitch, giving you my HIV, bitch, you're one infected faggot now, giving you my HIV!" I lay back breathing hard, my asshole pleasantly sore, feeling his toxic semen ooze out of me. No more doubts. I wanted more. I wanted him to infect with HIV. I leaned over and swallowed his cock again, savoring the taste of semen and ass juice. Two poz loads in my guts - so far. I hoped he was up for more. Would I be infected with HIV before I left? He moaned and pushed me off his cock. I lay back and smiled, feeling his cum run out of my ass. Had he already infected me, or was that wishful thinking? "Damn, that was good, you're a hot piece of ass. I never fucked a man who begged for my death cum like you. That was hot, knowing you want to get infected from that fuck." "I do, I wanted poz cum in my butt, I want HIV in me, as much as I can get." "Well, you got some. I've been full blown for a while. My doctor warned me that if I had unprotected sex with a guy, I would likely infect him. Hope you're really okay with that." I was. There was no question what I wanted. "Yes, I am. I want your bug, I want you to infect me with HIV." "That's good, I'm gonna give it to you. You up for another fuck?" "Hell, yes! Let's make sure you infect me. Plus, that big dick of yours feels incredible in my ass." "Give me a minute, I'll breed you again. Mmm, do me a favor?" "Sure." "Don't fuck anybody but me until you test poz?" "Sure thing, as long as you keep pumping my guts full of your HIV, I'm your bitch. Anytime you want my ass, you got it." He fucked me twice more that night. I finally waddled home about 4:00 AM, my asshole raw, bleeding and leaking semen. In the next two weeks he screwed me at least once a day. My ass stayed raw, my shorts spotted with blood until I came down with the flu. When I was able he gave me a ride to the clinic. I was poz. Another dicksucker successfully infected with HIV.

Sorry for the delay - here is the continuation of “ Selling my Status” Chapter 2: The Long Week The next seven days were the longest of my life. It was a bizarre purgatory, suspended between my old self and the new one I had so recklessly, chemically agreed to become. The morning after my visit to Matt’s, I woke up with a crushing headache and a dry, chemical taste in my mouth. The memories of the night flooded back in a nauseating wave: the smoke, the commands, the camera’s unblinking eye, the toilet swirling with my future. A sharp, cold panic seized me. What had I done? I scrambled for my phone, my fingers trembling as I opened my banking app. The rational part of my brain, the part that was screaming, knew it was a scam. There would be no money. I had just thrown away my health for a drug-fueled fantasy and a promise from a stranger. But the balance was there. Not the $50,000, but a pending wire transfer for $10,000. A subject line: Good faith. Don’t disappoint me. The panic didn't vanish, but it mutated. It was now tangled with a terrifying, thrilling sense of commitment. It was real. The money was real. He was real. The days that followed were a study in cognitive dissonance. By daylight, I was a normal guy. I went to work at my bland office job, answered emails, attended meetings. I was quiet, withdrawn. My colleagues must have thought I was coming down with something. In a way, I was. I was incubating. But inside, a constant, low hum of anxiety and… anticipation… thrummed through me. Every time my phone buzzed, my heart leapt into my throat. It was never him. He was silent, letting the tension build. He owned the silence as much as he owned the promise. My body felt different. Without the daily ritual of the blue pill, I felt raw, exposed, vulnerable. I’d catch myself staring into space, imagining what it would feel like. The conversion. The moment of transmission. The thought should have horrified me. And it did. But late at night, alone in my bed, it was the only thing that could bring me to a shuddering, shame-filled climax. I was becoming the character I’d played for his camera. On the fifth day, a package arrived at my door. No return address. Inside was a single, small box of a popular brand of protein bars. Taped to the inside of the lid was a negative test result. His. Recent. And a note, scrawled on thick, expensive cardstock: *Getting everything ready for you. Be clean. Be ready. *- M* The message was clear. The transaction was proceeding. He was confirming his own status to assure the "purity" of the product. I was the product. The finality of it, the clinical coldness mixed with the dark intimacy, left me breathless. I slid to the floor, the test result in my hand, and cried. I wasn't sure if they were tears of fear or of relief.

Mon terrain de jeu se situe principalement dans les salles obscures des saunas ou dans l'obscurité des hammams avec des inconnus. J'aime aussi recevoir avec mon cul bien cambré, offert et être fucked anonymement. Même si la sodomie est excellente et que le sperme en moi me procure un magnifique orgasme, je ne suis pas contre continuer et découvrir mon partenaire pour quelques heures de baise, voire le week-end. Via online translation: My playground is mainly in the dark rooms of saunas or in the darkness of hammams with strangers. I also like to receive with my well-arched ass, offered and to be fucked anonymously. Even if the sodomy is excellent and the sperm inside me gives me a magnificent orgasm, I am not against continuing and discovering my partner for a few hours of fucking, or even the weekend.

Why hadn’t Kevin come back? Nigel looked at the naked man and the heavy, drooling cock and felt his sensible, rational self fading before the lust he felt. Slowly, he raised his tee shirt over his head, hooked his thumbs in his shorts, then pushed them down and stepped out of his clothes. His face was red with embarrassment as he felt Bill’s eyes on his chubby body and ashamed at his small cock and balls hanging below his ample belly. Bill moved towards him “So...you want to stay then?” Nigel felt the heat from the man’s body and gasped as Bill took his hand and curled it around his penis. It was warm and the skin was smooth. His fingers stroked it and were soon coated in Bill’s precum. Bill lifted Nigel’s hand and licked the cum from his fingers. Nigel shivered with lust and fear and Bill smiled. “Let’s go upstairs and find Kevin, shall we? I’m sure everyone’s checking him out by now.” Bill led the way up the narrow stairs, giving Nigel a close up view of his backside. As he climbed, the hairy buttocks parted to reveal a dark cleft glistening with some kind of lube. Nigel swallowed hard. He was excited by Bill’s bum, but also worried about what might happen next. They reached the landing. Kevin’s tool bag was outside the toilet but he wasn’t there. Nigel heard a TV and voices coming from a room across the way and followed Bill to the doorway. He felt really nervous about being seen naked as Bill stood back and pushed him inside. There were several men in the room on two couches. A TV on the wall was showing porn, but it wasn’t what made Nigel gasp with shock. Two old men sat on the filthy couches stroking erections as a nude man knelt beside them being fucked in his fat arse by a short, muscular black guy with a bald head and rings in his dark nipples. As he thrust back and forth, Nigel saw his cock was bare and glistening with cum or lube. The kneeling man groaned and turned his head and his eyes went wide as he saw Nigel standing in the door way. “K...Kevin!” Gasped Nigel. Kevin smiled and just knelt there being fucked. “But...he’s doing it...bareback!” Bill’s hand slid over Nigel’s back and cupped his buttocks. “Of course he is.” His finger slid between the soft mounds and probed Nigel’s arsehole. “He’s going to feel some sperm in him soon and he’ll get pregnant.” Nigel paled as he realised what that meant. But he couldn’t stop watching as the black guy’s thrusts became more urgent. He grabbed Kevin’s hips and grunted softly. He shuddered in orgasm and when he’d finished, he pulled a long, cum smeared cock out of Kevin’s rectum. “There you go!” laughed Bill. “Thanks,” grunted the black guy. He came over and winked at Nigel who was transfixed by the dripping cock hanging beneath his belly. “Mmmm,” He said. “Nice arse. I’ll give you my babies later.” Kevin sank down onto the couch. He could feel the spunk dripping out of his arsehole onto the filthy material. He looked at Kevin standing, nude, in the doorway being fely up by Bill. The lad was obviously excited by what he had seen but also unsure and fearfuk about this room full of toxic old men. “Well, Nigel.” He said. “You’ve seen me being bred now. Why don’t you sit down over here and relax for a bit.” Bill pushed Nigel gently into the room and he went over to the sofa on rubbery legs. The two old men made a space and he sat between them, feeling the heat ad sweaty smell of their old bodies. The thin one he had seen before said “I’m Sid, and this isArthur.” The other man was shorter, older and when he grinned he revealed a mouthful of broken and blackened teeth. He was sporting a thick erection which rose up from a metal ring at it’s base and he licked his lips when he saw Nigel stare at it. Nigel looked away red faced. He couldn’t believe what he’d seen. He wasn’t stupid. He realised this dirty old men were toxic and he’d probably seen his aunt’s husband being pozzed. He squirmed and felt he should go, and yet it was so exciting to be here naked. Arthur produced a small brown bottle which he sniffed. It smelt like solvent and the whiff of it made Nigel’s heart beat and he felt languid and sexy. “So,” said Sid “You’re Kevin’s nephew.” As he spoke, he took Nigels hand and wrapped it rounf his stiiff cock. “N...no..”replied Nigel. “He’s married to my aunt.” He watched as Kevin sniffed the bottle and sagged back playing with a small cock beneath his belly. “Are you going soon, Arthur?” Asked Sid, ignoring Nigel’s reply. “Yeah, got to see a man in town” He pushed the bottle under Nigel’s nose and the youth felt the poppers sweep through him, washing away his anxiety and making him feel in heat. He felt hands gently raise and push him until he was kneeling on the sofa. He heard Sid say “Nice young man you’ve got here, Kevin.” as he rubbed something cold and slippery into Nigel’s arsehole. He jumped at this intimate contact as Arthur got heavily off the sofa and went behind him. He felt his boney fingers on his hips and then the heavy cock pushed against his hole. “W...wait...ooof..it hurts!” He wailed Kevin reached over and put the bottle under Nigel’s nose. “Just relax, Nigel” He whispered. “Let him in.” Nigel gasped and then the old man’s cock stretched him wider, wider and then slid up him in a rush. He groaned as he was impaled and then the man began to slide in and out, his balls slapping against his own. “Nice,” said Sid. “ What time have you got to be in town?” Arthur was picking up the pace, enjoying the feel of the lad’s rectum around his cock. “Oh..ahh...in about an hour.” He gasped “Gonna cum soon!” Nigel shook with the thrusts as the poppers wore off. He realised the man was intent on cumming toxic spunk in him and the thought made him excited and fearful at the same time. Kevin stroked his head “Shhhh.”He said. “You know you want it. It will be over soon.” Arthur was thrusting madly back and forth and then he cried out, pushed against Nigel’s bum and he felt the penis in him throb and throb as it spurted inside him. The old man stepped back and pulled out his cock and slapped Nigel’s bum. “Phew! Thanks!” Bill laughed and went off downstairs with Arthur. Sid stood up and moved into position. “It’s in you now, Nigel.” Kevin said. “We’ll make sure your pregnant before we go home, shall we?” As he spoke, Sid’s cock slid easily up inside Nigel’s arse through the lube and Arthur’s spunk and he sagged in surrender beneath the old man’s thrusts...

Kevins story continued By the time Kevin showered and dressed, he was beginning to feel embarrassed and slightly ashamed at what he had done. He mumbled goodbye to Bill at the desk and headed for his truck. He should never have succumbed to them. But after all, he thought, hadn’t he enjoyed it? The succession of cocks in his arse had been so sexy. He unlocked and got inside. What about taking it bare from those toxic old trolls? He was pretty sure Eric had been converted in that disgusting old sauna – what if he was also pregnant now? Yet, he thought, they were so free, so animal like and breeding each other as nature intended. He realised his tiny cock was stiff in his jeans and the tee shirt under his tits was wet with sweaty excitement. He started up and headed for home. His wife met him at the door. “You’re late” She said with a sneer. “Where’ve you been?” “Busy” He replied, wilting under her gaze. “You know Eric’s sick. I had to cover for him today.” “He told me when I phoned him to find out where you were.” She said “At that sauna he spends so much time at. Did you have a nice time there?” He paled. Did she know? Had Eric told her? She laughed. “I don’t care what you’ve been up to. You’re no use to me!” Kevin went through to the living room and groaned aloud. Sitting watching the television was his wife’s nephew, a fat, spotty youth called Nigel who usually treated Kevin with as much disdain as his aunt. “Hello Nigel.” He said. Nigel glanced at him and carried on watching TV. Kevin sighed and went to make himself some tea. His wife came in to the kitchen. “How long is he staying?” Asked Kevin. “A couple of days,” she replied. “I told him he could come out with you tomorrow as I’m off to meet a friend.” It didn’t appeal to Kevin at all to spend a day with Nigel putting him down. And then he remembered he’d promised to go back to the sauna to check his work was ok. Should he introduce the irritating Nigel to Bill, Sid and Arthur? He grinned to himself. Maybe….he thought.

It sounds like pig heaven. I wish I could have been there and could play with you. You would have been able to play my hole long.

My experience at what is my 7th and last folsom. Firstly the sat street party was jam packed.. far too many people in that small area..made smaller with dug up areas. The crowd seemed to me to be dominated with younger puppies and older leather guys.. largely gone are the 40's 50's etc. People however were in the most friendly. Overall didn't enjoy it as much as the pre covid ones. Turning to tonight's Scheune party. I went there in 2023..ages ran from 20's to 70's with good representation of all brackets. Got there tonight about 6.15pm..place was packed, noticed that there were guys leaving as I got there. Had a good look around..it was like an old people's re-union. The vast majority were over 60+ and as far as I could see there were only 3 or 4 that would have been under 35. Went downstairs.. the guy that I fucked 2 years ago was on the bench with a cock up him.. looked around for about 5 mins or so then an alarm went off and most went back up stairs (smoke alarm???) I know that I'm getting on in years but this weekend hasn't been great. Having been to nude parties in London eg vault139 (mon and thurs) + SBN on Sundays..then in Australia at NUD at club 80 (when it was going).. this would have rated at best 1 out of 10, Be interesting to see what others have to say

I have had three now. My GI Dr isn’t gay but I was very open about my sexuality and that I have only bb anal sex where I receive. He appreciated that. He also said how clean I was. I smiled and said … years of practice. Lol

It’s not easy to get hard after having your hole stretched and pounded into the ground - there’s a degree of surrender that is actually a beautiful release and opens you up to a whole world of new possibilities

My sexuality is completely identical to this but induced through having cuckolding relationships with women what made me a total gay bottom in the end. Some straight men should be careful for what they wish for... :) Makes me perfectly happy now , being limp all the time and mainly orgasming by anal. My sexuality shifted to my ass as also my sexual arousal manifests itself now by some tingling in the head of my penis (that indeed works as a clit now..) and some tingling between my balls and asshole (perineum). And the moment of no return was the first full body orgasm I got and when being fucked.

Update from Folsom- its raining again- yesterday as well. Its all a bit much - leather, Uniforms -amazing. I bought a little gear but these men are serious but not very sexy carring an umbrella ! LOL -- hopefully it clears up. Laboratory -Naked night- i thought i got in line a bit late at 8:30 -- 9pm is door open-there were like 400 men in front of and 400 behind - and it never ended when i left a bit early at least 500 more men waiting to get inside by cut off time. Lab has sure changed- the area has been expanded and more play areas - and and an outdoor space i never saw in Winter. the same darkroom win at the old entry area was hopping -it was hopping all over-- but honestly lots of men naked just standing or sitting around more than the fucking. But its a tops delight- holes everywhere and guys who would probably never bat you a smile bent over taking all cock all night. It was sensory overload. i didn't stay long -and wanted to catch last train back to hotel in Gay area 40 min away so. i left and then wen to Bull - took a few more loads - so crowded but whew those bottoms are rough and testy -i love it tho-its a very 70s/80s throwback nothing like it the world. I went to Scheune. Bar --like Bull but backroom downstairs- not as big a bit tight but had some fun -made out with a leather guy and offered hole. I also wen to Duplexx XXX which is basically a daytime sex club- wow-that was a scence took a few cocks naked in one of the rooms but most guys were just trolling about- it was fun but could be better but i think those places are hit or miss. Friday- not sure what's on program- will skip Testosterone the opening night- Saturday is the original HorseFair in early evening for markes 530pm but also the PIG event party at 9pm i'm going to try to do both so tonight will try to keep it easy save up some energy for tomorrow. Getting in at 3am is hard on the system and still horny as fuck. I'm going to probably do Scheune and Bull again tonight . Oh I forgot i did Tiergarten - Wed night- it was packed but alot of standing around- got fucked in one of the toilets- in complete darkness but tennis table were active just a bit most guys just walking about like zombies but wow packed on a Wed night- admit it was warm night and clear. I may do that tonight wear boots if the ground is bit muddy. Wish me luck- can't wait for PIG -its going to be sensory overload- i wish i come younger when i had more stamina- my old soul will just float around. As i always say ITS TOO MUCH!!!

This is a big discussion within the medical community as told to me by my ID specialist - Prep fatigue. Prep is a medical miracle for the community and a couple of breakthrough cases are based on inconsistent use. A Prep resistant strain would harm a lot of people who religious take Prep to stay negative. TBH it is not a joke to mess around with medication doses. Either take it everyday or on demand or ask for Prep injection. If Truvada is an issue switch to Descvoy. If at all just stop the medicine and take chances but do not ruin it for others who want to take care of their health and the health of others around them. Such discussions really scare a lot of men that I know.

I'm glad. I want to reiterate to everyone. PLEASE.....don't neglect these diagnostic tests, EVEN the annoying ones like colonoscopies and mammograms. I'm here because of one of them. I had been getting PSA tests (which are routine blood tests) since I was 50 (which is normal) and at 55 mine spiked up to 8 (which can be normal but not at that age). Further biopsy found cancer and I had radiation treatment that means I've been cancer free for almost 6 years. Prostate cancer runs in my family (both dad and grandpa had it). Please do this. Andy was my oldest friend in the world (since 1977 as I mentioned above) and he died of colorectal cancer aged 57 in 2021. We came out together in 1981 and I loved him dearly. Losing him was devastating. He had a DEEPLY dry sense of humor and also loved to bake. Toward the end (we didn't know this at the time), he was going to get his ostomy bag removed for the last time and said to me on the phone..."you know what? I'm NEVER going to frost a cake again AS LONG AS I LIVE." I told that story at his funeral and everyone cackled. 😆

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Chapter 3 – The Silent Treatment T: Good boy. Now turn around and meet your daddy. The drug fueled boy slowly turned around and glimpsed the beauty standing in the doorway. It was just like his dad in the face. But he was all sex god from the neck down. Aiden eyed the man in front of him. His eyes traced the chest hair on his perfect pecks, to his dime sized pink nipples. He had the same sized nipples and the thought made his dick bounce. His vision lowered down the man’s happy trail, down to his red bush sitting above his hard dick. His bush the same shade of red as he had. And the throbbing uncut dick sticking straight up just like his own. The same shade of pink skin. These observations were sending the twacked boy into heat. Who was this man of his dreams? He needed to know him. Aiden needed to attack that dick and get the man’s load. The twitching from his hole was becoming irresistible. Sid stood there solid and stoic. He looked at the boy on the bed. The smooth fucker was just sitting there looking so fuckable. He couldn’t believe the naked twink before his eyes was there primed up for the mounting. But could he do it? Could he actually defy nature and bury his seed in his son. His mind was cluttered with the drugs flowing through his veins. His mind was screaming for him to turn around and run away. His hard dick was screaming to push a warm load into the boy’s tight little ass. Which would win out though? Sid needed a moment to think. He stood there in silence. The boy before him had returned his fingers to his hole. The boy was fucking himself on his fingers. This was too much for the man, after all, he was only human. This hot fucker was going to get what he deserved for being such a fucking hot whore before his eager eyes. Sid walked over to the boy and said nothing. He reached down and flicked the boy’s left nipple. A hard breath escaped the boy’s mouth. Sid reached down and grabbed the boy by his dick. A soft moan could be heard from the boy. Sid released the picked up the pipe and lighter that was sitting next to the boy. He walked over to the side table and packed the bowl and walked back to in front of the boy. Sid lit the bowl and sucked in a big hit. He bent down and pushed his lips to the boy’s mouth and blew the cloud into his lungs. After the man released his lips, a cloud was blown out by the boy. The man lit up again and pushed his lips to the boy again. The man pulled the boy from the bed onto the floor. The boy is on his knees. The shotguns resumed. On the fourth time, the man bent down and started making out with the boy. When they broke the lip lock, the man held the pipe up to the boy’s mouth and lit the bowl for him. Instead of crouching down for another kiss, the man stood straight up and pushed the boy’s head down to his dick. The boy instinctively opened his mouth and took in the head of the man’s dick. He let the cloud escape around the head. A soft “fuck ya” was heard in the room from Todd, the man recording the whole experience. Sid fed another hit to his son and again pushed him down to his dick. This time he was able to take half of the shaft into his mouth. They kept this going until Aiden was able to take all 7 inches of hard meat into his mouth. The boy could feel the hair pushed against his nose and the balls against his chin. He could taste the precum at the back of his throat. He was in bottom heaven. Aiden released the smoke and tried to pull him mouth off the throbbing dick but the man grabbed the back of Aiden’s head and held it in place. The man pushed his dick the full length into his throat. Aiden bucked and tried to pull away and breath. He was almost ready to pass out when the man let go of his head. Aiden pulled away and took a huge breath in. Bits of thick slobber hung from the corners of his mouth. Aiden’s eyes began to water and he looked up at this new daddy. He wasn’t scared. He was super turned on. The man just stared back to the boy in silence. The longer the silence, the more the boy wanted to keep his daddy satisfied. The man grabbed the boy up and threw him on the bed. He did another shotgun and made out with the teen. After 2 big bowls, the man just lay down on the bed. Without speaking a word, he motioned for the boy to come over to him and positioned him into a 69 position. The boy got into position with his dick and balls hovering over his daddy’s mouth. He himself had his watering mouth directly above the man’s pink lovestick. Without waiting for direction, the boy took the dick in hand and placed his mouth on the tip. Aiden could taste the precum that had collected on the tip. That’s when he felt it. The man gripped the boy’s dick and licked it from tip to base and then his balls. Small moans could be heard form the boy as he was taking more and more of his daddy’s dick in his mouth. Aiden continued to go down on the man’s dick until he was down to hair at the base. The man grabbed the boy’s ass cheeks and gripped them in his palms. Moans escaped the boy. The boy was soon rewarded by the man with teasing his warm hole with his finger tip. He grazed the hole just enough for the boy to feel it. This was making the boy feel amazing. He kept bobbing on the man’s dick, letting it throb in his throat each time he took the entire length. Sid used his hands to push the boy forward a bit. He put his head up a bit and met the boy’s ass. His tongue dove into the wet hole. This drove Aiden crazy. He had never been rimmed before and he returned to bottom heaven. Aiden was in ecstasy and lessened his effort on the dick before him. He was just licking the head now. That’s all his brain would let him process to do since he was getting sensory overdrive on his hole. Sid had almost forgotten that Todd was there filming the scene. Todd had gotten close to get a close up of the boy’s smooth hole glistening with spit and lube. Sid returned to rimming the boy. Todd backed up and went to the bag of T. He fished out the 2 largest shards. He estimated that each shard was about 0.3 or 0.4. Boy was the boy going to be flying. He hands off the shards to Sid. Sid pushed the boy away forcefully and jumped off the bed. Aiden was on his feet now too. The man grabbed the twink by the wrist and wrapped it around the boys back. He pushed the boy down on the bed. Aiden crawled up the bed a bit and bent his head down. His ass was on full display. The twink was so turned on by the fact that the man was controlling the whole scene without even speaking a word. It made his hole pucker. Sid noticed the hole winking at him and he knew it was time. He dove his head back into the boy’s ass. The man was eating the smooth hole like he was starving – being generous with the saliva. The boy’s hole was super wet when he backed away slightly. Sid took the larger shard and placed it at the boy’s opening. He looked before him at the perfect twink ass before him and he pushed his head forward. He opened his mouth and lightly bit the porcelain globes. This was unexpected and the boy jumped slightly and relaxed his hole. The man took the opportunity to push the shard all the way in with his 2 fingers. It took a moment but the boy started complaining. A: oh daddy! It burns daddy. Oh fuck. While still in doggie position, the boy turned his head to see behind him. He found his daddy’s face. The face was full of lust. The man put his finger (other hand) to his lips. S: Shhh… Sid followed the command with a small tug on the boys balls. This made the boy yelp. But he shut the fuck up. Once the burning had stopped, the boy was again trying to fuck himself on the fingers inside of him. Sid pulled out and grabbed the other shard. He pushed in the same way with 2 fingers. The hole was spasming – gripping and then relaxing, repeat. Once the second shard had dissolved, the hole slowed the spasming down to a small rhythm. Sid pulled his fingers out and wiped them on his leg. He picked up the pipe and refilled it. He took a few hits. Aiden stayed in position. He didn’t know if he should move or not. Part of him thought that if his daddy wanted him to move, he would have moved him himself. He stayed in position while his daddy finished his bowl. Sid put the pipe down on the side table. He walked back behind the boy. The boy’s hole was so tweaked that it was puckering on and off nonstop. The man put his hand on the boy’s ass and pushed him down flat. His legs giving way and he was now flat on his stomach. Sid jumped up on the bed and laid directly on the boy’s body. The teen could feel hot breath on his neck and ears. He could feel the chest hair on his back. He could feel the hardness of the dick up against his ass crack. Sid used his knees to get in between the boy’s legs and spread them apart. Sid was positioning his dick into the right spot when a familiar voice broke the silence. Todd was on the far side of the bed, where their heads were. He had his phone up and close up to Aiden’s face. The sweaty mess of a boy was there for the video, for all to see. Todd paid special attention to get his eyes in the shot. The boy’s pupils were the size of dinner plates. T: Tell the camera you want it. Tell the camera you want your daddy’s dick. Tell the world. A: I want your dick Daddy. I want your cum in me. Daddy, I need you to breed my hole. Sid just looked into the phone and smiled and mouthed “OK baby”. Sid waited for the all clear sound from Todd. Todd was busy moving the stationary phone to a place where it could get the best angle. it was aimed right at their asses behind them. Todd walked back to the side of their faces. Todd cleared his throat, making the all clear signal. Sid placed his thick head as the entrance of his boy’s virgin hole. He pushed forward and the head popped in. The boy squirmed a bit as his cherry popped. A: OH Daddy! Sid pushes forward getting 2 inches inside the boy. As tweaked out the boy was, he could still feel the thick dick stretching his insides. There was slight pain but all he wanted was more. Sid layed flat against the boy where his mouth was just above the boy’s ear. Sid waited for Todd to get close up so he could be heard on the video. Then he started talking for the first time of the night. Just louder than a whisper. An intimate tone. S: You’re doing great son. I’m so proud of you taking it like a man. Aiden stiffened when he heard the voice. He was in shock even though he was high as a kite. S: I popped your mom’s cherry too. But you’re way tighter than she was. Just remember, I love you. Aiden didn’t know what to do. He recognized the voice as his dad’s. His real dad. Before he could process any further, Sid pushed forward and fed the boy the entire length of his dick into his tight little ass.

[Above: A picture of me in March 2013, immediately after taking a raw load deep in my pozzed-up cumhole.] I wasn't always a cumpig. Throughout my 20s, I was extremely careful to use condoms all the time, even in committed relationships. But when I was about 25, I discovered bareback porn, and it was the hottest thing I'd ever seen: these guys freely gave up their asses to raw tops, BEGGING for loads, celebrating cum instead of fearing it. Bareback porn felt dangerous and intense and exactly right. Soon enough, I was on the local phone chatline, talking to guys who told me all about the world of poz pigs: bugchasers, giftgivers, conversion parties. I began posting profiles on bareback hookup sites, but only as a top -- that was my compromise, my attempt to play with fire from a safe distance. But every time I had my raw dick buried in a jockpig's beautiful wide-open boybutt, I'd see the blissed-out look on his face, his muscular legs spread wide to reveal his hungry faggot cumhole. And after pounding his guts full of my DNA, I'd feel that total sense of connection as I pulled my cum-covered cock from his hole, tiny strings of jizz connecting my raw dick with his pulsing, hungry, dripping cunt. Of course, I wasn't content to live vicariously through those bottom pigs. I wanted to BE them. I finally began living the life of an unapologetic bareback pig in 2007 -- the same weekend I moved to San Francisco. It was mid-July and I was looking for a hookup online. I found a hot couple (one top, one vers); the top wanted to watch his boyfriend take raw dick. I volunteered and headed their way. When I arrived, I was happy to see that they were even hotter than their pictures. Both were in their 30s; the top, Jake, had a square jaw, wolfish eyes, and a tuft of chest hair sticking out from the neck of his T-shirt. His boyfriend, Trey, was a few years younger, clean-shaven and very preppy-looking. It was clear from their tight T-shirts that they had some seriously hot bodies under their clothes. I sat down on their couch, all of us still fully dressed. After a little bit of small talk, there was an awkward pause. Then Jake said to me, "So -- do you party?" I shook my head. "No, I've never done that." He glanced over at Trey, then back at me. "Well -- would you like to try it?" "It's no big deal either way," Trey said to me, doing his best to be as nonchalant as possible. "This stuff just makes you feel a little more horny, that's all." I shrugged. "Sure, I guess," I said. Jake flashed a little half-smile, then grabbed a pipe from a desk drawer. He put the pipe up to my lips, lit it, and told me to wait until his command. Then, when smoke began emerging from the top of the pipe, he told me to begin inhaling slowly. It was a very big hit -- he had me inhaling for a long time, and the cloud that came out of my mouth was thick and solid white -- but he registered disappointment. "That wasn't a very big one," he said. "Let's try one more." Then another. All three hits were administered under the pretense that they were too tiny to be effective. But after that third hit, I sat back, rubbed my crotch, and immediately began squirming on the sofa, feeling a strange, restless need to be naked and feel Jake's muscular, hairy body rubbing up against mine. Jake was watching me closely, nodding while he growled under his breath. "You can take your clothes off, Ben," he said, smiling that half-smile again. "Just get naked. Show off for me. You feeling good?" [Above: A picture of me taken immediately after returning from a hotel party, where I took two loads in my pighole.] I nodded. In fact, I had NEVER felt so good. As I took off my shirt and pants, Jake pulled his dick out of his pants and picked up the pipe again. His 8.5" cock was the perfect instrument for pounding another man into submission -- fat, slightly curved upward, with a mushroom head that was already dripping precum. This amazing tool, hard and glistening, bounced up and down as Jake hit the pipe. He blew the smoke into my mouth, then began running his hands all over my body. "How do your nips feel?" he asked. "They're tingling," I said. He laughed. "Yeah, they sometimes do that when you're fucked up. And how does this feel?" He ran his fingers lightly between my balls and my hole, causing me to gasp. No man's touch had ever felt this amazing. My legs immediately spread to give him easier access to a spot I never knew existed. Jake grinned again. "Nice, Ben. You ever get fucked?" "Sometimes," I said between shivering breaths, his fingers still brushing against my perineum. "Not often." "Well, you certainly look like you're in the mood for some dick," he said. "Do you want my dick inside you?" I answered with a nod. "No," he said, "Nodding isn't good enough. I asked if you wanted my dick inside you. I need to hear what you want." "I want your dick inside me," I said. "Good boy," he replied. Then a pause. "You read our profile, so you must be aware that we only fuck raw," he continued. "Did you know that?" I nodded. "I need to hear it," he said. "I know you only fuck raw." "And once I'm inside this sweet little fuckhole, I will not pull out. Period. Do you understand?" "I understand." Another pause as he continued to brush his fingers around the perimeter of my hole, my legs stretching further and further back as the Tina gave me a hunger for sex like I'd never known. "Now, unless I'm mistaken, I think your profile said that you're negative," he said. "Is that true?" A long pause. I didn't want to answer, because I was afraid that if I told him the truth, he might send me home out of concern for my health. But something about the situation -- his seductive tone, his dripping dick, his half-smile -- told me that I could be honest. "Yes, it's true," I said. "I was tested last week, and I'm still negative." "So you must be aware that the two of us are positive. Right?" "Yeah, I know you're poz." "And you still want me to fuck you?" I couldn't answer at first. All I could feel were those fingers teasing my partied-up fuckhole. "Yes," I finally said. "I still want you to fuck me." "Raw." "Yes, raw." "With our poz cocks, our poz precum, our toxic seed?" "Yes, poz." He grabbed both sides of my head, and drew me close to him so that we were looking directly into each others' eyes. "Tell me what you want, Ben. I know you've been keeping this a secret for a long time, but your secret's safe with me. And you can't get what you want until you tell me exactly what you're craving right now." "Poz seed," I choked out. I couldn't believe I was saying this, and yet I'd never been so turned on in my life. "You want poz seed blasted inside this sweet little neg fuckhole?" "Yes." "Good boy. Repeat after me: 'Please poz me, Jake.'" "Please poz me, Jake." "Louder, boy." "PLEASE POZ ME, JAKE." "Good. I'm so proud of you, Ben." He slapped my ass. "Now I think you need to go jump in the shower. You know what you're about to become? You're about to become a true bottom. Do you know what that means?" "No." "A true bottom," he said, "doesn't let fear get in the way of his top's dick. A true bottom freely surrenders his hungry fuckhole, spreads it wide for the man splitting him in half. Poz or neg, it doesn't matter. The only thing that matters is for the bottom to serve his top man like a good bottom should. It's all about embracing your role as a hot, muscular, hungry jockhole, existing solely to please pig tops. Is that what you want to be -- a true bottom? A bottom pig?" "Yes, please. Please make me a true bottom." At that moment, I saw his fat dick twitch, then ooze a heavy stream of precum onto the floor. Jake's half-smile was now a wide-open, evil grin. "Go shower up, boy," he said. "I can't wait to blast your insides full of my poz seed." MORE SOON...

I started chasing many years ago, but always with much hesitation. It started after I hooked up with a man who introduced me to tina. He was also very much into warping my young mind. Every time I was taking a hit, he would tell me about a new fetish I would want to do. It started with getting fucked bareback, ass to mouth, drinking piss, fucked anonymous, craving cum in my ass, and of course, taking poz loads.. By the end of the night, I was taking his bare cock and his cum and his piss and begging him for his poz loads. I didn't convert from that experience, but I was always wanting it again. I tried to stay safe though and then I started prep, but it was still in the back of my mind.... A few years ago, I met a younger man while traveling, and he was poz and very much enjoyed me begging for his poz cum. Even better, he dominated me well, and I find him the most attractive man I’ve ever had sex with. So, I definitely stayed in touch. We traveled together to his country early in 2020 and we had a couple bareback sex parties. Then came the pandemic, and we were able to be locked down together. He ran out of his meds, and I ran out of mine. That day he told me he needed to fuck me with a condom, and I told him no, I wanted him to fuck me bareback. Knowing I was taking his viral loads made the sex so much more thrilling, and when he started to fuck me, it was like the devil was inside both of us. These fucks were so intense. When he unloaded into my ass, my cock would sometimes shoot cum as he came inside my ass. As he became more toxic, he wanted to fuck even more. We know I converted, one day I woke up feeling awful. I had it checked out, but didn't get tested, knowing it would still take a couple of weeks or months if it was the fuck flu. Given the pandemic, I couldn't stay with him forever, and I had to travel to another country to work. Travel restrictions would make a reunion very difficult. A couple months after returning home, over a video call, he saw the result that I was expecting. He actually didn’t believe it, so I had to buy a second test, and show him the test again. The doctor that I saw had me start my meds almost immediately, and I started to take them. It took almost two years, but we were finally reunited last month. He’s younger than me, so I don’t call him my poz dad, instead, I call him my toxic god. The connection between us is very strong, and I love his dominance and mischievousness. He knows about my first experience with tina. He knew exactly what I needed to learn from him. While I had started medication almost immediately, he told me he went five years without medication. Once he started, he quickly became undetectable, and then there was a second period of time during the pandemic, when off meds his viral load rebounded quickly. He told me how much his sex drive changes, and how it felt fucking me. He easily convinced me I should feel the same way. I could stop the medication, and return to it one day when necessary. I asked him if he'd keep my pills safe, because I want to find out what he felt. I’m back together with my toxic god, and soon I'll know what it feels like on the other side.

Hi. Partner and I host House parties 4 x year: covid willing. We have our next one on June 25th. We often have 40 or more at our previous parties. I work had to get a nice mix of tops, bottoms and versatile to attend. We have several play areas and sex slings.

I woke up in bed next to Katie who was still asleep. I don't remember much after finding out her roommate was 10inchscorpion. All I remember is the feeling of his cock and his threat. I got up and went out to the kitchen to make myself and Katie coffee, Michael was on the couch with a cup watching college football. He gave no sign to the fact he had just fucked me the night before. If Katie or anyone were out here, they would just see two guys that had just met. I poured myself coffee and sat on a chair near the couch he was on. He glanced over and then over his shoulder towards Katies room, looked and me and then shook his head no. We talked college football and the usual straight male conversations I used to have at the office with coworkers, before I became their cum dump. I went back to the bedroom to grab my preP, but when I got to the bathroom the allergy pill container wasn't there. I scrambled a bit in search of the pills and looked through her belongings as well, maybe she grab it by accident. I left the room to check my backpack that I had left by the door and as I entered the living room Michael shook a pill container on the couch. "Got allergies?" He said, tossing the container to me. "Yeah, They're pretty bad this time of year." I answered. "Fuckin liar" he scoffed. "What do you-" I started "You don't think I figured it out?" He said. "I've got a good track record, I show up once, and my job is done, but with you, who has been unable to be pozzed by that asshole Thomas AND me... There was no way." "Are- did you" I stuttered. "They're still in there faggot, but I've got a reputation. So when I fuck you again, and you don't poz up? that'll be the last time I fuck your ass." "And if I do poz up?" I asked. "You're a fantastic bottom. I'll fuck you anytime we're both up here," he said. "I'm the only guy that has seen who you really are?" I asked. "Yes," he sighed. "I'm going to need more than once in a blue moon then." I said, my empty ass and hardening cock agreeing. "Oh you greedy bottom," He said. "Two can play that game.. Straight.. Bait." We heard Katie move in the bedroom, Sounded like she practically fell out of bed. I took the allergy pills back to the bedroom and her and I went out to join Michael for her coffee. It wasn't long before Katie said. "Did you take your allergy pills?" Michael quickly shot me a look and then went back to the game without Katie noticing his reaction. I told her yes, and then we started talking about where we would go today and what we'd do. (Most of it tourist stuff around the Bay) Michael pretended to be annoyed at our conversation over his game and went to his room. Katie and I went to get ready, and there she told me her real plans, ending at a hotel room she has worked out with a guy online. My phone vibrated, a text message from a number I didn't have, "Kitchen." "I'm going to grab a water," I said. "Alright, I'll shower." she said grabbing a bluetooth speaker and putting on music. I went out to the kitchen and Michael was standing there waiting, I could see his big cock outlined in his shorts. "Change of plans slutbag." he said motioning me over. On the counter was a large turkey baster looking "syringe". "Keep taking the pills if you want this week, We're going to poz some tops." he said placing a hand on the full device. "What?" I asked. "Hands on the counter, and turn around." He said twirling a finger. I did as I was told and he pulled my shorts down. I stuck my hips back slightly in anticipation of what's to come. The large device was place in my ass and then taken out, my hole started to feel wet. Next I felt his cock, spreading me wide, but sliding in easily. He placed poppers on the counter between my hands. I greedily took a hit per nostril. As he got deeper and deeper into my ass, he wrapped an arm around my chest and grabbed my throat pushing my chin to the ceiling. "This is full of my cum, And you're going to use it as lube, tonight, and this week as you let who ever wants to fuck you, fuck you." He whispered in my ear. "Yes Sir" I whispered back, mouth open as I feel his glorious cock hit something deep in me, then rearranging what ever it was to get deeper. I took another hit of poppers as he thrusts got harder, but he kept them deep. "After this week of pozing those tiny tops you've been letting inside you, I'll poz you for real, for the world to see. But first you're going to need a small 10inchscorpion tattoo on your ass" "Yes Sir," I managed. He continued to grind deep into my ass, his hips ramming into my ass against the counter. I could feel his cock on the front of my body inside me. He came inside me as his hands dug into my throat and side, just as the music ended in Katie's bathroom. He slowly pulled out, I could feel ever inch as it left my hole. He went to his room and I took his large device filled with his cum to the room and placed it in the "go bag." Then I explained to Katie that I need a new tattoo before tonight.

Nice new twist but don't fuck it up with Angelo and Ethan, it's his loss he didn't speak up. I say that from the heart I've been madly in love with someone who never showed me and got treated the same way when I moved on, like shit, fuck him he needs to grow a set. Side note I don't usually find a story here that I get into but yours damn I'm all into it like soap ops at grandmas house lol. Keep up the great writing.

With my screen name, it's not too much of a surprise to "learn" I love piss play--and am vers for drinking it. It's already been said--hydrate the feeder. That's why I often wait until mid session to feed, so I have a chance to be constantly drinking water or tea during the first few rounds of fucking. I often test the strength of my piss by getting the guy on the fuck bench, then pissing his ass crack and and licking it off him. If it's clear--the next round goes down his throat. If it's stronger than I think he might like, I'll keep drinking and cover him again until I get it to clear...