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Growing up I didn't know my father he had left my slut mom before I was born. Growing up with my mom was challenging to say the least bjt it's did give me a chance to learn to appreciate cock. I ended up bi not gay I ended up getting a girl pregnant and we married .luckily my wife doesn't only not mind me being with other men but enjoys seeing mr getting fucked by them. I was in my mid twenties when I finally met my father. I knie many people will think this is weird but after hearing my mom talk about what sex with my dad had been like several times i har a deep desire to experience it myself. To my fortune not only waw my dad bi he was also very kinky and on the day after our first meeting I found myself facedown byured in my pillow as he pounder me with his rather unique cock. We didn't see each other all that often in the following years but every time we did i ended up letting him use me. He was every bit as good a lover as my mom had said but he was also one of the few men that I let take me bare as he refused to wear condoms A few years ago his dislike o condoms came back to haunt him as he tested positive after a trip to Vegas. He went on neds and was soon undetectable and the next time we saw each other I didn't hesitate to let him fuck me. It all changed again a few months ago my dad was going to ve on a trip to L.A while i was going to be there on business and thought it would ve nice to surprise him as my son was coming with me as a graduation gift it should be even better as they had never met. When we got to the house my dad was staying he actually answered the door in only a towel and was indeed surprised to see us. Though he happily invited us in. As I introduced my son my dad let the towel fall loose revealing his body. He is in his mid fifties but has the body of a man half his age.with toned muscles and tanned skin. His most distinctive feature is his cock even semi hard as he was it was distinctive. It's long a bit over twelve inches but thin just a bit thicker than one large magic marker and when it was hard i was very very hard and veiny. My son actually blushed a little seeing his grandfather like that but he also could keep from looking but then neither could I. Dad was happy to see us and said it was a good surprise but when I reached down to play with his cock when we hugged he stepped a back and said we needed to talk. I asked what room my son would have and sent him to find it so dad and I could talk. Once alone I could see dad was uncomfortable. After a few minutes he told me thjs wasn't just a normal business trip for him in fact wasn't about business at all. He told me that he had stopped his meds just over a month before and had come to L.A to see how many guys he could breed and knock up. So far in the week and a half he had been in town he had already bread 7 guys and he even had another that was going to be coming over very soon that's why he had just taken a shower. I was more than a little shocked not only of what he was doing but his he was so calm and straight forward about it. Getting HIV had always been my biggest fear I had always gone to any length to be safe onmy letting a handful of men i really really trusted fuck me bareback even though I love it. Unfortunately I had a bad reaction to prep so I still had to use condoms almost all the time. That men were not only not worried about it but would come to my dad knowing he would poz him was shocking to me I couldn't imagine doing that. After we talked a bit more I went to find the room I'd be staying in and my son and I decided to go out to dinner so that dad would have the place free for when his friend showed up. We had a good time and I even told my son what dad had told me about why he was in town and I coukd see my son was as shocked as I was. But we were both tired for the day and flight and needed to go back to dads place for some sleep we had been gone for a few hours so we figured dad and his friend should be done by then. When we got there we saw we were right the man who had been coming up to the house was gone but we saw another guy had come over and was kissing dad on the couch. I didn't get a great look at him but coukd see he was young nearly as young as my son and very handsome in a fem way and I couldn't believe a guy like him had come to my dad to be deliberately pozzed The room I would be staying in was right next to my dads and as I was settling into the bed I heard my dad and his most recent friend go into his room. The rooms walls were just thin enough that I could hear almost everything. My dad is always very vocal during sex and so was his current playmate. As I lay there listening I found myself getting hard and I don't know what I found hotter the guy begging almost bleeding for my dads toxic seed or hearing my dad telling him what he was going to do to him and found myself jerking off as I listened. I ended up cumming as I heard my dad tell him to get ready for his load and shot a huge load same time as dad did. The next day we spent some time together and my son started ti get to know his grandfather but that night we had to make ourselves scarce again as he had another friend comming over. I again found myself listening through the wall as I heard him poz the third guy in less than two days and again I couldn't help bet jerk off as I listened. But this time as I fell asleep I found myself thinking about it being me he just cummed in The next morning when I woke up I was still a little groggy and was stretching out on the bed when I heard my dad in the next room he was asking if someone was sure this is what they wanted I heard a quieter voice murmer something in relpy. I was surprised he had had another friend come by so early but felt my cock start to get hard as I got ready to hear my dad knock up another guy. I started to rub my cock as it stiffened waiting to hear them begin when I heard a gasp telling me dad had as usual just jammed his cock all the way in from the start then I heard something that made me freeze. Through the wall I heard " oh fuck grandpa that hurts" I couldn't belive what I was hearing my son is gay sure but he had only done anal once and that was just a short time before with a guy he knew very well being scared of STDs was one of the main reasons he hadn't done more and here he was letting my poz dad fuck him. When I realized what was happening i got pissed and was starting to get up to stop them when I heard my dad start to co.fort him and I froze again. And just listened as dad went from comforting to the more aggressive man I knew I knew i should go stop them what my son was doing would drastically change his whole life . But as I heard him start asking dad for more and harder I realized I wouldn't try to stop anything. This time I couldn't just sit in my room and listen I had to see what was happening so I left my room and walked to my dads door. The door was open and I saw them on the bed their backs were slightly turned from me but I could see my dad behind my son who was on his knees his face pressed into the mattress and dad was delivering hard long strokes pulling his long cock almost all the way out before ramming it back in hard. My son was moaning softly and grunting while me dad was becoming more vocal. He has always been into talking dirty and degrading the guys he fucked. As I stood there watching he was calling my son a little fag and bitch among other things. I kept rubbing my cock as i leaned against the door watching them fuck l. After a few minutes my dad told him he was about to cum and would knock him up. For sure I expected my son to panic at that point and ask him to stop or pull out instead he practically begged for my dad to poz him. Then with a load grunt I coukd tell my dad had stared to cum his dick buried deep in my boy tight ass and I saw my son staring to cum hands free at the same time. Part 2 coming soon

I was in my 20s, often horny, and often bored. Work was good enough, life was good enough, and I was good enough. My job was remote and easy, and there was ample time to sit around, daydream, and edge. I was a top. It came naturally to me. I tried bottoming a few times, more out of a sense of obligation than desire. My hunger for hole was innate. I felt that primal urge when I saw a bottom, that desire to make them feel that mix of pleasure and pain. The feeling of grinding up against their ass, letting them feel my cock tease their hole, covering their mouth with mine while I slid in deeper and deeper. I had a thick cock that made bottoms gasp, and I shot big loads that often hit my face when I jerked off. My friends knew I was a top. I wasn't shy about it. I'd fucked some of them. Being a dom came easy to me. I liked being in control. I liked being a bit cocky, having that swagger, getting in a guy's head. I knew a little about kink, I'd been to gear nights, and I'd had older guys teach me the right lessons: respect your partners, respect consent, leave the people you hooked up with in a better place than you'd found them. And I'd taught those lessons to other friends, and the younger guys I'd hooked up with. I did the right things. But I wanted to do the wrong things. Despite all my talk of consent and respect, that wasn't what my brain really craved. I wanted to fuck who I wanted, when I wanted, and how I wanted. And how I wanted it was raw, always. Not just raw. I wanted to corrupt guys. It turned me the fuck on seeing innocent twinks filled with cum, their tight holes opened up and flooded. Don't get me wrong, I loved it when guys were ready to fuck and get used from the start, but it was different with the innocent ones. The worst part? I wanted to stealth. Badly. So badly. And the cravings never seemed to go away. I'd never heard of it until I saw it for myself. It only took one video to break my brain: a grainy 240p of a guy snipping the top of a condom off mid fuck and shooting a load deep in a bottom on all fours. I came as soon as I realized what he was doing. I closed the browser window quickly, but later that day, I searched for the name of that video, got rock hard in seconds and blew another load. I tried being good. I kept ignoring these urges in reality, even if it made me cum fucking hard, every time. I always discussed testing before hookups, and still used condoms, even if what I wanted to do was rip them off, slide in deep and fill them full of my seed. I'd jerk off to bareback porn – always bareback porn – and imagine how warm and tight their holes must feel. But it was all a fantasy for me. Until I met him.

I was in the park at night time. I saw a dude with no pants on. He was leaning on the fence rail. I walked up behind him, pushed my track pants down and just slid my dick in. I was fucking for several minutes and a fit tracksuit guy came up behind me and rubbed my ass and felt up my cock and balls to find me raw in the guy with no pants. I adjusted my stance so he could get at my hole, he rubbed some spit in to lube my crack. Track suit guy slid in as I was slow fucking the guy against the fence rail. Track suit guy quickly built up to full speed and in about two minutes fulled my hole with cum. This faster pace got me horny as and I blew my load in no pants guy. I went back to my truck and drove home with my ass full of cum.

Chapter 4 - The conversion The world vanished into deep, rich black silk. He tied it firmly but not painfully behind my head, the knot pulling just enough to emphasize my helplessness. My other senses exploded into hyper-awareness, each one suddenly a raw nerve ending. I heard his measured footsteps on the concrete, moving around me, the slight scuff of his expensive shoes a deliberate punctuation in the heavy silence. I felt the cool, almost clinical air of the expansive room on my bare skin, a stark contrast to the internal inferno already raging within me. My pulse throbbed in my temples, a frantic drumbeat against the hum of the drugs already coursing through my system. Before he’d blindfolded me, the scene had been a blur of neon and shadow. I’d arrived already buzzing, a few tabs of Molly dissolving that pesky voice of conscience, an initial gulp of G loosening my limbs and my inhibitions. But he had upped the ante. He’d laid out the works: a mirror glinting with crystalline shards of Tina, a small vial of clear liquid, and a sterile pack containing a new syringe. “This is about more than just a fuck,” he’d said, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through my bones. “This is about surrender. Total, absolute. You want the payment? You earn the experience.” He’d insisted on the ‘booty bump’. A small, meticulous line of crushed Tina, carefully mixed with a drop of water, drawn into an oral syringe. The clinical precision of it was almost a turn-on in itself. He’d guided my trembling hand, the applicator slick with lube, as I eased it into my own asshole, pressing the plunger. The rush had been immediate, a molten wave of heat blooming deep inside, spreading outwards, sharpening every sensation, every desire. He’d followed suit, a shared intimacy of self-violation that bound us even before our skin touched. The Molly made me crave connection, the G made me careless, and the Tina… the Tina made me an insatiable, reckless animal. Now, blindfolded, his presence was a magnetic force. I smelled the sharp, chemical tang of poppers when he uncapped the bottle nearby, the scent tearing through the residual haze of the other drugs. “Hands on the table,” he commanded, his voice a gravelly rasp that seemed to vibrate in the very air around me, cutting through my heightened senses. I obeyed, my hands flat against the cold, smooth leather of the examination table. The leather itself felt alive, cool and yielding beneath my palms. I heard the soft rustle of his clothes as he undressed, the material whispering against itself, revealing hints of the taut, muscular body I knew was beneath. Then his hands were on me, gloved in latex, slick with cold lube. They were impersonal and efficient, turning me around, guiding my hips to lie back on the table. He spread my legs, lifted them, adjusting me with a practiced ease that made me feel utterly dehumanized, yet thrillingly exposed. His fingers, deft and unyielding, began circling my asshole, dilating and stretching me, pressing deeply, exploring every inch of my opening without asking for permission. The clinical nature of it, the cold, latex-covered invasion, was its own unique kind of depravity, stripping away all pretense of romance or even mutual desire. I was a subject. An experiment. A vessel. My heart was hammering against my ribs, a frantic drum against the backdrop of my roaring drug-addled brain. The Tina had me rigid, my muscles trembling with a barely contained energy, my cock already painfully hard, ready to explode. The G had me loose and pliant, my asshole relaxed even under his relentless assault. The Molly had stripped away my fear, replacing it with a desperate need for all of it. Then I felt the head of his cock, blunt and insistent, at my entrance. It was bigger than I remembered from the hazy night on the couch, from the quick, anonymous touch that had initiated this dark bargain. A thick, veiny column, slicked with my own lube, pressing, prodding. “The poppers,” he said again, his voice a gravelly whisper right by my ear, the sound a physical vibration against my skin. He held the bottle to my nose. “Now.” I inhaled deeply, the ammonia fumes burning my nostrils, then blossoming behind my eyes, a dizzying, head-rushing explosion of pure, mind-numbing sensation. The world tilted, spun, and for a glorious, terrifying second, ceased to exist. In that same instant, as the chemical high erased the last shreds of my resistance, melting me into a puddle of pure, raw sensation, he thrust into me. It was one smooth, brutal motion. He buried himself to the hilt, stretching me to my absolute limit, filling me completely, a hot, heavy mass of flesh. I cried out, a strangled sound that was equal parts pain and overwhelming ecstasy. My body seized around him, accepting, yielding, desperate for more. The poppers hammered everything home, locking me into this moment of exquisite, agonizing pleasure. He set a punishing rhythm from the start, each thrust jarring me against the cold leather of the table, driving me deeper into the abyss of sensation. He was silent except for his ragged breathing, the animalistic grunts that escaped his throat with each powerful stroke. This wasn’t about mutual pleasure. This was about ownership. About transmission. About a transaction being fulfilled. Suddenly, a different cold sting, a sharp prick on my forearm, cutting through the haze. My mind, drug-addled as it was, registered the familiar sensation. A slam. He wasn’t just fucking me; he was initiating a different kind of penetration, a different kind of shared experience. I heard the faint click of the plunger as he injected something into my vein, then his own low hiss of satisfaction as, I presumed, he slammed himself too, a shared ritual of chemical surrender while he was still buried inside me. The second rush hit me almost immediately, a fresh, electric wave of Tina surging through my bloodstream, amplifying every nerve ending, every tremor, every thrust. My body became a conduit for pure sensation, my thoughts dissolving into a soup of insatiable lust and dizzying oblivion. “This is what you sold,” he grunted, his voice strained with effort, his hips grinding into me with renewed ferocity. “This is what you bought.” He wasn’t talking to me, not really. He was talking to himself, narrating the event, cementing the terms of our dark contract to the universe. One of his hands found my hair, tangling in it, pulling my head back, exposing my throat, my vulnerability. The other closed around my already throbbing cock, stroking me with a relentless, knowing rhythm that mirrored his own thrusts. I was babbling, begging, though I didn’t know for what. For him to stop? For him never to stop? For this glorious, terrifying oblivion to swallow me whole? The combined effects of Molly, G, Tina, poppers, and the fresh slam had me utterly unhinged, my body a puppet to his every command, my mind lost in a shimmering fog of pleasure and fear. I felt the tension coiling in my gut, the familiar pull of an impending orgasm, but it was different this time. Darker, deeper, tainted with the primal fear of the unknown, yet liberated by the utter surrender. My body was screaming, stretched to its breaking point, yet aching for more, for this relentless invasion to continue, to consume me entirely. “You’re going to take it,” he growled, his pace becoming frantic, erratic, pulling almost all the way out before slamming back in, each impact a punch to my gut. “You’re going to take my load. You’re going to remember this feeling for the rest of your life. The feeling of becoming.” His words, infused with the guttural release of his own impending climax, tipped me over the edge. My orgasm ripped through me, violent and uncontrollable, painting stripes across my stomach and chest as my cock spasmed relentlessly. I screamed into the blindfold, a guttural, primal sound that was torn from the deepest part of my being, my body seizing around him, clinging to him even as I bucked against the table. My climax triggered his. With a final, deep, almost guttural roar, he stilled, buried inside me, his body trembling violently. I felt the hot, pulsing release, wave after wave of his molten seed pumping into me, filling me to overflowing. The physical manifestation of the transaction. The moment of conversion. A tremor wracked his body, and he let out a long, low groan that sounded like victory, like a predator sated. He collapsed on top of me for a moment, his weight heavy and warm, his breath hot against my ear. Then, with a sudden, almost clinical detachment, he pushed himself up and pulled out of me. The loss of his presence was a physical ache, an emptiness that echoed the void left by the drugs now beginning their inevitable descent from their peak. I felt a cold trail of his come leaking out of me, mixing with the lube and my own bodily fluids, running down my inner thighs. He untied the blindfold. The sudden rush of light was blinding, harsh, cruel after the intense darkness. I blinked up at him, my eyes struggling to adjust, the fluorescent overhead lights throwing stark shadows across his face. He was looking down at me, his expression unreadable, a strange mix of exhaustion and triumph. Sweat gleamed on his chest, on his brow, the remnants of his exertion. He looked down at where his spend was already leaking out of me onto the black leather, a shimmering, sticky testament to what had just transpired. “It is done,” he said, his voice flat now, all the passion and intensity spent, replaced by a cold finality. He turned and walked away, his back to me, not sparing another glance. He began to dress, methodically, as if nothing profound had just happened. I was left lying there, shattered and transformed, my body still buzzing with the chaotic symphony of drugs and lingering pleasure, my mind reeling from the raw, undeniable impact of the experience. The $50,000 problem was finally solved, a debt paid in the most absolute currency. But a million-dollar worth of new ones, unseen and terrifying, had just begun to bloom in the darkest corners of my soul. The conversion was complete. I was no longer just me; I was a host, a vessel, irrevocably altered, carrying the heavy weight of a secret, and perhaps, a new life ticking inside

Nerves are on high, but his 9 inch cock rest on my leg as he says, are you ready to fly? Fuck ya sir, as the point empties into my arm, and he takes the blue tourny off my arm, the rush thru my body, the cough, the tingle in my cock balls and hole, I say, Sir, fuck, fuck me now please! Oh i plan on it. He flips me over and spits on my hole, smacks it with his uncut precum soaked foreskin tip, and says, No turning back now boy, me not caring at all, He says, Take this poz chem cock, I look back, he slams his in his cock, seeing the blood on his dick has me spreading my bubble butt cheeks begging for him to wreck my hole, I can't believe how huge his cock got, and with no mercy he slams that thick dick balls deep, even tho I was so high the pain was so much, I scream out in pain, and pull away but he puts one foot on my neck and somehow swivels just right that his massive cock goes even further in my once tight hole. He grins with this devilish smile and I feel his cock go past that second hole and he lets out a low grunt and says, oh there it is , and for the next 30 minutes, probably longer, this bull just pounded me. I ended up blacking out for sometime, coming too to him still using my now stretched hole, adding a thumb or finger, saying, oh ya boy your hole is now mine, u feel my first load in your wrecked hole? I mumbled some thing as he slaps my face, and says, I can't hear you! YES SIR, I SAY. GOOD BOY! NOW, he pulls out and I notice 2 other men, even bigger than him, but then he come up to me and gets me some water. Well I thought it was water. And end up putting that blue thing in my arm as the other man grabs my hips, I feel his giant tip about to push in after that point is emptied then..... Part 2 coming soon 😈

**This is a work of fantasy and fiction. Any similarity to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. Nothing in this work should be construed as medical advice in any way** ***Also - forgive my rusty German*** “C’mon, Mikey,” it’s through here,” I called back to him urgently. “This is the door that Wolfgang told us about” Mike and I crept silently towards the blue door that said “Nur für Mitarbeiter.” In my limited German, I knew that meant “EMPLOYEES ONLY”. Yes, this is where Wolfgang told us to go. We crept silently, even though no one could possibly hear us over the din of the techno music-- it’s hypnotic beat pulsating and throbbing in our ears. Even while still outside, we could hear it clearly – on every fourth beat, a voice dubbed over the music added a rotation of single word: “TOXIC” “POZ” “AIDS” “VIRUS.” Yeah, this was the place and soon, just beyond that blue door, my best friend Mikey and I would get access into one of the most exclusive parties in the world: The infamous “Nachladen” party, exclusively only for POZ-detectable men, totally invitation only and only after applicants submit a copy of lab work showing a detectable viral load within 2 weeks of the date of the party. Lab work papers or .pdfs are checked again at the door by a fearsome looking punk bouncer, Carsten, who, at almost 7 feet tall and in his custom biohazard-shaped harness, biotats all over his lean body, and almost always wearing nothing at all, presented a formidable obstacle to access the converted warehouse on the outskirts of Berlin, by a small river, across the field and over a 6ft chain-link fence that Mikey and I scaled just before reaching the blue door. And even if your paperwork showed the required viral load qualifications, if Carsten didn’t like your look, or somehow thought you were faking being toxic to get in, he’d throw you out before you even get in the door. Nobody argued with Carsten. As these prerequisites were explained to me back home by my friend Clay who is a veteran of the Nachladen parties. Certainly, Mikey and I, both of us still neg after almost a year of chasing HIV, weren’t going to get in. But we were going to, in Berlin, stopping there on a train trip of Europe, and we beseeched Clay to try to get us in. “Sorry, Chris, chasers like you two aren’t welcome at the Recharge Party (using the rough English translation for “Nachladen.)” You gotta convert to HIV POZ first, and then you need proof of toxicity, like recent lab results to show them from your phone. Carsten will never let you in. He is one mean muthafucker, especially when he’s pounding a load from his poisoned cock into you.” Mike and I were dejected by this, of course, especially since in the last few years, more and more guys have openly and unashamedly chased the upgrade to POZ status - any gay street fair you go, or even this WeHo coffee shop we’re sitting in, is chock-a-block with guys festooned with biotats: Radiocative Symbols, Scorpions, Biohazard signs, or just the words “positive” or “HIV Inside.,” Our statuses have both stubbornly remained “negative,” despite Clay’s repeated breedings of us both. Clay, of course, was famously pozzed by his uncle Randy and a few of Randy’s high-viral fuck buddies at an infamous Tahoe conversion party, where 14 chasers got into the poz brotherhood in a single weekend. But Clay’s best efforts at converting me and Mikey had still not resulted in the desired outcome…Time after time, our home tests came up with just 1 line – negative…we had both been off PrEP for about a year, so why the conversion wasn’t happening was a mystery to us as we had been steadily taking loads from Clay, exclusively so he could claim us as his first converts and get on the road to the X tatted on his body, signifying 10 successful pozzings. Clay took his meds for awhile, but missed out on all the pozzing fun his buddies got to have, so he’s been med free for over a year now. Despite that, Clay had been frustrated by his apparent inability to poz us, and resolved to go to Berlin to the infamous Nachladen party to pick up a few more strains, or maybe the elusive HIV1/HIV2 combo, or even the rarer, legendary Cuban strain. A few months back, he took his first trip to Berlin, and since then, he’s been going every month for their famous bacchanal of HIV…guys celebrating the brotherhood of HIV/AIDS surrounded by their own kind…You can poz all the chasers you want outside Nachladen, but you can’t bring them in to the party. One day, he emailed over the secret link to the party and Mikey and I devoured the page: NACHLADEN: The ONLY POZ-TOXIC party in Berlin. You must be certified not just HIV POZ, but also TOXIC : WE CHECK YOUR VIRAL LOAD. We require .pdf or paper copies of your recent lab results, to even be eligible to attend. Once certified as toxic, you will be added to our distribution list and our event coordinator Carsten will be reaching out to each of you personally for more details. If you’re non-positive, you are not allowed to attend. This party is only for proven, high-viral TOXIC men to recharge each other, without the pressure of trying to poz up chasers. You can reach out to our members individually to poz up, but until then you can’t attend NACHLADEN. The website went on to offer member info for those who were available to pozzing up chasers. A small thumbnail pic and a unique Member ID linked to an anonymized email address for each toxic breeder. It also suggested neg guys looking for upgrades to POZ check out the “BREED” party at Noxon Club in Las Palmas or reach out to one of “The Ten,” tox guys who tattoo an X for every 10 neg holes they poz up. There, a link took the user to The Ten’s subscription newsletter, run by Clay’s Uncle Randy, a veteran pozzer with over 150 men proudly converted to HIV by him, as evidenced by the 15 dark Xs branded across his mid-section. How many more no-questions-asked guys he pozzed in bathhouses and sex parties will never truly be known. He retired from the pozzing game, started meds and settled down with his husband Tom, but he kept the dream alive for guys through his page. “But we’ve been through “The Ten” already,” Mikey protested, as I silently nodded in agreement, and since we’re already going to Berlin, I want to the chance to poz up for real at the mecca for toxic HIV/AIDS fuckers!” Mikey loves challenges, and he was determined to get into Nachladen come hell or highwater, wanting the chance to upgrade courtesy of some prime HIV high-viral toxic dudes. “The party in Las Palmas has too many chasers and not enough truly tox guys. I hear Nachladen has guys in all stages of HIV infection. That’s what I want!” “It’s very German,” Mikey said to me one evening, scanning the webpage and holding my neg cock with his other hand, while my hand reached down his shorts and started playing with his sweet neg hole. Viewing this webpage for the infamous Nachladen party got us both hard and ready to fuck. “We just need an ‘in,’” he said, casually stripping off his 5” inseam shorts and freeing his thick 8-inch cock from them. “Someone who works there, or one of their suppliers, maybe,” he added, lubing up his fat neg cock and bending me over, mounting me and thrusting it into my hole in one motion. I took Mikey’s fuck like the joyous experience it always is. Mikey and I are total best friends united in the goal of going poz, and then hopefully getting X’d up good for every 10 successful gifted infections, and, yeah, we love each other as well and expect to spend our lives together as POZ partners, fulfilling our destiny to charge up as many as we could along the way. As he’s fucking me, his fat cock slamming into me, he has an idea (he does his best thinking with his cock in a hole, or vice-versa.) “Their main sponsor is Energie Lube,” he says breathlessly as his balls tighten and begin spraying my insides with his cum. Shuddering a few times as he deposits the last few drops in me, he says “Let’s find out some info on them.” We quickly switch positions…Mikey’s hard cock and breeding of my hole has got me ready to blow as well. With only some spit on my cock, I flip him around and send it straight up his 21-year old neg hole and only after a few deep strokes, I send my load into him, slamming my cock deeper to get out the last drops of seed. “If only these were poz loads,” I bemoan, but my partner Mikey is already plotting his moves to crash the Nachladen party. A couple days later, he meets me in the coffee shop on Sunset Blvd – the one where Uncle Randy pozzed all the baristas one summer. “I’ve got it,” Chris,’ he announces, sitting down with is cold brew. Energie Lube is a German company and I reached out to their visual marketing editor…I found him on BZ and I’ve already made plans to hook up with him once we get to Berlin. He’s a hot AIDS fucker named Wolfgang. Once I get to take his fuck, I’ll turn on the old charm and he’ll be the key to us getting into the Recharge Party. And, at least according to his BZ profile, he’s majorly toxic right now. “How are you going to get him to help us,?” I asked. Mikey, leaned back in his chair and spread his legs. His fat pierced cock flopped out of the leg of his gymshorts, making no effort to hide it from view. Not that anyone cared – this was West Hollywood, after all. He just laughed and pointed to his expanding cock. “And if that doesn’t do it, he can always drop a load of HIV in my neg hole. Then, I’ll ask him to get us in.” “You and your schemes,” I said, reaching over to give him a deep kiss. “That monster in your shorts is getting me horned up. Let’s go home and fuck” --2 WEEKS LATER— We arrive at Wolfgang’s apartment on the perimeter of the old Friedrichshain neighborhood of what used to be East Berlin. Mikey is in his shortest shorts and a barely there tank top, while I’m in some leather gear I picked up at the leather shop in L.A. run by Randy’s fuckbud Ron (another of Randy’s many poz progeny). Wolfgang buzzes us up and soon we’re on the 4th floor and he opens the door. I immediately peg him as a veteran of many years poz status…his lean body showing some appararent wasting signs but still musculature ripples along his torso which is bedecked with poz tats. A fat, pierced uncut cock surrounded by a thick metal cock ring and 2 or 3 metal ball weights completes the look. Wolfgang apparently doesn’t speak a whole lot of English and as we are wordlessly led to the bedroom, he motions for us to strip out of our clothes. In his bedroom, well, there was no bed, just a black rubber-clad mattress on the floor and a couple of slings along the wall, he held up a toothbrush and motioned for us each to get into a sling. By this point, no words still had been spoken, in any language. Wolfgang stroked his long toxic weapon and played with his nipple rings while Mikey and I each scampered into the slings. “Which one first?” he finally uttered, in heavily-accented English, and before we had a chance to answer he approached Mikey and stuck the brush up Mikey’s waiting neg hole. Mikey and I have both been brushed like this before many times by Clay and other hot poz guys hoping their deathseed blooms inside us, so my bestie Mikey took the brush in stride, writhing with pleasure as it scraped his asswalls and prepared itself for a toxic flooding from Wolfgang’s hard cock. He has Energie-lubed his German sausage up and without a further word, drives it deep up my boyfriend’s pussy. Mikey throws his head back in pleasure with maybe a little pain as well but he soon acclimates to the fuck and Wolfgang is now pounding his AIDS-pole deep into Mikey’s guts. It was then I noticed the toothbrush hadn’t been removed…Wolfgang was fucking and brushing Mikey’s mancunt at the same time. Mikey was reeling in pleasure at this anal invasion of cock and brush, and Wolfgang reared back and uttered a long string of words in guttural German, and exploded into Mikey’s cunt with what looked like 8 or 9 pulsations of infected seed. Finally pulling his dripping hog out of Mikey’s blown-out and brushed manhole, Wolfgang confidently strode over to me in my sling and without a word or a touch of his hand on my helicoptering cock, he plunged his unmedicated dick deep into my guts. In his hand was the toothbrush, the same one used on Mikey and that went up my cunt as well, Wolfgang doing his best to bring us both into the POZ brotherhood right then and there. Despite breeding my bud Mikey 5 minutes ago, his cock showed no signs of abating and now he’s slamming it into me, the sling swinging back on every downthrust in my brushed pussy. The wasted German man could at last hold out no more, and with another string of utterances and a low grunt, he pulsed 9 shots of his AIDS-cum into my hole. My cock, swirling back and forth and around and around, explodes with 7 shots of my neg cum shooting straight up into the air…Wolfgang getting splashed on his cheek with most of it – his tongue curling out of his mouth to collect the salty prize. Exhausted, Mikey and I both lay there for a few minutes before Wolfgang helps us down and we move over to the mattress on the floor. His demeaner has changed now and at last he speaks, in accented English. “You boys like that? Give me a few minutes and I’ll be able to go again” So 15 minutes later, we repeat the process, with Wolfgang loading each of us up again with more deadly HIV, and we are well and truly wiped out by now. He brings us some water and we get to talking. He actually speaks English better than we thought at first. He founded the Energie Lube company there in Berlin a few years ago and supplies most of the German sex clubs, including the infamous Berghain and of course, the recharge fest for toxic dudes that is Nachladen. Energie-Lube has a proprietary formula, he claims, that helps cocks stay hard longer and rebound quicker. The subject turns to Nachladen: “I’ve been poz for over 10 years,” and even though we love infecting chasers like you two boys, the party just lets us hang with out brothers without the pressure or competition to impregnate.” “How toxic are you?” I ask, thinking of the two massive loads of his poison seed up my butt at the moment. “Oh, very toxic. I don’t know how you measure it, but yeah, I’m totally able to poz you guys up…maybe this was the day!” After a long conversation and then he even poured us some wine and fixed us some food, we excused ourselves to shower off. Mikey, looking for some shampoo, but also being a nosy little twink, opens Wolfgang’s bathroom cabinet and recoils at what he sees, grabbing a pill bottle to show me. “It’s fucking PrEP!” he exclaims, showing me the bottle, written in English from a pharmacy, not in Germany, but in…Connecticut. The label clearly states “pre-exposure prophylaxis regimen.” “And Wolfgang isn’t Wolfgang…he’s William and he’s from fucking Connecticut!,” Mikey tells me, shaking the pill bottle at me “Do you know what this means?” “He lied about being toxic…Hell, he’s not even POZ!” we both shout. “This is fantastic” Mikey says, to my bewilderment. “Just the knowledge we need to get into that club.” --END OF PART 1--

This was on Wednesday. So. I believe I mentioned this guy a while back. I mentioned after playing with someone I see regularly and spend time with them. That I went to a bookstore and played around and told him about it and he found it hot. While I was there that night I ran into a very sexy older bear. He had a lightly trimmed beard that was full white. He had a beautiful furry chest and was a very passionate and frantic fucker. Like literally. He was fucking me all over the place in that room and he had a nice thick curved cock. He didn't breed me but we exchanged contact information. We've talked a bit every so often and he decided to come visit since he's from out of town. We decided to meet at a bar. I arrived to the bar and waited for him so I ordered a non alcoholic drink. I had some intentions with the bar but found out that it wouldn't become more "fun" until later. Damn. He arrived and I was so happy to see him. We both kissed each other passionately and hugged. He said he had take a piss so I followed him. Part of the bar was closed off for some reason I guess some event. So we went to another bathroom. This was more of an open bathroom with a toilet seat and a urinal. He kissed me when we got in the bathroom. I thought he had to go but he grabbed his hard dick and started kissing me more. Before I knew it I felt his hard cock in his pants pressed against my leg. He grabbed my cock which was hard and also slipped his hand underneath my shorts. He realized I was wearing a jockstrap. I felt his hard on and I looked at him. I kinda looked around nervously but I pulled down his pants and took out his cock. I took his cock into my mouth which was mostly hard and started sucking him. His cock felt so good. I love the curve on his cock and he was getting fully hard. While I was sucking him he pulled me up. He was saying he wanted my ass. God I love how hot and direct he is. I pulled down my shorts and exposed my ass to him in the bar bathroom. I spit on my hole and leaned down. He pressed his hard cock against my hole and started to push in. This would be the first of MANY times this man fucked me that night. He pushed in further and I started to moan. I tried to relax on him but damn his dick was nice and thick. He started fucking me and I was loving it. When I said previously he has kinda frantic fucking. I meant he will fuck for a while but won't really have a fast rhythm just I guess his own rhythm and then he'd stop and change positions. His goal wasn't to fuck and cum his goal was to fuck and keep fucking. He pulled me off his dick and he sat on the toilet seat. His cock was sticking straight up. I walked towards him and squatted down on his cock and felt his cock sink deeper into me. Ugh he felt so damn good. I started riding his dick when I forgot the door wasn't even really closed. The same bartender that I got my drink from came in saying "Good Lord!". I panicked and started to get up. He said "Oh no I don't care what you two do but maybe close the bathroom door next time. I'm not sure what he was doing if he was changing out something but I resumed to sit on the country bear's cock while the guy was still in there. He left a minute or so after he genuinely did not seem like he was trying to sneak a peak was just doing his job I guess. After me riding him for a while he pulled off and we went back to kissing. We decided to go the patio area. We sat on a chair and just layed against each other and talked a little. We were kinda talking about where to go next. I knew there was an event going on and asked if he wanted to go. He said he was up for whatever especially since we both needed a place to play. He got a drink and drank it and then we left and headed to "that" event. We parked and went outside. I felt honored? Should I have for giving him a tour? Ah who knows. But anyways I kinda guided him and showed him the second and third floor. I showed him more of the third floor. I stripped and was wearing nothing but a jock strap and a vest. I thought about some of the things here and basically showed him the fuck bench area. He seemed to like it. He sat on it and I got on my knees sucking his cock. He was groaning and moaning and was rock hard in no time. I bent over the fuck bench and braced myself for his hard thick country bear cock invading my hole. Fuck his dick felt so good fucking me. He pulled out a few times but he kept fucking me altogether. We then changed around and I layed on the fuck bench. I realized it had a little head rest so it might be more intended for getting fucked on the back to replace a sling maybe. He wasted no time fucking me on my back. I was moaning and groaning out. He was fucking thick and there were a few guys watching. I was wondering if I was going to make him cum but it didn't happen. He pulled out and we started making out again. We both looked at the dark room area for a moment and decided not to. We went over the couches. He mentioned previously he wanted to fuck me face down. Well now here was his chance. We both sort of stripped a little more and got on the leather couch. We were making out a little bit and then I got on all fours on the leather couch. He shoved his hard country bear dick back in me. Getting fucked on all fours felt so damn hot. At one point he told me to put one of my legs down on the floor. I did and this gave him more ways to maneuver. I felt him a little deeper in me in this position and was loving it. He pulled out and told me to get on my belly. I did and was fucking me on my belly. Damn it's been a while since i've been fucking like that. I stuck my ass up in the air for him and he loved fucking me. I felt like I was on such another level getting fucked by this sexy country bear in the fun place. I had no idea how much fun I'd have a little bit later at that moment. We took a break and decided to both piss but for real this time. After pissing we passed by the dark room area and still decided not to. We passed by the leather couches again and more action was gone on. He commented that there is like 1 or 2 tops he's seen here this whole time and everyone else is pretty much a bottom. That sounds just about right. Speaking of for the event it was not a huge turn out. Very surprised considering what the event is known for and how packed it was last time. We decided to go on a leather couch in a different area. This time he layed on his back. I got on top of him and straddled him and felt his raw cock sink into me again. It never gets old. I used the sort of rails around the couches or back boards to give myself some balance. I started to ride his cock and he stopped me for a moment and proceeded to fuck me. He felt so good sitting on top of his cock. We heard moans and groans and grunts and saw that guys around us were fucking. He continued to fuck me and I continued to ride him. I swear at least once I think he was going to cum but he somehow stopped himself. We both got up and I decided to get dressed. We both headed down to the second floor. But we decided to check out the first one too. I showed him a dark area with glory holes and he though it was probably fun. I took him to another area where there was a platform with glory holes. I explained essentially a top goes on on the platform and in the glory holes the guys have to stand to suck off the guy sticking the dick through the hole. He thought this was hot. We decided to try this initiated by me. He went on the platform and stuck his dick through the hole. I started sucking him. This was a great angle to suck him and not like I need a reason to suck him but damn it did make it hot and more fun. We decided to leave that area and decided to go the second floor. This was one of our..destinations (lol) since we got there. There were a few rooms with nylon or plastic like beds to lay down on and fuck. But everything was open no doors. We decided to go into one of those rooms. We both stripped and we both got to for the first time lay with each other and cuddle for a moment or two. We both kissed and playing with each other's bodies and enjoyed each other's company. He got hard pretty fast and before I knew it I was on my back and he was on the edge of the bed fucking me. Fuck this felt really comfortable and my hole still felt tight. While he was fucking me another guy came in. To my surprise he kinda encouraged the guy to come over. The other guy was pretty furry and hairy and had a nice trimmed beard. He told the guy to fuck me. The guy was already stroking his cock and was rock hard. I awaited eagerly and felt the stranger push his cock in me. Fuck he was a little thicker then the country bear who was fucking me. He seemed to really want to fuck too. He fucked me for a good while and I was shouting out and moaning. The country bear top decided to get on the bed while the stranger was fucking me and face fucked me. The guy pulled out suddenly and thanked us and left. The country bear went back to fucking me. He said he noticed my hole was wetter. He asked if the guy came in me. I said I wasn't sure I didn't feel it but maybe precum. The country bear said my hole was tight before but now it's wet not loose just wet. Regardless he was able to fuck me more and seemed to enjoy it more with my hole being wet. He continued to fuck me until another man kinda came in. This man that was watching us was huge. He seemed to be an older salt and pepper bear. But he dressed more old fashioned style clothing. It was really hot and he also had a hot cap or beret. He had a long long grey salt and pepper beard. This time I kinda motioned him over. He had a massively fucking thick cock. Like it was almost beer can size and it the way it looked and was shaped was a little different. It's like there was a thicker part to it. Hard to explain. But anyways he smiled at me and he seemed to like me stroking his cock. The country bear fucking me asked if he wanted to fuck me and he said yeah. I will not lie i was a little nervous. The amount of thickness his cock had was insane. I knew this long bearded daddy was going to split me open. I felt his cock head push into my hopefully wet ass and started to get nervous. I tried to relax and to my surprise I felt my hole getting stretched a little bit. I felt his cock starting to partially stretch me open. I groaned and winced as he wasn't all the way inside me but most of his thick cock was inside me. Fuck this man was massive. I cried out as he started fucking me. The insane thing is that he wasn't fully in me but he felt so fucking huge. I just literally braced for impact and tried to relax my hole as the hot long bearded man took his time to fuck me and he seemed to enjoy it. He wanted to fuck me on all fours. Of course I flipped over and got on all fours with no hesitation. I felt his fucking massively thick cock start to stretch me open again. I could partially feel the entirety of his cock starting to invade me more. He continued to fuck me without pushing all of him in me. He kept fucking me for a while and then he suddenly stopped. His cock was a little deflated when he pulled out I wonder if he was came in me. He smiled at me and thanked the country top and walked away. The country bear top went back to fucking me. While he was fucking me he commented although my ass opened up more and seemed to like it. Our fun hairy chested stranger returned. This time the country top and him kinda had some passionate moments and they were playing a little. The stranger didn't fuck me this time but we all kinda played and I sucked his cock and the top played with his nipples. We all had fun and then he said he had to go. Me and the country bear played more an fucked more. He also sucked my dick some. I actually kinda wanted to fuck the country top but he said he wasn't prepped for that. He is a top I think so I mean that's understandable. But he did say he wouldn't be against being fucked by me. Love to fuck tops I dunno why but it's so fun even though they might not really be a top. After more fucking and playing we both decided to get dressed and leave. We decided to go back to the bar we initially met at since no cover charge. We both got drinks non alcoholic he could have had one but I guess he was trying to support me which is nice at least. This time the bar was fully opened up. We danced a little on the dance floor and then I showed him the dark area. We both started making out in the dark room and I got on my knees again to suck his cock. I started to see a few guys around or become more known at least. When he had enough of me sucking him he pulled me up and I bent over. Fucking sexy country bar fucked me in the bar. I was loving it. While we were playing some random bearded top came over. He seemed to be interesting so I sucked him while the country bear was fucking me. He seemed to enjoy getting sucked. He was pretty cute too. The top pulled off me and he interacted with the other top. They both made out a little and played with each other's bodys which was hot. I on the other hand was on my knees servicing this new man. He seemed to be enjoying it. I turned around and he shoved his hard raw dick up my ass. Damn my ass still felt kinda tight but he seemed to be having fun fucking me. Eventually he found someone else and in that area and they went off too play. We left the room after playing for a bit. I said I had to pee so we went to the urinal troff. After I pissed I got on my knees and started suck off the country bear in the urinal troff area. He said he was coming close to cumming. He started cumming and I could taste it in my mouth. Fuck it tasted so good. I bent over and he shoved his hard dick in me again. This time I could feel cum filling me. It felt so fucking hot. He pulled off and I sucked his dick until it deflated. He fucking came in my mouth and ass how fucking hot. After that we both decided that it was getting late and to call it a night. We got a bite to eat at a dinner and enjoyed briefly reminiscing of the incredible night we just had. Going from a normal place after being at the the place we were at and then the bar felt a little jarring initially. After eating we briefly kissed and said goodbye. The sexy country bear said he looks forward to visiting again. I went home and reflected a little on the evening. Just absolutely insane evening. I can't believe that we fucked in the bathroom at the bar and in different positions and going to that event. Even though the event was somewhat dead it was a great play place and I can't believe all the places and how many times he fucked me. And near the end him being open to playing with other guys both having them fuck me, me sucking them, and watching him play with them too. So fucking hot. Just didn't think something like that was ever possible. Maybe, possibly that's why it's good if you meet someone at a place like that and stay in contact. They can't ever really judge you for being whorish or playing around at places like that because they themselves met you there. I look forward to seeing the out of town country bear again. Loads Taken - 1/2 Mouth/Ass Potentially got bred at the other place by two guys but uncertain.

Holy Goodness, what a beauty... 🤤🤤🤤

FWB came over with some of his Buddies, they ran a train on me all cumming inside me then all went again but second time pissing in me instead of cum

I used to belong to a club, now defunct, called Wisconsin Bares. They've been gone for years. But started in 89 as a BB Nude play group. It evolved to be tame and social, and eventually disbanded. Being poz and coming to understand that I am just a ton more comfortable with fellow poz guys (or guys who truly don't fret it). I would be the host in the greater Milwaukee metropolitan area. I have always been a barebacker, and I don't really want to host sex parties where we all enjoy bareback fun with each other, taking responsibility for our own sexual health as we see fit. As I would be the host, guys coming would have to be comfortable with me being poz not undetectable as I plan to be an active participant. Which isn't to confuse my purpose as a host, which is man to man sexual pleasure open to all the others there. Not sure how/where I'll make it known. I suppose in these weird times maybe I should just suggest guys contact me about my events via email? I'm looking for some feedback. Am I probably barking up a tree that won't go anywhere?

I’ve always gone to gloryholes been fucked anon that way. Lately the idea of some random man walking into my apartment and finding me ready to take a cock has turned me on so i thought i would try my luck. I removed my profile details from grindr and sniffies and just changed my name to “anon cumdump” not expecting much but it turned into me taking 8 loads yesterday. got a few messages on both apps right away. Guy 1: Athletic build, mid 30s visiting from a smaller neighboring town to get groceries. messages me saying “i need to dump a load” I let him know that im lubed up waiting with my door unlocked and ready to take his dick. “can i breed you?” he asks. I respond with yes please. about 2 minutes later i hear my door open and close and footsteps approach the bedroom. I arch my back exposing my lubed hole. He slaps his semi on my hole a few time to get himself hard. I feel him slide in. if i had to guess he was probably around 6 inches. not too thick. he gives me about 8-9 pumps before he tells me he’s gonna cum. I feel his cock pulse in my hole. As soon as he knows he’s got all his nut in me, he pulls out and heads out the door. Guy 2: Hits me up on grindr. He’s in his 40s and has profile pic up. Not really a looker but i don’t care. “you still taking loads?” “yeah, do you want dump yours in me?” “i do” I text him my address and 5 minutes later the door opens. He’s in my bedroom and i hear him undo his belt jeans. I feel his tongue on my cummy, lubed hole. he fucks me with his tongue a bit before i feel him plunge his cock in me. probably around the same size as the last one. He only lasts about 5 pumps before he’s grunting and unloading deep inside me. Guy 3: 65 year old from sniffles. Stated he hasn’t fucked anyone in years and need to unload. I send him the address and he’s in the door within a minute (turns out he’s a neighbor) he slides a fat thick in me and holds still for a few seconds. I feel him pulsing in me. He came as soon as he was in me. he says “sorry” and leaves. I message him reassuring him that we both got what we wanted and he’s welcome in me anytime. Guy 4. Mid 40s. single dad visiting. Had some time away from the kids and messaged me to on grindr to unload. “haven’t nutted in ages, you want an 8 inch dick in you?” “Hell yes i do.” i send him the address and he’s there in 10 minutes. he walks in and pulls me by the hips closer off the bed. He starts tasting my hole and the loads other men have shot in me up to this point. His tongue is then replaced with his dick and he wasn’t lying. definitely felt all 8 inches. He fucks my sloppy hole for a little over a minute before loudly grunting and moaning while shooting his seed deep inside my sloppy hole. “fuck boy” he says as he pulls his cock out guy 5: late 30s, someone i’ve talked to on and off since i was 18. (he had no idea it was me. 😈) I ask him if he needed a warm place to cum and he says yes. “let me shower first.” i respond with “no need just stop by.” “you dirty fucker i’m on my way” he shows up about 15 minutes later. I can smell his gym musk while he’s standing behind me lining his cock up with my hole. he slides in and feels how wet i am. “how many loads are you in right now.” “4 sir” he pulls out for a second. “taste these loads on my cock.” he shoves his cock in my mouth. “clean that dick slut” He fucks my mouth about before sliding back into my hole. He fucks me for about a minute and tells me he’s gonna give me my 5th load. He pumps in me with his cock halfway in my hole. he pulls out slowly and some of his load, and the loads previous trickle out of my hole. Guy 6 messaged me with no profile info on grindr. “addres?” i give it to him and 10 minutes later he’s inside me. he’s got what feels like a big dick. thick too. He fucks me for a good 3 minutes and then silently pulses in me. Guy 7 48 year old married man messaged on sniffles saying he needed to cum really bad. “i’ve got a few loads in me if you don’t mind” “i’m married so maybe just a blow job” i wanted his load in my ass but who am i to refuse a man a place to cum. I send him my address and he’s here in about 5 minutes. I go to reposition my self so i can suck him but feel two hands on my hips before i can move. I feel his cock start to enter me. “I changed my mind im adding my load to that hole.” “thank you sir.” i reply. he pumps into me about 9-10 times and pulls my hips deep into him and lets out a loud moan. Guy 8: 40 year old bear type also living in the neighborhood. he messaged me on sniffies and i sent him my address. “damn i live a few doors down.” he’s here in seconds. He sees the loads overflowing out of my hole. He plunges a 9 inch cock into my mess of a hole. He tells me i feel so good. He cums deep inside me. Pulling out some more loads as his cock pulls out. Guy 9: last load of the day. 60 year old married daddy. “ how many loads boy?” “8 sir.” “damn you’re sloppy aren’t you?” yes sir. I send him my address and he’s here in 6 minutes. he stretches my already loose hole with a thick cock. “do you like that daddy cock in your young hole?” yes daddy.” I say in a whimpered voice. “you want daddy to give you another load boy?” “yes please daddy shoot deep in me.” “here it comes boy.” he grunts and tells me to take his load. I do so with a smile on my face. he pulls out and is on his way. as i am writing this i still feel some left over cum in my hole although with how sloppy i got most of it came out yesterday. I love being a warm place for men to cum.

Can’t resist posting some more I love my dick. It’s not the biggest or the thickest but lotsa guys love suckn it…

Everyone should decide when they are ready for sex and not when its legal age who decide for them.

Would you mind coming over on Nextdoor and reinforcing that to the Karens who think the Guidelines shouldn't apply to them? The past two days (we can all imagine why) have made the LGBT Politics threads here look downright meek. Some of the things that get said from behind a keyboard on a literally hyper-local (read: down the same block in the same subdivision) neighborhood-focused network make you think they have the intelligence of a baseball score. Especially in a state with Constitutional Carry laws. ____________________________ Yes you have First Amendment rights. Keep in mind that everyone also has Second Amendment rights.

In the gangbang of my dreams, the Tops are all competing to do the nastiest and most degrading things possible to me. Constantly trying to one up eachother and sharing ideas and bonding over improving their craft. Not a care or concern for me. I am just a blank canvass for their abuse. Some stupid, naive, spoiled brat who wanted to be the center of attention because of his sexy feminine looks. In way over my head with no going back. No escape. These men only care that Im a virgin because they see me as something pretty to destroy. An object for them to discover the limits of their abuse with no regard for mine. So many men there that my mind just breaks. Me going from arrogant, virgin princess to pleading, crying victim to pathetic, begging cockwhore bimbo. Following every nasty demand to the delight of the Gods that they have become. Its a scene I can never get out of my head.

I'm assuming that when he said "It's done" that he ensured the bottom would convert by giving him a blood slam... or will he make the young man another offer of sex for money that he will find difficult to refuse? I hope it doesn't end here as the story line was excellent and very well written.

Dan’s thumb hovered over the send button, his heart pounding as he stared at the text he’d just typed in answer to Jimmy's question about what he'd said during their four way with Carl. “Yeah, I’m serious,” he wrote, then hesitated. His fingers trembled as he added, “But I’m still scared.” He hit send, the words disappearing into the void of Jimmy’s inbox. The weight of his admission pressed on his chest, a mix of excitement and terror that left him breathless. The reply came almost instantly, as if Jimmy had been waiting. “Come over Sunday afternoon. Bring your PrEP. We’ll talk.” By Sunday, Dan’s nerves had twisted into a knot. He clutched his bottle of PrEP like a talisman as he rang the doorbell to Jimmy and Jason’s place. The door swung open, revealing Jimmy’s freckled face and a smirk that sent a shiver down Dan’s spine. “About time,” Jimmy said, stepping aside to let him in. “Jason’s in the kitchen. We’ve got something to propose.” Jason stood by the counter, his athletic frame casual yet commanding. He glanced up from the lockbox in his hands, his brown eyes locking onto Dan’s. Jimmy placed the lockbox on the table, its metal surface cold and unyielding. “Here’s the deal. We’re putting our meds in here. You put in your PrEP and promise not to get a refill. You get the key. If you don’t unlock it, in six weeks, our viral loads will be infectious and you’ll be barebacking with us, no protection. But if you change your mind before then, you open it, and we all start our meds again. Your choice.” Dan’s hands shook as he took the key, its weight heavier than its size suggested. “What if… what if I can’t do it?” Jason’s voice was firm but not unkind. “Then you open the box. But if you’re serious about this, you’ll find you want to stick it out. Discover which you end up choosing. That’s all we’re asking.” Dan nodded, his throat dry. “Okay. I’ll do it.” They placed their meds inside, the click of the lockbox sealing their pact. Jason clapped Dan on the shoulder, his grip tight. “Good. Now, let’s celebrate. We’re taking you to the baths. Sunday’s the perfect day—older crowd, more poz guys. You’ll fit right in.” The baths were a labyrinth of steam and shadows, the air thick with the scent of chlorine and desire. Dan clung to Jimmy and Jason as they navigated the dimly lit halls, his heart racing. The whispers of men echoed around them, the occasional moan breaking through the haze. “Relax,” Jimmy murmured, his hand brushing Dan’s lower back. “You’re safe here. And you’re gonna love it.” They led him to a private room, the door closing behind them with a soft click. Jason pressed Dan against the wall, his lips brushing his ear. “Ready to be shared?” Dan’s breath hitched as Jason’s hands roamed down his body. “Y-yes,” he managed, his voice trembling. Jimmy stepped forward, his green eyes dark with desire. “Good boy.” They took turns with him, their mouths and hands mapping every inch of his body. Jason’s cock slid into him first, slow and deliberate, his biohazard tattoo glinting in the low light. Dan gasped, his nails digging into Jason’s shoulders as he adjusted to the stretch. “That’s it,” Jason growled, his thrusts steady and deep. “Take it all.” Jimmy watched, his cock hard and leaking as he stroked himself. “My turn next. But first…” He leaned in, kissing Dan fiercely, their tongues tangling as Jason fucked him harder. The room grew hotter, the sounds of their bodies slapping together filling the space. Dan’s moans were raw, his inhibitions melting away as he surrendered to the pleasure. When Jason pulled out, Jimmy slid in, his uncut cock filling Dan completely. “Fuck, you’re nice and smooth,” Jimmy groaned, his hands gripping Dan’s hips. “Perfect for what we’ve got planned.” They moved as one, their rhythms syncing as they shared Dan’s body, their cocks sliding in and out of him with abandon. Dan’s head fell back, his breath ragged as he teetered on the edge of orgasm. “Not yet,” Jason commanded, his fingers brushing Dan’s leaking hole. “We’re taking you out there. Let everyone see what a good slut you are.” Dan’s eyes widened, but he nodded, his body trembling with anticipation. They led him to the main orgy area, the steam swirling around them as they found an open space. Jason pushed Dan to his knees, his cock thrusting into Dan’s mouth as Jimmy positioned himself behind, sliding back into Dan’s eager hole. The whispers of the crowd grew louder, the air electric with voyeuristic desire. Dan’s mouth worked around Jason’s cock, his moans muffled as Jimmy pounded into him from behind. Hands reached out, touching, exploring, as strangers joined in, their cocks pressing against Dan’s chest, his back, his face. “That’s it,” Jimmy panted, his voice hoarse. “Take it all. Show them what you are.” Dan’s eyes fluttered closed, his body a conduit for their pleasure. He was no longer just Dan—he was their slut, their toy, their soon to be poz whore. The presence of the key back in the locker felt like a promise, a pact sealed in sweat and cum. Jason and Jimmy yielded Dan's ass to a series of other guys. Most of them were decades older. Some in good shape, others less so. As he took their cocks, Jason or Jimmy would take turns murmuring in his ear urging him to ride that poz cock or milk that poz load. He was moved around the room, to the sling and then the fuck bench. By the end of the afternoon Dan had taken 8 loads and felt very slutty. As the afternoon faded, Dan stood in the changing room, his breath ragged, his body still buzzing from the encounter. He stared at the key in his hand, its metal surface cool against his palm. The choice he’d made felt heavier now, the consequences more real. Six weeks. He closed his fist around the key, the weight of it settling deep in his chest. The fear was still there, but so was the excitement, the thrill of the unknown. He was no longer a neg guy on PrEP—he was something more, something wilder, something free.

I too was fucked raw by a massuer who loved my cyclist butt. It started with him rubbing close to my hole and evertime he got close i would lift my arse up and also spread my legs further. He then brushed over my hole and poured some oil into my hole. He massaged his fingers in and then got on top and slowly put his cock in and started to fuck me. This was before prep, and he just continued and then blew his load into my hole. It was damn hot. I went home and fucked the mrs and had the cum leaking out of my arse, which she didn't notice. Love to find another massuer to massage and breed my hole.

I may not be hung but I certainly make up for up in thickness.

Excellent!!! Thanks!!!

I was craving some action yesterday. It had been awhile since I've gotten some cock and cum. I have been caged for a week and was beyond horny. Still am. 😉 I cleaned out and made my way to an adult video store that is usually good for some action. Parking lot was full, so I was getting excited walking to the door. Picked my movie and went to check the rooms. Found one between 2 closed doors and made my way in. As luck would have it, the occupants on both sides were also bottoms. My locked cock is useless for them, so I went across the hall to a room with 2 gloryholes either side. The full parking lot was a mirage though, as most rooms were empty, including the 2 attached to my room. But as a good slut, I know to wait it out. My patience paid off, as about 20 mins later someone came in one of the rooms. He wasn't wasting any time, and immediately put his rock hard cock through the hole for me. It was a great cock, not huge, not crazy thick, but super hard and silky smooth. The gloryholes in this place are actually huge, like full cut outs in the walls. I dropped to my knees and gobbled him up, he was horny and grabbed my head to force that cock in deep. It was amazing to be gagging on his cock. I was getting him slobbery and wet, hoping he would want my ass too. And that he did. After maybe 5 mins he pulled back and signalled me to stand up. He grabbed my hips and turned me around and went right for my hole. I applied a small squirt of lube to my hole to assist, and he pushed right in balls deep. Fuck it was amazing and just what I needed. He pounded deep and hard for a few mins, but wanted more and asked to come in my room. The first words spoken. I quickly agreed, my door was already ajar. I moved the chair and bent over it waiting for him ass up. He came in and before he thrust back into me, he wiped the lube off my hole so it was dry, which I thought was weird at first. He then buried himself back in me hard. Thankfully the lube and his pre-cum were already inside me, and slid right in my silky hole perfectly. He fucked me deep and slow. It actually felt amazing and I loved that he wiped my hole dry first. He reached around me and felt my cage for the first time. He was fumbling with it, but when he realized what it was, I think it turned him on even more. My cock was dripping like crazy, I was a leaking mess. He started pounding me hard and fast. After only a few mins he buried himself deep and unloaded. I love feeling a cock pulse inside me. It puts me in slut heaven every time. He pulled out, wiped his cock off, said thanks and left. I think it was a total of 15 mins or so from the time he came into the store to when he was breeding my hole. Fuckin perfect!! I stayed for another 30 mins or so with my hole full of cum, but no one else came. Kept that load in me and drove home. But now I'm horny for more........back to the vid store or maybe a bath house in Toronto tonight!!!

It's nice to hearing ABS still exist in part of the world. I wondered into a ABS in the late '80's and discovered the gloryhole with anon partner servicing my cock. Some guy's gave me the best BJ in the world. But I got curious and soon dropped to my knees to taste other's cocks and loved the feel of other's cock down my throat...swallow other's hot loads into my gut. Yes, I too had become a cocksucker and loved it.

Your body- you and only you decide. Convert this vanilla group into a pig group! You will be our president.

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PRE: When government and world systems collapsed it was every man for himself. cities fell into ruin and war and rioting broke out. Civilization as it once was became no more. Now there are only the few- those who somehow managed to survive. Who live in the decaying ruins of what was once great cities. The Uber-wealthy live in the sphere, a protected dome of wealth and opulence where they want for nothing. For identification, the wealthy have a bar code on their wrist. ONE: He woke with a jolt. Immediately taking in his surroundings he realized he was still here. Still where he had been the past three days. The days ago he had woken up in this dingy room, lined with junk and had no memory. No memory of where he was, how he'd got there and most frighteningly of who he was. He had some kind of barcode on his wrist, he knew that. However, he had no idea what it meant. He clung to the hope that if he could find some way to get the barcode scanned he could be Identified- that somehow he could be helped. He'd spent most of the past few days like a rat in its hole, too scared to venture out. Scared of what he'd find. But now- he'd run out of the Liquid and food rations that had been in a pack at his side. He'd have to be brave. So he left the room. He moved through the city, passing by others who were as dirty and disheveled as he. Some looked violent, some looked lost. It all seemed foreign to him. He had no idea what he was going to do, how he was going to make it. How would he get by, eat, sleep, anything? "Hey, you- come in here. You'll like it here." A young woman beckoned to him. She was clean in this dirty wasteland. She stood in front of a warehouse building a sign read OASIS. "I don't have money" He said. She giggled in response, taking one of her many golden bangles from her wrist and placing it on his with a wink. "Go in to the bar- show them this and tell them Talia sent you, they'll take care of you." "But I-" "Don't you want to eat and drink? You'll like it here. Go!" She pushed him towards the door. The harsh summer sun fell away to a darkened nightclub. music blaring and lights blasting, seemingly unaware of the time of day. Bodies writhed danced against one another. it was packed. Everyone seemed to be in an altered state- unaware of their reality and blissed out, euphorically touching one another. He slowly weaved through the crowed to the bar. A bulky man stood behind it "What do you want?" "I- Um. Talia sent me?" he said, presenting the golden bangle. The barkeep smiled and went to a black leather door that stood by the door. He knocked three times and a slot opened at eye level. The barkeep held up the bangle. "Talia sent a new boy for Lucien" The slot closed. The barkeep tossed the bangle back to the confused boy then went back to wiping the bar down. The boy put the bangle on his wrist. Then the door crashed open and before he could look up to see who was coming a hood went over his head and gruff arms were grabbing him. A pinch to the neck- a shot. "What the hell?" He was out before they dragged him through the door. Lucien's thugs deposited the boy at his feet in his office. "Well, well, well. What have we here?" Lucien queried rhetorically as his men departed. Lucien made not of the boys clothes, dirty but new. not the rags he was used to seeing. They were OW. He wasn't from around here. "He's a beauty." Lucien noticed a bar code on his wrist. He got his illegally obtained scanner and scanned it. "The son of Paule V Rit?! Here in my little den of inequity?" He considered what his plan would be as he spoke to the unconscious boy before him. They are searching for you. I wonder what happens if they never find you. I was going to just make you into a go-go boy here. but no, you are too pretty and too high a prize for that. You are going to be my personal slave. Yes, I think that's what best fits this prince of the over world. To learn to be submissive little pig slut for his master." Luciens smirk grew into a grin on his handsome face as he began to weave the way he would ruin this boy. * He woke up. This time he was not in the same dingy room of the past three days. this time he woke up to a darker room. He was laying along one wall on a concrete slab. The room itself was more cell than room. It was only about 6x6 with no doors or windows. on the ceiling was a hatch. He was naked except for a black leather jockstrap, a collar and a gold bangle on his wrist. His wrist, had a black band tattooed around it where the barcode had been. Whatever information that barcode had held was now void to him. Where the fuck was he and what had he gotten himself into? Then there was a voice. "There is a bottle under your bed. You have 30 seconds to drink it down. DRINK." END PART ONE

Ugh, I hate when my carrier assigns me an IP Address from Texas, I'm nowhere Texas, I'm in Nevada a state that won't ban online porn, we haven't even banned real life prostitution at the state level. Have to jump on the vpn and pretend I'm SF.

16 here and I think that's fine. The bigger problem is age gap, because it would be legal for an adult my age with a 16 year old and there's a lot of issues with that. Some countries manage this by having age of consents, potentially higher than 16 but add rules for people being close in age, so for example the age of consent is 18 but they're not going to get involved with a 17 and 19 year old, but they would not be ok with a 17 and 37 year old. I recently had an experience with the youngest guy I've been with, he was 20. I am just old enough to be his dad. I asked extra questions and felt more comfortable that he actually wanted to be top. He wasn't my usual type to top me, but he was super keen to get his hands on a hairy guy old enough to be his dad and I was having a hard time to say no to that kind of energy, so we met up and was a good meet.

[think before following links] https://thisvid.com/videos/big-bear-fucked-by-huge-bbc/

Hey guys! Just an update. . . .Today was a FUN and unexpected Tuesday! Came home from the gym and just for fun jumped online to check messages. Had this guy message me I've been talking to but had yet to get together with and was like "Hey, don't suppose you'd be free too play, I'm passing through your area after a showing (he's a realtor) in your area?" Seeing that this guy is super hot and we've been trying to get together, I said "Sure!" and went to pretty up and get ready for him. Fifteen minutes later he was here and had me on all fours taking him from behind. Dude actually filled me three times and wanted to keep going but had to get back home to his BF. . . .We swapped texts and planning frequent visits now that we broke the ice! I got back online for a few and had ANOTHER guy message me and after a few minutes of chatting determined he and I had been together before a few years back til he moved but was back in the area. Twenty minutes later, I had him here eating me out (he loves pre-filled bottoms) for a bit and then my legs on his shoulders taking him for almost an hour!!! After he finished, he gave me his new number and asked if he could come by again this week!! I was like "Hell Yeah!" This week is off to a good start! 🙂

Here I was, middle of fucking nowhere. I wish I'd never bought this heap of shit. Third time it had broken down in the last two weeks. However, this time I also had no phone signal, it was getting dark and on a road in the hills with no passing traffic in the pissing rain. With minimal knowledge of anything mechanical I'd resigned myself to the fact, I was going to have a long walk in the dark. I donned my coat and set off, resigned to the fact I was at least ten miles from the nearest town. I'd been walking for maybe twenty minutes when I heard the sound of a car behind me, travelling in the same direction. I hoped, beyond hope they would take pity on me and give me a lift. As it got closer I stood in the middle or the road and waved frantically at the driver who, with no way of passing, save from driving over me didn't have much choice. The car was an old Landrover and behind the seat, a rough looking, well built man with a thick beard and cropped hair. "You the owner of that car back there" he said. "Yes, the fucking thing has broken down. You couldn't give me a ride to the next town could you" He just smiled and told me to get in. He said "Your soaked lad, I'm going home. Your welcome to come with me. You can phone the garage in Middlethorpe from there but, I doubt they'll be willing to come out until tomorrow. You can stay at mine tonight, get your clothes dry and have something to eat. Get it sorted tomorrow" I thanked him. What a nice guy and not unattractive. It felt great to be in the warmth of the old car. It was noisy and I could feel every bump but, I didn't care. After a few miles we turned left off the main road and made several turns on minor roads before coming to a dirt road and heading further into the hills. He told me he lived in an old farm house and that he'd sold off the farm land but retained the house. He had a very gruff, deep voice but was very amiable and friendy. After about ten minutes we pulled up outside a very old house. The wind was howling, the rain absolutely pelting down and it was pitch black and cold. We walked quickly to the front door which wasn't locked and entered. It was a little run down but, warm inside. The old stove in kitchen was putting out some serious heat and the room had a very homely feel. "Bathrooms upstairs lad. Have a shower or a bath if you want and I'll put your clothes over the stove to dry. I'll put on some stew. That'll warm you up" I didnt quite know what to do so I said Thankyou your very kind. I'll bring my clothes down after Ive had a shower. Do you have something I can put on" He just laughed. "Don't be shy lad, take your clothes off here, go and get showered and Ill find you something to put on while your clothes dry" I have to say I was shy but, I got undressed and as I did so, he watched me, smiling. As I removed my underwear his eyes fell bellow my waist. I swear he made an approving grunt as he looked at me but, it was very soft, part grunt part sigh. "Bathrooms up the stairs second on the right" The stairs led directly from the kitchen and as I climbed them I swear he was looking at my arse all the way up. The shower felt wonderful. The hot water warming my body. As I showered I thought about my host. He was very attractive. He'd been watching me taking my clothes off and definitely looked at my arse as I climbed the stairs. Surely I couldn't be that lucky that I'd been picked up by a gay, attractive man who lived on his own after my heap of shit car broke down. My luck just wasn't that good. Having said that, maybe he was some sort of psyco. I started to think then, maybe he was a little too friendly. After all, he'd just picked me up and brought me his house in the middle of nowhere. No one knew where I was. I started to feel a little nervous. Maybe accepting his hospitality was a big mistake. I finished showering and stepped out of the bath. As I did so, my host entered the bathroom. He must have been waiting for me to finish outside. He was wearing a fleecy dressing gown and handed me a large fluffy towel. "Make sure to dry yourself properly lad. Let me help you" He gently rubbed the towel over the surface of my upper body before leaning down and wiped my genitals. Then turned me around and wiped my arse cheeks and into the crack. I was immediately turned on and began to feel an erection start. He dried my hair then turned me to face him. I glanced down and saw his cock was fully hard, pocking out through gap of his dressing gown. He was big. Both in length and girth. My eyes grew wide and he must have noticed my reaction as he smiled and raised his eyebrows. "Do you believe in fate lad" I didn't know what to say. It was an automatic reaction as my right hand reached forward and I took hold of his cock. It was hot and hard and he gasped as slid my hand along the length. As I did so he pulled his dressing gown open to reveal and biohazard symbol tattoo below his belly button. Now it was my turn to gasp. ******** To be continued *******

************* 3 ************* "Yes, make me yours" I said. The dressing gown he'd been wearing was behind him on the floor and his hairy well built body had me pinned against the wall. He roughly fingered me, forcing it in and out without any restraint. When he withdrew it I felt him manoeuvring his well endowed cock against my hole. I realised he was going to fuck me without any lube but just as was about to object he rammed it all the way inside me. The pain was intense and I cried out. It had absolutely no effect on him as withdrew then rammed it deep inside me again. Again I cried out but again he ignored my cries and continued to fuck me. He was like an dominant brutal animal fucking and I was just a submissive animal letting him. As he continued to thrust his cock deeper than any man had been in me before, the soft flesh inside me began to stretch in order to accommodate his massive length and girth. After four or five minutes the intense pain I had suffered initially began to subsided and after ten minutes it began to turn to intense pleasure. As he fucked, he was grunting, working hard to reach his goal of impregnating me with his seed, of consummating our bond, of infecting me. My own cock was dripping copious amounts of precum which coated and trickled down the wall I was pressed against. He certainly had some serious stamina as after fifteen minutes he was still ramming his cock up inside me. My hole now felt well lubricated as his precum probably mixed with some of my blood coated the interior wall of my guts. I had resigned myself to the fact that I was now his, would be infected with his HIV poz sperm and my entire fate was in his hands. Suddenly he cried out and with a final hard thrust up inside me ejeculated his precious seed and consummated our union. Realising what had just happened my body reacted to the stimulation by forcing my own orgasm. My useless negative sperm splashed onto the wall and then the floor. He was still grunting and breathing hard behind me as his orgasm subsided. His cock then slipped out of my now ruined hole. He turned me around and I could see the effort he had made on his face. He was red and sweat covered his face and body. He placed a hand on my head and pushed me down onto my knees. "Clean it lad, clean your husbands cock" I greedily took him in my mouth. Even soft his cock was massive. It smelt and tasted of his sweat, cum and and my arse juice. I also saw it was tinged with red. It was huge in my mouth and I realised that my hole would be no use to any normal size man again. Two years later and we have been together every day since. I contracted the bug either on that day or relatively soon after. Difficult to say as he fucks me at least once or twice a day. I had no symptoms but, he kept testing me and breeding me until I tested poz. I am extremely happy with him. I perform all the domestic jobs in the house as well as keeping him sexually satisfied. His appetite for fucking is enormous as Is mine to be fucked by him. I never did get my car fixed. I don't need it as my entire life is lived on his property. I have no desire to go anywhere either. I'm totally satisfied to be his wife. ********** The end.***********

************* 2 ************ I realised what this meant immediately. My knees almost gave way, my heart rate increased dramatically, I suddenly felt hot and my head began to swim. I was shocked, surprised, repelled, excited, scared, but incredibly turned on all at the same time. I could hardly breath, but managed, in slightly more than a whisper to ask "Are you detectable" He eyes narrowed and replied "Yes lad, you poz, neg, on prep" "Neg, not on prep and want to stay that way" I said. The smile drained away from his face and he reached forward and roughly grabbed my balls. I began shaking uncontrollably now fully aware of the situation I had allowed myself to become involved in. Still with his fingers tightly around my sack, he pushed me against the wall behind me. His face was now close to mine. "You sure lad, I'd love to make you mine, get you pregnant, been looking for a wife for a long time" I was scared but the words he'd said turned me on even more. My brain was telling me to try anything to escape but, my cock and my arse was telling me the complete opposite. He could sense my indecision and moved forward. I felt his body press against mine and mouth make contact with mine. He began to kiss me. As he pushed his tongue in my mouth sexual desire took over and I knew this was going to happen. Automatically my arms reached around him and I pulled him towards me. Any fear I had dissipated and I knew this was my destiny. I felt his cock pressing against my belly and my whole being wanted it inside me. The fear of being infected had gone completely. Infact, now I wanted his seed inside me as quickly as possible. For him to make me his. He released my balls and reached around and grabbed my arse. I took hold of his cock. "Please, I want you to fuck me, make me yours, get me pregnant" I said. With that he turned me around. I felt his hand between the crack of my arse, then a finger on my hole. I was now completely submissive. I would have done anything he wanted. He inserted a finger inside me and I tried to relax my sphincter to allow him inside. It felt so good. His mouth was now whispering in my ear. "You going to give yourself to me lad. Stay here and be my wife. Let me get you knocked up" ***** To be continued *******

Was in my Gyms locker room this morning and this Adonis of a Black man was literally just slowly jacking his bbc in front of everyone not caring, I rolled over to him asked if I could touch and he told me to be a Good boy and put my mouth on it so I did as I was told. Deep throated him as others watched, sucked his balls and even ate his ass. He shot a huge load down my throat

Just stopped off at a Sniffie hookup while on way home. Dude is located only 600’ from my house. We’ve played outdoors off an on, never actually knew where he lived. Super close and hoping it’ll be regular. Anyway, headed into his place and we get right down to business and I’m sucking him good, making him really hard. He’s got a nice uncut cock and smooth balls. I’m playing with his nipples as I’m deep throating. He reaches behind and starts playing with my firm muscular butt. He undoes my jeans and pulled them down and has access to my hole. He stands up, pushes my chest down on the couch and slides his cock deep inside me in one thrust. Holy fuck the pain. I wasn’t ready for that and my pussy is tight. He must have been dripping a lot of precum as it got nice and slick and the pain went away. I loosened up and started taking him balls deep, backing up on his cock as he’s pumping forward. I got verbal and was begging him to cum inside me and to breed me. He went for a few minutes and finally built up a good rhythm and announced he was cumming. I felt him throbbing and shooting inside me. Got his load in me now. Feels so slutty and hot.

Three loads last night from a three anon guys. They just opened a part of the Blue Ridge Parkway a couple weeks ago that had been shutdown since the hurricane. It's a known cruising area and one I've been bred at numerous times. The first guy followed me from the parking lot up one of the trails, probably in his forties, beefy dad type with a beard. We go to the old spot and I drop to my knees and take his short cock in my mouth before he tells me he wants to fuck my hole. I drop my shorts and he pulls my plug out and puts it in my mouth. He shoves into me a within 5 minutes he's loading me. I didn't notice the other two show up and as soon as the first guy is done, a fat cock with a very nice upward curve is in me going to town. He thanked the guy for lubing my snatch for him. He rails me for a couple of minutes then cums on my back with the last few spurts back in my hole as he softens. He smacks my ass and leaves. I don't get much of a look at him. The third guy is a biker type with jeans a motorcycle vest and a couple of military (marine I think) patches. He has full sleeve tattoos on both arms. Probably pushing 50 plus, skinny but fit. He pulls out his cock which is long but average girth. He has a huge PA and several other piercings down the shaft and a metal cock ring and another ring above his huge balls. "You want this?" He asked me. "I'll take everything those balls have." "Good slut." He shoves in and fucks me amazingly well. The best ive had in a long time. We are in multiple position before he's power driving into me while I'm on the forest floor. He bellows as he cums into me. The metals piercings clearly scratched my tunnel as there's a bit of blood and cum on them when he pulls out. He shoves my plug back into me. "You never asked for status..." He says. "I know the rule. Don't ask, don't tell." He smirked, "I like you. You thirsty?" I get on my knees in front of him, take my shirt off and nod. He pisses all over my face and then puts his cockhead on my lips and fills my mouth up. I swallow all that he gives me. We determined were both local and exchanged numbers to meet up this weekend.

Yes we put out condoms, but only some used them. My thinking going forward though is that if a guy wants condoms he'll need to bring his own. I want my events to be thought of as bareback events, even if that means fewer guys show up.

Doug sat on the couch, the glow of the TV casting flickering shadows across the room. Jay was on a work trip and had been since their revealing last encounter. Jay's absence made his confused feelings even harder to manage than they already would have been. His fingers traced the edge of his phone, hesitating for a moment before he finally tapped Jay's contact. The call connected, and Jay's face appeared on the screen, his silver hair slightly tousled, cheeks a bit red and a smirk playing on his lips. "Hey, handsome," Jay greeted, his voice smooth and warm. "What're you up to?" Doug felt a flutter in his chest, the familiar mix of excitement and nervousness that Jay always seemed to evoke. "Not much," he replied, trying to keep his voice steady. "Just missing you. What about you?" Jay's smirk widened, and he turned the phone slightly, revealing the room behind him. Doug's breath hitched as he saw Jay lying on a bed, a young twunk with long blond hair straddling him, riding his raw cock with eager abandon. The sight sent a jolt of heat straight to Doug's groin, his cock twitching in his pants. "Having a bit of fun," Jay said, his voice low and husky. "But I'll call you back later, yeah?" Doug's mind raced, a whirlwind of arousal and something darker, something that felt suspiciously like jealousy. "Yeah," he managed to say, his voice barely above a whisper. "Later." The call ended, and Doug was left staring at the blank screen, his heart pounding. He shifted on the couch, his cock now fully hard, straining against the fabric of his pants. He unzipped himself, freeing his thick length, and began to stroke, his mind filled with the image of Jay and the blond twunk. He was jealous, but it also somehow turned him on to think of his man's raw cock in some other slut's hole. The raw cock that had fucked him and filled his own ass with cum. Later that night, his phone rang again. Jay's face appeared on the screen, and Doug answered, trying to keep his voice steady. "Hey," he said, his voice husky. Jay's eyes were dark with desire, his voice low and commanding. "You liked what you saw earlier, didn't you?" he asked, his tone leaving no room for denial. Doug swallowed hard, his cock twitching at the memory. "Yeah," he admitted, his voice barely above a whisper. "But I was surprised. I haven't really thought about fucking with other guys since we started dating. I guess I assumed it was the same for you." Jay's expression softened slightly, his voice taking on a more gentle tone. "Males are hardwired to want multiple partners," he explained. "It's only some other stronger desire that ever suppresses that urge. And I might really like you, Doug. But I know I really like fucking you. I don't want to mess up my chance to find out if I like you by confusing lust with love." Jay's smirk widened, and he leaned closer to the screen, his voice dropping to a low growl. "Besides, like told you, I want you to be my slut for POZ cum," he said, his words sending a shiver down Doug's spine. "Find someone tonight. Someone POZ. I want you to ride his raw cock and tell me all about it. And I'll tell you about my trick too." Doug's heart pounded in his chest, a mix of emotions swirling within him. He still felt a pang of jealousy, but beneath that, there was a thrill, a dark excitement at Jay's words. "Okay," he said finally, his voice steady despite the turmoil within him. After the call ended, Doug logged online, his heart pounding in his chest. He found Gord's profile, a POZ undetectable guy he'd hooked up with before. He'd felt a pang of guilt after their encounters and so had avoided Gord's further invitations, but tonight, Jay's words echoed in his mind, pushing him forward. He sent Gord a message, inviting him over. Gord arrived quickly, his tall frame filling the doorway. He had an ugly face but a killer body, his dark hair slightly tousled, his eyes filled with desire. They didn't waste time with pleasantries, their bodies crashing together in a hungry kiss, hands roaming, exploring, claiming. Gord pushed Doug onto the bed, his body covering Doug's, his cock hard and ready. Doug spread his legs, inviting Gord in, and with a low groan, Gord entered him, his raw cock filling Doug completely. They moved together, their bodies slick with sweat, their breaths coming in ragged gasps. Doug rode Gord's cock, his own thick length bouncing with each movement, his body alive with pleasure. He could feel Gord's cock throbbing inside him, the raw, unprotected sex sending waves of pleasure crashing through him. He came with a cry, his cum spilling onto Gord's chest, and Gord followed soon after, his release filling Doug completely. The next night, Doug did tell Jay all about it, his voice low and as he described every detail. Jay listened, his eyes dark with desire, his voice low and commanding. "Good boy," he said, his words sending a shiver down Doug's spine. "Very hot."

I don’t remember if I showed mine, so here it goes.

I absolutely love making videos. I have tons of fucking vids and hundreds of other dirty vids. I just enjoy being recorded and sharing them. I guess I like the attention and desire it elicits.

Later that night, after arriving to the party at the bar and getting a drink myself my parents excused themselves to go off and do their own thing. The place was huge; with a stage for live musical performances and a big dance floor, a massive area with old arcade games and dart boards with pool tables around as well, a bar fully stocked and a big area for people to drink and lounge by the bar area, and another area closer to the exit for dancing and relaxing as there were tables lining the walls for drinking and chilling out. I had a lot of the area to choose from for entertainment, but there was also a back patio for smoking outside and there was a long hallway that went up towards the main entrance for booking rooms as well, and a lot of that area was empty since the party was happening inside the bar. I decided to take a walk down the hall towards the main entrance and while I headed down that direction a man emerged from a room in the hallway and as he turned around the lock the door behind him I was getting close to him, I realized it was Lionel from the other night up at Harold’s shed party later on when I was brought back up to meet some of the guys! What was he doing here? Before I could finish that thought he turned around and a big smile spread across his face. That bear of a man was such a big sexy stud, I had a hard time thinking straight as soon as he smiled at me. Lionel: Zack! Hello again you sweet young man, come give me a hug! Me: Lionel, what are you doing here? Lionel leaned in to hug me when I walked over to him, his massive frame covering me, and his hands roaming down my back to squeeze my chubby ass cheeks. He pulled back slightly then gestures to the door he just come out of: Lionel: Well I figured the party here at the bar sounded too good to pass up. I knew a lot of people would be here and after the other night we all shared in the shed I kept thinking about you. It was a mistake not to fill your beautiful round ass… how about you come inside? I have a room bought here for tonight so I can roam around the bar and party as I please, and take the afterparty to my room later hehe. Me: Ah, I’m not sure that’s a good idea… my folks are here and I didn’t plan on doing anything tonight besides enjoying myself here and trying to have some fun. Lionel: We can have some fun together! You like Marijuana right? I remember frank telling me he shared a joint with ya before. I have some premium stuff in my room but I can’t roll it to save my life. Care to help an old man out? I was starting to think that lionel was just trying to get me alone, but the idea of some weed tonight sounded great, I enjoyed that more then alcohol after all so I followed him into his room after a brief chat, mixed with small talk as he put his jacket on the bed and then went to a dresser and pulled out a bag of strong smelling weed and some rolling papers. Lionel: so here’s how this works sweetheart, I want to play a little game with you. We are going to smoke that joint you roll up for me, and as we smoke it I’m going to put my cock up your ass. If you can finish that joint with me, before I finish in your hole then you don’t have to take my cum… not until later hehe. Me: wait what? You want to fuck me while we smoke that? We can’t smoke it in here, where are we going to do that were someone don’t see us? I wasn’t sure any of this was a good idea, I got carried away with harold and frank and even brett, they all came in me without protection and had their way with me. Lionel didn’t, but at the same time lionel was the nicest of them all towards me, I really WANTED to make him feel good, I just wanted to be safe about it. Me: how about this… if I let you fuck me… you have to use a condom. Deal? Lionel: no… no deal. He walked closer to me, shedding his shirt and peeling off his pants, giving me a view of his sagging nuts and his uncut massive meat swinging between his legs, it wasn’t even hard yet and it looked somehow bigger then I remembered. Lionel: you let all the men at the shed party late the other night fill your man cunt full of their baby batter boy, you rode my cock bare, and took it like a pro. I want to see you do that again, it was such a beauty watching your hole swallow up my dick… not a lot of guys or girls can take all of it you know? And you did. Me: yes but I was also warmed up by a lot of other guys first… not that I’m proud of that. How about we compromise? If you want to fuck me… just pull out? Ok? Lionel put the bag of weed in my hands, and then handed my the rolling papers and walked over to the bed, smiling at me as he laid back on it, his dick started to harden in front of me, making my hole twitch just looking at it. It was almost as if my butt reminded me that it liked the cock I was staring at. My cock betrayed me as well and started to harden. Lionel: no promises kiddo… but I do want you to come over here and sit on my cock while you roll us that joint. Think of it as a warmup, you aren’t getting fucked here. You can take your time and sit on it as slowly, or as fast as you want. Let my dick stretch you out good for when we smoke that joint heheh. Me: it sounds like you want to stretch me out now… how do you think I can roll that joint up for us with your fat dick in my ass anyway? Lionel was getting very lewd with me rather quickly, I should have seen this coming when he invited me in here to smoke with him… maybe if I entertained him, we could still have some fun and be safe about it? I know pulling out wasn’t the best way to do things when you tried to use protection but if he wasn’t willing to wear any I could just pull off when he got close, right? I already had his dick in me raw before so I shouldn’t get into my head about it too much… Lionel: get creative baby, work that magic stick up your ass while you roll a magic stick for us to puff on together! He emphasized his words by grabbing the base of his cock, and stroking it from tip to the base over and over a few times getting the helmet of his big cock wet with copious amounts of precum. I walked over to him and shed my clothes, then did as he said by straddling him, thinking I could remain in control somewhat since I was on top of him now. Me: now umm, let me get the tip of your dick in first and then I can roll this up… im sorry in advance if the roll isn’t as good as it should be but I haven’t done this kind of thing before… Lionel just grinned like the cheshire cat and held the weed and the papers for me while I grabbed the base of his cock and lined it up with my hole, I reached back using some spit to lube my hole since he didn’t give me any lube or use foreplay… the entire time I am preparing myself for his huge cock he just smiled at me, like he was happy he was finally going to get his prey. I pushed the head of his cock into my ass and with a wet squelch and some pain it went in and I moaned out in agony, trying to force myself to relax more for the massive intrusion. Lionel: That’s it baby, your doing great… just ride it nice and slow. See if you can get all the way to the base. Me: I don’t know if I can, there’s not enough lube and your so big… Lionel: nonsense. Here, take the weed and roll it up. Let me help you with that tool underneath ya! Lionel gave me the papers, and the weed and I started to try and roll up the weed. Each time I started to make some headway he pushed up into my hole again, making me tense up and try my best not to waste any, slowing my progress. The entire time he was lazily humping into my hole, just pushing about a half an inch in more each time but not enough that it hurt. When I almost got the joint finished, he thrusted up into me HARD, making me drop it all over the bed and have to start over again, his face flushed with amusement. Lionel: gonna have to try harder boy, if you don’t get that thing rolled up soon who knows what might happen? Hehe. Me: what do you mean? I’m trying my hardest but your… oof, big cock is making it even harder then normal. Lionel: if you keep fumbling that joint, we might not make it anywhere to smoke that thing. I might just breed ya right here… I realized the game he was playing with me. He wanted to cum in me, and he was hoping I would fumble the joint over and over until he was satisfied! Me: remember you need to pull out before you cum dude… besides, I think I can get this done without that being an issue, i just need to try something a little different… I moved up and off his dick only to turn backwards to him, facing the end of the bed and sat back down on his cock again, I pushed until almost all of his dick was in me, so I knew it wasn’t going anywhere, then leaned forward, all the way down so I was leaning on the edge of the bed on my elbows, while I started to roll the joint again, Lionels big hands came to rest on my hips as he grabbed my ass and thrusted up into it! I was in some kind of reverse cowboy position, with his cock deep in my hole and me trying to roll the joint he handed me. Lionel: oh this is nice… you wanted a change of pace before I flood your cunt full of my cream huh boy? I did my best to focus on the task at hand, he started thrusting up into me with more of a wild pace, his dick Finally getting into me balls deep as his big sweaty nuts slapped off my rear end. I needed to hurry this up! Me: o-oh, I’m almost done Lionel… sorry to keep you waiting… unff… Lionel: I’m almost finished here myself boy, how about you take your time and finish that up while I finish in this fine ass sweetcheeks. He started fucking me like a savage, even though I was on top of him, I felt the sex rise to a fever pitch that he didn’t rise to the other night. He really wanted to inseminate my asshole, and I could feel his pace and his demeanor change. Me: ahh… done! I exclaimed, happy I finished making a decent joint for us to share. I looked back at lionel, thinking he was going to pull out now but he thrusted even faster now. Lionel: about… done… here, too! I could feel his balls tensing up, so I used all of my strength to pull myself away from the grip he had on my asscheeks and my hips, his cock ploping free from my now slightly gaping hole, my anus winking at him as I was still bent over in front of him while he layed down. Lionel: argh, what was that for kiddo? I was just about to finish what I started… He sounded a bit annoyed, so I spoke up to calm him down: Me: I finished the joint, we can go smoke this now remember? You can leave my ass alone until you get outside. I was hoping that he wasn’t going to get a chance to fuck me, maybe there would be a lot of folks around outdoors and I could get my chance to smoke and then leave! Lionel: Well get your clothes back on boy He growled at me hungrily before speaking again. Lionel: we are heading out back, I don’t want anybody noticing we are gone. We got dressed, and talked as we headed down the hallway and out the bar, behind the back and out through the fire exit. Only a few people had seen us, and I assumed there would be nobody outside but I was wrong. When we got outdoors, a couple people were out on the back fire exit having a smoke or doing other things. Mostly drugs I didn’t deal with myself so I kept close to lionel. He knew one of the men there so they made small talk and idle chatter as I took the joint to my mouth to light it, but lionel took it out of my hands as soon as he saw it and chuckled Lionel: not yet buddy. Let us go find a spot a bit more private. Random guy outside: where are ya two headed? You aint gonna share none of that? Lionel: I had no plans to bud, sorry! I’m having this with my friend here, it is his weed after all. He winked at me as he lied so we could make our way off, away from the people here. we walked toward the trees out back, it was really dark so nobody should see us out over here… but I was a little nervous being here with lionel alone now. He made me feel good but he wasn’t going to respect my boundaries either about playing safely so I had to take it upon myself to keep my head in a good space to not get caught up in the moment. His dick felt phenomenal and he sure knew how to use it, so I needed to be careful. Lionel: here Is good enough. Lean against that tree and hike up your ass, you know the drill? Slide your pants down, and ill light this up as I push into you. We can pass this back and forth and have some good fun while we’re at it heheh. Me: yes, is this good enough for you sir? I slide my pants down to expose my hole, winking and still a little stretched from the temporary screwing earlier. It flexed and winked instinctively, trying to grab at something to stuff back inside of it, my hole hungry for more despite my attempts to keep myself tame. Lionel whipped his uncut meat out and slapped it on my asscheeks a few times, then smeared the precum covered head into my anus while he lit the joint up. As he pushed his cock into my ass yet again, I felt the head of his dick kiss my prostate on the way up my boicunt and it made me moan out louder then I wanted to. Lionel: heh, keep it down cutie or the whole party’s gonna hear ya. Take this- Lionel handed me the joint that was just lit and he started thrusting. Nothing but wet, sloppy sounds of sex were echoing through the trees now as he pounded me, he slowly worked up to a frenzy fucking me as we passed the spiff back and forth, it was about 3 quarters done when he pushed in balls deep and grinded into me for a moment before he spoke up: Lionel: you got me close back in the room boy. If you don’t hurry up and finish that thing im going to unload my balls into your hole and paint your insides white hehe. Is that what you want? You’d like me filling you up with a fresh batch of my jizz wouldn’t ya? Me: ahh, dude… noo, pull out if your going to cum! Lionel: im not sure if I can… your going to need to pull off it if you don’t want my load. It felt so good, I didn’t want the sex to stop. My asshole was on fire from how good it felt, and I was starting to see stars from the professional pounding I was getting but I heard him and started to puff on the last bit of the joint like it was going to go out of style. Lionel: when your done, hold it up and let me see it boy. Finish the rest of it yourself like a real man… and take it, take my dick like a good boy. I inhaled so hard on the second last puff that I coughed really hard a few times, my asshole twitching around Lionel’s raw cock buried in my hole and milking it dangerously closer to orgasm without my knowledge, as he sped up his thrusts, slow and shallow yet deep in my butt now. Lionel: ooohhh fuckk… you keep doing that and I’m gonna nut in you baby boy… you’re getting a big, big load of my cum that I’ve been saving up! Me: hey, don’t cum in me, look I’ve finished the joint! I held it up after taking the last small puff, acting like I won an award or something but lionel never slowed down at all, in fact he seemed to be working toward ejaculating in me! Lionel: I don’t think I can pull out little buddy… you feel too good… get ready for it! Here… it… comes… ungggh! Lionels cock started to swell, and I knew that meant he was seconds away from blasting off, so I struggled to pull away, but he had me in a vice grip, pulling me into his thrusts like a mad man possessed. Me: h-hey! Let… go! I managed to pull off his cock just in time, I looked back and in the dark still seen his cock leaking precum onto the ground, it twitched and throbbed angrily at me, like I did something wrong and I was going to get punished for it. Lionel: that was a bold move there buddy… you got lucky. I was just about to cum. Me: that was too close… I can’t have your cum in me man! I pulled my pants up quickly, trying to make a break away now. I was a bit high and really starting to buzz as the weed kicked in, but I knew I needed to get away from lionel before my brain got high AND horny. I didn’t want to let his cock in me again or he would probably end up blowing his load in my hole for sure. Lionel: why not? You had many other men breed you before right? What’s wrong with letting me do that too? Me: yeah but that was… a mistake. I got carried away that night. I wasn’t sure if harold has showed lionel the picture I sent frank on grindr, so I kept that hidden for now, I didn’t want him to know about it if he didn’t already. It was used as a means to blackmail me before. Me: besides, if you cum in me how will I hide that from everyone at the party? They will see your cum leaking out of my ass standing my pants as the night goes on and well… that’s embarrassing. I shouldn’t need to explain to you why that’s a bad idea. You can always fuck me and just cum while you pull out man. Lionel: we will see… I plan to get your hole filled before the night is over young man hehe. Everytime I see you tonight, I am going to find a way to get my cock in you. You can count on that. He pulled his pants up, his throbbing erection making it almost impossible to out his cock away but he managed to do so, and winked at me before we both headed back inside. I excused myself from him to go back to the bar and found my father there. He was a bit hammered already, and spoke to me about how I was doing. How the party was going. He told me to have another drink and went off to find my mom, so I ordered another beer and decided to go play a game of pool to take my mind off of everything. Lionel’s words floated though my head, i couldn’t help but think of what he said. How would he fuck me everytime he seen me in a place as busy as this? Did I even want him to? I parted ways with him on a good note but I really didn’t want to end up full of cum again tonight. I wanted to have a good time maybe get fucked but be able to enjoy it. Maybe I should get on grindr later and see if frank unblocked me? I could always talk to him if I got horny perhaps? As I thought about the nights past events, and the ones from the previous night at the shed I played a few games of pool with a few of the guys. My dad joined me for a game once as well, but soon more and more drunk people hit the dance floor, and soon I was shooting pool by myself while most of the other adults were playing slot machines, at the bar facing away from me or dancing on the dance floor. Lionel: hey sport, how are you doing? Me: huh? Where did- My voice was cut short when lionel pulled my pants down, just enough to expose my crack of my ass, and he slid a finger in my hole which made me freak out a little bit from the sudden intruder in such a busy place. I looked around frantically and noticed that right now, nobody seemed to even be paying attention to this area of the bar, nobody was looking at the pool tables and the people at the bar all had their backs turned to us, lionel was behind me grinning with an evil glint in his eyes. Lionel: mmmmmm, still nice and wet in there from my pre cum. Open up for me cutie, nobody is looking. He fished his cock out of the fly in his jeans and stroked the semi hard cock while he pressed it against my backside and spoke softly into my ear: Lionel: lets see if you can make that shot with my dick in you. Maybe if you do, I wont break you in half over this table for teasing me twice earlier and not letting me cum in that ass. He pushed his still hardening cock against my hole, and with a lot of pressure it slid back inside of me in a rush, I bit my lip to prevent myself from moaning loudly, this was insane! Lionel was behind me with his cock buried in my ass IN PUBLIC. In a busy bar where anyone could look over at any moment and see us. Lionel: Don’t worry, if someone looks over they will just see me helping you with your form… hehe Me: unff, please take it out man! Not here like this… Lionel: well I suggest you make that shot, or else I make one of my own.” He pushed his cock deeper in me, it was now fully hard inside me and I gasped a little, then bent all the way over right away, giving him even better access to my hole and he slid in a bit further to bottom out in me while I arched my back, trying to get a good angle to make the shot in the corner pocket without being seen like this. It was all so hot and so dangerous, I was playing with fire in more ways then one and it was actually starting to turn me on having his cock in me like this, even though the logical part of my brain told me this was a really bad idea. Me: alright… that 10 in the corner pocket… watch this. I lined up and started to shoot my shot, lionel pulled back at the same time and pounded his hips into mine once, HARD. It made me slip a little and he watched me miss my shot, laughing at my failure as he grinded into my hole, making slow circles with his hips, using his cock to stir up my insides. Lionel: well, you fucked that one up little buddy. I guess you have to get a pounding to teach you a proper lesson. Don’t worry, I won’t take long since you have my balls primed from earlier.. ill give you a nice full load real quick baby. Me: ahh, dude no not here where everyone is watching, pull out of me! He slowly withdrew his cock and tucked It just into the band of his pants and under his shirt, making him look silly. Lionel: in there. Meet me in the second stall. Now. He growled those words as he walked away, looking back to wink at me when he walked into the mens bathroom, I looked around, still bent over and my hole still peeking out of my pants, one person was looking my way now at the bar, drinking his drink and just staring at my ass. I blushed hard, immediately pulled my pants up so my hole wasn’t exposed and walked to the bathroom, partially to get away from the prying eyes of that man who was looking at my ass while I was bent over with my anus peeking out of my pants. Lionel was pushing things a bit too far and he was going to hear it from me. Fuming, I walked into the bathroom and noticed it looked empty. I walked down the rows of stalls, making sure nobody else was in any of them, before approaching the second stall which was the only one closed and without even knocking I shouted at lionel from the other side of the door: Me: what the FUCK man? People are everywhere out there. My dad and my mom are out there somewhere, and some random guy was staring at my ass after u pulled my pants down and stuck your cock in my ass… what’s the big idea? The stall door swung open after my outburst, Lionel was standing there with his pants around his ankles, his fat cock in his hands as he stroked with one hand and opened the stall with the other, his dick was leaking pre steadily, I already noticed a string of precum dangling from his cock, almost touching the floor. It was just flowing from his dick, he must have been really horny and pent up by now! Lionel: This is the big idea right here. He pointed at his dick and then motioned for me to join him. Lionel: My cock in your cunt. You made me wait long enough, and you standing there bent over the pool table was too big of a tease to pass up, I need your hole wrapped around my dick and I need it now! Get your ass in here and bend over the toilet! He didn’t wait for an answer, when I didn’t move right away, he grabbed me and pulled me into the stall easily with one big gruff hand, and almost threw me over the toilet, my ass in the air as I tried to stand up straight. Before I could do anything else he pushed on the lower part of my back, forcing me to arch my back a bit for him while I was straddling the toilet backwards, facing the wall now. Me: h-hey lionel, wait- He yanked my pants down, roughly spread my ass cheeks with both hands and buried his face in my hole, he took a deep whiff of my ass, sniffing in my scent of my younger chubby anus before pushing his tongue into my rim, breaching my sphincter hard with his abrasive muscle, rimming my ass with passion and completely ignoring my words now. He licked and sucked on my butthole, it felt so good I started to instinctively push my ass back into his ass eating, trying to get him deeper in me somehow and he must have sensed that I was eager for more, he got up and rubbed the head of his uncut dick against my asshole, pushing in just a bit but not enough to slide into me. Just enough so that I felt the pressure of his heavy log of a cock about to split me open. Lionel: just so you know, I was about to cum before we left the woods out back. My balls are on a hair trigger after that little sexy stunt you pulled with me out at the pool table… I won’t take long at all. He leaned his raw cock into my vulnerable hole, and I squirmed a bit underneath him, trying to get out from under him so I could talk to him properly, how did he manage to keep his cock shoved up my ass so many times tonight? He was pushing all my buttons, and as much as i wanted him to pull out he wasn’t planning on it himself. He started to push in and out of my ass and it felt so good I could do nothing but whimper at the huge man meat filling me up again. Me: the stunt I pulled? Don’t you, ahhh… mean the stunt you pulled? It was hot but we can’t do shit like that here, look just don’t cum- Before I could finish my sentence, he pushed balls deep in me, and after only fucking me for about 15 seconds he growled deeply, it almost sounded like an animal made that noise, not a man! His cock throbbed and jerked violently in my guts, the mushroom head of his cock was way past my second hole and into the deeper reaches of my anus, making me feel every inch of him as his dick swelled up even bigger somehow, stretching me tightly around the oversized tool. I felt an intense heat, spreading deep into my guts, almost like he was cumming inside of me, and all the way into my stomach! Lionel: Ahhh yeahhhh… finally marked this ass. You’re all mine now baby boy. Take it all in your pussy like a good bitch, let it soak into your colon and knock you up. I was shocked, he just… came inside of me? After all this time trying to avoid it and he just did what ever other man had done to me this trip… blew their load right up my asshole. Maybe I was trying in vain to avoid what I was going to get no matter what if I wanted to get fucked… a hole full of thick jizz. My cock was rock hard now, and I was leaking at just the thought of more cum inside of me. Was I becoming addicted to feeling like this? Having a man cum inside me? Lionel: heheh… I can see how hard you are boy. Let me take you back to my room… we can enjoy ourselves much better there and in privacy as well. Not no fucking over a toilet seat… I want to make love to you properly, I want to make you fall in love with me and this cock. He humped into me for emphasis when he said those last words, I felt my face flush bright red and hot as I blushed hard, his softening cock was till buried in me keeping his cum from leaking out. Lionel: what do you say? Up for another round baby? He was such a sweet talker, and I was so deep in a horny fog now that I just nodded, I just wanted to feel him do that again. It was all I could think of in my horny, buzzing brain: His cum felt so good in me, it felt… right. Like it belonged in there. Lionel chuckled and pulled back and his cock flopped out of me, my anus involuntarily farted and cum squirted out of my asshole noisily, the loud cumfarts echoing in the bathroom before a small flood of Lionel’s seed came behind those cum queefs. Lionel: look at that. I think im going to have to ask for help to satisfy that hungry ass you have there zack. Just lookin at it is making me hungry for it again too… I could see the lust in his eyes and I tried to pull my pants up and leave the stall, but he followed close behind me, and grabbed my ass Lionel: just follow me back to my room. You won’t have to worry about not enjoying yourself tonight, trust me… hehe. I threw caution to the wind at this point and gave in, it was here where the part of my brain that normally told me to play safe and be logical that completely shut off. I let lionel lead the way as we left the restroom, and walked out of the bar area entirely, heading to his room he bought for the night down the long hallway. Once we approached his room, he leaned in to kiss me, and I wasn’t expecting it at all. It took me by surprise, but thinking we were alone, I let him do it and even kissed him back. His rough beard against my face and his tongue roughly claiming my mouth as his as well was such a big turn on and I melted as he made out with me, grabbing my ass with both hands for a moment before he broke the kiss and started to unlock the door. Lionel: you know, its been a long time since I met a man who drove me crazy with his butt like you do boy… you need to know what your getting into when you walk in here. If you come into my room with me, im going to own this ass properly now. No pulling out. No begging for anything other then my cum and whatever else I tell you to do, you do it. When I tell you to take this load, your going to take it, is that understood? Me: yes sir. I have no issues doing what you ask, within reason of course… Lionel: you will do what I ask, no exceptions. You are such a good boy, I won’t have any problems with that will I baby? I hesitated for a moment when he opened the door, and paused, looking at me as if to say: you going in or what? Looking around before walking into the room, I saw a man standing at the end of the hall looking at the two of us, he looked like he might have been the guy eyeing me from the bar earlier when I was exposed over the pool table. Lionel noticed my gaze and smirked when he saw the man, and then spoke to me gently and with a soothing voice that calmed me Lionel: go on in sweetheart, ill be right there. Seems an old friend of mine wants to have a chat. I didn’t think twice, wanting to get out of the hallway and away from further prying eyes. I quickly go in on the bed as I waited in the room, it was mostly dark and no lights were on besides the lamp in the corner of the room and I heard muffled sounds but could not make out anything that was being said outside the closed door. Hopefully that man wasn’t the guy who was staring at me from the bar earlier. He gave me the creeps. I waited a little longer and got a bit restless. My horny, partly drunk, and high mind thought of a nice idea. I’ll get naked and put my ass in the air for him when he comes in, lionel will love the view I knew that much! I really wanted him to see how much I was up to please him now, hoping he would give it to me good and make sure I was walking funny and I could feel his cock even days later after we fucked. My brains lust switch was flipped and all I wanted was to use my ass to pleasure him more. Me: I don’t think he will mind if I throw my clothes over here… I discarded everything I was wearing, and got on my hands and knees on the bed, my ass facing the doorway and I arched my back, really making sure when lionel walked in he had front row seats to this grade A ass! Just as I pushed my ass high into the air, I heard the door click open, and I instinctively pushed my face into the pillows, wiggling my hips back and forth seductively. *Whistling* ???: damn that’s one amazing ass if I ever seen one. That looks absolutely stunning, look how he shakes his pussy at us… Lionel: my old friend here wanted to sit back and watch me dump a load in your hole. Now be a good boy and stay just like that, you look amazing mmmmm… Me: huh- Lionel: no talking. Ass up, face down babe. He pushed my head face down into the pillow before I could turn around and I felt someone mount me from behind. Lionel: Now lets stretch this cunt out real good, I want to see my cum leaking out of you as I fuckin own your ass again! Without warning, I felt a big cock spear into my hole, it felt large but not LIONEL LARGE. Who was this inside of my ass? I tried to look up but my mysterious top had a vice grip on the back of my neck as he used most of his upper body weight to keep me face down, I was forced to stay like this and my asshole was fully on display to be violated by him. After a few moments, I heard him grunt and felt him tense up. His fucking wasn’t anything spectacular, and he felt good but it was almost as if he just needed to cum. He didn’t really have a very good technique either, so there was a good chance he never got laid too often. Lionel: stay right here, I will be right back. Without a word more the door opened and closed again, then less then a minute later opened again as I felt the man on top of me slowly starting to pull his softening cock out of my abused asshole. Lionel: you ready for my cock baby? The guy on top of me got off of me, giving me enough time to look to my side and see lionel now getting naked next to me. Lionel: get your face under the covers. I don’t want anyone to see your face, and I have gotten a few… offers I couldn’t pass up earlier. Lets just say I spoke to a few guys and I wasn’t sure this was going to work but it seems like your more then capable of pleasing them now, I am going to leave the door open for a while and any man that needs some release is going to use your hole for their pleasure. When they are all done, I will take you again and make you mine. They won’t do anything to hurt you, because I will be right here along side you the whole time to make sure of it, but don’t you dare peek at any of the guys who walk in here or I will make sure you get punished for it. Understand me boy? I looked at him and nodded, then did as I was told, keeping my leaking ass in the air, cum was dribbling out of my hole and down my balls and I heard lionel chuckle a bit at the sight of my cum-sloppy rear end. Lionel: you know what, im going to turn the light off in here too. Keep your head covered and lay down on the bed. That way they won’t see your balls either… I didn’t know exactly what he was getting at but before I had much time to argue or ask anything I felt another person mount me, his legs felt very hairy and his cock was stubby but thick as he pressed into me with a reckless abandon that told me he didn’t get off in ass very often. It was only 30 seconds of pumping and he was cumming, then pulled out of me and done. I didn’t hear more footsteps enter the room but another body climbed on top of me on the bed, and pushed a long, thin cock into me. This man felt very thin, like his legs were almost just bones. It felt like I was getting fucked by a much older man, he made short stabbing thrusts that hurt and deep in my hole started to feel sore but he didn’t take long before cumming either then climbing off me. ???: wow, look at that. You really outdid yourself there lionel… that is one fine lass… I realized what was going on now. Lionel must have told some guys earlier he had a GIRL in his room. The only two guys who knew I was a man were lionel and his friend who creeped me at the bar, nobody else was aware they were fucking a man, especially since my asshole was so full of cum and so wet and loose now from Lionel massive cock filling me up multiple times earlier that nobody could tell that they weren’t screwing a pussy! The way I was covered up, and the curves of my chubby body didn’t help, my hips and ass were so much thicker then what you would see on most men, so clearly in this context I was passing for a female… ???: you sure I didn’t need a rubber? Or is the slut on the pill? Lionel: Hahaha… no your good, trust me. Try it out and see what you think? I heard some rustling and the door to the room opening loudly and then someone put their body on top of mine, their cock at the entrance to my asshole ???: I want to hear you moan when I slide it all the way in you whore. The door is open wide so anyone can hear you, anyone can see this ass getting knocked up properly. Hopefully you got plan B so you don’t end up pregnant… I ain’t lookin for a baby mommy. This guy sounded like he was my age! I was a bit nervous now, truly hoping he didn’t find out about my hidden secret. The door to the hallway was open but not much light illuminated the room, so I should be fine like this… I hope. Without any foreplay or waiting any longer he went balls deep on the first push, and let out a long, satisfied exhale before he raised up off of me and grabbed my hips and fucked me like a rabbit in heat! His dick was a nice size, not too big and not too small so I indulged him the best I could, making the most girly moans I could make and with the most passionate voice I could muster. I really leaned into it trying to make the scenario believable for the guy thinking he was fucking a woman. ???: damnit, her pussy is sucking me in! I ain’t never felt nothin like this before… I smiled to myself. You bet your ass you haven’t bud, my hole is better then any pussy you could find. I was becoming drunk on the feeling of this perverted act of deception. It was really hot knowing a bunch of men wanted to fuck me, but now I wasn’t in the shed and a bunch of men were fucking me but they didn’t know I was a guy! It was such a nasty thing to do and yet lionel was in the corner of the room stroking and watching, he occasionally rubbed his balls and thought of filling me again after his company had all came and gone. ???: fuck here it comes… take it bitch! With a roar the man on top of me came hard, I could feel the jets of his hot load spurting into my already cum-filled asshole, he must have been one of those guys who really cums a lot because I managed to feel every shot of his load even after all the fucking I went through. This guy, like the others just climbed off, but he thanked lionel before leaving and didn’t say a word more to me. I almost asked him if I could get up to pee because I felt like I might have to after all the fucking but I heard a familiar voice pop up, even though at the time I couldn’t place who it was. ???: hey, this the broad? Lionel: yeah, few guys already dumped in the slut. Hope that’s not an issue for ya. ???: no no… it’s fine. I haven’t had sex in months and you know how it is right? The wife just don’t put out anymore… Lionel and the other guy shared a laugh, and his voice sounded SO familiar yet for some reason I couldn’t place who it was. I felt the man mount me, and he slapped his dick on both my ass cheeks before spreading them and nuzzling his tip into the crack of my ass before asking: ???: hey is this bitch into anal? It looks like her hole is full of cum… Lionel stepped forward immediately, I heard his footsteps thump over to the bed rather quickly. The door was shut a moment later, probably for less lightning in the room to make it even darker, but then lionel spoke up: Lionel: uh yeah… she didn’t want to worry about getting pregnant so it’s just this hole for tonight. Good to go though. I could feel the hesitation hanging in the air. Nobody spoke for a moment, I could feel the hard cut cock nestled in my ass crack throbbing gently. ???: what’s her name? Lionel: J, you know the fuckin drill, no names. Either you fuck the whore and leave or just take off and ill use her until someone else is interested, don’t make it weird. We done this before. J? Who the fuck is J? ???: ahhh… just wanted to know who the lil freak was. I might hit her up sometime again when im in town. The wife never does anal… and this shit is fuckin hot… sorry I asked. He didn’t even address me as he spoke, like I wasn’t even there. So lionel did this all the time with others? And this man has done it with him before as well? Sharing someone that they wanted to fuck and breed? My head started to spin a little from the realization that lionel was dad’s friend, they hung out together, and that familiar voice… My thoughts were broken when the cock pushed into my hole, I gasped a bit at the intrusion, I tightened up a bit just from being nervous at what was about to happen, but no matter what I was in far too deep now. I had to try and keep this secret up and fake it til this was over. The cock fucking me was huge, not as big as Lionel but it was BIG. It also had an upward curve which meant each time he fucked into me, his cock was rubbing up against my most sensitive areas in my hole, and it made me moan just a little at each hump and I heard a hearty laugh come from behind me. ???: she really likes it. Fuck any other day I’d try and make this last but the missus will be looking for me any minute… hnnggg! Almost as if he could control when he came, he pushed in deep and I felt the dick inside me LURCH and then begin spewing cum inside my hole, it started squirting deeper and deeper into my colon, mixing with the many loads that were deposited into my back passage already. Lionel: pent up were ya? ???: hahh… hardly the words for it my man. Thanks again. He leaned down and slapped me on the ass making me yelp. ???: heh, thanks to you too beautiful. Maybe ill see ya around. The names jamie. He left and then I heard lionel get up and close the door, he came to sit on the bed beside me Lionel: do you know who that was? I looked up at him, pulling my head from beneath the covers of the bedsheets, and now seeing we were both alone, I relaxed a little but was still shaking a bit now Me: that was… my dad? Lionel: yes it was. And do you know who else came in here? He began to explain in detail who each man were, and who they were married to. Every man who fucked me tonight was married to a woman. Even the guy who seen my ass at the bar and knew that I was a guy, he still fucked my asshole when lionel gave him the green light to do so and then he setup the room to let whoever wanted some ass come take full advantage of my vulnerable hole. I was dripping with cum and I felt absolutely stuffed with jizz, I didn’t know if I could take anymore loads in my ass. But lionel made sure I did. He locked the room door and fucked me 3 more times that night, leaving me sloppy and full of his cum. I didn’t get all his jizz out of my ass until the next day and by then I had my parents calling me, asking me where I was… telling them I was still at the bar would be one thing but it would be another to face my father after what I knew about him. He didn’t know any of this about me though, so I figured I just had to save face, and maybe keep my distance from my old man for a while until I got my own place… When the car pulled up to come pick me up that day to take me back to Harold’s place, only my dad was in the car. I hoped in and said nothing to him, and for a moment he said nothing either. Then he turned to me and asked me how my night went. Why i was still there and I didn’t text or call him or mom last night. They were worried and upset. The rest of the drive was mostly uneventful, but when we rounded the turn to the road Harold and Vivian lived on, he looked at me and without blinking asked me: Jamie: So, how do you know Lionel anyway?

my first one was a USMC that offered me a ride home from the bar.. He had 8" and seduced my virgin ass at the time....hurt like hell at first!

Probably not extreme by any standards but I worked at a porn shop and you’d have your regulars that would frequent the booths and I was pretty lenient with guys back there cruising and doing whatever you can imagine so I’d let them and not enforce the “Put money in the machines “ but I would go back there and pass a booth where I’d hear moaning and I’d get kind of hot So anyways there was this one guy our Janitor hated because he made a mess and my janitor was straight and he’d both that he’d have to clean up after this guy leaves and he called him the “Firehose” and I ask him why and he said “the guy shoots all over the screen and the stool and you’d swear 4 or 5 guys just jerked off in there. That of course got me hot. And one night this guy came in and was in there for maybe 20 mins and I was working alone and no one was in the store for hours except him and I waited for him to leave and ran back to the booth he was in sure enough there enough cum on the screen for 3 or 4 guys It gave me hot flashes and I went back and got the sign that said Back in 10 mins and locked the door and went back to the booth I was about leaking precum by then I was so aroused and I stuck my tongue out and and licked up some of it and I swallowed it and it tasted good and I felt like a nasty slut which was a turn on I liked more up and the. More until I’d licked every drop off that screen It just turned me on so much

Athletic Trainer 3 Luke heard the water in the shower stop while he was on the phone. Right after he got off the phone, Jason came walking out with a towel barely hanging on his waist. He looked like he barely dried himself off because most of his body was still wet. The water droplets hanging off his nipples and defined muscle turned Luke on a lot. Jason sat down on high top chair at the kitchen island with both hands rubbing his temples. Luke hid himself behind the kitchen island because despite Jason's discomfort, this was one of the sexiest appearance that he was not expecting. It is even better than a guy just spread out on all fours in a doggie position because he is no stranger to guys getting into that position for him willingly. He could vaguely see Jason's soft cock through the opening of the towel too. “What's the matter? Are you alright?” Luke asked “Yeah….maybe it was the hot water….I just felt light headed when I got out of the shower” Jason said while still rubbing his head Luke looked at the glass of juice he poured for Jason when they first arrived and saw the empty glass. He had thought Jason was already under the influence of G earlier when he was fucking. Luke now realized he must have chug the whole thing just before he came into the room so the G is just now hitting him “Well……drink some water” Luke poured him a legit glass of water this time and watched Jason gulp it down. He then poured another then walked up next to Jason to prop him up from his underarm and said “do you want to sleep or nap it off? You tell me how you feel and what you want to do.” Some may enjoy taking advantage of guys while they passed out, but not for Luke. He finds no joy messing with an unconscious body so realizing maybe that was too much G for Jason, he was willing to take a couple steps back. After all… he's playing a long game “I think laying down for a bit might be good” Jason started to slur his words so Luke carried him back to the bedroom. Jason’s towel fell off on their way back to the bedroom. Luke put him down on the bed and this is the first time Jason had a direct look at Jason's fully nude body. His soft cock is a good 6-6.5 in long. Some guys wish their dick was that size fully erected. His pube is trimmed nicely with a little trail up to his belly button. Although Luke was high earlier, he had to admit this boy knew how to fuck. It well exceeded his expectations earlier. Even now his hole felt somewhat empty without Jason's dick. He doesn't bottom often and he sure doesn't feel this way often after getting fucked. “So ... .is there anything that's off limits for you before we get started?” Luke asked after putting Jason on the bed, but Jason had fallen asleep entirely. Luke wasn't too concerned. With the dose he put in the juice, Jason at most gets knocked out for a couple hours at most. Luke hopped in the shower himself but kept Jason's cum in his hole. He did a hygiene check to make sure it is okay to do that and no red flag there. Luke heard his phone buzzing and saw a text showing up on his phone. The text said “I'm here” along with a selfie of a good looking blonde guy with a big smile at the building entrance. The guy's name is Brad. He's a senior and no one would even guess this young kid is his connection. He looks healthy and in shape. Technically Luke's connection is his uncle who lives out of town. He had met Brad a few years back and even had several great 3 ways/groups with them. When Brad started attending the same school he works at, he felt comfortable going through Brad bc despite being young. He does know what he's doing so Brad has been his direct connection since. Luke buzzed Brad in as he towel off and put on a jock then continued to dry himself off as he walked toward the door then wrapped the towel on his waist just before he answered the door “Sorry to interrupt. As promised, here's everything you asked for. Where's the fresh meat? I was expecting a tied up first time bottom whore right here on your couch to be honest” Brad said “Well….. about that. I may have accidentally G him out. I got carried away earlier and you know I won't go after someone who's unconscious” Luke said “The boy should consider himself lucky. Where is he? Can I have a look at him at least?” Brad asked “He's asleep in my room” Luke led Brad into his bedroom and opened the door. Brad size him up from head to toe and whispered “damn…. that's the size of his dick soft!?” Brad asked. Luke nodded and smiled. The two exited the room. Before exiting the room, Brad took a picture of Jason fully nude with his phone without Luke knowing. They pack up a bowl in Luke's bong and started smoking in the living room “I think he might be in my history class” Brad said “Is he?” Luke said “you're a senior and you still have common classes with a sophomore?” Luke teased “Well….at least I'm making progress but this year ain't my last, that's for sure” Brad Said while letting out a big smoke cloud out of his mouth then passed the bong to Luke “So…. I came here with a raging hard on thinking I'd have a tight hole to fill with you” Brad pulled up his shorts slightly, letting his mushroom head out at the bottom of his shorts. “What are you thinking?” Luke said with a mouth full of smoke. Brad knows he's attractive and Luke has known him for years. There's almost no limit to how far Brad would go with his request. “Hum…. I'm still deciding to be completely honest. Have you been to the sex club just opened in town?” Brad shotgun a big smoke into Luke's mouth and lightly pinched his nipples after he asked the question. Luke started to build a tent under his towel so while Luke was taking a hit. Brad slipped his foot out of his shoe and was teasing Luke’s crotch. Eventually snagged the corner or Luke's towel and pulled it off “awww….you have a jock in” Brad said Luke chuckled and almost choked on his mouth full of smoke “sorry. Just a habit. I thought my boy toy was passed out so I didn't think anything beyond that” Luke shotgun the rest of the smoke back to Brad and passed the bong back to Brad “How about your hot neighbor downstairs?” Brad asked before taking a hit then signal Luke over to take the smoke out of his mouth. Luke locked lips with him and the two made out for a little bit this time before taking the bong back from Brad's hand “The guy you swore is a closet gay!? No way. I live here. I ain't about to take a shot unless I know for sure there's no way I will miss. You are more than welcome to knock on his door and text me a picture of him blowing smoke on your dick then I'll make my way downstairs. I can lend you a bubble so in case you are wrong, he isn't gonna call a cop on your bc you have a meth bong in your hand before he even open the door” Luke said “and if somehow you can make everything I said happen. My boy might be up by then. Either you two come up or I'll bring him down then we can still call it even” Luke was half serious and half joking. The scenario is outrageous that he can't even just go knock on a stranger's door and make them bow to him at will, let alone get high and bow to him. And like he said, he's a resident in the building. That's way too much risk for him to take. However, he knows Brad, even if he failed, wouldn't rat him out. At worst he may have to say he didn't know Brad is into drugs bc camera can probably track back to who let him in the building and both Brad and his uncle will understand why he can't stick his neck out for Brad unconditionally. It's a scenario they chatted about long ago, which is also why they trust each other. Historically speaking, Brad does have a way with his magic somehow and has made some impossible group sex happen before. They all went on a vacation once and Brad somehow brought back two porn stars who had never gotten high before and both were eager to try for Brad and they all had a great time. “Ok. I'll take your words. Give me a bubble. Short one preferably. And if I text you that picture you asked for. You have to bring your sling downstairs and set it up. And no jock or underwear under whatever you decide to wear coming downstairs AAAAAND you will wake your boy up. I'd at most give you 30 min to convince him. If you can't fulfill your part of the bargain then your hole is mine to use for the next 48 hours” Brad said then shotgun smoke out of Luke's mouth and made out with him. Luke hesitated for a bit because letting Brad own his hole for 48 hours is no joke. He has fucked Brad far more than Brad has fucked him. He does also know Brad as a top in almost all other scenarios so he has no idea what kind of experience that will be. But the unknown does turn him on and he is rather confident that it won't get to that point because he'd only need to bring Jason downstairs with him. He already knows Jason will do anything to have sex with him again. Nothing a little more smoke couldn't conquer. “Deal but you also have 30 min to send that picture” Luke said and got up to get a bubble from a side table in its hidden compartment in the drawer. Brad took the opportunity to tried sliding his index finger in Luke's ass “Oh damn….I have never been able to slide my finger in just like that. That boy sure opened you up, didn't he? And you still have his babies in you?” Brad licks his finger clean. Luke jumped when Brad slid his finger in then laughed “yeah. He was a surprise so I'm not gonna just treat him like a quick fuck. There's much more I wanna do with him. Here. You have 30 min. After that, I just can't promise I'll still be by my phone after 30 min and if you plan on returning, you have to ask before you do because I do have a guest who may be awake by then so you can't cock block me if you failed. Here's for the stuff” Luke said “but we can maybe still get together but on equal footing but I can't promise anything outside of 30 min” “I like the way you think. There's no one else on this campus I trust more than you because of that.” Brad took an extra big hit from the bong and slowly shotgun it all to Luke and wrapped it up with a quick kiss without causing Luke to exhale the smoke. He then quickly stood up and showed his mushroom head to Luke. Brad said “give me your blessing and be ready for that picture to arrive on your phone. This won't be the last you have of my dick tonight. Mark my words” Luke pulled Brad's shorts up even higher and put half of Brad's shaft in his mouth before start letting out the smoke in his mouth and started sucking on Brad's dick head and licking all around it while it was in his mouth and felt it grow harder and harder in his mouth. He loved the confidence Brad had. It's one of the reasons that makes Brad so irresistible. He knows Brad is at least as big as Jason's. He has bottomed for him a few times in the past but Brad, especially high, can get carried away. If he matches Brad's high, he very well may love that but Brad has always wanted to make him a cumdump, which is something he doesn't want to get into so he has never given Brad free reign over his hole before and Brad has respected his boundaries so far because if he doesn't, Brad knows his uncle will sure make him pay the price. After Luke's thoroughly sucked part of his dick, Brad grabbed everything and the bubble and was eager to head downstairs. “Wait…..do you remember his apartment number “ Brad asked last minute “7010. How the fuck are you going to make a dude who you don't even know is gay or not to get high and worship your cock when you can't remember a simple apartment number” Luke teased him and took a hit from the bong and shot gun it to Brad “That's not where my magic is. I have cock suckers to help me remember that sort of thing… like you” Brad said and followed up with a wink. “See you in 30 min Luke. Oh one more question. Did we ever figure out his name?” “Noah. Don't forget we spoke to him in passing a few weeks ago in case he remembers and you don't” Luke teased Brad “Oh if he remembers that then you've already lost half of the bet mister” Brad said “one more favor to ask you. Do you have a couple cans of beer I can take with me as props?” “Sure but if you g him out. it doesn't count” Luke reminded him “You wanted a picture of him blowing clouds on my cock, don't you? I can't do that if I g him out, can I, dummy?” Brad said “I was just reminding you” Luke said and took a hit from the bong and walked toward Brad who's eager to go on his mission and blew the cloud in Brad's mouth “good luck babe. Your time starts now” Luke pinched Brad's butt, an ass that he has fucked on many occasions before and enjoyed it a lot. He will never say no to fucking that ass again. If Brad wasn't mostly a top like he is, he's sure that the two of them would be fucking every other day, if not, every day already.

Pozzed Cheerleader 2 “Yeah QB breed my hole knock my virgin ass up with powerful seed” I breathed as he slowly slipped the head of his tainted cock in my now deflowered ass. Jamie, knowing the terminology far better than I did, was struggling, but they held that bottle under his nose and soon Dan had sunk his fleshy manpole into Jamiee’s bottom. Jamie was along for the ride Pozzed Cheerleader 2 Jamie took Dan’s 9inch pole like a champion. I never saw a cock that big in person. George had about half his cock in my hole while Dan continued to sink his monster into Jamie. Javon held the brown bottle under my nose while George sank his cock into me. I could feel his wiry pubes on my bare ass. Jamie was starting to think clearly again and he muttered, “they are trying to poz us!” But Mike stuffed his cock back into his mouth and made him inhale deep off of the brown bottle. I did not know what Jamie meant. So I played along. I looked back at George without letting Javon fall out of my “gay for pay” mouth. Wtih my eyes, I begged him to fuck me. George did not care what I thought. He was going to fuck me whether or not Icared or wanted him to do it. He would pull nearly all the way out and drive back in all the way into the hilt. My cock was rock hard. I wanted to jerk off, but my hands were busy holding myself up sucking Javon’s cock while George brutally fucked me. Dan was fucking Jamie just as hard. Right next to me. Being very vocal. Jamie was sucking Mike’s huge black cock. When Javon said it was his turn. He switched with Dan and Mike switched with George. I went from sucking black cock to being fucked by one. Mike was bigger than George, but all he did was spit on his cock and pushed into me. I lowered my mouth onto Dan. The fight in Jamie was just about all gone. I was not sure what it was all about, but he was eagerly sucking George and taking Javon’s dark meat. Jamie and i were fucked by the two dark gods for what seemed like forever. My knees were beginning to hurt from the rug burns. Javon said he wanted to switch with Mike and offered us to get on the bed. Without ever pulling off of their cocks they lifted us both and took us to the bed then they switched. While Dan and Geroge switched too. Dan got behind me and took over fucking my ass. He rolled me onto my back and I guess he thought I was ready for him since I had gone up from George to Javon and now to the biggest in the room. Again, all I got for extra lube was spit. h/e stretched my ass wide. I could feel it tearing almost, and he went deep. I had tears in my eyes. He must have got off seeing the pain that I was in cause he drove his massive cock deep in my ass. When he did that I came without my cock. “Looks like we have another true bottom boy here, George.” Dan quipped, “you know how to pick them.” He continued, “We are going to knock you up and then use you to spread it across campus.” I was still unsure what he meant, but Jamie finally back to reality but too far lost in lust for huge cock to care. I will admit. I was too far gone in cock lust to care either for that matter. My own girlfriend could walk in and I would beg Dan to keep fucking me. Javon and Mike were taking turns fucking Jamie each power fucking him 10 to 15 thrusts each then switch. George was at the head of the bed slowly stroking his cock just waiting his turn somewhere. Dan was getting close to cumming, he began to hold up his stroke in my ass. I could feel his large cock pulsing in me. He was breeding me. He was knocking me up as they were saying. Dan roared and said, “take my poz seed slut, after tonight you are no longer ‘gay for pay’ but poz no woman will want you!” It was then that it hit what they all meant. What the biohazard tats all meant. Javon unloaded in Jamie. Pozzing his negative cunt as well. Dan’s cock still huge, but finally retreating from my used ass. He grabbed a champagne glass and held it under my slit and caught as much of his tainted seed as he could. Mike moved Javon out of the way before Jamie could push any of his tainted load out. When Dan was done I could see a glass half full of pink sperm. Where they had made me bleed from my first time fucking. George took it from his hand and forced me to drink about half of it. He ordered me to hold it in my mouth and kiss and give it to Jamie. I kissed Jamie, my first ever man-to-man kiss. I pushed my load into his mouth and he took it all. He swished it around in his mouth like mouthwash swallowed some and with me still on my back. He spit the rest back into my mouth. I swallowed it. Mike was now cumming in Jamie with a loud grunt. Leaving George the only one at this time who has not cum. h/e got between my legs and lined up his 7inch cock with my well fuck hole and plunged in as deep as he could. He jackhammered my ass for a good 5 minutes before he blew his tainted load in me. George withdrew his deflating cock from me. All four of them left the bed to Jamie and I to wallow in their leaking jizz, tainted and poz jizz. Jamie pulled me up onto all four’s and licked and ate my ass. My cock got rock hard. I thought of fucking him, but he pushed me down on the bed. “I am going to blow my last negative load in your straight ass” he snarled into my ear and to the cheers of George, Dan, Mike and Javon. His barely 6 inch cock squelched right into me. He pounded me hard like he was taking something out on me. He slammed his cock into me one final time and came in me. HE fell across my back and said, “you are the bottom’s faggot the only way you’ll cum tonight or ever is by your own hand or with a cock deep in your slutty hole.” I hoped he was wrong, but I did just cum again with him pounding me. More to Cum love the great feedback And the hot chat keep it up And I will keep you up Joey

CHAPTER 3 – JACE THE WHORE I love watching Brian plow a neg hole. He likes to get a boy on all fours, back arched—the position of total surrender. He grabs a giant handful of the boy’s musclebutt in each hand. Then, after impaling that poor unsuspecting bitch on his fat poz dick, he pulls back to expose the length of his shaft, throwing the full weight of his body into another deep thrust, his stomach and balls smacking hard against the boy’s wide-open hole. More often than not, a full thrust of Brian’s raw dick produces my favorite sound that humans can make: an involuntary primal grunt, emanating from somewhere deep in the gut, like pain and hunger at the same time. When he’s fucking a negboy, Brian pulls out every few minutes to slather more Tina-laced lube on his dick, leaving that hungry hole empty and gaping and slick with toxic precum while the boy whimpers a little louder and reaches back to spread his hole a little wider. With every dose of chems – with every shard of Tina smeared into that twitching fuckhole—the boy’s hunger keeps building, his fears and shames falling away as he gives in to a desperate, almost delirious craving. He starts mumbling incoherently, bits of pigtalk interspersed with sounds that aren’t quite words, but not quite moans either—the primal ravings of a bitch in heat. Before long, he’ll be making sharp backward hip-thrusts, impaling his chemmed-up jockhole at an increasingly rapid clip—smack, slap, slosh—as the skin on his bubble butt grows red from the pounding. If he’s like most boys, he doesn’t stop to ask questions when I put the Tina bong in front of him. By that point, he’s already tweaking on the chems in his butt, so he doesn’t put up a fight. He just wordlessly wraps his mouth around the glass stem, looking up at me with those pitch-black pupils as the bong chamber turns solid white and he eagerly fills his lungs with smoke. With every cloud billowing out of his mouth, he arches his back a little more sharply to elevate his fuckhole a little further toward the ceiling. There’s no question now: his ass is ours. In less than an hour, we’ve managed to transform a nice, upstanding kid into a helpless faggot with a Tina-fueled hunger for dick. I make sure to teach him the basic skills: how to take a nice deep hit, hold his breath for a few moments, and wrap his mouth around my cock before exhaling a thick cloud down the length of my shaft. (“Good boy,” I always say, which he usually answers with a muffled moan.) And while Brian’s cock keeps plunging its full length into that raw cumhole, I look down on our sweet, naïve, fucked-up negboy with a crooked smile of sadistic pride. But I’m getting ahead of myself. Let’s get back to Jace. * * * After getting dressed, I headed back to the pool party. Jace followed just a few steps behind like some kind of forlorn pup. When we rejoined the group near the pool, I gave Brian a little wink. He walked over to Jace, chatted briefly with him, and led him back inside. They were gone for about five minutes. When they returned, Jace looked a little more flushed than before, and Brian was grinning the cockiest of grins. “I took him to the bathroom,” he whispered in my ear. “Then I worked a nice big shard of T up inside his butt with my dick. Had to keep my hand over his mouth to keep that bitch from sobbing with pure joy.” “You breed him?” “Not yet. Gotta keep his cunt on edge, you know?” “Good thinking, babe. Now it's my turn.” I turned toward Jace, flashing him a crooked grin before walking back into the house. He followed me to the bathroom. I locked the door behind us. Almost by instinct, he simply turned around, pulled down his swimsuit, and leaned over the toilet to expose his hole. I placed my palm over his mouth and shoved my cock inside him in a single rough thrust. Tears formed at the corners of his eyes and his hole spasmed in pain, but he nodded encouragement. I began pounding his twitching cunt with my raw dick. “Brian and I are heading back home in 5 minutes,” I whispered in his ear. “Cancel your plans. Be at our door in half an hour. Got that, pig?” He nodded again. “Good. Because I know you’re hungry for seed.” I felt a cold shudder run through his body. Goosebumps formed on his back. And then I pulled out, giving his ass a hard smack. “See you soon, faggot.” * * * Almost exactly 30 minutes later, I found Jace standing anxiously at our front door. He looked directly into my eyes and managed a single word: “Please.” I nodded and gestured him inside. Five minutes later, my dick was back inside his raw fuckhole. Brian placed the glass pipe against Jace’s lips and lit the chamber. “I’ll tell you when to inhale,” he said. “You ever play with Tina?” Jace shook his head no. I grunted in appreciation—as far as I’m concerned, there’s nothing hotter than a chempig initiation—and my cock twitched as I delivered a little bump of precum into that boy's newly partied-up butt. Meanwhile, with my cock still lodged deep inside him, I grabbed my phone to call Tristan, our dealer. (I'd been sending him updates throughout the day, so he knew what we'd been up to.) Tristan and I never bothered with formalities. "Please tell me that boy came back," he said when he picked up the phone. "Please tell me you're bringing that hungry hole to me." "Oh, he’s fuckin' ready, dude. In fact, he just blew a giant cloud on Brian's cock. Want him?” "Yes. In fact, I've set aside a very nice reward for you guys. A finder's fee, you might say." “Fuck yeah, bro. We can head that way in a few. He doesn’t have any loads in him yet, so you can be the first.” "Sweet! Get here fast, fucker." And with that, Tristan hung up. I pulled my dick from Jace’s hole, eliciting a truly pathetic whimper. “Don’t you worry, pig,” I said to him. “We’re taking you to meet our friend Tristan. He’s very eager to make a little money off this chemmed-up musclebutt. You ready to be a whore, boy?” “Yes, sir.” “OK, but let's be totally clear about one thing: I didn’t say slut. What did I say?” “You said whore.” “That’s right, boy. I said whore. And by that I mean a literal whore—a trashy fuckin’ pig who eagerly spreads his hole for any dude with a fistful of cash. Got that?” He moaned and reached back to expose his butt, now leaking a steady stream of lube and precum. “That's what I like to see, boy. Now get your fuckin' clothes on.” MORE SOON...