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Part 5: We arrived at the beat. In the car on the way, Nick told Evan the story of how we started fucked, and made sure Evan knew that I wasn't on Prep, but that I wasn't allowed to use a condom or refuse a load. Evan thought this was hot. He was on Prep, but fucked around so much that he often tested positive for one or more of the less serious STDs, and it had been almost 3 months since his last test. Nick said that I'd happily take anything that he gave me. I, on the other hand, started worrying about how long it'd take for Evan to tell everyone this latest bit of news. At the beat, a kind of forest or bushland area, lots of trees and privacy, Nick told me to strip off so that I was naked except for my shoes and socks. He put my clothes and phone in his backpack and went back to his car, where he locked my stuff away in his trunk. He led me to a place where guys often fuck and told me to wait there and offer my ass to anyone who came past, and he and Evan went separate ways with the plan to find as many guys as possible and herd them back towards me. I did as I was told, and by the time Nick returned, I had 2 loads of cum in my ass. Nick said I'd been a good boy. Nick had 2 other guys with him and told them that I was tonight's cumdump. Nick looked at one and said "as we discussed, you can go first", and he wasted no time in burying his cock deep inside me. The second guy flopped his dick out in front of my face, and I took the hint and started to suck. The guy in my ass was about average, I think. I didn't really get to focus on it much, but the one in my mouth was long, and had a big set of balls dangling between his legs. It was dark, but I guess he was probably in his 60s or 70s. The man in my ass picked up the pace, and I could tell that he was showing signs of an impending blast, and moments later, that's exactly what happened. He had a forceful blast that I actually felt in my guts, he definitely wasn't a dribbler. Older guy went behind me, and lined his cock up with my hole. Before he pushed in, he looked at Nick and asked "Are you sure this is ok? Is he happy to take my cock without a condom?" Nick said "yeah, of course. In fact, condoms are prohibited from his hole" With that, he applied some pressure. I forced myself to relax, and his cockhead push past my sphincter, followed slowly by the rest of his cock. He fucked slower than the first guy, and after about 10 mins, during which time Evan had returned with another random guy in tow, he asked Nick again if it was cool to cum inside me. Nick told him that I was taking as much cum as possible, and I needed his cum. He kept fucking, and then said "One last chance. I'm about to cum. Should I pull out or shoot my toxic load inside him". Nick - "Push in as deep as you can and breed him" Several deep thrust and loud grunts, with a final balls deep push, and his cock throbbed and released his risky load right where Nick had told him to shoot it. He stayed inside me for what seemed like ages, catching his breath, and, whether he intended to or not, keeping my ass plugged and sealed. When he finally withdrew and left the scene, Evan and his random guy came closer. When the other random guy got close enough to me, I recognized him as the guy who fucked me back when I let another guy make the decision, and whose cum was still inside me when Nick first fucked me. He recognized me too, and said that he had hoped to find me again and get his poz cock back inside my unprotected hole. He asked me who was giving permission tonight, and Nick jumped in and said that he was, and that any poz cock in more than welcome to empty toxic cum inside me. He did exactly that, his cock felt good inside me. He fucked me for a while, edging himself, fucking hard for a bit and then easing off. He explained to Nick and Evan that he wanted to work up a bigger load, and asked if they minded if he fucked for as long as he could. They both agreed that he should do whatever he could to increase the size of his load. They both got their hard cocks out and took turns using my mouth, both wanting to enjoy the situation, but neither wanting to cum in that end. Eventually, the cock in my ass throbbed and throbbed and throbbed while the guy attached to the cock let out something like a mix of a groan, a yell, and a scream, and I was filled up with another load of toxic goo. Nick and Evan exclaimed "Fuck yeah!" almost in unison. After the 4th cock of the evening, my ass was sore and tender. I think I'd had enough cock for the night. I told Nick and Evan that I thought I should stop there. Evan seemed disappointed, as I know he wanted to fuck me. Nick just said "Bullshit. You can stop when I say you can stop" He then asked Evan if he still wanted to fuck me, and Evan said "Of course, my cock needs to blow" and Nick said "Then shove it in, I'm the one who gives permission, not him". Evan was horny and thrust in hard, making me wince. He fucked hard and quick, as if he was worried that Nick would change his mind before he had a chance to cum. After only a few minutes, I had Evan's load added to the mix of cum inside me. Evan pulled out and Nick rammed his cock home, making me wince and yelp. Nick fucked me brutally and said "See what happens if you try to refuse me? There's no way I'm going to let your ass go without fucking you when you have 2 toxic loads in there that need to be massaged in" Thankfully it was a quick fuck, and he sent another batch of swimmers inside me. He pulled out and we all walked back to the car. I was naked, of course, because my clothes were in the car. "Clench and tighten your hole. Don't let any cum escape" Nick demanded.

Part 7 We are at the airport waiting for our flight in the airline’s private lounge. When we land, we will meet up with 20 other guys, who are joining us on this poz sex tour. It will be strange to meet Chad there and know that he is officially a poz man now, but I will cross that bridge, when we arrive. Mark is resting his head on my shoulder, while I try to read. Despite all my efforts, I keep looking at one of the airline crew members. I know him from somewhere, but I cannot place him. His pants seem to be somewhat to small for him as his bulge is massive, or he put a sock in there. But I wouldn’t know why, he looks sexy as hell, slim tight frame, with muscles showing and a surprising strong back and shoulder. He has the V-shape perfected. But I take my eyes of him, needing to occupy myself with something else as my cock is already hard pressing against my leather pants and there won’t be any release for the next few hours. So, I put my book aside, take my phone out of my pocket, carefully trying not to wake Mark. I angle the phone over our heads and click, a nice little photo of Mark drooling on my shoulder. He stirs a little but remains sleeping. As I wanted to put my phone back, I receive a message from Luke. He and Tony are currently studying for their final exams but apparently skipped learning for a nice day at the beach. I send the photo of Mark on my shoulder and receive a bunch of laughing emojis. Suddenly, the man I cannot place stays in front of me. ‘Hello Thomas, can I bring you anything, tea, coffee or champagne?’ Mark stirs again and finally wakes up. ‘Oh, sorry Mark, I didn’t want to wake you’ ‘It’s alright Frank’ a sleepy Mark says ‘when I hear the word champagne, I wake up immediately’ ‘You never change… so, two champagnes for you two?’ ‘Yes’ I say ‘thank you very much’ As the crew member leaves, I ask Mark who that man is. ‘Oh, that’s Frank, Graham’s husband, you remember the professor’ ‘Ah, alright, but have I met him before? I know his face, but can’t remember ever meeting him’ ‘You haven’t, but you might have seen him in a few pictures around the shop as he used to help at the beginning. He is a really lovely man, and he fancies you.’ ‘What gives you that idea?’ ‘When I met up with him and Graham a few days ago, talking about everything, your name came up and I showed him a picture of you… don’t worry a decent one, your nudes and more are save with me. Even though, I think the picture of your backside while you're riding my cock, heaven:’ ‘Get to the point Mark’ I say teasingly. ‘He saw your picture and was immediately smitten. Graham then said you were a great fuck, and Frank just was all lost in fantasy.’ ‘But why didn’t he just join one of the group nights and he could have fucked me already?’ ‘He doesn’t like them, and truth be told a lot of the guys just cannot take him. I tried it once, but that cock is just too big.’ ‘Really? Well now I’m hard and intrigued.’ ‘Why not go for it, there are private rooms here for a quick nap, so why not use it differently. Opposite to me, you are a fucking power bottom …’ And those three words stopped Frank as he approached us with our champagne glasses. He looked at us puzzled but then went back to his professional attitude putting the glasses on the table. I on the other hand, had lost all pretence and ask Frank directly. ‘Frank, could you show me the private spaces for a quick nap please?’ ‘Eh, of course, Thomas please follow me.’ A look at his bulge tells me that his cock has registered what is about to happen. He guides me to one of the rooms, puts in a PIN code and let me step inside first. Then I hear the door closing, thinking for a moment he left me alone, but as I turn around, he is standing there. Hunger in his eyes. I step forward and without a word we both are entangled in a deep, longing kiss. His hands wander immediately to my ass, while I start to stroke his cock through his pants. This cock is something else, my mind isn’t really comprehending, but it feels almost like 10 inches, which would be just ridiculous. We are not in porn. But as he pulls me closer to his body, and my hand is now resting on his lower back, I decide to just go for it. I start to loosen his tie, then unbutton his shirt and the muscled torso with the right amount of hair to accentuate every muscle, drives me wild. ‘Cold we film it?’ I hear myself saying, not knowing why, but I want to keep this memory. ‘Of course, keep going’ While I keep undressing him, now working on his belt. He takes his phone from his pocket, puts it on a little shelf besides the door and presses the recording button. The belt is now gone, only leaving the final reveal of his cock. I start with the button of the pants, and as it snaps open I push my face into his crotch, breathing in the manly smell of his pubes, which tease a hairy frame around his mysterious cock. Then I take his zipper between my teeth and slowly pull down. To my fortunate surprise, Frank went commando today, so his cock springs at me immediately, hitting me on my right cheek. Now I know why Mark hasn’t manage this one, Frank’s cock is like an upper size dildo, almost 10 inches long and at least 8 inches in girth. As I take a closer look I see a scorpion tattoo on the length of his dick, the letter P O Z on the back of the scorpion. ‘Wow, what a beautiful and impressive cock’ I say in awe. ‘But can you take it?’ Frank says teasingly ‘only a few have managed it so far’ ‘Oh, don’t you worry, this poz cock will be taken, even if it splits me apart’ ‘Well then, let’s get to it.’ Before I had a chance to take the cock in my mouth, Frank pulls me up and undresses me with force. My shirt and pants flying through the small room, he pushes me onto the small bed, luckily the walls frame the bed completely. He kisses me again, his tongue entering my mouth deeply. Then he crawls over my head and put his cock right to my mouth. I start to lick the tip but have difficulties getting the whole cock inside my mouth. He starts to thrust, which already let him develop some precum, the taste of masculinity hitting my tongue immediately. This encourages me, finally managing to get the whole girth of his cock inside my mouth, even if it only has been a few inches. He pulls out of my mouth and gives me another deep kiss, before he opens a hidden compartment in the wall, revealing a collection of lubes. ‘Well, I guess in this room there is little sleeping going on’ ‘Oh, that’s right this room is prepared for us crew members to fuck. Don’t think this is rare, it almost happens daily.’ ‘Great, take this one’ I point to a fisting lube, getting into it lately, even though no hand has yet, penetrated me. ‘but now give me you poz cock and toxic load.’ ‘Oh, I will and if you haven’t been pozzed already, this will do it, my viral load at the moment is over a fucking million.’ ‘Fuck, yeah. Give it to me, poz me up now.’ We stop talking, as he begins to lube up my hole, with a few fingers already entering me in preparation. Then he puts it on his cock too and pressing my legs over my head to expose my hole fully. He positions the head of his cock on my entrance, a first slow thrust to test my openness. We are both surprised, that my hole offers almost no resistance to the pressure. He looks at me seriously and with a stronger push his cock’s tip enters me. I moan loudly, almost a scream. He lets himself fall towards me and kisses me, while the tip is still inside me. As we kiss, he pushes further, all his muscles on his back contracting. It is an unbelievable feeling as his massive poz cock slides deeper into me. He breaks the kiss and gets back up to control the fuck. As he looks down at his cock fucking me, I enjoy the sensation of this beautiful man being inside me. He looks back at me and pushes again, his cock sliding deeper and deeper. ‘The half is done’ he says reassuringly. ‘Fuck me, stop being careful, push me to the limit’ I say full of lust. He doesn’t need to hear this twice. With a last deep look into my eyes, he pushes his whole body towards me, his cock now buried balls deep inside me. My body reacts immediately to the sensation of lust, pain and fulness. I moan in ecstasy. Frank pulls his cock almost out completely, before thrusting it back in again. I adept to his cock quickly, and my hands crab his ass to pull him closer to me. This encourages him to be rougher, which results in him fucking me so hard, that we wander on the bed and my head is hitting the wall. He takes his cock out of my hole completely, positions me on all fours and with a violent thrust starts to fuck me from behind, doggy-style, his hands now on my shoulders pulling me towards him. I feel his massive cock twitching inside me. ‘Are you ready for this toxic cum Thomas, you will be knocked up and poz for sure after this’ ‘Give it to me, fuck me, breed me, poz me.’ With those words he manages to further increase his thrusting rhythm, which is almost unbearable to take. He pulls me one final time towards him, as his cock shoots a toxic load of poz cum into me. It takes him 8 pulsations to finish his release., while I come hands free on the bed and the wall. We remain in our positions for almost a minute, without either one of us talking. It takes his cock to slip out of my hole, to bring us back into reality. ‘Wow, that was great Frank, let’s hope your seed has finally managed to make me a fellow poz brother’ ‘Oh, I’m sure of it. But now let’s get out of here, I think your flight is ready to board in a few minutes’ We put our clothes back on, Frank’s cum still deep buried inside me. He sends me the video of our fuck as we exchange numbers, because we both know, this needs to be repeated. As we step outside, Mark has again fallen asleep, this time on our luggage, the two champagne glasses empty. I wake him as the boarding of the flight will start shortly. He looks at me still sleepy but smiling. ‘You know, you are quite the screamer, when you think no one can hear you.’ ‘What…’ I look around and see the whispers of the other passengers ‘Fuck, well let’s hope none of those people is on our flight.’ ‘Good luck with that, but let’s get going or I fall asleep again.’ We make our way to the gate, taking our seats on the plane and trying to relax as Chad enters the plane greeting us as he searches his seat. ‘Well, this will be interesting. I cannot believe we are on holiday with my little brother’s ex fuckbuddy.’ I say annoyed. ‘Don’t worry about it, I hear he as sugar daddy on the tour. We might have more fun with it than you think.’ I give Mark a kiss, he already preparing to fall asleep again on my shoulder. ‘Wait, before you drool on my shoulders again, I have something to show you.’ The video Frank and I recorded has the desired effect, Mark is wide awake and horny as fuck now.

I've not had much fun for a while now, due to a variety of circumstances but now up in Scotland for a long weekend. This afternoon I met up with a 21 year old Afghan lad. I first met him about a year ago at a cruising ground where I fucked him bareback and came in him just after another guy had loaded him up. Afterwards we exchanged numbers and in the summer I arranged to meet him again at the same cruising ground and fucked him again. This time he came to my hotel room - he was a bit shy about getting naked, and kept his T shirt on. He removed everything else though and knelt up on the bed and, a little to my surprise, let me lick his hairy arsehole (I didn't think he would). After a while I lubed him up, slid my cock up him, fucked him and dumped what felt like a huge load right up him. He loved it, and so did I

Huge load last night. Don’t normally get the opportunity for evening action, but my (female) partner is away for the week, so decided to get out there and hit up Wet on Wellington here in Melbourne. It was my first visit since moving a few months ago and was also a mixed gender night. Lent a slightly weird vibe as was hard to tell who was there just to follow the girls around. Wandered the maze endlessly for ages to the point my feet were starting to cramp. It was getting late and I was at a decision point… Go home or take action! I’m pretty shy and don’t really like to approach people directly. Knew I’d have to either get ass up with an open door or get in a sling. Luckily, one of the sling rooms (with a big mirror on the side) was free so I hopped in, legs in the air. I assumed I’d be ignored for a while and would just call it a night or would vacate if a couple arrived wanting to use the sling. There was a well-built black African guy near the door after a couple of minutes. I assumed he might be looking to join in with one of the girls in the adjoining room, but next thing I know he’s closing the door and stroking his 7-8 inch cock at my hole. Oh boy! First balls-deep thrust up my ass and I knew I was in for a wild ride. I did my best to contribute with the occasional thrust against his cock, but it wasn’t necessary. He was expertly working me over. Slow and steady then wild, ball-slapping thrusts and deep penetration. He paused now and then to lube up a little, but it must have been at least 45 minutes of him relentlessly pounding my ass. I tried to milk his cock with my hole, but near the end I realized that was pointless and ineffective as he’d banged my sphincter into complete surrender by then. It was almost out of body by this point. It was just the non-stop slapping soundtrack of his cock and balls slamming against my butt cheeks, my white legs in the air against his black skin, and the occasional glance to the mirror to take in the scene. I had a vague sense I was close to tapping out but then he was cumming, shooting a massive load inside me, pressing balls-deep to make sure I got it all. I felt immediately full and wet as he pulled out. I touched a finger to my hole and he laughed at the undeniable evidence of a thorough and complete bareback fucking. He was so pleased with his epic performance and I was elated to have been of service. The only sad thing was that the door was closed and no-one else got to see to show. As we exited, the guy outside the room looked a little disappointed he couldn’t have a turn on me, but it was near closing time and I was wrecked in every sense. Had to urinate before leaving, but did my best to keep as much cum in me as possible for the long walk home, even though some of it was down my leg and in the towel. It was still oozing and farting out of me an hour later on the bathroom floor of my apartment. Just one load but it was one for the ages.

Part 4: I learnt that the second mystery guy from the blindfolded orgy was our flatmate Chris. Apparently it was only organized as a threesome, but while the first guy was fucking me, Nick heard Chris come home and met him at the door to offer him a chance to fuck me. I only found out because a few days later, Chris was complaining to Nick about being horny, he didn't have enough time to find a hook up before work, and didn't feel like just tossing off. I happened to arrive home just at that moment and Nick said to Chris that the cumdump was back, so he should just fuck me again. "What do you mean, again?" I asked Nick said "shh, no questions. Chris is in a hurry and needs to fuck you. Pants down. Now!" I knew never to disobey Nick, so I did as I was told, Chris lined up his cock, and with a bit of spit, he was inside me. He fucked hard and quick. I guess Nick wasn't lying about him being in a hurry. Even with the faster pace, I recognized the feeling and style from when I was blindfolded, and knew that he'd been the second guy to fuck me. The one who I'd sucked while mystery guy 1 loaded me up, and who then added his load to the mix before Nick enjoyed sloppy thirds. Chris grunted and emptied his balls inside me. He finished getting ready for work and was out the door, but not so quickly that he didn't see Nick taking advantaged of me being loaded up and shoving his cock where Chris' had just been. "You know I can't resist a pre-loaded hole" groaned Nick as he sunk balls deep in one thrust, his large tool stretching me even more than Chris had. While fucking me, I asked him if Chris had been the second mystery guy, and that's when Nick confirmed my suspicions. Nick also instructed me to let Chris fuck me whenever, and where ever too. I know technically this was already covered by Nick's rules, but he wanted to make it clear. I tried to find out who mystery guy 1 was, but Nick is very good at keeping secrets and just told me that I didn't need to know, but that I'd probably find out soon enough anyway. After Nick ejaculated deep inside me, I had to quickly get myself ready to meet a couple of friends for dinner and a movie. When I arrived at the restaurant, Patrick and Evan were already there. I guess I was about 10 mins late. Nick doesn't seem to care if I have plans or not. His dick takes priority. Now, Patrick and Evan were nice guys, both of them also friends with Nick, but unlike Nick, neither of them could keep a secret if their lives depended on it. I think both of them need gossip in the same way that the rest of us need oxygen. Nice guys otherwise though. The main difference between them was that Patrick was quite uptight sexually and very very vanilla. And very judgmental of people who didn't fit his strict moral code. Evan, on the other hand, was as promiscuous as they come and loved to tell everyone about his latest exploits. He didn't know the meaning of the word "discreet" and would take great delight in, for example, pointing out a hot daddy with his wife and kids, and telling us that he'd swallowed that guy's load in a city beat just a few days ago. Patrick would often tell him that he was disgusting, but still seemed to lap up every tidbit and file it away in his memory. Anyway, after we'd ordered, Evan was regaling us with his latest stories, including tricking a safe only guy into taking his cock raw. Patrick was horrified, but still wanted more details, and telling Evan that he should use condoms because he could catch anything with his lifestyle. Evan looked across the table at me and said "well, I'm not the only one here who enjoys a bit of raw fun". I must have looked very confused, because I'm very discreet about my hook ups, and I make sure I never tell Evan anything. Patrick wasn't going to let it rest though "What do you mean?". Evan replied "Look across the table. I fucked him bareback and shot my cum inside him". Patrick looked at me and asked "Really? You let Evan bareback you?" I replied "No, Evan's never fucked me. I don't know what he's talking about" Evan went on "Well, maybe you wouldn't know. You were blindfolded at the time and had ear plugs in. I fucked you, then your flatmate came home and he fucked you. Bare too. Then we left, and I know Nick fucked you immediately afterwards. That's 3 loads in one session, if I'm counting correctly" I just looked at him and said "oh fuck. That was you" I could tell that Patrick was outwardly disgusted at me, but I bet under the surface he was living for this kind of situation. I was pissed off at Nick. I know he was allowed to let anyone fuck me, but he knew that Evan wouldn't be able to keep it a secret. And now that Patrick knew, I bet it would only be a matter of time before our entire friendship group knew that I was a slut and cumdump. I don't remember the rest of the conversation, or even the movie, because my mind was churning over what had happened and how I could protect my reputation, or even if it was possible. We left the cinema, and Nick was waiting for us outside. That was a surprise to me, I thought he had other plans. Patrick, his gossip glands in overdrive, asked him straight away if Evan's story was true. Nick put his arm around my shoulder and said "Yes, this is my new sex toy. Basically a fleshlight for me, and for anyone I want to share him with". Patrick asked if that meant we were in a relationship, but Nick corrected him and said that it was just a sex arrangement. Nick then said "Speaking of sex arrangements, I'm horny and I'm going to head to a beat. I came here first because I want to take my sex toy with me to see how many loads I can get inside him". Patrick was, as expected, aghast, and said "You're not serious are you? He could catch something!" Nick - "I really hope so. That'd be hot. Do you want to come and watch or join in?" Patrick looked like Nick had asked him if he wanted to eat cockroaches, and said that it wasn't his scene, and that he needed to go home. Nick looked at Evan and said "What about you, do you want to fuck him again?" Evan said "Fuck yeah, I'm in!"

Part 2: I got in my car and drove home. My head was spinning. This was the first actual poz load I'd taken since going off prep and his load was still inside me. I was horny and scared, but also excited. I got home and needed a drink. While in the kitchen, one of my flatmates came home, the other flatmate worked nights, so I wasn't surprised that he wasn't there. Nick and I had been friends for years before moving in together. A lot of our mutual friends assumed we'd end up as a couple one day and were probably surprised that it hadn't happened yet. Nick and I were great platonic friends, but we couldn't be together, we didn't have that kind of spark. We did tell each other pretty much everything. Well, almost everything. He told me about his hook ups and I told him about mine. We were both fans of bareback and hated condoms, but I hadn't told him that I'd stopped taking prep. Nick was complaining that he'd lucked out. He'd gone to the effort of driving to the outskirts of the city only for the guy to tell him that he'd changed his mind. Nick was frustrated and horny. He then noticed that I seemed a bit off, like I wasn't paying attention because my mind was elsewhere. Nick: "Mate, what's up? What's go into you?" Me: "What's got into me? A guy with a big cock" Nick: "Hot. Tell me more" I told him about the guy who fucked me, and how I wasn't sure at first, and then how we'd asked another guy to make the decision for us. I left out the details about the first guy being poz and me being off prep. Nick: "That's hot. You're a slut. But why did you need the second guy to decide for you? Why didn't you just let the first guy fuck you?" Me: "I like being told what to do. It turns me on" Nick: "You've never shared that with me before. Do you like being used?" Me: "yeah, I do. There's something about being used for another guy's pleasure that gets me going" Nick: "Wow. That's kind of hot. So if some dude at a beat tells you that he's going to fuck you, you'll let him? Or does it need to be a different guy giving you instructions?" Me: "Either. It's hot when it's a different guy telling me who can fuck me, but I also like it when guys tell me that they're going to fuck me. Even better at a beat is when a guy doesn't ask or say anything, just turns me around, pulls my pants down, and fucks me" Nick: "What if he does ask you?" Me: "It depends. If he's hot, I might let him, but often if he asks me I find it a slight turn-off" Nick: "Interesting. What if he's ugly or something" Me: "If he asks, then I'll say no, but if he just dominates me then that's hot enough for me to let it happen" Nick: "Fuck. You are such a slut. Good thing you're on prep then, or you'd be a high risk" I couldn't lie. Nick knew me too well. Me: "Well, actually..." Nick: "What? you are on prep aren't you?" Me: "I stopped taking it. I didn't like it" Nick: "Well, your choice I guess" With that, Nick turned me around to face the sink and yanked my shorts down, then pushed me so i was leaning over. Me: "Nick, what are you doing?" Nick's shorts had also disappeared and his hard cock was touching my hole. Nick: "What do you think i'm doing? I'm going to fuck you" Nick pushed, and my ass went into autopilot, relaxing enough to let him in. I had never seen Nick's dick before, and at this point I still couldn't see it, but it felt thick. He pushed in and pushed further. How long was his fuck tool? It just kept going. I felt very full, and to be honest, his cock felt amazing inside me, but this was my friend, using me like a fleshlight. Me: "Nick, fuck, you're inside me. Why are you doing this?" Nick: "You have some random dude's load in you and you like to be used without being asked. I'm fucking horny and your story got me even hornier. I love sloppy seconds, so I'm not letting this opportunity disappear" He fucked me hard. It was weird at first that my best friend was fucking me after so many years of us kind of having a line that we wouldn't cross, but it felt so good. I wished I known how good he was at fucking years ago. He was fucking me deep. All the way in and then pulling out until just the head was inside me before thrusting back. While fucking me he started asking me more about the earlier fuck that evening. Nick: "Tell me about the guy who fucked you. Whose cum is currently lubing my dick?" Me: "He was taller than me, slightly older, fit. Good cock" Nick: "Did he have a big cock?" Me: "Yes, it was a great cock. Big and thick, but I think yours is bigger" Nick: "And this random guy just flooded your ass and you're not on prep. Did you bother asking him his status to see if it was safe for him to fuck you?" Me: "Umm... yeah, I asked him what his status was" Nick: "And he was safe? Can you trust him to be honest?" Me: "He was honest. He told me he was poz" Nick: "Fuck you are a slut. Neg, off prep, and taking poz loads. And now I'm fucking you using that poz cum as lube. You know my cock is massaging that cum in to you with every thurst" I swear he shoved his meat stick in harder and deeper at that comment. That pushed me over the edge and I came hands-free, conveniently into the sink in front of me. My ass tightened and with a final deep push that felt like it was in my stomach, Nick roared and emptied his balls inside me. He leant over me, catching his breath, before eventually pulling out. "We need to talk. But first, I need a shower" and he headed off towards the bathroom. I stayed where I was for what seemed like an eternity before pulling up my shorts, a bit worried about what Nick would say now that he has cum and isn't so horny. Nick had a quick shower and returned to the kitchen. He asked me why I'd gone off prep and when I told him that I was chasing and it made me horny, he confessed that he too liked it and often read the stories on BZ when he wanked. He didn't want to convert though, so he's staying on prep, but he wants to see a conversion, so he's going to use me for that. He also told me that he wants to fuck someone with the fuck flu, and he's going to use me for that too. He said he's going to be fucking me a lot in the future. He never asked, he just said he would.

Weekend with the Boss and his Friends I had been working hard at the office lately, lots of long nights of overtime. That, no doubt, gave my boy plenty of evenings alone, all FILLED with fun, I'm sure. I would get home around midnight, and he's be in bed. I'd nuzzle up behind him, the room full of the scent of man-cum, getting me instantly hard. I would sandwich my cock in his slippery crack, already wet with someone else's jizz. Some nights he'd let me add to the loads simmering inside, some night's he'd roll over and go back to sleep, leaving me hard and horny. One of those nights, I logged online on my phone and chatted dirty with some POZ daddy friends, jerking myself off with my slutty boy asleep beside me. At the end of a particularly busy Thursday, after a few weeks of this, my boss knocked on my office door. He's a stud, but I'd never done anything with him except for a few flirty comments and a crotch grope at last year's drunken Christmas party. Jack is a solid 6'-0” of muscle, broad shoulders, wide chest, and slim waist, buzzed sandy brown hair flecked with a hint of silver. He sometimes leaves the office at lunch to work out, changing in his corner office into his sweats and coming back the same way. I can get hard just smelling him walk back in afterwards, slightly sweaty and glistening, before he showering in his personal bathroom and changing back into his custom suits. So fucking sexy. Jack told me his wife was out of town for the weekend, and he wanted to know if I wanted to join him for a long weekend at his beach house. He was going to be inviting some friends over and thought my boy and I would make the perfect addition to the party. He told me his frat buddies from back in his college days would be joining. We would drive out there together after lunch on Friday. He raised his eyebrows, which led me to think they had gotten up to some fun times and this weekend might be a repeat of that. He describe Chet and Sam to me and I could swear I saw a swelling bulge in his trousers. He was me looking, winked and smiled, saying, “Showing you and your... friend... will be the highlight of the weekend. Promise.” I realized that I hadn't introduced my boss, Jack, to my boy and wondered how he might know what kind of highlights my boy could offer... I accepted and called my boy to tell him about our new weekend plans. After a few rings, he breathlessly picked up the phone. “Did you run to get the phone,” I asked. “Umm... (pant pant pant) something like that.” “Are you entertaining right now?” “Uggggg....” I told him to have a good time not to make plans for the weekend. “Uh huh... YES. YES. YES,” was all I heard in response and he hung up. I knew he'd be full of cum by the time I got home. I finished up my work, and without calling my boy, headed home. As I neared my house, I saw a beat-up truck pulling out of the driveway, driven by a sexy blond hunk. As our cars passed, he signaled to roll down my window. “That slut is taking all loads. He's all slicked up. I left two HOT loads in his hole for the next guy to work in deeper. Enjoy yourself.” The hunk smiled and drove off. I parked the car on the street, and quietly let myself in the house. All of the lights were off except for the hall to the bedroom. And there, found my boy on all fours, ass up, fingering his loosened hole. “Party's over, or it's just beginning” I whispered as I stripped out of my suit and tie and climbed on the bed behind him. “Now, I've got one more dude planning on seeding my hole. Do you mind?” “Not at all.” I heard a car motor shutting off as I teased his slack pussy with my cock, covering my glans with globs of cum and heard the front door open. I backed off and stood in a dark corner of the bedroom. To my surprise, Jack walked into my bedroom, in his sweats, fresh from the gym, sporting a huge hard on, poking out his pants. “You ready for my load, boy?” “Yeah, Jack. Fill me up.” So these two had met before.... Jack pulled his t-shirt over his head revealing his wide furry chest and pulled his sweats down. My nose was met with the sexy smell of his sweat as he lurched forward and slammed his bare cock all the way in my boy's sloppy hole. I rock hard, oozing precum, and worked the gobs of the hunk's cum all over my dick. I worked my cock as I watched my hunky boss push a stranger's HOT cum deeper in my boy's willing hole. “You sloppy cumpig,” Jack growled as he pumped away. “Your ass is so wet. How many loads you got up there?” “Enough,” my boy whimpered as his face was pushed into our bed. “You're gonna get one more!” I watched as Jack's ass hammered away, his big hairy balls slapping my boys thighs. “Take it! Take it all!!!!” He pumped forward a few more times, his low-hangers dancing, as he bred my boy. I was about to cum, and had to hold my cock tight to keep from blasting off. Jack wiped his sweaty brow with his beefy hairy arm and pulled out of my boy's ass with a wet plop. He pulled up his sweats, saying, “You boys are going to be the life of my little party this weekend. If you haven't caught the bug yet, you'll be sure to get something from my old buddies, Chet and Sam. They're bigger whores that you could ever hope to be.” My boy rolled over, working three fingers into his hole with one hand and furiously fisting his rod with the other. He looked up at Jack smiling, “I can't wait.” Jack leaned over and roughly forced his tongue into my boy's mouth. My boy came instantly, shooting his wad all over Jack's heaving chest. Jack worked the load into his chest hair, kissing my boy fiercely, and then pulled on his shirt and left without a word. As soon as I heard the front door close, I pounced on my boy, shoving my slimy cock into his slack loose hole. He was so used I could barely feel anything, just sloshing my dick around in a sea of cum. He helped out my pulling his hole wide and shoving two fingers from each hand inside himself. The new tightness, mixed with the thought of the hunk's HOT loads mixing with my boss's brought be off in seconds and I added my spooge to the mix. “Wanna pack now or in the morning,” I asked as I caught my breath. “Pack what. With this kind of party we won't need much.” “An overnight bag? Maybe a swimsuit.” “If that,” he yawned. “I know for sure what we won't be needing.” “What's that?” “Condoms.” With that, I lay down beside him. We drifted off to sleep in a puddle of cum and ass juice. My cock stayed hard all night, looking forward what was sure to be an eventful weekend. To be continued...

Looking back, I see now that when we initially met he wasn't just asking questions. It was more of an interview. I'm a bi-bottom in a fairly small town which makes meeting a guy for MM sex a very rare thing. I was checking my mail one day and there was a response from a MM sex site on which I had a profile. I clicked the link and found a guy who was my age. He lived about an hour away but had bought some farmland and a farm house very close to my house. His profile didn't have a face picture, but it did have one of his cock. And damn, what a cock. Looked to be a good eight inches and very thick. The profile also said he was a strictly a top. It sounded too good to be true. I answered his e-mail and we exchanged a few messages over the next few days. He asked quite a few questions before agreeing to meet me. It sounded like he was really concerned our our meeting would be discrete, which I liked. He was in town the next weekend and agreed to meet me in a parking lot and talk before going any further. I very nervously drove to the place and waited only a minute before his truck turned in. He pulled up beside me and motioned me inside. He did most of the talking and that's what I mean when I said I should have realized I was being interviewed for safety and discretion. Was I married? How many guys had I met? What did I do with them? Condom use? etc. I see now that by the time he decided to invite me back to his place he was convinced I was clean as I rarely played and always played safely. I followed him back to his place. He locked the door behind me walked over the couch and dropped his pants. I knelt between his legs and handled his cock for a few minutes. He was already rock hard. I have an eight-incher myself and I could see he was hung every bit as long as was I, but his was considerably thicker. I wondered if his cock was more then I could handle, but I figured it was too late to back out, so I went down on him, sucking him as well I could, but only about half would fit in my mouth. I licked his balls, which by his reaction, I gauged he really liked. I could see he had pretty good control because I got into a good rhythm a few times that would have pushed most guys over the edge and he just kept taking it. After a good 15 minutes of sucking and a sore jaw, he stood up and told me to get undressed. He stepped behind me, reached around with one hand to handle my cock and started circling my hole with a finger on the other hand. I bent over a little to give him better access. He licked his finger a few times to lube my hole and slowly pushed it inside. If I didn't have pretty good control I would have shot right there. He fingered me for a minute or two and pulled it out but kept stroking my cock. I felt him rub his cock head around my hole but he didn't try to push it in so I remained bent over and enjoyed the feeling. A little more of that and his cock pulled back and the next time it touched my hole it was wet with spit. He stopped circling and put a little pressure on my hole. I came out of the horny fog he had me in enough to ask for a condom. He said he wanted to ease it in a little here bare and then we'd get a condom and finish in the bedroom. It sounded so reasonable I didn't say anything but bent over a little more, giving him the answer he wanted. His cock touched my hole again and he upped the pressure a little. I took a few deep breaths and relaxed and felt just the tip of his cock start in me. His thickness made it pretty difficult. Less than an inch went in me and it just stopped. He withdrew it, re-wet it and tried again. Each time I felt it open me a little wider as just another fraction of his cock entered my hole. After six or seven repetitions of this behavior, I could feel he had all of the head in and almost had the full thickness of the shaft. The next time he pulled out and rubbed spit on his cock, I pushed out hard with my ass just as he started easing back into me. I felt a very quick but mild jab of pain as the thickest part of his cock slipped in and then just an incredibly good, full feeling. He didn't move right away, but gave me time to adjust. Then he pulled back out, wet his cock one more time, and this time a good four or five inches of that beautifully thick dick slid in me. We both caught our breath. I guess it felt as good to him as it felt to me. I hadn't had a cock in me without a condom in about 15 years and had forgotten how good it felt. I think he felt the same thing because during our talk he had said he always used a condom, so presumably he didn't bareback very often. He slowly fucked me with about half of his length, pulled out to wet it again, and on the next entry he started giving me a little more with every stroke. It felt incredible. I don't think I'd ever been fucked so well, and he hadn't really started yet, but at the same time my hole felt so full I was wondering if I was going to be able to take all of him. I laid my head on the back of the couch and made up my mind to take it. Every time he went a little deeper I felt my cock jump from the sensation. A few strokes later I felt his hips touch mine - and just in time. I was just about to tell him I couldn't take anymore but he had managed to get the whole thing in me before I gave up. He hadn't sped up a bit. All the time he was opening me up his strokes were very slow and steady. He pulled almost all the way out and gave me a couple of those same slow strokes going all the way in. I swear it felt like 20 inches of cock were going into me. Withdrawing himself completely he suggested “Let's go to the bedroom.” I followed him in, walking a little funny, I think, and asked again where he kept his condoms. He pulled one out of the nightstand and put it on the bed. He asked if he could fuck me bare for a few minutes more before putting it on. He obviously had good control and I knew he wouldn't cum until he was ready. I agreed and got on my hands and knees on the bed. He got behind me, spit on the huge cock again and just as slowly as before easing all eight inches in me. Not that I'd been fucked a lot but he was definitely the best top with whom I had played. He got right back to the same slow-paced fucking as he started with out on the couch. He was holding my hips and although his thrusts were a little harder, he wasn't going any faster. He'd pull out until I could feel my hole close slightly as all but the head slipped out, then get stretched wide again and he slammed back into me. I was really getting into it and was starting to grunt and make some noise which is rare for me. I remembered in the back of my mind he was still fucking me bare but I figured I could tell if he sped up like he was getting close to cumming. In the meantime, I just enjoyed getting railed. I was groaning, moaning, saying, “Fuck me, fuck me," and did he ever. My ass was getting a little sore because we hadn't used any lube but his spit which was drying. I found my voice enough to tell him to get the condom and lube me some before I got raw. He pulled out put some more spit on his cock and put it back in bare, asking “Let me fuck you a little longer, man, bare first.” It felt so damn good to have his dick thrusting back in me I put my head back down and just enjoyed getting fucked some more. His strokes never changed in speed. He had a good grip on my hips and was pulling me back to meet his thrusts in slow but steady rhythm. With no warning, no quick thrust, no noise at all from him, on one of those slow strokes, he stopped on an in stroke. I could feel his cock start jerking deep in my guts. I was enjoying the great fucking so much it took me few seconds to realize he was cumming. About the time it struck me, he breathed out hard and pulled his cock out of me. I freaked for a minute. He assured me he was as safe as I was. He told me some of his history and I calmed down a little. He told me he had been looking for a guy that he trusted was as safe as he was for a fuck buddy. Turns out the initial interview was when he made his decision. I drove home with his cum dripping out of my well worked hole, looking forward to the next time he was in town.

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Part 3 (no explicitly poz loads in this chapter): Nick wasn't lying when he said he'd be fucking me a lot. I don't think a day went by since our first fuck without at least one of his loads in my ass. Most days he fucked me twice. His libido was off the charts. He was fucking me twice most days and also going out and hooking up with randoms too. Sometimes he took his time, other times it was a quick fuck because he needed to get off. He didn't seem to care if I had an orgasm or not, it was all about his pleasure. He just fucked me when he wanted, and he never asked for permission. He enjoyed fucked other guys either at beats, their place, or sex clubs, and then coming home, finding me in the apartment, pulling my shorts down and shoving his dick inside me. He'd fuck me while telling me about the guy or guys he'd just been inside and loved pointing out that he hadn't washed his dick since fucking them, hoping that he was passing something from them to me. He would just fuck me anywhere, at any time. In the kitchen, my bedroom, his bedroom, the living room, a couple of times in the hall just inside the front door, and even on the balcony. It definitely wasn't a private balcony, so I'm sure some of our sessions out there were watched by someone. I was surprised but glad that our other flatmate, Chris, hadn't caught us yet. There were a few close calls, with Nick ejaculating inside me just as Chris opened the door, giving us just enough time for Nick to pull out and both of us to get our pants back in order. Chris was more a friend of Nick's than mine, someone Nick knew who took the third room when our previous flatmate moved out, so I didn't know him as well and I hadn't talked to him about anything sexual. I really didn't know how he'd react if he caught us fucking, or even if he knew that we'd fucked many times in the kitchen where he prepared his meals. After a few weeks of this kind of schedule, Nick told me that I wasn't being a good enough slut. Since the first week, I hadn't been to a beat or hooked up with anyone else because Nick was fucking me a lot. Nick said he enjoyed having me as his personal sex toy, but reminded me that he loves fucking a cum-filled ass, and I should be collecting random loads so that he can fuck me afterwards. Plus, if he's the only one fucking me, my chances of taking a poz load are unacceptably low. It had only been a few weeks since the incident at the beat when I was told to let a poz guy breed me, so it was too early to tell but I felt like I was still neg and he hadn't converted me. I told Nick that I'd been reconsidering being a bug chaser, and thought I should start taking my prep tablets again to protect myself, but that I hadn't decided fully. Nick said that I obviously wasn't good at making decisions and needed someone else to make them for me, so he came up with a few rules for me to follow: 1. I'm not allowed to take prep or pep unless Nick gives me explicit permission. 2. No loads refused. Anyone and everyone is allowed to fuck me as long as it's bareback. 3. I must visit at least 1 beat per day. 4. If Nick sends me instructions to go to a guy's house or other location, I must follow those instructions and take the guy's load. 5. No underwear allowed. I must go commando at all times for easy access. Even at work. I wasn't sure what to say, but I could tell from his tone and expression that these rules weren't up for negotiation. Nick "sealed the deal" buy fucking and breeding me. The next day when I returned from work, Nick met me at the door and just said "your bedroom, now. Remove all clothes and wait on the bed for me". I did as instructed, expecting him to come in and fuck me, but he entered the room carrying a blindfold and earplugs. He tied the blindfold around my head and told me to insert the ear plugs. I could hear him faintly if he spoke with his mouth next to my ear, but I couldn't see anything. He had me sitting on the edge of the bed and I felt the presence of another person. Nick took my hand and guided it to a cock, and moved my hand up and down the shaft. I took the hint and started wanking this unknown guy. His cock felt slightly longer than average, and I think it was cut. It wasn't as big as Nick's cock, but then again, very few are. Nick is blessed in that department. My head was guided to this stranger's cock and I knew what to do. I was being instructed to suck it. I did my best, the cock tasted nice and there was a good amount of precum for me to lick up. I normally structure my headjob technique based on feedback, but with the earplugs, I couldn't hear any moans or comments from the guy attached to the dick in my mouth. The blow job didn't last long before the dick was removed from my mouth and I was repositioned on the bed so that the mystery man's cock could have easy access to my hole. A bit of lube, a bit of pressure, and he was balls deep inside me. While he used my ass as if I was nothing more than a fleshlight, I felt another cock at my lips. This one was thick and uncut. I had sucked it before, and I was certain that it was Nick's. I didn't often get to suck him because he preferred to fuck, and especially if he'd just been inside another guy, as he said, he didn't want my mouth cleaning off anything that should be donated to my ass. Nick's cock left my mouth but the cock in my ass kept pounding away, getting gradually faster and faster, the mystery guy fucking harder and harder. I thought he was getting close and then felt someone climb back up on the bed. I thought Nick had returned and I hoped he'd let me suck his cock again. A cock did appear at my lips but it wasn't one that I recognized. I opened up and let the new guy, mystery man 2, enter my mouth. I didn't know who either of these two were, but I hoped that they were enjoying the experience. I didn't want any rumors going around that I was a boring sex partner. Mystery man 1 fucked harder, pushed in as deep as he could, and collapsed on my back, while flooding my colon with his load. I wondered who he was and where Nick had found him. Mystery guy 2 immediately pulled out of my mouth and I felt his cock knocking at my backdoor. I knew what was expected of me, so I relaxed and let him in. He didn't last as long as the first guy and before I knew it, his load was added to the one already inside me. He pulled out and I was left alone for a while. It felt like ages, but was probably only 5 mins or so, before Nick returned and shoved his long, thick tool deep inside me. When he was all the way in, he pulled the earplugs out of my ears and told me that this is how he liked to fuck me - random guys' cum inside me as lube. He told me that I'd been a good slut taking those loads. I asked him who they were, and he said that the whole point of me wearing a blindfold and earplugs was so that I didn't know who they were. With a shout of "fuck yeah, I love a sloppy hole", Nick emptied his balls inside me. Something about the way he came set me off and I sprayed my load all over the bed below me. After he finished, Nick took the blindfold off me and I was about to see again. I told him that it was fucking hot that he'd just invited two random strangers over to fuck me like that. He said two things, firstly, that he liked it too and that he will do it again, and secondly, that they weren't strangers, but next time he might choose some random guys. What did he say? They weren't strangers? My head started swimming with possibilities. Who had he shared me with? Did I know them or did he know them? Nick could see that I wasn't going to let it rest, and just told me that I couldn't ask anymore questions, but we both know both guys, they're not strangers to either of us, and they both told Nick that they wanted to fuck me again sometime, and Nick said he'd make it happen. End of the third chapter. I promise that there will be poz cum in the next installment.

We chatted for about three weeks on bbrts before actually meeting for the first time. He had photos on the site and had sent more when I'd asked but, he was much better looking in the flesh. 20 years old, dark brown eyes, olive coloured skin, which looked completely unblemished from the little on show. Almost six feet tall with a slim, fit body. His short dark brown hair was expensively cut and combed away from his very good looking young face. We'd already discussed at length what he wanted but I wanted to meet him in person. Firstly to make sure he was genuine and not just another flake who wanks himself off while fantasising and to make sure he knew what he was really getting into. The coffee shop where we'd made arrangements to meet was fairly large and spacious. It was almost three in the afternoon so the lunch crowd had long gone. There was only an elderly couple and a small group of young mums killing time before the school pick up. Dave was a little nervous I could tell. He kept looking away to make sure no one was approaching or listening in to our conversation. Had we not met for the reason intended he was the sort of young guy I would look at and imagine what he looked like naked, think I'd like to have sex with but, know I wouldn't stand a chance with in normal circumstances. Why would a twenty year old kid even notice a fifty year old greying, bespectacled guy who was past his best physically. But, these weren't normal circumstances. We'd met to discuss me breeding him. His overwhelming desire, so he told me for me to fertilize him, impregnate him, knowingly infect him, poz him. I had known these desires myself. They had been so strong and dominated me for so long, that I to had gone in search of someone to give me their infected seed. I remember my conversion so vividly. My desire, fear, apprehension. The guys face, his eyes, seemingly, staring into my very soul. The sweat dripping off his fat reddened face and his fat stinking body as he plowed my arse with his large cut cock. I remember the pain and how sore my hole was as he rammed himself into me without any lubricant. He fucked me hard for at least forty minutes. His cock tearing at the soft internal flesh and large balls slapping on my arse. As painful as it was I never asked him to stop or slow down as I wanted his toxic sperm so badly. I didn't think he would ever manage to cum but eventually he began grunting, his eyes wild looking and his face even redder. I closed my eyes and had a mental image of his cock sliding inside me back and forth, in and out. Suddenly he shouted 'Yes' and thrust himself into me hard and deep, up to the hilt. I could feel his body convulsing, his cock pumping his seed into me. In my mind's eye I could see his cock, now deeper than before inside me, pumping a large creamy stream of thick positive cum up inside me. I could see individual sperm swimming, looking to fertilize me, make me pregnant. Suddenly my breeder collapsed on top of me. We were both sweating profusely. He stank but I loved the smell. His tongue found my mouth. His breath smelt as well and loved that to. I wanted to remember every detail of this fuck. I knew it had changed my life forever. As I sat at the table looking at this handsome young man, remembering my own conversion, I knew I would change his life forever to. I could feel my cock begining to swell in anticipation. I wanted to take him, fuck him and give him my babies. **To be continued**

Dad and my older brother as well. Just dad was raising us, and was already blowing both of them. My brother was the first to put his dick me. Even though it was weirdly uncomfortable that first time, I knew by my brother’s face that this going to be something we did regularly. And fuck we did. I just remember we were out of school and fucking morning, noon and night. And even though my brother just became a teenager, he could lay some serious pipe and making me into a moaning bitch early on. I think that first week, we fucked in just about every room and every fuckable surface in the house. My dad told me the reason he started putting his dick in me was he’d hear my brother banging me out at all hours of the night. I am sure he could tell I was a huge fucking slut

I hardly ever wear deodorant. I typically go days without showering, if I many too physically active. I only shower if I need to wash my hair or I start to smell myself. I only use detergent if I am going out in public and don’t have time, or motivation, to shower. I enjoy having my pits, ass, and crotch licked and sucked after a long sweaty day’s work. In the summertime, here in Oklahoma, I typically don’t have to do much in order to sweat.

After last night’s pounding

This Sunday, Nov 30, I will be at Pullermans in Cologne for the Showtime event. Showtime's unique rules let everyone film and snap freely (sign a consent form at entry) explicit hard cruising to capture it all with phone/camera. Come just to watch/document (hood up for anonymity if you want but most of the Fags are proud to show full face) or to fuck merciless. Goal: expose the fags!

Fuck that condom shit. I will break the condom.

Me too! I shot so many loads to this over the years I feel like I have it memorized 😈

I have a buddy. Although he lived in country, we fucked from time to time. A couple of years ago he moved to Austria. Today he was on his way back to the town he was born in. His birthday was today. He texted me then he would want to stop at my house. His ball were full and he needed to empty his sack. I told him that it’s more than welcome. He told me that he needed to pee and it would be a huge amount of piss . He remembered that we had piss plays many times So I jumped in the bathtub when he arrived . His cock was rockhard and He started to make me suck him. He fucked my throat for a while when I felt a salty taste. Then he started to piss in my mouth. I swallow his piss and later I let it flow from my head to all my body. When he finished, I took a quick shower. He stayed beside the open door of the bathroom but I could only his silhouette on the wall. His big hard cock’s silhouette was hot Then we went to the bedroom. I gave him my deep throat He worked on this for a while, when I started to beg him for fucking me . He literally destroyed my hole. He fucked me mercilessly. I almost constantly breathe my poppers. When he needed some break I stayed on my fourth. He started to play with my hole. He praised me for my easily opening hole. He became more and more enthusiastic, and asked for x lube. I couldn’t believe how easily he started to fist me, while I was eating only poppers After a point I asked for break because my hole is not used to be fisted without other enhancements than poppers Not much later he ordered me to my stomach and started to fuck me like there’s no tomorrow. I was almost crying because my freshly fisted hole was extremely sensitive. My pain just turned him on and this me also .. I started to yell saying loudly that I needed his big cock and begged for his cum in me I was almost drying because of the extreme mixture of pain and pleasure He was getting faster and faster and started loudly breathing. And then he exploded in my hole If you want to check it, visit my x or bluesky profile 😈

I pile drive my cock deep as I squirt my first shot, pushing past the bottoms second hole. Every subsequent squirt is in conjunction with my thrusting back and forth to coat his entire gut with sperm. I want to make sure none my seeds drips from his pussy. It’s got to be stored inside his warm pussy so it can knock him up.

i know it's been 12 years, but i still want more of this story

Well sniffies came through after 2 or 3 days of flakes or pic collectors dude was down from Irvine for a day. Drove the 30 min to his hotels fucked with lights completely out and no lube, just spit. Thankfully I brought my poppers as I dunno if it would have worked out if I didn’t. I’m tight and he really enjoyed that. He’d slow down so he wouldn’t cum then picked the pace back up.

Who ever says they dont like older tops they are wrong! The other night on sniffies i had a 72 year old hit me up, he sent nice cock pics. Good size. But didn't want to send a face Pic. I was about to block him then he asked if I like bondage and ws... ooh now got my attention. I said sure he said he has a sling in his basement. A second ooh now Im interested. I asked any cock problems? He said no and I'm loaded with pills and i took a few a minute ago. I said ok address. He gave me his address and said ill clean you out when you get here. I arrived at his house and yes looked that age very gray hair in a bathrobe. So the slut I am I entered. He looked at me and said take your clothes off here and put them on the table. So I did. He said nice, grabbed my arm and said come this way as we walked down the stairs to the basement. I saw the sling with tables and chairs all around it on a cold concrete floor. He said hop up on it. As I got situated he took off his robe and exposed his average body in full leathers. Looked kinda nice. He walked over to me stroking and saw it was a good size. He then strapped me in put a blindfold on me. I started tobfeel him rubbing my leggs, chest then my cock. I heard noises then heard a sink get turned on. A few minutes I felt something hard and thin go in my hole pushing deep. He said j I st relax. Then a bloating feeling started as i assumed an enema as it was removed. He said release it. So I felt a stream pouring out. Then again.. He did this about 3 times. Then the last time again he said this is special blend as I felt a warming feeling in me and a little burning then I felt a rush hit after a few minutes and was told to hold it in. I expelled it and heard some noises then felt something by my nose as i was told to breathe in deep. Then all of a sudden his cock was pushing in as my body was tingling. It did feel amazing by this time and as he pumped and pumped for at least two hours I had a intense feeling with every inch going in and out. I wanted to tap out after a while i was getting to exhausted and sore but I couldn't say anything but moan. He started to moaned as he stopped moving then felt a warm feeling inside and pumped again as I heard slushing sounds from below I felt and smelled piss as it was dripping down my back. He pulled out and was pissing all over me it felt warm and i loved it. Then he was slurping my ass for sometime licking my hole and leggs. I could smell the strong piss smell all over me. He moved around and felt him slide his cock back in and pounded hard for some time slamming back a forth. He pulled out grabbed my cock and sucked me for a while he asked for me to let piss come out so I pushed and all of a sudden I pissed as he moved my cock feeling his mouth around on my cock slurping. I pissed on me and his mouth as he spit it on my face. He again slid his cock in for another pounding for a few more minutes then he moaned. He pulled out and walked away I heard noises as a sink was turned on then I felt him unstrap my leggs as warm water and a sponge was wiping all over me. I could smell soap. Then he removed my arms as he pulled me off to rinse me off with a bucket and sponges. Then towel dry me as he removed the blindfold. He hosed off the sling as I saw the drain in the floor. I still had a weird feeling but was rock hard as he sat on a chair to suck me. I was about to blow he pulled my hips in and swallowed my cock as I blew. He got up and we went upstairs to see his husband sitting there jerking. He said i saw everything and you have a great ass. I said thanks nice cock. He said come sit on it. So I turned around and slowly squated on it till my ass was on his lap. He said nice and loose. I grinded a little as he pushed me on the floor keeping his cock in then laid on me as he pumped and said in my ear im going to cum. He did cum as he laid on me for a minute. He got up I got up as the two started kissing. I slowly got up and sat down on the couch as they both sat next to me and we kissed each other for a while. I was getting hard as the 1st guy told me he wanted to watch me fuck his husband. He got all fours as I got into position to push my cock in him. My back and ass were rubbed as i pumped but I sadly lasted only few minutes as I blew a load in him. He spun around to suck me clean me. We got up and I got dressed and said my good byes.

I found it. Wish I knew what they were saying. [think before following links] https://thisvid.com/videos/breed-latin-thick-dick-fucks-bottom/

Several past and present figure skaters. Particularly the smaller fframe guys with their muscular little butts.

fucking hot, like it

I had to go back and read this after a few years. So hot and it took me back to my college days. Wish I had been so lucky back then.

Have set-up a private glory hole around 20 times over the past 2 years and have gotten quite a group of regular feeders that respond as soon as I post that I am open for business. I love the unvoiced silent bond between a regular feeder and me sitting on the other side of the hole…a warm mouth and silky throat that asks nothing and promises only to relieve him of the heavy burden in his nuts. I love a hosting feeders one after the other…a successive line of horny men needing head…patiently working my way through the line as I sit by the hole in anticipation of the next eager cock to slide through. My record is 18 loads in one 10 hour sitting…I blew clouds and drank only water to stay hydrated but had no food over that period other than the 18 creamy loads of anonymous sperm. My belly was distended and so full and…I was a content cocksucker!

Sharing my personal experience and thoughts: I started barebacking from the very introduction into and the beginning of my escapade to the world of relentless sex activity - I was underage at the time and have fucked quite a few holes ranging my age to late 40's before I came of age (16 years, here - in Israel). This was in the late 90's to early 2000's. At some points I have been on and off with condoms. I'm a total top, but had given bottoming 4 chances - two of which were condom sex and the other two were bare - just to find out I didn't like it (my personal taste only! I love you all, my fellow BB bottoms!) Since about 2006 I started leaning more towards bareback sex, and starting 2013 I decided to go bareback only. The arrival of PrEP in Israel - in 2017, and its rapid adoption by the sexually "promiscuous" populations here, has made barebacking significantly more available, as the use of condoms among PrEP patients started to become very rare. In Israel, we get sex-ed at school and at community clinics, and everyone is aware of the potential consequences of barebacking, despite the elimination the risk of HIV infection, but the pleasure of skin on skin, and for me, personally, the bare connection with my bottoms as I slide my dick in and out of their holes, and eventually shoot my loads inside them, is worth the risk of catching STD's. I believe most barebackers in Israel feel the same about barebacking. I'm not on PrEP, and never have been (please, no judgement and no lecturing. I have the right to make my own decisions as an adult of 40 yo), and my STD tally, after having fucked hundreds or more different holes) only stands on one case of throat Gono (I'm a big fan of giving rim jobs and blowjobs, and swallowing cum), and one case of penile Gono. This might be one reason I'm so promiscuous. Until early 2020, sexual health and PrEP habits were discussed before most of my sexual encounters, even at the baths, but after CoVid-19 restrictions were removed - around mid 2022, I noticed that these discussions were also removed off the table. To me it was the understanding that even if what the parties to the encounter disclose is 100% true and reliable, there is absolutely no way to eliminate the risk of catching STD's, so I just go ahead and find bottoms I feel I can connect to, and have my fun time with them. I also attend more anon action at the backrooms of the baths. I know that I can only rely on myself, and that I have to take care of my own health - get tested regularly and if I happen to catch something - treat it, knowing the risk I am taking as I fuck around - the risk of catching STD's, not excluding HIV. I do believe, however, that on the back of my mind, I assume that many bottoms I fuck nowadays are either Neg on PrEP or U = U, thanks to the availability of HIV treatment here. And, while some bottoms disclose their Poz status after I breed them, the assumption that in the 2020's I am less exposed to HIV infection, makes it much more comfortable for me to slide it in no questions asked. So, to conclude my own experience - PrEP did make bareback sex more available, for me, and even made it feel safer, although, as I already mentioned, I am not on PrEP.

My last load was to one of my regular subs . He’s going out of town for thanksgiving but he wanted a couple of loads in his Pussy before he left . Of course I agreed to feed the hungry slut . He came over we had some drinks and kissed for a while and then hunger must’ve taken over the slut’s entire being because he started begging for dick endlessly so I let the faggot suck me only if he doesn’t come break eye contact with his Sir There is just something ,in me , that really enjoys watching my slut look up at me with tears running down his face , eyes pleading for mercy, but the bitch knows I will never give it . It’s invigorating . but then after skull fucking the slut for about 10 mins . I bred his wet pussy . I found out the whore had taken some loads before he met up with me , I figured so because his pussy was looser and wetter than usual ( and that fag dump pussy gets pretty wet ). But after pounding his pussy for about 45 mins I gave the faggot two loads . He was late for his flight because of his hunger for cum in his pussy . But it makes me proud to see my bitch becoming the true dump he was meant to be . Makes me proud to know this fucking slut will only ever think with his pussy , that his hunger for cum will always be a top priority. Beautiful thing to see in dump like that . I look forward to using that fag’s pussy again.

My last load was earlier this afternoon…I made a pit stop as I was heading to a business lunch meeting…that’s when I visited an ABS in Bordentown, NJ that I haven’t had much luck finding ass or cock at before, but I needed poppers and a new cock ring so I figured what the fuck…I’d pay the ten bucks and check out the video booths. As quickly as I got in a booth a youngish Latin guy joined me and had his hard cock out looking to either fuck some add or swap blowjobs. He had a nice thick 7 inches that were as hard as a steel bar and with a beautiful foreskin wrapping tightly around his dripping cockhead. His cock was a beautiful shade of caramel brown and I became fixated on working his foreskin as I stroked his smooth shaft, pulling and working it as I skinned his dripping cock and cradled his plump nuts. Before I knew it I was on my knees with his cock in my face and his hand on the back of my head guiding me as I lavished his cock with wet licks and soft kisses. I love the feel, taste, and smell of uncut dick and his tasted fantastic. I pulled his foreskin into my mouth to suck and chew on the slick, tangy, rubbery band of skin as I pulled it taught and back and forth over his fat mushroom head…suckling and chewing on his skin and fat head until he signaled that he needed my throat. I took him deep in one go, burying my nose in his tight curls and stretching my throat to take him all the way. I’m an experienced and talented cocksucker and so I had him panting after about 5 minutes and it wasn’t long before he was palming my skull as he rocked his hips to fuck and nutt down my throat. He shot a massive creamy load and he pumped it straight down my sucking gullet. I didn’t taste the first 6 or 7 rocketing jets of his thick nutt, but did pull back my head to receive the final 4 or 5 weaker spurts that filled my mouth with his creamy seed load. It dripped from the corners of my mouth and I lick my lips as I finally tasted his salty load. Needless to say I went to my business lunch meeting with a belly full of sperm and the taste of his come still in my mouth…and with some of his dried cum in the corners around my mouth and down my chin. Nobody noticed…or at least they didn’t say anything!

Hey all, sub party bottom based outta Fort Worth here.. Love getting out to Dallas for a fuck-night of fun.

Chapter 2 - Buck It was just after midnight as I locked the door. It had been a good night and bad night. It had been Jayden’s last shift with us. He graduated a few weeks ago and was now moving across the country for his new job. It had been a busy night. All night long the regulars that made up the bulk of our sales came in to get a pie and say goodbye to him. He was loved by staff and customers alike. He was the first person I hired, besides my best friend and the shops second in charge Anthony. We had only been open a few months when we realized we needed more help. Jayden lived a few blocks away and saw our sign for help and applied. He was a great hire. Hard worker, smart, resourceful and great with guest. He could work all the areas in the shop but he was best suited for and normally worked the counter. He was an expert at customer service. Him being a cute flirty twink definitely helped. I climbed into my old reliable truck that I have had forever. I thought back to when the shop started and what inspired me to change my life and open my pizza shop. I had been a professional chef, went to school, spent a summer in France working at a prestigious restaurant, all that stuff. At 30 I had worked my way up to sous chef at one of the most elite restaurants in the city. Me and my fiancé, Chad, had just celebrated 10 years together. He was a successful realtor. We lived in a beautiful townhouse in one of the best parts of the city. That all changed when I got a cold I couldn’t seem to kick. It was summer so it was unusually for me to be sick. I rarely even got sick in the flu months. I made an appointment and went to my doctor who did some tests, but we also decided to do my regular STI check since I was getting other labs done. Considering Chad and I were monogamous and had been our whole relationship it seemed like over kill to test every year for STIs. Luckily my doctor had always insisted. He gave me some meds to help with my cold and sent me home. He called the next day and asked me to come back to the office. I didn’t know why but I soon found out. Well lo and behold I tested positive for HIV. I was shocked, I asked him to test again, but he said he had run the test twice to be sure and I definitely had it. He told me to go home for a few days, rest, stay home from work, and then we could meet again in a couple weeks to go over the options. When Chad got home that night I had all the evidence I needed to comfort him. The texts on his tablet linked from his phone, the pictures and videos he had tried to hide in a hidden folder, the website history to the hookup sites he’d been using. Chad confirmed it all. He told me he known for a few months he’d been poz. A hookup lied to him and gave it to him. He figured it wasn’t a big deal since I always topped I pointed out that on our anniversary he had bred me. I demanded to know if he stopped to think about the chance of infecting me before he fucked me that night. Again, he blew it off saying he thought it be low risk since it was just once. Well that led to even more fighting and yelling. In the end we split. I went to my parent’s house. I told them partial truth, Chad had cheated and we broke up. Over the next few weeks Chad and I came to an understanding. He’d buy me out of the town house (at a premium), we’d split up our stuff with me getting anything I wanted, and then never talk to each other or our to the others families again. We had a strict no tell agreement for both us on our status to families and friends. Part of the deal and why I got the lions share of our assets was because I agreed that if by chance my family found out I was poz, I’d agreed not to name him as the culprit. In those weeks we figured all that out I had also decided to leave the high pressure world of the elite restaurant game. I was sick of living life in a kitchen bending to others demands. My head chef was a tyrant. Most I had worked for were. I decided life was to short. I went back to my doctor 3 weeks after I’d tested hiv positive. We talked about it. He was only 5 years older than me but I had known him forever as our family were friends. He actually surprised me when he admitted he was positive too. He had not told his family about his status and assured me mine didn’t have to know. He also told me he had been a chaser. That there were lots of guys out there that wanted the “gift” he called it. He went over the normal treatment plan for those with hiv but he also told me how we could keep me off the antivirals. We’d just need keep an eye on my blood work and when it got to a point I needed it we could put me on meds. I was confused and curious. He sent me home and told me to think about it. When I got home he had sent me a ton of links to different poz websites. He also sent a ton of poz porn links. After a few hours I was hooked on it. It flipped a switch in my mind. The idea of being a part of someone forever. Changing their dna and life. It made me hard and I shoot gallons that night thinking of doing it! The next morning I meet my realtor, who didn’t know Chad thankful, and toured a red brick building in a working class part of the city. I wanted to open a very basic pizza shop. Serve good quality pizza at a decent price and make sure we had excellent customer service. I loved the building. It was a perfect fit for what I needed. Just the right size. No other pizza shops were near by. There was a free city parking lot across the street for those coming to carry out. It was just what I needed. I made an offer and a few days later we closed and signed on the line. I paid all cash, thanks to the money Chad paid me for the town house. I came up with the name for the pizza shop by chance. One day as my tattoo artist was inking my right peck with the red scorpion tattoo I had decided to get it hit me. I’d call it Scorpion Pizza and the tat I was wearing would be the store logo. After I left the tattoo shop I went and meet Ant (Anthony) at his place and told him about my idea. He had already agreed to help me remodel and then run the pizza shop. He was my best friend since childhood. He was the only person close to me I told about being poz. He was cool with it and even cool with the gifting side. He was bi, but we never fooled around. Just weren’t each other’s types. He was on prep but admitted the poz idea was hot. He was completely behind the name and the scorpion logo. He even joked about the laughs we’d have every time we looked at the logo at work knowing the true meaning. The renovation and set up didn’t take long. We were open and going in no time. We had basic menu with 10 speciality pizzas and a creat your own pizza as option number 11. We only had 3 sizes of pizza (small, medium, large) and only one type of crust. The only thing we sold besides pizza was 2 litter bottles of soda. Even then we had Cole, Diet Coke, and Sprite. We were going to keep the menu simple and concentrate on quality of the food and on customer service. I didn’t know it when I bought the building but the shop was in an area highly populated with LGBT+ members and creative artist and such. With us being queer owned our first few customers were glad to spread the word around the neighborhood. Thats when business picked up and Jayden came on board. He was also actually the first of what we now call scorpion boys. I knew the scorpion, especially the red and black one, was know in the chasing community but I found out quickly a lot of our gay customers knew exactly what it meant. Even those that were not poz or chasing. They all seemed to embrace it. That is when they started calling Ant and Jayden the scorpion boys. I was bestowed the name daddy scorpion. We all had a fun laugh at it and moved on. Till one day I was closing with Jayden. It had been slow. We had all the prep work for the next day complete and all our cleaning was done. So we were just talking. I was 31 by this time, 8 months poz, and not yet had sex with anyone. Jayden was 19, 5’6, 130 lbs, slim and very twinkish. Had a sweet angelic face. He had blonde hair and blue eyes. His skin white and soft to the touch. He also had a nice tight round ass. Not too big but it was firm and round. His tight pants showed me that from day one. He also had a nice bulge in his pants. Not that cock size mattered to me as a top. I mean I have 8 in dick that is beer can thick so I am no slouch below the belt. But sucking on a hung bottom’s big dick then playing with it as I fucked him was always fun. But I wasn’t going to put my shop on the line for it. That night changed every thing. He startled me with a question as we waiting for closing time. “So daddy Scorpion, how long have you been poz? Are you on meds?” Jayden bluntly asked me with a mischievous glimmer in his eye. “Umm well, I shouldn’t really talk about this with you but I guess I can. I been poz about 8 months. I haven’t started my meds yet.” I answered with a red face. “Very nice. Does daddy Scorpion have any poz sons yet? I have seen the tat on your chest that we use for our logo. Well they are almost exactly the same. Your tat has blood drops, the logo doesn’t.” Jayden said ignoring my obvious awkwardness around the subject. “You got me again, the shop name and logo came from my tat. But we decided it was best to leave out the blood. And, umm I haven’t had sex since I tested positive.” I answered with more awkwardness. “We, is it??? Is Ant poz too? Does he have a tat hidden away?” Jayden pushed. “No, he isn’t. He is neg on prep. But he is supportive of me.” I replied. Jayden had been getting closer to me as we talked. He was now only a foot away from me. he licked his lips and gave me a devilish smile. “So no poz sons yet. That’s a shame. Are you not into that? You said you aren’t on meds. So that’s a bit contradictory to you not being into poz play. Or is it that you just haven’t found the right boy yet to be the first to knock up?” He asked as I felt his warm breath on me. “Wel”, mmm, I guess, umm.” I started then spit it out, “I am into poz play. I have a ton of poz porn website bookmarked on my phone. I just haven’t got the courage to actually find a chaser yet.” I finally admitted to him. That is when Jayden reached over and put his hand on my jeans, right over my raging hard and leaking dick. He started to rub my cock through my jeans as he moved even closer. He reached up and pulled my head down to his and took my lips into a kiss. “Well daddy Scorpion I want you to breed me here over this prep table and knock my boy hole up!” He said. Before I could respond he had lowered to his knees, unbuttoned and unzipped my pants, pulled them down to my knees as my dick flopped out and hit him on the lips. Is was a good day to not have wore underwear. He took my leaky cock head into his warm soft mouth and began to suck and lick it. He used one hand to play with my heavy full balls. He had me moaning in seconds with any thoughts of the inappropriateness of fucking and pozzing your employee gone from my head. My poz sex deprived dick was in charge now. He was swallowing me 3/4 of the way in no time. He tried and tried but couldn’t get it all down his throat. My thickness made it near impossible to deep throat me the whole way. But he gave me one of the best blow jobs id ever had in my life. “Fuck boy you know how to suck!! Your mouth is like fucking heaven. If you keep that up I am going to cum down your throat!” I warned him. ”Oh no daddy Scorpion, I want you toxic babies in my ass.” He said after he pulled my rock hard dick out of his mouth. He pulled over a step stood we keep in the back, stripped off his jeans and underwear, and got on it and leaned over the prep table. His beautiful full ass was staring at me. The pink hole barely visible between the cheeks. Just a light dusting of hair was there. “Please daddy Scorpion, eat my boy hole and then fuck your charged cum into my neg hole!” he told me as he looked back over his shoulder. I didn’t hesitate and dove into his hole. Chad didn’t like getting rimmed so it had been years since I ate ass. It tasted so good, even better than I remembered. His pink hole was so tight and tasted so good. It winked at me every time I pulled my face back to take a breath. Jayden squirmed, moaned, and pushed back against my tongue. He was loving it as much as I was. After about 5 minutes though he interrupted my ass eating. “Fuck daddy Scorpion you know how to eat boy hole. But I want that big fat raw poz dick in me!” he demanded as only a power bottom twink boy could. ”We don’t have any lube boy. I am thick, it will hurt if I fucked you with just spit.” I told him as I continued to cup and play with his ass with one hand as I stroked his 9 in dick (that was on the thinner side) that was hanging down between his legs. “I don’t need lube daddy!! Just spit on my hole and your dick. That and all that poz precum you are leaking will be enough. If it hurts and tears me a little that fine. It just means your poz babies will take easier in me.” He said as gave me a pleading look. “Ok boy don’t say I didn’t warn you.” I said and then spit in his hole. I sucked on two of my fingers and put them in his hole to open him up. then spit in his hole and added a third. Then more spit and a fourth. He was moaning and fucking my fingers the whole time. When I got him opened up I spit in my hand and rubbed it onto my raging hard dick. I lined my leaky head up with his hole and gave a hard push to get my fat cock head into his hole. He jerked and swore, but didn’t try to pull away or complain. I worked my thick dick into his hole an inch at a time. It didn’t take long and his ass was against my pubes. His hole was tight and warm. He was moaning in pleasure now. When I didn’t move trying to give him time to get used to my dick he took things into his own hands. He started to fuck himself in my dick. Pulling toward then slamming himself back against my crotch. I wasn’t about to have my boy call the shots. “Oh, you won’t be setting the pace boy! That’s my job.” I told him as I put my hand on his shoulders and slammed hard and deep into his boy hole! That made him cry out in a mix of pain and pleasure. He wanted it rough, I was going to give it to him rough. I long stroked him making sure to slam as hard as I could into his hole on the down stroke. I continued this hard long stroke pounding for a while, making sure to show this boy who was boss. I pulled him up, turned his head to me and made out with him for a minute. After which I bent him back over and started small fast shallow rabbit fuck strokes into his hole. I reached around and starred to jerk his long thin leaky dick. It only took a few minutes of my jack rabbit strokes hitting his prostate and my hand job to make his hole squeeze me tight and his balls to pull up. “Fuck daddy Scorpion, you are going to make me fucking cum!!!” He yelled. “Fuck yes boy, shoot that cum!! Your hole is squeezing my dick so hard I am going to nut!!” I warned him. ”Fuck yes daddy, fill me with that poz seed!! Knock my neg boy hole up!” He said as his hole continued to spasm and grip my dick. “Fuck yes, here it cums! Take my fucking toxic babies boy!!” I roared as my load dumped into his tight boy hole. I collapsed over his back. We stood there bent over my half hard dick still in his hole. Our hearts racing and breathing hard. After I got my senses back, I turned his head toward me and kissed him deep and passionately. After a few minutes I pulled out of him. His hole was red and puffy. A little bit of pink cum had pulled out with my dick. “Well Jayden it looks like you may have got your wish. Your hole is puffy and red and I see pink cum. You will be my first poz son.” I told him as I pulled up my pants. He walked to his bag and pulled out a butt plug from one of the pockets and put it in his worked out hole. “No, I will be your first official scorpion boy! We will have to go get the tat on me after I test poz!” He told me with his trademark smile. He tested poz a few weeks later and had my tat on the small of his back with in a month of me breeding him. We did continue to fuck around, but with the understanding it was just sex. That was the first scorpion boys. We have hired 3 other guys since then. Well those that made it past their probation day. Ant always worked with them in their first shift and had an uncanny ability to judge people. If they made it out of that first day with him, they were hired. It wasn’t required they be gay, or bi, or that be up for becoming a scorpion boy. It just so happened in addition to being good people and workers, all three of the guys were gay and ended up wanting my poz seed. All 3 were still with us and all 3 had my scorpion tats on their body’s somewhere. They all carried my strain. I was hard as I climbed out of my truck when I got home. It was an older cottage type home but I had renovated over the last 3 years I have owned it. It was small but cozy and prefect for me. It was only a couple blocks from the shop which made it even better. As I showered I lamented how I would miss Jayden. He was a very sweet boy, hard working, smart, and great with guests. I would say I’d miss his holes, but he’d been official with a guy for about a year and they were living together. Once one of the scorpion boys had a steady boyfriend, I politely ended our sex benefits. Even if they were open, I just didn’t want to run the risk of that drama. Thankfully all of them understood and we cooled the sex when they were coupled up. If they became free again I went right back to recharging their holes! As I laid in bed naked, my mind went to the boy that came into the shop today. I’d just put up the sign, though I should have weeks ago. I was holding false hope Jayden would stay I guess. Not 30 minutes after I had put it up that gorgeous, self conscious, polite, timid boy came into ask about a job. His shy smile and soft voice made me hard as he asked about the job. His cute face and solid body made my jeans feel like a prison to my straining cock. His smile when I offered him an interview almost made me cream my jeans. Jacob was just my type. If he was as charming in his interview as he was today he’d have his shot at the probationary shift with Ant. Then if he impressed him, he’d have a job. His job wouldn’t be dependent on anything sexual between us and I wouldn’t pursue him unless he gave me a clear sign he wanted that. And he definitely wouldn’t have to become a scorpion boy to work at the shop. But my rock hard cock and my brain agreed we sure hoped that he would be my fifth scorpion boy! —————— I hope everyone enjoys this chapter. It gives us the back ground for Buck and the shop. Also hopefully you will like the sex scene 😈. The next chapter will have the interview and the probation day and who knows what else will happen. Thank you all for the positive feedback back and kind words!

I became a cum-addicted drug-fueled sex addict...and this is my story... Back around 2008 I traveled a lot for business and...truth be told...I was drinking a fair amount and getting super-horny while travelling on the road. About this time, I really started to uncover my sexuality, and I started to realize I am very much bisexual (more like polyamorous or hyper sexual…basically I will have sex with just about anyone). I started cruising and looking to hook up on the road on apps like Craigslist (initially) and Adam4Adam…exploring my sexuality, especially the oral bottom side of me. Wind the clock forward to today and I am mostly a top attracted to smaller, (much) younger, and twinkier guys and/or trans. I started looking for guys that needed a good blowjob or an ass to fuck. I was more bottom back in the early days (but I have demonstrated I am certainly Li lol versatile). I would often arrange to have guys stop by my hotel room to find the door open, lights down low, me naked and either kneeling and blindfolded…or ass up in bed. I developed a real fetsih for sucking and getting fucked by big black cocks (I’m a medium-sized white guy). There were many hot stories from this time period…mostly traveling the east coast and places like North Carolina and Atlanta (where there were lots of horny black guys looking to fuck a hungry white ass). I hosted many anonymous men for hook-ups...including a few gang bangs and once the running of a train on my turned out asshole. I was mostly an oral bottom but did enjoy the asses of a few smooth twinks now and then. I have a real penchant for young, smooth, skinny twinks and femboys. Later, in 2014 I changed jobs with even more travel and it took me to the San Diego area for long stays. It was during some of those late nights looking for hook-ups that I started seeing guys up late partying, and it was then that I met for the first time a guy who was parTying….and I fell in love with it right from that first experience. I hope you don’t mind me sharing my history and my partying stories. I enjoy reliving some of this past…as it takes me right back to those horny sessions and let’s me re-live the drug-fueled scene in my brain. And so with that…here is chapter 1 of Diary of a CumsluT Chapter 1 - The First Time I met him on-line….making a connection around 10pm on a Tuesday night on Adam4Adam (these were the days of Craigslist and A4A….years before Grindr). His profile said “hung bbc parTy top” and I was immediately interested…especially since I already had given two anonymous blowjobs that evening in my hotel room and I was horny to get fucked. After some back and forth I invited him to stop by my hotel room. I was in the North San Diego area and in town on business all week. Luckily tomorrow was a light work day so I could hunt for cock and not worry about staying up too late...man was that a bad idea! He said he would bring parTy supplies and some toys…and I agreed but didn’t fully understand what that meant. I was already naked, shaved smooth, and cleaned out by the time he arrived…a muscular black man that was confident and in control….a subtle air of dominance. It wasn’t long before I was on my knees after he arrived and settled into my room…unbuckling his belt and pulling his jeans down to expose a dirty bulging jockstrap. He also pulled out his backpack to unpack and organize a variety of supplies on the desk as I fondled and kissed at his bulge….lube, poppers, several dildos, a few different sized butt plugs, and then a shaving kit which turned out to hold his party supplies…which included a torch, glass pipe and a small baggie of white crystalline powder. He asked if I had some good porn to watch and I pulled up a few gay porn sites for him on my laptop, watching with curiosity as he loaded up the glass pipe with a few large shards of the white crystals from the baggie and fired up the pipe with the small torch...slowly melting the shards and slowly creating a white smoke within the bulb of the glass pipe. He first demonstrated by taking a hit if the pipe, exhaling a large cloud of smoke as he smiled from the rush...and then showed me how to hit the pipe and blow a big cloud. The rush was instantaneous...and intense. Even as I was exhaling and blowing my first cloud out from my lungs I blurted out…"can I buy some of this from you before you leave?" I was in love with Tina from that first hit as my head spun and I immediately felt like Superman...a very horny Superman. After 3 hits I was flying and hungry for sex as I began to rub the growing lump in his bulging crotch. It wasn’t long before he was pressing down on my shoulders and I suddenly found myself on my knees…face to face with his large bulging crotch. I pressed my face into the bulge off of his jockstrap and inhaled his dark masculine musk through my nose...causing my cock to twitch and leak a drip of pre-cum. I began loaning and mewling with a hungry desire and instantly became his sweet little submissive cocksucker in that moment, rubbing my face into his hard bulge and blowing my warm breath into his well-filled jockstrap…licking at the growing wet spot in the soft cotton pouch from his leaking cock... I had become a sweet little cocksucker hungry to be fed. After a few more hits on the pipe and swapping shotguns as he forced his cloud into my lungs….i began a very lengthy, very focused cocksucking session…a session like none-other before as i was never so focused or motivated to suck cock and give pleasure as I was in that moment…high on Tina and kneeling in that darkened hotel room…kneeling between this dom black god’s muscular, spread open legs. I was exactly where I was meant to be. He began to flip through some hardcore gay porn and would occasionally take a big slow hit of the pipe. I was flying high on meth for the first time and totally focused on this black god’s snake of a 10-inch cock…my warm wet mouth sucking on his foreskin and kissing on that smooth plump head, my tongue licking at the length of his veiny shaft and my lips stretching to take in the girth of this large black cock that was now standing at full attention in my face and in mouth…working the fat, engorged plum-sized head with extra diligence…making it wet with spit with a nice tongue-bath and using my lips and tongue to worship the sensitive frenulum underneath his bloated glans, licking and sucking on the fat meaty helmet-shaped knob. “Yeah boy…get to work now. I’m gonna lie back and enjoy your mouth and throat for awhile!”, he mumbled as his hands came down into my field of vision and I pulled my head back so that he could apply a thick silicone cock ring around his hard cock and bloated balls...making his cock even stiffer and making it jut out even more pronounced and veiny…and his big egg-shaped balls bulging in their nutsack...just as I like them...the cockring causing his ripe nuts to bulge…over-ripe and bloated full of man-seed…readying themselves to be relieved of their thick creamy load right down my sucking gullet. I was also being motivated by this black stud's responsive groans, soft grunts, and the low moans issuing from deep in his throat above me as I began to go to work with my lips, tongue, and warm mouth. Every 5 minutes or so I would hear the torch fire as he took another hit…lazily hitting the pipe and watching porn as he got his big snake of a cock sucked by his new little cocksucking bitch…me!. And so I began a lengthy cock worshipping session...several times raising my head up to lock lips so he could shotgun his exhaled cloud into my lungs and on several occasions sucking on the pipe as he fired the bowl to get a big lungful of smoke myself…blowing my cloud on the tip of his cock and down around the length of his meaty shaft as I squeezed the base and felt how fully alive his cock was as the blood pulsed through the girth of his thick meaty shaft. I love sucking a hard ringed up cock…and his was perfection! I somehow remembered that one of his texts said he was stopping by directly after a hard workout at the gym? No shower?…PERFECT! I pressed my face into the sweaty moistness that I found deeper in his crotch, inhaling deeply at the dark, intoxicating male muskiness that I found there…my nose crinkled at the distinctly sour black man-scent as I pushed my face deeper, huffing his musk and imprinting his dark scents into my hungry cocksucker’s brain. God do I love the strong overpowering sweetly sour man-scent of a horny black man’s crotch. To this day I can’t get enough and Ama slave to it. My consciousness collapsed down to focus on the action of my hungry cocksucker’s mouth as it worked on that smooth, slick, bulging cockhead…beginning to work the skin back and worship it. His cock became a bar of steel with a fat plump head and a big thick vein running down the length of it. I used my tongue to trace and lap at his veiny shaft...becoming obsessed with working that big vein with soft licks and gentle kisses. But my man was flying and he needed more, and he showed his impatience for getting deeper into my warm silky throat...and eventually…inevitably….his large strong hand found the back of my head as he began guiding my sucking mouth further down…showing me how he wanted his cock sucked…teaching me how to be the best cocksucker for him in that moment….connecting us as if one as I became focused on the thought of becoming the best cocksucker I could be for him…for this cock….for me….focused, dedicated, submissive, subservient…hungrily committed to giving the maximum pleasure with my mouth and throat that I could possibly give in that moment. “Yes, baby….that’s it, baby…you're doing so good, baby. Go to work for Daddy...go to work for that big 5-day nutt that Daddy’s gonna feed you. And after I squirt my juice into your belly…Daddy’s gonna put my second nutt deep up in your white-boy pussy.” I loved his strong commands and words of encouragement…it fueled me to suck him even better. He kept flipping through hardcore gay porn in between hits on the pipe….telling me the kinds of porn he liked....how he especially liked black guys double penetrating skinny white boys the best. He told me he was trying to get a friend to stop by so they both could get up in my stretched hole at the same time. I groaned at the thought and mumbled something to the effect…”yes sir…please sir.” His cock leaked a big dollop of sweet tasting pre-cum into my mouth in response to my begging. Another hit of the pipe and then a fresh bottle of poppers appeared at my nose. I couldn’t imagine flying higher…but the combination of blowing a big cloud and then getting poppered up drove me into a cock sucking frenzy….lost in the haze of Tina and poppers and the big cock that I was put on earth to serve. He leaned forward and pushed his big hands down my back, finding my smooth asscheeks….pulling them apart as his long fingers explored my smooth crevice and started massaging my tight little pink pucker. I am naturally smooth except some hair in my asscrack (which I had shaved earlier), so now I was as smooth as porcelain. It was clear this man appreciated my smooth clean butt and wanted more of that. “Daddy’s gonna need to work this little pussy-hole open...make it blossom and sing....mmmmmmmmhhhh...so tight and just begging to blossom open.” He mumbled as he worked a spit-covered finger up to the knuckle into my tight sphincter. “I’m gonna give you a booty bump to get that pussy-hole hungry for Daddy’s cock…and then you need to get this big 5-day nutt down your pussy throat.” And with that encouragement I felt him bring a small thin injector to the lips of my hole and then plunge it inside. He pushed it about 2 two inches into my quivering asshole and the hit the plunger...forcing a small amount of a slippery liquid into my flexing rectum. It burned like hell right from the start. "What the hell is that?", I shrieked...and to which he replied..."Don't worry, the burning sensation will pass...and it will be replaced by a warmth and an insatiable need to get fucked. That's called a booty bump and it is lube laced with quite a bit of Tina." I relaxed and went back to focusing on his cock that needed my attention..fat and glistening with my spit. I got back to work like the dutiful little cocksucker I had become, Slowly…inexorably…I pushed him deeper down into my throat...feeling the soft tissues of my throat open and stretch... my neck bulging full of cock as I kept my focus and started going down further…sliding his length deeper…as the poppers helped me to relax and open my throat… pressing his fat knob first against the back of my throat...causing me to gag and then push through the resistance…stretching my throat open and suppressing my gag reflex…my throat juices wetting his fat head as I worked myself open to take all of his thick 9 inches deeper…working my throat muscles to suckle and milk his engorged cockhead like a sucking mouth in my throat...until finally the resistance disappeared and he sank balls deep into my warm silky gullet. Once I was able to get my throat open and take him deep it then became easier to fully engulf his length as my nose became buried in his curly black pubes and his big bull nuts got squished and rested on my chin. A firm hand came to the back of my head and held me down...holding me down with a throat full of cock…forcing me to serve his cock and milk it with my flexing throat muscles. Flying high and sucking cock the best I possibly could. I pulled back in order to breath and then I began to use my active tongue to lick at the tip and up and down his big beautiful black veiny shaft…using wet lips to kiss and suck my way up and down his thick veiny shaft...eventually finding his big cum-congested nuts in their bloated ballsack and giving them a loving wet tongue-bath, using thick wet licks and eventually taking each one in turn into my warm sucking mouth...trying valiantly to get both nuts and his whole ballsack into my stretched open mouth but I just couldn’t do it. I began to worship his ripe, semen-filled balls until he spread his legs wide open, totally relaxed and asking me to really go to town on his balls....so I did! Eventually I got both his nuts in my stretched open mouth...my mouth now full of ripe nuts and my lips encircling the root go his balls and strangling them just like he wanted. I worshipped his balls for what felt like an hour Waking up from as if in a trance...I finally pulled off his nuts with a loud slobbery pop and moved my head back up his shaft and took a big hit of poppers...knowing full well that I was going to go work on his big cock...go for the run up to his nutting down my eager throat. Soon I was in all fours between his legs…rocking my whole body back and forth to take as many of his steely inches as I could…often going down to the root and burying my nose in his pubes, only to slowly pull back to kiss at the tip and then re-start the round trip all over again. The only sound in the room was the rhythmic sound of “gluck….gluck…gluck…” as I rocked back and forth and his cock punched and pounded away at my pussy throat…his fat cockhead smashing over and over again into the soft tissues of my sucking throat as I forcefully stretched myself open to milk his cockhead and take his whole length. His thick cock was stretching my throat and now I could take him fully…despite him being too fat for a normal throat...too fat to get through the final constrictions of a normal throat…but mine was not a normal throat. I was flying high on Tina and I was now the Throat Goat. He took the opportunity to hold my head down and raise his hips forcefully, humping himself up to thrust himself deeper and blowing out past the final barrier in my throat to easily fuck his last few inches into my stretched throat…bulging out my neck as I now more easily took his full length…now with my nose pressed into the tight wiry curls of his damp musky pubic hair. I couldn’t breathe…my airway was blocked by thick cock…but I didn’t care and would have happily died right there and then...asphyxiated by thick black cock if I was allowed to...I was that focused on this beast of a cock that I was sucking…intensely concentrating with my every fiber of my soul...so focused that I forgot that I needed to breathe and almost passed out . I didn’t care as I had given myself totally over to sucking cock and my airway being blocked was just one of the consequence of my devotion “Awwwww mannnn…you gonna get this nutt…you gonna get this nutt…you…gonna…get…this…big creamy nutt!”. The man stopped me one last time for another big hit from the glass pipe and a shotgun of forced cloud into my lungs...and then the need to unload hit him with full force... "Ahhhhhhhh.....fuuuuuck son...you're gonna get this nutt...shhhhhhhhhiittttttt…go get your creamy reward baby-boy...go get it!!"... ...and with that he started a new rhythm, fucking his hips forward and working in synch with my rocking motion as I thrust my body back and forth and bobbed my head up and down to slide his thick cock down my throat...and then he pulled my head down onto his cock using a big strong hand on the back of my head as he thrust his hips up...spearing his hard cock into the soft tight warmth of my gullet...skull fucking me and raping my throat until I felt all resistance gone and I became his cum receptacle...at last a place for him to bury his seed and fill up with cum. And just then, I felt his nuts tighten up against his body and a big blast of his creamy seed pulse up the big shaft of his cock. "Oohhhhhh shit boy....here it comes!" He was buried in my throat and so I never tasted the first several blasts of his cum as he blasted his load straight down my gullet and into my waiting belly. I love milking an exploding cock by working with throat muscles...milking it to relieve it of its heavy load. His cock throbbed and pulsed in my mouth and throat and I knew he was injecting his heavy seed load directly down my throat as I felt the warmth of his cum fill my belly...and after the first 4 or 5 heavy squirts, I pulled back and was rewarded with a big mouth full of thick heavy cream that I mostly swallowed and then let some of the next few pulses dribble from the corners of my mouth to leak and drip down my chin. “Awwww fuuccckkkk…that’s good boy! Milk my cock with that warm mouth and pussy-throat boy." He let me continue to suckle and milk his spent cock...my favorite part as I used my tongue and sucking throat ,ilk the final remnants of his load from his nuts....eventually pulling back to smack my tummy lips and lick the dredges of his sperm from my lips and chin. To this day I love to show my feeder how much I appreciate him feeding me his big creamy load and I like wearing his cum around on my face as a show of gratitude. “Now get up here and show me that little pussy hole of yours…I bet that booty bump is working it's magic and has that hole all warmed up by now!”.

This thread really turns me on 🤤

Balls deep for a bit then back to thrusting to get ready for breeding them with my next load.

PART 7 – DALTON SMILES I opened the front door. Dalton and I stood on either side of the threshold, towels wrapped around our waists. I motioned for him to come inside, but he stood completely still for a good 10 seconds. Then, without another word, he entered. The door closed behind him. I cocked my head toward the kitchen, and he followed me in silence. Once I reached the kitchen counter, I grabbed a water bong sitting next to the sink, then turned around to face him. Dalton's expression was neutral—impassive. He clearly didn’t understand what he was doing in our house. He just knew, somehow, that he needed to be there. I’d seen that look before, seen it in other boys who’d kept their deepest hunger a secret even to themselves. He was following some nameless, wordless urge as he followed my footsteps—all his good taste and better judgment giving way to a dark impulse pulsing just beneath the surface of his skin. I placed the bong up to his lips. He dutifully sealed one end with his mouth, his eyes locked on mine. I lit a fire under the glass bowl—no explanation offered, no permission granted. He began to inhale before the smoke was ready, and I gave him a quick shake of my head. He stopped. Then, as the white smoke began to trickle out of the bowl, I nodded, and he slowly began to inhale his first lungful of Tina. I kept nodding as he sucked in that smoke, making sure he took a thick, potent hit nice and deep—then a little deeper—then deeper still. Satisfied that his first hit was up to my standards, I pulled the pipe away and gave him another nod. He hesitated, his eyes still locked on mine. Realizing he needed some guidance, I demonstrated what I wanted him to do: I shaped my mouth into an “O,” then let him hear the breath leave my lungs as I exhaled loud and long. His eyes brightened: he understood now. He opened his mouth in a round “O” just like mine, then released a long, fat snake of white smoke that slid from his lips into the air between us. I nodded approval, and he blushed. Once again, his lips wrapped around the mouthpiece. Once again, I applied heat to the bowl. Inhale, then exhale. Repeat. As one hit melted into another, he started to understand the rhythm of blowing thick clouds of chem-smoke. Three hits, four hits, five: I could see his pupils go dark as the T in the glass bowl made its way into his lungs, his brain, his skin, his sweat. Finally, I set the pipe back down on the counter, taking a good look at our freshly chemmed-up Neighbor Boy. He was smiling at me. And that’s when I realized something: I’d never seen this kid flash an easy, friendly, honest grin. He was always guarded somehow, always fearful of revealing too much. But now his whole face radiated with unchecked joy; his eyes flickered with a playfulness—maybe even a devilishness—that I hadn’t quite anticipated. Those clouds of chem-smoke had unlocked something, like they always do. Like so many boys before him, like so many repressed little bros just aching for something real, he was finally free. We grinned at each other for a minute or two before I broke the silence between us. “I’m so proud of you, bro,” I said, reaching over to muss his hair. His smile grew even wider as he took a step closer to me, his towel falling to the floor. I let me own towel drop, and Dalton’s giant smile turned into a mischievous half-grin. Blushing again, he pointed sheepishly at the pipe. “Would it be cool if I smoked a little more?”

Part 3... Jack, Chet, and Sam had all fucked my boy over and over before someone suggested we watch the sunset from a private nude beach a few miles away, owned by another of Jack's friends. We pulled on our suits, just for the car ride, grabbed some towels, and piled into Jack's SUV. Jack drove, and my boy sat next to him in the front seat. That left me, Chet, and Sam in the backseat, me squeezed between the two POZ studs. Both of them rested their hands on my thighs as we drove down the bumpy beach road. The vibrations were getting me hard and there was no way I was the only one. I was fully stiff with a wet spot on my shorts by the time we arrived at a closed rustic gate between the dunes. Sam got out and opened the gate and closed it after we'd driven through. We drove a ways further before finally reaching the beach. We stripped, went for a dip and played in the surf for a while. We sat out towels out and made a camp fire as the sun begin to set. It was gorgeous. We talked for a while as the sun went down. The guys reminisced about their college days in San Francisco. They had all fucked around and were shocked to have made it through school without catching anything and celebrated with their tattoos. Jack had gotten married and never explained the tatt to his wife. Chet told us how a boyfriend of his had pozzed him. Chet's boyfriend had been cheating on him bare in the mid-80s in New York and caught the bug then, but didn't know it. After they broke up for other reasons, Chet passed it to Sam without knowing he was POZ. They changed their tatts together some time later. The whole time they were talking, I could tell my boy was turned on. We went for one last dip and the guys took turns making out with my boy in the water. I'm sure all of them slipped their cocks inside him at least once before heading back to the sand. The fire started to die down and the chill in the air told us it was time to head back to Jack's house. My boy was sleepy, no wonder after his long hard afternoon of ass-ramming slutty fun. Still nude, we put fresh dry towels on the car seats, and climbed in. We piled into the car and he took the front seat again, leaning over with his head on Jack's shoulder. I squeezed in between Chet and Sam, their cocks lying on their furry legs. My boy had fallen asleep on Jack's shoulder and was leaning sideways taking up most of the font of the SUV. As we were approaching the dunes, a tanned stud of a boy, not older than his early 20s appeared beside the gate, opened it, and waves us through. Jack rolled down his window and leaned out to kiss him full on the mouth. This guy was beautiful, like a chiseled wholesome all-American Abercrombie model, but way he kissed Jack made me think he had a dirty side. Innocent looks are ALWAYS deceiving. 'Looks like another hunk to fuck my boy,' I thought, wondering if he might be POZ too, who he was, and how he knew Jack. Jack told him to climb on in. “Meet Kevin, guys. He'll be joining us for dinner... and maybe for dessert too... Make some room, back there.” Kevin was clothed, wearing tatty beach-bum board shorts and a tight t-shirt stretched across his bulging pecs, his hard nipples pressing against the cloth. He didn't seem to mind at all that we were all naked. We all squeezed over as Kevin scooched into the truck, but there just wasn't room. Chet hoisted me onto his lap as Kevin got in. I instantly felt Chet's cock springing to life, nestled between my ass cheeks. Kevin didn't say anything, but smiled. As we trundled down the bumpy beach road, I could feel Chet getting harder and harder. I'm sure the road was having the same effect on everyone but it was quiet in the truck as we drove along. After a few minutes, Chet was now fully hard and I could feel my ass getting sticky with his toxic precum. Both Sam and Kevin were looking out the windows, Jack was driving, and my boy was still passed out. I wriggled around on Chet's dick, as if inviting him to make the next move. He whispered into my ear, his hot breath driving me wild. “You want some of my POZ babies too?” I answered by reaching back and stroking his cock. Whenever I'm asked, I tell people I'm 95% top, but tonight my bottom side was definitely turned on. I had felt pangs of jealousy earlier watching my boy take one POZ cock after another, and I was slowly realizing I wanted some for myself. I raised myself up, as the bumpy road helped Chet's aim. One rumble and the head of his cock poked into my tight hole. I quietly gasped with the surge of sudden pain, and Jack looked back at me in the rearview mirror. I'm sure he knew what was going on, but the still-silent Kevin and Sam didn't seem to notice a thing. We rumbled along as I lowered myself slowly, inch by inch, taking more and more of Chet's cock. After what seemed like an eternity, he was fully inside of me, his balls at my ass. The feeling of fullness made me whimper. I gulped for air as the road did it's own work. Chet's breath picked up pace and he was no longer content to just be in me. With each bump, he thrust his hips forward and drove even deeper into me. He picked up his pace and I knew he would soon cum. If I didn't want to take my first POZ load, I needed to pull off now. I couldn't resist staying on his cock, and Chet couldn't resist staying quiet any longer. By now, everyone in the car, except my sleeping boy, knew what was happening. “You gonna take my load, you fucking slut? You gonna let me breed your slutty hole?” “Umm hmmm... Breed me. Breed me NOW!” That woke my boy up. He sat upright and turned around. We locked eyes as Chet fired off deep inside me, pulling my hips down onto his cock and filling me with his poison seed. Chet caught his breath as the car slowed down. We were nearing the house. Chet's cock slacked a bit and he slipped out of my cummy hole. Sam reached over and fingered me. “Looks like now we'll have two bottoms for the weekend. And two POZ cocks to fill them!” Kevin spoke for the first time, saying simply, “Three.” I wondered if he meant bottoms or POZ cocks. To be continued...

So.....fucking......hot!