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You. I know you. You keep up a straight facade in the real world, and at times, you still try convincing yourself you're bisexual. Yet you know as well as I do, it's been a little too long since you came to straight porn. To women. There's just something about watching men together that you can't get away from. Something pure, something primal. Let me tell you how this will all play out. I can see your future, read your palms. Your life is already decided, a path carved into bone since the day you were born. At some point, you'll stumbled across poz porn. For weeks and weeks, it's all you can watch. You'll feel that itch again and again, and shift into your normal routine. You close your blinds. You drop your pants. You browse for a second, but you already know which one you want to watch. You click on a favorite you've saved, and lick your lips as it starts playing. You see the bottom get on his knees and pull down the pants of another man. A stranger. They're in-between two beds in a sleazy motel room. Your ears perk up, listening to the poz talk. The top asking some seemingly innocent questions, like what is he is doing here. Innocent until the bottom pauses his blowjob to look up, directly into his top's eyes, and tell him, he wants his poz seed. Just hearing that initial exchange gets you harder than anything you've ever heard before. They move positions to the bed. You stroke and stroke, picking up momentum while watching the top devour the bottom's neg hole. The bottom moaning in pleasure, on his back, holding his legs up. Holding his hole open. So fucking open. So fucking vulnerable. You fixate on the top's cock as he presses the head in, and asks a final question, "my viral load is over a million, you sure you want it?" The bottom, hesitates for a split second, before responding "Oh fuck, yes, oh fuck, yes please, I want your poz seed in me." You cover yourself in your own fluids right as the top unloads his toxic gift inside. You feel confused in your post nut clarity, still not 100% believing another man would willingly accept a gift like that. Not even accepting it; but craving it, begging for it. That's crazy, you think - but couldn't be me. I would never. You lie to yourself, because you just don't know it yet. The realization hasn't dawned on you, but you've already fallen down the rabbit hole. You just haven't hit the bottom yet. You think you can resist, turn around, change direction. But there is no way to return. You close the browser and clean up. And you carry on pretending. Carry on your facade. Until the next time. Until the next itch. And the next. Over time, your perspective shifts. What you consume, consumes you. You decide, I think it's time for a break from PrEP. But I'll just play safe. So you have some fun with neg tops only. Or with condoms. But the more porn you watch, the more begging you listen to, the more you crave it. The more you fantasize about being the bottom. The more you imagine yourself, on your knees, asking for it directly. Locking eyes before unburdening yourself. The more risk involved, the more of a turn on it is. Fantasy is slipping into reality. It slowly begins to be not enough to satiate you fully. You start getting riskier and riskier. A top hits you up on a hookup app, his profile displays key words like condoms or PrEP, things you used to look for, have now become a negative. He's hot for sure, but you're just simply no longer interested. You close their profile. You'll scour profiles over and over, looking for that key word you subconsciously know you want. "Positive." You'll hover over the send message button, but ultimately you can't control yourself. All it takes, is just the thought of sending him a message. It's enough to send ropes of cum blasting over you. It's enough - for now. You close the browser. Clean up. The cycle ends and begins again. Your consumption brings you to the world of Chemsex videos, and a new fixation begins. Even more Primal. Raw. Insatiable. Piggy. Free. You watch their inhibitions melt completely away with each click of the torch. Watching that switch flip in real time. You think, before he takes that first inhale, I could see this guy being a family man. Right before his true self is unleashed. Right before his facade fades out. Then suddenly, out of nowhere, a light bulb goes off in your head that you can't turn off. Outside of just a normal, growing desire to try it and experience how good it feels, you start to think, this... This is exactly what I need. My inhibitions are the only thing preventing me from what I want. So, you decide, you need your inhibitions gone. After some positive reinforcement of orgasm after orgasm, watching men melt away into pigs, you decide, I need to try this. Today. You log into the usual sites, and thanks to all the videos you've watched, you start noticing keywords in profiles that indicate partying. You learn what to look for, and eventually, it happens. You found it. You found someone who has some favors to share. That first inhale is pure bliss. Over time, trying it over and over, you can't believe the heights of pleasure it has taken you to. Yet there's still a part of you that is clinging desperately, logically, holding you back. You don't know how to say openly, "I want your poz seed in me." You're still afraid. Afraid of being completely honest and open with another, despite how many clouds you exhale. But it's it's still working in the background, unnoticed, eroding your inhibitions from the inside. So you'll party for a little while, then decide to take a break. That stubborn part of you, will pull yourself up from the ledge you were hanging from. The ledge you desperately crave to go over. Not this time, you think. But deep down, you know you're only delaying the inevitable. Each and every inhale and exhale, you feel that grip slipping, just a little bit more. Horny and in heat, you've let that itch go too long without a scratch. You find yourself browsing sites on a normal, boring Tuesday night. Not your normal routine, but you need it tonight. You hit up the sites again, when you stumble on his profile again. That one. The one you've checked out before and fantasized about, but could never muster the courage to message. He messages you instead. He is free right now, and looking. He can't be real. This can't be real. But you'll continue replying to his messages eagerly. There is a shift inside. You can't stop yourself from replying back to him. You think, we're just chatting, no harm done. Yet there is something about him that has you desperate to finally give in. To let your desire take the wheel, and steer the car fully. He wants to party, and you reply, I do too. He wants to free you of your inhibitions. You reply, I want them destroyed. He tells you, he can certainly get you to that point. Your mind races at the thought, wondering if he is as open minded like you are. Like to want to be. But you know the answer already. The moment comes when you decide, I need to know. You hit send on the most important message. The most honest message you've ever sent to someone. You lay your desires out fully. You let your guard down completely. You wait patiently for his reply. You refresh the page a few times, and then you see it in your inbox. You read his reply. For the first time ever in your life, someone sees you. he sees you. The real you. You think, it's finally happening. This is crazy. Am I crazy? Your mind races off on what if's, but your desire shifts the goalposts. Starts prying your logical fingers clinging to the ledge, one by one. You tell yourself, it's okay if I convert, because the worry will come later. Being poz today, tomorrow, the next week, does not matter in the grand scheme of things. You think, it isn't logical though. I shouldn't. But I want to. Should I? As your mind circles the drain, two sides of you fight for control. logic and desire, order and chaos. Desire inevitably wins, your logic has been eroded out, a frail shell of what it once was. Desire begins prying that final finger off the ledge, and you freefall. You think, No. Fuck that. It doesn't have to make sense. It's okay if I convert, because, and only because, I want this. I need this. You let go of worrying about your future. About your work. About what your friends and family will think. Your mind clears. You want to live in the moment. You want to be unburdened by your inhibitions. You want freedom from the lies you tell. You remove the shackles from your wrists completely. You reply. I'm ready.

Thanks to Breedingzone, I've slowly become more accepting of my need to give Men pleasure in every way I can. This site especially helped my desire to be an anon hotel cumdump. Reading & stroking to your stories helped me find the courage to visit my first gloryhole years ago, and much more. Thanks to all of you who post, I finally lived one of my fantasies in Nashville Monday night. As luck would have it, work was having an event there in Music City Tuesday & Wednesday. Well, why not go Monday, get my own hotel away from everyone, and put my soft, cushy fat ass up for tops to breed? While I've had a few random hookups, its less than 20 in my 53 years of age. After reading so many of your hot AF stories about this kind of scene and of course all the bb cumdump porn I could find, I wanted to be an anon bb slut for once myself. Searching online, the Comfort Inn located near Downtown seemed perfect. Inspired from all your wonderfully perverted adventures, I made sure there was easy parking. I also verified via Google Maps that here were room doors accessible directly to the parking lot. I did have one impromptu inspiration of my own - sliding the room key between the door lock & jam to keep it push-open ready - but I digress. A quick Uber to a liquor store and pharmacy provided not only internal cleaning supplies but lube & vodka...both sexual and social lubricants. I prepped and put on my jockstrap. I posted on the apps.I threw a black t-shirt over the bedside light to darken the room nicely. Now I waited. Sniffies provided Cock 1, a decently in shape Latino who just wanted a blowjob. Well, I'm here to serve, so once I saw him located close & he messaged me as such I sent him the room & got on my knees just inside the doorway with my hands behind my back. It was hot as fuck watching the door push open without resistance... a stranger visiting a cumdump... and I was the cumdump. In stepped a early 30s 5"10 medium build Latino wearing what appeared to be mechanics clothes. He looked down at me with a smile as he kicked off his work boots, stripped off his jeans & boxers to step up and place his cock in my open mouth. Hot. I slowly began to suckle on his head, gently. Respectfully. Working my tongue. Getting it wet. Then relaxing my lips enough to slip maybe 1/4 inch more of his soft cock in my mouth. Slowly tightening. Gently suckling. Once it's nice and wet I repeat.. relax the lips but not break contact..slip a little more dick in... repeat. Lick. Suckle. Wet. Repeat. By the time I'm at 3 inches he's eleciting a moan and now fully hardened to 5" and saying "Fuuuuuuck" as he's fully engulfed in my mouth while I'm suckling like a calf on a teet. At this point, I begin to start sliding my mouth slowly up the length of his shaft now that it's fully hard and fairly slick. Working my tongue on the underside as I do. He's moaning and calling me a good cocksucker. I continue these slow strokes, twisting my head & mouth slowly in variable weaves that I'm sure all you cocksuckers know. He places a hand on the back of my head, starting to guide me. I moan to show my appreciation. He moans again from the vibrations of my own moans reverberating from my mouth onto his cock. At this point, I switch between the weaves and slow, inching-up-the-shaft suckling continue. This is simply how I suck cock, so for the next cocks we'll just call this The Technique(™️) to save time. Men seem to REALLY like it. 😊 Needless to say, after this kind of cock worshipping it was only a few more minutes until he pumped his Latino cum into my appreciative mouth. Back to the apps. About an hour later Cock 2, an early 20s black top wanted to fuck... so of course I gave him the location. Again, I waited on my knees. Again, it was hot as fuck watching the door swing open again. Sure enough... in stepped a stocky mid 20s guy who promptly stripped & stepped up to feed me his cock. Needless to say, I applied The Technique(™️) for about 5 minutes, enjoying his moans before breaking my grip & telling him it's time to fuck me. It's 5" and a little thick so I simply stood up, applied some lube to both of us, and got on the edge of the bed. He began to slowly push & pull a little at a time until... Fuuuuck... you gotta love feeling that moment your pussy finally gives in and accepts the cock. To help reach this, I began to back up slowly while forcing my hole to open. Damn that felt good. Together, we slowly worked that dick for about 5 minutes before I begged him to pound my cushy ass. Of course he complied, grabbing my hips and throwing the dick. Oh yeah. Fuck yeah. This is what I needed. He pumped me like this for about another 4 minutes as I ground my pussy beck on that cock. before telling me he was going to cum. I quickly lowered my hips a bit which enabled me go from horizontal fucking to nowvmy pussy going up on his cock. Squeezing and milking as he pumped his cum in me. Fuck yeah. Back to the apps. Sniffies. Cock 3: Another 20s black cock wanting to fuck. Back to the position. He's wearing a security uniform. Jackpot. With my hands behind my back again I say "I'm truly sorry officer. Please. I'll do anything you say to not get in trouble for this. Anything. " He chuckles as he gets naked, but he doesn't know I Just determined to show this man RESPECT. So, before applying The Technique™️ I slowly start to lick my way up and down the shaft.. working my way around the circumference and underside.. again hands behind my back. I start to say things like "Thank you for giving me a chance, officer. I promise I'll show you I'll do as I'm told" & Please, don't tell my family what I did, Sir". Now I lick his balls thoroughly before applying The Technique(™️)... but even MORE respectfully. More appreciative moans. More suckling of this hard black cock. It's 6 and decent thickness as he grabs my hair and starts to fuck my mouth. Yes, Sir! I'm doing my best to moan as he's thrusting my mouth full of young dick. I'm loving it, and from his occassional "Fuck yeahs", he is too. He holds his cock down my throat. I suckle hard. Long. Like 3 minutes with my mouth full of dick. He slides out and I tell him it's time to fuck. Climbing on the bed, he's able to slide in easier and we get right to fucking. He's grabbing my hips, I'm working my pussy back on him. He's thrusting. I'm gripping. "Fuck officer, thank you Sir. I told you I would be a good boy for you, Sir". He grabs my hair and thrusts harder and squirts his cum in me. So. Fucking. Hot. At this point. It's 1am an time to call it as In did have work to get to in the morning. As I laid there, stroking my cock through my jock thinking about what a cumdump I just was, I felt proud (with the cum that just now slowly began to leak from me). Finally. Thanks for reading about my first cumdump experience, and especially thanks to all you sexy perverts for sharing your hot AF stories! You never know who or what you're inspiring. I'm cumming to Salt Lake City February 4th -7th, and looking for my first experience with BDSM and gangbangs. If you live in the area, maybe you'd like to help show me... or at least experience The Technique(™️) and fuck me as well.

Part 6: The night at the beat when Evan and Nick fucked me with my hole pre-loaded with poz cum was only a few days ago. I felt used, as if what I wanted wasn't important and I was just an object for other guys, especially Nick, to use as they pleased without any regard for my personal well-being. It fucking turned me on, especially being forced to let Evan and Nick fuck me after my ass was sore and I needed to stop. It made me so incredibly hard. On one hand, I didn't want Nick to find out because I was concerned that he'd up the ante and use and abuse me even more if he knew I liked it. On the other hand, my dick wanted me to confess it to Nick and beg him to do his worst. Should I listen to my head and leave things as they are or should I listen to my dick and see what Nick's capable of? I had a few days for my head and dick to argue about the situation because Nick went to visit his grandparents for a few days, leaving the morning after the session at the beat. He gave me strict instructions to continue slutting myself out, but without him there, I could do it at my own pace. At home, Chris made up for Nick's absence by taking advantage of my freeuse status, fucking me and filling me with his cum, without caring if I got off or not. It was now about 4 or 5 days after the night at the beat. I was at work and received a message from Daniel, a friend who worked in an office building not far from me, suggesting we meet for lunch. Daniel was in the same friend group as Nick, Evan, and Patrick. I met him occasionally on our lunch breaks, so it seemed like a normal request and I said yes. Over lunch, we were chatting about random stuff, and Daniel said "So, I had dinner with Patrick last night. He had some interesting gossip for me". Shit. My stomach turned. I had hoped that my secret wouldn't get out to everyone this quickly. Maybe it was something else. I know I'm a slut, but I didn't want everyone from my actual life to know how much of a slut I am. That's supposed to be just for random strangers to know. I had to ask to make sure. "Ok, I'll bite. What new info has that gossip queen decided to share now?" Patrick, "Oh, nothing much really, just that you're a bareback slut who takes any and all loads, and said that Nick and Evan took you to a beat to try to collect as many loads as possible. He also said that Evan fucked you when you were blindfolded and you didn't know it was him. And I can tell from your facial expression now that it's all true. Am I right?" There was no point in trying to deny it. After all, he could check with Evan or Nick and they'd both confirm Patrick's story. I admitted that it was true, and admitted that I wasn't allowed to refuse any guy who wanted to fuck me, as long as they never used a condom. I was so embarrassed that Daniel knew, it was a bit humiliating. My dick was hard though. My dick was very happy that Daniel knew and that he was confronting me with the knowledge. We'd both finished eating, and Daniel said we should vacate the table so others could use it. I stood up and tried to subtly rearrange my cock so that it wasn't so obvious that I was turned on. Daniel saw it of course and laughed at me. We were walking back towards our respective offices and Daniel told me to follow him, that we needed to take a detour. I followed him but when I asked why, he just said that he'd tell me soon enough. We arrived at a toilet block in a small, quiet shopping arcade. I looked at Daniel and asked what was going on. Daniel just said that he was going to fuck me, he was horny and wanted to empty his balls before he went back to the office, he said he was going to fuck me bareback and cum inside me, and because I wasn't allowed to refuse anyone, I had to do as I was told and take his load. He told me to go into the toilet first, go into the cubicle at the far end, take my trousers and underwear off, leave the door opened, and then send him a text to tell him that I was ready and he'd come in and then cum in me. I did as I was told, except that the furthest cubicle was occupied, so I took the second furthest and sent him a message. My pants were off and hanging on a hook behind the door, and the door was open. While I was waiting for Daniel to enter, I noticed that there was a glory hole between my cubicle and the one Daniel had originally told me to use, the one that was occupied by someone else. Daniel entered, walked into my cubicle, and locked the door. He released his cock from his pants, and I got to see it for the first time. Wow. Shocked was an understatement. I had known Daniel for years and never suspected that he was packing an absolute whopper of a meat stick. Even bigger, both longer and thicker, than Nick's and I thought Nick's was big. He told me to suck it to get it hard. I grabbed it with my hands and guided it to my face, but at the same time gestured with my eyes to the glory hole. I wanted to remind Daniel that the next cubicle was taken, so he should probably keep his voice down. He looked at me and gave me the thumbs up, so I thought he understood what I meant. I started sucking and licking his thick cock head, lapping up some precum as it oozed out of the slit. I was embarrassed at lunch when Daniel told me that he knew that I was a slut, but now I was beginning to think it was worth it because Daniel had the kind of cock that I needed more of. It was very big, huge, probably the biggest I'd ever seen in person, but it was also a beautiful cock, perfectly shaped and designed. Daniel said "Yeah, suck my cock, get me hard and get my cock extra wet so I can fuck you". I quickly glanced at the glory hole and saw an eye there. We were being watched, and Daniel clearly wanted this random guy to know what was happening. Before long, Daniel's cock was fully hard. I vowed in my head to get him alone in private and measure it one day, but I estimated that it was probably about 10" long. I was a bit worried that I wouldn't be able to take it. Daniel pulled me off his dick, turned me round, and with a bit of extra spit, he pushed against my rim. It hurt. I didn't think this baseball bat was going to go in at all. I told him he was too big and suggested that we postpone until we could get some lube and had more time for me to open up. Daniel said I wasn't allowed to refuse a cock, and that includes his, so I had to force myself to relax because one way or another, he's going to bury himself balls deep inside me. He reached around and started massaging my cock, rubbing my precum all over the sensitive glans. This distracted me and made me relax, and right at that moment, Daniel pushed hard and his thick head popped inside me. I yelped in pain and said it was too big and it hurt. Daniel just said he knew it would hurt and I obviously needed more practice, so he shoved even harder and went fully in. I tried to pull myself off him, but with the toilet wall in front of me, there was nowhere to go. He gripped my waist and started fucking me, long deep strokes. It hurt like hell, but it also felt fucking amazing. My ring was on fire but my prostate was loving the battering, and my dick was delighted that I was being used. Daniel said that he needed to get back to work, so he picked up the pace, thrust in deep, and painted my guts white. He kept cumming and cumming. I lost count of the number of pulses, so I'm sure I had a huge serving of his baby batter inside me. The whole time, the eye never left the glory hole. Daniel looked at it and said "Do you want to fuck him now?". A voice from the other side said that the show was hot and he was horny as hell. Daniel told him that he should fuck me. I guess it didn't take much convincing because the eye left the glory hole and was replaced by his cock. Daniel told me to back up onto to and let the guy give me his load. I guess our show had got him close to the edge because he bred me only a few moments after his dick first entered my spermy hole. Daniel leant down and whispered a message in my ear "I have to get back to work now, but don't leave here without thanking the man next door for his cum", then he opened the door, and left, leaving me without any trousers on, bent over with the random cock still in my ass through the glory hole, and the door wide open and not within my reach. I stood up, the cock dropped out and returned to its owner's side of the cubicle divider, and as instructed, I thanked him for his load. I got myself dressed and went to the basins to wash my hands and try to tidy myself up a bit. I hoped I didn't look too much like I'd just been fucked when I went back to work. I left the toilet block, and the mystery guy hadn't opened his door, so aside from his eye and cock, I would never be able to recognize him if I saw him again. I'm sure he'd recognize me though. So, within a week, I'd taken at least 2 poz loads, and at least 1 completely and utterly unknown load. I wondered what my doctor would say if he knew what I'd been up to. As far as he knew, I was still taking my prep and being careful about who I played with.

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...

I ordered a few "custom" jockstraps in the past - basically had printed letters on the back. Strangely, found the shop on Etsy. That shop has closed. I scouted for a while for something similar (jock quality / style + customization options) and couldn't find anything, then reached out to the store owner of one store and asked him if I could propose other options. My current one I wear says "TOXIC CUMDUMP" but I want to order some others. Here are a few mockups. What would you put on yours? There's only so much space. What color would it be? COLOR OPTIONS HERE and HERE

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Started off fucking raw with my teen buddies. We didn’t think anything of using condoms. We couldn’t ask parents to buy them, they didn’t hand them out for free. My teenage lizard brain was all about getting fucked and bred by my fellow teammates and high school buddies. Assumed everyone was safely “negative” so fucking raw was ok. It wasn’t until I left to go to university that condoms became something of a requirement for fucking. Too much risk with a new population of fuckbuds from different areas/different experiences. I was becoming increasingly promiscuous so safe sex was unfortunately something I kept with. It was always hot asking a top to just put his tip inside my hole. It would then lead to sliding his entire shaft up my hole and holding it there. I’d beg for them to not cum inside me, pull out slide on condom and resume fucking. Eventually, I had a few tops not pull out quick enough and shoot their loads inside me. It as risky as fuck, but felt so good and it made me crave the hot bareback sex I had in my earlier youth. I finally just stopped asking for tops to use condoms.

I was in a neighboring city and needed to cum before driving home. Messaged several bottoms but nobody was ready. I clicked on one popular cumdump motels in Snifffies because there were several guys there and it was lit up as active. There was a public message that said "blindfolded anon bb bottom. door open as long as this message is posted".. The room number was there too. The profile posted had no pics and was off-line for over an hour. I was so horny and it wasn't too far so I went, figuring I could just leave if I wasn't into the guy. I go to the room and the bottom is getting fucked and two tops are waiting. Older guys is naked fucking and the other two are waiting with their dicks out, clothes on. Neither wanted to be touched. Older guy finishes and one of the tops moves in. I get a better look at the bottom, he's close to my age, fit and has a nice hairy ass. He's blindfolded, as advertised. The top that moves in had a big dick, probably about 8" and thick. He pushes straight in, one thrust, no lube in a way that probably wouldn't have felt good even if opened up and a bit cummy. This cause the bottom to yelp a bit and he speak, basically telling the top that his dick is dry and he needs lube, spit or cum on it. When this happens I immediately recognized the voice and take a closer look. Bottom is a close friend who I never knew had a slutty side. This makes my dick rock hard. The big dick top fucks him for a while before he finally releases and it's a big fucking load. I can see the grundle throbbing and when he pulls out I can see the cum leaking out a bit. The other guy moves in, average an unremarkable guy. He cums really fast - big dick top had barely gotten out of the room. He ask asks my friend how many loads and he says he lost count at 18. My turn, I'm so hard because I love a loaded hole and this is my friend who is pretty cute and there's no way I would have get to fuck him in the dynamics of our friendship. I'm also nervous. I can't speak and what if he lifts the blindfold.... I slide my cock in and he's pretty tight considering the day he's had. Once I'm in, his hole is just so slick and oozing cum. It's take my time because I want to savor fucking him and I build up a nice rhythm. Feel great for me and he's moaning in a good way. I felt like I was going to nut the whole time and was really trying to hold it back but after about 5 minutes I reached the point that I couldn't hold it back without stopping and even though I wanted to go longer it just felt to good to stop. I shot a really nice load in him, felt bigger and longer than normal. My balls were dripping cum and my bush was soaked. I zipped up and left covered in cum. As I was leaving the motel, another top was heading that way he was really unattractive and hit was kind of hot knowing that my friend was going to take this guys load. I ended up sitting in the car for about 45 minutes where I could see the room door. I decided to go back up and get another load out of me. Ugly guy was still fucking him but he stopped and gave me his ass. I was able to fuck longer this time and gave him another load.

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 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 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.

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.

First attempt at a story. Hopefully it flows and there aren't any major spelling or grammar mistakes. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- I went to a public cruising spot one night, about a month after I stopped taking prep. I was keen to take a random guy's load. I arrived and for a while I was the only one there. I noticed another guy approaching and made the usual signals to show that I was looking for fun. He looked a few years older than me, and good shape. I hoped he was a top (bottoms are a lot more common here) and I hoped he had a big dick. He came over to me and we felt each other up, got our cocks out, and played with each other's cock while talking about what else we wanted to do. He had a nice dick. I think it was probably about 8", and a good thickness, with a thick mushroom head. I told him that I was keen to get fucked and take a random load, but that it was risky for me to do it. He asked me why it was risky and I told him that I'd stopped taking prep and therefore I was unprotected. He asked me if I was scared that I might take a poz load, and I said that I was scared, but that it also turned me on, and I said that was the main reason for my decision to stop prep. He said in that case I should let him fuck me. We were both still gently rubbing each other's dick and I could feel that he was leaking precum. A lot of precum. He was one of those guys who supply their own natural lube. I just said that it was hot and turned me on, and that he had a beautiful cock, and I wanted him to fuck me, but I didn't know for sure. I was a bit nervous now that there was a poz dick ready and wanting to fuck me. He said that he thought I should let him fuck me because my answer wasn't a no, so I probably wanted it. He said he was horny and his dick wanted to get inside me. I was very nervous and undecided. At that point, I hadn't been fucked by any random guys since going off prep, and while it turned me on, I was nervous about the whole situation. I didn't say anything and just continued to slowly massage his cock, rubbing his poz precum all over it. We looked over to another section of the beat, about 50 yards away, and there was a guy sitting on a park bench, with his cock out, having a wank. We were in a dark area, so I don't think the guy on the bench had seen us. The poz top said "I have an idea. I want to fuck you, but you're undecided. How about we go over there and ask that guy what he thinks. If he says I should fuck you, then I fuck you." I think that flipped a switch in my head because I was turned on by the poz talk and by us playing with each other, and now the decision to fuck wasn't mine, so I said "ok, let's ask him". We walked over to the wanker, and I said to him "we need you to help us make a decision. He wants to fuck me, but I'm undecided. Neither of us brought a condom so if he fucks me, it'll have to be bareback." I hadn't finished explaining the situation and the wanking guy said immediately "he should fuck you" I said "before you make a decision, we'll do whatever you tell us to, but I need you to know that I'm neg and not on prep, and he's poz" The wanker didn't even take a moment to think about it and just said "he should fuck you here, so I can watch" The poz guy wasted no time. He spat on his dick, moved behind me, and started to push in, and said to me "relax that hole. He said that we have to fuck, so I have to fuck you now" I just said fuck, and let him in. His spit and his own copious precum meant that he slipped in easily, even considering the size of his knob. It felt so good when he was balls deep. Nothing feels as good as being impaled on a large bare cock. I lost my inhibitions about letting his poz dick inside me and enjoyed the sensations. While fucking me, the poz top pushed my head down and made me suck the wanking guy's cock. I could feel the top speed up a bit and I realised he was going to cum. I remembered that it would be risky for me to take his load, and wondered if I should tell him to pull out but before I had a chance, and while my mouth was still full of the other guy's cock, he asked the other guy if he should breed me, he said "I'm going to cum. Should I cum in his ass?" The other guy asked him if I was he telling the truth earlier about me being neg and him being poz. The top said "yes. I'm poz and he's neg. Can I cum inside him?" The other guy said "I don't care. Cum in him if you want" And with that, the top let loose and filled me with poz cum. I could feel his dick throbbing inside me and I'm sure he gave me a big load. I was wanking my own dick and shot my load just as he filled me up, the pulsing of his dick in my ass sending me over the edge. A few seconds later, the other guy shot his cum in my mouth. I never asked or learned if he was poz too. It didn't seem to matter at the time.

In the early 80s, The Cellar Bar London, Leather bar under the club Heaven. I was seriously underage but some skinheads got me in and looked out for me. It was a great place. So may hot guys.

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Thank you for the explanation. It's got to be extremely tough to manage an adult website with the laws being passed - state to state, country to country. I (and I'm certain WE ALL) appreciate the fact that this site is so well managed, and has been able to remain not only viable but current, exciting, and open, for such a long time. Thanks to all who make it happen.

I appreciate the explanation too because I wondered the same thing. Thanks.

It’s been a while since I last wrote a story. This one ended up being about 37,000 words and 72 pages. I'm not a professional writer and I’m sure there are flaws—my apologies in advance. I really enjoy hearing feedback and hearing about others’ experiences and stories. Piggier, the better. If you have a memorable moment you’d like to share, feel free to do so. I’m eager to hear it. I’d also love to hear your feedback on this story. Where do you think it’s headed? I made my fortune playing footy in my early days. I was a rugby player and played for 10 years. Fuck they were good times on and off the field. On the field, I was a sought-after player, consistently named player of the match, won two Brownlow Medals, and was one of the highest-paid players in the league at the time. Off the field, I was a wild one. I had a girlfriend at the beginning, and got her pregnant, but it didn’t take long to venture out. It started with partying, drinking, drugs, and out with the boys. Management struggled to control the media’s coverage. Then I started fucking around behind my girlfriend’s back. I would hit the brothels and fuck a couple of hookers, eventually just picking up any willing chick that made a move on me at the bars. My girlfriend at the time knew, and it wasn’t long before we split and she left, taking the young lad with her. My partying continued. I’d snort countless lines of coke and fuck an endless number of chicks. I didn’t care if it hit the media. I was fucking wild. The then house parties would begin. The footy lads would get together, hot birds were invited over, and the same thing would happen. Cocaine and pussy. But something changed. I tried a gangbang, and something flipped. Yeah, being in footy, we would see each other in the change rooms naked, and weird shit would happen like arse smacking and fag name-calling on several occasions. We would torture the player who performed the worst by pinning him down and pissing on him. But I never felt the tingly feeling I felt when I experienced my first gangbang. Watching these strong men with their rock-hard dicks jerking off while they watched their teammate fuck the blond bombshell flicked a switch inside me. Sharing the moment with hot men watching another man’s arse cheeks squeeze and release with every stroke of his cock driving deeper inside her cunt was driving me wild. There was one moment I vividly remember: I paid close attention to the beads of sweat forming on one mate’s back as the heat radiated from his body, the deep, burly moans with each thrust, and his muscles flexing with every movement. I had to refrain from touching my cock when I watched my mate pulsate and moan, unleashing his load. He would pull out, cock glistening from pussy juice and cum. Instantly, my mind went to thoughts of getting on my knees and sucking it clean. I didn’t know what was going on. Was it all the cocaine? Probably. I didn’t know. My cock was as hard as solid steel. I thought my knob was going to burst open. Every bit of my willpower was in overdrive. Three teammates fucked her. Her cunt was spewing cum. She would scoop a little bit out with her long pink silicone nail and lick it off with her tongue. What a slut. ‘Your turn, mate.’ Fuck! I was hypnotised entirely, I didn’t realise I was up next. All the fella’s who just fucked her had some huge cocks on them. Thick, veiny, long and rock solid. I have a big cock, but not to their grandeur. I knelt between her legs. Cunt spread open, cum seeping out. My cock throbbed at the sight. I tried my best to change my thoughts, but my willpower was running on fumes. I pressed my knob on her pussy. The wet, warm cum slathered it. No lube needed. I pushed in, and that was all it took, and I just unloaded in her with one stroke. My body pulsed, and it felt like every bit of my life force was sucked out of me through my cock and into her. ‘What?!’ ‘No way.’ All I could hear behind me was my teammates laughing at me as I prematurely ejaculated inside the whores used cunt. She looked at me with a sigh of disappointment, but I was too busy trying to regain my consciousness. I pulled out. My cock was soaked in cum. I couldn’t resist and scooped a bit off my shaft and placed it on my tongue. ‘Wow! Fuck!’ ‘He’s gonna do it.’ ‘Urgh!’ ‘He’s a spunk eater.’ That I did, all I could hear was the other rugby players laughing, calling me filthy names and saying how grouse that was. My mind, however, was sparking all kinds of feelings throughout my body; their name-calling had become distant sounds and noise. I was hooked. Life took a turn. I got too reckless, and the club management couldn’t deflect the press. Eventually, images of eating out pussy and my face coated in random men’s cum were released, and I lost my contract. My career dried up. I am now 52 and work for a logistics company dealing in global trading, and in my downtime, I coach a local high school football team. I met a hot bird who, despite her knowledge of my perverted background, still found an interest in me. She was young, 34 and a banging arse. I learned that she was into older men, particularly ex-footy players. Our sex life started like any. I’d get on top of her and bang her until I unloaded. I had little care-factor if she came or enjoyed it. It was all about me. I think she put up with it because of my fame and money. She was pretty happy to be used as a fuck rag so long as she could lounge around in my penthouse apartment overlooking the skyline of Melbourne. Then, those thoughts of a caked-up pussy flooded my mind, and soon I was eating her out after I blew my load in her. She knew my shady past and let it happen. This wasn’t enough. Over time, my deep urges overpowered. I missed the drugs. I missed the gangbangs and wild sex parties. I started on the Coke again. Drinking. She, too, began to join in. Then one day, after a coaching session with the school football team, I walked into my apartment, still sweaty and smelly from the session, wearing my sports gear, and heard noises coming from the lounge area. The evening light was shining through the wall-to-wall glass panels, and I couldn’t believe what I walked into. My then wife bent over the couch, facing the Melbourne skyline, with a random bloke banging her from behind. I froze. Shocked at first. Thoughts racing. How long had she been doing this? In my place. Who else has fucked her? How could I not have known? Is he wearing a condom? Is he going to cum in her? I felt my cock harden at the thoughts. I watched as he gripped her hips and thrusted in her hard and fast. Arse clenching at every pump. Moans erupting from both her and him. He then grabbed her blonde hair with both her hands and banged hard. Moans got louder. ‘Yeah, baby. I’m gonna cum.’ She moaned louder. I think I heard a ‘yes’ in there somewhere. His pumps grew shorter, more frantic. I watched her arse cheeks ripple with every pound from the guy. ‘I’m cumming! Arrghh. Yeahh. Fuckkk.’ I couldn’t resist and pulled out my cock and jerked off at the sight. It seemed like a long time while he shot his load, and he eventually pulled out. Indeed, he fuck her without protection. His long cock glistened through the evening light, reflecting off the moist pussy juice and cum. His knob was still throbbing from the aftermath of his ejaculation. And her pussy gaped with pearly white cum seeping out, dripping on the black leather couch. She turned her head. ‘Oh. Hi honey. Seems you are enjoying the show.’ She teased, as she wiggled her perky arse. The bloke then realised I was there, jerking furiously at what I had just walked into. ‘Holly shit! Your husband is here.’ He looked left and right, hoping his clothes were nearby, in response to the unexpected voyeurism. I then recognised him as the daytime receptionist from the apartment building’s lobby. I stared at his softening cock and the matted pubes trailing up his abdomen. I wanted to lick it, then shook the thought away. That’s gay. No way. Then looked at my wife’s pussy, still dripping with cum. I stepped out of my shorts and jocks and walked over and pushed my cock in her. It was barely a second, and I was cumming in gallons. I had not felt an intense orgasm like that since the times I was in gangbangs fucking used up cunts. I slowly pulled out. My cock too was glistening from all the cum and juices. I scooped what I could off my cock and licked it off my hand. My cock continued to throb. I couldn’t resist. I bent down to my knees and planted my face into her cunt. I ate and sucked and drove my tongue into her. She moaned. I was lost in my own mind. Drowning in the salty taste of my spunk mixed with the reception guy’s. I could feel it smearing my face and dripping down my chin. I jerked off furiously. No telling how long I was down there, but eventually I pulled away, gasping for breath. I turned to see the bloke just staring at me with a horrid expression. Seeing my face drenched in cum like a starving dog just freshly nourished was too much for him. He grabbed his scattered clothes and walked out, still naked. Have your input. What do you think happens next?

Evil, the unseen power, is the true enemy. The puppets of evil give it a face, the representatives, that evil needs to manifest. Puppets come and go. The true power hides and recruits its representatives/replacements. Unity and commitment is our only light.

When I was underage a way way way overage neighbor started fucking me regularly. He didn’t wear condoms, he said those were for “pussies and straights” lol. As he had other way way overage men hook up with my hole condoms never showed up, and it was heaven. When I started hooking up with college kids my age they all wanted to wear condoms, I never liked it. well…..fucking a pussy with a condom feels good to me, but assholes are miserable with em.

Thanks for the explanation.

Shame you had to edit the ending.. him being ordered to back up on a filthy cock after being used as a fleshlight really hit just right.. but alas, the rules are the rules. thanks for the writing, hot as fuck.

Even when I was trying to be safe I would definitely have let that first guy fuck me when the third guy said he should. I love giving up control and being used. And I've had a fuck buddy who had me meet him at the baths so he could whore me out and watch me take loads. Surrendering control is exhilirating.

I was a high school junior and 17 years old. For the first time, my parents were going to leave me by myself for a weekend and I was not going to waste a chance at doing something I was in a big hurry to do. I knew an older guy who told me he'd take out to 'the bars' whenever I wanted to go. Once I knew the dates my parents would be gone, we started making plans. The older guy was maybe 27, at most, who I had met in a mall bathroom with a glory hole. The bar was called Keys (at the first location), at E 9th and Bolivar, in Cleveland, OH. I remember being most worried about being asked for an ID but I was tall and cute and for some reason they never asked. The bar itself was a small cocktail bar and it was, by far, the most glamorous place I had ever been to in my life. It was decorated in that 1980's postmodern style with shiny black lacquer furniture and dramatic lights pointing at glam floral arrangements and at framed Patrick Nagel prints hanging on the walls. I remember saying to my friend that the next time we came, I should bring cigarettes in order to look more cool. He told me how to ask the bartender for a drink, and the only drink name I could think of was one I'd heard on TV and thought sounded very sophisticated, a 7 & 7. I didn't really like but drank it down anyway. After we left Keys, my friend drove us around downtown Cleveland and pointed out where the other bars and baths were located. Since no one was expecting me at home I went back to my older friend's trailer (yes, a trailer) and he fucked my brains out. We fucked around for a few more weeks but we never went back to the bars together again. I did run into him again a year or so later at the bathhouse where I was becoming a regular. but that's another story.

I did use condoms but I know I got stealthed sometimes. I had a few one night and Lethe Top went in bare. I remember I shot such a big load when he seeded me when often I wouldn’t even get fully hard. After that it was always bare. Then a guy informed just before he shot, he was Poz. That was such an incredible rush and I’ve had POZ brain ever since.

All are welcome (because churches say this) Biohazard symbol Scorpion Deposits only No pull outs

It was a Friday afternoon. It seemed like an ordinary Friday afternoon. I was over at my uncles to visit for summer break. I had just graduated high school and celebrated my 18th birthday. I wanted to go somewhere in the sun for my summer trip abroad but my dad was adamant that I come visit my uncle. My dad says that he was lonely being all alone since my aunt had passed away some years ago. My dad insisted that I would get more out of a trip there with uncle Lee than anything I could do with my friends. So to my uncle’s place in California I went. I got a warm reception from my uncle. He said he had been waiting for me all day and couldn’t wait til I got there. He showed me around the place. I had not been there since I was in grade school so it was like a completely new place for me. He showed me the kitchen, the living room, the study, his room and finally the room that was to be mine for a few weeks. It was really nice. If I hadn’t known any better, I would have sworn that it was the master bedroom suite. It was huge with a king size bed and it’s own bathroom with his and her set up. It had a beautiful glass shower with a funny looking shower head; more of a wand really. I said wow, is all this mine for the visit? He responded with an enthusiastic yes. Uncle Lee told me to unpack and get comfortable and he would be back with some iced tea I opened my luggage and placed my clothes away in the drawers. When Uncle Lee came back, he had 2 glasses of iced tea. He handed me one and I graciously accepted. It had been a long flight over to California and I was super thirsty. When I drank from my cup, I remember the taste being weird. It was sweet. Lord only knows how much sugar was in the tea. But also, there was a slight bitter taste to it I couldn’t place. Well, whatever the irregularity was, it didn’t matter. I downed the drink and put the empty cup down on the dresser in front of me. We then walked back into the living room. we chit chatted for a while. The usual how was your flight? What have you been up to? What was I planning on majoring in college when I start in the fall? That’s when my uncle decided we should take the conversation out to the backyard. When I first walked out onto the back patio, I was in awe. It looked like a perfect desert oasis. A nice sized swimming pool, a jacuzzi to the side of the pool, and plants everywhere. There were tall bushes that blocked the view of the neighbors. I suppose it gave the entire backyard some natural privacy. Plus the size of the property the house was on, the neighbors were far away enough that they wouldn’t hear anything from the backyard either. The sun was beating down on us. We were starting to sweat. My uncle turned to me and asked if I wanted to jump in the pool and cool off? I told him I didn’t have any trunks or boardshorts. (I was ill-prepared for California sunny weather.) He said don’t worry, that we could just jump in with our underwear. Before I could answer, he had dropped his shorts revealing a pair of boxerbriefs with a sizable bulge. I caught myself staring at the bulge until I was woken up by him calling my name. Earth to Jonny. Earth to Jonny. Hello there! I snapped out of my trance. I finally responded with I’m sorry uncle but I don’t wear underwear. Nothing but me under these pants. Maybe I should go get something to put on? He interrupted, no underwear – no problem! He dropped his boxerbriefs down in an instant. He looked at me and said, just us men here right? And then he jumped in the pool. For a moment there I was frozen. I had seen a flash of my uncle’s trunk of a dick. It was nice and thick and had to be at least 5 inches long, and this was soft. Now I was having a moment of panic. I wasn’t ashamed of my body. In fact, I was in great shape from high school wrestling. But I knew I had to get in the water before I started sporting a hard on. So I stripped my shirt, socks, and pants and jumped into the cold water. It felt great paired with the warm weather outside. The cold water also helped keep me from popping wood. We splashed and played in the water for some time. I don’t know how long it was but at some point I was starting to really feel relaxed. I loved the feeling. I could just lay back and float. My uncle jumped out of the water and grabbed a towel. He said he would be right back. I admired his body as he toweled off. He definitely worked out and kept care of his body. He was a UILF alright… Uncle I’d Like to Fuck. He had great tan with boarders at wear his underwear would normally sit. They were hard to see, his tan lines, but they were there. Especially with how hard I’m looking for them. And then he was gone inside. I laid back and floated until he came back. He had a small tray with 2 glasses of that great iced tea. I started to gulp it down but my uncle checked my manners. I acknowledged his comment and took the time to sip the rest of the drink. He slipped back into the water and we resumed our water play. After some time had passed, the weather shifted from sunny to slightly cold and cloudy. My uncle says we should head inside before the mosquitoes get to us. I walk out of the water and he hands me a towel. As we dry off, I try to steal more glimpses of my uncle’s dick just laying between his legs. I get sloppy and he glances back at me as I’m obviously ogling his package. I get scared but he just winks at me and goes back to drying off. I’m left a little mortified. I stare down at my own dick. It seems inadequate compared to his. In reality, it wasn’t that far off from his. I was probably 4 inches soft on a good day. The cold water had shrunk me down a bit. I finally look up at him. He is finished toweling off but does not go to cover himself. In fact, he has the towel over his shoulder. I quickly wrap my towel around my waist and we go back into the house. We sit in the living room on the couch. Uncle Lee starts up his gas fire place. It feels nice and warm against my cold skin. We start talking about family and what brought me to the house this summer. I admitted it was all my dad’s urging. My uncle understood and said he knew. Evidently my older brother and 2 older cousins all came up to Uncle Lee’s house before they started college. It was an unofficial rite of passage. Whatever that meant. I must have really liked the fire because I’m feeling super relaxed and just calm. My uncle caught sight of how mellow and relaxed I was. I must have looked like I was melting into the couch or something. Uncle Lee asks me if I want something to help me charge up? He gets up and says he’ll be right back. I say yeah, I’m expecting him to grab a beer or something. Before he leaves the room, he says I should finish drying off my hair. I feel my hair and it is a bit damp. I look to see if he’s back and I’m alone. So I pull off my towel and rustle my hair – drying it off. I finish drying off my hair and just leave the towel draped around my neck out of routine. It isn’t until my uncle comes back and is still naked with his towel over his shoulder do I realize my now naked, on the couch, with my towel where it is. I tell myself I have to play this cool. I have a slight panic. Im trying to remember if my uncle knows I’m gay. I can’t recall. I am scaring myself. If I pop a boner and he gets weirded out, what happens then? OMG, what’s going to happen? With all this calamity in my head, it takes me forever to realize what my uncle brought out. He dropped on the table a glass tray with some powdered lines on it. I finally see the scene. My Uncle Lee is handing me a rolled up bill. He says just don’t tell your dad. I’m shocked. I don’t know what to do. Is this some sort of test? As if reading my mind, my uncle says ok slowpoke, I’ll take the first line. He snags the rolled up bill and bends down and sniffs up one of the lines. He pops back up with instant energy. Whoh! He exclaimed, and says it’s my turn. He hands me the bill again. I accept my uncle’s generosity and snort a line. He says go ahead and finish it off. There are two lines left. I do one in the left nostril and one in the right. Boom! I’m feeling good. I say that doesn’t feel like coke. He answers, yeah that’s because it’s not. I ask well, what was it then? He replies, that’s little Miss Tina. I was shocked. Cocaine was one thing every once and a while. But meth, this was something different all together. I was surprised, I was always told that meth was horrible drug that would destroy you. But I am feeling good. My uncle gave it to me. It can’t be bad if my uncle gave it to me, right? My uncle sits closer to me. Our legs are now touching. He turns on the tv and we just chill there and watch some Simpsons reruns. After some time passes, I turn to my uncle and ask if he has anymore Tina for some lines. He turns to me and says, not for lines, but … He gets up and walks away. He returns with a pipe with a round bulb end, a baggie of crystals, and a torch. He sits next to me again and again our legs touch. It sends a shiver down to my dick. I feel it grow out just a tad. Uncle Lee asks if I’ve ever smoked Tina from a pipe before? I say no. He says Ohh, a virgin I see. I instantly reply, who you calling a virgin? We both have a long laugh. He filled up the bulb with 3 shards. It almost fills the bowl. He turns on the torch and the heat melts the shards. He tells me to pay attention to what he’s doing. He head the bulb and waits for the white vapor. He says that’s how you know it’s time to suck. He put it to his mouth and inhaled the vapor. He let out a big white vapor cloud. It almost blocked my vision before it dissipated. He put the pipe up to my mouth. He said he would heat the pipe for me this time but to pay attention. The vapor starts and I start sucking. He tells me to hold it in for a second and signals me to let it go. A small cloud escaped my mouth. He says that was the free trial, now for me to take the real first hit. I go back to sucking the vapor. I hold it in, 1 sec, 2 sec, 3 sec … I release a big white mess. The smoke goes everywhere. My uncle says Good Boy. My dick thickens a bit hearing him say that. We go back and forth 5 times before the bowel is empty. He sets it down on the glass tray. I lay back on the couch and just feel great. My uncle says I’ll take that. He snags the towel from around my head and I’m left completely and utterly naked. I look down and realize that I’m almost completely hard. I try to hid my boner between my legs. My uncle catches me and starts to laugh. I’m mortified. He tells me it’s okay. It’s natural on tina. Well, sometimes it has the opposite effect but both mean that you are extremely horny. He says everything that feels good is elevated on tina. He says that whatever makes a man feel good is okay in his house. I look at him and say I’m gay. He responds with yeah, I know. Your dad told me. it’s part of the reason you were invited here. We wanted you to learn about sex in a safe and nurturing environment. I’m taken back a bit. Oh I know about sex. I’m not a kid. Uncle Lee looked me up and down and agreed, yeah, you’re no kid alright. He grabbed his half hard dick and waved it at me. You finally ready to suck on this? You’ve been eyeing it for a while now. come on, its cool. In this house, it’s just about what makes you feel good. Uncle Lee walks over and sits next to me on the couch. I immediately get down between his legs and put his meat in my mouth. I’m able to get it all in the first go. I tried to show off my skills but it was still growing in my mouth. By the time it was at full mast, his 10 inches were hitting the back of my throat. My lips were against his small batch of hair around his dick. Uncle Lee exclaims, oh you can tell you’re the gay one. Your brother and cousins were horrible at sucking my dick. I tried to come up and ask what? However, Uncle Lee just put his hands on my head and pushed me down further on his dick. I suck him off for a good amount of time. Not enough for him to cum, just enough to edge him a bit. I come up from my knees and stand up. I stretch in front of my uncle. He surprises me by getting down on his knees in front of me and taking in my 8 inch dick into his mouth. Oh fuck, who knew my uncle was an experienced cock sucker. He expertly attacked my dick. I was trying to put my hands on his head and fuck his mouth but he was having none of that. He just pushed my hands aside and kept his own rhythm. Eventually I just yielded and put my arms up over my head. He pulled off my dick long enough to spit on his fingers and went back to sucking. His two fingers, now wet with spit, found their way to the entrance of my hole. they wiggled their way inside. He pushed them in with a bit of force. I took them up to the knuckle. I felt him wiggle his fingers inside my hole. Suddenly he grabs me by the waist and moves me. we change places. Im now between him and the couch. The faces me toward the couch and pushes me forward. I place my legs up on the couch and torso up against the top of the couch. This positions my ass right were his head is and he starts licking my entrance. Lightly at first, just grazing the puckered hole. he lets the spit build up and then pushes his tongue into my hole. As he makes my hole a wet mess, I’m moaning like a little hoe. It feels so good. I feel him pull away from me. I sigh in disappointment. Then I feel his fingers back in me. but this time it’s burning a bit. At the tip of his fingers, its burning inside. I try and pull his fingers out but he just pushes further inside of me. This continues until the burning starts to subside, then he pushes in a third finger and my hole greedily accepts it. I’m back to making noises that should never be heard in church. I’m starting to feel like I need something more in my ass. Like a nice big dick. Oh that’s exactly what I need. But he’s my uncle, would he even entertain the idea of fucking his nephew. My thinking is interrupted by a dickhead being pushed into my hole. his is shaped like an arrowhead so it enters relatively easily. I get a couple inches of him in me before I feel my hole strain to stretch around the thickness. I feel my uncle reach around me and works some uncle magic. He placed his right hand on my dick and started slowly jerking me off and his left hand started tweaking my nipples. The feeling of both of these things happening at the same time allowed me to unclench and boy did he take advantage. He pushed the remaining length into me in one go. 9 inches of uncle meat in my ass. Once fully inside of me, his hands abandoned their stations and went to my waist. He grabbed me by the hips and started thrusting. It felt like his dick was a jackhammer and my hole was the lucky concrete getting smashed into pebbles. He got tired of this position so he pulled out and had me lay on the floor next to the fireplace. He changed his mind and had me sit up. I didn’t care where he put me, I just wanted to fuck. He says patience is a lesson to learn too. He reloaded the pipe and we hit it a few times. Thicker and thicker the clouds got. We kept going until the bowl was gone. Uncle Lee told me to lay down again. I obeyed. He got up and maneuvered so he came down into a 69 position. He started gobbling down on my dick while pushing his hole in my face. I knew exactly what I should be doing. I pushed my tongue in and started munching down like a starving child. I had his hole dripping wet in no time at all. He got up off me and bend over head down ass up. He was offering me his hole and I definitely was not objecting. I got up behind his ass and stuck my two fingers into his wet hole. He moaned and I knew this was meant to be. I lined my dick up with his ass and pushed forward. I felt my head go inside and the pressure inside his hole was perfect. Tight enough to feel it but not enough to stop me from going forward. I pushed forward slowly and got all 8 inches inside him. He let out a long loud moan. Now, I’ve had sex before but I have always been the bottom. This was my first time being the top. I was on sensory overload. The ass felt so good; amazingly good. My inexperience showed in the pace of my thrusting. I was like a rabbit running to the finish line. At one point, my uncle pushed back to halt me. I paused my thrusting and he started pushing back onto my dick. He varied his rhythm. He was teaching me with every push backward. I was eager to take back over and pushed him flat on the ground. I was flat against him now. I know I had just learned a lesson on going slow or at least varying my pace – but I wanted to nut. So I went back to thrusting like a madman. I was close, oh so vary close when my uncle pushed me off of him. He laid on his back and instructed me to sit down on his dick. I obeyed my instructor. Once I was sitting on him balls deep, he had me maneuver around to see what angles I liked best. When I came across the perfect angle that grazed by prostate, he told him I found it. He proceeded to fuck me in that angle. I was riding him like a stallion. That dick was hitting me good. Without warning, without touching, my dick starts spurting out ropes of cum on my uncle’s chest. One even hits him on his chin. I’m still in the euphoria of my ejaculation when he commands me to keep riding. I do as I’m told. A few minutes later, he is grabbing my waist and thrusts forward up inside me. I feel a warm wet mess being deposited deep in my ass. We stay in that position for a few minutes, letting the heat off our bodies calm down. I’m spent. I feel like he is spent. We get up and use the towels to wipe off all the cum. I look at my uncle and tell him that this was amazing. I loved him teaching me about tina and fucking on tina. Uncle Lee replied, oh that’s just today’s lesson. We have a whole summer break to break you in.

I was very young. He was really big. Lol. Fortunately he was patient and gave me all the time I needed to service him. Over the course of the next few years I got very good at it and always swallowed. It’s a skill that needs to be honed for sure. I am told that I am very good at it now.

Gaped enough?

GAME ON (part X) Character review; Alejandro: only toxic stallion Felix: sex worker mare. Ashley: Twink mare. Ben, his twink lover. Ali: Iranian Cub mare Six Months Later: Felix’s thoughts: Believe it or not my trick friend that I trapped in the sling for the start of the orgy got knocked up by the toxic judge. I suppose his ass was pretty torn up by the giant who bred him after me, and before the judge. But knocked up by his first toxic load, what are the chances. With all the risks I’ve taken for so many years and even taking the next load from the judge. I’ve gotten off Scott free. Not that I’m avoiding it, I’m sure I’ll get pozed sooner or later. In fact, I’d really like to get it out of the way. So, I’ve been having unprotected sex with this trick every week, no PreP, no condoms, him breeding me, no pulling out! I’m wondering if I’m one of those rare guys that is immune to HIV. Still no sign! Ben’s thoughts: I guess taking the toxic stallions second load at the start of the orgy meant I didn’t get the volume I needed. I so counted on him knocking me up. I anxiously waited four weeks to wake sick but nothing. Then I got tested and nothing, nada, negative. I’m a no nonsense, driven, get what I want kind of guy, so I contacted Alejandro and we made a deal. For the next three months he agreed to breed me twice a week. If I wasn’t knocked up by then I’d throw in the towel. It only took two months, and I got my wish. I was so sick I had to be hospitalized. Ashley was not at all happy, but he stuck by me every set of the way. Ashley’s thoughts: And by ‘every step of the way’ he means letting him breed me after he converted even though I had no protection. The last thing I wanted was to convert but Ben wouldn’t let up. “We both love bb sex, you know that. If you love me, you’ll take my raw cock and let me breed you my gift.” Some gift! Within weeks I took sick soaking our bed. I didn’t need to go to hospital, but I was laid up for a week and a half. I was ready to go on meds as soon as I could, but again Ben demanded the lead. We still aren’t on meds. We are waiting to hear if a chaser that flew in from the west coast to spend last weekend with us has gotten our gift. We fucked him in every room of the house. We took him separately, we took him together, we double penetrated him. Load after load went up his unprotected ass. We each put at least three loads into him per day, and he made it a four-day weekend. You do the math. I’ve never been so exhausted from none stop topping in my life! Ali’s thoughts: It didn’t take long to find out Allah’s will. 11 days after the event I awoke with my bed soaked and feeling like I had been struck by a freight train. I knew what had happened but got tested soon after and sure enough I was now positive for HIV with a viral load through the roof. On the night I finally lost my virginity to so many men I also managed to get infected with an STD that I will now carry for the rest of my life. I’m not angry or upset about this. Allah must have a plan for me that requires I live with this health burden. I plan to tuck my $20,000 winnings away to help finance opening my own classy restaurant. I know I will need much more than my waiting job and generous tips bring in so I’m seriously considering a lucrative offer that came my way last month. PRIDE Studio was so impressed with my performance that they have asked me to be a bareback mare in their stable of porn stars. A catch is they want me to out myself with a prominent biohazard tattoo. I’m not afraid of being out as an HIV positive porn performer, the issue is tattoos are against my religion. I’m beginning to warm to the idea as one more way to give my middle finger to my parents and our oppressive religion. The biggest blessing from Allah is I’m now dating the Iraqi cub that made such sweet love to me during the competition. He stood by my side as I awaited conversion. He nursed me when I was sick. He was the first man I fucked. Oh, the thrill of my raw cock sliding into his dark hairy hole. The release of my animal instinct to pound and pound into him as we gazed into each others’ eyes. The passionate kisses. The moment I told him ‘I’m close’ and he begged “Cum in me. Breed me your poz boys.” I knew he was/is on PreP so I had no fear. My seismic orgasm! Rope after rope of my manhood sprayed into his inner most being. A joining of our bodies beyond anything I had ever experienced in my life. Allah has blessed me indeed. This amazing man is 150% supportive of my signing up to become a porn star. How could I ask for anything more?! I guess I have made up my mind. I can't wait to have Allah use me to service handsome men while on camera. I so love being dominated by men and especially love their seed painting my guts and inner soul. Alejandro’s thoughts: Three more notches on my knock up belt, fantastic! Ali, Ben and by extension Ashly. I’m not ‘patient zero’, but with the couple dozen guys I’ve infected directly my indirect pozings could be over 100. I’m one fucking proud poz stallion! The porn video generated from the competition and orgy has been selling like hotcakes. My agent has assured me that film alone could bring in royalties of over $100,000 per year alone. Every bareback porn production company in North America and Eric Videos are all competing for exclusive rights to use my body in their videos. Eric Vids has the most enticing offer. They want me to stay off drugs and remain toxic to do three stealthing videos. Of course, the bottoms would know the risk they are signing up for but would agree to take the chance that I could indeed stealth them. They wouldn’t know if I did or didn’t until after we shot the scene and I shot my load, either in a condom, or in their ass. One hot scenario that I really like is to shoot my load in a condom. Pull out, take it off, drink it’s contents, then get so excited I pin the victim down, enter him raw and blow another load deep into his guts. We’d do as many of these ‘stealthing’ videos it takes to knock three bottoms up then I would go on meds for my own well being and for the sake of their profits making many more movies using me. As exciting as it has been I’d be happy to see an end to my pozing persona. Toxic judge’s thoughts: This event took a lot to get off the ground but has so exceeded my expectations. At least four guys pozed from a competition that seemed to only have the long shot potential to breed HIV into one mare. One of those converted stealthed by my own poz breeding! How fuckin hot is that?! The fantastic video is an ongoing monument to this outlandish event. What can I possibly dream up to exceed this amazing success?!? __---------------‐‐------------------------- Although this series has many directions it could go from here I'm ending it for now. Thanks for all your comments and variety of likes guys. Like the good submissive bottom I am, I get great pleasure entertaining you with these stories from my twisted imagination .

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...