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Well, I finally bred a hole. Some background: I was a late bloomer - lost my virginity when I was 22 (I'm 26 now) and I've slowly been exploring my sexuality ever since. Started getting into gear and leather and toys after a while, and inevitably, wanted to play bareback. Two days ago I received a message from a 22 year old twink I regularly see asking that I fuck him. Knowing he really likes getting his ass stretched, I got my gear ready, put some BB porn on the TV, got into my leather jock and invited him over. When he arrived I made him strip down, pushed him onto the bed and started eating his ass. As I was eating him out, all my dominant sexual aggression and desire possessed me, and I threw caution to the wind and decided I would not only fuck him, I was going to get my raw cock inside this pussyboi. In between rimming him, I fingering his hole, getting him nice and wet. Then I moved up and put my raw cockhead onto his hole. Before I could enter his hole, however, he asked that I wear a condom (and, in all honesty, at this stage in the game I almost always have a condom on already), but I decided to carry on fingering him. Two fingers became three and eventually he was moaning for me to stretch his boihole even more, working my way to three fingers from each hand inside him. I was getting very aggressive and verbal, started calling him a pussyboi, told him his only purpose is for a top to enjoy. He was clearly excited my aggressive behavior, so I continued saying "You're nothing but a cumdump. You want to take load after load in your pussy and enjoy it." Although he is only four years younger, I told him to address me as 'Sir' and then I added "You're going to take my cock raw and beg me for cum inside your ass." The dirty talk did the trick, because he got on all fours and pushed his ass open for me. I put my now wet and throbbing cock on his hole. He said 'i've never done this before" which I took to allude to the fact that he had never before been fucked bareback. I just shoved my raw cock inside him. It was incredible (and truth be told, I'm hard even now thinking about how it felt). I made him my bitch and shot my sticky load deep inside him. I must have shot buckets 'cause after I pulled out, my load flowed out of his ass. He didn't stay long afterwards but simply said "I gotta go" and left. Today, however, I received a message from him saying "My boihole is hungry," so we're meeting up again so I can fuck him senseless.

I feld horny this weekend.my wife away so i drive to Amsterdam.frijday evening i took a preap to clean my self compleetly out.after 6 hours i am totaly empty,going to bed and reaming about tomorrow.finaly its saterday and up to amsterdam(drive off 200 km.)First stop was the cucoo's nest.changing in chaps and a black Tshirt with the tekst BAREBOTTUM.down to the basement where the gloryholes are.finely got my favorit one with holes on both side.wen i bend over to see treu one i feel a hand on my butt.within a second i feel a tong on my hole followd by a nice smal dick(15 cm).I feel if its bare and it is.slowly i put my ass back to the board and he strats fucking like there is no tomorrow.within 1 minuts i feel my ass get wet and warm.i turn around bicause i love to clean the last drups inmy mouth and thank him.after waiting 15 min. with the door open a guy coms in and ask if he can come in ! i say sure you may come in me,he smiles and close the door.after feling up and kissing his cock begone to grow.i go to my knies and open his pants en out fals a dick(o my god)i think its 25cm and can't get my hand around is.after a littel sucking he puls me up and turn around bending over to the other gloryhole.he tels me his friend is on the other side and want to get suckt.when i see the dick comming true i got scared.i ask the guy with me how big is he,the guy say he is 25x5 and his friend 30x7.i take a fue hits off popers and in seconds i am flying.then without waiting he puss me over to suck his friend and start putting glu with his fingers up my hole.i take the top off the friends dick in my mouth and slowly feel it going true my throuth.when its 10 cm inside i feel the guy pussing his tip off the cuck true my ass ring.when it slips in he puss me on his friends dick and in 3 pusses i have both dicks ball deep in me(scared they kill me)but the man in the cabin with me puls me off the other guy to take breath.then puss forward again.after wat feels like an hour the man in my ass shoot like a cannon.when he puls out i feel the cum running douwn my legs.he turn me around and puss my ass on his friends monster.it feels like a basebal bat is going in me.he put my mouth over his dick to clean up and in a second i feel the other guy blowing his load and a nother time it is like a fire hose. next part later

Will definitely hit up Midtowne when I'm in Dallas next month.

Wow, I'd never considered asking or the bottom not expecting to be bred. If a dude lets me stick my bare dick in him I intend to unload in his guts, not negotiable.

"Let me slip it in, just a little. You've got such a cute ass, I need to feel your hole grab the head of my dick. Don't worry, I won't fuck you, I won't cum in you, just let me slip the head of my dick in a little." That's what Tom said right before he fucked me for the first time and filled my HIV negative guts full of his virus laden semen. He'd moved across the hall from me a few months before and I'd introduced myself and asked him over for a beer. He accepted and promised to reciprocate when he was settled. It was obvious he was gay, a big, butch black man given to wearing leather with tight white tshirts and equally tight, carefully worn 501s. I'd never been interested in men in the slightest, but I found myself attracted to him. He was ruggedly handsome, very fit and moved like an athlete. I couldn't help but notice the very large bulge in his crotch. Was it true what they said about black men? One night a week or so after he moved in I came in late and drunk from the bars and took a while unlocking my door. I could hear what was clearly the sound of Tom having sex through his door. His deep voice was growling urgently, another male voice whined and begged. I couldn't make out what they were saying, but hearing them made my dick hard. My bedroom was next to Tom's so I opened the window and collapsed on the bed, pants down, my hand slowly stroking my cock. I could hear better and made out occasional words and phrases, like 'fuck me' and 'breed you' and something that might have been 'knock', something or other. I listened intently, stroking my dick, imagining Tom was fucking me, and also wondering what would it be like to have sex with a man. With Tom? I shot my load as I heard Tom bellow, obviously cumming in the guy he was fucking. I licked up my load, wishing it was Tom's cum I was eating. The next morning I remembered what I'd done and tried to feel disgusted at being aroused by a man. Why did my dick stiffen when I thought of Tom's cock filling a man's ass with cum, filling my ass with cum? In any event, a couple of days later I answered a knock on my door and found Tom standing there. He was wearing a wife beater and cutoff 501s. His nipples had large rings in them and the bulge in the shorts was very large. My dick started to swell. "Come over for a beer, a new batch of homebrew is ready." I followed him in to his place and took a beer, he waved to the living room with the invitation "Have a seat." I did my best to sit so my excitement was not obvious, but Tom noticed. We made small talk and the beer went fast, it was good. He stood up and smiled at me, then slipped off his shirt, saying "It's hot in here. Do you mind?" I shook my head dumbly as he dropped his shorts and stepped out of them, then went to the kitchen saying "Time for more beer. Strip if you like, Mike. It's too hot for clothing." As he walked into the kitchen I couldn't help looking at his body, thinking to myself that he looked good. My dick stirred: I was more than a little aroused. I never been at all interested in men, but...he looked good. Tom came back with two bottles and towel. I looked at him and couldn't help staring at his cock. He was huge, completely flaccid he was longer and thicker than me hard, it swung back and forth heavily as he walked. His balls were equally large and hung low. There was a tattoo of the universal symbol for biohazard on his abdomen just to left of his cock. My dick stirred more, I was getting an erection. I blushed, Tom couldn't help notice it through my thin shorts. He looked at my crotch and smiled suggesting "Lose the shorts, Mike. You'll be more comfortable." I was startled to realize it was command, not a suggestion. My dick was fully erect. I slipped off the shorts. Tom smiled broadly as he saw my hard dick, which was oozing precum. I looked at his cock: it was stirring, growing. Thinking this encounter was going in a direction that made me uneasy, I considered leaving, but I didn't want to leave. I wasn't sure what I wanted to do, but I was more excited than I had been in a long time. Tom smiled sat me and moved in his chair, I saw his cock stirring, thickening, the pink head just peeking through the foreskin was wet with precum. I couldn't help it, my mouth watered and I licked my lips. Tom beckoned to me, pointing at his cock, commanding "Come over here, Mike. I know you want to." I went and sat beside him, mesmerized by his rapidly growing dick, wondering what would it be like to touch it. As if he read my mind, Tom said "You can touch it if you like, Mike, it won't bite. Go ahead. I can see you want to." The truth was, I did want to touch his cock. It was fascinating. Only partially erect, his long thick, very dark black cock was much was larger than my hard cock. His foreskin hung long over the tip, precum oozed out. My mouth watered as I wondered what would it be like to suck it. Tom reached down and took my dick in his hand, stroking slowly. I moaned and almost shot my load. He laughed softly. He was seducing me. He twirled his finger around the head, smearing precum over it, and then removed his hand. My cock was hard and throbbing. Tom's hand had felt so good stroking it, and I had come very close to shooting my load, but he had stopped and in so doing, had frustrated me. I wished he hadn't. I wanted him to make me cum. I would return the favor: I wouldn't stop. I reached down and took his dick in my hand, marveling at my first feel of another man's penis. I felt him stiffen and stir in my hand, growing. The pink head peeked through the foreskin more, precum flowing. I stroked the head and loved the slippery feel of precum. Tom slipped his fingers in my mouth, I licked and tasted my precum. I wanted to taste his, I wanted him to cum in my mouth. I slid my hand up his hardening shaft, then down, pulling the foreskin back from the head. The head of Tom's cock was large, pink, wet. My mouth watered. I lowered my head for a better look. Tom sighed and whispered to me "Go ahead, Mike, you know you want to, you know you will. Suck my cock. Mike, suck me and make me cum in your mouth. Suck me off." My heart pounded as I looked as the fully erect cock. He was fully erect, had to be almost ten inches long, I hadn't known real cocks got that big, and he was thick. Tom took my head in his hands and pushed my mouth down to his cock, rubbing the head on my lips. My heart threatened to burst out of my chest as Tom whispered "Suck it, Mike, suck my dick!" I opened my mouth and he pushed in, sliding past my lips, rubbing the roof of my mouth, butting the back of my mouth. Tom grunted and pushed harder, the head of his cock slid down my throat. I couldn't believe I had a dick in my mouth. I loved it. He stopped with almost five inches of thick, hard cock in my throat. I was very surprised there was no gag reflex, Tom told me later that if a cock is long enough to put at least a couple of inches in the throat, it bypassed the reflex. "That's good, bitch, that's good. I knew you were a queer when I first laid eyes on you, knew I was going to fuck your pretty mouth and make you my bitch. Take it, white boy. Suck my black dick, white boy!" Tom fucked his cock in and out of my throat, using me like a fuck toy. I loved it, loved a larger, older black man using me, making me his bitch. Was he going to want to fuck my ass? I wouldn't do that, it was too risky. I wanted to. My dick exploded, squirting cum all over Toms' leg. He moaned and pulled his dick out of my throat and rubbed the head on the roof of my mouth. I felt spurt after spurt of creamy, tangy, sour semen jet out, filling my mouth and leaking out my lips. I gulped eagerly, loving that a black man had fucked my mouth and was cumming in me. I wanted him to cum in my ass. I sucked and swallowed, moaning, nursing all the cum out of his cock I could get. Tom fondled the back of my head while I sucked him and sighed "That was very good, Mike. You're a good cocksucker. I'm going to teach you the ways of man on man sex, I'll show you a world you never really knew existed, you'll love it. "Don't worry about being queer, lots of men like women and have sex with men. You will too." Tom shooed me away after a few minutes, saying he had a trick coming, that we'd do this again. That excited me, I knew I was his trick now, I hoped he wanted me soon. I was a cocksucker now and I loved it. Tom had me suck him off several times a week, sometimes there would be other guys there and Tom would tell me to service them. I did so gladly, eager to feel men cum in my mouth. One night after sucking Tom off I thought about the biohazard tattoo, I knew it meant something, but I couldn't remember what. I googled it and gaped at the results. Tom was HIV positive! I had been swallowing poz cum for weeks and he hadn't told me. It didn't take much research to find out it was almost impossible to get infected by sucking poz dick, even if the bottom swallowed cum. I also found that if Tom was on meds and his viral load was undetectable he couldn't infect anyone. I was pissed that Tom hadn't told me he was poz before he had sex with me. Then I became aware of something else: I was seriously aroused knowing I'd had a poz cock and cum in my mouth. I looked at pics of guys with the tattoos and stroked my dick imagining they were fucking me, that I was getting poz cocks and poz cum in my ass. Then I found breedingzone.com. I was amazed to find men that eagerly sought out HIV infection and others who looked for men to infect. It was obviously sick, but my dick was rigid and throbbing as I looked at the site. I especially liked the section for bugchasing 'fiction', especially stories where a neg bottom got infected, intentionally or other wise. I read several stories about poz tops 'stealth pozzing' neg bottoms, intentionally infecting unsuspecting bottoms. Is that what Tom was doing with me, grooming me as his bitch to take his infection? I wondered if he was on meds and what his viral load was. If it was undetectable he couldn't infect me, but if his VL was high....? I stroked my dick as I looked at a hot pic of a black top with a biohazard tattoo fucking a white man, bareback of course, and wished it was me. I wanted Tom to fill my neg ass with his poz cum, I wanted him to poz me. My dick exploded as I said to myself, 'poz me, knock me up, infect me with HIV!' Did I really want Tom to infect me? I decided not to say anything to Tom about him being poz, I would take whatever he wanted to give me. A week later I was hanging out at Tom's, we were drinking beer, both of us were naked and I had an idea that things were going to go further. I'd sucked him off when I first came over, he'd jerked me off and fed me my cum. I was idly playing with his cock, I loved the feel of it and hoped he'd let me blow him again. He was hard and oozing slightly, I lowered my head and opened my mouth. But Tom had another idea. He rolled me over on my side and snuggled up to me, pressing his body against mine. His cock moved slightly in the crack of my ass, I knew what was coming and moaned as the head of his dick nuzzled my ass and smeared precum on my hole. Now that the time was here I was scared. I wanted him to fuck me, but I didn't want to get infected. He pushed in slightly, I pushed back, shook myself and pulled away. "Don't fuck me raw, use a condom, please!" "Don't use rubbers. Don't worry, it'll be okay. Just let me slip in a little, I want to feel your tight hole around the head of my cock, just a little." "No, please, no, you'll fuck me and cum in me. I don't want to get infected." "I know you want it, you'll love my big nigger dick in you, you'll beg for it. "You're my bitch, Mike, just let me slip it in a little, you'll love it, you'll beg for all of it." I moaned and squirmed, pushing my hole into his cock, I wanted him to fuck me, but I was afraid. Getting his poz cum in my mouth was one thing, in my ass was too risky. I didn't know if he was on meds or not. "Just a little, I won't cum in you." He pushed in a couple of inches and pulled out, then in again, deeper. I moaned helplessly, needing to get fucked. It felt better than I could have imagined. Tom stroked in and out deeper and deeper, until the head of his dick pushed against my first internal sphincter. I whimpered, it felt so good, why didn't he just fuck me, just take me and fuck me? "Please, please fuck me, fuck me, cum in me, breed me, knock me up, please knock me up!" That was the first time I'd admitted to myself I wanted poz cum in me. I'd been having fantasies of getting pozzed since I'd found the bugchasing underground. He chuckled and started stroking in and out slowly, fucking me deeper and deeper, he hit the sphincter, paused and pushed slowly, I whined as ten inches of black dick went where nothing but shit had ever been before. Tom was going to fuck me, I was going to get semen from an HIV positive man in my ass, I was going to get HIV virus in my ass! If he was undetectable, it would be okay. It was hot thinking there was a chance he was infecting me. I wanted it. That woke me up, an HIV positive cock was fucking me and was about to cum in my ass! I didn't want to get infected, getting fucked felt good, but wasn't worth infection. I struggled and tried to get away. Tom growled in my ear and stroked his cock deep into me. It felt like the head of his cock was about to enter my throat, from the bottom. "Too late, bitch! Too late, you're getting what you want, Here it comes, bitch, cumming in your ass, breeding you, bitch, knocking you up, bitch, take my bug, yeah, fuck, bitch, take my fucking bug, gonna infect you good, infecting you good!" I felt his cock swell and pulse and a warm feeling filled my guts and jet after jet of virus laden semen erupted from his cock and filled me. Tom moaned and moved in me, fucking virus deeper and deeper in me. My dick erupted, pushed over the cliff by knowing I getting virus in my ass, that I could get infected. Tom had to have ripped me open a little when he fucked me with that huge cock and that HIV virus could already be in my blood. Had Tom had just infected me with HIV? He kissed me on the neck as he slowly pulled his softening dick out of me. I whimpered at the empty feeling, getting fucked had felt so good. "Don't worry about getting infected, Mike, it's only a matter of time before a pussyboy like you gets the bug, it might as well be now. I'm going to keep fucking my virus into you until I do infect you. When you're poz you'll be free, you'll thank me." I was Tom's bitch, I would do anything he told me to do.

I hooked up at STEAMWORKS with a scruffy bottom who had a sweet, tight ass and who was hungry for fuck seed. He left the door open when he came in my room, so I knew he din't mind being watched while being fucked, which is a turn on for me. Then he suggested I take him to the fuck bench and fuck him in front of other guys. What a fucking turn on. He sucked cock while I bred him. It was hot to have guys come up and feel my balls and bare cock. Anybody else hooked on giving a bareback sex show?

I really don't want to infect anyone.The first year of being poz was horrible .. getting used to the meds and all. It was about 11 months of constant discomfort and recurring insomnia. I wouldn't wish that on anyone. Now, I've gotten used to it; and I rarely think about my status .. until I wanna hookup. :-/ So, when Dylan answered my CL ad, I made sure to let him know that I was poz. His response wasn't surprising. "Oh sorry man. I don't think I can sleep with a poz guy. Take care." I was a little disappointed, to be honest because his picture was beyond cute - a petite and innocent look about him. His green eyes were hard to get out of my head. But, I moved on. It was nearly a month later when he e-mailed me and said he wanted to meet after all -- and that he "might be open" to doing some stuff if we hit it off. I tried to reduce the stress and offered to meet him with the understanding that we wouldn't do anything at all - just get to know each other. He agreed. I don't like to show up at someone's place empty handed .. even though we agreed to just play X-box and talk. A bottle of wine always seems like a way to ease into getting to know someone. I nearly lost my breath when he opened the door. He was even more attractive in real life. His green eyes lit up as he answered the door. And a slight smile followed. I think he liked what he saw too. We made small talk as we sat in the living room. He went to the local community college; and I talked about my worries about finishing my master's degree. We laughed a lot. And we were about 3/4 way through the bottle of wine, there wasn't a hint of discomfort. We played some X-box; and I could tell he was inching over towards me. An hour later, I was still surprised that things progressed so well. We were in his bed. We made out for what felt like an eternity. I had to advance our activities. The tension was killing me. We explored each other's bodies as much as we could with our clothes on. Almost in sync, we pulled off our shirts and our pants. "Wow . you're hott!" he said, "I mean .. you feel very hott," he clarified. I didn't realize that the head of my cock had popped out the top of my briefs as it usually does when I'm hard. He felt my tip against his smooth stomach; and then he felt down to it. "You feel so big," he said with a hint of trepidation; but Dylan tugged on my shaft with urgency. I helped him get a good grip by slipping off my briefs and he explored all of my 8.5 with his warm hand. His moved his hands to my abs. And I thought he was going to change his mind. He was actually just adjusting his position; and next thing I know, he's trying to wrap his mouth around the top of my cock. "It's so big," he conceded as he attempted to get further down my shaft. I reached down and grabbed at the bulge in his briefs, finally fishing out his skinny boy-like dick. I didn't mind at all. I never was a size-queen - although it was clear that Dylan favored a big one. "I don't usually do this on a first date," he said somewhat sheepishly. But, he immediately went back to trying to inhale my now-throbbing pole. We were both lost in the moment; and for the first time, I forgot about my status while with someone. Moments later, I'm sliding a wet finger in and out of his hole; then it's two fingers. He's still sucking on my like it's the last cock he'll ever have. He wasn't about to let it go. But, all of his wonderful tongue work and wet slurping was too much. Call it instinct, or whatever. But, in just a couple of seconds, I have him readjusted on his back and his legs up in the air moving my rod close to his hole. He seemed to come back to reality for a moment, "I don't know if we should do this." Honestly, I was too horned up think clearly. I just moved my cock against his hole and rest it there for a moment. I felt obliged to ask again, though. Somehow, I knew I needed to ask if I could proceed, even though I was far from rational though. "Do you want it?" I asked. And his vague response was all I needed. "I don't know," he answered as he pushed his body down to put pressure on the head of my dick. I can't believe how quickly everything happened after that. Within seconds, I'm inside him and he's bucking his hips, as if begging me for more. And then I realized that he must have pre-lubed because he was taking it very well. He grunted and moaned. And I didn't ease it in as I might otherwise do. I could tell he could handle it by the initial reception. So, within moments, I am balls-deep inside him thrusting with long strokes. "You like that?" I ask. And inbetween pants, he replied, "umm .. I don't know." His words said one thing to me, but his body was saying something else. "Do you want me to stop?" I tried to clarify, still invading his hole with deep strokes. "Fuck .. I don't know." I gave him an especially forceful jab to test my limits. "Fuck!" was his only reply verbally. His non-verbal reply was his fingers digging into my back and pulling me in tighter. I was on the brink of exploding and thought I should give him one last chance to stop, "I'm about to cum. Should I stop?" "I don't know .." he replied .. as he continued to pant and grunt with each thrust. "If I don't pull out, I'm going to cum soon. Do you want me to pull out?" I asked one more time. "I don't know ... " was his reply once again. I could see his body wriggling with ecstasy. He seemed close. As I watched him writhing with pleasure, I found myself losing control. "Well I know!" I found myself shouting back at him. I can't believe I did this .. but I was out of control. I jack-hammered his hole as fast and deep as I could for a few seconds and then found myself unloading deep inside him. He came just a fraction of a second after I felt my last spurt deposit inside him. His jizz was a messy fountain going in almost every direction as he jerked his skinny rod forcefully. Slowly, we both came to our senses. I realized what I did. And I was waiting for him to yell at me or kick me out. We layed there in silence for a a couple of minutes, catching our breath. "That was incredible," he whispered. And suddenly, I felt no more guilt.

The following is based on true events, however some changes have been made to heighten the story. I cannot disclose what is truth and what is fiction. It was a Sunday morning and I was on BBRT chatting to various guys, when a guy I know in Newcastle asked what I was up to. We switched to MSN to save messages, and he told me how he had arranged one of his group parties for that evening. I had often heard the exploits of his parties in which all tops are generally poz, and all the bottoms are generally neg except where he has to make up numbers. This Sunday he'd arranged for a group of neg bottoms to come for an all bareback group session, but two of the bottoms had dropped out meaning there would be nine tops and two bottoms. Given the disparity in numbers, he thought I might want to attend to help make up the numbers, especially given I'm neg, the tops would be pleased. I couldn't really afford to travel so he offered to pay, and I agreed as long as he could get me to the train station for the first train back so that I could get to work. I asked about the other bottoms, and they were both safe sex bottoms, and there was a potential third (who ended up coming). The organiser had met these guys and had condom-only sex with them a number of times, and floated the idea of group sex, to which they agreed. His usual approach was to ask them about group sex, and if they liked the idea would tell them about the bareback group sessions he hosts, but he made it clear he would only extend an invitation to the guys if it was certain they were neg 'cause the tops were very particular about the bottoms, which included the provision the bottoms were not allowed to inquire as to the status of the tops, which meant that he never had to lie. When the evening arrived, I was one of four bottoms. I was also the only bottom who knew the status of the tops. While people were arriving we sat round drinking plenty of vodka and various shooters. After a while the tops started to make their moves and began to strip the bottoms. There were nine tops all aged between 30 and 50, and four bottoms, (three of whom were in the range of 18 to 20, and at 26, I was the oldest bottom). As the night progressed and all the bottoms had taken four or so cocks, the first bottom gave up and left the session, having decided his ass was too sore to continue. I looked disapprovingly as he left as he hadn't fulfilled his responsibility to serve the needs of the tops over his personal preferences.* The rest of us continued playing, and I'm fairly sure up to this point there had been no discussion about status, but when one of the tops noticed blood mixed into the cum leaking from one of the bottom's hole, he slid into the bottom announcing "We have a bleeder, boys!" He pounded the bottom's hole quite roughly, and just before he climaxed, he specifically asked the bottom "You want my load?" "God, yes," the bottom gasped. With that permission, the top spurted deep in the bottom's arse, exclaiming as he did, "Yeah! Take my load boy, take my toxic load. I'm gonna work this deep into your guts so you never forget it!" The bottom pushed him off and got very upset, and saying "I'm neg and want to stay that way. You guys lied to me!" At that point our host intervened, answering "No one lied to you, and not only didn't you ask about the HIV status of the tops, perhaps you should have considered the risks of bareback sex before you accepted the invitation to this session." The other bottom looked shocked, but then when asked if he wanted to continue, he asked who was poz, and when he realized he had taken four poz loads, he remarked "Well, a few more aren't going to make that much difference." In the time at his disposal he managed to take another two loads before he had to make his departure, which left me as the only available bottom. By this point I was the only bottom left, and all the tops were still up to relieving themselves of at least one more load. As a subservient bottom I felt obliged to continue and managed to accommodate each man one more time, one-by-one. When they had all gone my friend asked if I was could manage to give him one more go around. Notwithstanding I was exhausted and my arse had seen better days, I decided the least I could do for the host was to offer up my hole for him one more time. Across the night, I took fifteen or sixteen anal loads, and several more oral loads. By the time I left my arse was quite sore, and blood and cum were leaking from my hole and oozing my leg. By the way, it's been a week. My arse is still a bit sore, but I am certainly glad I accepted the invitation to attend the session.

Happy anniversary, my darling, my love, best thing to ever happen to me. I can't believe it's been two years already, the most amazing experience I could hope for, with the man who loves me, cares for me, and helps me be the man I was born to be. I think you knew from the start who I really was and what I really needed. Do you remember our first date? You were so charming, and put me at ease. I was so nervous and conflicted. If I'd known that night that you'd seen my secret and never-used barebackrt profile and knew what a cumslut I wanted to be, I probably would have backed down or run away. But you were gentle, you made me trust you. Your acceptance and love has made my transformation possible. I can't believe now that I let the first date end with just a chaste kiss. I wanted you so much from the first minute I saw you, I wanted your cock in me, I wanted to taste your cum, wanted you fuck me for hours...but I was so scared. I think I made you wait until the third date before we got naked. Now, knowing your three-orgasms-per-day minimum and knowing how much spunk you pump out, I wonder how you had the patience for me. I'm just laughing now about how careful I was. What a trooper you were to go get tested together before I let you fill my ass for the first time. Two whole months anticipation, and it was the best day of my life to that point, but you must have thought it was cute that I was so cautious, given where you were going to take me. I’m so glad you saw my true potential. One I had your cum in me, of course, there was no going back. You were really wise to put up with that 6 months of monogamy. I think trusting in you really helped my cum addiction bloom. Again, I'm a little embarrassed at how much I needed that, but it really helped. After 6 months of getting at least one of your loads in my ass and another down my throat every day, I don't think I'll ever be able to do without. Though by today's standards, that's barely enough to get me through an hour, much less a whole day. Still, it was enough to let the cum addiction bloom while you could kiss my fears away. I still don't know how you managed to make the idea of opening up the relationship seem like it was my idea. Maybe it was just that endless collection of hot friends you invited over as house guests. At 9 months into the relationship, suddenly each weekend there was a different super hot friend from out of town staying in your guest bedroom, walking naked to the bathroom giving me something more to drool over. I was confused for a bit, why I was so hot for their cocks, dreaming about their cum filling me, when I loved you so much and was so amazingly happy with our sex life. I was so scared that if you knew how much I needed COCK, not just your cock and CUM, not just your cum, that you'd be hurt or just think I was a slut. It never occurred to me that you knew exactly how much of a slut I needed to be and that was part of what you loved in me. I still remember when Kevin was over and finally I confessed how much I wanted to suck him off...You were so sweet and considerate, making me feel so safe confessing my desire to you. We agreed to have only you fuck my ass, but let him fuck my face. Such a great arrangement, and such a slippery slope. I’m sure when we agreed to that, you knew you would get what you wanted soon. I think it was in that first threeway where I started to suspect you had an agenda. How hard your cock was when you two were spit-roasting me, and the sweet nothings you whispered in my ear... “Good boy”, “You look so good with his cock fucking your face”, “I’m so proud of my cocksucker”... Was that the first time you actually said “I love you”? And that one three-way really drew us closer, and exploded me into the biggest change in my life. I could tell you were getting off on my sucking other guys--partly because you were getting off in my ass. I wanted to please you, and I really noticed how much I needed cum. I went from getting one load in each hole to three of your loads in my ass and anywhere from 2-10 loads down my throat every day. Maybe that’s what made the biggest shift in my mindset. I really couldn’t concentrate on anything that didn’t involve cum. Had you already started playing those subliminal hypnosis tapes for me, or was it just my natural cravings? By this time, we were talking about sex whenever we weren’t having it, and there wasn’t much time when we weren’t. I would share all my fantasies with you, so I wasn’t really upset about the next time you upped the ante. You remember, right? When you were fucking me raw, and there were those other three guys over to fuck my mouth...me on my back and them fucking my face while you pounded me? You remember how you pulled out and let one of them fuck me raw? I was pinned down with a cock down my throat, so I couldn’t do anything about it, I was completely at your mercy. I was crying about it later, and you comforted me...I don’t know if I ever told you that I came as soon as his cock entered me, and again when he blew his seed up my hole all without touching myself. They were tears of gratitude, my dear. I made a scene about feeling betrayed, but it was to cover up how happy I was that I finally got what I wanted. I think then I was still afraid you’d dump me if you found out how much of a slut I wanted to be. I needn’t have worried. After last year’s anniversary where you took me to the glory hole and talked me into backing my ass up to the hole to take that huge black cock? Kissing me and fucking my face while he reamed me? I could see the look of love in your eyes as I took my first truly anonymous raw cock. And when you jizzed all over my face and open mouth and then asked me to marry you just as my anonymous breeder shot his load into me. That was the most romantic anniversary I had ever had, and of course I said yes...though you might not have known if I was answering you or cumming from the prostate pounding I was receiving. I’ll never forget how many times you repeated the word “beautiful” as you sucked half his load out of my gaping ass, and then fed it to me as you fucked your next load into me there on the sticky cummy ABS floor. It’s been great, hasn’t it, since the wedding? I mean, of course you encouraged me to start having sex with folks when you weren’t there. We had proven our trust in one another, right? I also think you loved thinking that I was insatiable and that I needed more. I thought you were happy watching other guys fucking me, but that’s nothing like how much it turns you on to know that I’m cum-obsessed at all times. You get so hard when you come home, and I already have a full ass, waiting for you to suck empty and then refill while we share the loads in our mouths. That probably did lead to loosing my job, though. I mean it is hard to recover from your manager finding you naked, moaning on the bathroom floor with the janitor pulling his spunk-covered cock from your ass, and the rest of the staff jacking or taking pictures. I never did know how he knew I was working late and in the bathroom on 15 when I usually work on 26. Wait a minute...didn’t you tell me you knew the building supervisor? Did you arrange that? Another thing to thank you for, my dear. I hated that fucking place, and we have more money than ever now, right? But, yeah, it was easy to forget about work with all the sex. You even threw my first official gangbang to help me get over the stress of the loss of my job. So sweet. So many loads. Such a satisfied look on your face. Your tender lovemaking that night, the gentle, loving way you slowly fucked my puffy dripping hole, screaming how much you love me as you pump me full of my 30th load that evening...How could I ever forget that? Without the job, it was easy to spend my time on my body too, which, don’t deny it, was a great thing for our sex life. Raul is the most awesome personal trainer, he has me in total porn-star shape, and he works for cheap since I always take his load, and all the loads from his buddies too. Is that were we got the idea of how to keep me happy and sexed up and also pay the bills? Maybe it was just obvious...or maybe you wanted it all along. The last months have been the best in my life. Waking up beside you to suck you until you’re hard, then riding you to my first load of the day...prepping and then spending every day getting fucked by guys or if I’m lucky groups of guys so that when you get home, I always have a nice, sloppy hole for your second load. You’ve been so inventive on where to take me and how to get more cum into me. It seems like every evening is another way for me to eat more or get more cum fucked up my hole. I’ll never know where you got that half-gallon of cum you made me chug until it came out my nose. I just hope you can get another one. And without saying every Cummuion party on the West Coast is a great opportunity to meet new friends and get more cum. And I feel like I’m helping since half the guys pay (was that your idea too?) and we installed those webcams. So Happy Anniversary, my dear! I’ve got to finish writing this and go get ready for my next encounter. Some sports team, 10 guys or so, want to tie me up and fuck me. I’ll have them tie me on my back so none of the cum runs out, and leave me tied up and blindfolded for when you get home. Hope you like your present! Two years. Two glorious years to transform from a fiercely independent, cautious, nervous, monogamous, productive 9-5er with a budding career into being your full-time, jizz-addicted, indiscriminate, bareback gangbang whore. I know now that it was your plan all along. And I love you for it.

I've finally made up my mind and going into the right direction of getting PREP, i figured years after years of fear, not having fun and being sexually frustrated because i was afraid to slip and catch HIV, Im determined to get on PREP have fun and not be AFRAID anymore, however i was wondering if any guys on here have been on it, how long and have you been taking and giving loads and still staying neg? If the case is you can play however and with whomever you want and stay HIV neg, I would conclude that this is something that all of us should be doing and right away! thanks for your insight guys.

After joining the site and reading other posts, I feel this is the perfect place to share my darkside adventures. These will not be in any particular order. Just what ever is on my mind at the moment. For example, I'm sitting here hard remembering one night back when I was in my 20's. Was about midnight and I could not sleep. My hole was hungry and as much as I tried, no one was around to dick me down. Jumped in my car and about 20 minutes later, I'm parking around the corner from an all night bookstore/adult theatre in downtown Philly. Had lube and poppers in my pocket, paid my $7 to get into the basement theatre. For once, it was worth the trip. About 10 or so dudes in there. There were booths to the left and right and a theatre all the way in the back. Walked past the first booth and this dude was just standing there,jerking a fat dick. Older black guy, rock hard. I just walked in and he closed the door behind me. He made it known right away what he wanted when I felt his hand on my ass. Once his finger found my lubed hole, it was only a matter of seconds before my pants were down and I was bent at the waist, face against the wall as he shoved his fat dick in my hole. I had to scream and he loved that. I was lubed, but tight and known to be a runner, but his grip had me going no where. Luckily, my poppers were handy and by his 4th stroke in my hole, I was inhaling sweet relief. I love the feeling I get when poppers take over. He felt my hole loosen and pick up his speed as my head kept hitting the wall.. Don't think he lasted more than 5 minutes before he left everyone listening that he was cumming in my hole... I stayed bent over letting him use my hole to dump all his seed.. In less than 2 minutes, he pulled out, tucked in, was out the booth and the door. I took a minute to gather myself, left the booth to walk around. Went to the theatre area and watched a dude getting a blow job. As I was standing there, I felt a hand just reach down my pants to my wet hole. I turned and this 6'3" middle eastern man was behind me, grinning as he fingered my hole. Behind him stood 3 more men. 2 black, and 1 white, just watching to see what happened.. The Arab man moved me over to a corner, pulled my pants down and fucked me hard and rough while the other three watched. I was in heaven, hit my poppers again and begged him to cum in me... Then, I felt a hand turning my head as a long black dick was shoved down my throat. After I got adjusted, the spit roasting began.. Arab man came first, deep and hard, making my deep throat the dick I was sucking causing him to dump his nutt.. As I'm swallowing his cum, I feel another hard dick snaking it's was up my warm, wet hole.. Actually, never saw who because the dick in my mouth had a grip on my head and stayed hard after cumming.. The 2nd dick lasted about a minute before I felt his dick jumping my hole. Still sucking the same dick, a third dick rams my hole, stops and just cums... At that point, the dick in my mouth dumps another load down my throat.. He pulls out and just walks off.. I hear a moan, like someone cumming. Turned to see a guy dumping his load down another guys throat. By now, my hole is dripping and slimy... I pull my pants up and head to the exit.. Just then, two tipsy black dudes walk in, already hard, takes one look at me and in a booth I am, sandwiched between the two of them. On mentioned how much my hole smelled like pussy, before sticking his dick in.. His friend held me down and encouraged his friend to fuck me hard. I sniffed my poppers and just let it happen. Neither wanted to be sucked, just took turns fucking me hard and fast.. I'm sure the whole place heard when they came... Between their noise and mine as I came with out touching myself just as the second dude added his nutt to the mix... A rare night and all went down in a span of about 2 hours.

Yesterday evening, I was really horny and went onto manhunt where I talked to a guy I had hooked up with and whom I had also slammed with a few times before. He's an average guy with an amazing butt, kinky tattoos, a leather fetish and certainly one who loves it bareback like the rest of us. Well, I had earlier in the evening spoken with a younger guy who wanted to slam. I decided against doing it because I didn't really know this guy and thought that it would take a lot out of me for the next week. Well, after I got to my friend's place, we smoked a little, which always means some removal of clothing. Hey, just as a side note, I'd love to see some porn out there showing party boys as there are sure a lot of us around. Anyway, my buddy went on line and was keen on slamming that evening. Well, now I was horny and I know how it gets me totally wild and unrestrictive..... Something about the notion made me unable to say no. The younger guy hit me up on line there and in the end, he and another guy came on over. The four of us slammed. It was incredible. One of the guys had a thing for plastic wrap, so we began wrapping each other in bondage-like ways. We also used it to hold our arms and legs bound to the sling that my buddy had. Soon, cocks were in asses and mouths, We even slammed my buddy who was tied up to the bed with the plastic wrap....that was about an hour after his first slam. He was really flying. What is it about partying that makes us really really wanna bareback? Before I ever did this stuff, I never had the inclination to bareback.....I guess it's something about the party culture, the xxx piggy bareback films out there that we all play when we are partying, etc. I'd love to hear from more of the slammers out there about their wild adventures...

If you don't want to get POZ what the hell are you doing on breeding zone is my question. This site is all about bug chasing getting & giving toxic seed, if you were not into baresex you would not really be here in the first place.

I love a verbal, aggressive top. I love when they call me a little cumslut whore. But I,don't like super loud yelling.

Name: Dan, slut, cumdump, whore Cell: 610-440-4094 Email: Phillybbbottom@gmail.com Location: 19103 Philadelphia PA (can travel) Availability: varies, but get in contact and something will definitely be arranged Age: 23 Height: 5'11 Weight: 165lbs Ethnicity: White I love taking loads anonymously. Either blindfolded in my apartment with the door open or at an ABS (Adonis) or bathhouse. I dream of being whored out like a useless cumdump, I love slings and would love for someone to blindfold me, tie me up and gangbang me full of cum for hours.

I only trick with infected pigs who are into disease exchange so it's not just implied I want an internal jizzing...I spell it out publicly on basically all my profiles.

Posted an ad on cl this morning, and in 5 minutes had a response. ...4 emails later a 6'4, 200# well hung married silverdaddy walked in and pump and dumped a hot raw load in me. He was hard when he walked in. ...unzipped, squirted some lube on the head of his cock and slammed it home....5 minutes and he had dumped a load in me and was backing out of the driveway. I'm still leaking his load out....hoping for another load quick!

Am travelling.. last night in Berlin.. a full on bareback party.. my cock went into so many holes but blew a huge load into a guy just wearing a harness to hold on to. Guys were fucking all over the joint.. even at the bar whilst ordering a drink.

I couldn't agree with you more. I just want to get the hell out of there. It's like he is trying to impress me... Hell.. If you haven't impressed me at that point in the fuck... You sure as hell aren't going to by screaming for the whole world to hear. I also agree with the talking during sex. I love to hear a guy whisper in my ear how he's going to give me his load, knock me up, breed me, etc... I guess I should have been more clear in my original post. Dirty talk? Hell yeah! Yelling while coming? Where's the door?

Over dramatic cummers kill it for me I am tempted at times to even try and get away while they are cumming because it is such a turn off Makes me go soft like that and makes me not want to even talk to them anymore as rude as that is haha I'm mainly talking about the guys who actually yell, vocal guys are fine by me and I prefer them to quiet guys

I've noticed since being on PrEP that although I will take basically any load, there is an extra thrill if the guy is Poz or if I suspect he is. It's kind of a rush that I think comes from doing something I'm not supposed to. Partly from cheating on BF and partly the risk.

It's a very good question, since so many guys tend to assume in one direction or another without ever asking/saying what the "plan" is before hand. Which can be good or bad. Personally I like not knowing. Or giving a guy that was going to pull out because he feels "that's what ya do," the surprise of not letting him do so. I've noticed that the majority of guys who pull out do it on instinct and are typically bisexual, used to women who expect that you will pull out. It's amazing what you can do for a guy who is so used to having to finish in his hand, more than a few experiences have gone from "nothing to write home about" to "fucking christ let me tell you about him," upon his sudden realization that I *want* his cum. As for me, I either finish inside or I don't finish at all. If you don't want my cum, why bother? I'll wait for someone that does.

I would have started taking loads sooner. Just started taking loads from guys other than bfs in the last few months (at 24) and think about all the fucks I had before that esp during high school and college that could have been bare. Only had been fucked raw by a non-bf by one guy twice before.

I agree with the statement about not fucking raw if you aren't prepared to take his load. However, I disagree with the last sentence. The bottom is just as much a human being as the top. It IS about his pleasure also. And he does not give up his right to make decisions concerning himself. The top does not have the right to do whatever he pleases with a bottom unless that is agreed upon by BOTH the top AND the bottom. Bottoms are not mindless, empty beings put on this planet solely for the use of tops. In fantasy, that may be hot, but in reality it's not. I've seen too many fucked up minds in bottom men because they were used and disrespected by a top they have been with. I worry with this trend I see where guys are ok with just being a hole to fuck. What happens when the day comes when they are no longer found desirable by other men? They are going to feel that they are of no use to society and become extremely depressed. Maybe suicidal. Respect needs to go both ways. And I do say that respectfully.

I don't like seeing men pull out to shoot in porn and I sure don't see any need for it in real life. If you have a problem with taking his load you shouldn't be fucking raw. Make a commitment. Don't be a controlling little bottom.

I'd have escorted in college. I had the opportunity and offers, but didn't feel right about it and had too many hangups. The money sure would have made college easier and, who knows, might have made some social contacts. Also, at the time, I assumed escort meant bottoming and I wasn't into that.

Not a fan of bath houses but definitely love fucking bare in public, especially at the local cruise bar when I'm leaning on the bar among the crowd drinking beer and then the top just starts fucking away at my hole. Shocked the crowd when a friend fucked me like that a couple of weeks ago hehe. Haven't done it like that with tops taking turns - but that definitely sounds way hot. *quickly adds to his cumbucketlist*

I prefer to get fucked in public. Bathhouses and porn shops in the arcades. I love having guys take turns on me.

Since going on PrEP, I've pretty much given to the desires and started taking all loads regardless of status. When I know the guy is poz, it just makes the fuck that much hotter.

Last night I was fucked raw by a beautiful 8" cock. What started as a couple of craigslist messages turn into a real meeting and hopefully the beginning of a steady stream of cum in my ass. From the moment we began chatting it was known that I was a cumdump and made to be bred by him and hopefully soon by his friends. Up until last night I had always been safe, only fucking with a condom but to not even think of it was so freeing and felt amazing. My almost virginal ass swallowed his cock and overcame the initial stretching quickly until I was just a sweaty moaning hole for his pleasure. When he neared his climax my ass clamped down to let him know there was no other place for his 3 day load to go. As soon as he began to come my role and future as a cumdump became cemented in my head and my goal now us to take as many loads as I can and to turn my ass into a pussy.

Some nights everything comes together just right and by the time you're leaving your hole is dripping spooge and you're marveling at your luck. Other nights, nothing. And some nights it looks like nothing, then one guy fucks you and shows everyone else what to do. I've had tops open the door to the booth so a crowd could gather to watch them breed me, or take me out in the corridor and fuck me outside the booth. Plenty of them have made so much noise that guys are lined up ready to fuck me when they're through. There's nothing like the sights and sounds of another man breeding. It gets everyone else in the mood.

I was in Louisville last week. It was a cloudy overcast day, and I posted my ad on Craigslist. Within about half an hour I received a response from a construction worker who asked how long I was free. I responded I was free most of the day. He said he would try to slip away. Then it started to rain, and he e-mailed, asking if 'they' could they come over right now. I replied THEY? He replied saying two of his buddies saw my advertisement and were horny. Of course, I said sure. He then let me know none of them had condoms, and he asked if that was okay with me. I replied sure, they could all bareback me. The three guys soon arrived and all three were just fine: one was about 40, and the other two were in their early twenties, all were married and just liked to fuck an ass. In no time I was sucking one of the younger guys while the older guy fucked my ass, and soon enough the guy in my ass groaned and blew his load in me. No sooner had he pulled out than one of the younger guys slid in. He also came, and the third guy took his place, and, as the rain had stopped and they had to get back to work he hurried along and shot his load. Then the three of them went back to the job site. Lucky me for the rain.

first name (or a name you'll respond to): sluttytwink Your cell number (for texts and voice calls): 573-529-3570 A location (be at least as specific as a zip code): STL MO (tower grove 63139) or downtown (63101) Times you're generally not available: after 6pm weekdays, anytime weekends Age: 23 Height: 6'0" Weight: 120 lbs Ethnicity: White

I love being fucked in public. That's why bathhouses and sex clubs/parties are such a turn on for me.

It's crappy here in NY today, totally overcast, threat of rain. Still didn't keep me from taking a ride over to the park. There's a very cruisy area by the back parking lots that I discovered years ago when I wasn't legal LOL. Anyway, you walk into the woods and there's a path you follow. Guys all around cruising. Make eye contact and walk deeper into the brush and with luck, he follows. Today was my best day. Even with crappy weather, the guys were out and they were hot! I'm a skinny guy, and I made eye contact with a big dude, football player type. We made eye contact and I turned to walk into the woods. I ran my hand down my ass to give him an idea of what I wanted. Not only did he follow, but 6 more guys followed too. A caravan of hotness LOL. I walked to favorite spot. There's a very large rock that I can either lean on, or bend over and hold onto. I got there a head of the guys and got undressed and leaned on the rock. Seconds later, I felt hands on my ass. A lot of hands. Squeezing my butt cheeks, pulling them apart, fingers invading my hole. The man I first saw leaned against me and whispered that he wanted to fuck me but he didn't have a condom. Heheheheh. I said no problem and PLEASE cum inside! All he needed to hear. He was pantless and hard in seconds. He spit on his cock and slowly slid it in. Some of the other guys were watching while the others were "look outs". He pulled me slightly off the rock and bent me slightly so he could get a better grip. Once he had me like this, he went to town. He was really pounding me hard, pulling my hair. Smacking my ass. A hand reached out to stroke my cock but I said no. I didn't want to cum, I wanted more cock. I told the this to the guy and he said you want us all to fuck? Fuck yeah I said. Guess they just figured they'd watch. I mean, not all of them were hot, but I wanted to be gangbanged so I didn't care. First guy took about 10 minutes before I felt him spasm and rammed himself into me. He pulled out and before any cum could even start to ooze out, another cock took his place. This one belonged to an older black man. It's true what they say. Black men are huge. It felt like an arm was inside me. I was in heaven. He didn't tale long though. A few minutes, he came and pulled out. A young white dude I hadn't seen originally was next. Rockin hard bod. And a rough fuck. He didn't cum. Fucked for about 10 minutes and pulled out. This went on for 4 more guys, then the younger guy went in again. I had 6 loads in me and was wide open. Before he entered me the second time, he turned me around and sat me on the rock. Lifted my legs and slid inside. Fucked me very hard. Thighs slapping against my ass. I love that sound. When he was about to cum, he grabbed my cock, pulled on it a few times and as I came, he came. He pulled out and from out of nowhere, a guy pulls out this butt plug which he puts in my ass. He informed me that I was going home with the plug in to remind me of today. Like I needed the plug I love the park.

Okay, this is my first story, guys, so please be nice. Well I had always been bi-curious and had only been with women. Well, one night I was extremely horny and found myself watching and jerking off to straight porn, and then I migrated over to gay porn. I found myself increasingly horny, and for some reason was even more turned-on by the idea of guys meeting at a hotel and just going at it. So one thing led to another and I decided to jump in the shower and play with my ex girlfriends dildos. After getting myself clean and playing in the shower I felt like it just wasn't good enough. I jumped on Google and searched for different websites to try and talk to someone and get off and stumbled across craigslist. I read through the ads and realize people are out there looking to get off like i am so i say fuck it and throw an ad up and at the same time thinking what am i doing but what the hell right. Well i write in the ad that i am a virgin and looking to really experience my first time with a man playing in a hotel, sure enough within half an hour of posting the ad i had half a dozen emails of guys asking me to come over to their house but no one actually in a hotel... so i wait and wait and boom sure enough an hour into the mission an older guy in his late 40's emails me with an amazing looking cock and a hotel room. I am 19 at this point get a rush of i dont know what but god i just wanted to live out a porn fantasy. i pull up a coin flip/ decision maker program on my computer, i put heads do it and tails just jerk off... i flip it and heads do it. so i muster up some courage and get ready finish showering told him i would be there in an hour. I get dressed drive out to the adult bookstore grab some lube and a couple condoms.* i drive to the hotel and sit in my car for about ten minutes thinking things over... i realize i have never been with a guy i thought i was straight never sucked a cock before never done any of it ... and now i was about to experience it all at once... i turn my car on and about to drive away when my phone goes off, its him... saying hes got a big tasty load saved up for me when will you be here and sent another picture of his huge cock. i finally stop shaking get up and go up to his hotel room *I make it up to the room and knock sure enough he meets me at the door in a towel and he is a lean mid 40s guy little body hair bald. we shared that weird "hi" and grabbed my trembling hand and showed me in. He dropped his towel and there stood a magnificent shaved cock and i mean this thing was way bigger in person than in the picture he said he was 7 inches well he lied it was more like 9. i was in a daze and just dropped to my knees and worked from his belly button down kissing and grabbing that hard throbbing cock... i had never done anything with a guy before but for some reason this all felt natural to me, i started slowly licking the head of his cock and worked underneath the shaft all the way to his warm balls. He sat down on the bed and i just worked his cock for what felt like an eternity ... the best eternity of my life ... i worked his hard cock until all of a sudden he grabbed my head and picked up a quicker pace and then all of a sudden my mouth got a lot wetter and he shot a huge load in my mouth and as i felt it filling up he tells me " you may want to swallow there is a lot more where that came from" and without missing a beat i swallowed every last drop and had to take 4 hot spurts more right down my throat. I looked up at him and was a little upset i didnt get to feel him in me for the first time but hey i got to suck a nice cock and swallow for the first time... i get up and say thank you and he looks at me and says "thank you ? are you done ?" i look at him puzzled for a moment and realize he is still rock hard. I get back down apologize and continue to work his now growing cock in my mouth. he tells me take my clothes off and bend over. i didnt hesitate and dropped my shorts and took my shirt off and bent right over arched my back and felt like a total whore and really just loved every minute of it. he then did something i wouldve never thought i liked but all of the sudden i felt a warm tongue working my hole and just made me quiver. while he worked me with his tongue i felt his finger run up and down my hole... he never fingered me just worked it until i dont know what came over me but i just sat there and begged for more. he then just stopped and stepped back and left me there as he watched me, i guess i didnt realize i was fingering my self. He left me there for a few minutes as i just imagined him taking me...* finally after what felt like forever he positions himself behind me but i think for a moment and realize i didnt give him the condom, so i stop him and tell him to grab the condom in my pocket, he tells me he doesnt like condoms and is drug and disease free i tell him this is my first time and i want to use the condom, he sighs and says ok... i wait and hear the condom wrapper open and i see him put it on... i bend back over and feel his finger work my hole then i feel that great cock rubbing against my hole. he starts off slow working just the head in and out then all of a sudden he pushes my head down into the pillow and tells me "brace yourself"... he grabs my waist and shoves his hard cock right into me and i feel the strangest sensation... i feel an amazing sensation deep in me but right at the entrance of my hole its tighter and burning a bit i ignore it and he fucks me good and hard for about 20 minutes then pulls out... flips me over throws my legs over his shoulders and puts the head in and teases me and just makes me beg for his hard cock over and over, then finally he gives in and rams it in me hard and long. i feel my hole get stretched out and he then flips over and keeps his long cock in me and has me ride him. Oh my what a feeling of taking control and just feeling every thrust on his great cock... i looked down and still saw the condom and and just grabbed his balls and took it deep and hard. Then he tells me to lay on my side i get off lay on my side with my legs closed and he puts it in and with a hard pop and thrust he was deep in again so deep i couldnt catch my breath... i look up and he is dripping with sweat and says hes cumming and i feel his already massive cock get thicker and he fucks me deep and what a feeling... but then i realize i feel really warm inside... he keeps pumping and he finishes up and tells me to get dressed and get out me still in a daze just gets up and walked out of his hotel room naked. hes still laying in the bed and hasnt moved out of the corner of my eye i see the condom on his cock but it looks like it broke... as i walk out of the room i feel my sore hole and feel something warm coming out... i finger myself and smell and fuck its cum! the condom broke and he came in me... i stumbled out of the room and theres a janitor standing there looking at me as i try and get myself clothed and he says "rough night?" i just look at him embarrassed and just try and get my clothes on as fast as i can and just nod, i drop my shorts and go to pick it up and he looks right at my gaping hole and says to me "oh youre that type of guy" before i could muster up something to say i turn around and hes already rubbing his cock through his pants... i thought to myself what am i doing am i dreaming? i slow down a bit and look at him he starts unzipping his pants and i didnt think i got on my knees and just wait he looks at me and without missing a beat and without a word shoves his hard cock in my mouth. I have lost my virginity and been cummed in and havent had a chance to think about what i just did and i am already sucking another cock... i dont think i start fingering my hole and pull the massive about of cum out of my ass and start liking it all off my fingers and it tasted amazing with a new cock in my mouth.. he pulls the cock out of my mouth and shoots all over my face and at that very moment a big gob of cum comes out of my ass and he looks at me tells me to clean his cock up and lick the floor clean he just moped and walked away... i did as i was told... got dressed ... went home where i layed in bed fingering my hole and shoved the biggest dildo i had in me as deep as i could and as soon as i got it deep my own cock without jerking it shot a massive load all over my chest... i think to myself well i already had three loads i better clean this up ...* That was the day i lost my virginity and i guess you call it getting stealth loaded... i have to say kind of amazing night i have a couple more stories like this of guys stealthing me what do you guys think should i share?

Yeah, ask unless you want shit on your dick. It's also not as easy to get fully cleaned. I have a system. It takes 3 hours for me to get fully cleaned out with a showere enema hose and rests in between, but once I am fully clean there is no shit left to come out. I also skip lunch and dinner when I am going out to bottom. Some guys think a quick enema will clean them out, and it might unless you go deep past the second hole. Sometimes cleaning you out only starts the ball rolling and gets more stuff down the shute. It's a huge process to do it right and takes time for everything to work it's way out of your system if you want to be minty clean. It's not something that I could do every day, but if I had a fuck buddy I could clean out enough for a good fuck that is shit free. Also they may say yes and still be dirty. Maybe try fucking with a rubber and if comes out clean then bareback. Also if I ate more fiber it might be easier to clean out. There are a lot of tricks to keep things clean.

Damn. I should have looked at your blog first. You are awesome. I downloaded some of your photos off the internet, when I got my first computer back in the early nineties. It would be an honor to take part in your addiction to being exposed as a cumslut. Nice.

You say your family already knows and none of your old friends will talk to you. Find friends that appreciate you for who you are. We are out here. I have been doing just that over the past six months in order to not have to worry about dissapointing those vanilla friends. I love seeing your pictures imagining you fucking some pussy after being the fucktoy at an all-male chem-fueled bareback gangbang. I have several films on another website slamming, taking cum, and drinking chem piss. Being destroyed is always a possibility, but if that happens and a door closes, I will open another one. Never be afraid to be a brave and proud cum addict.

I've been pretty much out of the group scene since Flex Columbus closed about 4 years ago. Last night, I decided to check out Club Columbus - I had been there one time about 15 years ago and at that time, I wasn't impressed. It was too brightly lit and lacked the sleazy factor that it had when it was in its former location (which also happens to have been the same location that ultimately housed Flex. So, anywho....I didn't go until very late, arriving about 12:30am. I had already assumed it was not going to be that busy but that it would me my opportunity to become familiar with the layout, and if nothing else - have a “spa experience” and swim. I had already been there for a couple of hours and nothing happening...me being on my unique approach to a time schedule, two of the guys that did peak my interest had to check out. It was around 2am when I went out on the deck and sat talking with the attendant. He was subtly letting me know that he'd be paying me a visit in my room were he not working. Three guys suddenly appeared from what I thought was a fence (since 1-it was dark, and 2-I wasn't wearing my glasses). He then mentioned the "back sling" as the place that they were coming from, and also mentioned the sling in the “dark room" I had spent my time first in the shower, then the sauna, then the hot tub, then the pool, back to shower, then in my room...so, I hadn't explored far enough to find the rooms behind the black curtains. This “dark room” the attendant spoke of was maze-like, with a couple of red lights - the atmosphere dim, but not black-out...it achieved its effect. Entering through the “east” door to the room to your right there are three stalls with glory holes (two with doors and the middle open on one side. Immediately backing up to these are three more stalls – all with doors, and one with higher and lower walls and a larger door – this was the most private of the booths. Further into the dark room is a large room with risers facing a large St. Andrew's Cross and an open but still separated area with a sling. The other “curtained” room was a TV room, actually rather brightly lit by the two screens of porn. As for the people, I quickly recognized one from my flex days which made these new surroundings seem a little less foreign. The shower is surrounded by a short wall of glass block, separating it from the built in jacuzzi area (I would prefer a shower that is a little more brightly lit than this one, and later found one in the back of the club). While I showered, there was one guy that was in the jacuzzi, who exited and also began to shower. I was in there to get clean, but I attempted in my assertive way to be friendly and start conversation but he didn't seem interested. He was in his mid-late 30's, attractive and nicely built, but as a very good friend often quipped “I wouldn't cross the street for him.” Finished my first shower and took a brief dip in the jacuzzi, it is deep with steps leading down to it. It's a large built-in, not big enough for laps, but “swim-able” Stayed in for a minute, then decided to go check out the pool. Off of the shower/jacuzzi room, the door opens to a canopied terrace, lighted with festive colored bulbs running the length of the deck and having some covered seating, and then there is a large deck with dozens of lounges surrounding their outdoor pool, lighted in rotating color at one end. There's a net across the middle of the pool. It was sprinkling a little bit, but I got into the water and it was nice and warm (unsure if it is heated or was warmed by several 90+ days we've had). Did a couple of laps – I really miss swimming and need to do it more. Time to check out everything else, so out of the pool, a quick rinse into the (very hot) sauna and back to my room to leather up a tad with a vest a thong and boots...my comfort attire. The guy in the next room was coming out just as I was fidgeting with the key to enter my room. I recognized him from an online site and recalled that at some point our paths had crossed, although apparently not sufficiently interesting to justify a repeat. I got dressed and proceeded to take an exploration. In my hallway, there was an open door about 5 rooms away – apparently the occupant was the cumdump (I thought i'd stop back to check him out later). In my later roaming, I would see another room, in another hall, with another cumdump. So with the limited number of patrons during my stay, there was adequate cumdump staffing. I, perhaps too often, use the phrase “don't get your panties in a wad.” Well, last night mine were – well actually it was my thong. A leather pouch with chain that goes from the balls up the crack and splits into two chains above to fasten the upper part of the pouch on each side. I like the thong, but I really need some replacement clips, they are difficult to maneuver. As I wore the thong for a while, kinks straightened out in the chain, loosening the fit and leaving me feeling like one of the boys from the hood “saggin” – which was not enjoyable. I had surveyed my surroundings so decided to return to my room to remove the thong, etc. and pay a visit to an area I had not yet been to – the steamroom. It's not a good idea to wear leather into a steamroom. Back in my room, removed the thong and then the guy from next door stopped in. He was friendly and we chatted for a bit. I asked him about the time and he said it was about 1:30 – time for him to think about heading home, so he offered that if I wanted a nice dick to suck I was welcome. Now, if he had whipped it out I might have but there was a hidden message that I wasn't picking up on. I would later figure out that what he was suggesting was that I follow him to the dark room (which at this time was still undiscovered territory to me). I told him that I was preparing to disrobe from the leather and check out the steamroom, so I wasn't rudely declining the offer...I left him the option to follow me there if he chose to. He did know this was my “first” visit. The steamroom is definitely steamy and hot (warm). I went into the anteroom where there is a bench and there was one guy. I couldn't make out any features (it is steamy) but I sat down and we chatted a little. The chat generated no interest on either part, but the conversation was cordial. He moved to the other part of the room and we even continued to chat. Even though he was no more than six feet away, I couldn't even see his outline. I was feeling overwhelmed by the heat so decided to make my exit. Back to my room, where I grabbed a smoke and headed to the pool deck, where I sat with the attendant, listening eagerly as he told of slings and dark rooms that I hadn't discovered (see above). His break being over I proceeded to explore these locations. As of yet, I wasn't in the dark room at the same time as anyone else. So headed back to my room for a little bit of a rest. A blond guy arrived from parts unknown and opened his door across the hall. His room was situated caddy-corner from mine so I could see right in (and he into mine). I watched him with his back to me for a moment, then he settled onto his bed. I made it obvious that I was “admiring,” although my admiration was short-lived. Although I really don't have a “type” - he wasn't it. He was mildly attractive but had no apparent affability – his ego would get no further stroking from me. He just crouched on his bed and concentrated on his laptop, so for the rest of the evening when faced with him, I just paid him no mind. I finally ran into one in the room with the cross, we engaged in a little light play and I (for whatever reason) invited him back to my room. This was surprising because there wasn't anything that enjoyable that we had gotten into. Got back to the room, attempted to play around a little, I handed him the poppers and he gooned. He was an ok guy, but there just wasn't any sexual spark so I thought it time to say adios amigo. There were a couple others strolling through the place, up and down halls and in and out of the dark room. Including one cute cub that I had a smoke with and discussed the “back sling” - he too had not been there in many years and I was quite willing to share the secrets I had discovered. He and I took a wander along the deck to the far side of the pool where a garden path leads to a gazebo containing a sling. He may have thought I was leading him there to delight (which I would have happily done) but the time wasn't right and the glare of the lights from the Burger King next door were blinding me in the spot in which I was standing. So headed back toward my room to refocus before beginning my own wanderings. And during these wanderings I kept running into the cub, each time subtly making my interest known. I returned to the dark room and was standing in the open sided middle stall as he was passing. He paused, near enough for me to reach forward and pet his chest. This invited him to step forward almost into the cubicle with me but not entirely – rather blocking entrance or exit. I bent over and began to lightly bite on his nips, which he obviously found to be enjoyable, as his cock began to get firm and I cupped his balls in my hand to discovered that they were huge...a real handful. I was thinking to myself how enjoyable to find this set of bullish balls which I knew were filled with cum. Actually, just wishing for more comfort, I asked if the cub if he would like to go back to my room. His response was that he “didn't know,” so instead I put my hand on the back of his head and neck and lightly pulled it forward to my chest. He understood from this that I desired attention for my tits. He began to chew firm and I was grunting and moaning quickly. From my reaction he quickly realized that this would result in me presenting hard wood. I kneeled down to give him some oral action, at which I am an expert and master, and in no time, he was grabbing my ears for leverage to fuck my throat. I took only a short break for attention to his balls, licking to both on the sides and beneath, taking them into my mouth cautiously and suckling. I returned his cock to my mouth, bending my head slightly to look upward from my kneeling position to see that his head was thrown back ecstatically. He looked down for a moment at me gazing upward, pulled his cock out of my mouth (which really was not necessary btw) and his cock began to spray hot cum onto my chest, running down my belly with some of the spurts dropping directly onto my leg, cock and balls. I hated to “waste” this semen, but this spraying did feel really good. I looked up at him and began to rub his cum into my skin. I was getting a cramp, so up I stood to notice that we had company in the hallway and a cock pointing eagerly toward us...well, actually, at me. OK, I thought, I'll assume the role of oral cock pig—returning to my knees. My cub was still partially blocking the doorway, so this new cock was impeded but not deterred. I began to suck a little, but something just wasn't right this cock was odd. It felt like rubber – not covered in rubber – it felt like a spongy rubber dick in my mouth. Well, this just wasn't going to do, I felt it time for me to make a hasty exit back to my room. Sitting on the bed, my cub popped by my room and I quickly closed the door behind him (to close off view of the guy across the hall...still on his laptop). Cub was spent but had stopped to tell me how much he had enjoyed our romp, and I returned the sentiments by thanking him for the cum moisturizer treatment. It was now 4 am, and I told him that I was bushed and ready for bed so was gonna take off and hoped to run into him again. Thinking back to him declining the earlier invite back to my room I hypothesize that there are a couple possible reasons. He enjoyed having an audience, or He didn't believe my “i've never been here before” thinking that since I invited him back to the room somewhat quickly that I may have been one of the local cumdumps. I have fantasized of being cumdump du jour, and there have been a couple of times during my days at Flex when I've taken multiple (under 5) loads in my ass. My all time record for pigging out on cock and feasting on loads was several years ago – the place was Fritz the Cat adult bookstore in Dallas Pike, WV and the overall count was 22 down the hatch (and 2 raw loads up my ass).

Once we got to the room, the burly host closed the door and smiled at me long enough that I started to feel myself blush. The redbull was hitting my system now, and I was full of a nervous energy, even if my ass was sore and my dick still hard. "Okay," he said, and he smiled - teeth bright behind his short dark beard. "You said you'd ride my dick, and you'd take my bet for an extra fifty." I nodded. "Yeah." My voice was a bit shaky. "Here it is: if I come before you do, you get that extra fifty." I nodded again. "Okay." Well, given how sore I was, that didn't seem particularly hard, though I really did want to get off like mad. If I didn't touch myself, though, I'm sure I could handle it. I moved toward the big man, and knelt down in front of him. His hand took my chin and tugged a bit to make me look up at him before I could reach out and undo the laces on his shorts. "And if you come before I do? You stay for the after-party." I blinked. I had no idea what that meant. I saw his eyes narrow behind his black mask as he smiled wider. "Okay?" he asked. I swallowed once, then nodded. "Okay." He laughed. "Okay, boy. I'll give you a couple of minutes to suck it - I hear you're a pro - and then you're getting it up that ass of yours." I undid the laces to his athletic shots and pulled his cock free - he was thick, and uncut, and definitely had more than eight inches, like he'd said. This was probably the biggest dick I'd ever seen, and I couldn't help it - my mouth watered. I started to swallow as much of his length as I could, stroking his shaft and giving his balls a quick tug as I went as far down his length as I could. The low rumble in his chest let me know he liked my efforts, and I pulled out all the stops. I wanted him as horny and as ready to blow as I could. My tongue dipped into his foreskin and I pushed myself to suck as fast and as hard as I could, to draw his load out as close to the surface as possible. Hell, if I could swallow it, I'd be fifty bucks richer right off the bat! The big man's hands never touched me, but he thrust slowly into my mouth while I worked, and continued to make low rumbles of appreciation. I sucked and sucked - he grew very hard, and I was pretty sure I was getting him close - and then he pulled out of my mouth and moved to the bed. I rose, a little short of breath from my efforts, and followed. He crawled onto the bed and moved to the center, pausing only to get a bottle of lube from the table. He sat in the middle of the bed, his hard dick pressing up against his hairy stomach and wet with my spit, and gestured for me to follow him there. I crawled onto the bed. "Turn around and show me your ass," he said. I turned, raising my ass into the air in front of him. Despite myself, and despite how sore I was, I was already half-hard. His fingers were generous with the lube he squirted onto them, and they probed deep into my sore pucker. I heard him pour out more of the lube and stroke himself. "Okay," he said. "Face me, and climb on." It was a little awkward to swing my leg over him, but we were soon face to face, his cock resting between my lubed ass cheeks. I was pressed against him, his hard and hairy body rubbing my own skin. He grinned - even with me on his lap I had to look up at him a bit - and then his big arms cupped my thighs and he pulled me up into the air a bit. I crouched over him, and he used one hand to guide his thick exposed cockhead to rest against my hole. "Alright, boy," the big man said. "Here you go." He pulled me down, hard enough that I couldn't resist, but slow enough that I felt every inch of him slide into me. I hissed through my teeth but still he pulled, and finally, sweat breaking out on my skin, my butt came to rest on his thighs. He was buried deep, and sitting on his dick felt incredible. I moaned a little when he circled his hips beneath me. "Yeah," he said, and his hand slid up the small of my back. "Here it comes..." He was a strong man and his thighs were massive - he started to buck from beneath me, making me bounce up and down on his dick, his left hand clamped to the back of my neck to hold me in place as he thrust up into me. I remembered finally that my job here was get him off, and tried hard to clamp my ass on his cock. He grunted, biting his bottom lip, and picked up the pace. My own cock was hard - he was hitting me in all the right places, and I'd been so horned up for the last while that I could barely think straight. His dick was relentless, and I loved the feeling of his hand holding my neck. He braced his right hand on the bed to twist slightly and he pulled my up a bit by my neck. This new fresh angle made me cry out loud, and he grunted again. "You like that, boy?" he said. I could only moan and nod. He was pistoning my ass, and I was barely managing to maintain my crouch over him. He lowered me again after a short while, and his right hand began to rub across my chest while he ground into me. I moaned again, and his hand squeezed my chest and rubbed up my neck and down my stomach. I realized a moment too late what he was about to do, but his rough hand gripped my cock and he tilted me back and as he treated me to another jack-hammering of his dick, her jerked my cock with expert twists and - - I erupted all over his hairy stomach and chest.

To Sam_puppy and Npguy: don't look a gift horse in the mouth. None of us get paid to write this. We all have lives that can get busy or complex. (Often times, we have to do extensive field research for these stories...) Sometimes we write ourselves into a corner, and need to abandon the storyline. if you want a complete, edited and proofread story before all the chapters are posted, well, you will need to be very very very patient. There are a lot of stories I wish would have continued, but for whatever reason, the author has moved on, either to other stories or other things. I am just thankful my favorite authors have shared a some of their fantasies and hope every day that they come back written something new to share. From my own perspective, complaining is the best way extinguish what little motivation I have to write after a long day. Before you complain again, try writing one yourself.

Part 4 Jason watched his younger brother Greg drop to his knees and suck Scott and couldn’t believe how submissive Greg was being. Hearing that his brother wanted to be in the sling shocked Jason as he never knew him to bottom. Then Jason saw Scott push Greg’s face on Timmy’s pissing cock and watched him swallow he started to get aroused. But when Greg went back to his knees and started to suck Scott again and was roughly fingering his own hole and finally when Greg nodded to Scott when he was asked if he wanted to be his urinal too is when Jason knew his own little brother was going to become his own personal slut boy before the night was over. Scott had been friends with Greg for a few years and always thought he was strictly a top. He noticed that Greg’s rig looked to be as full as Bobby’s was and figured he needed to get fucked up in order to get fucked. Scott held Greg’s head in both his hands as he started to cum. He pulled back a little to make sure Greg tasted his load rather than shoot it directly into his belly. Scott knew he always could use a piss after cumming and continued to hold his friends head but pulled his cock nearly all the way out so that just the tip was in his mouth and then he slowly started to piss. Once he saw that Greg was going to swallow it all he pushed all the way into his mouth and let the piss out faster which caused Greg to gag some but Scott held his head tight and forced his friend to swallow faster. Meanwhile, Hank had strapped Bobby down to the bench and then gave him his shot and watched the twink cough and start to rush and once he knew Bobby was flying he fingered the twink’s boypussy and asked him if he was ready to get spanked for real this time. Bobby told Hank he wanted him to use the paddle and asked if he could be gagged so that Hank could paddle him really hard. Hank decided that was a good idea as the kid’s screaming would get annoying soon and he expected the kid to be screaming a lot. Bear loved fucking Timmy’s ass and told the jock boy that his ass was the hottest and tightest that he had fucked in a long time. Bear started to deep stroke Timmy causing the boy to feel the most intense fuck possible and making Timmy moan, not a whore moan like the twink Bobby but a more guttural sound that came from his very core. Timmy couldn’t believe how great the massive cock made him feel. At first he was nervous but the chems helped make him want it and now he knew he needed to be fucked and he hoped Scott had more friends like Bear. Timmy thought about his baseball coach and then realized how much Bear looked like him and wondered if his coach would like to fuck him too, in his mind Bear became his coach and he yelled to Bear, “Coach, fuck me harder, Coach, I’ve wanted you for so long please fuck me hard.” Bear smiled knowing the boy was having a great time and he started fucking him harder and told him, “Oh you’ve wanted your Coach’s cock haven’t you boy, well now you have it and do you want my seed too? Timmy do you want your Coach to make you pregnant?” “Yeah, Coach, give me your seed, make me pregnant with your seed” “Oh fuck, Timmy, here you go, take it, take my seed” Bear leaned over and shoved his tongue in Timmy’s mouth as he pounded his load into Timmy and they made out for a while until Bear started to fuck him again. Jason wanted to fuck his brother so bad and watching him suck Scott off then swallow his piss and listening to Bear breed Timmy got him rock hard and since Hank was using Bobby and he didn’t have anyone he approached Scott and his brother and told Scott it was time to get his bitch of a brother on the couch as he was going to breed his little bro. Greg tried to stand but Jason held him down and told him that if he wanted to be a bitch boy he could crawl over to the couch. Jason told Scott that he never expected his brother to be a bottom and now he plans on making up for lost time. Jason told Scott “Maybe we can get together more often and take turns fucking our boys”. Greg looked at Jason and Jason told him, “Yes you are now my boy and whenever we finally go to sleep and wake up you will be moving in. Bro, is your ass still cherry?” Greg nodded. “Good boy, you’ve been saving it for me haven’t you?” Greg nodded and quietly added “Yes, Sir” Just then the doorbell rang and Jason asked Scott to get the door as he needed to fuck his brother and couldn’t wait. Jason had Greg lean over the back of the couch and using only spit he lined his cock up with his little brother’s virgin hole and plunged into his brother causing him to scream but once Jason pulled back some Greg yelled for him not to pull out but Jason just plunged in again and laughed and told his brother that he wasn’t pulling out until his balls were drained. Scott and Phil and three other guys entered the playroom.

Not right in the city. But in mount Vernon if anyone is around here. It's above the Bronx. Myke 845-242-9744 m1k313@me.com. Any messenger tattedpisces313 or BBRT inkdbtm313 can take loads after 10pm.

I hope to be pozzed in this manner tired of lurking time to breed

I need toxic loads. Need to get poz... then fucking loaded with all strains!

mmmm man this is amazingg! im from birmingham and 19 sounds so much fun

The other thing you can do is change your diet to encourage healthy bacterial cultures in your gut. Yogurt with live culture helps a lot in my experience, and I try to eat it every day, usually for breakfast. I've heard there are probiotic supplements too, if you're not a fan of yogurt. That's actually good advice for everyone, but I'd imagine that guys who clean out regularly need it even more.

Best phrasing on the site thus far! Thanks for the chuckle!!!

Dropped by an adult video store on my way home last night. Hit a booth, put on some bareback porn. Within 30 seconds of settling in, cock in hand, not one but two guys followed me in. The less attractive one (looked married to a woman) was rubbing his cock through his pants. The second guy was a hot bear probably in his mid 40s. nice and furry and a trimmed beard. I knelt down and the bear pulled out his cock. Not too long but really nice and thick with a good head. I sucked him hard in a matter of seconds, then looked up at him and asked if he liked to fuck. He said yeah, so I stood up, turned around and bent over. A little spit and that fat cock slid right in. Fuck yeah...a hot bear's raw dick in my hole with a third guy watching and learning how real men fuck. I worked that bare cock with my ass while he kept pounding my hole like a real pro. Before too long he started slamming his meat in me as deep as it would go and I could feel him tense. He was buried in me right to the hilt as I felt each spasm blasting another spurt of his load deep in my ass. After he finished, he held it in me a few seconds, then slowly slid out of me. I felt a trickle of his cum running from my hole down the crack of my ass. I turned around again to suck his cock clean, like I usually do, and enjoyed the combination of his cumload, his spit, both of our sweat and my ass on his cock. Fuck yeah, men fucking taste and smell GOOD! As he pulled up his shorts, he told me he'd been saving that load up for three days. It sure felt like it! It's these little spur-of-the-moment, unplanned scenes that make me so fucking glad I'm (a) a man, ( gay and © a barebacking, sleazy pig. How fucking hot is it to get fucked and bred in a porno booth in a vid store at a truck stop by a guy whose name you didn't even bother to ask? As I drove home, my ass crack still felt wet with his load, I thought about how lucky I was.