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I grew up in an upper middle class neighborhood to parents that were well known in our community. I had a privileged life. By the time I was a freshman in high school, I definitely knew I was attracted to guys... Luckily for me, I had a body that many of the guys I liked were attracted to as well. Life was good. I had my pick of any of the girls or guys that I might want. Until... my dad died suddenly. It was devastating. I felt sooooooo alone for the next couple years. My mother eventually remarried. He and I never got along... He wasn't like me dad. He drank, cussed, I was pretty sure he did drugs, and he always seemed to be "between jobs". In front of mom, we he and I always seemed to get along but when she wast around, he used to call me a "worthless pussy." The meaner he got, the less time I spent at home. The less time I spent at home, the more time I'd spent hooking up. By the time I turned 18, I was sucking dick and getting fucked in bookstores, parks, and meeting strangers I found online. Despite the fact that it seemed like i'd fuck most any hot, older guy, anywhere, I had one rule. I never did it at home... I got too comfortable. I got a text from a married fuck-buddy... he wanted me to blow him but he didn't have a place. I wanted his load more than anything and agreed I'd blow him at my place.

I live in a condo high rise building, so there's a lot of foot traffic in the staircase all the time. Now that it's almost summer, the pool is open and is pretty festive since it's the start of the season. There's a really hot straight couple that live in the building - both gorgeous, very personable and just fun to be around. On weekends, they're typically out by the pool socializing/drinking. This past weekend they had a buddy visiting. He's muscular, hairy and has a bit of an accent. We were all hanging out and drinking beer and having a good time when someone noticed the beer is running low, so I volunteered to head down to the street and hit the market or liquor store. The straight couple's visiting buddy said he had to piss and he asked to tag along. I didn't think much of his remark until we were walking inside the building toward the elevator bank and he asked if I minded taking the stairs. "Sure, why not?" I replied. Before we even got down the first flight of steps his hands were all over my ass. As we made-out, our cocks were growing full tilt. We were both a little nervous because we could get caught by anyone, and in addition, it was quite obvious he wanted my hole. I sucked his hot piece, got it super wet and started spitting in my hand and wetting my own hole. With that, he fucked me right then and there. We tried to keep quiet but we were both working up quite a sweat. After he blew a huge nut into my guts, we composed ourselves enough to make it down the stairs without raging hard-ons. It was SO HOT to walk around with his cum inside my ass.

I was laying in bed this morning and had a fantasy scenario playing inside my head and decided it would make for an interesting story, so I decided I would try and write it and see how it goes. I'm not done yet but I need to take a break so I'm posting what I have written and am interested in what you guys think. ------------------------------------------------------------ I was on my way home from work one day when my boyfriend Patrick called me and told me we’d be having guests for dinner. His uncle Steve was in town visiting his brother Frank, my boyfriend's father, and the two of them would be eating with us. Patrick also mentioned we'd have a third guest, a buddy with whom Frank had worked with at a local factory. I had met Frank several times, and he and Patrick are quite similar: same hair, same eyes, same build, same height, same weight, and I can only speculate, but I imagine they have the same cock, about eight inches, somewhat thick, with a nice set of balls that always pump out a huge load. I had never met Steve before, but upon doing so, was amused to see Steve, Frank and Patrick were spitting images of each other. It was, however, Nick, Frank's friend, who got me drooling. Now, I’m 5’8” 150 pounds, am modestly built, and Patrick, his father and Steve are even smaller at 5’ 3”, 125 pounds, nice and trim. In contrast to the rest of us, Nick was 6’ 3” 200 pounds of solid muscle, not muscle from a gym, but muscle built from an active life, and no doubt, from a lifetime of loading trucks at the factory. Now, I’m the top in my relationship with Patrick. I’m bigger than is he, both physically and in terms of dick size, but when I see a man like Nick my eyes glaze over and my asshole starts to twitch. Thankfully Patrick, Steve and Frank like to cook, so they announced they would handle putting the meal together, and warned Nick and me that we would only be in the way. I was so smitten with Nick that I gotta admit I was hoping Steve, Patrick and Frank and get to talking over a glass of wine and the three would forget that either me or Nick were there at all. We all went into the living room to have a drink and talk. Patrick, Steve, and Frank occupied our one recliner and the sofa, and as there were no other seats, Nick followed me to have a seat behind the bar to the back of the room. As I suspected the family trio started talking and tuned-out Nick and me, so I poured the two of us a strong drink and we started talking, mostly about the factory, what it was like to work there and how he really enjoyed it. He had started college and attended for a few years but decided he’d much rather be working class so dropped out and never finished. He was in his late forties and from stealing glances at his crotch while sitting at the moment I would say that he was packing something in there. A few times he noticed me looking and smiled which made me melt even more. After he finished his second drink he asked where the bathroom was so I asked him to follow me, and I led him through the house upstairs to the main bathroom. At this point I was confident enough to ‘joke’ with him. After switching on the light I asked him if he would need or wanted any help. He gave a nervous laugh, said no, and shut the door behind him. I was honestly quite taken aback, I was certain that he would be game. Dazed and confused I returned to my seat behind the bar and poured myself another drink. Looking at my glass and feeling the beginning of a buzz I decided that it was the alcohol that was making me feel a bit over confident. In addition, Nick was quite a stud, so to be sure my mind wasn’t thinking correctly. When Nick returned and resumed his seat, I made some lame remark about alcohol and having made a pass at him. “No big deal. It usually isn’t 'till after the third drink that I need help” he responded with a chuckle. My jaw hit the floor, here I thought it was all over and he just wasn’t ready. I just sat there dumbfounded till he broke the silence. “My drink ain’t gonna pour itself.” I was grinning from ear to ear as I poured him another. “What are you smiling about?” asked Patrick. “Nothing,” I replied, “Nick just told me a joke.” “Oh, well, you two have fun. We are going in the kitchen to get dinner ready.” Finally!! The trio got up and went to the kitchen where they will be cooking, leaving Nick alone with me. No sooner had they left the room than I turned to face him, wide eyed, and excited like a kid on Christmas Day waiting to open what was certain to be the best package. He chuckled a bit then shifted to a more comfortable position with his legs spread for better access and undid his jeans and zipper, then went back to his drink. The rest was up to me. I dropped from my bar stool and knelt in front of him pulling his jeans open far enough for me to reach in and pull that sweet meat out into the world. It was beautiful. At least seven and a half soft with a good thickness to it. My god, when fully erect it would be huge. Fortunately since we were behind the bar, should one of the guys cooking come back into the living room, Nick and I would be hidden by the counter, so no one would know I was blowing him. I sucked his flaccid dick into my mouth and tried my best to swallow it. I love sucking cock and love it even more when it goes in limp and I get to feel it swell and get hard in my mouth. Few things stir the desire to suck harder than that sensation. I kept the whole thing in my mouth as long as I could but eventually there was just too much. Fully erect it was nine and a half inches long, thick, but not so thick I couldn't blow it, particularly as his cock had a perfect torpedo shape - absolutely great for sucking, but also undoubtedly a pleasure to ride. I sat for a moment stroking that massive thing before me, I was in heaven, the perfect cock and I was sucking on it, my boyfriend and his family in the next room cooking and chatting away - I must admit, the fact that I could hear them chat away only added to the excitement. I glanced at this factory god with his flawless cock, his eyes were closed with a dreamy smile on his mouth. I wondered for a moment of whom he was thinking, but decided it didn’t matter. I grabbed that monster with both hands and nursed hard on the head while drilling my tongue into his piss slit. The taste of his precum was intoxicating and considering I was already pretty much drunk this was pushing me over the edge. I took his big cock as far into my mouth as I could get it, reached behind him grabbing the bar stool and pulled myself farther onto it. He moaned and grabbed my head and pushed me the rest of the way down on his cock. I knelt there, savoring the taste of his cock, the way it felt to have it filling my mouth and throat, the smell of his crotch and the weight of him holding me down on this monster. I pulled back to come up for air but he held me down choking me with his dick. Heavenly. A second later I tried to come up again and again he held me on his cock. I needed to breath, but still he held me. I slapped his thigh to let him know I enjoy this but need to breath and he just laughed and held me tighter onto his cock. I frantically grabbed the rungs of the bar stool pushing against him with all my strength trying to get this cock out of my throat so I could breath. My lungs were aching and I was starting to feel faint when he finally released me and I stumbled to my feet, violently coughing, choking, and loudly gasping for breath. I put my hand to my neck breathing deeply, staring at Nick as Patrick came running to the doorway asking, “What’s going on?” I looked at Patrick, then back at Nick who just sat there with his dick fully erect dripping saliva and precum, remarking “Your boyfriend here almost choked on an ice cube.” I looked back at Patrick, who, by this time, was backed-up by Steve and Frank. The three of them stood in the doorway and Patrick remarked (disapprovingly) “Well, he does drink too fast, always trying to get it all in.” With that the three of them walked back into the kitchen to finish dinner preparations. As I caught my breath, I stared at Nick's beautiful cock as it bobbed up and down. Nick, not to disappoint, reached down and grabbed it by the base and shook it at me, quietly saying “It’s time to fuck.” As hot as I was, I couldn’t say no. I dropped my pants and turned around, presenting my ass for Nick's pleasure. Or should I say 'our pleasure'? After all, I wanted that cock in my ass as much as he wanted my ass. While the circumstances dictated discretion, I was in a very clumsy position to take a huge cock up my ass, but necessity, as we all know, will find a way, so I found myself, essentially, laying on the bottom shelf of the bar, which, fortunately, was more or less empty, my ass raised to afford Nick access. While this meant I was essentially inside the bar laying with my body twisted sideways so I could barely see him, I could certainly feel Nick, and that was all that mattered. In the corner I noticed a small brown bottle of poppers that must have been lost. Thank god, I was already shaking in anticipation of that cock fucking me, partly because I was excited about it and partly because I was scared that he was going to make it hurt. I couldn’t exactly scream in this position because there would be absolutely no hiding this. I quickly unscrewed the bottle and started to inhale deeply as I felt him press the head of his cock against my hole. I could feel the thick saliva that had been dredged up from the back of my throat mixed with his precum on my hole as he started to press himself into me. AHHHHH. It hurt! I rammed my thumb in my mouth and bit down to distract from the pain. My body tensed and he stopped pushing. I took another hit of the poppers, and another, and another. Finally I got hit with that rush of heat and it was at that moment that I realized that he didn’t have a condom on. Oh well I was too high on poppers to care and was enjoying the feeling of just having his cock in me. He kept sliding farther in till I tensed then he would stop and wait a bit. Then a bit more till I finally felt his hips right behind mine with his big cock buried neatly in me. I took another hit of the poppers to keep the feeling going as I felt that big cock slowly sliding out of me and then back in. As rough as he was holding my head down on that cock he was super gently with the fucking. Slow and rhythmic. I could periodically hear him place his glass back on the bar above me so knew that up above it would appear business as usual, while down below I was getting filled. “Where’s Andy?” I heard the familiar voice asking. It was my boyfriend. The fucking rhythm ceased. “He slipped out for a bit of air. After his choking bit I think he needed a little breather.” Nick laughed a little with his response. “Well he shouldn’t have left you alone.” “It’s fine, I don’t mind, I can keep myself company.” “Well my Dad and uncle can handle the kitchen for a minute so I’ll stay here till Andy gets back.” I’m Andy, by the way, in case you hadn’t figured that out yet. And here I was crammed inside a bar with a huge cock in my ass while my boyfriend was chatting it up with the god the cock was attached to. Occasionally Nick would shift his standing position which would move his cock either further in or a little out of my ass, so I was kind of still getting fucked but I wanted a pounding or at least more than what I was getting. The cock in my ass was nice but I wanted some movement. I fantasized about Nick being able to finish fucking me then feeling him pull out and shoot his load all over my face. I imagined me licking every drop of his load from wherever it fell. Then I was horrified when I realized that the cock that was impaling me was going limp from lack of stimulation. I rhythmically squeezed my ass together around his cock to bring it back to life. I most definitely didn't want it to slide out of my ass. As I took another hit of popper. Nick shifted and I realized that the bar was quite solid, and that if I was careful, I could ride Nick's cock with alerting Patrick as to what was going on. I hit the poppers again and backed up a little. Nick resisted, which forced his cock back into me. Then I kept hitting the poppers and rocking my hips back and forth moving his cock in and out of my hole. Between the poppers and the constant pressure on my prostate and knowing that my boyfriend was right there while I was getting fucked I was in pure heaven. Suddenly Nick grunted a bit. “Are you okay?” Patrick asked. “Yes,” Nick replied as he grunted again. “Are you sure?” "Yes. Just a little…uhh…cramping in my…ahh…thigh is all.” The noises didn’t clue me in cause I was poppered out of my mind but I felt his cock swell and get warmer and start throbbing and I knew that he had cum or was cumming cause the throbbing seemed to go on and it suddenly got easier to get him farther in me. As hot as the situation was I was ready to cry, this was not what I wanted at all. I wanted Nick to have fucked me good, cum on my face and leave. I didn’t want to get fucked bare and I most certainly didn’t want his load in my ass. It was about five minutes after Nick had cum inside me when I got an ever greater shock. His cock was still rock hard in my ass and still being horny as hell, I kept hitting the poppers and rocking back and forth working his cock while my boyfriend was still talking with him. “So my Dad told me you have HIV and....” WHAT! I completely froze. I put the bottle of poppers down in front of me and then didn’t move. I had just been fucked in an unbelievable position by a man with an unbelievable cock who had cum inside me and now I find out he has HIV? My head was about to explode and my mind was racing. What should I do? There was no way to pull out without being noticed by my boyfriend, who for some reason decided to stay at the bar and keep Nick company, but I did not want to stay with this infected cum in my ass. Time was passing so slowly with everything that was on my mind. Nick’s cock was still hard as a rock and I for some reason was getting horny again. I hadn’t gotten off from the first fucking but finding out that Nick was positive really killed the mood. Unfortunately feeling a cock in my ass was quite stimulating. I imagine Nick was feeling uncomfortable about the situation because after I stopped stimulating him when I heard he was positive, his voice changed a bit when he was talking with my boyfriend. He seemed a bit edgy, but he certainly hadn’t lost the erection. I tried to move forward slowly to remove the cock from my ass but my head was already in the corner of the bar. I tried to slid my hand to a better position and knocked over the bottle of poppers that I had been sniffing. The poppers had spilled everywhere. And a huge cock had plugged-up my ass, ensuring the poz load couldn't escape. And I was getting high again. The poppers. I had spilled them in an enclosed place. Oh god. A minute later and I was hard as fuck again and rocking back and forth getting that cock farther inside. I didn’t care about the load it felt hot inside me. I was hungry and wanted more.

LEXINGTON - Boy on BBRT had a Quick Connect ad saying his Daddy was whoring him out and he needed loads. It's an hour drive, but the boy looked hot and is 22 years old. I'm a dirty old man and couldn't resist. I drive to the apartment and the boy is sitting on the bed with his legs in the air playing with his jockstrapped hole. He had 2 or 3 loads in there. He got me hard and then I had him get doggie style on the bed so I could breed him. His daddy watched with curious intent. I came a good amount in his hole and then left to go cruise the bookstore. While at the bookstore I took 3 loads from totally anonymous tops through the gloryhole! The bottom had told me before I left the apartment to hit him up before I returned to Louisville. So I did. Next thing you know, I'm breeding the boy again. He had gotten another load or two in his hole by that point. It felt so good!! He's a cutie. I hope to whore him out someday soon!

I was travelling for work and was in a fairly small city. I was horny and had a few hours to kill before I had to go to dinner with a client. I got on a4a and was looking around for a top willing to come to my hotel and fuck me. I started chatting with this guy who was a few miles away. His profile said he was 5'9", 165 lbs, blue eyes, brown hair, a 7"cut cock and an average body. Convo: Me: Nice cock. Him: Thanks. You're hot. Me: Thanks. Unlock? u a top/btm? (I unlocked my naked pics) Him: Unlocked. Top. U? Me: Usually bottom. Neg and ddf here, u? Him: Same here. When are you looking? Me: Now. At xxx hotel and can't travel. Him: I'll come fuck you. Me: Text me xxx-xxx-xxxx. We switch to texting. Text: Him: On my way. Should be there soon. Me: Getting in the shower. u fuck bb or safe? Him: Safe. U? Me: Done both. Him: I only fuck safe with guys I meet online. That cool? Me: Sure. I have condoms in my bag. Him: Cool. He arrived in about 10 minutes. I'd just gotten out of the shower and was in my towel and I let him in. He was stockier than his pics and profile said and I was put off at first. I was nervous and so was he. So we chatted for awhile. Since it seemed like we were just going to chat, I decided to move things along. I got up and walked over to my bag and got out some boxer briefs and dropped my towel. I bent over to put on my underwear when he came up behind me and rubbed my ass. I grabbed for his cock and rubbed it through his jeans. It was hard. I dropped to my knees and opened his pants and started to suck his cock. His cock was fat just like his picture. I sat him on the bed and sucked his cock. He said I gave good head. He pulled me onto the bed and sucked my cock. I was on my back and he was a great cocksucker. I was really turned on and he spread my legs and started rubbing my hole. He asked where the lube and condoms were and I pointed to my bag. He grabbed them and opened the lube and put some on my hole. He started fingering me and had 2 fingers in me really quickly. He sucked my cock and I was getting so turned on. He asked if I wanted to get fucked. I said yes. he told me how hot I was and had me bend over the bed. He fingered me some more and rubbed his cock on my ass. He said, "You are so hot. I want to fuck your ass so bad." I said, "Do it. Fuck me." He grabbed the condom and i opened the lube to put some on my cock and handed him the lube. He fingered some more lube into me. He was rock hard as he had 3 fingers in my ass. I was moaning. He said, "Do you really let guys bareback your hot ass?" I said, "Sometimes. If they want to." At this point I noticed that he still hadn't put on the condom. I said, "Are you going to fuck me?" He said, "Yes, I'm going to fuck your hungry ass." He rubbed his cock in my crack and leaned over me and said, "I'm going to fuck you good." I said, "Do you want to bareback me?" He said, "I just met you. Are you sure?" I said, "You can if you want. Either way is fine as long as your cock is in me soon." He kept rubbing the head of his bare cock on my hole and along my crack. He said, "How do you want it? What do you like better?" I said, "Bareback." He dropped the unopened condom on the bed next to me and pushed his bare cock into my ass. I winced in pain and he stopped for and let me adjust. Then he started sawing in and out of my ass slowly. His bare cock was inside me and I was moaning. He kept saying how hot I was and how good my ass felt. He bottomed out inside me and then started fucking me hard. I was pushed down on the bed and we were both moaning and grunting. I realized that I was fully naked taking his bare cock and he was still wearing all his clothes and just had his pants open and his boxers down. I told him how good his cock felt. He said, "I'm not going to last long fucking you bareback." I didn't say anything. He kept fucking and like a minute later he said, "Are you close?" I said yes and he said, "I'm going to cum." I realized he was probably going to pull out. I said, "Don't stop. Keep fucking me." He said, "If I don't pull out then I'm going to cum in your ass." I said, "Don't stop. Keep fucking me." He said, "But I'll cum in you." I said, "Do it. Cum in my ass." He grunted really loudly and jammed his cock inside me and shot his cum in my ass. I jerked off quickly to the feeling of his cock and load inside me and I came on the bed. He pulled out and said, "That was hot." I turned over and said, "Yeah it was. I'm glad you decided to bareback me. It made it hotter." He said, "Me too." He pulled his boxers and jeans up and left. I showered and went to meet the client and my boss for dinner full of safe sex boy's cum.

The next day I am antsy at work. I don't want to be there; I want to be planting my charged seed everywhere I can. I see Kim's ad on backpage. Kim is a tranny sex worker and she's in town. I have known Kim for about two years. When I first met her she would not have any bareback sex,. Despite this, I saw her again... because of her cock. Like most latina t-girls, she is well hung... really well hung. Feeling her tits (which like most trannies are way better than any genetic woman's rack) pressing on my back as she topped me from behind was so hot that I went back. As we talked more I told her that I do web pages for my friends. Her face lit up when she heard this. She asked if I could help her make a web page to advertise her services. I was not sure I could, but I said sure. It turns out what she wanted to do was easy, really easy, but she had no clue. At that point I stopped paying to meet her, and we would just trade services every month or so. Finally, about a year ago, I was laying on my back making out with her, my legs wrapped around her as she lay on top of me. I got her inside of me with no condom. She looked me in the eye and asked if I was clean. I held her gaze and said yes. The tension in her body melted and she got into fucking me more than she ever had before. A few weeks later she let me top her raw. Ever since then, it's been bare, raw, uninhibited and intense between us. Kim doesn't care for tina, but she sure likes to burn a bowl or three. I call her and ask when she would like me to come to her motel. She says any time after 6:30pm. I go home and get my stash of weed. I mix in roofies, X and cocaine. Lots of roofies, X and cocaine. I have no idea what the effect will be on her, but I bet it will be fun. I get to her motel at 6:45. I give her the joint and light it up for her. Sometimes I join her, sometimes I don't. Tonight, she gets to have it all. We chat a little bit while she tokes. Soon she's swaying (probably the roofies) and her eyes are scanning around the room constantly (probably the coke). She finishes the joint and strips naked without a word. Her cock is hard and pointing to the sky. I follow suit and we move to the bed. I deepthroat her cock as she lays on her back, obviously more high, more intoxicated than just 420 make her. She pulls me up to her and kisses me deep. She holds me close and rolls over on the king size bed. "Baby, I want to make love to you missionary tonight, ok?" I think to myself, "Make love? She never said it that way before..." That must be the X. I spread my legs and lift them in the air. She lubes up and slides inside me. She french kisses me as she rhythmically fucks me. "I am close," she whispers. Then as she cums, she tells me she loves me. I cannot wait to spread her ass cheeks and flood her with my poison seed... but first I give her another joint. By the time she's half way done with it, she's so loaded she has trouble with even basic muscle control. "Make love to me, baby," she slurs out. "I will, Kim. But I want you know this will be special. I have hiv and my cum and blood are full of the virus. Tonight I am going to convert you to be hiv positive. I want to be the one who does it." It doesn't register, really, with her. She says, "Thanks, baby, thanks." I use my fingernail to scratch her hole until it's nice and bloody. She tels me it hurts a little so I scratch harder. I roll her onto her back and spread her legs. I tell her again, "Kim, I am going to give you hiv now. I am going to fuck you to death." This time it seems like she is a little more understanding. "OK," she replies. I fuck her. I use only enough lube to get my head inside her. I often held back before when I barebacked Kim. I did not fuck as hard or rough as I wanted to. Tonight I make up for all those times. I hold her feet on my shoulders. I suck her toes now and then, but the whole time I am fucking her as hard as I can; I mate with her to make her pregnant with my death cum. I lay on top of her and make her bite my nipples hard as I get closer to cumming. I see blood on her lips as I continue to pound her. She has drawn my virus laden blood at my command. I cum. I give her my gift. I mark her. She is now bearing the fruit of our uninhibited rutting... forever. I drive home and log on to adam4adam. There is a message for me from Will. Will is a Chinese consultant. He basically spends his time commuting between London, the Bay Area and Hong Kong trying to fix dysfunctional organizations. In the office, Will gives orders and makes changes. In the bedroom he's a needle dicked sub bottom. When I first met Will he put a condom on me before I fucked him. I figured it would be one and done with him, but he always stayed at hotels convenient to my work so he was good for an easy lay. One time he asked if I would booty bump him. I said sure. He said his tina was on the desk. It was in a little package of folded wax paper. I opened it up and spread it on my hard spear. I dabbed some lube on his hole and slid in. "Take it easy," he said, "it burns some." Once he got use to it I was able to fuck him the way men should fuck: raw. He asked me to put on a condom before I cum. I said no. I told him I was going to cum in him. He didn't say another word. He just moaned with pleasure when I shot my load. Since then, he usually blindfolded himself and even cuffed his own hands behind his back before I would enter his unlocked room. He started to leave his tina out on a small mirror, leaving me the choice of when to booty bump him. So tonight I see his message on a4a. I reply and ask if I can head over at 9pm. Within a minute he replies yes. I get to his room and I get straight to work. A little lube and I fuck him for a while. I go over to his mirror and see his tina. I also notice a wax paper package in a pocket of his suitcase. I open it and find more tina... a lot more tina... including a few Breaking Bad Walter White hunks of crystal that look big and sharp enough to use as weapons. I put the small chunks on my cock and hold two big pieces in my hand and I re-enter his gaping hole. He gives the usual reaction: A gasp and a plea to take it slow at first. I don't take it slow. I pound. "Stop stop stop!," he begs. I pull out and pull both of the huge shards of meth on my cock. He is still blindfolded and cuffed. As he takes a breath I pinch one of his nipples hard. He was not expecting it but it seems to bring him around to being ready for my cock again... or so he thinks. "Ok," he says. I line up the head of my cock with his hole and ram him. I can feel the crysal scraping all the way in. He starts to scream and I hold my hand over his mouth while I continue to brutalize him. His little body squirms and twists against my violation but it's no use. I think about what a worthless phony he is. He acts like some genius leader but he's really just a submissive tweaking cock slut. I think about how I am going to spray a deadly load of my dirty charged cum into his bleeding ass and how it will infect him. I shoot. My cum flows and flows and flows. I pull out and he curls up in the fetal position. I wipe my dick on his sheets, get dressed and leave. More to cum...

There was this hottie versatile guy visiting both our profiles on gayromeo, planning a sex adventure while visiting our town, leaving blank the safe sex option (how revealing...): 46 years old, 180cm, 72kg, defined muscled body, jarhead, trimmed body hair, beautiful cock with a 0 gauge PA, nice rosebud, according to the pics he sent. Since both me, 54, 176, 69, bald, no facial hair, smooth, slim, nice thick 20cm cock, accomodating hole, and my bf, 55, 178 70, full beard, short cropped hair, hairy, athletic, gorgeous 24cm beer can cock, great fucker, eager fistee, as myself, stated we preferred long sessions, he assumed, correctly, we like to pnp, and, quite surprisingly, went straight to the matter: if we would like to have him over for a long raw session. By the look of the chat it seemed to me it was more interested in getting his hole well used – fine, by me, but I wanted some meat inside, as well. That would require some careful planning... We got ready, taking our time prepping the fun room: suspended sling, mirrors on all walls, our music mix, with a heavy bass, standing by – perfect for what we had in mind, plastic covered mattress on the floor, on cleaning our insides, putting our leather harnesses, leather jocks, metal thick cockrings, with strings around our cocks and balls, heavy metal ballrings, slipping a couple of pills, cialis and kamagra. No other chems, so far: we wanted to be aware and in control... We prepared two joints, one “plain”, the other spiked with tina (no one can blame us on not treating well our guests). Some other things were prepared, then… Not knowing the extent of his experience we took extra care on how we would have him taking G, without him noticing: we placed an opened bottle of coke, replacing a third of the content with G, dissolving a couple of viagras, and stored it in the freezer. After all, I wanted him to be open to some suggestions on fucking me, as well. And we waited, just letting some of our friends know that we would not go to the baths, later, entertaining a foreign guy. He got at our place at the appointed hour: we guessed he had arrived earlier and waited, so punctual he was... I opened the door and there he was: just like the pics he sent (always good news) with one different thing: we wore glasses, thick ones. I was glad for that, anticipating he would be without them, soon enough, so we would not notice all the equipment we had in our fun room: our devoted cams and mikes... He entered our living room, sat on the end of the couch and started small talk. We could see right then he was quite nervous, fidgeting hands, dry mouth... Dry mouth? I asked, leaving to get his coke I must say I was the only one speaking to him, in a third language, since he did not speak mine, and my bf only speaks native. I left to get it and took another closed bottle and, casually, opened it, in the corridor, in front of him, spilling some, on purpose. While “cleaning” the mess, I switched the bottles… He was so thirsty he drank the entire 33 cL almost on one gulp. Made a funny face but didn’t mention anything. G as incredible as it is, made him melt on the couch, he himself took off his glasses and smiled, getting closer to us, saying that without his glasses he could not admire our bodies so well… Since we had put the heater on, it was child’s play having him removing his clothes: military boots, which he put on, later, his jacket, revealing a thigh t-shirt that showed a leather harness, good taste…, bleached jeans, leaving a white jock, letting us know his cock was already on full extent. He was indeed a hunk and that made us quite horny and eager to start the festivities. We lit our joint, to start relaxing and getting in fuck mode and asked if he wanted some to which he said yes, immediately. We offered the other one, so he could relax, since it was understandable he would be more nervous than us. It was visible the way he started to slur his words and it was quite easy compelling him to start rimming my hole, right there, in the sofa. My bf was helping him by fingering his hole and pushing his head against my butt. I was glad it took no convincing him to get up and to start fucking my hole. His cock, although not as thick as my bf’s, was quite good and he knew how to manage it, teasing my sphincter and then pushing it all the way in, touching my second ring, the weight of his PA was great to feel inside. We easily took him to our playroom and I asked if I could place a ball ring, similar to ours, and a string to make everything bulgier. He had great balls and, with the ring, he eventually fucked my hole with them We put the music on and it was amazing the way he responded, starting humming and that defined the way we communicated from that point on: three hummers… Although altered by the chems, he showed initiative: he proposed to fist both of us, on the mattress, and we gladly accepted. The fucker was quite skilled and we were happy we took our time cleaning: he was reaching and passing, easily, our second ring. I climbed on the sling and he rimmed my hole, alternating with sucking my bf’s cock. He went on fuck me again and he was quite into it. And I was thinking he was mostly a bottom… My bf asked me if he could be in the middle and after consulting him, he happily agreed. It was great to watch the happiness on my bf’s face, since I really don’t fuck him, enough. That guy was making my bf’s fucking me even better than usual. I was so pleased by the turn of events, I proposed him to be fucked by my boyfriend. He made a quite funny face and asked to leave to get something from his pocket. We went along and the fucker presented us a bag of tina and a handful of ecstasy pills… Nervous or not, the guy had some hidden talents, after all. The three of us took the pills and he said he needed a booty bump to get fucked by my boyfriend. That request came right into our design of the night. We prepared his booty bump, not being modest in the amount – his tina, after all, and placed him on the sling. We inserted the syringe carefully into his so far tight hole and pushed the tina inside… Then he really started sweating. We waited a while and start playing with his hole: first with a metal round bar – he said the cold of the metal inside his hot hole was amazing, then we placed a vinyl anal stretcher and gazed at his perfect pink inner walls. After he asked we both pissed inside his hole and he was in heaven. He started to piss and I was to drink all of it, feeling me getting high from the chems in his system. We removed the anal stretcher and my bf started to fuck him and they both started humming the same tune. It was great to see his hole expand and welcome my bf’s tool. The way his hole came out when my bf pulled out – just like the pics he had sent, forced me to ask my bf for a break so I could rim that beautiful rosebud. Licking and fingering, putting some more tina inside, his eyes rolling back… That was when I decided to climb on the sling, letting him fuck me with his hard cock. The position was ideal to rub some alcohol in his arm, selecting a proper vein to slam the fucker. We were not modest in the amount; it was from our supply of tina from which we had prepared our rigs, before. He coughed and I could feel his cock getting its own life, inside of me. We slammed, at the same time, and that was the moment, the three of us became one. I really think we shot at the same time, but maybe it was a cascade: my bf shooting his load inside of him, he exploding inside my hole and I shooting all over his chest and face. We took a break and went to the living room, to get some rest and to chat a little. That was when he revealed he had taken two viagras, to ensure himself he would be able to fuck, since he noticed we would like to be fucked as well, the clever guy… We gulped some water, to re-hydrate and relaxed, checking our apps and pc. It turned out that some of our friends wanted to come and join the fun.

Another Real Experience (x 2!) - the Porn Star and the Trucker I was watching a Classic Pre-Condom Gay Porn Vid this evening and it brought back two very hot (and very different) experiences. The vid was 1986′s “Oversized Load” about the sexual exploits of some young truckers - and it brought back BOTH the many times I played with one of its’ stars, Scott O’Hara, AND the first time I partied with a trucker in his rig. For those who never saw any of Scott O’Hara’s movies (”Hung and Horny”, “Stick Shift”, “The Other Side of Aspen 2″ and especially “Head Over Heels”) he was a blond cross between an All American Boy type and a Midwestern Farm Boy in looks during the height of his career, was given the label “Biggest Dick in San Francisco” for his very large (and gorgeous) endowment, and his ability to blow himself… which he did frequently in films. He was born a year before me in 1961 and died from AIDS related complications in 1998. I knew him in the 1990s when no studio would hire him anymore because of his status, and he had reinvented himself as an author, publisher and activist - he was also by this time sporting a skin-head ACTUP queer look and was the first person I knew to have any tatoo related to his illness applied to his body. I even wound up writing a number of articles for his magazine “STEAM” which was an unapologetic paen to cruising, recreational and anonymous sex at a time when saying such things aloud invited VERY public scorn and condemnation. I was introduced to him by the photographer I was frequently doing nude shoots for (see the black & whites I posted of myself some months back). Though now in my thirties, I still sported a short blond somewhat military cut (suitable for playing parts like Lt. Cable in “South Pacific”) and just like it used to happen to the hot stud I was about to meet, my clean cut look made many of the pigs “in the scene” underestimate my kink/pig side. Hell, I’d been going to NYC’s leather bars since I was 18! But if you didn’t know me… Anyway, sure enough, the first of the photographer’s parties he invited me to I met with that reaction until the guests learned better… including Mr. O”Hara. I had to go over some details for an upcoming shoot with the host that slowed down my stripping compared to the other guys - there was now a room full of (remember the time period, mid-90s) lean, vascular, shaved guys with either buzz cuts or shaved head and lots of piercings, while a guy (me) who looked like an Army Captain or Police Sergeant was still mostly dressed. I thought the guy who was introduced to me as “Scott” was the hottest of a room full of hotness, and then he turned and I saw the “HIV+” tattoo and growled “fuck yeah”… Scott turned to me with a look of surprise and a smile and said “Man, lookin’ at you I would have expected you to zip up and head out the door, not have THAT reaction!’ I responded that I was full of surprises as my clothes came off revealing my full leather harness, metal cockrings and chrome and leather arm bands. “Told you guys he’d more than fit in,” I heard my host and photographer say. As things were getting comfortable and we were progressing to the sex, Scott stayed by me surreptiously doing some lines and giving me some - probably about ¾ of the guys were doing enhancements, but not everyone was down with it, so the rule was keep it low-key. Considering the way I was reacting, it was probably NOT the coke I thought it was at first (tina was not all that regular at that time - I’d first had it with that pilot back in the 80s - “Karmic Chemfuck” - and only one other time up until this point). There was also a bit of K around and good poppers and Max Impact. Scott was really curious why I wasn’t scared of his tatoo… and I quietly told him I tested positive back in early 1985, and I kept it very quiet for my performing career’s sake - he sure related to that! At that point, even my host didn’t know I was poz - just my partner (who, now after 26 years together is STILL negative) and my doctor. Scott was very turned and and sticking another line of K my way, he looked me in the eye and said “Fuck yes. So you and I can bareback each other tonight - its the only way a man should fuck or be fucked!” Whoa! Bareback… now when sex started for me, everything was bareback (the term itself didn’t even exist) but in order to keep up my slut lifestyle in the 90s, a condom was mandatory and though I hated them I was good at using them as a top… as a bottom they really slowed me down as I always get an allergic reaction to condom style latex. I had thought I’d never feel that ecstasy again, but this absolute satyr of a man caught me at just the right level of “enhancement” that reservations I would normally have had were tempered by his very logical argument and his very hot cock and attitude and his very good party favors. We agreed. The lights in the photography studio went to psychedelic, trance music played and the group went at it. My tongue found other tongues, hot cocks - many with PA’s and some of the hottest manholes I’d encountered with my mouth in a while. There were about 8 of us in total (small compared to some groups) but all hot and all piggy. While we both played with every other guy there, Scott and I also spent a bit of extra time with each other - we dove into an anal 69 seemingly trying to get our whole heads up each others hot chute. We pulled off into a hot kiss and I felt him press something up into my hole - it burned a bit as he put something in my hand and said “here, do me”. I pressed the rock salt like stuff into his hole and we stopped to do another line of it and a hit of poppers and he rolled back onto a waist height wooden block and whispered “slide that poison stick in the poison hole”. It was so wrong, but so right. My cock slipped in easily and I was ballistic with pleasure. As I fucked him and rolled him further onto the block, he smirked at me and took his own cockhead into his mouth, lewdly tonguing it. THAT’s when it finally hit me. I subtly hissed down to him “holy fucking shit - SCOTT is it? You’re Scott O’Hara, I fucking love your movies.” He seemed really pleased at that and after a few more minutes of me pounding his manhole, he called out “switch!”. A quick couple of glugs of fluids, and another something pressed into my butt, making it SCREAM to be filled, and he pushed me back into the position he’d just been in. He gave me a shot of poppers, sprayed some Maximum Impact on someone’s jock that was lying around, shoved it in my mouth and said “here it comes.” JEEEZUS! The first raw cock in my hole in over six years, and it’s that gorgeous giant! It hurt a bit ‘till I stretched around it, but I was so excited and so tweaked, and so relieved to not have latex fucking me that it soon settled in and felt friggin’ amazing. Our host, who knew my play style well glanced over and remarked “I never thought you’d take that monster that easily, if at all!” and then squinting to look closer, realized there was no condom. His eyebrows shot up, but before he could say anything else, he was distracted by a SECOND latex sheathed cock sliding up next to the first in his own hole, and his attention was drawn elsewhere. There were more fucks with the other guys for each of us, both as tops and bottoms (and one other guy who had noticed us also barebacked each of us and let us bareback him). There was also lots more hole-play, some fisting and w/s, a bit of b/d here and there and toy play, and always, lots of rimming of really hot holes. Scott and I had to keep our holes to just us and the one other guy at the end as we’d each blown off up each others fuck chute. I had gone home with a load in my hole and that much joy in years - and oddly, though I played enough times after with my photographer it wasn’t until almost 18 years later that we finally barebacked each other! After that I played with Scott a number of times - a few group scenes, but mostly either as a three-way with our photographer bud (still using condoms on him) or one on one, where he’d get me high and we’d get wonderfully nasty. He hired me to write a number of columns for his “Steam” Magazine between a few more wild fucks. After that night, when I was playing “extracurricularly” I more and more sought out other poz for BB and less and played with those requiring a condom… I’d regained so much physical joy, and if I wasn’t hurting myself or someone else, then there was finally SOME kind of silver lining for this stupid disease (that I’ve now been dealing with for 30 YEARS). Tomorrow, I’ll tell you about the first time I partied with a trucker in his cab! For more about Scott O’Hara: http://likeahornyboy.blogspot.com/2012/06/scott-o-hara-is-too-big.html?zx=5fbde5ac859bcb2

Halloween: the night when all the freaks come out, and I decided, as I usually did, to join them. Usually I go as the sexy pizza boy or shirtless lumberjack. I get a lot of grabs and looks from the boys at the bars, all in the name of harmless sexy fun. However, this year I decided to go as the Dark Knight Batman: a little dark, totally anonymous with the face mask, and I get to let my inner nerd out. I also decided that since I'm 26, I don't have to be treated like an object at every costume party, at least this year. I live with my parents close to the local college which my younger brother attends, now 21 and in his junior year. He is almost always out at parties or bars, he just sleeps here. Sometimes. Anyhow, since around here Halloween gets very noisy and disruptive, my parents went on a weekend get away, leaving the house in my care. On the big night, I prepared myself for the festivities, dressing in flattering torso armor, armored tights, half mask, utility belt, phone, keys, cash, my ID, and a couple condoms and couple lube packets- after all, a superhero is prepared for all forms of combat. A couple of my boys wanted to meet up at the local leather bar rather than our normal hangout. Since Halloween is a Saturday this year, the bars are going to be packed. The leather bar usually has fewer people, but it has surprisingly good music and a small dance floor. Drinks are cheap, too, so I'm looking forward to the party, and to get fully in the mood, I made myself a couple of vodka tonics, and down them just before I left the house to await an Uber at the end of the driveway. As I stood there, I could feel the vodka kicking in, I must have poured them stronger than I thought, it's going to be some night! The driver could tell I was drunk by the time we got close to the bar. There was utility truck and a small crowd, so he had to drop me off down the street. I stepped out, thanked him, to which he replied, "Looks like you're going to have a lot of fun! Stay safe!" I laughed. I felt sexy, I was solidly buzzed, I loved how the tights clung to me. I still had my runner's body from college. I was giving myself a hardon, and I chucked: the plastic codpiece let me sport full mast and no one was the wiser. As I approached the bar building, I heard a guy beckon, "What's got 'ya grinning, Batman?" I turned and looked, and saw a beautiful specimen in a snake-scale body suit and had a cobra half-mask with open hood around his neck standing the entrance to the alley leading behind the bar. "Whoa..." I stuttered, "y-you do." I suddenly gained my composure and pretended to play cool. I glanced down and saw an unsupported bulge in the spandex pants and I licked my lips. "Hot costume. Looks like you're a very big snake!" I stepped closer to him and he stepped closer to me. "You're too kind!" he said, pretending to be bashful, placing a hand on my chest. "But you see, I'm cold blooded. I grow a little as things heat up." "Really?" I stepped closer and started to lean in. "Sounds like we need to heat you up and get you all stretched out. You must be all cramped up." I could feel my heart begin to race. I'm never this quick and obvious, but the vodka and my concealed erection were speaking on my behalf, and it's working. The cobra guy suddenly puts a hand behind my neck and pulls me in for a kiss. Our masks just barely let us kiss. I lean in entirely into his body, minding my codpiece and moved to the side slightly, allowing his slowly growing cock to press firmly against my thigh. A couple guys whistled as they passed behind us, one even grabbed my ass, pushing me into Cobra a little more. I felt a cold spot soak through my tights: a precummer, sweet. We continued to make out for a minute and I had to have him. It was clear for the moment, both of us looked around, grinned devilishly and Cobra grabbed my hand and pulled me deeper into the alley. Barely turning the corner, we continued to make out with abandon. My hand ran down his body suit and to my relief, found the waist of his tights. I grabbed his bottom lip with my teeth and felt around with my other hand to find the waist at his other hip. He laughed as I pulled on his lip and started to lower his tights. His cock sprang out as soon as it was free from the spandex. It was a nice seven and a half inches, thicker than my own, uncut with loose foreskin. I was a little jealous- I remember as kids my parents explaining they changed their minds about circumcision when I saw my brother's peeper was different than mine. Ever since, I had foreskin envy. Seeing that uncut beauty, I immediately dropped to my knees. One of the plastic knee pads jabbed under my kneecap and made me jump and readjust. It's ironic that these armored tights hurt. "Are you okay, Batman?" "Yea-" I gulped as I slid my mouth as far down that cock as I could go, pulling that supple foreskin with my lips. I felt my Snake's body shudder as the head of his cock hit the back of my throat. I wrapped my tongue around as much of the shaft as I could and started to swallow all my drool and all his precum that started gushing out. "Oh, God!" he yelped. It sounded like he was holding back tears. He gasped slightly every time I slid down his cock, brushing my tongue and lips across his foreskin. It sounded like he never felt a real blowjob before. I'm glad I was giving it to him. He took a deep breath and came down from his small piece of heaven, placed his hand under my chin to gesture me to look up. When I made eye contact with him with his dick still in my mouth, he started talking, "It's been a couple weeks since I've been able to sink that fang you're sucking on into something tasty, and I'm starving. Can I take a bite?" I nodded. All this character talk would normally be cheesy, but it made me even hotter. I slowly stood up, letting his dick pop out of my mouth in one smooth motion. I reached into my utility belt and found the lube packets and set them on the lid of a trashcan next to us. I reached back into the pouch, trying to feel for the condoms when I felt Cobra's hand unsnapped my belt and pulled my own tights down. I stuttered, "wait a-" when I felt his hands bend me over and his tongue slide in me. Getting rimmed while drunk is amazing, I instantly relaxed and moaned as his spit started to invade me. I put my hands on the wall in front of me, pushing my hole on his tongue. I felt him stand up and felt an equally wet cockhead against my hole, and I instinctively pushed back and wiggled to help get his rod into me. He was a little thicker than I was ready for so I stood still for a second. Cobra knew why I stopped for a second and I felt him squeeze another lube packet onto his partly-inserted dick. I took a deep breath and he took that opportunity to slide the rest of the way in. I grunted and moaned when he hit me balls deep. He impaled me breathless. He was the perfect size to stretch me to capacity without pain. He held there for about twenty seconds. I felt his cock twitch in me, buried to the hilt. He was sharing this heavenly moment with me. His cock pulsed in me again, and my prostate tingled, causing me to involuntarily shudder. He inhaled rather forcefully and whimpered, "Damn..." as pulled his dick out slightly and pressed firmly back in. This brought me back down to Earth and awakened a cock frenzy I never felt before. I slid back and forth, almost letting Cobra's cock slip out of me slamming my full body weight back onto his dick. He grabbed my hips tightly and took control back from me. "Damn, this is the finest meal I've ever sunk my fang into!" He exclaimed as he gave my ass a slap. His breath heaved. "I recently charged up, been waiting almost a month for prey like you to try my potent venom on!" "Oh ye-yeah!" I grunted. "This feels too good, this is perfect!" as I succumbed to being my Cobra's meal. My hole started pulsing around his dick as he sent me into an anal orgasm and I moaned uncontrollably. Five minutes of constant solid pounding, I felt Cobra's body begin to shake, I knew he was close. He leaned over and spoke in my ear, "My fang is in you. It's toxic. It's about to shoot. Can I shoot my poison in you?!" By the tone of desperation in his voice I knew he had only a couple seconds before cumming. I clumsily nodded with my Batman mask teetering on my head, I pulled my ass as apart as I could and surrendered my hole. He tightened his grip on my hips and started full-force slamming into my ass. After the tenth thrust, he pulled my hips into him and held me there, neither of us could breathe. Five seconds later his cock started flexing in me and a torrent of cum was unleashed. His cockhead swelled with each jet which actually hurt. His dick went from the perfect size to swelling into something I could not fully handle. My hole disagreed and tightened and pulsed to match the spurting of his dick in me. We were startled by the sound of clapping. Two guys deeper in the alley watched the show without either of us noticing. They were a shorter muscle-built Latino and a taller black man. The Latino had his dick out and was fully hard. He was probably stroking for a few minutes as we unknowingly put on a show. Cobra laughed which made his dick throb in me. Being stimulated and embarrassed, I could only blush and look down. "Can't let any of that POZ load go to waste!" The Latino proclaimed as he started to walk up. "Nope! Go for it!" Cobra agreed as he pulled out of my hole, volunteering it. The Latino's cock was already underneath Cobra's dick to catch any cum that might leak out. I felt an ooze forming when I felt Latino's dick pressed against my hole. "That monster of yours and my load, this piece of meat has no chance!" I started to panic and pull away when the black man stepped up and pushed me down. I started replaying everything. I thought it was character talk, not him trying to poz me. I couldn't find the condoms in the utility belt then forgot about them. Latino started to push in. His cock was thicker than Cobra's. "Wow, that's one wet mess in there, he must've cum a bucket!" Latino just kept pressing in farther. I stiffened up. "Relax dude, he already filled you up, I'm just going to make sure it stays in there." Latino wasn't even as deep as Cobra was in me as I felt impossibly full- all of that really was cum. Latino chuckled, "Now for the fun part!" He pushed firmly but slowly into my hole. "Lee, for my next trick, I'm going to pop this boy's 2nd ring cherry!" He commented to his black companion. I heard a cell phone bloop as Cobra somehow produced his iPhone. "Damn, I wanted to watch this, but I gotta go!" Cobra tucked his cock back in his tights and straightened his costume. "Make me proud!" He laughed as he hurriedly marched out of the alley. "Yessir!" replied Latino. He pressed deeper into me and the pressure was getting intense. Lee was holding me down and Latino kept driving into me. My ass flexed and twitched on the inside, I felt a gush deep in me... My hole clenched Latino's cock again and I felt another gush. I now knew what he meant by popping my 2nd ring cherry. Latino moaned each time my ass clenched which made him push harder. Then he hit a spot and couldn't go deeper. It hurt. Latino spoke up, "There's that 2nd ring! I felt that other dude's load squeeze in there so it's nice and lubed up, but I gotta push the rest in. It's gonna hurt at first, but once my nine and a half is balls deep, you'll want to marry me." Latino could feel me panicking, my legs were shaking and Lee wasn't letting me up. "It's okay, take a couple deep breaths." I followed his instructions, knowing I had no choice. He felt me relax, "There you go, baby, this isn't bad. This sounds a little complicated, but grip my cock and push out when I tell you. Now breathe... Grip and push!" Latino leaned his whole body into me, my inside muscles started throbbing. I started yelping and Lee had to muffle me. All the pressure gave way and I felt Latino's pubes starting to scratch against me. I groaned involuntarily as my second ring was learning to relax around this thick cock which was now fully impaled in me. I somehow got fully hard and was on the edge of an orgasm. Latino grunted, "You're damn tight! God!" He started thrusting deep in me, "I can't hold back!" Within seconds Latino started to cum. The load shot deeper in me than anything has ever gone in me. His cock flexing in my second hole started to make me cum. His dick hurt but felt incredible. I shot a spurt onto the ground. Lee was able to catch some of it and fed it to Latino. Latino was coming down from his orgasm and snorted in laughter, "Sweet like a virgin!" Latino started to pull out- I shuddered as he extracted from the second ring and let out a gentle moan as each inch tugged out of me. He had two inches left in me and he commanded, "Tighten that hole!" To which I complied. He suddenly jerked the final two inches out to a 'pop' like a wine bottle being opened. I sighed in relief. "Good to the last drop?" Lee teased Latino. "Always!" as Latino slapped my exposed battered hole. "Cool. It's my turn, yo!" Lee unzipped and let out his seven inches. Latino moved to my shoulders and Lee moved behind me and slid all the way in me. I offered no resistance, my hole had no resistance left, Lee was able to pump into my hole at will. Bending over me and whispering in my ear, "I love a worn out hole. I only fuck sluts like you." Lee continued his pace for another minute and unceremoniously ejaculated in me. "Last deposit of the night!" And pulled out. Lee zipped up and patted Latino on the shoulder. "Time for drinks!" They walked down the alley laughing, leaving me with my armor tights at my knees, already forgotten. I pulled up my tights, sat on a crate next to the trash can and took off the Batman mask. I'm amazed it stayed on the whole time, it nearly fell off a couple times. I looked down at the ground. Two wrapped condoms. They must have fallen out as I was looking in my utility belt. My utility belt... Some superhero I was... I couldn't even work that right. I opened one of the pouches on the belt and found my phone. A couple text messages were sent about ten minutes ago- friends wondering where I was, saying the dance floor was amazing tonight. I texted back, "Srry. Feeling Sick. Staying home." I sat there for ten more minutes and recollected myself. I stood up, put my Batman mask back on and walked out of the alley. A taxi was chilling just down from the bar entry. I walked over, hopped in and ordered him home. The cab driver said, "Great costume- done partying already?!" "Yeah. Kinda not feeling well." "Aww. That's too bad. We'll get you home quick and you can get to rest." The rest of the cab ride was silent. I tossed him a twenty, almost double the fare and hopped out without a word. I got in the door, stripped my costume off as I started climbing the stairs, threw it in my room and walked naked to the bathroom, where a cool shower greeted and comforted me. I dried off, put on a pair of boxers and went back downstairs to watch TV in the living room. I woke up about an hour later to the front door unlocking. My brother came in the door and carrying a couple bags. I got up to greet him, "Rick, I'm surprised you're home tonight. I thought you would crash at one of your bud's." Rick put his bags down next to the living room stairs. "Yeah, but I gotta come home sometime, this is where I keep my clean underwear." We laughed. I glanced at him- tank top and basketball shorts. He's usually commando in those so yep, home is where your undies are. "Thought you'd be out with your boys at one of your gay bars. No Slutty Starbucks Barista this year?" Rick asked. "Nah, got dressed, went out, started to feel sick, came back. I started prepartying, didn't sit well." "That sucks." "Did you go out?" I asked Rick. "Yeah. A few of us got in costume, went around some of the Houses. I'm not as wasted as I should be!" Rick peeled off his tank top and threw it on top of one of the bags. "Tomorrow's laundry. Gonna turn in, absolutely drained, you know." He looked at me with a naughty glint. "Oh, really- deets then bed!" "Just some bar skank, met passing in front of a bar, wandered into a back alley, didn't get a name... Costumes and all made it one of the hottest hookups ever. Like I said- drai-ained! K, night!" Proud of his account, Rick promptly ran up the stairs and abruptly closed his bedroom door, shaking the handrail, knocking over one of his laundry bags, spilling its contents. A cobra mask rolled out. ~fin~

Becoming a Bug Chaser Note: This is pure fantasy and never happened. Maybe someday though. As I waited in the doggy style position on my bed with my ass presented towards the door I still couldn't believe I was doing this. I was supposed to be a good boy. I never did anything wrong. And most importantly, I always played safe. Why was I being so reckless? The door opened and I shivered. This was it. I heard the door shut, then came the creaking of my floor board. Before long there was a metal clang, and then finally the sound I had been dreading most. The snap of my bare ass getting smacked. "Fuck!" I screamed as the man hit me with his bare hand. "Yea the little slut likes getting his ass smacked doesn't he?" I heard a deep voice say. "Yes Sir," I screamed even though I hated it. "Please hit me again!" The man smacked me again before pulling my cheeks apart and diving his tongue into my hole. I had already loosened it with a dildo so I was able to feel his tongue actually slide inside. The man pulled away and dug his fingers into my cheeks. "Tell me what you want boy," he said. For a moment I hesitated, but then I decided to cross the line I could never go back from. "I want your poz cum up my neg pussy Sir!" I hadn't actually been sure I'd be able to say it out loud in person, so when I did I was ecstatic. I broke into a wide grin, some of the tension melting away from me. "Yea. That's pretty stupid boy," the man said before taking a quick lick of my hole, nipping it with his teeth, and inserting a finger while scratching the insides. "Why would you want toxic, dirty, virulent poz loads when you're neg? Up till now you've never let a dick touch your hole without a condom, right boy?" I took a breath, let it out, and then started reciting what I had been practicing all day in anticipation for this moment. "Because I want to be a bug chaser Sir! I want to be a cumdump for strangers and refuse no loads while looking for poz ones! I hate condoms! And I don't want to use them ever again! Please breed me! Give me your AIDS Sir! Knock me up! Corrupt me ! Convert me from a condom only, stand-up member of society into a sick, twisted, perverted, disgusting bug chasing cumdump who lets anyone fuck him!" I couldn't believe I was saying all this. It wasn't a fantasy anymore. It was real. I was getting bred for the first time by a stranger. Not just that, I had purposely looked for a poz guy with a high viral load who loved gifting bug chasers. The it hit me. I really was a officially a bug chaser. My grin didn't leave for the rest of the day. "Yea you nasty pig," the man said lining his dick with my hole. "You filthy bug chaser," I heard him spit, and then his cock started sliding into me. "You want my load, huh? You want my AIDS babies?" "Yes!" I screamed, pushing my ass into his pubes so his raw, poz dick went deeper. "I'm a sick, disgusting, twisted bug chaser! I want poz loads from strangers! Destroy my neg pussy!" "You got it boy." He started fucking me relentlessly. It felt like an hour but was probably more like fifteen minutes. The most intense fifteen minutes of my life. The man fucked me nonstop, only sliding his bare cock out for a few seconds here and there, each time sticking his fingers into my hole and scratching around. It was so painful, but I was euphoric the entire time. I was being the whore I'd always dreamed of being. Every time he'd call me a faggot, cumdump, slut, bug chaser, damaged goods, or no longer neg, I felt a sense of fulfillment I had never felt before his raw dick slid into my now condom free, neg but soon to be poz hole. And then it happened. He started speeding up, digging his fingers into my shoulders so hard I was sure he had broken the skin. "Here it comes bitch!" the man screamed. "This is it! I"m converting you! Your neg ass is getting bred for the first time with my potent poz cum! Your life is over! I felt him shoot into me, its heat melting into my body creating a craving for cum I had never known was possible. My life flashed before me: -The first time I was fucked with a condom -The guy I kicked out who tried to stealth me even though discovering that made me harder than I had ever been. -The guys I turned down online because they were poz or wouldn't play safe. -The first time I found Breeding zone, found a story about bug chasing, and shot the biggest load of my life. -Admitting to myself I wanted to be a cumdump for strangers, especially those who were poz. -The first time I talked with a guy online about wanting to take poz loads up my ass. -And finally, an hour ago when I set up this meeting with a stranger to fuck me bareback for the first time and fill me with his highly virulent poz load. The man fell on top of me, trapping me beneath him. As I lay there panting, taking in what had just happened, I started to feel guilty. I felt around to my battered hole that was still stuffed with the man's dick, needing to confirm that the intense breeding had really happened. Flinching as my fingers made contact with my hole I felt a cool, sticky goo that I smothered my fingers in. Bringing them back to my face I saw my fingers covered in pink tinged cum. I was horrified and disgusted with myself that I had willingly done something so perverse. But when I stuffed my fingers in my mouth, licked them, swallowed, and then went back for seconds, I knew the man was right about my life being over. At least my life as a responsible boy who didn't make stupid decisions, chose his sex partners selectively, and always used condoms. From that day on I'd be a whore, a cum dump, and a bug chaser.

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This is going to be my next series of stories. I travel for work a lot and I have some hot experiences. If you have read my safe sex to cumdump series, you know a bit about me already. I am 32, 6'2", blonde, blue eyes, 185 lbs with a 30" waist and a 7.5"cut cock. These stories all took place in the last 7 years and I'm not going to do them chronologically. I'll just write them as I remember them. That all said, to the stories.

BROOKLYN SERIES: Moving STuFF I had arranged the move on Sunday morning and taken two days off from the week to unpack and organize. Part of the moving service I had paid for included complete packing service of my apartment's contents with a crew of three men. I didn’t have too much stuff. It was a small NYC apartment after all - just some furniture and lots of art books and magazines that I saved for work references. It was a lot of boxes. The three men all worked in systematic order, they were very organized and it was impressive to see how quickly they could pack up a room. He was the leader of the crew from the moving company I hired. He was Eastern European from what I could gather from his initial introduction, accent and features. He was around late 40s in age, about 5'7" tall and guessing about 200 lbs. His hair was clipped to a short buzz cut, a bit of salt & pepper patterns scattered around his head. Generally I like my men taller than me, but he made up for that in bulk. He was built like a heavyweight power lifter: barrel-chested, huge biceps and thick arms and legs. His thighs looked enormous as did his hands which I always check out in a man. His fingers were not unusually long, but man were they THICK. I love that in a guy. And his basket between his legs also caught my eye; there was definitely SOMETHING in there. His name was Ivan. He was fucking HOT. I noticed Ivan in the bedroom as he was packing some of my DVDs - including a lot of fisting porn, some straight Evil Empire anal, and miscellaneous other titles. He paused at a few titles, smirked and then continued packing. They marked every box on the outside with tags, i.e., “Bedroom 1”, “Kitchen 1 & 2”, etc. Within less than three hours all my possessions had been carted into the moving truck. We arrived at my new apartment in Brooklyn. As the men moved in and out of the new apartment for several hours I would help organize the boxes and start slowly unpacking, shifting boxes to their appropriate rooms, and putting furniture away. I would steal glances at Ivan as he lifted heavy boxes and deposited them on the floor. He wasn't a looker but he definitely was sexy. The bulk of his hard-worked body and grunts made him very attractive to me. The bulge in his pants was very impressive and I could not stop myself from checking out his package whenever he was in the apartment. In profile it looked fucking HUGE! He caught me a few times and smirked. He definitely noticed my attention but he would just turn his head and walk out to get more boxes. Unpacking the truck and getting all my stuff into the new apartment took less time than I thought. After nearly three hours the men were done. His crew was waiting outside by the truck as I finalized the payment with Ivan in my new apartment. I sat by the kitchen counter signing forms while Ivan stood beside me dealing with the credit card payment transaction and forms. I couldn’t help but stare at his crotch at it was literally in front of my face. It was a mound of thick, bulging curves pushing against his worn work-wear pants. I was mesmerized by the sight. I started to get hard. Ivan finished with the forms and handed me my receipt. He caught me staring at his bulge and smirked again. "Thank you for your business" he said, his accent was thick and heavy. "You are an artist?” he asked. I looked at him, a but puzzled. "I notice all your books," he continued, pointing at several of the boxes. The bulge was still in front of my face. I explained what I did for a living and he nodded. "Ahhh…I see," he commented. "And you also like the kinky sex stuff too." The comment caught me by surprise. It was more a statement than a question. He kicked one of the boxes near him that was tagged "Bedroom 2." He looked down at me. That smirk turned into a little smile. I didn't know where this was going but he clearly knew I was into him with all my not-so-subtle glances from earlier. "Yes I do," I replied. "I like that stuff." "I see," he said and paused. "Thank you for the business." He extended his hand out and I grabbed it. His handshake was firm and strong, those thick fingers felt enormous. It felt great to touch this man. I was clearly still turned on which he was more than aware of. He still held my hand. "I get out work in few hours. One more move we make today. Then I no work until Wednesday. I come back later and help you with the stuff." I couldn't tell if he was being coy or if it was just the thick, masculine accent and my horniness confusing me. "Uhmm…sure," I replied. "That would be helpful." With our handshake still locked, he pulled my hand towards his crotch, squeezing my hand, which was now squeezing his thick package of flaccid cock! Man did that feel incredible! He was not hard but yet it felt massive and HEAVY. We squeezed his crotch together a little but more and as suddenly as it began - it ended. He moved his hand away, turned to his side, grabbed one of the moving palettes on the floor and proceeded to leave. Clearly he didn't mean to assist organizing my books. "OK. I see you later. Help you with stuff," he repeated. And then he quickly left. ----- I got ready. I found all the boxes labeled for the bedroom and unpacked some items: my vinyl play sheets, lube, poppers, shower shot, DVDs and other play essentials. I figured I would have another 6-7 hours before Ivan returned, more than enough time to clean out and get ready. I hooked up my TV and DVD player in the bedroom and unpacked some boxes for the kitchen and bathroom. And then I made a drink to chill out a bit. It was after 8pm when the doorbell from downstairs buzzed. From the small security screen on the buzzer system I could see Ivan. Man he sure looked hot! He leaned on the door until I buzzed him in. A minute later he walked in to my new apartment. "Hello again," he greeted as he offered that massive hand. I was wearing jeans with a red and black jockstrap under that. I didn't bother putting on a shirt. I am naturally smooth with a muscular, lean body. He looked me up and down and smiled. I had arranged one of my low living room chairs in the bedroom near the TV. I had a straight anal-fucking DVD playing to set the mood for him. I didn't know how far the evening would go. Some hot woman was getting brutally fucked up her ass by Nacho Vidal. "That is good," Ivan grunted, staring at the screen. My mattress was on the floor covered in a black vinyl playsheet. The bed was surrounded by several boxes, some partially unpacked, others still sealed. There was a large mirror resting on its side leaning against the closet wall. "Have a seat," I offered. "I'll get you a drink. I only have Scotch." He sat down with a big thud. "That is fine," he smiled, his words sounded as heavy as he looked. I came back with drinks for both of us. He had already taken off his heavy work boots and socks and was standing by the chair, pulling off his shirt as I came in. WOOF! Man was this guy solid and thick. He had a gut but it was a firm, hard working-man gut. His chest and gut was covered in light salt & pepper hair. He threw the shirt on one of the boxes, unbuttoned the top of his pants and sat down. I handed him his drink and I dropped down on the floor, beside him. I could smell him, his scent was strong after a hard day’s work. He smelled of masculinity, effort, confidence, strength. It was like natural poppers. I was reeling from his scent. Nacho continued to fuck on the screen. Ivan's bulge twitched in his pants, the insane mound getting larger. "You like that - getting fucked up ass?" he asked, grabbing his cock, squeezing it, taking a drink from his glass. "Yes I do. I like it a lot." My hard-on strained against my jock and I breathed in deep, taking whiffs of him. "Stand up," he commanded, that heavy voice filled the room. I took a big gulp from my drink, placed the glass on the floor and slowly stood up facing him. "Turn around," he said. "Let me see your ass." I did as I was told. "You have nice body, very smooth." I suddenly felt one of his hands running down the center of my back. It was rough and calloused from the heavy day's work and yet he had had a surprising gentle touch. "Nice," he said. And then he grabbed my jeans waistline and with both hands and suddenly yanked them down to the floor. It took me by surprise. I stepped out of the jeans and kicked them off to the side by a pile of other boxes. Both of his hands now grabbed my asscheeks framed by the straps of my red and black jock. He massaged my ass, squeezing them hard - and then softly. "Bend over," he said. As I did, Ivan grabbed my cheeks and spread them wide. "Wow," he said, almost softly. I have one of those holes that has enjoyed being filled for years. I have been spoiled by big cocks, bigger toys and of course fists. Over the years my asslips have pulled out a bit from all the ass action and stretching. It is barely noticeable unless I am turned on. But when excited, my asslips flare. They get bloated into soft folds of flesh. Men love it. It is something extra with my hole. Some guys who have been with women have commented that it is like pussy. Except it isn't. It is my mancunt, my manhole. I felt one of Ivan's fingers rub around my hole. He was softly touching my asslips, pushing it gently to one side, running his finger along the folds, feeling it's soft texture. He was exploring his new discovery. From the mirror by the wall I watched Ivan's expression. He was in deep fascination. He pushed his finger at my mancunt entrance. It gave quickly as I felt his finger enter me. "Wow," he said again, almost in a whisper. I moaned. He pushed deeper. That finger was thick - like another man's cock! It was calloused from his heavy work as I felt it slide in my hole. It felt rough and GOOD at the same time. He finger-fucked my hole in and out. Then he pulled out. From the reflection in the mirror I could see his finger glistening, wet with my ass juice. He looked at our reflection in the mirror and smiled at me. "This very good," he commented. He pushed me aside and stood up, pulled off his work pants and tossed it aside. I turned facing him and then we both looked at the mirror again. He was also wearing a jock - except his was a white sport jock, the thick waistline supporting his large upper torso. The cloth basket was huge --- his thick, erect cock pushing against the material. It looked so fucking hot in profile in the mirror, like an obscene illustrated porn caricature. He pulled me around before I could grab his crotch, so my back was facing the mirror and he started to finger my manhole again. We both watched the reflection. I liked that he was into watching each other in the mirror. I always get turned on seeing my play sessions on film, mirrors. "This very good," Ivan repeated. Then he pulled his finger out. "Let's have another drink," he suggested, motioning to our empty glasses. I found Ivan sitting on the bed, his back against the wall, legs spread, the huge basket still in the jock when I returned with our round of drinks. He had my travel toiletry bag that had been in the opened box beside him. Fisting DVDs were also scattered around him that he had been checking out. I offered him his drink and sat down beside him. "You into this kinky stuff'." Again it was more a statement. "Yes - it makes me feel very good,” I paused. “I get off on extreme pleasure with my mancunt." He looked at me with a little wonder in his eye. "Man-cunt?" he asked, curious, taking a drink. I spread my legs and pushed my ass out a bit and fingered my hole. We both looked at our reflection in the mirror across from us. "Yes. I call it that, as I pulled on my asslips, spreading it open slowly. "Ahh...I understand," he commented. "Very nice." He adjusted his position and then started to finger me also, playing with my hole, rubbing it softly, up and down as we both watched the action on the mirror while on the TV screen Nacho aggressively fucked another hole. After a few minutes he pulled away, reclined back to a sitting position. He looked around him at all the fisting DVDs. "Play this," he said, grabbing one of the discs at random. PIGS AT THE HOIST-one of my favorites-very piggy, masculine MEN. I changed the DVD and as I was on my knees doing this Ivan fingered my hole for a few minutes. FUCK that felt GOOD as I adjusted the disc to play. We both sat back and started to watch the action on screen, pissing, fisting, fucking and one guy with a thick, massive cock that reminded me of Ivan. I love this DVD. These guys look like they’ve been partying off-camera, in between scenes, that glaze in some of their eyes looking very familiar. "Wow." Ivan said again. He was squeezing his cock through the jock. He looked to his side and picked up my toiletry bag which was half unzipped. "What all this?" He looked at me. "That's my party kit," I replied. “What?” he asked. “That’s my party kit,” I repeated. He pulled the zipper further, opening the toiletry bag, revealing it’s contents: a glass pipe, a cut-off straw about two inches long with one end cut at an angle, a small torch lighter, a contact lens case, a small zip lock bag of Tina and another with some pills, various lubes, poppers, and a small face towel. “What is all this?” he asked again, picking up the small baggie of shards. “It’s crystal.” He looked at me, clearly puzzled. “It makes us feel good.” I thought for a moment. “It makes us horny.” I licked my lips. “It makes my hole open,” I explained, Ivan’s eyes getting bigger, “…and it makes my hole H U N G R Y,” I said slowly. Again I could smell him next to me. It was like another drug, his scent. “How it make…,” he paused a second, “…your man-cunt hungry?” “It does something that makes me very relaxed and very horny,” I explained further. “It does something inside me that makes me want my hole to be filled. I like getting fucked. I like my hole to feel good. Big cocks,” I grabbed his crotch finally, and squeezed it tight, leaving my hand there, “…and big toys, BIG HANDS. Anything that makes my mancunt feel good.” “Then we should try this crystal,” he replied very matter-of-fact. “Are you sure?” I asked him. On the screen Virgo was getting fisted while suspended on a bar, his arms holding himself up in the air, his ass floating, spread apart while an arm was fucking his hole in and out. “Yes,” Ivan replied, his cock twitching in my hand. “Let us try that. I want your man-cunt hungry.” I loved how it sounded when he said it, two words stretched by his accent, making it even bigger and dirtier. “OK,” I replied. “But keep in mind this will last several hours. Are you up for that?” He nodded, smirking. I grabbed the toiletry bag from him and reached in for the other small Ziploc bag and pulled out a pill. “Here – take this.” He looked at me, curious. “It’s to keep you hard. Trust me: you will want it.” He took it from my hand and swallowed it with a big gulp from his glass of Scotch. I squeezed his crotch again in reward. I pulled out the glass pipe. “Can you hold this,” I asked. He held it firm in his hand. I pulled out the contact lens case and unscrewed one of the caps then grabbed the small straw and dug out a small bit of crystal dust that I had grounded weeks ago with the angled side of the straw. I carefully poured the straw’s contents into the bowl of the glass pipe, just a little bit to start the evening, to set the tone and mood. I then placed the contact lens case carefully beside us. I fished for the small torch lighter and fired it under the glass bowl of the pipe. “Watch me,” I instructed him. I let the Tina cook and melt under the intense concentrated heat of the torch until that magical smoke started to appear. I inhaled small, slow breaths as the smoke continued to fill the bowl. And then a big deep breath, taking all the smoke out of the bowl rapidly, the bowl filled with swirling white smoke one second, empty the next. Ivan stared at me in wonder. I stared back, smiling, held my breath for a few more seconds then exhaled until I couldn’t hold it anymore. Ahh…that lovely sense took over me. I immediately was in the zone. “Ok-your turn,” I handed him the pipe. He followed my earlier routine, step by step, relighting and cooking the Tina at the bottom of the bowl. And then a big exhale, the smoke floating above us. “Wow,” Ivan said, slowly. I grabbed the contact lens case and dug another hit of Tina with the straw and refilled the pipe, adding just a little bit more. I put the contact lens case aside, top screwed back on tight. “Here you start, do another hit,” I told Ivan. He repeated the process then I grabbed the pipe from his hand and placed it beside the bed with the toiletry bag. He held his breath and as he started to exhale, I leaned in quickly and covered his mouth with mine, my tongue rapidly going into his mouth, licking his tongue, then sucking hard as the magical smoke shifted from inside Ivan’s lungs into my mouth. I sucked his tongue hard then sucked his breath even harder.” I pulled away and stared at him, holding my breath and then releasing it, the clouds again floating between and then above us. “Wow,” he exclaimed again. He leaned in quickly and started kissing me aggressively, the second hit of Tina having it’s desired effect. I kissed back even harder, sucking his lips, his tongue, licking the side of his mouth, biting his lower lip. The T was working. He was charged now and horny as fuck. We pulled apart and he shook his head, eyes a bit glazed and stared at me, smirking. I grabbed the glass pipe, relit it, inhaled, held it for as long as I could then covered Ivan’s mouth with mine, exchanging the nasty smoke, shotgunning him again, then placing the pipe aside. We kissed for as long as we could, passionately and with even more energy. Then suddenly, Ivan pushed me away. “You bad boy,” he laughed, exhaling. I straddled him, resting my ass on his crotch, both of my arms enveloping his large upper torso, breathing in his scent, squeezing him into me as I kissed him hard. He kissed me back harder and we locked lips and did tongue dances that was rough, wild, crazy. My ass was grinding his crotch from my internal heat. Ivan pulled my asscheeks apart with both hands and then with one finger started to explore my manhole. I was on FIRE. My hole was horny as hell, it was getting more relaxed, more O P E N. Ivan could sense this as it was less resistant than earlier and he added another finger. OH MAN, that felt fucking good!!! And it was only two fingers! And yet it felt huge and thick, like a nice fat cock had entered me. I kissed him harder and he gave it back to me in equal force. I was grinding against his fingers, pulling up and down, fucking myself on his thick, rough digits. He added a third finger and I moaned, pulling my head back a little as he bit my lower lip softly. “Your man-cunt hungry,” he stated. “Yesss….” I moaned. I felt him fidgeting in between my legs, his fingers removed from my hole. It felt empty. I felt momentary loss and turned my head looking at our reflection. He caught my gaze in the mirror and our eyes locked. I saw in the mirror Ivan pulling his cock free from his jock, pushing the pouch aside so his thick cock could be free. FUCK – it was HUGE: at least 9” to 10” long – but FUCKING THICK. I knew it was big from feeling him up earlier, but seeing it unleashed was something else. It was definitely thick, like almost beer can size. Ivan positioned his dick at my hole. My mancunt was twitching; it was so hungry! He pushed the head against my opening and held it there. I was still wet from cleaning out earlier, my ass juice mixed with what little water was in my hole. I love getting initially fucked this way, without lube. It feels rough at first, almost tight, but then my hole gets hungry and slowly relaxes, as it gets hungrier and hungrier. I sat on his thick cockhead and took a slow, deep breath. The head slowly started to disappear inside my hole, it pinched, but it was a good pain. I started breathing more rapidly as I sank further on his thick prick. We both looked in the mirror. In about a minute I was half way through his shaft. I sat there, unmoving, getting used to the heavy volume in my hole. “Wow,” Ivan said again. And then he started to fuck me, slowly, moving his thick cock deeper up my hole, his hands now beside my waist, controlling my position, pushing me up and down slowly on his cock, driving my hole. He started to fuck me faster and push me down harder on his dick, faster, harder, faster, harder. It didn’t take long for his entire dick to be up my manhole. He held it there for a few seconds, just amazed at our reflection. “Wow your man-cunt feel so good,” he whispered into my ear. Ivan fucked me slowly, enjoying himself, and looking at the mirror every now and then; at other times, head cocked back, eyes closed. “Wow. Wow.” He would repeat. We did this for about ten minutes or so. It felt so fucking good as my hole relaxed more with each thrust. “Ok,” he suddenly stopped. “We need to stop or I will come.” I nodded and kissed him passionately as he held his cock in my hole. I squeezed his shaft with my ass muscles and then pulled out slowly as Ivan moaned. I felt empty. I climbed off Ivan and grabbed a bottle of poppers. I poured some of it on the small face towel and took a deep breath. I laid beside him, next to Ivan’s crotch. I grabbed his thick dick – which was now VERY HARD AND HEAVY – thanks to the pill from earlier. I love the weight of a big dick on pills. There is something about that extra-firm weight and hardness that is such a fucking turn-on! I sucked on his cock head. It felt big and heavy inside my mouth. I could taste my ass mixed with his smell and musky crotch scent. Those scents mixed with the poppers drove me crazy! I started sucking his shaft further into my mouth, deeper, deeper. I took long breaths as I swallowed more of the weight of his shaft. His breathing got heavier, his scent stronger. I sucked and used my throat muscles to massage his cock head, now sinking into my throat. I wasn’t sure I could take it – IT WAS SO THICK! – but my hunger and the poppers/Ivan scent mix made me hornier. I got more of his cock down my throat. I took deeper breaths from my nose and relaxed. Another inch sank into my throat. I massaged it slowly, tightening my throat muscles, then relaxing them, then tight again. Ivan was in ecstasy. He started to slowly fuck my mouth. I stayed still and took deep breaths as he fucked my mouth, getting the entire shaft inside my throat. MAN did that feel fucking good! I was being filled so completely by this massive man. It was amazing! He just kept fucking my throat, slow and even, then a little faster, then slow again. I would take deep breaths, saliva dripping out of mouth, running down my chin, my neck. Ivan started to finger-fuck me again, two fingers at first, then a third. That only made me more hungry! I stayed still as he fucked my throat further. I again massaged his cock with my throat muscles as he rapidly started finger-fucking me aggressively. FUCK!!! It felt amazing to be assaulted on both sides. I was delirious. Eventually I needed to pull away and take a real breath. His cock pulled out of my mouth and it felt like a fist had come out, the sudden sense of weight and volume being released felt incredible. I wanted more. I grabbed the lube and poppers rag and took several deep hits. I got up and repositioned myself, on my knees, facing the TV. I reached behind and squeezed some lube and rubbed it inside and around my hole. I poured a little more on my hand and grabbed his cock and coated it as much as I could then tossed the lube aside. Ivan got up and stood behind me. We both looked in the mirror as he squatted over me, positioning that thick cock at my hole. He suddenly dropped his full weight on a squat, his cock plunging in all the way, aggressively. FUCKKKK !!! It felt fucking great to have such volume inside my mancunt. Ivan started to fuck me hard and fast, pulling almost all the way out, then plunging deep back in. He was being more aggressive now as he had the advantage of gravity pushing down on my hole. Out and in, out and in. He did this for several minutes, alternating his thrusts. It was fucking amazing to watch in the mirror! And then he tired of squatting over me, so he pulled down behind me, doggie style. He fucked me more slowly now, resting a bit, just letting his cock enjoy my more relaxed hole. I squeezed my ass muscles every now and then and Ivan would moan. I just kneeled stayed in position as he slowly rocked in and out, in and out, staring at our reflection. We fucked for a good, long time, the Tina just making time fade in the background. And then Ivan started to fuck aggressively again, fucking faster and harder, faster and harder. He held on to my waist, squeezing it hard, slamming his thick monster in and out, pulling almost out then slamming it hard inside. He was breathing faster and faster. I pulsed my ass muscles, going from tight to loose, repeating it, over and over, and then just letting my hole be open and relaxed. “WOW!” This time that was an exclamation. Ivan thrust hard and stayed in my hole as he pulsed, coming violently and hard. I could feel his dick throbbing, moving out an inch, then back in. He let go of my waist and pulled out. Again, more emptiness. “Wow. Wow.” “Your man-cunt is SO BIG,” he said, staring at my hole, then our reflection. “Your hole is SO OPEN. And your asslips are SO LOOSE!” Each line was heavier than the first. He started to finger me. I moaned slowly. I grabbed the poppers towel and took more deep breaths. Ivan played with my hole, fingering me, a few fingers fucking me for a minute or so, then pulling out and just rubbing my asslips, then finger-fucking me again with his other hand. And then he pulled his fingers out. And I felt so deprived, so lonely. My hole wanted Ivan’s attention. The empty moment seemed like forever. But as suddenly as it stopped, another sensation started. I felt his tongue. Ivan was slowly licking my hole, just teasing it with the tip of his tongue, darting it in and out of my hole, in and out, in and out. FUCK that felt amazing! Then he would push his tongue violently in as far as he could into my soft mancunt. I could feel his tongue dance around in circles, licking the insides of my velvet tunnel. I grabbed the poppers towel and placed it near Ivan’s nose. He got the picture and repeated my steps taking deep breaths of the poppers. And then he pushed my hand away and furiously started licking my hole in every direction, spitting on my mancunt, kissing it, softly biting it, fucking it with his tongue. I moaned and moaned. He loved eating my hole. And then he started sucking my hole! He was so high from the poppers and the hits of T. He was slurping his tongue inside, getting a taste of his cum mixed with my assjuice. Once Ivan got a taste of that, he couldn’t get enough of it. The wet, sloppy sound of him eating my hole out was a fucking turn-on! He was having a feast, moaning, licking, spitting, sucking on my hole. We both kept taking hits of poppers. We did this for about 30 intense minutes as the T made time stand still. Ivan was loving my mancunt. (more to come) [/font][/size]

My load soaked my fuzzy chest, firm pecs, all the way up to my well trimmed beard. I was surprised at the amount since this was my third load of the day, all produced while watching a video of the ripped 19 year old stud who was renting one of the smaller apartments in my building. On my computer screen, the webcam recording showed him going from fully clothed, to naked and hard, to shooting his hot teen spunk onto a pair of black lace panties(left on his bedroom floor by one of the sorority sisters who shared the 3 bedroom apartment above his). Every time I watched it, I always ended up cumming when he reclined on his bed and described fucking her in the stairwell only 5 yards from his landlord's (aka my) door. As the vid rolled on to his massive explosion, I began to get hard again but had to put it away before I rubbed myself raw. How did I find myself stroking to my hot, young buck-of-a-tenant? With a little luck, some careful planning and a bold goal. This was only stage one of my plan to transform Derek from a normal, innocent young ladies man into my personal plaything. It all began when he walked into my rental office and asked if I'd had a chance to look at his application for the smallest unit, hidden near the back of the building in the basement. Normally I do not rent to college guys, due in part to their irresponsible tendencies, and in part to my perpetual hardon whenever I am near one. Derek could see my reluctance before I spoke, and cut me off with a well thought out list of reasons why I'd be lucky to have him living there. After the usuals, like tidy habits, quiet hobbies, etc., he added that he was working two jobs to pay for school since losing his athletic scholarship due to a blown out knee. His warm smile, round cheeks, deep blue eyes and dusty blond hair made me want to say yes, but his tight tee shirt and shorts led me to say no. Still he persisted, practically begging, since his dorm was too loud to study and all the other apartments within walking distance of his jobs and the school were either too expensive or taken. I apologized and waved for him to leave, knocking down a stack of flyers accidentally. He bent to help me recover them, causing his sagging briefs to reveal his firm bvd covered buns. When he stood up, his shirt rode up, giving me a tantalizing view of the most chiseled abs I'd ever seen in real life. He moved in two days later, and soon his fan club included all of the ladies in the building as well. After he was let go from one of his jobs, I decided to take advantage of the situation, hiring him on as afternoon help in the office. Now that we were spending a few hours a day together, I discovered just how naïve Derek truly was. Everyday some girl would find an excuse to come interrupt us in order to check out Derek, but he would just blush and get shy. One of the smutty sorority girls from the third floor even came by in her bikini (on her way to the pool lol) and the only thing that proved he was alive was the obvious outline of hard teen meat in his pants. "damn those are nice tits." I said once she left. Derek was caught off guard but agreed whole-heartedly. "fuck yeah man, and what a sweet ass." he added while trying to discreetly readjust his hefty hard on. "wish she'd invite me out for a swim." "if you asked," I laughed at his innocence. "She'd let you tittyfuck her in the middle of times square." This began our free discussion of sex, which proved, as I thought, that Derek's experience was limited to some sloppy head from drunk party girls, and 4 sessions of missionary with a girl from his high school. Since he was too shy to approach girls outright, I suggested he try meeting them online. At first he seemed hesitant, until I told him about sites where girls with webcams would strip and masturbate if he found the right one. The next day was spent with him regaling me with tales of smutty bimbos creaming on cam, and his desperation upon discovering they'd do more if he had a cam too. Begin phase one: I offered to let him use the office computer after closing time as long as he was careful not to be seen. Meanwhile I downloaded security software so each of his sessions was saved for my pleasure. After a few weeks of scenes where he'd only whip it out at the end and usually cum off camera, I became proactive. The thing I should have mentioned before is my real profession: drugs. I make a tidy living selling to the local campus and surrounding area, with a select few of my employees living in the apartments, right next door to unsuspecting students and model citizens. One such employee was the same girl that gave Derek a fashion show in her string bikini, and she owed me big. A few months earlier she'd given in to temptation and spent 3 days with her ass in the air at a local frat house, getting gang banged and smoking almost 300 dollars in Tina, which she still owed me. She had no problem with my plan to work it off by seducing Derek and convincing him to perform a stroke show for her while she was "out of town." All it took was getting her to catch him at the computer one night and she had him. Friday night I could hear them fucking on every surface of his apartment, and from the sounds of it, he was talented. The following morning he was at my door by 7, recounting every glorious moment. "I could pound her cunt forever Mr. E," he praised. "it sucks that she is going to visit her family this weekend, but she wants to video chat tomorrow night. I want to make her squirt on the keyboard." "Then you better get some moves Derek," I said, leading him onto phase two. "Why don't you watch some dudes who jack off on cam for money, see what they do that works best, then copy it for her?" The result of his research was the video I can't stop watching, with another session the next morning. As expected, Derek became obsessed with getting her on his cock, which was difficult to fit in with his classes, afternoons in my office, evenings bussing tables at the old Chicago's, and the 90 minutes a day in the gym. He skipped a couple work outs to hook up with her, before I told her to only be free during his bussing shifts instead. this leads us to Phase three: deciding between paychecks and pussy. "so what should I do, sir?" he always called me by my last name or sir, which had me hard in no time. "Do I keep giving up shifts for the fuck of a lifetime, or do I tell her I can't do it then?" "first of all, she is just a piece of ass Derek," I educated him in the secret to women. "She seems magical now, but I bet I can find you another slit who is even hotter if she can't be bothered. Second, didn't you say you'd been doing those cam shows every weekend with her? Why not do a live show for a paying audience? Chances are you'd make enough in one night to equal a month at that shitty restaurant." He declined, but left with a look on his face that told me he wasn't as sure about it as he let on. When he went to his 'girlfriend' that evening and told her he needed to work, she informed him that he could either do her when she was free or she would find a new stud. Stunned and a little heartbroken, he went to work, but texted me when he was on his way home that night: Taking u up on offer 2 find new girl, and decided to do the pay show. C u tomorrow. Saturday night he did his first show and made enough that he quit his busboy gig before the clock hit midnight. A week later, he'd done three shows and had enough to splurge on some beer and brats, which I shared in. He'd never had any beer before, except a sip here and there to seem cool at parties, but my influence was having its desired effect, so he'd finished his third when my 'surprise guests' arrived at my door. Lana and Lois were two of my regular clients, buying enough each week to provide their clients with enough crystal for any and all dates they scheduled. As pros go, these two were the least skanky, but they still had the hints of 'will fuck for cash' in their clothes, make-up and long hair. Lana was some sort of Asian/Hispanic mix, with dark red loose curls, and per my instructions, she was wearing a pair of tiny shorts and a tight tank top. Lois was creamy white with black straight lochs, and her huge breasts were barely covered by her tight, see through dress. Derek sat in silence while I lead them inside and asked them to join us while I got them their goodies. Phase 4: introduce Derek to drugs as a side dish to hot pussy. As expected, his jaw dropped when I admitted to selling drugs to these "sweet grad students." if Lois hadn't sat in his lap when I brought it all out to measure it, he probably would have run for it, but after some drinks, he was all too eager to let her grind into his lap. Accepting a couple beers, they playfully flirted with us both, suggesting all the wicked things they could imagine happening if they got high with us. By the time I brought out a pipe and asked Derek if he minded if we smoked it, Lois had taken his hand and slid it between her thighs, riding his fingers and whispering how horny Tina made her. "Tina? Who are you talking about?" Derek asked, his eyes drifting to where Lana had joined me on the couch, her hand in my fly getting me hard. "this," she said, loading some crystals into a pipe, lighting it, and exhaling a giant cloud. "is Tina. Wanna try some? It make Dicks throb, pussies drip, and orgasms like you won't believe." "I don't do drugs," Derek said, regurgitating the line he'd been hearing since he could crawl. "isn't it bad for you?" "Yeah, but so am I," Lois moaned as she slid off his fingers and walked over to hand me the pipe. I took a huge hit and shotgunned it back to her before reaching out and tugging on her dress so her tits popped out of it. I leaned forward and took her nipple in my mouth while Lana and Lois hit the pipe, shotgunning back and forth. Derek stood up and walked over to our miniature orgy, pressing his huge bulge against Lois' bubble butt, but still declining the pipe. "Don't pressure him if he doesn't want to, he's just a kid Lois." I said dismissively, taking a huge hit while Lana fished out my hard 8 inch Dick and swallowed it whole. Really, I was fed up with his prudishness, and I winked at Lois who turned around and backed Derek into his seat. "That's okay," Lois said, stripping out of her dress entirely. "Lana and I will just fuck around with your boss. Maybe you can join us next time, but I guess it's just us grown ups tonight baby boy. Lock the door on your way out." Derek sat speechless while the three of us continued getting naked and grabbed the pipe to head for the bedroom. "How... How do I smoke it?" Derek's soft voice stopped us as we were almost out of sight. I smiled before turning back around a walking over to show him in nothing except my dogtags and socks. "go ahead and get him started while Lana and I get ready for you two." Lois said before pulling Lana into the bedroom and shutting the door. They knew I wanted to be alone with Derek when I got him addicted to meth, so I'd always be the first thing on his mind when he smoked it. "Hold this but don't inhale until I tell you," my hard dripping meat pulsed while I lit the torch and cooked the crystals, until a thick white cloud swirled out of the round bowl. "Ok, now suck as hard as you can boy." Derek did as he was told, inhaling until he couldn't anymore, then coughing hard for a minute while I took my turn. We did that back and forth, and in only a minute or two, Derek's whole body came alive and started humming for sex. "Get undressed for those hot bitches. We're wasting the smoke boy," I said, watching Derek peel off his tight tee shirts and slide off his basketball shorts, leaving him in tennis shoes and a pair of white briefs that barely contained his massive rod. "this time, exhale your smoke into my mouth and I'll do it for you too." When he leaned in to shotgun, his briefs grazed my thigh, causing us both to drip precum. When I returned the favor, I got closer so our lips were almost touching, bring our hard cocks together, separated by the thinnest of cottons. His next exhale, I leaned in and our lips rested against the other's, as I felt the pulse of his racing heart pumping through his shaft and head. The last hit before we went in the bedroom, I put my arm around his shoulders, and peeled away his briefs with my free hand, kissing him hard and gripping his penis for a long moment before striding away. When he recovered from shock, he ran after me, and we spent the next six hours trading off using the girls' in every combination imaginable. By the time we shot our loads, Lana was practically blacked out on the floor and Lois was hanging from my neck, sandwiched between us while we double fucked her pussy. I locked eyes with Derek as I covered his Dick in my semen, which freaked him out enough to make him pull out and spray his load on her ass. While Lois and I went to shower, Derek grabbed his clothes and ran off into the night... End of part one. Still to CUM: Derek craves more Tina, needs cash and agrees to fuck a girl on camera in exchange. Instead Derek discovers the last Phase in Mr. E's plan: taking Derek's cherry.

Last summer, I was short on time and money, so for vacation I bought day-passes to a nearby gay resort. Known for its high sexual energy, the place has a clothing optional, pool, patio and outdoor bar. To make the most of my time, I planned to squeeze in as much fun - and fucking as possible. This would mean not being as picky, or indecisive, or cautious as I usually am. I arrived at the inn early and chose a lounge chair in a sunny spot by the pool. I kept on my t-shirt and baggy shorts and settled down with a book. As guys showed up I would sneak occasional glances as they stripped down to their swimsuits and oiled up. Within two hours the place was packed. An older pair of black muscle daddies took the two chairs on my right. One of them stared right at me as they both completely undressed, then quickly donned matching red Speedos. Their cocks were two of the biggest that I’d ever seen. I was glad that I had peeked. I mentally put them on my “yes I would” list, but since they were a couple I didn’t hold much hope. They introduced themselves as Max and Troy, but soon put on earphones to listen to music. A group of six friends, three bears, two cubs and an otter took over most of the remaining empty lounges to the left and behind me. They were loud and friendly, greeting me, Max and Troy, and everyone else that looked their way. There were too many to keep track of, and their personal interactions made it difficult to determine if any were couples. The biggest and oldest bear had extensive tattoos on his arms and was wearing a pair of white boxers. They all joked how he had lost his swimsuit in some trick’s room the day before. The otter and the other bears wore baggy swim-trunks. One of the cubs wore pale blue Speedos and had a huge package. The other cub got completely naked and had a beautiful, furry bubble-butt. They both were mentally added to my to-do list. After settling in, they continued joking and laughing. At least one of them always seemed to be talking. They were quiet only one moment: when I stood up and removed my shirt and shorts. I’m hairy and a little on the short side, but I work out, so I’m what you’d call a fit cub. I was wearing a black, mesh thong that left nothing to the imagination. I guess they liked what they saw, because I heard one of them grunt “Woof.” Max also noticed and I saw him motion to Troy so that he could check me out too. Like I said, I needed to make the most of a short vacation. The otter, who sat to my left, seemed to be the leader. He was cute with wavy brown hair and fine blonde hairs all over his body. He was also the funniest. I was trying not to listen, but after one particularly funny remark, he caught me laughing at his joke. He gave me a little wink and flashed a big smile that moved him to the top of my “yes I would” list. He extended his hand and introduced himself as Peter. We chatted a few minutes and he offered to buy me a drink. We spoke for quite a while at the bar. He was overly sure of himself and pushier than I usually like, but he was easy to talk to and we had some common interests. Before finishing our second drinks, he brought up the subject of sex. We seemed a good match. (He: total top. Me: versatile bottom.) Both of us hated condoms and both of us had last tested negative. He suggested that I join him and his friends for dinner and dancing later that night. I accepted, sure that the evening would lead to something more. When we returned to the pool, the naked cub with the beautiful butt was sitting and chatting with Max and Troy. The rest of Peter’s friends were in the pool. Judging by all the discarded swimsuits, they were skinny dipping. Peter and I stripped naked and joined them. They were standing in shallow water that came up to my nipples. It was hard to see under the surface, but I suspected some of them were jerking off. Peter introduced me and space was made for us to join the circle. But instead of shaking my hand - their hands were all over me; squeezing my butt, pinching my nipples and tugging my cock and balls. Peter pulled me close and French kissed me. Someone else slid a finger up my asshole and worked it around roughly. When I squirmed Peter said, “Just go with it babe. Don’t make a scene,” and stuck his tongue further down my throat. “All lubed and ready now boys,” someone said behind me and removed his finger. “Let’s break this cub in.” I was a little scared, but my dick was rock hard, so I didn’t protest, especially as Peter’s kissing muffled my cry as somebody jammed his giant cock up my hole. Luckily, he held it there a moment while my ass got used to the intrusion. What had started as pain quickly turned to pleasure and my whole body relaxed as the cock slowly moved back and forth in my ass. “You like that dirty dick fucking your butt?” Peter asked. “Oh, yeah,” I managed to say. Dirty? “Good. We’ve got lots more if you’re up for it.” “Yes please.” I said more turned on than I’d ever been. I was a little nervous having sex in public. I looked around to see if anyone was watching, but all eyes were distracted elsewhere. I followed their gazes. Max and Troy were spit roasting the naked cub out in the open for all to see. “I’m getting close,” a voice said behind me. “Breed him,” Peter said. The voice behind me softly moaned as the dick in my ass pumped and unloaded deeply. “That’s one,” Peter said “Next.” The spent cock slowly pulled out and another took its place. Peter worked my nips and between kissing, he talked dirty to me, almost whispering. “Fucking slut, I knew you were a dirty cum whore the second I saw you. You like taking dirty cocks, don’t you? Gonna get you all charged up before the night is done.” The cock in my ass fucked faster and faster as Peter’s talk got nastier. Without losing pace, I felt the dick spasm in my ass and heard muffled grunts in my ear. “That’s two,” Peter said. The dick in my ass softened a bit, but maintained its size. “Milk that dirty dick,” Peter told me. “Milk every fucking drop.” I squeezed my ass muscles and massaged the cock until it pulled out. Peter asked “Who’s next?” From behind, a pair of tattooed arms wrapped tightly across my chest and lifted me several inches off the pool floor. Peter reached underwater and guided the big bear’s average-size, but rock hard cock into my cum-lubed hole. Peter kissed me some more, sandwiching me tightly between their naked bodies. They both talked dirty in my ears as the big bear fucked me slowly. The cub with the big package moved in to help hold me up and rubbed his impressive cock against my leg asking “You like that Daddy-dick fucking your ass?” “Oh yes.” “You ready to receive Daddy’s gift?” “Yes please.” “Yes please… what?” He fucked faster. “Yes please Daddy, please give me your gift.” The big bear made no attempt to be quiet. He grunted and growled with each spurt of cum shot in my ass. A few curious heads turned our way, but a moment later their attention was lost as Max cried out loudly and shot his load up the naked cub’s bubble-butt. The crowd of horny men cheered and applauded. Max pulled out and high-fived a couple guys, but the show wasn’t over. The cub turned around and offered his ass to Troy. “Squeeze tight,” Daddy told me. “Don’t lose a drop.” His cock fell out as they slowly lowered me down. “Next,” Peter said. “I’m going to enjoy this,” the cub with the big package said as he positioned himself behind me. By now I was loose enough and lubed enough to take most any cock, but as the cub’s dickhead push against my hole there was resistance. A few hard pushes and the head entered with a pop that made me cry out. Peter smiled an evil grin asking, “Feels good, doesn’t it?” “Oh…” was all I managed as the fat dick inched its way in. Then, “It’s too big, too big,” I said when I thought I couldn’t take anymore. Dizzy from the pleasure, I almost missed it when Troy came in the naked cub’s ass and the crowd again cheered in approval. “I’m only half in,” the cub said. “Keep going,” Peter instructed. I can honestly say I was grateful the cub had been slowly withdrawing from my ass, and I expected to be relived when he popped-out, but instead he pushed back in again. Then almost out again and back in. Out and back, each time going just a little deeper, each time stretching my innards a bit more. After a few minutes I felt the cub pressing up against my back. “I’m balls deep,” he said. “Go for it,” Peter said. The cub began thrusting harder, but now he didn’t pull out much at all, just an inch or two. I leaned on Peter to brace myself against the increasing force. The cub fucked faster, but deep in my guts. A wave of pain and intense pleasure filled and warmed my body. I couldn’t keep from crying out and the crowd around the pool was now watching me. “I told you not to make a scene,” Peter said. “Now everybody’s going to see you take your fourth poz load.” I looked him in the eyes, but couldn’t say anything as grunts of pleasure escaped my mouth. “That’s right slut. You never did ask them their status. Nothing I like better than watching poz peckers breeding neg hole.” “I’m gonna cum,” the cub shouted. The crowd started chanting, “Shoot! Shoot! Shoot! Shoot!” “You gonna take that dirty load?” Peter asked. “Yes!” I almost screamed. “Give me that dirty fucking load!” The crowd was stunned silent. The cub bucked and thrashed in the water as he filled my ass deep, loudly grunting with each pulse of his cock. He must have shot ten times. The crowd began to cheer and applaud before he had stopped shooting. He left his enormous cock inside me as he caught his breath. The crowd broke up and moved along. The cub that had taken Max and Troy’s loads got an oversized butt-plug out of his bag and threw it to Peter. Peter held it in front of me and said, “You wouldn’t want to lose a drop now.” “No,” I said, “I wouldn’t.” and “Thank you.” The cub pulled his giant cock slowly out of my ass. I felt empty for just a second then Peter slid the butt-plug inside me and I was full again. Peter kissed me softly. “Thank you,” I said, “For everything.”

I love to tag team bottoms with other tops but sometimes it's hard to find tops that want to do this. Sometimes they don't react at all when I contact them on hook up sites and sometimes they say they prefer 1-1 or they ask me to send more pics of myself.i always reply that I'm not the one going to get bred...when im looking for tops I glance quickly at their pics and if they r in decent shape with decent cock it's good enough for me. I have organized gangbangs and sexpartys where there is good vibe among tops but sometimes it's just plain awkward...it's fun to be egging other tops on while they fuck a bottom and when they step aside and let u take over and start egging u on. But I guess that's what makes it excites...u never know what to expect.

I don't know who planted the load that finally converted me, but I know when it happened. You see, I work at a medical testing lab running blood and urine samples all day long. We do all kinds of testing: drug, disease, CBC, etc. In order to ensure the accuracy of the test machines we have various samples of blood with all the pathogens we test for. We run "calibration" tests often. When I started barebacking more and more, I got in the habit of running my own blood through for the HIV calibration test. Then it happens. The antigen test with my blood shows hiv antigens. I must say the initial shock passes quickly; I know the machines can be wrong. I run a PCR test to see if my blood is truly toxic. My viral load is north of 5 million. So this is it. After being less inhibited and less careful and taking more risks and more loads, it happens. I have an arednaline rush and my hands shake some. I feel tingly, numb, thrilled. I guess I feel a little more shock when the PCR test was done, but I start thinking about it. I think about how toxic my blood and cum are. I think about how *my* cock could deliver a life changing load of *my* seed, and I suddenly realize my cock is hard, rock hard, straining against my clothing. The thrill of knowing the power I have between my legs is intoxicating. Before I finish my shift I start making dates. That evening I visit Nicky. Nicky is a gorgeous boy with a strong taste for tina. I don't touch the stuff, but I always get extra hard when I find a vein and send whoever I am with spinning. When I get to Nicky's place I tell him he has to empty his balls into my ass before I will slam and fuck him. Nicky is thick and about 7 inches. He tries to fuck me well, but I can tell he really wants my cock and a hit of tina inside him. He stretches me out good and leaves about a quart of jizz sloshing in me. I can tell he is aching more and more for tina and my deadly cock... although he doesn't know that last bit about me... yet. I want my first poz top fuck to be worthy of my newly toxic status. I think how I am about to do something major to him that cannot be undone. My hard cock gets harder and harder. While I mix the tina and fill the rig I was wonder how to rough up Nicky's hole without being too obvious. Then inspiration strikes... Nicky has already tied off and is itching, dying for that hit of crystal. I find his vein easily. Out comes the plunger, making the clear potion in the syringe dark red with Nicky's blood. In goes the plunger, sending that burn up his arm and straight to his brain. He gives a small gasp and shakes a litle as the tina goes to work. Now he is staring at my cock. "How about a little extra?" I ask. From the look on his face, I can tell he is curious but not sure what I mean. I take the needle and slide it into my vein. Out comes the plunger, filling the clear tube with my concentrated death serum. I look at it. Nicky looks at it and looks at me. I slide the needle into his vein again and pull the plunger out some more. Our blood - my lethal and his spiked- mix. In goes the plunger, and with it my mark is forever on him. I can see the look in his eyes. His mouth quivers a little as he catches his breath. He is deeply into it, but not at the level I am. I have precum flowing down my shaft. Nicky licks it all up, and sucks me deep. Then I go to work on his ass. My cock is hard beyond belief. I show no mercy. Only my precum and Nicky's spit lube my cock. I thrust in balls deep and push deeper. I fuck as hard as I can. I can hear Nicky wimper with each especially hard shove of my deadly cock. I am at the edge. In addition to the intense hot pleasure of violating Nicky's beautiful ass, my mind is flashing on the poison welling up in my throbbing cock; the seed of change. Finally I give him my second load of biotoxins. I see he has cum again from my fucking. Later that night I am finally able to mate with a kid from adam4adam who has been teasing my cock for almost 4 weeks. Him waiting, playing shy, and not meeting the first night we chatted makes a lasting difference for him. I gather from our chats that he is the only son of a well to do family from the east coast. He is finishing his first year of college. He tells me he is a virgin. At first I assume that's a load of crap but later I believe him. He says he has been using his fingers to anally pleasure himself since he was 12, and he just knows a cock in his ass will be amazing, like it's his calling. As we chat almost every night on a4a, he makes a big deal of how conflicted he is. He says he knows safe sex is best, but he wants his "first time" to be special... and raw. I figure he's just being a cock tease but I play along. At first he asks me a few times if I am clean. I tell him, honestly at the time, that I am. At some point he stops asking, but he keeps teasing. Finally he gives me his address and asks me to come over. He opens the door and he's not disappointing. He's cute, slender without being skinny, and he smiles at me in a way that tells me I meet with his approval too. I go in and he closes the door. I gently use my fingers to lift his chin so he is looking up at me. I kiss him; I slide my tongue in his mouth. His arms wrap around my waist and he presses his body to mine. I feel his hard cock through his pants. He leads me to his bedroom and we continue to make out and undress. I take a quick break to pee and while I am in his bathroom I see a razor sitting on the sink. I laugh to myself as I bet he needs to shave once a week at most. I go back to the bedroom and he's totally naked now. I soon join him and we continue to make out, our cocks growing harder and harder. As he sucks my cock (clumsily) I notice he has some hair around his pink hole. I get up and order him to follow me. He does so obediently. Good boy. We go to the bathroom and climb into the tub. I sit on the edge of the tub and bend him over my knee. I run some warm water and finger his hole to open him up some. I soap his ass up and grab his razor. I go to work shaving his hole clean. Every so often I stick a finger or three inside. The soap stings him a little, which is good since it makes him not notice that I am also using his razor to makes some small cuts just inside his relaxed anus. I rinse him off good and lead him back to bed. I make him lay on his tummy with his ass in the air, and I start to rim him. He is groaning with pleasure. My tongue dances over his sensitive little boy cunt, and slides inside now and then. He pushes his ass back against my face, wanting more. He is going to get more... much more. I think about how in the previous weeks when he chatted with me he would chicken out... tease my cock to a diamond like hardness then back out and ask to chat more later. I decide he is going to be punished for teasing me that way, and he's going to be punished for being a barebacking little faggot. I drop a wad of spit on the tip of my cock and spread it over the head. He has his arms folded so that his head rests on his hands. I move his arms down by his side and place his hands on his back. Now he is down on his chest with his ass in the air. His arms are in such a position as to be useless. He is vulnerable. He is mine. I move the head of my cock against his hole. I put my hands on each of his shoulders and hold him down. I rocket my hips forward as hard and fast as I can. My whole cock goes all the way in. He shakes and screams in pain. I think to myself, "This is your punishment for being a cock tease." I hold a pillow over his mouth until he stops screaming. I let him catch his breath and give him more brutal thusts. He starts to make noise again and I cover his mouth with the pillow again. He is struggling in vain against me. His hole is tight and clenching around my swelling cock. I keep thrusting. I show no mercy. He is whimpering, "Please, please, please... it hurts... please stop... please..." I thrust harder and see tears running down his face. As I continue to pull out and brutally push in, again and again, I can see in the dim light of the bedroom that my cock is covered with blood from his torn up hole. I remember how toxic I am. I wonder if the precum alone would convert him. I think about him... so young... such a... a what? A blank canvas! Yes, that's it... he's my blank canvas and I am going to make him be what I want. I will take away his plans and he will be, for the rest of his life, an example of my work. This is his punishment for being a barebacking slut the first time he gets fucked. I ram harder and harder, more and more. He is crying quietly and his whole body shakes as I climax. My deadly cock shoots like a gun... bang, bang, bang, bang bang. I pull out and make him lick my cock clean as he continues to cry. I get dressed and go home without saying a word. To be continued...

Some of the circumstances described below are true, but the flow of events is really the fruit of my sleeping mind… Returning home, I found my door closed, not locked, which is quite unusual for me. Sensing some noises from the living room, I was stopped by a friend of mine who has the key of my flat. We kissed, as we usually do, and I was really happy to find him there. He explained that he planned a visit to my city and got in touch with some guys to have a good time. Entering the living room I could see six to eight naked men, fucking, sucking, kissing… Next thing I know I’m fucking raw a guy with his muscled back tattooed all over with small red hearts. A guy appears standing o top of him and I start sucking him. He motions to take his cock out of my mouth and I understand he wants to piss. I grab his butt and don’t let him, he starts to piss in my mouth and I get even harder when I feel his chemmed piss going down my throat. I’m back to my friend and we kiss passionately and I feel his tongue feeding me with X. I take a glass of water and realize it’s laced with G and I know Im headed for a warm place. Looking to my side I watch a guy preparing his arm to get slammed by himself, he’s quite muscled and as I can see his prominent veins I offer my help, I register the slam and slowly administer it. When he takes the elastic band out of his arm and starts coughing hard I lean down to lick the small droplets of blood out of his arm and I feel someone’s fingers pushing a rock inside my hole. After the burn, inside, I feel the almost burn, outside: my skin gets hot and I start sweating even more, all over, and this black guy shoves his thick cock all the way in my hole. Without all the chems, it would take me a while to accommodate it, but the only sensation I get is being filled and I start craving for his cum. He shoots deep inside and leaves my hole open and dripping. My friend takes the opportunity to lick his cum and starts kissing me. No wonder I woke up hard and smiling.

I agree that so many guys on any hookup site are flakes. Some are fearful or have regrets. One time I was chatting up a guy in a nearby city (40 minute drive) and he was all hot and bothered to breed me. He invites me over, gave me his address and directions to get there. So i was already douched and ready and drove over. The very first turn he gave me was wrong, so I knew I was in trouble. No such address! I was so pissed! I never will go out of town like that again. I guess you just live and learn.

I think you are going to get a lot of support here to go for it and let your FB cum in you. You will also get a lot of support if by chance you do end up poz someday. I`m a poz friendly guy and I feel all should be enjoyed.

Could use a place to crash in Portland Sunday the 27th. Of course my holes will be yours to use and share, and I hope you do lots of both. Hit me up and let me know if you're interested. I'm 26, 6'1, 175lbs, bottom. Shoot me a text if you want. 509-714-2655

Sounds like fun to me!

Friday was Cumunion in Berkeley and a friend wanted to go, exploring hid piggy side so I drove him down. Was pretty slow night for me, but things started looking up after a few Grindr post to guys near by, giving them my room number. Not many takers even with a little advertising. Suddenly as I was getting ready to cruise the halls and backroom a nice looking black boy shows up and push me back in my room, drops his towel and begins feeding me his cock, didn't seem very large when I first stared sucking but grew rapidly to be moderately thick and close to 10 inches long, defiantly a grower not a show'r I get him hard,even deep throat in him a few times when he turns me around and slides into my hole in one slow thrust and I can feel the head pressing on my second ring he pulls back and slams into my deepest part and keeps fucking me, making me his bitch for another 45 to hour with just a short break about 30 minutes in where I sucked and cleaned off his cock before he slammed back into my quivering hole, never asked his status but he told me he unloaded 4 times in me. As I began my cruise of the halls following cum slowly dripping down my leg I believe this might have been him

Oh man, I loved the twist at the end! It was a hot story without it---but that final paragraph...fucking WOW!

I first heard the term in 2007. I was a little behind the times. Met a guy for a hook up. Asked if I wanted to bareback. Once he said what it was, we barebacked and I never went back. Have no intentions of going back.

So I dropped off a friend at the airport and decided to meet up for a random on the way back.... told a couple guys who i saw cock shots only to meet me at a rest area... when i got there i found lots of trees and a couple empty parked cars so i decided to get out and follow he trail... found me a jackpot... as i was walking up the trail found a couple hot studs who took a liking to me in my little booty shorts.... i walked up to them and their nakedness and dropped to me knees.... next thin i know its a swordfight in my mouth until they were nice n sloppy.... then one picked me up an pulled my shorts down... i nent over a nearby bench and let them fill me up.... and the best part a random third guy showed up and bred me too... Fucking awesome!!!

Ask a guy to come out to my lake house, he obliged. Though he was an hour away, I got ready to have my ass pounded. Took a shower and dildo'd myself until I felt ready. He was still a half hour away so I got dressed up in some stockings, a thong, and threw on a short dress. about 7:30pm he pulls up in a tan truck, Excited I walked around the side of my house and waved him over. He walked up to me and called me "cute",. hugged me and we went inside. I walked him into my living room, where I had laid out a blanket on one of the couches, we made out for a sec, and then I went for his cock. Opened up his pants and pulled his boxers down, I engulfed his member all the way, held it,. and bobbed on him for a minute or so,.. after that he picked me up and put me on the couch with my legs on his chest,. he pushed in spreading my legs revealing my boi cunt,. he pushed his cock straight in,. and I moaned with pain, he held it,. and I relaxed,. Fucking me hard, my cunt was becoming nice and loose,. smack smack smack,. until he asked with his cock deep inside me, "you want that load, baby",. I moaned a hard yes,. and he began to fuck me even harder,. shaking the couch and the walls,. pound pound pound,.and then I felt him explode inside me,. holding me down legs against my chest, filling my cunt with spunk... Afterwards he called me a woman,. or rather "now you're a 'woman'" ,. I gave him a kiss,. and he left, I got dressed for bed with his load deep inside me, and passed out hallucinating,.

I was extra horny a few days ago and I posted an add on cl looking for a top. I am super tight and made sure he knew he would need to take his time. He asked if he could do me bare as that was his preference. I agreed and got his address. He asked for an anon situation and I was eager to oblige. He told me to come to his apartment and the door would be open. He gave me directions on what room to go in. The room was dark and he had a blanket and pillow on the floor. He told me to get naked and get on my hands and knees and wait for him. Minutes after I arrived and got into the position he requested he entered the room. He came in front of me and had me give him head. He took total control (which I just love) and was fucking my mouth deep. I gaged here and there but that didn't bother him. He moved in back of me and without saying a word started giving me an amazing rim job. He got my ass nice a wet and started to lube me up. He put it on my ass and worked it into my hole slowly. One finger, then more lube, then two fingers. I could tell he knew how to open a tight ass. He then pushed my head to the ground and said he wanted my ass up high. He then pushed into me inch by inch. He waited for me to adjust to his size and then he entered me balls deep. He started very slow. Pulling his cock almost out then deep back in. He felt so good. He said "boy your ass is tight I wont last long. I told him to fuck me harder. I wanted his cum. He fucked my cum right out of me. He gave me an amazing fuck and when he was ready to cum he asked if I was ready to be his cum hole. I said give it to me deep. He pushed all the way in and I could feel his cock spasm in my tight hole. He pulled out and told to get my shit and leave. I left with his load deep in my ass. When I got to my car I saw he sent an email. He said "that was a great tight ass and I can't wait to use it again.

As of late, I've been helping my top partner tag-team his btm pals on weekends... it's incredibly hot. Recently, we had another top join and we all shared 2 hot bottom men over night. There's just so many more options for hot sex with more than 2 people. And, while I luv feeling cock and cum in my arse, there's nothing better than feeling a tight welcoming hole wrapped around your pole either -- Now, that being said, I would personally feel a bit anxious about walking into a room of unknown men (and potentially superior tops) expecting me to fuck and breed a new hole -- esp. one that I may not be any attraction to. Call me old fashion, but "any port (hole) in a storm" doesn't get me going -- in fact, nothing gets me hard (or wet) like attraction, a great smile and a hot kiss!

When a group of tops tag teams a bottom is really hot for the bottom, the tops, and the guys watching. After edging for a while and sharing the bottom, once one of the tops starts creaming the hole is just a matter of seconds before they all want to deposit and mix their load.

What to do Next I was stunned at all I heard. I went home and looked up the term 'bug chasing' to discover its meaning. I now understood why I only had the flu for 3 days, I had the 'fuck flu'. I sat in my dorm room figuring out what to do next. Then I remembered the tattoo I was given and figured out its true meaning. Thank god our firm showers are singles. I couldn't imagine how I'd explain that to my dorm mates (let alone my roommate). All through the week I tried to put it out of my mind. I did my best to avoid being naked or shirtless around my roommate. As the weekend drew closer I find myself wishing that the drug trial was still going on, I could use a hit of what they were giving me. Then I thought, 'was it really a sex drug or something else. I then thought about the two roommates I meet and exchanged numbers with a couple weeks back. I asked if I could meet up and talk with them this weekend. They gave me their address (just off campus). I headed over to their place, the walk only took 10 minutes. They welcomed me with a hug and a kiss. I was really glad to see these guys and hoped they could help me figure out what to do next. They were shocked that I was duped. They asked how I was doing with the thought of being poz. I was honest that it was a big shock but what could I do know, there was no going back. They reach shared that their pozing was just as much of a shock as mine was, but they learned to embrace it and were now able to fuck bareback all the time and with meds they were very healthy. As we sat there they asked me what my plans were for the night. I was honest when I told then that deep down I wish that the drug trial was still going on, I'd really like a hit of what I was getting during that time. They smiled and let me in on a little secret, they were hoping I might party with then that night, possibly spend the weekend with them high as fuck and fucking high. They knew by my smile that that was a yes. As they pulled out supplies they gave me a Viagra (to offset the effects of the Tina). I watched intently as they prepared the needles and explained the entire process. After the points were prepared they began to undress, so I followed their lead. Once we were all naked I followed them to the bedroom. One of then put porn on as the other one told me to lay back on the bed. It was explained to me how to administer a slam. I was so eager to have that 'shot' I was so ready, ready to get high, ready to fuck. We began to mange kiss, lick and suck as we waited for the Viagra to take effect. As we worked ourselves up one of the guys slipped a cock ring on me which increased the intensity of my throbbing cock. I was told to lay back as the black roommate began to get between my legs. They told me that he loves to be inside a nice ass when he is slammed. He eased his cock inside my ass while the white roommate prepared my arm while continuing to explain the process. He fixed a piece of rubber very tightly on my arm, then wiped a prominent vein with alcohol and with nice skill he slipped the point into my arm. He explained the flash of blood I was familiar with from the 'dug trial' indicating he was I the vein, then pushed the plunger down emptying the Tina into my vein. While I was getting my skin the black guy did his own and as soon as the point was out of my arm he began to slowly fuck me. I was made to wait a couple minutes as I began to feel my arm 'go to sleep' due to the cut of blood flow. He was ready to start pounding away at my hole as the tourniquet was pulled off and my arm raised over my head. I felt the temperature jump as the other roommate did his slam before giving me his cock to suck. I could feel cum leaking from his cock as he stroked my hard cock. We switched positions over the weekend and I got my first time to top Tina. We did a few more slams and by mid day Sunday we were all spent. They had gone through their entire stash and let them know that next time I could help pay for supplies.

This happened a couple of weeks ago. At about 10:00 PM I left work and, as it was a rather warm night, in fact one of the first in the season, I decided to walk home. It would be a fairly long walk, in fact a few miles, but as I had skipped the gym that day it seemed like a good idea. I was in a suit, but had taken off my tie. Only a few blocks from the office I passed through a busy area of town for straight nightlife when I ran into some friends. It was a mixed group of gays and straights, girls and guys. I knew many of the people, but by no means all of them, honestly wasn't there long enough to focus on the new people. I did, however, run into my friends John and Todd, who were a couple. Todd was planning to go back to the office to finish a project and John was going to drive him there and go home. After only a drink, I was ready to go as well. John said if he saw me walking after he dropped Todd at the office that he'd pick me up and give me a ride home. I thought his offer was sweet, but I declined, explaining that I wanted to stretch my legs, and certainly didn't want him to go out of his way. We all left together and, after bidding each other good by, went our separate ways, Todd and John in their car and I started walking back home. After walk of 10 to 15 minutes, I was about half way home when a car pulled over next to me and I heard the driver ask "Want a ride?" "Sure," I replied, thinking it was John and I jumped in the car, which immediately pulled away from the curb even as I shut the door. As I was putting my bag on the floor. I looked over and was shocked. It wasn't Todd or John. It was some other guy. "What the fuck?" I asked, adding "Dude, who are you? I thought you were my friend John picking me up." The driver laughed and replied "Don't worry. I'm Ramses. I saw you walking, thought you were cute and decided to pick you up." I was stunned at how forward he was about it. I must have been looking at him like he was a psycho-killer because he said, "I couldn't totally tell if you're gay. I'm hoping you are because I think you're cute." At this point I was still processing my situation, but even so answered "Yes, I'm gay." We chatted as he drove and he asked where I lived and he actually drove me home. I was shocked that I wasn't getting stuffed in the trunk or drugged and killed by now. He was a really nice guy. He told me that he was from Egypt and had moved here for school and stayed. We kept chatting in front of my building in his car and I decided on the spur, to ask him up for a drink or coffee. He parked the car (miraculously finding a space on my block) and came upstairs. As I was making us a couple of drinks, he asked if I had a boyfriend. I said no. I asked if he did, he said no. I gave him his drink and went in my room to change. We were talking still as I was walking down the hall. I changed into some jeans and took off my shirt so I was in an undershirt and jeans. I went back in the living room and he said, "You really are very sexy." "Thanks," I replied, thinking to myself Ramses was quite attractive, even if I was somewhat uncomfortable with his pick-up techniques. Still, the dude was in my house, and as we had both finished our drinks, I had some duties as a host to be gracious, so I took our glasses into the kitchen to make a couple more drinks. Ramses followed me, and, as I stood at the counter, he took me in his arms, leaned in and kissed me. His lips were soft and warm. I kissed him back and started to feel his body. I undid his shirt and helped him out of it. His chest and torso were well muscled, and lightly dusted with hair. Very nice, indeed. I went for his nipples and started to suck them and he went wild, clearly enjoying the attention. Then I undid his pants, pushed them down and grabbed his hard six inch uncut cock and sucked it, dropping to my knees in the process. This was so hot. I didn't know this dude at all and his cock was in my mouth. I started telling me what a good cocksucker I was and how American boys were really good at sucking cock. "Let's go to the bedroom," Ramses suggested. Once there we both stripped off the rest of out clothing, and Ramses took a seat on the bed as I went down between his legs, resuming my efforts to blow him. At some point I stopped sucking him and got up on the bed to make out with him and he asked if I liked to get fucked. "Yes," I replied. The lube was on the bedside table because I hadn't put it away after jerking off in the morning. He grabbed it and handed it to me. He asked if I had condoms, to which I replied 'No'. "Neither do I," Ramses commented. As I continued stroking his cock, now slick with lube, he asked "Do you still want to get fucked?" Without hesitation I replied "Fuck, yeah." He smiled at me, turned me over and lined his cock up with my hole, pushing his cock head into my ass. I yelped in discomfort. He stopped and held it there as I strove to relax myself to accommodate his cock. Then we started fucking. I had a bare cock in my ass from a dude I had just met about 45 minutes before in odd circumstances and I was so turned on by it. He started saying what a sweet ass I had and how good I took his dick. We fucked for about 15 minutes and he shot his load in my ass without asking. I was so turned on that I came when I felt his cum shooting inside me. He got up and was getting dressed. He said that I was a great fuck and he's glad I wanted it bareback. He said so many American guys want to use condoms, not like back home in Egypt where any guy who bottomed would do so knowing he would take the top's cum in his ass. He gave me his number and we have fucked a few times since. It's always after work and he says that he loves to fuck guys but won't date them as he only dates women. I don't care though. I just want his cock and cum. He says I'm the best American ever. LOL.

We gulped some water, to re-hydrate and relaxed, checking our apps and pc. It turned out that some of our friends wanted to come and join the fun. We explained the situation for our new buddy and he seemed eager to get to know them; not only to fuck a few, since he was still hard, but also to have their loads. I wanted him to fuck me some more, but this time, having his and my bf’s cocks inside of me, at the same time. Not surprisingly he said yes. There I was on top of him, with my bf’s cock sliding along his when the bell rang: the first to appear were a couple of friends, both tops, with a bottom guy they brought from the sauna, quite tweaked. Our friends were into some heavy stuff and they had this guy slammed, at the sauna, on a sling, getting fucked raw by several guys. Hence, the large buttplug he had in his hole. Fred was 65, 174, 72, goatee, short hair, smooth, with a dangerous 22cm cock: spiked PA he used to do real damage to a bottom’s hole, Tony was 35, 189, 92, bald, no facial hair, smooth, covered with tattoos, one of them, a bio-hazard sign right above his beautiful 19cm thick cock. The tweaked guy was not in conditions to present himself, but the three of us got to know he was Matt, 26, 170, 62, regular hair, no facial hair, a bit hairy, a nice round butt that showed some abuse; was almost as red as the buttplug… His cock was almost invisible, shrivelled by the slammed tina. It took no time to have them undressed: Matt, entirely, Fred and Tony, with their military boots, leather chaps and vests on top of their harnesses. Me and my boyfriend wondered how our new buddy could handle Fred and Tony, but while doing so, he was already on the floor licking Tony’s boots while Fred was pissing on him. I kneeled and got some of that piss for myself, noticing it was loaded with chems, making me buzz, once again. Fred and Tony wanted to experience on our new friend and presented two rigs to slam him, planning to turn him into a cum dump as willing as Matt. We all went to our playroom and place our foreign friend on the sling; arms and legs up. Fred and Tony carried Matt to place his hole right above our friend’s mouth and had me to explain him he was to swallow all the cum Matt accumulated in the sauna. He just smiled and opened his mouth, tongue out. Me and Tony took care of the slams while my boyfriend secured Matt’s buttplug. Fred was just being Fred: rimming our friend’s hole, feeding it with lube laced with coke. After the veins were found and the slams registered and applied, our friend’s eyes almost disappeared into the back of his head, his humming returned and sweat covered his entire body, as far as we could see; Tony and Fred had him put his military boots on… My boyfriend unplugged Matt’s hole and it was glorious to watch the flow of all the cum mixed with blood right into our new friend’s throat. No spillage, all inside. I had the sensation of watching everything in slow motion, almost sensing the pleasure of my new friend in my brain cells. We rotated Matt on top of him so he could fuck Matt – still hard, the fucker, while some other things were about to happen. Fred was busy relaxing our friend’s hole and preparing it for an invasion I believed never had happened before. Helped with the tina and coke in his system, our friend’s hole was accommodating our biggest dildo, with no signs of pain or even discomfort. When that was swiftly pushed out of him, we all saw his rosebud in full glory. Not much time to admire it as Fred was eager to rape our friend, knowing what the spikes would do inside. On that moment, we heard our friend moan and realized he had shot his load inside of Matt who also shot his load and then collapsed on top of our friend. Fred was fucking deep and it took not much time to groan and to shoot his load inside. In no time, I kneeled to clean that gorgeous cock, covered with cum and blood, just taking care of the dangers of that PA. My bf was then fucking Matt on the mattress, leaving our friend more at ease to endure Tony’s treatment; shoving his cock all the way in and pulling it out, over and over again, slapping our friend’s butt while doing so, turning it red. I suppose they shot at the same time, which made me to decide to get Tony’s cum out of my friend’s hole, leaving the cleaning of his cock to Matt. Fred and Tony decided they had accomplished their mission and took off, taking Matt with them. I was left wondering if they were going back to the sauna. That gave us three a good opportunity to make a break, to drink and to snort some of the coke Tony and Fred had left with us.

The unrealistic - at least, highly unlikely - fantasy is to somehow hook up with an old school biker - big beard, long hair, hairy & tattooed body, ripe sweaty pits and foreskin, greasy denim, the works - who after he gets me used to taking his beercan cock deep and often then starts sharing me with his similarly hairy and raunchy riding buddies. Eventually would love to have him sitting on my face, my tongue buried in his sweaty asshole as he holds my legs out of the way for his friends to fuck me using his big, thick, creamy load as the lube. The (hopefully) achievable one is to find a bearded bearish top to breed my furry ass in public at the "Up Your Alley" street fair in SF. I've got jeans with the ass ripped out so it should be entirely possible to make a quick, hot plow 'n plant happen without attracting the attention of the Anti-Fun Patrol. A few acquaintances to act as a screen, one of the recessed doorways - there's a number of ways to make it work, I think. Any cum would be hot - but I have to admit it would be especially hot to have him whisper something like "Enjoy this POZ CUM recharge!" in my ear as he unloads balls-deep in my ass! Last year I had a man who pisses like a busted fire hydrant hose me down on the street - probably asking too much to have that happen while my furry cumhole is getting filled, but it's nice to think about!

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The Problem of Justin The next afternoon, Wednesday, my phone buzzed with a text from an unknown number. I opened it and it was from Justin. “Hey Tom, Hope I am not interrupting anything. Justin here from last night.” “Nope, just left my last class of the day, and have a bit of time to kill before practice.” “Cool, I really got hard with our discussion last night. I was wondering if you could tell me more about how it feels to have a cock without a condom on inside you.” I smiled as I re-read the second text. I think I had him almost willing to take bare cock now, the hard part was going to be convincing him to take Poz bare cock. “Sure, what did you want to know exactly? Kinda hard to describe in texts.” “Well, does it feel different than with a condom? That’s all I really know.” “Oh yea, so much better! And my roommate tells me that he loves the feel of my uncut cock sliding into his ass without a condom on. When I top, I know it feels SOOO much better, I can really feel the heat of the guy’s ass on my cock.” “Cool. Guess I need to find someone I trust to try it with then. J” “Yea, trust is important with bare sex. Hey, you got time this weekend to meet up? Can be near you or up here near me.” “Can I let you know later this week? Gotta see what classwork I have.” “Sure, not much going on for me. We are still months out from meets, so Practices are only Monday thru Thursday.” “Cool. Well, thanks for responding and will talk to you later.” “Later Justin.” I now knew I had him on the bareback sex, the next step would be to convince him that taking Poz loads would be ok. That was going to be the harder hurdle. Well, I would ask Rob if he had any ideas and see what we could come up with. I really wanted to make Dad proud of me for getting him another Boy to knock up. Even though I knew he was having sex with other guys, and that there had been guys before me, I think that I hold a very special place with him since I am not only his Poz son, but also his biological son. Friday morning I got a text from Justin as Rob and I were relaxing in bed trying to get the energy to get up for Friday classes. Chris has come over after practice the night before and we had both given him two more poz loads as well as both getting a load from him each. If he didn’t watch it, he would soon be joining us in the Poz Wrestlers club. “Hey Tom” Justin said “Hey buddy, gonna have time to meet this weekend?” “Yea, looks like it. Want to come hang around in Georgetown?" “Sure. I’ll text you when I wake up and we can figure where to meet then. Sounds good?” “Great! Look forward to meeting you.” “Same here.” “So,” Rob asked, “Who’s texting so early on a Friday morning?” “This guy Justin who my Daddies want to fuck. He was safe only, and I think I got him to the point where he’ll take a cock bare, but he is afraid he might catch something. I need to try to convince him that it would just be better to poz up and then he can be the cumdump he was meant to be.” “Hmm, sounds like a tough nut to crack. Is he into younger guys, or just older guys?” “I think mostly older guys, though I think he is so horny right now that he’d take any cock that would fuck him. I told him about us, and he said he wished he could get his roommate to fuck him.” “Well, we do have a special arrangement don’t we” Rob said with a smile and a quick peck on the lips. “Speaking of Special arrangements, my cock could really use some relief right now in your ass.” “Only if I get some relief in yours after.” I replied with a smile. Rob moved on top of me and we began to kiss as our cocks grew between us. Soon he slid his cock into my ass, and pounded away for about 5 minutes and then shoved all the way in as he sprayed my insides with his morning load. Once his cock began to soften, he pulled out and straddled me, sliding my rock hard cock into his ass. I let him adjust, then flipped us over and pounded his hole viciously till I felt my load rising. Just before I shot, I pushed all the way in and let my cum shoot into the deepest parts of Rob’s ass. I shot for about a minute till I knew that I had completely unloaded in him. I slowly pulled out as we kissed again. “Ok, We should go get breakfast and think more on your little cumwhore in the making.” Rob said as he rolled off the bed. We grabbed sweats and tees, forgoing underwear as usual. Slipping on flip flops, we headed out to the dining hall. We chatted about various ideas on getting Justin to willingly take poz loads, and came up with a couple of directions for me to direct him towards; the big thing would come when I met with him and would see how he responded to some of them. After Breakfast, we headed back to the room, got ready for the day, and went our separate ways.

Rob & Tom’s First Conquest Here it was, a little less than two months since I had left home and started college. Now, not only had I met and been knocked up by my dream daddy, and my real daddy, but I also had helped knock up my new best friend and fuck buddy. Early October, Rob and I went to the local free clinic and got tested to confirm that we were both poz. Our test results came back just as we hoped, poz. They wanted to put us on meds, but we asked for time to think it over; and so we’d be more potent to knock up the other guys on the wrestling team. With our confirmed status, it was now time to start passing on our bug to the other guys on the team, but the question was, who first? Rob wanted to start big, and get Jon and Seth pozzed up so that they could share it with their other hookups. I thought we should start with one or two of the guys in our own class. We decided that we’d kinda feel out who we wanted the most and see which one bit first on taking our poz loads. With that agreed, the next day, Rob hung out with Jon to see if he could set up a group session with all four of us. I hung out with Chris after practice, and tried my moves to get the bi boy to take my raw cock bare in his ass. I really wanted to poz him up, since it would mean not only guys getting our virus, but also possibly some girls getting knocked up with my family DNA. After chatting about wrestling, and how it often makes me horny, I had Chris on the hook. He was boned up to find a place for us to fuck. I texted Rob and asked him to let me have the room for a few hours so I could get Chris back, and hopefully knocked up. But I also secretly told him to come back 'early' so he could possibly also add his toxic cum to Chris. Chris and I headed back to my room, subtly groping each other as we made our way across campus from the gym. Once back in the room, we both fell on each other and began to kiss and strip each other. As I pushed his jeans and boxers down, I dropped to my knees and began to suck on Chris’ cut cock. It quickly grew in my mouth to its full seven inches. Chris stood me up, and pushed my jeans down and my half hard uncut cock sprang out at him as I had not worn my boxers after practice. He was quickly gobbling my foreskin and sucking my cock down to the root with my head hitting the back of his throat. Chris definitely knew how to suck cock. We fell onto the bed and quickly were in a 69 position, each sucking on the other’s cock. I popped his cock out of my mouth and began to work my way towards his tight pucker. Chris moaned around my cock as I began to work my tongue into his hole. It tasted sweet, his sweat and shower gel making a great taste in my mouth. Soon, Chris pulled me up for a kiss and I slid between his legs. As we kissed, I rubbed my cock on his ass, occasionally catching the head on his hole. Each time my cock would catch, he would let out a slight moan of pleasure. I decided to go for it, and the next time my cock was at his hole, I began to push in. Chris grabbed my hips, and helped me slide raw into his ass. He broke the kiss and told me to fuck him hard, as he liked it rough. With just my spit and his as lube, I knew it was going to be a rough fuck and probably have more than he expected from it. I bent Chris in half and pounded his hole as hard as I could while we kissed. He continually groaned in pleasure from the rough fuck I was giving him, and before either of us knew it, his cock began to shoot a load of his neg jizz all over our stomachs and chests. As his hole clenched with each pulse of his balls unloading, it brought me that closer to unloading my toxic cum into his roughed up hole. I wanted to make it last a bit longer to make sure I roughed him up enough that my toxic seed would take root in him; so I slowed down and began to long dick him. This got him going again, and even though he had just cum, his cock did not deflate. After about ten more minutes, I felt my load starting to rise. “I’m going to cum!” I told Chris. “Yea, give me your seed!” “Ok buddy, here it comes, going to knock you up!” With one more shove, I sank into his hole till my balls were on his ass and I began to shoot my toxic load deep into his raw ass. As my seed shot into him, I leaned down and kissed Chris deeply. Once I was done shooting into his unprotected ass, I stayed in him and slowly fucked him till I felt my cock losing its hardness. I slowly pulled out, and seeing as how Chris’s cock was still rock hard, I grabbed his first load of cum and smeared it on his cock then, straddling him, sank down onto his cock. Both of us moaned as his cock sank into my cunt which was hungry for his hopefully last load of neg cum. I rode him for a good twenty minutes till he said he was going to cum again. “Give it to me like I gave it to you! Plant that seed in my cunt!” “Here it comes buddy!” And with that, Chris slammed his cock into me and I felt it enlarge and began to shoot his jizz into my hole. I leaned over and kissed him as his cock slowly softened and popped out of my now seeded cunt. Just as we were coming down from our session, I heard the key in the door and it opened as Rob came in. “MMMM, I just love to see two team mates bonding like that. Can I join in?” Rob said as he closed the door. I looked at Chris, and he nodded slightly. “Sure, get that clothing off, and join us over here on the bed buddy," I invited. Rob quickly shucked his clothes off and climbed on the bed with us. All three of us kissed and groped each other as Rob’s cock grew to its full size. “Who’s going to let me fuck them?” Rob asked. “I got an idea,” I said, “why don’t you take turns fucking both of us side by side.” “Damn, that would be hot!” Chris said Chris and I got up on our hands and knees on the side of the bed as Rob stood behind us. “Now, let’s see who end up up with my load.” Rob said And with that, he slid his cock into my ass and pumped away a few times, then he switched over to Chris’ cunt and fucked it for a while. He kept switching back and forth between the two of us, and both of us got hard again from the pleasure Rob was giving our holes. After I was rock hard again, I flipped onto my back and motioned Chris to climb on top of me. Rob pulled out, and Chris quickly straddled me and sank down onto my cock. As soon as my bone was buried in his hole, Rob lined up his rod and slowly pushed it in with mine. Chris moaned as his hole was stretched by the two cocks he was taking. Soon Rob and I had a rhythm going and as I looked over Chris’ shoulder at Rob I knew it would not be long till he was adding his DNA to mix with mine in Chris. “Yeah, buddy,” Rob said “Gonna add my jizz to this cummy hole and make sure to knock you up good!” “Do it. Flood me with your cum," Chris replied. A few more thrusts and Rob shoved his cock deep into Chris. “Here it comes Buddy, Take my seed; Gonna get you pregnant with our Baby!” I felt Rob’s cock pulse as he shot his toxic load deep into Chris’ stretched-out hole. The sensation of Rob breeding Chris made my second load rush up and I shoved my cock as far as it would go and shot my second load into Chris. “Here is my second load, Chris. You are really going to be knocked up with our baby!” After Rob and I had finished injecting Chris and our softening cocks slid out of his cummy hole, we all collapsed on the bed, with Chris nestled between the two of us. Rob and I each wrapped a hand around Chris’ cock and jacked it till he moaned and shot his seed all over his chest, belly and our hands. Now with all of us sated, at least for the moment, we cuddled up and started some pillow talk. “Guys,” Chris began “you both said you were getting me pregnant or knocked-up. Did you both give me poz loads?” “Yep, we both gave you injections of our high viral load poz cum.” I told him. “Hope you are okay with that.” “Well, I wasn’t exactly planning on becoming poz, but this has been the hottest session I have ever had with any guy. If I become poz from it, then so be it. But I will say, that I hope before the night is out that I have a few more loads from you boys in me.” With that, we all shared a passionate kiss and began the next round of fucking. Chris fucked each of us over the course of the night, and Rob and I each gave him two more loads before we all got dressed and headed to the dining hall for breakfast and then back to our rooms to start the next day of classes. Time will tell if Chris converts, but when he before he left for his room, he asked when we could hook up again and swap some more loads. I told him that Rob and I were working on spreading our poz seed around the team. He said that if he converts, he will help us spread it to the team and around campus. I hope he does convert soon, we could use another brother to spread the family line.

Rob gets Stuffed The weekend was all about Rob getting as many poz loads in his cunt as possible, but a couple of times he and I were face to face in doggy position as Dave and Dad fucked us both. We would kiss and make out as our asses were used for the pleasure of our daddies. I was amazed at the number of loads Dave and my Dad deposited in the two of us. Looking back, I think the highlight of the weekend was on Sunday when we all convinced Rob to take both daddy cocks at the same time while he sucked on my cock. It started off with Dave on his back and Rob straddling him. Once Dave’s cock was buried in Rob’s cunt, Dad got between their legs and slowly worked his cock into Rob’s ass. It was amazing watching Rob take both those cocks in his ass. I know from experience that taking both those cocks will really stretch you out and leave your ass gaping after they are done with it. With his ass full of daddy cock, I got on the bed and settled in between Rob and Dave’s faces. Rob took my cock into his mouth and Dave began to tongue my ass and lick the loads out of it. It was so hot for me to feel Dave’s tongue on my cunt as Rob slurped on my cock and nibbled on my foreskin. Since Dad was on top, he set the pace for the double penetration. I could see the base of his cock each time he pulled back. It was so hot for me knowing that Rob was filled with both the cocks that had pozzed me. And I could tell form the moans that were escaping from around my cock that Rob was enjoying being on the receiving end of this stuffing. Dad was taking it slow, really roughing up Rob’s ass and making sure that our weekend project would come out with a positive ending. After about 15 minutes, between watching Rob getting Double stuffed, Dave’s tongue lapping the cum out of my ass, and Rob’s mouth working on my cock, I felt my load starting to rise. I let everyone know I was getting close. Dad pulled out of Rob and moved back. “Get that cock in here and give him another load of that toxic jizz of yours," Dad ordered. I quickly moved between Rob’s legs and added my cock with Dave’s in his stretched out hole. It only took me a few strokes with Dave’s cock rubbing against mine till I pushed in and added more poz cum to the mixture already brewing in Rob’s cunt. I slowly pulled out after I had deposited my load in him and Dad quickly slid his nine inches back in. I moved back up to the head of the bed and settled back in between Dave and Rob. Dave went back to eating my ass out, and Rob began to clean my cock of the cum and ass juices that covered it. I could tell that Dad and Dave were getting close as both of their breathing had gotten staccato. Soon both of them growled and Rob moaned around my cock as he got a double dose of poz daddy cum in his well-used hole. I slid down next to Rob and kissed him as the two men finished depositing their last loads of the weekend into Rob. Dad and Dave slowly withdrew from Rob’s swollen hole, and in so doing, a small amount of cum dribbled out, but Dad quickly rubbed it onto the plug and slid it into Rob’s ass. Rob and I got dressed, and, with kisses all around, Rob and I headed back to our room to deal with schoolwork and get ready for classes the next day. That night, Rob fucked me with his more than likely last neg load as we were keeping the plug in him to make sure he absorbed all that toxic cum. Afterwards we snugged, and fell asleep in each other’s arms. A little over a week later, I woke up to find Rob sweat-soaked. I kissed him then fucked another poz load into his converting ass. He stayed in bed for the next couple of days and I made his excuses to the team and collected his assignments for him. Now that Rob was poz, we could begin our conquest of the team and other studs around campus.

Dad and Rob The next two night were more of the same, after practice and dinner, Rob and I would head back to our room, do any needed homework, then I would fill his ass all night with my poz loads. He never once asked to fuck me, it was always my cock in his hole. In addition to the first fuck of the night being rough and without any type of lube, after I had dumped that first load in, Rob would have me brush his hole roughly with a stiff bristle toothbrush he had found on Wednesday. I always made sure that it came out tinged with pink cum before my hard cock went back into his hole and stayed there for the rest of the night, dropping load after load. In the morning, after I pulled out, the brush went back in and roughed him up again. Friday, we didn’t have practice, so as soon as we were done with classes, we met in the room for one last session between the two of us. Since this was going to be our last time alone for a few days, we made it into a lovemaking session. Rob and I slowly stripped each other till we were both naked, our cocks pointing towards the celing. I kissed Rob deeply as we rubbed each other’s back and our cocks rubbed against each other as our fronts joined. I dropped down to my knees and began to suck on Rob’s thick cock. I soon tasted his precum on my tongue, and knew he was primed. I stood back up and we kissed again as we headed towards the bed. We collapsed onto the bed, and I got Rob onto his back. I straddled his torso and kept kissing him as I rubbed his cock against my crack. Each time his cock would catch on my hole, I’d try to get a bit more of it inside me, using his precum to lube up my hole. He moaned around the kiss each time his cock dipped into my hole. I knew he was ready to fuck me, and load up my hole before I loaded up his. The next time his cock caught on my cunt, I pushed and it slid into me quite easily. Rob moaned as his cock sank into me to his balls. I began to ride him, wanting to get his load into me. I kept the strokes slow, wanting this to last. “You are such a fucking tease” Rob moaned between our kisses. “I want your last neg load that you give me to be one that you remember.” “Well, why don’t you let me control this fuck so that you can get another poz load in my cunt before we meet-up with your daddies?” With that, Rob flipped me onto my back and picked up the pace on his fuck. Far too soon in my opinion, he planted his cock to the base in my ass and I felt each pulse as he shot his presumably neg cum deep into my ass. After all, we really had no idea if my poz cum had done its job and knocked him up yet; but until he got sick, we both assumed he was still neg. Once his balls had drained his load into my ass, he slid out of my cunt and laid down next to me. I rolled onto his back and as my cock probed between his cheeks, I kissed his neck and shoulders. When my cock finally caught on his hole, I began to slide into him. Rob let out a moan of pleasure as my balls hit his ass. I slowly began to slide in and out of his ass, making sure he felt every inch I was giving him. “Stop being so damn gentle, and fuck me into this mattress already!” I picked up the pace, and began to really pound my cock into his ass. “This what you want?” I asked him. “Yea, pound my cunt and give me your deathseed! Knock me up with your bug!” I loved that our sex always had this dirty talk in it since I had converted. I couldn’t wait till Rob was poz too and I could beg him to put his deathseed into me and the other guys from the team. I felt my balls begin to tighten up as my cum readied to shoot into Rob. “Here it comes baby, shooting my poz seed into you, getting you pregnant with my bug!” “Yea, Give me that toxic batter! Fill me with your bugs!” With one final thrust, I sank into Rob to my balls. My cock shot several times deep into him, filling him again with my poz cum. I kissed the back of his neck as my cock shot into him, and we laid there for a few minutes more till my cock softened and fell out of his ass. Rob reached under the pillow and pulled out the brush and handed it to me. “Rough me up before we get dressed and head over for our weekend.” I took the brush and inserted it. I roughed up his insides for several minutes with the rough brush. When I pulled it out, some of my cum was on it, and the bristles were a nice pink color. Rob took the brush and sucked the cum and blood off it till it was nice and white again. We both shared one more kiss before we grabbed shorts and tees to wear and slipped on our flip flops. No need to bring any other clothes, as most of the weekend would be spent naked in my Dad’s bed. It was a quick trip on the bus to their house, and Rob and I sat on opposite sides of the bus and kept flashing each other our cocks from the leg of our baggy shorts. A short walk from the bus stop, and we were at Dad’s door. Dad answered the door in just a tight pair of shorts, and Rob shot me a grin after he appraised my dad. “Nice, I think I will like getting fucked by him!” Rob whispered to me as we entered the house. David was sitting on the couch, naked, and slowly stroking his cock. “Come on in boys and get comfortable.” David said to us. Once the door was closed, Dad shucked off his shorts and joined David on the couch. Even though I had just cum a little less than a half hour ago, my cock sprang to attention from seeing my poz daddies on the couch, each stroking his hard cock. I also noticed the tent in Rob's shorts. We quickly stripped off our clothes, and once we were naked, David and Dad motioned us over to them. I let Rob lead the way so that he could choose which cock he wanted to suck on first. He dropped to his knees between my Dad’s legs and began to suck on his gorgeous uncut cock. I knelt between David’s legs and began to soak his cock with my spit. I looked over at Rob as David worked his cock deep into my throat; he was really enjoying deep throating Dad’s cock. I reached a hand over to Rob’s ass and pushed a couple of fingers into his hole, making sure that he would open up easily when the moment came for him to ride these two beautiful cocks that we were working with our mouths. Rob moaned in pleasure around Dad’s cock as my fingers entered him and my nails began to dig into his lining, adding to the abrasions from the brushing I had given him before we left the dorm. Dave noticed what I was doing, and placed a hand under my chin to bring my attention back to him. Silently, he scraped one of his fingernails against his thumb, asking me if I was digging in Rob’s ass. I nodded my head while still sucking on his cock. He gave me a thumbs up, and then pulled his cock out of my mouth. “Well, Rob, You seem to have good cock sucking skills, let’s see how that ass feels around my cock.” David stood up and I removed my fingers from Rob’s ass as David got behind him. He lined up his cock, and began to slowly slide it into Rob. “Damn Boy, you got a fine ass here! And it feels like it is prelubed too!” “That’s my cum you feel in there,” I said, “loaded him up before we came over here. And he loaded me up too.” “Nice, how many load have you put in him?” “I’ve been loading him up every night since I got back to the dorm after my fuck flu, so about 30 or so loads. And we’ve been using a brush on him too to help it take.” “Sweet!” Dad said, “Gonna make you into a gifter just like me and Dave, aren’t we?” “Yep,” I said, “and Rob and I are going to help spread it around campus, starting with the guys on the wrestling team.” “Yes, sir,” Rob broke off his sucking to say, “Once I'm infected, Tom and I are going to make sure we can spread your gift to every guy we can get our cocks into.” “Good boys,” Dad said, “but first we need to make sure that this bug takes root in you Rob. And to that end, the three of us are going to be filling you with our cum till you are knocked up with our virus.” “Well, sir, why don’t we stop talking about it and start getting that cum into me!” The whole time, our conversation had been to the beat of David’s thighs slapping against Rob’s ass. And from watching David, I knew he was getting close to dropping his first load into Rob. I am sure the poz talk had helped him get close quickly. “Here cums your first load from your new daddies," Dave exclaimed as he slammed his cock into Rob and began to shoot his poison load into Rob’s willing ass. As soon as he had shot his load into Rob, Dad and David switched up and Rob cleaned off David’s cock as I watched my Dad sink his beautiful nine inches into Rob, I kissed my Dad then whispered my thanks in his ear. Dad pounded Rob’s ass, getting his cock deep in there, probably battering past his second sphincter, to really get his toxic jizz deep into Rob. “Here’s load number two," Dad remarked as he shoved his entire cock deep into Rob and unloaded into him. With two loads in him, three if you counted mine from earlier, Rob’s hole looked used. But now it was my turn again on his ass. I shoved my cock into him and pounded him roughly as he held onto Dad’s legs and cleaned off his cock. Soon I added another load of my toxic batter to the mix that was brewing in Rob’s cunt. Dad grabbed the plug that each of us had used to hold in the toxic loads and slid it into Rob. “Okay, boys,” Dad said, “now that Rob has taken a load from each of us, let's go get some dinner and let them stew in there a bit.” The four of us got dressed, headed out to the diner where I had met Dad and Dave that first day. Rob would squirm every few feet as he adjusted to having the plug in his ass. Once we sat down, he was fine; the pressure from the chair adding to the pleasure of the plug in his ass. We had a pleasant dinner and the three men in my life learned more about each other, with me adding in bits and pieces too. Finally, after desert, we headed back to the apartment, and Rob’s date with a weekend of being a cum dump.

Pozing Rob Once my Dad and Dave had succeeded in loading me up with their poz seed, and I came down with the flu, though it was not the season for it, I knew it was now time for Rob’s conversion. Dad helped me through the sickness, (which was mercifully brief), and, in fact, had ensured it would take by filling my ass with every load he and Dave could get to cum out of their balls. After I recovered, I returned to the dorm and asked Rob if he was really sure he wanted to be Poz. “Dude, this is something that we will share for the rest of our lives. Something we can spread together and pass on. While you have been busy with your two poz daddies, I have been subtly asking around the wrestling team. Everyone in our division is either gay or bi. And not just the five of us freshman either! The two juniors, Jon and Seth, have been fucking each other since their freshman year; and sometimes they bring in a third guy to fuck with them. There are a few others in the other weight classes. Together we are gonna fuck them all, and spread our gift to all of the team. But first, you gotta give it to me. So let’s get naked, and get that poz cum in my ass!” I smiled at Rob as we both quickly stripped and jumped onto the bed we shared. I went to reach for the lube we keep on the stand, to find it missing. “Where’s the lube?” I asked. “No lube. You need to tear me up, gotta make sure it takes.” “Ok, but this might hurt.” “But it is going to be so worth it when we start sharing this around campus, buddy!” With that, I slid Rob’s legs back to expose his hole for my assault. My cock was already rock hard and had starting leaking my now toxic precum. I lined up the head with his tight hole, and looked into his eyes. I could see the want and lust in them as I quickly pushed all seven inches of my cock into his bare hole. He let out a groan of pain, and I saw the tears form at the corners of his eyes. Bu the grabbed my ass and kept pressure on it till I was firmly planted in his ass. I was purposefully rough with him for the initial fuck, drawing all the way out, then plunging quickly back in to his gaping hole. He didn’t want mercy for this fuck, and I was not going to give it to him; I was only going to give him my bug. Soon his groans of pain turned to moans of pleasure. I fucked him for as long as I could, but far too soon I felt my load building to release. A few more thrusts into his neg ass, and I was beyond the point of no return. “Here you go baby, my first poz load, and it is just for you!” With those words, I slammed my entire length into Rob and shot my first known charged load into another guy. It helped to know that he was wanting this from me as much as I was wanting to give it to him. We kissed deeply as my cock shot its charged load deep into his ass, and we kept kissing as my cock slowly deflated, but never got fully soft in his hole. Once I could, I began to fuck him again. My cock growing hard again in his ass, and my balls preparing another charged load to plant in him. We kept kissing all through the second fuck, a more gentile, loving fuck. The first fuck had already torn-up his ass, and made it receptive to the virus flowing in my cum. This fuck was for us, to cement the bond that would be forever with us. We might only be fuck buddies, but we were the best of fuck buddies, we were guys who would share DNA, who would be forever linked through a virus that we shared. All night long my cock stayed in Rob’s hole, never getting completely soft. I lost track of how many times I came in him. All I know was that when morning came, and I finally could cum no more and pulled out of him, the cum that was still on my cock was tinged pink and he was leaking slightly from all the cum in his ass. As we laid there, both basking in the glow of Rob having taken his first poz loads, we chatted a bit, and I asked “So, while I know you just took gallons of my cum, I was wondering if you would take more.” “I will keep taking your cum till I come down with the flu and am converted.” “I was thinking of not just my cum, but also maybe my Dad's cum. Since they converted me, they could help convert you too.” “You want the guys who pozzed you to also fuck me and breed me?” “Yea, I think it would be hot for us all to get together and both of us take their cocks and cum all night.” “You’d be there with me?” “Of course I would be there with you. You are my special friend, we’ll do so much together!” I said then kissed him again. When I broke the kiss he answered, saying "Let's do it." We got up, showered and got ready for classes. That afternoon I called Dad and told him I had bred Rob all night, and that he wanted both my father and Dave also to breed him. Dad was receptive to my proposal, and we scheduled the upcoming weekend for a get-together with Dad, Dave, Rob and me, during which they would fuck our brains out, just to make sure that we were both good and toxic to spread it to the other guys on the wrestling team, who, presumably, would spread it to others.

Part Three. I was so high still from either the poppers or the stuff he was putting in my ass I had a hard time keeping up with him as he headed for a group of cars parked along the roadway. Dan stopped and opened a car and grabbed a bag and said “come on piggy, time to make you a whore”. He heads down this path and over a bridge to another trail and ends up under some kind of tree that’s branches all most come the ground with a picnic table under it. STRIP BITCH! Off come the shorts in a heartbeat. He then pulls out two Styrofoam pads and puts one on the bench part and tells me to get up and kneel on it, he then pulls out a dog collar and puts it on me and fastens two chains to the collar and secures them to the ends of the table. He then ties ropes to my ankles and spreads them wide and ties them to the table ends. My hands are handcuffed and tied to the other side of the table. He said this is where the real fun starts my friend. He grabbed his lube and plastic bag, hands me a bottle of poppers “you won’t need those very long bitch”. I can no longer see behind me or move much, but I know I am going to get my ass packed with lube and whatever is in that bag. I feel him filling my ass with lube and I am pushing back wanting more than that damn finger. I all of a sudden hear someone cough; as I look up there is three guys standing in branches with cocks out jacking them, when Dan said “almost ready come on it”! Dan, then asked me if I ever partied; I said sure! (Thinking beer). Dan said I am sure this is going to be a lot more then you ever dreamed of! He then had his friends grab my arm as he wrapped some band around my arm. I am so high from whatever was in the lube, but now I am scared shitless, not knowing what he is doing, then I see him with a syringe and needle coming up to my arm, I start to fight, but I have no where go and not able to fight very well. Dan tells me to calm down that what he has been putting in my ass is the same that he is going to give me now, just more. I see the needle go in my arm and the band come off. I am still in a panic, but aware that these guys seem to be getting naked and see guys grabbing each other’s cocks and feeling my body all over. I put my head down and can see someone is now behind me and feel his cock going into my ass, no pain, no problems. I can hear myself telling myself or them how great it feels, “Please fuck me, please fuck me, fuck yes”. I find myself pushing back wanting the strangers cock in me. My hair is then grabbed and I am now getting my mouth filled with a nice cock and hearing what a complete pig I was. I think it was Dan who said, “He was a straight bitch yesterday, and a cock, cum, chem whore piggy now”! I look out of the corner of my eye and see Dan standing there naked, and more guys seem to have found our hiding spot! I feel the first guy in my moth explode and I start to swallow his cum like a baby to milk. Then hear the stranger in my ass telling Dan he was going to knock this bitch up, then grunted and said take my fucking hot load you cunt!! And I am sure it was a hot load, it felt great!! Two more are now filling my holes and start talking dirty to me about making me one of them, a toxic bitch for them to use for years to come because no one else will want me!! I was confused, but didn’t care at that point, I was getting gang-banged by complete strangers, high as fuck and loving every minute of it and wanting more. Dan leans down as I am gulping another load down my throat and laughs saying, “you have no idea what these guys are talking about do you pig?” I can’t really answer at this point with a cock filling my belly with his seed and the other holding my hips and just slamming into me telling me I am going to be a pregnant piggy before the days end!! I thought back to yesterday and the thought girls must be going through knowing they were getting pregnant and carrying a man’s babies in her, and I was a proud bitch at this point, me pregnant with other men’s babies swimming in me, knocking me up with their seed!! I looked up at Dan, the guy pulled his cock out of my mouth and I just said “I am proud to be the bitch to these men and carry their babies in me”! I want to feel every guy in the world put his seed in me!!. Dan then asked if I knew what being Poz was, I just shook my head “no”, “you will bitch, you will”! As the last of the men, who I was told come down to the park on their lunch hours and after work to release a load or two were done, and only Dan and I were left and even he fucked me again and made me clean him off, released me from my bondage and kind of curled up on the table and fell asleep……………..

Part two: So I get up and get dressed and take my sore ass home only to lay in bed and start putting my fingers in my ass while I jacked myself off; I even scooped up my cum and ate it and falling right to sleep. Oh the dreams I must have had that night I woke up with a raging hard on and thought about jacking off, but remembered I had to be at this rest area by noon and it was 9:30, so I get up do my chores and the scene from the day before kept coming back in my mind that just a day ago I was straight and liked girls, and in less than 24 hours I had sucked another guys cock, and a black one at that; swallowed his cum and got fucked by another guy without a condom, was I gay now? I didn’t feel gay; but my cock kept getting hard at the thought of me getting fucked like a girl and sucking off another man!! At 11:30 I bail and head to the park; scared that if I am not there on time this guy would show up at my parents’ house! So I am walking down the road to where I was told to go and found an old brick building off the road, there were several cars parked around, some guys were reading the paper, some were walking along the road by their cars, and some were empty. So I walk into the men’s room and sure enough the white guy is standing there next to the sink; Drop your shorts so I can see if you got underwear on, I start to look around and he yelled, NOW BITCH! I thought I was going to faint not knowing if anyone else was there, but I did what he said and showed him I didn’t have any underwear on. Take off your shorts and give them to me now bitch, then get in the cubicle. So I do it so he wouldn’t yell at me again, since I was no match for him since I was only 140 pounds at 5’11, I was called skinny Minnie in school, and hated confrontation. So I get in the stall and sit down,with only my sneaker on and the white guy comes in the stall with me and asks my name; so I tell him it was Chris, Dan is mine he stated, then he pulled down he pants and told me to get to work, I asked him if it was safe, at this point he grabs me by the throat and pushes me back against the wall and said you are a mans bitch now, you don’t ask, you just do; Understand you fucking bitch? All I could do was nod, as he let me go, he again told me to get to work, I grabbed his cock and started to suck on it. As I was sucking he gave me a bottle and told me that they call them poppers, like the one you had yesterday. So I inhale some and got a rush and started to work a little harder on sucking him, he said that is a good piggy bitch. The guy then pulls out this pipe and puts the lighter under it and starts to hit it a couple of times. He then told me it was my turn, well I don’t smoke, but is was to scared to tell him that; so he put the pipe to my lips and I inhale and started coughing really hard but within minutes I as so fucking high, I didn’t care who came in. I started sucking him for all it was worth but he pulled his cock from my mouth, opened the stall door and told me to go lean over the sink!! I walk over to the sink not caring who sees me and he tells me to spread em, sounded like a cop getting ready to search me. I look back and he is getting finger full of lube and dipping it into the same bag as yesterday and starts to push it up my horny as hell ass, I even found myself pushing back enjoying the feeling. I kept feeling higher and higher with every second, I was almost pleading with the guy to fuck me. He starts to laugh and told me I would be a pure cumdump in no time! He then lined his cock up and pushed in and I just laid my head on the sink submitting to another man who was now making me his bitch to breed and use, and I was loving it. Dan as now going to town tell me how tight of an ass I had and I would be well known in the park before the end of summer. I soon found out what he ment. Dan started to really slam his cock in my ass and I was now telling him how much I loved the feel of his cock and fuck me and use me anyway he wanted; again he laughed and said he planned on it. I hit the poppers again and was in overdrive pushing back, Dan asked me if I wanted his load pumping in me, OH GOD YEEEEEES!! FUCK ME PLEASE, cum in me, he then said I was about to get knocked up again with his babies, all I could do is beg him to impregnate me, put your babies in me, knock me up make me your bitch!!! I then felt that strange swelling and him breathing hard as he told me he was cuming in my piggy bitch ass and I would know it soon enough if I got knocked up!! All I could think of was carrying his baby in my belly and smiled as he pulled out knowing I was now a man’s property to use for their sexual pleasures! Dan told me to turn around and clean his cock off, I didn’t even think were his cock had been, I just got down on my knees and licked and sucked it clean. He then handed me my shorts and told me to put them on and to follow him, I of course did without worry………..

I've had monogamous relationhips and open relationships, and I NEVER cheated...I don't understand you guys why you "cheat" instead of just having an open relationship, is it because you don't want to grant your bf the same than you? I mean, if you don't want it to be done TO you, why do you do it to others?

An Unexpecting Breeding Part: 4 My ass was a little sore from the fuckings from Jeremy. I was busy for the next few days, but had a hard time concentrating on tasks at hand. Jeremy was on my mind constantly. I was totally infatuated with him. My fears about pozzing were gone, and all I wanted was to be with him. I hoped that the breedings I received would poz me, but part of me was also enjoying the chase. Just thinking about it would get my cock rock hard. I was turning into a bareback pig and found I loved every bit of it. I felt like myself for the first time. After a few days my ass was feeling better and craving more poz cum so I gave Jeremy a call. He said that he was busy for the next few days, but we made plans to get together on Friday night for dinner and catch a movie, and of course more breeding for my 'neg' ass. He said he had a surprise for me, something that he thought would make my cock hard. I was intrigued, but he wouldn’t tell me what it was, saying instead “You’ll see soon enough.” When Friday finally rolled around I was so anxious and horned up to see Jeremy. I drove to his apartment and we headed off to dinner. Summer was winding down soon and during dinner Jeremy wanted to know if I was staying in the area for college. I was already enrolled in the local college, and I said, “You’re not getting rid of me that easily.” He was happy to hear I was staying in the area. He told me he wanted me to be with him. This wasn’t just about pozzing me up. He wanted me to be his in every way. I told him I wanted that too, and we agreed to see each other on a regular basis. He was my daddy and I was his boy. For the rest of the dinner we talked about our likes and dislikes. He enjoyed the outdoors, camping and fishing and loved to travel. We also talked more about our turn on for gifting and chasing and bareback pig sex. He said he loved to go to bath houses and loved anonymous gloryhole sex. I told him that was something I had not experienced yet, but wanted to. Just thinking about it made my cock twitch. He said he would take me, but I had to wait until he pozzed my ass. He said, “It’ll be a celebration of your pozzing.” I then asked what the surprise was and he said, “Be patient. I’ll tell you later tonight.” After dinner we headed to the theater. It was our first real date together and I was enjoying all my time with Jeremy. We entered the theater just in time. The movie had just begun, and just what I was hoping for, there was only a few other people in the theater. We sat near the back of the theater with our legs touching each other. Jeremy put his hand on my thigh. About halfway into the movie Jeremy slid his hand up my leg and in no time had my cock standing at attention. He pressed against my cock through my jeans. His touch made my cock pulse and chills ran through my body. I started leaking precum and could feel the wet spot forming in my underwear. It was erotic. He leaned over to me and quietly said, “I’m going to take you home and fuck the hell out of you, boy. You want more of my poz seed tonight?” After hearing those words I pressed his hand tight against my cock so he could feel my hard on pulsing through my jeans, and whispered in reply “Does that answer your question?” He smirked and said, “You hot little pig, boy,” then rubbed my cock again and slid his hand onto my thigh. I could hardly wait for the movie to end. I was too horny and kept thinking about Jeremy’s cock in my ass filling me up with his poz fluids. On our way to his place I put my hand on his thigh and slid my hand up his leg to feel his poz cock. It was getting hard as I stroked it through his jeans. He got fully erect, and I kept stroking his shaft, pressing firmly against his jeans. Then I unbuttoned his pants, unzipped them and stroked his cock through his underwear. The head of his cock was sticking out of his underwear, and he was already leaking poz precum. I slid his large dick out of his underwear, stroked it, and ran my fingers over his cock head. I scooped up his precum and licked it off my finger. Then I leaned over and slid my tongue down his shaft from the head to the base. Precum was leaking from his piss slit and running down the head of his cock and I licked that up. It tasted so sweet. He said, “That feels so good, boy” as he ran his hand over the back of my head and neck. I slid the head of his cock into my mouth, and then took the full length of his shaft against my tongue and all the way into my mouth. I could feel it throbbing with excitement as I slowly sucked his cock all the way in and out of my mouth. Then I sat up and ran my hand under his shirt to feel his hairy belly and chest, and at that point Jeremy quietly said “I can’t wait to get you home.” When we got to Jeremy’s apartment he led me to the bedroom. He stripped me naked and pushed me onto my back on the bed. My cock was already getting hard. He said, “Are you ready for your surprise, boy?” He had a big smile on his face and kept his eyes fixed on me lying naked on the bed. He slowly undressed. He pulled his shirt off, showing me his hairy chest. I could see the bulge from his erect dick through his jeans. Then he unbuttoned and unzipped his pants. As he dropped his jeans and underwear to the floor his cock sprung to attention. Then I saw it. He had a tattoo on his right lower abdomen near his pubic hair. It was a biohazard tattoo, and the numbers 2, 19 and 12 appeared between the points of the symbol. He could see my eyes fixed on his tattoo and said, “Do you know what it means?” I said, “I have an idea, but I’m not sure.” He then said “In the gay community it’s pretty well known that having a biohazard tattoo means you’re poz. Now, I’m poz and very proud of it. You know it’s erotic to me and that I chased to poz. While I’m seeding your ass with my poz cum you can see my biohazard tattoo and know every load from my cock is toxic.” I asked what the numbers meant. He proudly said, “That’s the day I tested poz. It’s kind of like my second birthday – February 19th, 2012.” He then asked “So what do you think of it?” “It’s awesome. I love it!” Then he looked into my eyes and said, “And after I poz you, if you want a biohazard tattoo, I’d love to take you to get your tattoo. It will be like your second birthday, proudly marking you as my poz boy.” I burst out, “Yes, absolutely!!!” I looked at him standing naked in front of me. He had such an awesome body and his new tattoo and hard poz cock made my pole dance with excitement. I was fully erect. I was excited at the thought of pozzing and marking my body as his poz boy. He said, “Now let’s get back to pozzing your ass, boy.” He walked over to the bed and told me to get on my knees and suck his cock as he stood next to the bed. I crawled over to him looking into his eyes then put my hand around the base of his cock cupping his balls in my hand and slid the full length of his cock down my throat. He moaned with pleasure and said, “Yes, get my cock nice and wet for your tight ass, boy. I’m going to breed you good.” I kept sucking his cock and massaging his balls. He had his hands on the sides of my head guiding his rod in and out of my mouth. His cock swelled even harder in my mouth. He grabbed my shoulders and said, “Woah, slow down, boy! You’re going to make me cum, and that seed is for your ass.” He pulled his cock out of my mouth and lay on the bed on his back. He motioned for me to come over to him and I strattled him with his hard dick pressed between my ass cheeks. I leaned down and started to French kiss Jeremy and worked my ass against his cock. He wet his hand with his spit and lubed up his rod. He told me to ride his cock and I did just what my Daddy told me to do. He guided the head of his dick toward my hole, and I took it from his hand and pressed it firmly to my tight hole. As I worked the head of his cock into my ass, and he remarked “This may hurt a bit boy.” With one fast motion he grabbed my hips and thrust upward slamming the full length of his shaft deep in my ass. I let out a yelp from the pain and involuntarily my muscles tensed up. It burned like crazy and Jeremy sought to prepare me by remarking “This may get a bit rough, boy. I’m going to work my cock in that ass good. You’re going to be poz by the end of this night.” He gave me a second to catch my breath from the burning sensation. Then he grabbed a bottle from the night stand. He opened it up and held it to my nostril and said, “Here, you’re going to need this. Breathe in and hold it in.” I inhaled deeply. My head began to spin a little and my heart was racing. I felt my ass relax as Jeremy started to slide his cock in and out of my ass with his hands on my hips. Pain turned to pleasure and I started to ride his hard cock. I was taking it all the way in as far as I could slide his pole into my ass. His cock stretched my ass open wide and it slid in and out with ease. I was wet and knew his cock was leaking his toxic precum in me, lubing me up. I loved feeling my ass tight around his shaft engulfing the full length of his cock with each plunge down to his balls. I rode his cock and when I had it buried deep in my ass he suddenly grabbed me around my back. He quickly rolled me over on the bed onto my back, grabbed my ankles and started working his cock in and out of my ass harder and harder and faster. My cock showed all my excitement pulsing and totally hard. He fucked me long and hard and told me, “Boy, you are really working me up. You’re going to get my poz cum.” I begged him to cum in me, and he said, “Here it comes, boy. Your first load of cum tonight. Take my poz seed.” I loved that I could feel his cock pulsing in me every time he shot all his toxic seed into me. The excitement pushed me over the edge without even stroking my cock. I moaned in pleasure and I began to shoot my cum onto my chest. My ass tightened around his hard cock with each shot of cum from my dick, draining every drop of cum from his piss hole. His body shook and he moaned with pleasure. My ass was full of his poz seed. Then he pulled his cock from my ass and fell to the bed next to me. I said, “That was amazing!!” He told me, “You’re not done, boy.” Then he worked his fingers into my ass and pulled them out with cum and pink streaks of blood on his fingers. He told me to lick them, and I happily cleaned his fingers with my tongue. It excited me to take his seed both in my ass and down my throat. He spooned me on the bed. He was still hard and slid his cock back into my ass. He kept it inside me breathed heavily on the back of my neck and wrapped his arms around my chest. I could feel his cock getting harder again as he slowly slid in and out of my wet, dripping ass. Then between deep breaths he whispered, “I can give you another load, boy.” That turned me on and my cock started to get hard. He kept pumping my ass with his hard cock. I was boned up and stroking my rod. He said, “I’m working that seed into you, boy. Let it in.” He fucked me faster and faster. We were both hot and sweating. It didn’t take him long and he said, “Are you close? I’m going to cum again.” “Yes," I replied, and he chuckled. “Shoot your load with me, boy.” I tightened my ass around his cock again as I started to cum. He pumped my ass a few more times, and then shoved into me deep, moaning “I’m cumming, boy. Feel my cock shooting in you again?” He held me tightly as his cock emptied another poz load in my gut, his arm across my chest resting in the puddle of my cum on my chest. He caressed my body with his hands rubbing the cum and sweat around on my chest and belly. Then he put his fingers to my mouth. I licked them as he smeared my cum across my lips. His cock softened and slid out of my ass. I could feel his poz cum running down my ass cheek. Then Jeremy reached into his nightstand, grabbed some kind of toy from the top drawer, and slid it down my ass crack, lubed the toy with the cum leaking from my hole, and then pressed the toy home. “I filled you good. Keep that butt plug in you, boy. You need my seed to do its job,” Jeremy remarked contentedly. We lay in bed together curled-up together, and I asked “You told me your viral load is higher. How high is it?” Jeremy told me, “My last test was a few months ago and it was close to 250,000 at that time. I’m sure it’s gone higher since then. My doc wants me to start meds, but my T-cell count is still high, so I've refused. I’m not starting meds until I’m at AIDS status. I want to breed as many asses as I can before going on meds.” I said, “Well, have you pozzed anyone before this?” He said, “I ONLY fuck bareback, and most guys just bend over and take it. I’ve stealthed some neg pigs. I have fucked some chasers, but you’re the first guy I met that I want as my boy,” adding "he first night I saw you in the bookstore, you definitely caught my eye. When I was fucking you that night, and told you to take my poz cum, I was so excited to see it boned you up big time.” Then he pulled my body closer to his and ran his finger across my lower lip. He slowly slid his tongue across my lips and into my mouth and kissed me slowly and passionately. I melted in his arms and rest my head on his chest lying in his arms. He asked me if I was spending the night again, and I said, “Yes!!” Then Jeremy asked, “Can you come over every night this week when I get home from work? We need to flood your ass with my toxic seed. You’re going to be starting college soon, and I’d like you fully charged by then.” I told him I definitely could, and that I also hoped to have MY biohazard tattoo by then. For the next week Jeremy fucked my ass every night. He gave me load after load of his poz cum deep inside me. I was staying at his apartment more and more, sleeping with him all night. By the following weekend I had taken 14 more toxic loads in my ass. I woke in the middle of the night ringing wet with sweat. By morning I was terribly sick. Jeremy stayed in bed with me. He said, “You’re seroconverting. Now you’re my poz boy.” As sick as I was I was so excited to be connected with my man forever. He was now a part of me. After five additional days I was still experiencing night sweats, headaches, body aches, and had developed a rash on my abdomen. I felt tired, and still very sick. Jeremy told me that this would all pass after my body adjusted to the virus. He took me to the local AIDS resource center for my confirmation blood test. I was so boned up in the car on my way to the test center. I knew the results already. I sat in the waiting room with Jeremy. He said, “You’re going to be fine…..don’t worry, boy. Know that I’m proud to be your Daddy. I love that I pozzed you, and I’m falling in love with you.” They called my name to get my results. The test was reactive. I was poz. I felt my cock twitch upon hearing the words 'You’re HIV positive'. That night Jeremy took me to the bath house to celebrate. I got fucked by multiple guys in the sling room and gloryhole booths. My ass dripped with six loads of cum and I took three loads down my throat. It was a fucking wild night. Also, after Jeremy had both pissed on me and pissed down my throat, he licked-up the cum that dripping from my ass, and then pressed his rock hard cock head into my ass. Cum leaked out of my stretched hole as he fucked all those loads into my ass. I was so turned on and was stroking my cock when he shot his poz load into my ass, mixing it with all the seed I already took. My body jerked and sloppy, wet ass tighted around his pole as I shot a huge load of poz cum. Jeremy licked up my poz seed. My ass was leaking cum all the way home. I was so boned up that Jeremy pozzed me. The baths were fucking hot, and I loved being a total, bareback poz pig. When we got back to Jeremy’s apartment, my cock was fully erect again. Jeremy said, “Now fuck my ass boy. Give your daddy your poz seed.” I wasted no time sliding my cock into his ass. I fucked him slowly and deeply before planting my seed deep in his ass. Then I sucked his cock until his rod was pulsing in my mouth, shooting his toxic cum down my throat. The following week, Jeremy took me to get my biohazard tattoo. It’s the same as his, in the same spot on my body with the three numbers 8, 23, and 14. My second birthday of when I joined the proud poz club. I love that Jeremy pozzed me and made me his boy. We’re both piss and cum pigs. We love swapping our toxic seed, chasing poz cum, and seeding neg chasers together. This has been so liberating for me. I feel like this was meant to be. What a turn on.

Part 3: Three Generations I remember the first time I met Ricky. I was only a few months into eighteen and overwhelmed with the freedom of being able to drive and it didn’t take long before I started meeting guys on bbrt and A4A. Having lost my virginity not too long ago and greatly inexperienced, I was at first reluctant to meet many men online. I guess I was a good high school boy. I did, however, exclusively fuck raw. I knew of the dangers, which were beaten into me in sex ed, but from the moment I touched my first cock, I knew. Was I scared of getting HIV and diseases? Of course, but over time I realized what I loved so much about bareback sex and getting creamed: my hole was made to pleasure a man’s dick, and soon my hole became my identity. When a guy knocks me up, I feel alive, the same way being in love makes other people feel alive. In that moment, he was fucking my hole, which gave him pleasure he couldn’t get from his hand, boyfriend, wife, whatever. When a guy seeds me, he marks me – it’s only natural. The more cum I received in my cunt, the more I became addicted to sex. I soon realized the intimacy I felt when creamed wasn’t because of the connection it consummated between me and the horny guy who’s getting his rocks off. It’s the connection between man and hole. It wasn’t long before I discovered the bathhouses. I would always get fucked there for two hours or so but run out of stamina. It was then when I met Ricky in the steam room, and he knew I had potential from the moment he laid eyes on me. He promised me if I went home with him and a few of his buddies, he’d show me a more fun time than I would even have at the baths. There was no talk or debate over who would take my ass next. I was free for the taking, and everyone knew they would get their turn sooner or later, even seconds if they paid Ricky another five bucks. A skinny old man, must’ve been around 60 years old, lined up to my ass. He might have been a stud at some point, but he certainly was no longer. He had what could have been a handsome face, but with his thinning gray hair, heavy mustache, light beard, and rotting teeth, you could tell crystal meth and AIDS had gotten the better of him. Maybe I’d turn out like him someday, or maybe I’ll be dead first. With the way Ricky was making me work overtime, I’d be lucky to have a decade left. “Tom here is one of my most loyal customers,” Ricky said. “I give him a special member’s discount. Since Tom is a big crystal supplier, he gets you for free. Whenever he wants.” “Mmf,” I moaned in acknowledgement as the gray daddy was still fucking my throat. I couldn’t even see Ricky with his hairy balls suffocating me and blocking my view. My jaw was already in pain from sucking the daddy’s dick. A well of saliva gathered in the back of my throat. I was unable to swallow with daddy’s fat dick penetrating my throat three thrusts a second. While daddy fucked my face as it hung lifelessly off the side of the sling, Ricky knelt next to me and whispered, “Oh, and he’s got a viral load like you’ve never imagined. You know why I’m gonna let this old perv knock up your pretty twink pussy?” “Mmmmf.” “Because I own that pussy. And I own you, the useless piece of flesh attached to it. With this, you’ll understand... that I can do anything to you.” More laughter and cheers at Ricky’s declaration of ownership. Tom smelled like a mixture of piss, ball sweat, weed, and cheap cigarettes. He smelled like a homeless man who hasn’t showered in days. I heard him unzip his baggy denim shorts, which dropped to the ground, and the tip of his dick tickled my ass, now heavily lubed with cum cocktail. “Mmmm, so smooth,” he said. His voice was soft, creepy, wanting, horny... the kind of voice you’d expect a dirty old man who feels you up in a bathhouse would have. He moved his coarse hands over my feet and down to my smooth, flexed calves. His dick entered. His head wasn’t as thick as Jeremy’s, but it was so warm. My ass now had a light burn from Jeremy’s abuse, but it was loosened and easily swallowed Tom’s dick. And my meth high rocked me once more as I felt the indescribable pleasure strike through my body. My eyes rolled back into their sockets and I teared up. It was my body’s only way to react to the sheer pleasure as Tom’s dick kept sliding into me slowly. It didn’t seem to end. His dick wasn’t thick, but it made up for it in length. It must’ve been at least 9 inches. The head of his dick must have passed the end of my rectum and gone into my intestinal tract, because it felt like his dick was bisecting my body. He hit a spot that hurt, and it kept going even further. It went so deep it felt like it was hitting my heart. I wanted desperately to see the dick go inside me, but the grey daddy’s dick was still in my mouth. At this point, I knew why Ricky didn’t let me eat after lunch; I would’ve thrown it all up by now with the way these men were using my holes as if I didn’t have feeling in my body. I had gagged so much, thick wads of spit erupted from my mouth onto my face every time even a pocket of air appeared between my mouth and daddy’s dick. His balls were covered in my spit too, as they would drip down onto my nose as he plowed my upside-down face. When he pulled his dick out to allow me a few quick breaths, I could feel it hot and sticky on my face. Tom started to thrust. “Unh, haven’t cum in six days boy, I’m gonna make you overflow with my seed.” My head was spinning. My body was on fire, my heart racing from the high. When I closed my eyes, I felt like I was on a rollercoaster, all the time with big cock filling me from both ends. I could feel my whole body. Every part of me tried to open wider to take more. My feet flexed, unable to cope with the pleasure of the warm, sticky manhood violating my flesh. My legs tried to spread wider open, my arms reached out and I felt dick. However, I was too high and wired to even focus on jacking them off. With the way my body was rocking and how I was trying to desperately breathe, suck dick, relax my jaw, and focus on the cock bruising my insides, I couldn’t even begin to do anything else. Tom’s pace quickened, and he moaned as I moaned. The sling was swinging back and forth. Whenever my pussy pulled away from one cock, the other cock would hit my throat, and I would gag. Whenever the cock in my mouth pulled out just to the head, I got half a breath, and got impaled on the python fucking my ass. Gramps, the patriarch, fucks the pussy, impregnating the sacred hole where the sperm nests and his virus and perv DNA can grow inside of me, feed off of me, and be loved and nurtured by me. Meanwhile, Dad, the discipliner, takes the helm and fucks my mouth to make sure his boy is filled to the brim with dick. Slosh, slosh, slosh, goes my ass as Gramps’ balls smack my ass. “Grrarg, uurg, mmmf!” I gag as Dad’s dick mercilessly plows my numb face. On one side, cum squeezes out of my ass and trickles down my crack as Tom’s manhood churns the butter. On the other, the spit flies out of my mouth as the grey daddy digs for oil. In between is me, too high to even remember how I got there, how I ended up between these two pieces of meat that my whole existence revolved around. “Cream that slut boy with your dirty old spunk! I bet it’s thick, creamy, and yellow like spoiled milk!” cheered Jeremy, the bald man in the polo who fucked me first. The other men, always spurred on by his words of encouragement, cheered Tom on too. Their voices pulled me out of my abyss of cock hunger and I remembered where I was. I remembered there were 11 unserviced cocks in the room sand that I was nowhere even close to being done. I remembered I meant nothing to these two men who fed their cocks to me and, due to my complete inebriation, meant the world to me. I didn’t know how long they’d been fucking me (ten minutes? an hour?) but Jeremy put me back in my place. These men would cum inside me, wipe their dicks off with my body, and go back to their lives, whatever that might be. Ricky would probably go back to his drug dump of an apartment and smoke more T and Tom would probably sneak into bed with his wife, and they wouldn’t spare me a second thought until the next time they wanted to fuck me again. “Yeah, FUCK that ass! Come on!” “Give that cumrag his death sentence! That’s his master’s wish!” “Degrade him!” “FUCK HIM!” “Man, hope he’s not all loose and shit once it’s my turn!” “Oh man, Rick. Sure he’s not for sale?” “Has he passed out already?” “Who cares? Keep fucking him!” “SHRED THAT CUNT! YEAH, MAN!” “Wow, that’s hot! CREAM THAT SLUT!” “Yeah, right in that dirty, cum-filled pussy!” “I think our toy has deserved a little booty bump after this tag team, dontcha think?” My heart jittered with excitement. Even though all Jeremy did was remind me I was trash, I had to thank him. Reminded of my purpose, I was suddenly filled with motivation and tightened me ass and my wrapped my lips tight around daddy’s shaft. “Ohhhh!!!” Daddy pulled out and spewed two thick shots of cum on my face, mixing with my spit to create a thick white mask that almost completely covered my face. It got into my eyes, which stung like a bitch. Just now I realized my eyes were bulging open the entire time. I reminded myself I was going to get even higher, and soon I’ll be too fucked up to even feel pain. Two cold hands on my chest. Those rough hands belonged to Tom. I looked into him, his black, dilated eyes looking back into mine. With that, he roared like he was going into battle. I normally don’t feel a guy shoot in me, but I felt something go deeper inside me than I had felt in ages. Tom’s AIDS stick fucked my stomach and trembled violently for a full twenty seconds. I felt not one, not two, but six powerful, thick, squirts of that toxic spoiled milk shoot far past his nine inches and strike a part of me so deep it definitely had reached far beyond my ass canal. It instantly gave me a cramp. “OHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!! FUUUUCK!!” Tom moaned, throwing his head back and closing his eyes. “FUCK YEAH” “FUCK, THAT WAS HOT!” “HOLY SHIT!” “POZ THAT WHORE!” “WOOOO!!!!” A chorus of cheers burst among the men. I knew I wouldn’t have to get tested. I had just got bred with a full carton of the most potent, thick, creamy, and dirty cum of my life. Continued in Part 4

Part 2: The Predators Start the Feast You might think Ricky doesn’t give a shit about his boys, but in truth, he loves them. That’s why he always fucks his boys last after everyone else has gotten their turn, impregnating the wasted body he owns. He kisses me like a romantic lover, protects me like a father, and fucks me like a master. But business is business; he’s a dealer in holes and the customer is always right. And he makes sure his property knows his place. He walks over to me slowly, and the men part around me. My moaning slows to a hurried pant, and I slowly realize from my daze that Ricky is approaching me. He gently pulls me to him by the throat, and I look up into his dark, loveless eyes. My mouth hangs open, my eyes wide with fear and excitement. His square jaw, sharp, dark features, and deep frown glares back down at me. Bending down to meet my lips with his, he pours the bong smoke into me. It’s still so thick that I cough instantly, my lungs not fully recovered from the monster hit I just took. I was getting worried about how high I was getting, now not fully able to walk and my body feeling too relaxed and tired. I was still outrageously horny, thirsting for more hands, more tongue, and some cock... but I also wouldn’t have minded just falling asleep in the sling. “Yo Buster, come give this boy some uppers,” Ricky said, still holding me. I leaned in on him. His shirt was unbuttoned halfway, and I rested my face against his hairy chest. Two large hands with thick fingers clutched my ribs and glided down to my ass, where his grip tightened. And then I felt beard on my crack and just the cold tip of a tongue tickle my hole. I moaned as my arms and torso crawled with goosebumps from sheer pleasure. Buster was a large black man, about the same size as John. He had a stern, unsmiling face, nipple piercings, and wore a leather harness. He was the real deal. Ricky turned me over to him. Buster took off my wifebeater and wrapped my left arm with a tourniquet. My heart raced as I felt my arm tighten. The guy rimming me stopped and guided me to a small stool. I sat down slowly. Just now, I realized that the men in the room had closed in on me a little. The jock handed Buster a syringe. “All loaded. Trust me, there’s enough T in that to keep the little bitch awake all night and maybe all of tomorrow night too,” the jock said, chuckling. Buster tapped the needle and gave it a small pump. My hole twitched. Alcohol. Cotton ball. “Make a fist.” I have a huge, plump vein running all down my left forearm that bulged when the alcohol smoothed its way over. Buster aimed the needle straight into it, pressing it just enough to get a bit of blood swirling back into the point to make sure he struck gold. I was now fully awake, my heart about to beat out of my chest. The moment before the slam never stops getting exciting. My eyes were fixated on the point and his movement. Buster pressed down and slowly released the chemical solution into my blood. Once it was cleared, he unbuckled the tourniquet, which snapped off instantly. The blood went straight to my face and the chemical taste hit my throat as well as a coughing fit as harsh as the one from the bong. Wow. I was truly in heaven while in hell. Everything, everything in the whole world and all of the parts of my being condensed and was swallowed into a tight black hole between my legs. I felt incredible as I felt the devil’s energy rush through me and I quickly climbed into the sling, spread my legs as wide as I could, thrust my head back and unleashed a huge sigh of relief. My legs and smooth body suddenly looked incredibly sexy to myself, and the men around me were handsome hunks that exuded a musk of intense sexual desire, ruthlessness, and sadism. Each and every one of them wanted to breed me, letting their warm seed churn inside me and maybe even impregnate me with a virus. I wanted to offer my pure, youthful body to the degrading ritual about to befall me. “Look. At. That. Boy!” one of the men groaned, unzipping his pants. “Should we give him a booty bump before we start? I just love seeing this slut get FUCKED up! Look at him squirm trying to get his legs into the stirrups!” “Nah, we don’t want him to overdose.” “The fuck do you care?” “You break it, you buy it,” Ricky said calmly. “Do whatever you want to him, but if anything happens to my hustler, you’re all gonna owe me a lot more than $20.” I was all the more turned on knowing what I was worth. $20 barely covered the drugs. My holes were being rented out for much less. The men put down the pipes and the bong. They were ready to get the party started. I heard a collective sound of zippers from all directions. The stench of their cocks and balls filled the room. Some were well-trimmed, others were hairy. Some were quite small, others were as big as Billy Glide’s meat. My heart beat as fast as a racehorse in anticipation of my first cock. Incredible how meth can make even your resting heart rate this high. The guy who called dibs on me earlier was short (maybe 5’5”), stocky, bald, and wore a tight polo around his muscular body. He looked like he’d be one of the funny guys at the office, and I recognized his voice as one of the more verbal ones talking dirty about me to the other guys while I was getting fucked up and groped. His cock was average size, very well-shaped, and clean-looking, a good one to loosen my hole up and keep it warm for the others. He grabbed my ankles and lifted them onto the stirrups. The sling was actually very wide and my legs strained to be spread so far apart. He rubbed a few drops of lube on his dick and around my hole. My hole was being stretched too, and I could feel a cold breeze against the opening. “Mmmm, bon appetit,” he said as he pressed his mushroom head against my sticky ass. The pink lining of my ass instantly expanded and swallowed his meat as I felt an indescribable pleasure strike through my body. Then, he slammed his dick into my body and I felt it stab through my guts. I yelped and my body instinctively bucked, but I was held in place by the sling. And then, I could only feel pleasure as every single nerve in my body became its own sweet spot, and I begged for him to keep fucking me. “YES!” he yelled triumphantly as his balls hit my ass and the tip of his dick struck the deepest corner of my rectum it could reach. He sounded kind of like an avid fan screaming when his team scores a goal. The other men hooted, woofed, and cheered him on. The guys were now relaxing while jacking their dicks. Some of them lit up cigarettes and smoked while they watched the guy fuck me. “How does that hole feel, man?” “Aw man,” the guy fucking me groaned, pulling back out and this time gently thrusting into me, savoring the friction between his cock and the insides of my pussy. “So... so tight! I don’t think I can last long!” “Look at him,” John sneered derisively. “He’s looking up at you with those puppy eyes. You better show him no mercy before he thinks you’re makin’ love to ‘im or somethin’.” I realized I was almost in tears from pleasure, every cell in my body worshipping his cock and the feeling of it inside me. While he fucked me, he was a God to me. My entire existence was for his trivial pleasure. “Oh, we’re not making love,” he said. Suddenly, his pace quickened and he started fucking me ruthlessly. His dick jammed into my sweet spot over and over again and my toes curled and uncurled. The sling shook back and forth violently. “OH, OH FUCKING GOD! OH! OH! OH!” I cried. My dick was entirely soft from the drugs. Slosh, slosh, slosh. Each thrust made a sound like his penis was grinding meat. And it was – he fucked me like he was trying to hurt me. He probably was. “Someone shut the bitch up and stick a dick in his mouth!” A middle-aged man with grey pubic hair and a massively thick cock slapped my cock with his face. I opened my mouth wide, stuck out my tongue, and panted like a dog wanting food. Then, he slid his dick down his throat. And further and further down he went, until his dick actually hit the chemical tasting part of my throat. I was about to have a gag reflex as tears instantly welled up in my eyes and my throat churned loudly, but he slid his dick out just in time. Just as I was about to gasp for breath, the top leaned forward and thrust so deep into me that it felt like he hit my stomach. The drugs completely numbed me to the pain and all I could feel was an intensified orgasm in every nerve. The top’s cock stayed there, throbbing, then brutally thrust in once more. Suddenly, the inside of my ass filled with heat, and I felt thick wads of hot cum spill out of my ass as he stabbed me a third time. “OH! OH GO-,” I screamed in, but before I could finish, the grey daddy shoved his cock into my mouth and muffled my screams. As the top slipped his dick out he spat on me and said... “God can’t hear you now.” The men howled with laughter. “Next,” Ricky said. Continued in Part 3

If you're in an unsatisfying relationship, why stay? I never get why guys stick around when a relationship sucks.

I would literally kill my partner if he was cheating on me. So, good luck with that ya'll.

Cheaters suck, that shyt is not cool lol

"Fuck guys," I pushed both Roberto and Ivan away from me, ending our three-way kiss. "We need to take a break.” Ivan rolled over me to my right and lay back, laughing and rubbing his hairy belly. Roberto pulled away and caught his breath. I sat up a bit and repositioned some of the pillows against the wall at the end of the bed and sat up straight. I pulled my legs up, knees to my chest. My legs were spread open as Ivan looked at my mancunt and winked, smirking at me. Roberto handed us some Gatorade and we all took big gulps, our breathing still rapid, excitement still floating above us like an invisible cloud. Both men were still HARD. Roberto sat down at the edge of the bed and with his free hand---started to finger me. I moaned. So much for the break. But I wasn't complaining. Flying. "What is all this?" Roberto pointed with his other hand, drink clutched tightly, referring to the rimseat and HD camcorder. "Turn on the camera," I motioned, taking another gulp of my drink. Ivan sat up a bit, checking things out. Roberto leaned over to the HD cam resting on a tripod. He took a few seconds to figure out the control features and pressed a button. Beep. "Wow," Ivan proclaimed in surprise. Opposite of us on the flatscreen, the FF DVD imagery that was playing earlier abruptly changed, the visual of an amazing ass in close-up with a fist pistoning in and out rapidly, disappearing in a flash. The monitor came alive, a sudden brightness flaring in the dark bedroom. We were now all on the screen, digital representations at a heightened saturation. "Oh shit," Roberto whispered, impressed. He fudged with the cam, playing with it as we watched the visual, live on the screen, a slight pan towards the bed, a slight zoom towards my hole as Roberto's finger from his other hand darted in and out of my mancunt. "Wow," Ivan exclaimed again, repositioning himself for better access. He put his drink aside on the end table and Roberto did likewise. Beep. "It is recording now," Roberto announced, zooming in just a little more, my manpussy on the flatscreen at an unbelievable dimension. The assjuice on my asslips glistened like tiny digital sparks. Ivan's thick, rough fingers appeared on the screen and with both hands grabbed my mancunt lips and spread it apart. His fingers looked HUGE on the screen. Roberto's finger was still fucking me. Both men stared at the screen in awe, in lust, in anticipation. On the screen my hungry hole expanded to an unbelievable pornographic proportion. Ivan pulled on my mancunt lips, pulling it further apart. Roberto continued to finger-fuck it. Pull and fuck. Pull and fuck. They both looked at my hole, then at each other, nodding in pride. FUCK!!! "Let's do a little more Tina," I announced. They both turned and smiled at me. The hunger consumed me and it needed to be fed. "YEAHHHH..." Roberto sighed. He pulled away from my manpussy, got off the bed and took control of the favors. He refilled the glass cock adding more shards than what we had ingested before, looking at me with a mischievous grin. Ivan sat up straighter but still managed to finger me with his thick index digit from one hand. "Wait. Let me do one thing," Roberto announced, still holding the pipe. He toyed with the HD cam with his free hand as the camera zoomed out, away from my hole so that we saw a wider angle of ourselves on the flatscreen. We all looked dazed, hungry in our own selfish appetites, in that early state where the parTy is just REALLY getting started. Roberto grabbed the torch as Ivan and I watched his motions on the screen as if he wasn't beside us. Shit, he could have been parTying with two other strangers, in another room, another apartment…in fuckin’ Manhattan. Ivan and I were too lost, flying in some other space, mesmerized by the digital exhibit on the screen. Roberto lit up and carefully heated the bowl, twisting and turning gently, cooking those shards as it melted slowly, into a magical, transparent liquid. A huge cloud formed slowly in the glass bubble. He took a long, deep breath and inhaled. He then leaned into me as I leaned into him as we shotgunned that magical smoke. I stared at us with one eye on the screen, the other eye intensely on Roberto. I kissed him greedily, my mouth all sloppy and wet, saliva dripping out of our mouths. He gave it back in equal return. Ivan meanwhile fingered me again. Roberto suddenly pulled away and I instinctively grabbed Ivan, drawing his mouth to mine. I exhaled big clouds to Ivan who took deep breaths and held it in. The big rough tongue then jabbed inside my mouth. I kissed him back in return, swallowing that fat tongue like another appendage of this Russian man. I started chewing at the heavy tip of his tongue with my teeth, applying just a little pressure, then more. He moaned then pulled away from me abruptly. We all stared at the flatscreen mesmerized as Ivan exhaled, huge clouds rising above us, fading into the dark shadows under the ceiling. FLYING. Boom. Boom. BOOM!!! The deep, dark electronic beats provided a soundtrack to the live HD footage reflecting on us. Roberto leaned into Ivan and handed him the glass pipe. Roberto struck the torch again and cooked the crystal for Ivan who repeated the earlier steps, letting the smoke accumulate, bigger clouds than just earlier forming inside that bubble. Then he took a really big breath intake and handed the pipe back to Roberto. Ivan leaned forward and kissed me, that rough tongue scratching on mine. We did that for nearly a minute (which seemed to last forever) while he still fingered me with his other hand. With one eye again, I looked at the screen, and with my other eye on Ivan. I couldn't believe this was real, this was happening. Despite all the Tina, I was getting HARD again with excitement. The entire scenario, the environment, these two HOT MEN just turning me ON on a deep level. They were both equal and completely different in how they provided their complete attention to my manhole. I loved the contrast of it. And then Ivan's tongue stopped; I received his silent signal as he exhaled a huge cloud into my mouth, my throat, my lungs. I inhaled deep and slow and closed my eyes, savoring the effect, spreading my legs further. Ivan pulled away, replaced quickly by Roberto and his soft tongue, gliding over mine, wet with saliva and anticipation. My tongue stopped moving as he recognized the moment. I exhaled and he pulled my smoke into himself. He then kissed me again gently and pulled away as my mouth was left open, my tongue licking my lips. Roberto looked at the screen. Ivan continued to finger me. We all stared at our digital mirror as Roberto released the clouds, one bigger than the next. We repeated this process for several more minutes, laughing as we got higher and h i g h e r , until the bowl's ingredients was spent. Roberto placed the pipe carefully aside. "Roberto," I had an idea, "can you grab the rimseat?" He turned around and picked it up from the floor. I stood up carefully on the bed, pulling out of Ivan's rummaging fingers inside me. Ivan adjusted himself, helping my balance. I grabbed the rimseat from Roberto and placed it on the bed in front of me. Ivan and Roberto pulled away as I adjusted the leg heights to it’s lowest setting. Then I carefully sat down, centering my ass over the seat, bracing myself on Ivan's big upper body. Roberto looked at the screen and smiled in understanding and approval. He then adjusted a lamp on the bedside table, aiming it at my ass which now glowed on the screen. He pulled on the camera, released it from the tripod and held it. The picture on the screen suddenly got jumpy until Roberto repositioned himself, kneeling on the floor beside the bed, elbows on the mattress, getting some stability, aiming the camera on my ass. On the screen my manpussy was glowing in a blur as the image zoomed in slightly until the center of the frame came into focus, a tiny bead of assjuice on the tip of my pussylips, sparkling. "Can you grab that?" I motioned to Ivan now, pointing to some toys at the foot of the bed. Ivan picked up a dildo. "No-not that," I pointed again until he figured out what I wanted. "Yes-that one." I thanked him. I grabbed a towel near us and wiped whatever little lube or ass juice I had near my manhole. I then positioned the ass pump under my hole, reached over for the lube on the side table near me, grabbed just a small amount and applied the slippery liquid to the long, clear acrylic phallic probe at the center of the pump. The probe extended about six inches and had a circumference of a small dildo. I then slowly pushed the probe into my ass. It slid in easily as I was so h u n g r y. I swallowed that probe as the pump walls enveloped my hole. I handed Ivan the hand-crank of the pump. "Roberto could you please..." I motioned to the poppers on the side table. Roberto generously fed it to me. I took deep, repeated breaths and then closed the cap on the container and held it with one hand. I exhaled rapidly. "Ok, Ivan pump S L O W L Y ," I instructed. He did as I asked as my asslips extended gradually, filling the transparent cylinder's oval walls as the vacuum pressure built up inside the acrylic pump. Roberto zoomed in just a little more. From the flatscreen we could clearly see my manhole expanding. The stretch felt great, a slight subtle sting from the pressurized pull of the vacuum, but nothing unbearable or uncomfortable. "Wow," Ivan exclaimed, looking at my hole under the rimseat, then turning quickly at the flatscreen, looking at the magnified digital representation. "Big mancunt," he declared, matter-of-fact. On the screen the acrylic tube sucked on my hole, pulling my asslips around the center phallic shaft that was lodged inside me. My asslips were engorged and filling the walls of the pump. "A little more," I begged to Ivan. He pumped a few more times watching the effect on the screen. He was mesmerized. "You so bad and nasty," he said, proclaiming the obvious. I took a hit from the poppers container again. Oh man, that felt so fucking GREAT! I leaned back slightly enjoying the sensation of the poppers hitting me, the combination of the Tina from just earlier mixing with everything already in my system. My hole was relaxed and expanding. At the same time, the pressure from the pump was INCREDIBLE. Ivan grabbed the vacuum pump tube and started to rock it up and down, fucking me with the center phallic probe. It could only go an inch or so as the tube was already set around my ass and there was no more depth to be had. But regardless-it was FUCKING INTENSE! I moaned and took more hits of poppers as Roberto continued to capture the footage. Ivan stopped with the probe-fucking after several minutes. "Here, you hold," he handed me the hand-crank as he let go of the pump, which was still attached tight to my pulsing hole. Ivan leaned back and very carefully stood up on the bed, balancing himself on my shoulders. Roberto saw what was going on and carefully adjusted himself away from the edge of the bed, the camera following him as the footage on the flatscreen panned out, to a wider shot, displaying me on the screen, legs spread, this monster tube, stuck and hanging from my ass, my manpussy extended over an inch or more on its walls. And standing beside me was Ivan and that monster thick Russian tool, still hard as a rock and pointing straight out. Ivan pushed forward as his cockhead entered my mouth. I stared up at him, hunger written all over me. He had a mad look on his face, intense and crazy, almost menacing and slightly frightening, like someone possessed. I sucked on his cockhead greedily as I pumped on the hand-crank. I moaned as my asslips filled the vacuum tube, an extra intensity with a wave of sustained pleasure washing over me. I nursed Ivan's cock sucking it further into my mouth. Ivan held his balance on the bed, one hand on my shoulder, the free hand now tightly pinching on my right nipple. Hard. Soft. Hard. Soft. HARD! The nipple play, his thick cock now forcing itself in my mouth and the pumping pressure on my hole was just too much! URGGHHMMMMM! I moaned, sounding indecipherable with the monster sinking further into my mouth. Boom, boom, b o o m...the bass seemed to fade into the dark corners of the room as all the heightened sensations overcame me. I could only hear myself groan---but not from myself---it came from echoes emitting from the flatscreen speakers, as my eyes closed, dazed in pain and pleasure. Ivan pushed further, and despite the fact that I had swallowed this massive cock earlier, it felt alien and huge. I almost gagged. He continued to pinch hard on my nipples. He pushed in slightly, not really caring if I could manage the extra inch or so that was descending into my throat. I squeezed on the hand-crank twice, the pressure pulling my mancunt further into the vacuum. I could feel the edge of my pussylips fill and cling to the interior walls of the acrylic pump. It also tightened around the center phallic probe. It felt like I was squeezing a super hard cock while this exterior force was crushing my asslip walls at the same time. Ivan pushed harder, deeper, filling my throat. I tried to massage his shaft with my mouth, but my rhythm was thrown off as the intensity of his monster cock filled me and the pressure on my hole grew to a magnified level. I squeezed on the hand-crank once more as Ivan did the same with my nipple, only harder. It was too much. “Stop,” I protested, my voice muffled, pulling out, catching my breath as his thick cock slid out of my mouth, wet and sloppy with my saliva. “It’s too fucking intense!” I leaned back slightly and looked at the screen for guidance in between my legs. I pushed a finger around the base of the pump, applying a little pressure around my perineum, until the vacuum seal was broken, the pump now released. I pulled on it slowly as the thick tube came loose, the center probe revealing itself inch by inch as I dragged it out my hole, pulling the pump away. My asslips were engorged, glistening, fat and huge, dropping more than an inch from my ass. I took a deep breath, feeling my hole loose, open, free, relaxed, ENORMOUS. “HOLY SHIT!!!” Roberto exclaimed. The image on the screen vibrated as he was so excited, so turned on by the image in front of him, that he was shaking. He stepped back, fidgeted with the HD cam, locking it back on the tripod, adjusting it quickly as Ivan and I looked at him, then at the screen, as the image grew wider, the lens panning out. The lamp was still focused mostly on my hole, dripping, pulsing and huge, descending from my ass. Roberto stepped aside, walked to the end table beside the bed, licked the tip of one finger and dusted it generously with some Tina. He grinned at me and I smiled back in appreciation, as we all exchanged glances-not directly-but at each other on the flatscreen, flying and lost in the media over-saturation. He grabbed a pillow from behind me and positioned it under the rimchair. Roberto then climbed on the bed, laying on his back and slid under the chair, his face positioned under my ass. “Isso é tão bonito,” he whispered in between my legs as he inserted the Tina-laced finger, pushing it as far as it could go, deep into my hole. I opened the poppers and breathed deep in each nostril, repeated, then inhaled through my mouth. Roberto’s right arm reached upwards, palm open. I handed him the container and he took deep breaths also, turning his head to the side from under the rimchair. He handed the bottle back up and before I could grab it, Ivan took hold of it and followed my lead, inhaling from his mouth as he winked at me. He handed the container back to me as I tightened the lid. I felt something wet and slippery at my hole. On the flatscreen, Roberto’s face disappeared in between my legs, smothering itself on my ass. His long tongue glided through my hole, my manpussy lips still extended, dropping loose from the earlier pumping. He pulled on my asslips with both hands, spreading it gently as he let his tongue circle around the perimeter of my manpussy. He licked it slowly, devouring my manpussy, teasing it with the tip of his tongue. He moved his chin and brushed his light beard against my asslips. It felt like a million needles scratching on my very sensitive hole. It was an intense sting then rapidly became an overwhelming pleasure. OH FUCK!!!! I love it when a guy eats my hole this way, taking his time, taking it slow at first, building and building. The booty bump was starting to have effect as I could feel a new heat building inside my hole, an ever-increasing sensation that was only heightened by the poppers. Ivan jerked on his massive dick, the head an inch from my face. He was looking at me, looking at my hole on the screen, looking at Roberto’s snake between his legs which was still HARD and bouncing from excitement. I leaned forward just a bit and with my right hand grabbed that snake and slowly massaged it, feeling the weight, jerking on it. It was still super HARD! I turned slightly to my left as Ivan’s cockhead met my lips. I sucked his thick Russian tool slowly in, applying more and more pressure on his head as he moaned, his head turning more rapidly, watching the events unfold live in front of him and digitally represented on the screen. The combination of all the reflective sordid action was turning both of us on. I love my visuals with assplay. Roberto slurped between my legs. I was breathing rapidly, trying to spread my legs more for Roberto, jerking his dick, sucking on Ivan’s monster that was now slowly starting to fuck my mouth. I looked up at him, nodded in acceptance, as he pushed another inch in. I sucked harder. I squeezed Roberto’s shaft. He moaned in between my legs as I felt his tongue slide into my hole, darting in and out rapidly. “Tão aberto,” he moaned. From the flatscreen I saw his face lower from my engorged manpussy. He reached into my hole with a few fingers and gently made circlular motions, massaging my inner walls. His tongue darted back in, the tip folded to a point as he fucked my hole that way: tongue and fingers. He swirled his tongue around the fingers as if they were in a race with each other, darting from one side to the other, his tongue rapidly alternating with his fingers. The intense movement felt incredible as the booty bump was now pulsing deeper in my hole, like the beats of the music that started to creep back from the corners of the room, surrounding us…b o o m...boom...BOOM! I leaned my head back a little, my mouth opened wider as Ivan pushed further in. I let go of Roberto's snake and concentrated on Ivan's tool pushing on my throat while enjoying the heightened sensation between my legs. I motioned for Ivan to pause as I did more hits of poppers from my nose carefully. I was so HUNGRY I didn't want that monster cock to leave my mouth. Ivan grabbed the container from me and inhaled also. He handed it back to me as I sealed it. His cock pushed in another inch as he sensed the poppers having its immediate effect on me; my throat now invited him entry. Ivan pushed in another thick inch. I breathed in deep from my nose to get as much oxygen. I closed my eyes, concentrating on the intense sensations on both of my holes. I kept visualizing the inside of my throat getting looser, softer, open, like how my ass would be as the night continued. Ivan pushed more in, not being so gentle now as he could sense my allowance, my need, my hunger. OH FUCK!!! The weight and fullness, the rigidity of the massive cock felt incredible in my throat. Roberto meanwhile was now slowly licking the edges of my manpussy with the tip of his tongue, sliding it around that it felt like he was barely touching it, just teasing it, playing with it, making me more HUNGRY. "So beautiful," Roberto moaned from in between my legs. Clearly the poppers and booty bump was also having an effect on my manpussy. Roberto started kissing my asslips, his lips puckered, smacking against my hole. And then he would thrust his long tongue inside, swirl it around, rapidly, then slowly, then rapidly again. His tongue would pull out quickly and he would resume kissing my very sloppy asslips. Ivan pushed in further. My throat was so open now that he slid in several inches without any restraint from my part. The fullness inside me felt amazing as I massaged his shaft with my throat muscles. Roberto now started licking my hole gently, just teasing it with the tip of his tongue. FUCKING INCREDIBLE!!! The double assault on both of my holes was overwhelming. Ivan was moaning, enjoying the attention. I glanced down to Roberto's groin and saw his snake bouncing up and down uncontrollably, precum leaking out from his cockhead, creating a small pool near his navel. Ivan pushed harder, all of his cock now engulfed inside my mouth, my throat. His pubic hair tickled my nose. I twitched my manpussy and pushed it out for Roberto to devour. Fucking INTENSE. I pulled away from Ivan slowly, releasing his cock from my throat as I took a deep breath as the thickness of his tool emptied out of me. He grabbed his cock from the base and squeezed it, watching me, puzzled. I suddenly grabbed the seat of the rimchair from my sides and carefully stood up. In between my legs, Roberto looked dazed, surprised, bewildered. His tongue danced in the air, his face framed by the seat surrounding his head. I stood up for a second, stepped forward carefully as Ivan held me with one arm for balance. And then I positioned myself over Roberto's cock. He sensed what I was now doing and grabbed his cock firmly as it pointed up to my ass which was now descending onto that snake. OH YEAH !!!! Inside my hole, a beat pulsed and pulsed, in rhythm to the dark bass embracing us. The inner heat in me that had been building earlier needed to be satisfied. I felt Roberto's cockhead enter slowly. There was a light pinch but it felt pleasant, almost like a tease, a tickle. All his warm saliva and my assjuice had my hole well lubricated that the snake easily slid in. We both moaned at the same time. On the flatscreen Ivan repositioned himself, turning to his side facing the camera as he jerked on his massive cock. I rocked myself up and down slowly on Roberto's snake for a few strokes, feeling his shaft fill my hungry hole. There was no tension, no resistance. The booty bump and my hunger made my hole very relaxed. I sat down completely on his groin, his hard tool impaled in its full length inside me. I squeezed my hole muscles a bit and then relaxed, pushing out. Roberto moaned deeply as his hands grabbed my sides to keep me steady. I slowly started to pull myself up from him, but just an inch or so, then descend back down, fucking myself with his shaft that was hard as a rock. It felt fucking great! Ivan was on the screen looking mad and intense again, watching us fuck while beating on his thick tool in a furious pace. I rocked up and down, pulling up higher and higher as we watched the screen, Roberto's long shaft revealing itself inch by inch with my strokes. He was now rocking with me, fucking me gently, then rapidly. I kept my hole loose as his snake slid in and out. Ivan continued to jerk his dick in quick, short motions. The thick snake was moving in a faster speed, sliding through my hungry tunnel. I crouched myself up with my hands clutching on Roberto's thighs for balance. I sat up in position and held it there as Roberto thrust in and out, faster and harder, really FUCKING ME NOW, building his pace, FASTER AND FASTER. His cock moved rapidly on the screen as Ivan beat off in unison. Roberto grabbed my hips tighter and pushed me down HARD on his cock as he thrust DEEP into my hole. I felt a sudden pulse from the snake inside me as he came hard in multiple spasms. “ABRIGADO! ABRIGADDDO!” he yelled. After several minutes (or was it longer than that?) his hands released me as they fell to his side, resting on the bed. He gasped heavily behind me, catching his breath. I slowly slid off the snake, pulling away, moving forward to his knees, catching my breath. I barely had a minute to do that. Ivan lunged forward, bent over and thrust his massive, thick Russian monster at my mancunt. UGGGHHHHHH!!!! I screamed, shocked by the sudden assault that came with no warning. Roberto pulled back quickly from in between my legs, as he pushed the rimseat away, as it bounced towards the edge of the bed. He leaned over and watched the activity unfolding on the screen. I caught his eye looking at mine, he had a sinister face that stunned me…then comforted me. I winked back at him from the flatscreen. Ivan pushed HARD AND DEEP. I jerked forward, the violence of his fuck, rocking me. I still had the poppers in one hand and quickly uncapped the container, took deep breaths through my nostrils repeatedly, then a big inhale through my mouth, then closed the container. Ivan pushed HARDER, DEEPER. I was now gasping, lunging forward with each thrust as Ivan would pull out of my mancunt, then pushing back as he would fuck back into me. I pushed my mancunt lips out. I wanted to be super loose for him as he fucked me. Like a cunt. But a mancunt that he was now taking special care to attend, to feed, to breed. He fucked HARDER AND HARDER, each thrust seemed more violent than the one that preceded it. It was almost hurting, but I loved the pain. I would squeeze my ass for a second for the extra burn. OH FUCK!!!! Then with a deep breath, I would release my ass muscles, getting loose and sloppy. “FUCKIN’ BITCH MANCUNT!!!!” Ivan yelled over the dark, deep bass. He fucked harder a few more strokes, then pushed and fucked with such intensity from his last stroke that I almost got thrust to the edge of the bed. “AWWWW…YOU FUCKIN’ MANCUNT!!!!” Ivan protested again, thrusting one HARD LAST TIME---EXPLODING inside me, his cum a warm pool that added even more heat into my burning tunnel. On the flatscreen I could see Roberto jerking off his dick behind us. Ivan was now moaning, his head rocking violently side to side as he caught his breath with his massive tool still HARD inside me. He stood there, knees bent, his massive weight descending on me with that tool still pulsing. My inner hole was only getting warmer and warmer. And then, suddenly Ivan pulled out, stepped back a bit and knelt towards my hole. With his giant paws, he spread my asscheeks apart and dove in with his face. My back arched up in pleasure as his rough, fat tongue entered my very open, loose hole. Roberto jumped off the bed abruptly and grabbed the HD camcorder loose from the tripod and stood over us, zooming in. On the screen, my ass filled the horizontal frame, Ivan’s big hands bleeding off the edge, his now-giant tongue greedily licking away at my hole. I shook the poppers container and took deep breaths. HOLY FUCK!!! This was fucking intense. Ivan just kept going at my hope, sucking on it, eating his own cum that was mixed with Roberto’s warm contribution from earlier. There was so much cum from both of them that it was spilling out my engorged mancunt. Some of my asslips were so wet and moist with their man juice that it was almost white. A big glob of cum dripped from the side of Ivan’s tongue, falling off the edge of the frame. His tongue kept furiously sucking on my hole, spreading it apart with his fingers. Ivan then inserted his right index finger and attempted to fish out more of the warm liquid seed. His finger pulled out after a few seconds and was covered in cum that he then sucked off. Then the finger disappeared again into my hungry mancunt, open and inviting. He twisted that finger deep inside, fucking me for a few seconds with force, then would stop and try to feel inside, grabbing what he was hunting for. The finger would exit my hole still covered with more man juice! On the screen his finger got larger and larger as he pushed it towards Roberto and the lens. The finger was swallowed on screen, Roberto’s chin peaking into the frame, his tongue lapping away at Ivan’s thick finger. The image on the screen suddenly went dark as Roberto lost control, sucking on Ivan’s finger, his hand with the camera now at his side, the lens pointed towards a dark corner of the room. The bass crept behind us again. Roberto leaned into Ivan and started kissing him deep, his tongue trying to get and taste what man juice he could grab. I leaned forward, squeezing myself away from Ivan, turning around, facing them as they shared their cum between each other. I shook the poppers container again, opened it and fed it to both hungry men who took deep breaths of the nasty aroma without releasing their locked lips. I fed myself then closed the container, tossed it aside, and with my other hand, felt my manpussy. It was wet, sloppy, moist, open and dripping. I pushed several fingers inside coating it with more man juice. I then fed the coated fingers to both men, who stared at me, with a deep hunger, like thirsty animals on the prowl. I leaned forward, stuck my tongue out and shared the cum with both of them, our tongues dancing to the dark beat behind us. FUCK. I LOVE TAKING BREAKS. On the flatscreen the lens gazed in the darkness, the automatic lighting meter resetting itself, a sparkle of light emitting on the corner of the frame as my sling started to glow in the shadows.