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Part 1: The Revelation I'm not the best writer, so please forgive me if I jump around a bit. I want to tell you about what happened to my friend, Ahmed. You're probably thinking of some middle-eastern dude, but Ahmed looks just as white as any Abercrombie model you might see. His dad was white and his mom was arabic. He got the beset of all of those genes. Well, that all probably doesn't matter. A few weeks ago, Ahmed confessed in me that he had sex with a guy with HIV. I guess I am writing this to sort out my feelings and warn others from making decisions they may be contemplating. I was shocked and disappointed when Ahmed told me about it. I'll try to recreate some of the discussion as best I can. "Did he cum in you?" I asked him. Ahmed looked down and spoke softly, clearly ashamed. "Yeah, but it was an accident." That seemed very doubtful so I pressed him, "bullshit, someone doesn't accidentally cum in you!" I challenged him. I didn't think it was possible for him to seem even more embarrassed, but his frown extended and he started to fidget. "He said he would pull out, and he did ..." Ahmed paused with growing discomfort, "but when he came, it still went into my hole." "What are you talking about? How can that happen?" I asked Ahmed incredulously. Ahmed seemed more annoyed than ashamed when he explained what happened. "For christ sake, Sonjay, he was hung!" he said as if answering my question. I didn't get it. "So?!" His annoyance grew. I could tell I was upsetting him because he called me Sonjay, instead of Jay. (Not that it matters, but I have an arabic parent too, but look "white". I hate being reminded of my given name, though.) "Look, when a guy with a huge dick fucks you and then pulls out, your hole can stay open," he tried to clarify. Honestly, I never heard of anything of the sort. And Ahmed and I played around when we were younger and I remember I couldn't even get a pinky into his hole. So, this was even harder to believe. He saw the continued puzzled look on my face and tried explaining in it differenty, "he gaped my hole, okay? He fucked me hard, and made my asshole gape, and then when he came, some of his cum shot into me. Got it?" I nodded immediately. It sounded odd, but I didn't want to keep pressing the issue. I wanted to be supportive. "So that's how you got cum inside you?" I asked him. Again, shame came over Ahmed when he answered, "the first time .." "The first time?!" I asked, realizing my voice was raised. I could see the pain in his face, and I tried to calm myself and be supportive, "okay, sorry, I'm just shocked. So he came in you more than once. How many times did he fuck you?" Ahmed's shame seemed to subside some. It was almost as if he wanted to re-tell the story at this point. "He fucked my five times and came inside me all five times." It was a long pause. I tried to process it all. Ahmed tried to justify his actions, "you don't understand, Jay, he's soo hot, and I don't know, I just couldn't say no to him. And I figured he did it once already, and I probably got hiv from him, so I dunno .." he trailed off. It was clear I wasn't understanding or approving of it. "You're smarter than this," I assured him, "I mean, you're in med school. You know how dangerous this disease is," I tried to plead with him. "I know," he said, but remained tight-lipped. "And he wants to see me again tonight." "Well, you're definitely not seeing him," I informed Ahmed. He was slow to respond, "No, of course not," he said. But I didn't believe him. His voice lacked conviction. I decided to change the topic. My stomach was starting to churn. "How did you even meet him?" Ahmed pointed to his phone on the table in front of him, "on grindr." He picked up the phone, opened the app, and within moments showed me pictures of his new "friend." I have to admit, he was surprisingly handsome and very healthy .. well very fit looking. Ahmed quickly swiped his screen, and it took me a few moments to realize what I was looking at. "He's got an enormous dick," Ahmed said, perhaps to help inform me as to what I was looking at. "It's like 9 and a half inches and thick!" I almost detected a hint of excitement in Ahmed's voice. I wanted to yell at him, but I kept myself calm. He swiped back and I saw his profile's headline just before he locked his phone, "who wants it?" I turned my attention to my Ahmed, "look, I don't understand all of this, but I'm your friend. And I will support you. But, as a friend, you have to tell me that you're going to learn from this, okay?" Ahmed nodded silently. "Now, let's get you tested first thing tomorrow morning, okay?" Again, Ahmed nodded silently. He seemed distant and far away. Well, that's how this all started. I'll continue this later. - Jay

Part 2: Investigation Did you know that all sex is irrational? If you think about it, there's no objective reason for people to get naked and touch each other. One could argue that childbirth is its goal, but that fails to account for all of the sexual activity done for the sole sense of pleasure. Irrational. Why would an otherwise brilliant person allow a person with HIV to cum inside him? That question consumed me, and still remains somewhat unanswered. But, whatever, the case, I have a duty to protect my friend, Ahmed. I fear that he might continue to make poor decisions without some kind of intervention. And that's why I disregarded my offense to that God-for-saken dating app, Grindr. I need to talk to this fellow that led Ahmed astray. I must stop this. Everything about this app appalls me, including the ridiculous sound it makes when someone messages you. Fourteen messages in a matter of minutes. And not one of them worthy of interest. Uggh. How to find this guy that seduced Ahmed? And how to dissuade him from his disgusting intentions? Okay .. filter options. What is Ahmed's type? I tapped away at my estimation of his preferences, which I felt have been revealed by his past dating: taller than six foot, white or latino, and thin, shall we say under 180 pounds total? Let's go with under 35 years old. I never knew Ahmed to go for someone more than ten years older. Okay, I have to say that the Grindr search options were rather helpful in my quest. Damn it! Upgrade to see more guys?! With some exploration, I realized I could search a few years worth of age at at time, and workaround the maximum guys limit. Perhaps that's a credit to a medical education .. how best to work within parameters. Every problem has a solution, our chief resident would remind us. True, it seems. My heart seemed to skip a beat when I found the person responsible for my recent turmoil. Or was Ahmed solely to blame? So much confusion. Irrational. My finger trembled as I tapped on the icon representing the gorgeous figure that caused me such consternation. Okay, maybe he's not gorgeous. He's very handsome. Okay, it doesn't matter , does it? I should probably have thought about what I was going to say. I mean, I thought I knew I would give this fellow a piece of my mind and insult him as he deserved. How does one start a conversation like this? "Hey," seemed safe, and that's what I sent. I waited several minutes. No response. I then noticed this fellow was offline, and apparently he viewed my profile 10 minutes ago. Wtf? Okay, I guess I need to add a photo to my profile. I suppose I wouldn't respond to some black square. I saved a photo from my Instagram account. And, I opted for a shirtless vacation photo. Let's hope that gets his attention. Body-wise, I could be a stunt double for Ahmed. We've often been mistaken for brothers, so I was hopeful I would get the attention .. or rather response, I was seeking. Minutes became hours. Shit, with class tomorrow, I shouldn't be staying up late. I drifted in and out of consciousness until just after midnight. That horrendous sound of a Grindr sound alert shook me to full awakeness. The hiv gaper! I mean, I didn't know his name, so that's what came to mind. "Whats up?" was his response. Suddenly, I felt I didn't know what to say. Perhaps it was that drunken sensation you feel when you are chronically sleep-deprived? It was a slight sense of intoxication that allowed me to be direct with this offensive fellow. I tapped away, "you fucked my friend Ahmed and might have made him get HIV. I'm very bothered by this." I felt somewhat satisfied that I was direct with him. A long pause followed. That stupid chirp noise accompanied his response, "are you his boyfriend or something?" What? I shook my head and replied, "no, I'm his best friend. You should not be fucking guys or cumming inside them. you have HIV. that is wrong!" I sent the response quickly. I felt my adrenaline kicking in and it continued to motivate me. His response only served to frustrate me further, "wait, you mean Adam? that twink that I bred a couple weeks back? He wanted it. I don't cum inside anyone unless they want it. Don't get pissy with me. You don't know me !" My slight trembles turned to full on shaking. Who's this guy think he is? How irresponsible? "You shouldn't have done that!" I fired back. "Oh wait, are you a jealous friend? are u upset because I didn't fuck your hole?" he shot back. Gasp! What the hell is this? "Don't flatter yourself. Just because you're gorgeous with a big dick doesn't give you the right to infect people with a deadly virus!" No response. For several minutes, no response followed. Shit. I complimented this man that did so wrong. I didn't mean to do that. How does one address a situation like this? Okay, what did I want to do. I need to protect Ahmed. "I don't want you fucking Ahmed anymore, please," the characters rolled off my finger tips. Minutes passed without any response. Was he ignoring me? Was I blocked? My impatience was growing. And then his unexpected reply followed, "fine. give me your ass instead. your hot as fuck. you wanna get your hole pounded?" My heart beat quickened. Wtf?! This isn't what I was suggesting. What an arrogant guy! He thinks he can just gape any hole he wants? Hell no! A wave of emotion flooded me. The anger turned to curiosity. The curiosity turned to interest. No, it wasn't interest. I'm not interested. I reiterated my point, "I don't want you fucking me friend again! please stay way from him. He can't resist you, okay?" There, I did my duty. It's foolish I was startled by the Grindr message alert sound again, but it made me jump a little. And the response he sent made gave me chills, "Can YOU resist me?" he sent back.

The Wall The wall is a private club for the discerning black gentleman who appreciates the most wonderful things in life, most especially beautiful fit young white boys…this is one boy’s journey into the life of being a whore for big black daddy cock. Joey stumbled out of the back door of the club, his head was spinning and his shirt, stretched taut across his muscled torso was soaking wet with sweat, he shook his head wondering what was wrong with him, he had no idea his drink has been spiked, he thought about his friends in the club, where were they? But his scrambled thoughts were soon brushed aside as he stumbled and was grabbed by a pair of thick black muscled arms “whoa boy be careful”, Joey lifted his blue eyes to see a giant brute of a man, at least 6’5 and 250lbs with a mouth full of gold teeth, the man held Joey with no effort at all as his other hand ripped open the shirt on Joey’s young muscled torso open “after all we don’t want bruised goods”, the giant black man rubbed his hand over young Joey’s smooth pearly white pectoral’s snarling with a curled lip that Elvis would be proud of and an evil glint in his eye “not yet anyway”

CHAPTER 15: Cod: Waking up I can feel my dad’s body against mine. I can smell the sweat of his arm pits, “such a nice way to wake up”, I’m thinking, then I realize my dad’s fat cock is in my ass and he’s gently moving back and forth – he’s fucking me. I guess my father woke up and decided he needed another go at my hole; I squeeze down on his cock to increase the sensations, and let him know I’m now a willing accomplice. “Someone’s finally awake”, I squeeze down again on his cock again and again, “ohhhh… yeah boy.. mmmmm.. been fucking you for nearly 10 minutes, ..was wondering when you’d wake up”, the only words I can think of, “Fuck me… harder Dad”. Dad wraps his left arm over my shoulder, pulling me in closer, and I get another strong whiff of his armpit…. “fuck”, softly escapes my lips. My dad never needs to be told to fuck his own son harder, he uses the extra leverage to push deeper inside me and I can feel his sweaty nuts touching my ass, “Not gonna last long this morning boy… your ass.. ohhhh… yeah… gonna fucking breeeeed…”, “mmmmm”, “Gonna.. gonna.. pump another big load of dad sperm inside you.. you want that baby boy?”, “Mmmmmmm” is my only reply. “Tell me Cod.. tell your old man what you really want,.. lemm…”, I interrupt him, “I want all of you Dad! I want you to fuck your sperm inside me, do it to me.. shoot inside me deep, make your cum part of me”. I really don’t know where all this is coming from but I’m so horny and we’re sweating, all I can smell right now is my dad’s sweaty armpits and the man on man sex – I want his load badly. I can feel his cock stabbing at my insides, it hurts like I’ve got to piss, but I assume it’s just that hot bare cock hitting all the right places. I can’t contain myself though, “Ohhhhh dad… ohhhhhhhhhhhh god dad… please… please fucking breed me”, “Fuck yea Cod.. getting’ close, gonna give IT to you”, he huffs between breathes, stressing the word “IT” again, like before. This time I’m buying in, “Give IT to me Dad.. fuck me full”, clearly stressing the word “IT” for him. This really gets him wound up and he’s basically banging my ass as hard as he can now, Dad is really giving it to me – I don’t care if my ass bleeds, I want and need his cum to be part of me. “Ohhhh .. fuck… ohhhhhh fuck… ohhhhhhh fuck Cod… gonna…. Gonna… fuck”, “Yeahhhh… Dad… breed your son’s ass, breeeeed me….”, “FUCKKKKKKK!!!”, I can hear and feel my dad as his cock unloads in my ass. “Fuckk… fuck… cuummmmmming … fuuuu….”, I feel him pushing the cock that made me all the way in, and stopping, as it jerks slightly and pumps what feels like a gallon of “Dad” semen deep into me. We’re both heaving and sweating, “Ohhh fuck baby boy… that’s so hot… soooo good”, I can feel his heavy breathes on the back of my neck, his cock still lodged deep, I have no intention of letting it go; my dad’s cock is right where it needs to be. My mind wonders a little, “Dad – Adam is hiv-positive, and we’ve been having risky sex, it’s his cum you felt yesterday”, wondering if I should tell him that. My dad is still in the moment, hard, and he starts pumping in and out a little, “yeah… baby boy… working my load in you, wanna be sure it’s part of you”, that quickly brings me out of my distraction, I simply moan to let him know we both want the same thing. I don’t know his motivations but I know mine, and I want to be his son, his lover, his bottom boy and I need his cum to be part of me. I love how he feels when we’re this close, “I’ll just get tested again and then we can talk about Adam later, if I test poz”, I think. I squeeze down on dad’s cock movements to signal my approval. A few minutes of this go by and I finally feel my dad’s cock slip out of me, he’s still holding me close, kissing my neck; I turn over. We make eye contact, my lips open, “Love you Dad…”, “Love you too son”, and like that, we’re making out like sex-starved lovers. I love this man so much. My cock is rock hard but without dad’s fuck stick inside me I realize I need to piss so bad it almost hurts. Dad and I are making out and he says, “Need to take care of my boy”, as he slides down to my cock. “Dad. Dahhh… ahhhh”, I can feel his mouth on the head of my cock – Dad is sucking and licking the slit. “Dad … stahhh… fuck… Dad,.. Dad.. I gotta piss”, he mumbles something around the head out of my cock, which feels oddly satisfying, and keeps working the slit. “Serously.. Dad.. “, but he’s not stopping, finally, “Dad if you don’t stop you’re going to get a mouthful of my piss”, giving him the chance to move, but he’s having none of that. “Ahhh.. ahhh.. fine.. you want to swallow my morning piss.. raunchy fu…. “, and then I feel a trickle and the piss starts to leave my cock and enter my dad’s pig mouth. “Pig!”, and I give him a big squirt, choking him a bit, causing him to pull off.. some of my piss goes on both of us and the bed. Without speaking he puts my cock back in his mouth and looks up at me – waiting. At this point I’m barely holding back the full stream, “The toilet mouth wants more huh?”, my cock never leaves his mouth and he nods. I struggle to get it started slowly and not drowned him in the flow. Finally it starts again and this time I’m letting the stream go continuously, I can see my dad swallowing, drinking from his son. A smirk comes over my face, “Refreshment from the Fountain of Cody”, and I chuckle. “Yeahh… Dad.. drink it.. ahhhhh.. so hot”, I can see throat moving as he swallows more, but I don’t force the stream, instead I just let it out easy, making him taste my strong morning piss for as long as I possibly can. “Damn Dad this is so hot, you should swallow my piss every morning”, a moan, and another nod as he’s licking me clean. He finishes and gets up, “Stay here and relax boy, I’m going to go make breakfast”, I watch him as he leaves the room his cock looking piss hard, leading the way. Dad: Waking up with a hot boy like Cod in your bed makes my cock so hard and breeding him completely drains my balls, but drinking his morning piss, and him being a pig about it, really takes things in an interesting direction between us. I can still smell and taste his piss – it’s so strong. I really need to piss and decide two pigs can play at this game; I piss into the coffee maker, add some water, a packet of coffee and set it to brew. I smile. Over the next several weeks or so I fuck Cod daily, sometimes I also drink his morning piss, and sometimes both of these things happen. My son Cod is taking at least one load a day from me daily, and sometimes he gets two, he’s taken at least 20 or so plus load lately, “Which load will knock him up? Will he be able to handle it?”, I wonder. I decide to check in on Jake and Chris, Chris and I haven’t talked as much as I’d like. Jake, however, took what I’m pretty sure is a highly toxic load from me, Sam and Sergei; I want to know if he converted. I decide to text Sam first: Me: “Hey sexy.. heard anything from Jake lately?” Sam: “nope, when we fucking” Sam is still off his meds and breeding me, but, not the usual amount, he’s knows I’m focused on impregnating Cod, lately he’s only fucked me 4 or 5 times. Me: “Tomm.. need it bad” Sam: “me2” I’m so focused on stealth pozzing Cod and seeing him become HIV+ -- that I’ve let most everything else sexual go, I need to be better about things, but its not easy, Cod and I stay naked at home. Cod tries to suck me off now and then but I always turn things on him and breed his ass; he’s bred me once. I decide to text Jake: Me: “Hey bud.. miss me? How are you doing? Any… news?” An hour goes by and I start to wonder if he’s going to respond, then the phone buzzes: Jake: “Miss hearing from you.. want you to fuck me, but really feeling sick right now, feels like a fever and I’m sweating like crazy at night” Sounds like the same thing I had a while back, my cock is instantly hard thinking Jake is HIV+ now and will test poz the next time he goes to get tested. Me: “Jake’s really sick.. fuck flu?” Sam: “FUCK YES!!” Few minutes later I get another text from Jake: Jake: “Weird.. remember Sam? Just texted me too .. asking how I’m doing, told him sick as fuck” Me: “What’d he say” Jake: “Said it might be fuck flu.. think so?” Me: “Dunno.. might be, prob need to get tested again soon” Jake: “is it weird I got hard when he said that?” Me: “No” Me: “I’m hard now too” Jake: “Cool.. wanna feel your cock again, and if I really am + now I wanna share it” I text Chris, he responds much faster than Jake did and he’s a lot more direct: Me: “How are you man.. long time” Chris: “Good.. really horned.. when we fucking?” Me: “Need to soon dude” Me: “BTW… been having lots of risky sex lately.. prob a good idea to test again and be sure” Me: “Need my son Cod to get tested, too” Chris: “Lots of bbin huh? That’s cool you know where I am most days.. we can have a private moment >)” I think, “Did Chris really just ask me to fuck him at the testing center? And is he chasing?”, my mind is swimming with all the possibilities. I decide to see how far down the rabbit hole goes. Me: “I want ‘IT’ bad, you?” Chris: “Yeah man.. needing ‘IT’ bad.. just wanna know the guy that does the deed, hopefully we can be close” If there were any doubt before that message, its gone now, Chris is a barebacker and he’s definitely chasing the bug the same way I did with Sam. Me: “Be glad to share my seed with you.. I might be hiv+ though” Chris: “>)” I decide that Cod and I will get tested this week or maybe next, I just need to figure out a way to get him to the testing center without him bringing up a lot of questions.

My First Group Breeding and Experience with Watersports: I had three pretty hot breeding experiences within about a month of one another and know that I got positive from one of them – or maybe got poz cum from them all. Here is the story of my first group breeding and first time taking cum in my ass. I was in my 20s and living in Texas and while I had sexual fantasies of being a little wild and piggish, I never acted on them as I was very shy, reserved, and always had safe sex and never took any risks. One afternoon I met a girl I used to work with for lunch in Houston as I was in town for a few days on business. I had a few margaritas, was pretty buzzed, and as I started to head home I passed an old adult movie theater. I remembered hearing about the place and they said it was like a real theater with all the seats and showed porn all the time, but also had some side rooms, booths, arcade, etc… so I figured what the hell and drove around the block a few times, parked, and went in. There were several guys that I could see in the big theater so I nervously sat for a while and watched the porn. It didn’t seem like anything was going on, not even people jacking their dicks, so I got bored and started to walk around to see what else the place had to offer. There was a refreshment/bar area with a few tables where a couple guys were sitting and smoking and they each turned and looked at me hard when I walked by. I ordered a beer, downed it, and walked around some more. Out near the maze and rooms were a few dozen guys of all types from business men to street trade lined up along the walls and I felt like a small calf who had just stumbled into a pack of wolves. I was so nervous so I just stood against the wall and tried to avoid eye contact, but within a couple minutes this white guy who was about 35, 6’5, 240, with a big mustache, in construction boots and kind of dusty clothes came up to me, grabbed my left arm and leaned down and said “Come with me,” before he started to push/guide me towards the end of the hall. We went inside the last room, which reeked and smelled like piss, cum, sweat, and just nastiness. The construction guy shut the door, locked it, then turned and looked at me. He didn’t say a word, just stepped up, put both his hands on my shoulders, pushed me down on my knees and unzipped his pants. I got the idea, so I worked his dick out and was in shock and awe. His cock was huge. I asked him if he had a condom and he said, “Shut up and suck it or I can leave.” So I started sucking him and within seconds he got about 10 inches long and really thick. I had had a few dicks that I thought were big, but nothing like that and started thinking in my head how much I wanted it inside me. After a few minutes sucking his dick he told me to strip. I started to say no, I was not comfortable, and he stepped close, put his hand over mouth and said, “Boy, you want some of this dick?” I just nodded. He then said, “Well then this is how it’s going to be. You are going to do what I tell you, and trust me boy, I will give you what you need. I have a few hours and plan on having a good time, now get out of those clothes.” As I started to undress, he sat on the bench in the room, lit up a cigarette, and watched me. By now, interest in what was going on in our room was clear as I noted some guy looking through the gloryhole from the next room, which made me even more nervous, but I finished stripping. The guy I was with then stood up, slid his pants down, pointed to his dick and sat back down. I went back onto my knees and started sucking. He then stood up and pulled me up, and had me bend over to suck him while he started rubbing his hands up and down my back, then to my ass, then he slammed two fingers in my hole. I tried to stand up and pull away as it hurt like hell being finger fucked with no lube, but he just shoved my head back on his dick and said, “Boy, I won’t tell you again.” So I kept sucking and he started saying “Hmm, nice hole, nice little cunt for me, hmmm.” He then pushed my head back and pointed to the right. Some guy had stuck his dick through the gloryhole and the construction worker pushed me towards it as he walked behind me with his fingers still up my ass. I leaned over, put my hands on the wall and started sucking the dick in the hole. I had never done an anonymous blowjob before, but seemed like I did not have much choice as I wanted the construction guy’s big dick. While I sucked the dick in the hole, the guy behind me pulled his fingers out, leaned over my back and said into my ear, “Don’t stop boy.” I then felt him spit onto my ass, heard him spit onto his dick and I started to stand up to say no, put on a condom. With his left hand he pushed me down and with his right pulled my ass cheeks apart a little and I felt the head of his dick at the edge of my hole. He then shoved his raw dick in as far as he could go. I yelped and tried to stand up as it felt like he was ripping me apart. Trying to push back only pushed his dick deeper in and at the same time he grabbed me by the hips and started slam fucking. I was getting hit in the face with the dick through the hole and my head was hitting the wall. I was having all I could do to stand up and it hurt so fucking bad. Fuck my ass was burning! The guy fucking me slowed a little and shoved my face back to the hole in the wall. I could see the other guys face through the wall who had looked to see what was happening, and he stuck his dick back through. So I sucked it and the guy fucking me started fucking hard again, getting really verbal and loud. “Fucking cunt, yeah take my cock.” About that time the guy in the hole shot his load down my throat and pulled out. My head started banging the wall again and I could hear voices in the hall, people trying to door handle on our room, and I was nervous thinking we were in trouble for some reason, but the guy fucking me was not stopping. Another cock popped through the hole, a big black one that smelled like it had not been washed in weeks. I started sucking it (and gagged some) and the guy fucking me started saying, “Take my cum bitch, take my cum, fuck yeah,” before he shot in my ass. I could not believe it, had never felt that before and it was amazing!! It felt like gallons of hot oil going into me. He then yanked his cock out of my ass, turned me around, pushed my ass towards the black dick in the hole, and I backed up on it. The guy in the hole didn’t seem to mind as I felt him push back, and the construction guy who had just cummed in me made me bend down and start licking his dick clean. I could see cum and blood on his dick and hesitated, but he just shoved my head down on it until I was gagging and could not breathe. The guy in my ass then pulled out and I could feel cum running down my ass and legs. I stood up and the construction guy smiled, grabbed my head and said, “Good boy” then started kissing me really hard. His mustache hurt and he was a very rough kisser, but I loved it. The construction guy then stood up, zipped up his pants, and said, “Lock the door, I’ll be right be back,” and left the room. I was sort of stunned. What did he mean? Was he coming back? Damn I was just fucked without a condom and was scared and excited at the same time. Someone then opened the door and looked at me standing there naked, I said “Sorry,” closed the door and locked it. I looked down and saw cum running down my legs tinged with red. I touched my ass with my finger and it came back mixed with cum and blood and I freaked. What had he done to me? What did I let him do? There was someone looking through the hole too, so I just sat on the bench in the corner where I could not see them, or them me. Several minutes went by and I figured I should get dressed. I got up and started to put my clothes on when someone knocked. “Open it up boy,” he said. I unlocked the door and the construction guy came back in carrying some paper towels, and a case of Budweiser. “Did I tell you to get dressed? Get that shit off” he said. He tossed me the paper towels, then sat on the bench, opened up the beer, took two out and gave me one. He then pulled my arm and made me sit beside him and said, “Told you boy, I’m going to have a good time and we’re just getting started, now slam that beer.” As I was gulping it down, he pushed me to my feet and slammed a couple fingers up my ass. “Hmm, yeah boy, get you some cum.” He then walked over to the hole in the wall as someone else was looking through. The construction guy leaned down, and asked the guy in the other booth if he wanted to fuck me. The guy said yes, stood up and stuck his dick through. Mt breeder motioned me over, grabbed me, kissed me hard, bent me over and backed my ass up to another raw dick. I wiggled it in pretty easy with all that cum in there and the guy started fucking me. I then started sucking the construction guy and before long the guy in the hole must have shot, and pulled out, and then another guy was right behind him. Another anonymous, raw dick, but this one was a lot bigger and bigger and he fucked hard and rough before depositing a full load inside me. I stood up, the construction guy smiled, grabbed my head, kissed me hard again, pulled away a little and then spit on my face. He laughed at the look of shock I gave him before he continued kissing me. The construction guy pushed me towards the corner, bent me over the bench, put one foot up on the bench and slammed his dick up my ass. I cried out because it hurt worse than the first time and tried to run, but there was no place to go, so just tried to brace myself. He slam fucked for a while then slowed a little, started to get loud and verbal again, “Fucking little cunt, god damn, bitch, yeah take my cock, fuck yeah,” and then started slapping my ass harder and harder. People tried getting into the room again and I could hear some guy saying something through the hole in the wall. Harder and harder the construction guy fucked me before he seeded me again. Believe it or not this load seemed bigger than the first one. My guts were on fire and I was totally out of breath. I touched my ass and could not believe how wet and sore it was, and he just smiled. We both sat down on the bench. The construction guy grabbed me and kissed me deep, then pushed me away. He smoked a cigarette, I slammed another beer, started another, then he stood up, put his dick in my mouth, grabbed my head with both hands and said, “You better swallow it all.” I had no idea what he meant as he was not really hard, and then I felt him pissing in my mouth. I gagged, tried to push away, and he grabbed my head harder and said loudly, “Fucking swallow it – swallow it!” So I did. It tasted awful, warm and rotten, and I thought I was going to puke for sure. Some of his piss started running out the side of my mouth and when it did he yanked his dick out of my mouth and turned and finished pissing on the floor towards the corner. He then sat back down, smoked another cigarette and told me to slam some more beer. When his cigarette was done the construction guy grabbed me, started kissing me hard again and rubbing my ass. I rubbed his dick. He got up, said, “Lock the door,” and left again. I figured he had to get some cigarettes or something as we still had beer and he just pissed. My stomach was queasy as hell from the mix of beer and piss, so I sat down and tried to ignore the fact there was another face in the hole in the wall. That guy stuck his dick in, but I knew I better not do something if I had not been told to. A few minutes later the construction guy knocked and said, “Open up boy.” So I opened the door and stepped back and he walked in followed by a Mexican guy who was about my height, but heavier. I looked at the construction guy with a question on my face, “Suck his dick boy,” he ordered. The Mexican guy unzipped his pants, then took them right off and pushed me down to his dick. It was pretty big, but not as big as some that had fucked me already, and it was uncut. His dick smelled dirty and sweaty too, but he just shoved it in my mouth and started face fucking me. The construction guy sat down on the bench and lit up another cigarette, drank beer, and watched. When the Mexican got hard enough he pushed me down on the floor. The floor was so dirty, but he did not seem to care as he pushed me onto my back, lifted my legs, and then slammed his cock all the way in. I cried out and tried to push him off, but he just fucked harder and quicker. I looked to the construction guy and he had a big old smile on his face and was stroking his dick. The Mexican guy was so quiet, did not say a word, but I could tell he was close and soon he shot his load and then lay on top of me. He got up, said something in Spanish to the construction guy and they started chatting and drinking, so I got up and sat on the bench and was trembling a bit as I turned and saw someone looking through the hole. The Mexican guy finished his beer, got dressed, and left. The construction guy then stood up, tossed the paper towels at me and told me to wipe off. He also told me to try to push out the cum out of my ass. I thought we must be done and overwhelmed with all kinds of feelings and emotions – pain, guilt, desire, need. He smiled, said, “Good boy,” grabbed me again, kissed me long and deep, then guided me once more towards another dick poking out of the hole in the wall. I knew the rules by now so started sucking it, but this dick was not very big so it was difficult to really suck it well through the wall. I was focused on that when I suddenly felt the construction guy spread my cheeks like before with both hands and slam his cock balls deep. I gasped and cried out and tried to pull away and he slapped by ass hard and kept fucking. “Fucking cunt, you’re going to take it, you’re going to take every fucking thing I got!” That phrase stuck with me and later I realized a lot of poz tops say something similar like it’s their way of saying they are giving you poz cum. Anyways, the construction guy was rougher and harder than all the other times combined. I had all I could do to stand up let alone suck that little dick. He started pulling all the way out and slamming back in, all the way out and back in. I couldn’t breathe, it hurt so bad, my head was spinning. He was really loud at this point, “Take it bitch, take it, take it!” and then he slammed one last time and I felt him let loose. Fuck – how could one man cum so damn much! The construction guy then yanked his cock out of my dripping ass, zipped up, and walked right out of the booth without a word. I was still partially bent over and gasping before fully realizing he was gone. I quickly went to the door and shut and locked it before some of the other guys in the hall could come in. Cum was oozing out my ass my hole ached, throbbed, and hurt so bad. Yet, at the same time I felt empty and just wanted him back inside me. I realized then there was nothing like a man taking my ass raw and making it his and giving me his cum. While my head still told me I had to play safe, the pig in my soul was starting so say, “Remember how good that felt?” The thought flashed through my head, what if he was poz? But almost immediately I realized I did not care. I would have let him keep fucking me over and over and sharing my ass as much as he wanted. I went back to the theater the next three days hoping I might see that guy again. I saw the Mexican once and he tried to get me into a room, but I needed the construction guy and he was not there, so I left and never saw him again.

Bred by a Married Mexican Man: I had three pretty hot breeding experiences within about a month of one another and know that I got positive from one of them – or maybe got poz cum from them all. The first was the story of my first group breeding and first time taking cum in my ass. https://breeding.zone/topic/35240-my-first-group-breeding-and-experience-with-watersports/ Here is the second breeding. I had been back home in San Antonio for about a week after being fucked raw and bred by the construction guy and several other men in the adult theater in Houston. I was confused why it turned me on so much and could not stop jacking off thinking about them. I knew I should be safe, but the construction guy had been anything but, and it was the most exciting, and best sex I had ever had. I knew there was an adult video store just up the highway from my house, so I told myself I would just go and look and nothing else. Maybe I could jerk off in the theater or something and feel some of what I felt in Houston, although I did finger a gob of Vaseline up my ass all the while telling myself I wasn’t going to do anything. The parking lot had several cars in it and I was nervous. I walked in, looked around the store for a while, and finally got up the nerve to pay to go into the theater. Well, it was hardly a theater, just a bunch of folding chairs in a room with porn playing on the back wall. There were some guys sitting in the chairs and a couple standing against the wall and as my eyes adjusted to the dark, I walked to the far end of the back wall and decided to just stand there as no one seemed to be doing anything. I had been there about 10 minutes and was just getting ready to leave when this guy came and stood next to me. He was a bit taller than me, very athletic looking with huge shoulders and muscular arms, and had on a white t-shirt. I could tell he was Hispanic as from the light from the movie I could see his black, wavy hair and Latin good looks. He smiled, inched closer along the wall towards me, smiled again, and started rubbing his cock. I tried not to look as I swore I would not do anything, but he kept rubbing his pants and when the porn scene on the wall got a bit brighter I could see he had a huge bulge. I looked up into his eyes and he was smiling again. He grabbed my hand and put it on the bulge. It was so thick, and nice and long. He then said far too loudly in a heavy Spanish accent, “Suck it.” No one was doing anything like that there and I whispered, “No, not here, do you want to go to my house? I live about 5 minutes away.” He said, “OK, I will follow you.” So, I walked out of the theater and got in my car. I was scared as fuck. What was I doing? I waited for only a few minutes and then he came out, got into a very sporty looking car and then pulled up beside mine, rolled down his window, and smiled. God, I got weak. That smile just melted any resistance I had and I knew right then I would do anything he wanted. The drive to my house felt like it took forever. I kept checking my rear view mirror to make sure he was following me, convinced he would turn off, but no, he followed me all the way home. When we got into the house I closed the door and turned to introduce myself. He just smiled that smile again and unbuttoned his pants without saying a word. At that point I noticed his wedding band. Fuck the dude was married. I was nervous and afraid as I watched him do a slow strip tease for me in my living room before he sat on the couch and shook his dick at me, “Suck my cock,” he said. It was not quite as long as the construction guy’s in Houston, but it was thicker, a lot thicker. I could barely get my mouth around it. He leaned back and started moaning. I was sucking his dick the best I could, but it was so fat and he started pushing my head down harder and harder making me gag. I finally pulled off and stood and said, “I’m sorry, I’m not that good.” My Latin lover just smiled and said, “No, no, come here.” He tenderly helped me get undressed, ran his hands up and down my naked and shivering body, then guided me up onto the couch to straddle his lap and had me lean against his chest facing him as he started kissing me. We kissed for a long time and my dick was streaming pre-cum across his torso. His big, muscular arms then wrapped tighter around me, holding me in place, and I could feel his dick rubbing against my ass as he started pushing up and down with his hips. I was in ecstasy and felt so safe, so secure. Suddenly I screamed out in pain. I was so lost in him holding and kissing me I did not realize he had shifted his hips so that his dick was right at my asshole. He had kissed me harder and held me even tighter before he tilted his hips back a little and suddenly his dick head was forced inside me. I tried to tell no, but his mouth and tongue stopped all noise besides a painful whimper. He had slam fucked me totally dry with nothing but the remnants of the gob of Vaseline I had planted before leaving the house and kept ramming his dick in my ass, over and over and over, forcing more of himself into me raw. My feet were off the floor and I was encased in his arms and had nothing to push on. I was trapped and no matter how hard I squirmed he just hugged and kissed me tighter, and harder, and fucked me deeper. I had never had anyone be so rough, take me like that. My body fought out of reflex while my mind relished how it felt. Finally I just let go. I gave up and gave in and when I did he pulled his cock almost the entire way out and slammed it back in. I tried to gasp, but all I felt was his tongue and mouth. I don’t know how long he fucked me. It felt like forever as I was lost. Lost in ecstasy and pain and satisfaction and the fire of him in my ass. It hurt so bad, yet I wanted to make him feel good, so I just laid against him and let him take me as he wanted. When he started to cum I swear his dick got twice as big. I could not believe the sensation in my ass and he pulled his mouth away, titled his head back and started letting out such guttural, animalistic sounds. No words, just sounds of ecstasy and then I felt him stiffen and he shot. Like in Houston I could feel the cum burning my insides. He thrust and thrust and thrust and then stopped – then laid his head back on the couch, sighed, and shifted his hips so his dick plopped out of my ass. He sighed again, sort of pushed me to the side onto the couch, stood up and started to get dressed. My latest breeder smiled at me one last time as I lay on the couch totally fucked out, said “Gracias,” and then left. I was stunned and my ass hurt like hell. I was full of cum again and felt guilty and exhilarated at the same time. This time, since he was married, I told myself it was ok that we did not play safe and that he shot inside me. But then I thought what if he was poz? In answer, my mind said so what – after Houston there was no going back – time to have some fun and fuck yeah – that was fucking hot! I felt complete and full again – but wanted more. Sex had never felt like this with guys who put a condom on. They were so reserved, held back, so limited. This was all out fucking and I loved it - craved it!!!

First Load of the Year! Went to a sex party at someone's house. It was advertised on BBRT. So they had 200 people signed up for it. I didn't get there till 1am, so I heard I missed a lot of hot action. I got fucked by about 8 Guys in the 4 hours I was there. But none unloaded. But I got my first breeding of the year this afternoon. Guy from BBRT gave me an awesome fuck. His cock was the perfect length, when he trustedand pushed in deep the cock head would pop thru the second ring. Giving me the feeling of being fucked for the first time. And an orgasm every time he popped thru. I came like 8 times thru the fuck, he kept trusting his cock into my prostate. My jockstrap was wet with all the cum he fuck-pushed out of me. Then he started playing w my toys. He shoved in a pair of balls in a string. As he fucked me, you could feel the balls vibrations. He fucked me for a while and the balls ended up so deep the string was nowhere to be seen. Then he pushed in a small butt plug, while his cock was still inside me. I had to hit the poppers really good for that. We had an awesome fuck for almost an hour, I just loved to take it for as long as possible. When he said he was getting close to coming. I grabbed him and pulled him hard into me until his cockhead popped in the second hole. Then I felt it blow his load deep in there. It was really hot. Hope all my fucks this year are at least that good.

Yesterday night before and at a new year's eve party. The first 2 were from a guy I had been trying to hook up with on Grindr for months. I let him know I was on my way to a party and he wanted to give me a load while I was on my way there. He ended up giving me two before I left for the party. He said next time he would get more tops to fuck me. He tried to get his friend to come over too but he was busy. My next loads where at the Team Pig New Years Eve party. It was a hot time for sure and it wasn't as cold as last year. There are a lot of spaces for good fucking here. Upstairs with a bed, downstairs with another bed, a dark room with a sling and the sling room outside. I got my 3rd load upstairs another daddy and I were flip fucking each other, the this other beefy daddy wanted to fuck me. He fucked for about 5 mins when I heard him grunt and felt him loadin my ass. It was really hot though he was upset that he came that fast. I didn't mind though. About a hour later after taking my cock, but not getting any loads I went to the sling room. I was immediately grabbed by another older guy and he just slid right into my hole while he was fucking me I saw a muscle guy with a 00 gage P.A. now I haven't ever been fucked by one before and really wanted to see how it felt like. So I let him know that I was interested with him being the first guy to do that and he was more than happy to get into my ass. He strated with me bent over and then brought me down doggie and started really going at it. I never thought havING a guy fuck you with a P.A. would feel that good. I told him he could breed me if he wanted that stopped him for a second and then he said "Oh fuck yeah!" Then he just went to town, went balls deep as I could feel the gage deep in my gut he let out a growl and I could feel him shoot in my ass. I told him I would look for him again if he wanted a round 2 and we'll turns out like 20 mins later he and I both wanted more. So he took me to the downstairs bedroom and put me on my back and just went in with no problem. Man this guy can fuck and he gave me another load (number 5). It was a great night for sure. I am hoping to see my new P.A. friend at the LA Cum Union party on Saturday.

SPONTANEOUS CHASING - PART 3 I heard a couple of the innocent young guys gasp in repulsion at what we were about to do, and I’m sure a few of them even ran out, but there were a couple who just couldn’t move or take their eyes off of us. I couldn’t believe how intensely turned on I was. Maybe it was the anticipation of finally getting my ass used and bred by a nice big black cock. Then again it might have also been because I was still sucking on the butt plug that had just been in my ass, tasting a couple of different flavours of cum, and I’m sure a little of my own natural butt lube. Evidently I wasn’t the only one with an exhibitionist streak. Carlton’s dick was raging hard -this man was definitely not shy. Though he really had nothing to be shy about when you look like that and are built like that and hung like that! His big black meat stretched my hole wide and I could feel it inching it’s way into my hungry butt. It was so big and long if I didn’t know better I’d think it was someone fisting me, and not a dick! It’s like it was ironing out every wrinkle and crevice inside of me -I was stretched to the max! I could feel his huge meat all the way up into my stomach. I actually looked down at my stomach, amazed that I didn’t see his big dick head jabbing out in front of me. When I felt his scratchy pubes against my ass I took a very slow, calming breath to help me adjust. I know a lot of guys use poppers and other substances to help in these situations, but I’ve never been much for it. I like to know exactly what I’m feeling and completely commit every sensation to memory. My ass is also miraculously blesses to be like a rubber band and I stretch to accommodate no matter the size of dick. Carlton didn’t remain still for long -we knew that it was only a matter of time before security showed up and tossed us out. So he pulled back, slammed in full length again, and then really let me have it. This big black man tore my ass up and in no time we were both grunting and sweating and rutting like two animals. At this point I had no concept of much else that was happening outside of me, Carlton and Tom. Carlton was slamming me so hard that I couldn’t do much but stay bent over and take it. Tom guided my head away from the smelly urinal and into his crotch. “Open up little piggy, you look thirsty,” he said, removing the now-clean butt plug and sticking his semi-hard cock into my mouth, unleashing a flood of hot piss into my mouth. There had been next to no time to process what he had said so it came as a bit of a surprise, but being the good pig that I am I immediately began to chug it all down, not losing a single drop. I kept his dick in my mouth once he was finished pissing in me and sucked him to total hardness. I’ve honestly never been huge on sucking dick, but given that my ass was beyond occupied it seemed like the next best option. Security arrived just then and told everyone to get out. What happened next surprised even me. The two cute security guards came over to us and began to unbuckle their pants. Hmm, someone wants to join in . . . “We heard there was some slut taking raw dick in here so we had to see it for ourselves,” the first guard said. “This slut poz?” he asked. “Not yet, but we’re working on it,” Tom told him. “We only have a couple of minutes before management gets wind of this so we’d better wrap this all up quick,” the second guard said. With that, Carlton pummelled my sloppy hole like a man possessed, growling through clenched teeth, and I knew that the flood was about to come. “Give it to me! Load my ass up with your toxic man juice!” I yelled. “Infect me!!” And then I felt the incredible wetness fill my insides as his giant shaft swelled over and over again. Carlton eased his shrinking cock out of my sore and sloppy ass, and security guard #1 rushed over to take his place. He wasted no time, slam fucking me like a real whore and I was loving it. “Can’t believe our luck tonight. I fucking love blasting my seed into a cumdump chaser. Taking my fucking load you fucking whore!”. Once security guard #1 finished emptying his toxic balls into me, security guard #2 stepped up and jammed his much fatter dick into me. Surprising after the fuck that Carlton had just thrown me, but this new guy’s dick was actually making my ass stretch to take him in. What a fucking awesome feeling! And all of that cum in my hole did the trick and lubed his fat shaft as he pummelled my tainted hole. “Oh god, what a hot fucking hole. Damn that feels good, all of that cum all over my dick. You gonna take my HIV load too? Huh, you fucking pig whore cumdump? You want it?” I was loving this guy’s verbal and let him know it by shoving my ass repeatedly back towards him, increasing the intensity of our fuck. “Yeah, that’s it! This slut likes my fuck. What a good whore!”. “Oh fuck, yeah, give it to me. I want your lethal cum. Trash my fuck hole!” I yelled to him. He grabbed hold of my hips extra hard and buried his dick as far into me as possible and grunted. I could feel that fat dick filling me more, and memorized every sensation as his balls emptied into me. When he was done, Tom rushed over and jammed the butt plug back into my hole before any of those loads could be lost. I must admit that I had to clamp down to hold it in, after having Carlton’s big black meat tear me open, and then that last security guard’s really thick shaft, my hole was gaping wide! “Okay, out you guys get before the bosses get back here. Take the door at the end of the hall. It goes to the alley,” Security guard #1 told us. “Hmm, the alley?” Tom said with a smirk.

SPONTANEOUS CHASING - PART TWO “Get your shit, you’re coming with me,” he said. “I own you tonight . . . maybe forever,” he whispered in my ear. We climbed off of the bed and started gathering our things, the crowd outside the door began breaking up. Neither of us were dressed, and I followed him out of the room and down the hall towards the locker rooms (where I assumed the rest of his things were). I was stopped short when a very large and incredibly strong arm swung around me and pinned me face first against the wall. This felt quite violent and I had no clue what was happening -this is hardly the place for a mugging or gay bashing. It only took another second to figure out what this mountain-of-a-man had in mind, when the big knob of his dick head wedged into my cumsloppy hole. Just then the guy who had sort of claimed me appeared beside me and looked pissed. “What the fuck is going on? This boy is mine,” he told the guy behind me, not even sounding at all worried given there was a considerable size difference between them as well. The guy behind me began to ease his huge rod into my hole, with the first guy’s cum as the only lube. “Sorry, bud, but I heard this pig begging for some poz cum. I’ve got a week’s worth stored up in my balls and I want him to reap the benefits,” he replied. Any irritation totally disappeared from my ‘owner’s’ face, and a slight smirk replaced it. “Well, that’s the plan for tonight now, so give it to him. Fuck this whore up,” he instructed the big man, reaching over to me and taking my clothes from my hands. So there I was, standing in the hall in front of anyone and everyone, getting one of the best fucks I’ve ever had. Somehow I just loved embracing the exhibitionist in me. And especially since most of these guys now knew that I was taking poison cum in me, too. They must think I’m the biggest slut of them all. My throbbing hard dick told me that this was exactly what I wanted. I enjoyed every moment of the fuck. So many of my dreams were coming true tonight -this was another one. I love getting used by guys who are much, much bigger than me. The kind of men that basically use me like a blow-up fuck doll. They just pound my ass, use me to get their jollies, and then pump me full of their toxic swimmers. I felt the hot breath of this fucker close to my cheek. “I want you to beg for this cum. This is a gift and you need to ask for it. Tell all of these guys here watching that you want my seed in you, my viral cum. Tell them!” “Unh! Give it to me! Fucking fill me with your poz cum! I want your virus! Knock me up!” I yelled -and that was enough to push him over the edge. It took another couple of minutes for the big man to finish and empty his balls into me, and I felt it. Every throb and spurt, I felt it all. He pumped so much cum in me I actually had to wonder if he had cum or was taking a piss inside me. “Fuck, that’s a lot of cum,” I groaned against the wall. Hearing this, my owner told my fucker to keep me plugged while he ran to his locker. He sprinted out and returned seconds later with a butt plug. Nothing ridiculous, just an average plug. “Here, let’s slip this into you so you don’t lose a drop,” he said, crouching down and slowly easing the softening dick from my hole. As soon as the dick was out, the plug was jammed in. Not a drop was spilled. “Thanks slut, enjoy my strain,” the big guy whispered, giving my ass a firm smack and walking away, disappearing into the crowd. “Okay, so you got two loads of AIDS cum in your ass, now let’s get out of here. I’ve got someone I want you to meet,” my owner told me, taking me by the hand and leading me directly to the locker room where we dressed without incident. I followed him to his car, and noticed that my dick hadn’t gone soft at all. This was all so exciting for me, I couldn’t control myself. “Why don’t you suck my dick while I drive,” he told me. You don’t have to tell me twice. I unbuckled and my face found a happy home in his sweaty crotch. I slurped and sucked while he drove. He also made a call. I’m not sure to whom, and all he said was, “I’ve got a guy I think you might be interested in. Yes. Good. See you in ten,” and then hung up. He had also introduced himself as ‘Tom’ to whoever was on the other end of that call, so now I at least had a name to put with the dick and face. About ten minutes later I felt the car come to a stop. As I was about to sit up and check out where we’d ended up, Tom pressed his big hand onto the back of my head and kept my mouth exactly where it was. ‘Whatever’ I figured, and went back to sucking. The back door of the car opened and closed and Tom was talking to the new passenger as he pulled away. “Okay, you can get up now,” he told me. “This is Carlton. He’s a guy who just loves fucking guys asses up with his poison cum. You still want it?” he asked me, a shit eating grin on his handsome bearded face. I glanced into the back seat and immediately felt butterflies in my stomach and that butt plug in my ass began to quiver. There sat the most hunky, beefy, beautiful black man I’d ever seen. Actually, I’d seen him before -he’s a hustler. Or I should say ‘escort’ but from what I knew of him, he’s a hustler. I’d fantasized about being fucked and totally used by a nice big black cock, but hadn’t ever been so lucky. Clearly tonight was my lucky night, and I was going to take full advantage of this luck while it lasted. “Hell yeah,” I told Tom. “Head to that club downtown,” Carlton told Tom. “Let’s put on a show and scare the shit out of some naïve young twinks,” he chuckled. I was a little surprised at the club we arrived at. It was a nice dance club, but mostly for more straight-laced newbies, and I’m sure none of the usual clientelle would ever consider having any sort of sex without a condom. Aah, okay, now I understand what Carlton was talking about -he wants these goodie-goodie guys to see him fuck me bare. Inside the guys dragged me to the bathroom, which was basically full and had a steady stream of young men coming and going. Over by the urinal, Joe had me face the wall, Carlton pulled my pants down, removed the plug from my cummy hole and stuffed in into my mouth like a man-sized soother. And then he just stuck his big black cock head into my cum sloppy hole. Immediately I could hear the change in the crowd in there. They were all in shock as it was quite obvious that Carlton was sliding into me completely free of a condom. “Take my raw fucking dick you pig,” Carlton said to me loudly so that they would all hear.

For as long as I can remember, my hormones have had more control over me than anything else. And when they kick into high gear, there is no denying that I need sex. Times like these, a trip to the bathhouse is definitely in order. A casual hook-up will not do the trick when I'm this hot -I need to feel like a whore. After checking in and getting a room, I stripped and did a round to check out who was on hand. Lucky for me the place was busy enough and in no time I had a sexy Daddy-type checking me out. He came over, looked me deep in the eyes and said, "I know what you need," in a deep and sexy voice. "You got a room?" I nodded and he grabbed my hand and led the way out. Neither of us was into wasting time. I'd already prepared my ass for some major action and was lubed and good to go, so once in my room, he bent me over the small bed and slid his very nice dick into my hungry hole. His dick felt perfect in my ass -long enough to feel it, and thick enough to give me that stretch that I ache for. He eased in balls deep on the first go, and then gave his hips a couple of ruts to smack my butt cheeks, and then hauled back and began to pump me. We stayed in this position for a while, 10 or 15 minutes, with his hands on my hips, pulling me back and impaling me onto his meaty shaft. I loved hearing the smack, smack, smack of our bodies colliding, and feeling my buns ripple with every impact. He suddenly pulled out of my now loose hole, making a wet popping sound from the abrupt retreat, and told me to get on my back. He knelt over me and lifted my ankles to his shoulders, then shoved forward and entered me again. He was working up a really good sweat and I was loving every second of it. I get extra hot when the guy who is fucking me gets to sweating like a pig, dripping all over me, and huffing and puffing. After another 15 minutes like this he said he was going to cum and pulled his hips back, his dick falling out of me, and let my legs fall to his sides. There had been no discussion before this fuck, but I assumed that since I hadn't questioned condom use he would know that I wanted his load up my ass. I reached down and positioned his dick at my hole again and managed to wiggle myself until I had a couple of inches back into me. He looked down at me with a worried expression on his handsome face. "I can't . . . I'm poz," he said regretfully. I must admit that I never considered myself a chaser. Sure, I've gotten hot watching poz videos online and reading the stories. But I was not entirely sure if it was something that I would go after. Until now. I felt a surge inside of me, a rush of adrenaline, and a hunger that didn't originate in my stomach. I scissored my long legs behind his back, locking my ankles against his butt, and pulled him deeper into me. "Undetectable?" I asked. "Toxic," he replied, now looking into my eyes. The rush inside me grew even stronger, and I heaved my hips off of the bed and lunged further towards him, taking his entire dick into me now. "I want your cum in me," I said in a breathy voice. "You're poz?" he asked me. I just shook my head 'no' in response. "You sure you want this?" I tightened my grip around his waist and he got the message. His entire expression changed, and I saw the hunger that I was feeling mirrored in his face. "Fuck, you are so hot," he growled, leaning down to rest his upper body weight on his hands, hovering over me and slamming his dick into me over and over again. "I'm going to pump you so full of my toxic baby juice . . . you're gonna get pregnant tonight," he said, now wearing a very happy grin while he continued to pound me. Knowing that he was going to give me the gift of his virus seemed to spur him on, and he fucked me like I've never been fucked before. Deep and hard. One of those fucks that is all-consuming. We were so engrossed in each other that the crowd that had formed at the door didn't distract us for even a second. "You ready for it? You ready for me to knock you up?" he asked. "Fuck yes! Breed me! Give me your poz load!" I yelled so that everyone could hear. "I'm gonna charge you up! Fuuuuck!" he yelled, and I could feel his dick swelling, and I could also feel his dick spray painting my guts with his viral load. He was panting and drenched in sweat, and lay entirely on top of me while his balls emptied their seed into me. When he finally came down enough, he lifted his head and kissed me sweetly on the mouth. "That was amazing. I can't remember the last time I blew my load inside a hot ass. I hope you're ready for this." "It's my decision and I'm happy that I finally made it," I told him confidently, just in case I had to erase any doubt or guilt that might be creeping up on him. He finally shoved his weight up and off of me and eased his now softened cock out of my loose hole. "In that case, why don't we make sure that you get good and knocked up tonight" he said. More to come?

Logged into A4A Sunday morning and almost immediately got a hit - black guy in his mid 30s with an 8" cock, wanting me to come to his place. His profile had no pic but I didn't care. Grabbed my poppers and was out the door less than 5 minutes after I turned on the computer. Messaged him when I arrived and he met me at the door. He was a little chubby but very good looking, and his cock was already hard and swaying back and forth under his boxers. Behind him, his roommate sat watching TV. He didn't even look up as I walked in. I got a little nervous - I'm not used to my hosts having people at home when I come by, and I do tend to get loud when a top is really going to town on my hole. My host reassured me that his roommate was also gay, and they frequently brought guys back to the apartment (though they never played together). I needed cock bad, so I threw caution to the wind and let my host lead me to his bedroom. He closed the door and dropped his boxers, and one of the most perfect cocks I've ever seen hung between his legs. Long, just the right thickness, hairless, with a head that's just smaller than the shaft making it the perfect torpedo to skewer my ass. In a flash I was on the floor with the head of his cock in the back of my throat. The next thing I knew, I was bent over his bed, my brown bottle under my nose, and his lubed cock probing at my hole. He slid inside in one quick thrust, which caught me off guard. The lube did its job, though, and so did the poppers. I was immediately in heaven. I tried to stay quiet as he pounded his shaft home, but every so often a moan escaped my lips. Then I heard the door open. My host never missed a beat, drilling my ass deep as I felt his balls slap against mine. Suddenly his roommate was climbing on the bed in front of me, lining up his cock with my mouth as his roommate continued to tame my ass. It was a thick uncut cock, about 9x6, glistening with precum. "Thought I'd keep him quiet for you," said the roommate to my host. "I think the neighbors downstairs are home." With that, he grabbed the back of my head and shoved his cock into the back of my throat, and deeper. I gagged, but he just held my head in place as he slid his shaft in and out of my throat. Meanwhile my host never let up his assault on my hole, pounding harder and harder as his climax neared. "I'm gonna cum," said my host, and he gripped my hips tighter as his pace quickened. "Me, too," said his roommate as he felt my drool running down his shaft and coating his balls. And with that, I was rewarded with something I've never had before, ever in my life - simultaneous creampies in both holes. I felt my host's cock spasming in my hole as his load gushed into my guts, and his roommate's shaft pumped over and over against my lips as his load trickled down my throat. As they pulled away I collapsed on the bed. The roommate took his still semi-hard shaft and dipped it into my ass, mixing his cum and my saliva with my host's load. Then he positioned his cock in front of me and guided my mouth to it, where I proceeded to lick the cocktail of spit, cum, and my ass from his shaft. It was the most delicious concoction I have ever tasted.

Woke up this morning, horny as hell. Logged into Grindr and found a bud close by, same complex. Bi dude with kids. Told him to come over, strip and suck my cock. He did just that.... Flipped him over and lubed up. He was fucking tight... Plowed him for about 15 mins... He told me to pull out and I said no... Seeded his ass good with a 4 day nut.

My ex was in town yesterday and wanted to catch up for lunch. When we were together, both of us were pretty vanilla, although I suspected he took a load or two on the side. We met at my place; I told him to let himself in while I finished up in the shower. I had an "oh shit" moment in the shower, realizing I had left a bottle of poppers (from a failed hookup the night before) and my phone on the coffee table. When I came out of the bathroom, he was chilling on the couch with an obvious hard-on, a faint scent of poppers in the air and a mischievous smile on his face. We embraced, and he said "I see that someone else is being bad this time." I played innocent, and he called me out, having seen a few messages pop up on my phone from some prospective fucks. The sexual tension was immense, and I was getting hard in my briefs thinking about using my ex's ass. He noticed, and the making out commenced. He pushed my hand down his pants onto his ass, and his hole was already wet. I tore his clothes off and started eating his hole, which was freshly filled with cum. That was the only invitation I needed to push my bare cock in his hole. I fucked him hard and deep on the couch, making him moan. He was a much better bottom than I remembered, and his ass was more muscular. I shot deep inside him, leaving his ass gaping and dripping with cum. He kissed me and thanked me for load #3 of the day, then headed to lunch together. I'm now setting up my second load of the new year, having taken one earlier this morning from a regular fuck bud.

Got fucked by a plumber off of Scruff yesterday. Average good looking Irish guy, nice thin build, my age, nice sized 7" dick, big balls, (always a favorite) first he has me get his dick and balls, wet and sloppy and rubs his package all over my face, I totally smell like his cock and turned on. Eats my ass with a furry like it really was pussy and then preceded to fuck my brains out off and on for over and hour and a half. His husband calls, tells him he is on his way home, and he tells me we got a half hour left, lifts my ass in the air and jack hammers his huge fucking 3 day cum load in me, so "I get every drop of his cum in me".

Part III. After fingering my cummy hole for a few moments while making out with my boy, the POZ stud came back a bit later with a short stocky latin guy. The guy bent over and licked my asshole. He oinked and looked up at me, cum dripping from his lips. He aimed his cock at my hole and pressed forward. My boy made a loud sound clearing his throat, and I handed the stocky top a condom. He reluctantly put it on as the POZ stud whispered in his ear. He oinked again and plowed into me. I knew he was going to breed me one way or another. The POZ stud walked away and returned with another friend for my boyfriend. With my boy’s hole getting plowed, safely, the latin guy worked his cock out of me, rolling the condom off as he pulled out. It felt SO much better when he entered me raw. The guy fucking my boy looked familiar, and I was pretty sure he had bred me and my boyfriend already, but he was fucking my boy with a rubber. I saw his face wince and his ass tighten as he came inside my boy’s ass. He pulled out and the condom was bulging it was so full. He slipped it off and poured half of it onto my boy’s ass and then tied it shut, tossing the condom at my boy. He then slapped his cock onto my boy’s cummy hole and slipped the head inside a little. My boy squirmed a bit and the guy walked away. Even though my boy was playing ‘safe,’ he’d wound up with some cum inside him other than mine… Over and over my POZ stud would usher guys to my boy and to me. From the number of tattooed guys, wasted faces and proud bellies on my tops, I suspected most of the guys breeding me were POZ. Some of the guys he brought to fuck my boyfriend had ‘that look’ too, but they all dutifully filled their condoms. Variations of this scene replayed over and over until we were both out of condoms. Every guy who fucked me started with one on, and wound up filling my ass with their cum. My hole was sore and puffy, and there was a puddle of cum below me, and the floor was strewn with broken and pulled-off rubbers. I had taken eighteen loads, a new record for me. My boy had gotten a bit of seed in his ass, but he had eighteen tied condoms burgeoning with cum tucked into his jockstrap. We stood up, stiff from being on our backs and pummeled for what seemed like hours. I followed him to our booth, waddling to try to keep all of those fresh loads from dripping out of me. We fingered each other’s holes and made out for a bit. ‘How many loads did you take, lover,’ he asked as he brought his cummy fingers to his lips. ‘Eighteen… well, eighteen plus your’s…’ ‘I knew you wouldn’t make them bag up.’ I protested and told him that every one of them had at one point worn a condom, but all of their loads wound up in me one way or another. ‘You’re such a slut,’ he said, as he pulled his pants up. I pulled my clothes on, certain that cum was now oozing out of my ass and into my shorts. He led me to the car, with those full used condoms proudly displayed in his hands. The clerk at the front shoot his head muttering, ‘You two pigs were meant for each other.’ My boy just winked at him saying, ‘You have no idea….’ When we got home, my boy told me to go to the bedroom and get on my hands and knees. I assumed the position and he crept up behind me a few minutes later. He held my face buried in the sheets and lapped at my ass, savoring the remnants of all of those loads now freely dripping out of me in cloudy white clumps. He then pulled off and I felt him slapping his hard cock against my ass. I squirmed in anticipation. I felt him ease into me. I’d never been so relaxed and so used. He pulled out a bit and shuddered. I felt him ease something into my ass alongside his cock and assumed it was a dildo. It was like being double-fucked, something I had only done a few times before. Each time he thrust into me I got wetter and the sounds of splashing got louder. He pulled his hand off the back of my neck and chuckled. I turned my head around and he threw back his head. As he fired off into me, I realized that he was double-fucking me with a turkey baster, and it was filled with eighteen loads of fresh seed. I had just taken my thirty-eighth load of cum. Without even touching myself, I blasted my load onto the bed and collapsed. After catching my breath, my boyfriend eased me onto my side and spooned me. He rustled in the bedside table and pulled out his favorite buttplug. It easily filled my tired ass. We slept that way all night, drenched in sweat, as my guts absorbed all of those loads. The End.

i prefer being fucked once my hole is really loose and sloppy. i never rosebud or prolapse though (slowly hoping to eventually work towards that one day). it does feel nice when the cock can enter easily, and i find that if i am looser as the guy cums, he pushes in deeper which feels good too. this is probably about the sloppiest i have got, i dunno if tops like it, but i've not had anyone say anything bad after fucking me, so who knows.

Part 6 Luke moaned a little as Steve extracted his fat, spent cock from his ass. When Steve’s thick mushroom head plopped out, a glob of toxic cum came with it, running down Luke’s tan, muscular hamstring. “Fuck, your hole is amazing.” Steve proclaimed, backing away from the bent over jock and collecting his post-coital self. Billy pulled his curved dick from Luke’s mouth and said, “get on your back. “ Luke complied, and his rock hard dick lay flat on his chest pointing toward his face. Luke's cock was dripping precum; it would take only a few strokes to achieve orgasm. Billy positioned himself between Luke’s spread legs, dragged his cock head through Steve’s escaped dirty cum, and then positioned his dick against Luke’s pucker. “You ready for my raw dick, bitch?” “Yeah,” Luke said, looking into Billy’s eyes. Billy was already on the edge, having been blown by Luke for the past several minutes. It wouldn’t take him long to shoot his load into Luke’s fuck hole. Billy’s bent dick began its descent into Luke’s guts. Although Steve’s jism lubed the way, he took his time entering Luke. Luke felt the curve of Billy’s dick veering against his ass lining, and he moaned in pleasure. Billy's long dick bottomed out in Luke, balls against Luke’s ass, and leaned onto Luke, resting on him, sweaty-chest-to-sweaty-chest. “I’m all the way in you.” He whispered into Luke’s ear. “Your dick feels amazing, Billy.” “Oh yeah? You like my bare dick in you?” “Fuck yeah I do.” “I’m throbbing in you. You feel so good.” Billy began mini-thrusts against Luke’s prostate, and Luke smiled. Steve appeared at the edge of the bed, phone in hand, clicking photos of the scene. “Here’s something else you should know, bitch: I’ve been a bad boy. I’ve probably taken a hundred anonymous loads this month. No condoms, no names, no questions. I'm chasing everything. I’m not just toxic, I’m fucking radioactive. And now, so are you. You’re my fellow, filthy cumdump. This is your destiny.” Billy kissed Luke, and Luke’s heart raced. What the fuck did Billy just say? This was more than Luke had in mind when he knowingly touched Steve's poz dick a few hours earlier. This sexual romp had gone way too far. Luke didn't actively want STDs. He didn't want to be a filthy cumdump. And yet, Luke didn't put up resistance; he just kissed Billy back. Billy’s mini-thrusts became more methodic, quicker, and deeper. Luke was pinned body to body with Billy, and the two were becoming one. Moments into their deep tongued kiss, Billy screamed “I’m cumming!! OH FUCK, I’m cumming!!!! I’m fucking shooting my load in you, bitch!!” and he kept thrusting his nuclear seed deep in Luke’s guts. After his orgasm subsided, Billy rose from Luke’s sweaty chest. With his bent, uncut cock still in the boy, he looked down at his conquest with a grin. Steve’s camera phone clicked some more. Steve switched it to video, and Steve said “nice, Billy. Fuck that hot load into him some more. Luke, you just took another filthy load. Look at those letters above his dick. Mmmmm. That’s you now too, whore. His dick looks so hot in your used hole.” Billy took hold of Luke’s rock hard dick and jerked it. With just a few strokes, a huge spray of cum shot onto Luke’s rippling six pack. Billy pulled his dick from Luke’s ass, with a whimper from Luke, and then lapped up the cum from Luke’s stomach. “Probably his last clean load ever. Savor it.” Steve said, still videoing the scene. He panned to Luke’s face and captured a concerned but satiated look.

Hi guys. This is part 1 of a slowly evolving dirty fantasy that's rolling around my head. Let me know if you like it and there may be more to follow. The Club - Part 1: The First Entry Six years. Six fucking years with that… that ass hole. I did everything for him. I was the perfect little show husband, (although he never actually got round to putting the ring on my finger). I put up with his boring personality and the dwindling sex life. It wasn't great to begin with but it pretty much completely stopped about nine months ago, the same time he met that fucking seventeen year old twink with whom he’s shacked up. Bastard. As I finished off the vodka sat alone in my crappy studio apartment I decided I had had enough. Enough of sitting there feeling sorry for myself drinking my way to oblivion for the fifth night that week. I was twenty eight, had a pretty good body and was so fucking horny. I was tired of living like a fucking monk, so I put on my jeans that made my ass look great and my sluttiest t-shirt before heading out to the nearest gay club. It was a busy Saturday night and I think the bouncer could tell I had already had a fair bit to drink, but I just slipped him a couple of notes and he let me straight in. The club was hot and sweaty with a million bodies moving in time to the thump thump of the beat. I squeezed into the middle of the dance floor and let the beat take over me. I was getting a fair few looks from different hot guys, but I was in the zone until I saw him. Just for a second, between two other guys, across the room. He was tall, short black hair, deep green eyes. Our eyes met. Just for a fraction of a second, but I was hooked. I worked my way through the crowd desperately trying to get to him. He stood there staring at me, staring into me. I walked up to him. He was wearing tight black straight leg jeans and a light blue shirt, barely covering his rippling body. “Hey can I buy you a drink” I yelled over the pounding beat, gesturing to his nearly empty beer bottle. “Do you want to fuck?” he replied. “Uh, sorry?” “Do. You. Want. To. Fuck?" I paused for a second, he was pretty forward, but there was something about him, something I just couldn't resist. I smiled a nodded to him. He downed what was left in the bottle before setting it down on the table. Then he grabbed my arm and dragged me towards the downstairs bathroom. The bathroom was filthy. Graffiti all over the walls and the strong smell of stale piss, although the floor was covered in fresh piss. There were three stall, all in use with a queue of about four guys waiting to use them. Just as we walked in the stall at the far end came free. As the next guy tried to step into it, my guy pushed past him, dragging me in and locking the door. Before I could say a word he threw me against the wall and rammed his tongue down my throat. As I put my hands on his muscular body and tried to get a feel. He grabbed both my arms and pinned them to the wall behind me. With one hand he held both my arms by my wrists above my head. With the other hand he reached into my pants and grabbed me dick. He could feel I was already rock hard. He lifted up my t-shirt and pulled it over my head exposing my smooth chest. He kissed me all over my chest, and when he had my left nipple in his mouth he bit down hard. "Ouch!” “Don't make a fucking sound,” he barked. He pulled my trousers and underpants down to my ankles and forced me on to my knees. He unbuttoned the top of his jeans and unzipped the fly. Out fell a fat, thick, juicy, perfect, uncut eight and a half inch dick. “Well? Get to it,” he commanded. I knew exactly what he wanted me to do. I opened my mouth and took his fat cock head into my mouth. Before I could react he grabbed the back of my head and thrust his entire dick in my mouth. I began choking and tried to pull away. “Fucking take it, take it all” he grunted. I managed to relax my throat and control my breathing. I started sucking on it as he started fucking my throat. As I was kneeling there in a large puddle of piss with his dick being forced down me I felt more alive than I had throughout the last six years combined. I didn't know anything about this guy, not even his name. But already I had his dick deep in my mouth and I was loving it. After couple more minutes of fucking my skull he pulled all the way out and I gasped for breath. He pushed his jeans down a little, unbuttoned his shirt and sat on the toilet seat. “You want it?” he said whilst looking to his rock hard cock covered in my spit. I moved over and positioned my ass over his fat dick. Then I noticed a strange tattoo on his chest, just above the nipple on his left peck. It was the number thirty two inside a circle, which was at the center of a bio hazard symbol. He caught me looking at it. “Yeah, I’m poz. You still want this?” I hadn't thought about this at all. All I knew was this was the best experience of my life and I didn't want it to stop,so I lowered myself down onto the tip of his cock. The tip parted my ass and poked inside. It hurt like fuck as my hole had not had any use in a long time so it was super tight. A sadistic smile crept across his face. Oh fuck I knew what was coming next but could do anything to stop it. He grabbed my shoulders and and yanked me all the way down on his cock. As his dick forced its way inside me I could feel my ass tearing. As I opened my mouth to let out a yelp of pain, he put his hand over my mouth, muttering “Don't say a fuckin' word.” I gritted my teeth and kept my mouth as tightly shut as I could, as he bounced me up and down on his fat dick. Each time it felt like it was going deeper and tearing my ass wider. It fucking hurt like hell but I was loved it. I was in pure ecstasy. I started bouncing faster and fasted. I could feel every ridge of his dick in my ass and it felt amazing. I wanted it harder, faster, deeper. He started pulling all the way out and forcing himself all the way back in again. I bit down on my bottom lip to stop me from crying out. I reached to grab my own dick, which was still rock hard. He slapped my hand away, snarling “Oh no, bitch. You're just a fucking slut. You don't get to wank.” He forced himself in faster and faster. Oh fuck, it felt amazing. His dick started ramming straight into my prostate. It felt like electricity was shooting through my body with every thrust. Just as I was about to explode he pushed me off of his cock, onto my knees where I ended-up kneeling in a puddle of piss. He grabbed his dick and gave himself a few swift tugs, and then ordered “Fucking open wide.” I opened my mouth and after a few quick strokes he fired all over the place. I managed to catch most of his sweet dirty seed in my mouth, but he came so much it splattered over my face, chest and in my hair. I swallowed all of his spunk instantly. “Clean it” he barked as I stared at his dick, covered in split, spunk and blood from my torn ass hole. I dutifully sucked it clean, taking every last inch into my mouth. Once I had cleaned his dick he quickly fastened up his shirt before pulling his jeans back up. “Unlock your phone and give it to me” he ordered. I complied. Snap, the flash went off and I worked out he had taken a picture of me. Covered in cum and kneeling on a piss soaked floor. “I sent it to myself, so you have my number” he said tossing my phone back to me “Give me a text sometime. I think my mates would really like you.” And as quick as that he was gone. I wasn’t poz yet, but I had taken my first step on my journey to joining the club.

the following is a fictional multi-part story 1.1. Martin If I were to define a moment in my life that changed the direction in which it would take, it would have to be when I blurted out to my parents that I liked guys more than girls at the tender age of ten. I hadn't actually done anything with a guy, but the reaction of my parents to my words forced me into a deep and dark closet. I had just graduated high school a week ago, just two weeks after my 18th birthday, and four weeks before my mission would commence, I was from a small suburb in New Mexico and was scheduled to go spread the word in a small Chilean region just three weeks from now. I was terrified of the prospect and just a little tired of the hypocrisy of the church and the verbal abuse I received secretly on a daily basis from my parents. They would routinely make homophobic comments not really knowing or caring that they were hurtful. When I made my above mentions blurb 8 years prior they took it as just a phase, a lack of maturity, I retreated into my own feelings and became an over achiever excelling in sports and almost gaining valedictorian of my graduating class. I played football and baseball in high school and swam for recreation during the summers, at 5’11” and weighing in at 155 soaking wet I had about 2% body fat and a double six pack for abs, a 29 inch waist and 41 inch chest. I had auburn hair and green eyes which my mother described as piercing; I had achieved Eagle Scout and was a leader in the community, like I said a deep dark closet. I held an after school job and did volunteered in the community. Six months ago while preparing to go on my mission I found out some things about some of the ward elders who helped train missionaries, preparing them for the field. The hypocrisy of the churches anti-gay stance, while behind closed door were sodomizing young men to train them in the art of love making so they would abstain from sex during the year they were on their missions. Allowing or forcing missionaries to commit homosexual acts on them, a week or two before beginning their missions. I was not thrilled about my trainer, and had no intention of letting him to touch me before sending me off. I also had it with my parents constant reminder of not accepting me for who I was, I had had enough and began planning my escape. I had been making money for myself starting at the early age of 9, a paper route, cutting lawns, dog sitting, pet services, and babysitting beginning shortly after I turned 12. I had a savings account which had a substantial sum in it and my parents wanting me to know how to handle and invest money had allowed me access to my school fund when I was 14. I had manipulated the investment fund with a healthy profit. Financially I could put my plan in motion the day after my birthday. I would transfer the money from my savings account into a checking account that I could access with a debit card from where ever I ended up, I also made arrangements to transfer money out of my school account to the checking account making it look like a tuition payment. Oh did I mention I had been accepted to a prestigious university in a western state scheduled to start the fall after my mission concluded, I also kept it from my parents that I had obtained a full ride scholarship so the money in my school fund wouldn't actually be needed unless I screwed up royally. Since the church had scheduled me to participate in a foreign mission they provided me a year ago with my fellow missionaries contact information so we could start the bonding process that would allow us to be successful in a foreign land. I had chatted with 2 out of the three on a regular basis and had brief conversations with the third. William was the most compatible to me and we texted and messaged each other almost daily if not more. During the year I also found out that William was also in a deep dark closet in a suburb of Flagstaff. He had confided in me about 6 months ago that he wanted to have sex with guys, he was just turned 18 at the time and we began an online relationship, which only got steamier as I approached my 18th birthday, and had turned downright nasty in the last three weeks. As neither Williams nor my parents were very computer savvy we each set up secret e-mail accounts accessible through hidden profiles on our laptops, not wanting our parents to accidentally stumble upon our secret lives or our relationship. With just a few weeks to my birthday I had convinced William to go camping with me near four corners, a couple weeks before our mission was to begin. I told my parents I would be going camping with a friend before heading to my mission and they continued to think that their butch straight son was going to have fun before going to spread the word. I was all packed the night before, my camping gear, and my clothes I would need to pull off my plan. The morning of, I shoved my laptop in my backpack along with several items I would need to access my accounts and erase my trail in the near future. I stuffed my sexy undies into my backpack and in case anyone started snooping around I placed my missionary clothes on top. I sent a text to William, and left a note for my parents, I left the house in the early morning hours while my family slept. As I turned to look back upon my prison of 18 years I saw a small figure in the window waving to me, my little sister waving goodbye. I walked the 2 miles to the bus station with my backpack slung on my back and my duffle bag slung on my shoulder. I purchased my ticket to phoenix with cash, and then proceeded to board the bus shortly after, giving my duffle bag to the driver to stow beneath the buss in the cargo hold. I took a seat near the back of the bus and stared out the window. Setting my backpack on the seat between me and the window, the bus was mostly empty but there were a few older passengers who sat near the front and middle sections of the coach. About an hour after we pulled out the bus made a stop to pick up more passengers, several older passengers and two young guys of around 19 or 20ish. My cock began to stiffen when I saw the guys begin to traverse towards the back of the bus, the stopped and nodded at me before taking the seat one row back on the other side of the coach. Since the seats are staggered a bit I could look across and see their seats from my vantage point, with just a little effort. As the bus pulled out and the passengers up front settled down I looked back and saw them kissing and fondling each other, since there wasn't anyone else in this section of the bus, I pulled out my cock and began to wank, watching as the two boys fooled around across the aisle. I think one of them saw me watching and wanking because they got up and walked to the very back of the bus to the bench seat just two rows back gesturing to me to follow. I shoved my boner back in my pants and went to the back of the bus. The older and taller one pushed me into the corner then pulled my pants down around my ankles. The younger one then began sucking on my hard cock, and the older one began kissing and making out with me while playing with my nipples. The double stimulation was too much for me and within five minutes I was rewarding the young man who had my cock down his throat with several strong blast of young spunk. He held them in his mouth the shared them with me and his boyfriend through deep kisses and saliva/cum exchanges. It was the first time I had ever been with a guy and the first time I had ever shot without jerking off myself. I sat with my pants down around my ankles as the other two continued to play, the older one using my cum to lube the younger's hole before sliding in bare, the younger one was riding his man’s cock while seated on his lap so I leaned over and took his rod in my mouth trying to return the favor and giving my first blow job. I slid down to the floor and in between their legs to get a better angle, working the boys cock deeper into my throat, I gagged a little and the boy just pushed his cock deeper. With a grunt the older one spewed into the younger’s hole causing him to fire into my mouth, I took and savored every last drop then shared it with my new friends. I returned to my seat and them theirs just as the bus pulled into its next stop. It was getting to mid-day and the driver announced there would be a 45 minute layover. I picked up my backpack and went into the diner attached to the bus station as I was getting hungry and still had a long trip ahead of me, I ordered a burger and fries and sat in a booth in the far corner. I pulled out my laptop and logged into my hidden account, checking my E-mails to see if William was still on board for the trip. He had messaged that he would be taking the 3:30 bus and would arrive in phoenix a little later than I would but would meet up there. He also sent a webcam still of his hot body, naked of course and fully erect. I closed the e-mail quickly not wanting anyone to casually see what was on the screen. I logged out and logged back into my normal account, e-mailing my parents that I was OK and almost to my camping destination. I shut down the laptop and slid it back into my backpack. I finished up my burger and headed to the restroom before board the bus again. As I entered the rest room the air freshener did little to mask the odor of the place, I walked quickly to the stall and squatted onto the seat, I noticed the shoes of my two fellow travelers in the next stall so after I finished my business and did my paper work I lingered a bit and spied through the crack in the door of the next stall. I figured they were having sex again and wanted to watch. They however were not having sex but passing a pipe between them. The thick white smoke being shot gunned between them until it was almost clear, they saw me peeking and unlatched the door and invited me into the handicap stall, they offered me a hit and I politely refused being the good church boy I was. I wanted to be bad so much, bob the younger one torched the bowl and as the smoke began to form in the bowl sucked in the vapor, then turned to me and thinking he was going to kiss me I leaned forward as he shot gunned the smoke into my lungs, he then had me turn to Sam the older one and exhale into his mouth and lungs. Sam repeated the process in reverse then put the pipe away and exclaimed we better get back to the bus. I took my seat on the bus although I sat a couple rows back as someone had commandeered my original. I now sat a half a row back from Bob and Sam and one row forward of the back seat. Just before the bus pulled out a gent of mid-thirties entered the bus and walked all the way to the rear seat. I figured there would be no playing the rest of the trip unless he got off somewhere in between. I was feeling really horny and didn't know why, not connecting it to the smoke I had inhaled from my two new friends.

to answer the OPs question--being used by anyone--straight, gay, bi, trans, questioning, or any other identity--is not a turn on for me at all. To be used up by someone for their own selfish aims isn't appealing to me in many capacities, and to be used sexually without getting any pleasure from it, well, y'all can keep that whether the dick is straight or gay, I'm not interested.

It's particularly distracting when the porn is set in the Old West or some other historical setting. I would buy anything Joe Gage made without condoms.

I'm against this straight-gay dichotomy. Having sex with women and having sex with men are two different experiences. It's like playing baseball or playing softball. You wanna play rough, play hard, show-off your body power and masculine traits, you play baseball with the guys. You wanna have a relaxed time with both men and women, play softball. You wanna have children, follow the social standards, marry a woman. Self identity is personal and what works for one man may not work for another. An example is "being gay" which doesn't work for every man who has sex with men. Many gay-identified men insist that men who have sex with men is a proof that the man is gay. No, because "being gay" is an identity and identities are very personal.

I take exception to this, I have never had the interest, desire or want to do anything with a girl/woman. I was chased by many girls in middle school and in high school (1970's) but I made excuse after excuse not to go out with them and it was really tough during prom time. I have always liked and wanted to be with my male friends. . . . so no there has never ever been any potential attraction to the opposite sex for me.

I would tell the truth, the ramifications of not telling the truth could be dire. with that amazing cock of yours I would not turn it down.

Thats funny. As a poz undetectable guy you are the second safest guy to bb with after a monogamous known neg partner. i wont bb with guys who say they tested neg 8 months ago and are sure they are "clean". You can only hope to find more educated guys. Being in London where the chances of getting pozed are way above average, you would think you would be in high demand as a safe sex bb partner for neg guys. Dont know what to tell you, but just keep trying and educating.

The playing field is not level when a top has his bare cock in a bottom's ass. Here are 3 reasons why: 1. A top can inadvertently cum inside a bottom's ass even if the bottom specifically asked the top not to do so. 2. A man raping another man is not viewed the same way as a man raping a woman in our modern society (just ask Bill Cosby). So even after a bottom is jizzed without his consent he really has no recourse but to suck it up and move on. 3. Bottoms are considered the passive member of the top-bottom relationship because by allowing the top's bare cock inside, the bottom is more susceptible to receiving whatever STD's a top might have. This is simply because of the implied risk that transmission of 'gifts' is more likely to occur from the top to the bottom. These are just 3 of many reasons why the top is in a dominant position when his bare cock is inside the bottom's ass. Any thought that the playing field is level at that point is just wishful thinking.

is it sad that my only real target is "get laid at least once"?

1981virginia you NEVER fail to get my dick hard and blasting off at least one load with every one of your stories! And this one rates right up near the top for sure! So fucking hot, nasty and kinky!! Love it!!

Very Hot! I've shot quite a few loads reading this story

Damn started off 2016 with a very cumsloppy Friday night. Cleaned my hole and turned down all the lights in my apartment. Arranged for several a4a tops and then posted on craigslist too. Wanted a slutty dark room anon raw scene. The first top in my hole was a young Latino with 8 uncut inches. He pounded and creamed me in 5 minutes flat. Next up was a thick muscular black guy with a huge 9.5 cut cock. He said he told his gf he was grocery shopping lol and came over. I was in heaven taking his massive meat. After him had a 9 inch BBC from a young tatted thug who fucked me rough and hard and dropped a huge load I could feel shooting off in my hole. After he left I noticed all this cum dripping down the side of my bed which I guess shot out of my hole when he pulled out. Yummy. After him a tall slim Latino with an thick uncut 8.5 incher came over. We met on CL and had been emailing for a while. He wanted to catch me when my hole was loaded and cumsloppy and this was the perfect opportunity. He drilled me for about 20 minutes before seeding me. The last fuck of the night was disappointing only because this 9.5 inch black top told me he wanted raw, but when he pulled out I saw him yank a condom off his cock. I was really annoyed, but the fuck itself was super hot and his cock hit all the right places. By that point my cunt was so sloppy that cum was splashing all over my back and my bedroom walls with every thrust of this massive dick. So piggy. So 5 cocks, 4 loads. Great way to ring in the new year!

hi i've been reading through a few of the posts in this topic and i thought it's only fair to share my own experiences now I've read through other member's stories.. Here are tales of my two most recent sauna visits, plus my first experience in a cruising bar backroom in Gran Canaria. I apologise for the "diary" like format, i just copy-pasted them from my blog, it was easier than typing them out again haha please let me know if it's interesting to anyone, 'cos if anyone enjoys reading about what I get up to then I will post more. If it's boring then let me know also, 'cos then I will stop typing about it haha xxx ---- Ok so I’ve been in Gran Canaria a while now and I totally love the sleazy side. The second night I was here I went to a cruising bar with a back room (called Tom’s) and got fucked bare by a really nice bearded Scottish guy called who was here with his boyfriend. He made a pass on me again a few nights later but that time he was only after oral (and I ain’t into oral), but it was nice to think he enjoyed me enough to want a second go. The following night I tried another cruising bar (I forget the name of it) and I got mega mega drunk and fucked by a younger “boy next door” Polish guy in a back room. I was really drunk and very high on strong poppers and it was a very interesting sex experience . Because I was so relaxed, I could feel his dick grinding against the front of my stomach, if that makes sense. My ass was so relaxed and open that I didn’t actually feel his dick going in and out, I could only feel the poking pressure from his cock head against my inner wall. Yeah, it felt AMAZING! He came inside me and thrust really hard and I felt like I was going to piss myself, but I didn’t. He said something funny to me, that I’ll always remember. When he found out I was from England he said to me “God bless your queen.” Lol The next night I was fucked in yet another bar, I think it was called Cruise. This time it was a chubbier bear type. He didn’t speak any English and didn’t actually say anything at all, except some German muttering just as he picked up speed when he was about to cum inside my cunt. He had a smaller dick than what I usually like, but it was very hard, very firm. He held my ass cheeks open as he worked my hole opening with his solid penis, and dipped it in and out, making my asslips quiver each time. They were so wet and used that they almost felt like rubber. Sort of like one of those rubber sex toys. Know what I mean? Anyway, it was a nice sensation. That was a quieter night than the previous few and I left just after that German bear did me. Yesterday was just a relaxing day by the pool and I didn’t get up to anything naughty, I’m tempted to go out again tonight. Who thinks I should? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Today I went to the sauna for the first time in about two months. It had been ages since I was last fucked, probably Gran Canaria last month I think. Fortunately the sauna was a success and I had a great time, getting bareback loads. The first guy was a guy I recognised from years ago, I’m not sure if he’d fucked me previously or not. He had a nice stiff dick, he fucked me on all fours but had to stop as he didn’t want to cum yet. The next guy was a regular of mine, he has a nice sized dick and knows how to use it, he did me on my back and went really fast and hard, it was quite intense. Then I had a really short session with a guy with only one arm, which was a first for me. He did me flat on my stomach and he came quite soon, no lube with him though and there was lots of friction, I’d go with him again I think, he had a nice thickness and stiffness that I could really feel with each poke inside my cunt. Then I went with the second guy again, he did me on my back and came really quickly, I think he was just using me as a fucktoy to cum into (I didn’t mind lol). And finally I was fucked by a short beardy guy, who I had chatted to a while ago, possibly the previous year. He was fun and had a great rhythm going, I got really loose and sloppy with him and I could feel every stroke, it was ecstasy. He did me on my side with one leg held up. My twat felt soooooo used at the end of the day and sooooo warm and wet, I loved it. ---------------------------------------------------------------------- I went to the sauna on Friday and even though it was really quiet I managed to get fucked a good three times while I was there. The first guy was okay. He wasn't great looking and he didn’t bareback, but it did the job. He was around my age (mid-30s) but had a nice straight-guy-from-work sort of quality about him. He kept trying to suck me off though, which I don’t like, but like I said – he fucked me for a while and he had a nice hard erection which felt good inside me. The second guy wasn’t fun at all, I was hoping it would be so much more due to the guy being so good looking. Early forties with a nice short beard, tight body and defined chest and arms. He had a cockring on and his balls were really large, like he had injected saline in or something. He didn’t do much at all and i just walked out after a few moments, he lay on a bed and i ended up riding him because nothing else was happening. Maybe he was tired? Who knows. He never got fully hard neither, only just enough to get a condom on and slip inside me, but never stiff enough to stimulate my insides. It was okay, but definitely not great. Now, the third guy, WOOF!. Not my type at all, looks-wise. He was about 50ish and short with greying hair, but wow, he had an amazing cock and he REALLY knew how to use it. His cock had a slight curve and was a great size and shape. Perfect. I lay on my stomach with my legs spread and my arse raised as he teased my ass lips with his hot dick, it was so rigidly stiff that he never needed to use his hands to guide it into me each time he pulled out and probed it about my opening before slowly making love to my asscunt. His strokes were so passionate and so intense I came hands free and made uncontrollable vocalisations as he thrust in and out. Wow. I haven’t stopped thinking about that experience, he was awesome and i hope we run into each other at the sauna again sometime soon.

Too fucking HOT!! I wanna be at that testing center with you Versbbguy when Mark and Cod go in and breed Chris!! <eg>!! What do you think of that plan?!!

That is the key, the sales alone of bareback porn would have to make a studio rethink there condom policy. I received a marketing questionnaire from Falcon not long ago, and told them flatly, porn is about fantasy and none of my fantasies involve condoms. For me to cum to condom porn, the guy has to see really super close to my ideal type or a porn like Joe Gage, with some hot fucking kink taboo (Dad Goes Out West makes me spray big time).

The couple of days I'd spent in the Hollywood motel were fun. I didn't get quite the amount of anonymous loads that I had been hoping for. But enough to keep me satisfied. Anyway, the last night I was there, I had posted on Craigslist that I would be sucking dick and bottoming in my hotel room. I had several quick replies from str8, married guys in the area that wanted to come over for a fast blow job on their way home from work. So, I had a rapid succession of guys coming in for some quick blow and goes. But, what I really wanted was to get fucked. Finally, when I was about to give up and drive to a bathhouse, I got a reply from a guy in Pasadena. He said he wanted to come over to fuck. He said he was primarily straight. But found fucking guys to be easier, than to find women to fuck. I gave him my hotel address and room number. And he said he'd be there within the hour. An hour past and he hadn't shown up. Oh, well....... Another Craigslist flake, I thought. Just then there was a knock at the door. I opened the door to my motel room to find a guy about 50 years old. 5'6", very thin, with long, shoulder length, gray hair. I invited him in. Once inside the room, I could see his face. Not the most handsome guy. But we quickly undressed, and I could see he had a very nice physique and a long cock. I started off on my knees, sucking his already hard cock. He had about 7" rock hard inches. With a nice, thick shaft and mushroom head. I sucked him for several minutes, then he moved to the bed and knelt on the edge of it. I knelt behind him on the floor and began to eat his asshole. He was squirming and moaning as I worked my tongue deep up inside his hole. Finally, he laid down on the bed and asked me to suck him again. I sucked until he was starting to ooze precum from his piss slit. Then I straddled him and sat down on his cock. Slowing taking it all the way up inside me. I rode him like that for about 5 minutes. He and I were pinching and teasing each other's tits as I rode his cock. From then, he would push me into every position possible, trying to get his dick as far into me as he could. Finally, with me on my back, he was fucking me missionary style and he leaned forward until our lips were less than an inch from each other. He had said he was str8. So, I wanted him to make the first move, as to whether he wanted to kiss or not? Finally, I couldn't take it anymore, with his lips so close to mine. Feeling his breath on my lips. I lifted my head just an inch and kissed him. He put his hand behind my head and pulled my face even closer to him and slid his tongue in my mouth. We kissed passionately as he pounded into me even harder and deeper. Finally, he let out a loud groan and grinded his cock deep into me as he filled my ass with his load. He then pulled out of me and we cuddled as we both caught our breaths. Soon, he was hard again. We repeated it all, with me sucking and rimming him. Then he'd mount me and fuck me....... Cumming inside me for a second time. After another short breather, he fucked me for a 3rd time. This time, I was on my side as he laid beside me. He came a 3rd time. Then we laid there for an hour, chatting and getting to know each other. He told me that he was an artist. He'd always been "curious", but had never acted on it, other than a few times when he was drunk in College, many decades ago. He finally had his first m2m encounter through Craigslist a few months previous. And had taken to it like a fish to water. He made me promise that I would contact him every time I come to Los Angeles. And I certainly will.

Just posted my gangbang ad on BBRT for MAL. Calling all tops to breed my fuckhole.

bb10top - yes. it IS that easy. Many guys post a room number on BBRT. Others just leave the door ajar or hang a sign to cum on in (I'll be one of those). No special floor - it's luck of the draw when you check in what floor you're on. Hell, I've even been fucked in a crowded elevator late at night. Sometimes it pays to be in a jockstrap and back up onto a hot man's bulge!

Choose Your Poison: Part 4 - SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! The Ripper’s leather, gloved hands double-tapped each of my ass cheeks good and hard and I had to bite the end of the pillow so I would not cry out or say something. I remembered Rule #4 – and all the others – as my exposed hole clenched with each hit. I fumbled with the poppers in my little anonymous sheet tent, and the next SMACK made me spill half the bottle onto the bed. As stained and dirty as I knew the mattress was, that wouldn’t matter, and the aroma mixed in well with the deep smell of piss and other bodily juices already there. Dry, leather, coated fingers then jammed into my sphincter. “HMMM….THAT FAG GURL PUSSY HAS BEEN USED, FUCKING CREAMPIE PRINCESS….HMMMM…” Ripper said as he pulled his gloved fingers out of my ass, sniffed and huffed them like a pig hunting truffles before slurping them clean and pushing back in. I almost purred knowing I had pleased him so far. He then twisted his fingers around like mini-drones exploring a cave and suddenly pain flared through my tender ass. Ripper laughed, “BAAAHHHAA – FUCK THAT’S RIGHT – FEEL THOSE ARMOR INSERTS IN MY FINGERTIPS SCOOPING YOUR GUTS OUT? MAKING THOSE ASS LIPS NICE AND TENDER, HOT RED, SORE AND WETT. YOU JUST WAIT UNTIL I’M FUCKING DONE.” I had to shove a fist full of the dirty sheet into my mouth to keep from crying out and begging him to stop. Ripper pulled his fingers all the way out again, I sighed, relaxed, then arched my back as he now forced three fingers back in and started jack hammering my rectum. “LOOSEN THAT HOLE UP – SLOPPY CUNT – THAT’S WHAT I LIKE TO SEE – DIRTY NUTT DRIPPING OUT – PRIMED TO BE MY FUCKING FLESHLIGHT. YOU CUM CHASING, MUTT FAG. LOOKING FOR THOSE BUGS. DESPERATE FAGGOT COME CRAWLING TO MY BOOTS, TRYING TO BE A QUEEN OF SPADES. WELL KITTY KITTY I GOT YOU AND NOW HOLD ON FOR SOME NASTY ASS SHIT.” Ripper mercilessly finger-fucked my ass and then just as suddenly stopped, yanked his fingers out, and smacked his lips as he licked the leather gloves clean. My chest was heaving as I was panting and took advantage of the brief respite to hit the poppers. Fuck it. I dumped the rest of the bottle onto the mattress under me and buried my face in the filth and inhaled several times. I heard a couple of snaps, a zipper, the sound of leather shifting, then SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! SMACK! This time though it was not Ripper’s hands banging me like a drum, but his big, daddy dick. “I LIKE MY HOLES TENDER INSIDE AND OUT,” Ripper said as he continued beating on my ass with his hard, weighty dick. “MY DICK IS THICK AS SHIT AND YOU BETTER BE SCARED. YOUR PUSSY LIPS WILL GET TORE UP, SWOLLEN, LOVE SEEING THAT SHIT GRIP MY DICK WHEN I PULL OUT, SHOWING ME HOW MUCH THAT ASS WANTS IT. YOU DO WANT IT DON’T YOU?” I dared not reply in case it was a trick. Ripper chuckled, “GOOD BITCH. YOU OBEY WELL. YOU MAY ANSWER – ONE WORD ONLY – YOU DO WANT IT DON’T YOU? YOU WANT MY AIDS IN YOU? YOU WANT ME TO RIP YOU UP? YOU WANT TO TAKE THIS RAW STROKER AND DEEP POKER?” In the silence that followed, I was almost lost in the rhythmic feeling of his dick beating my ass muscles, then remembered he said I could answer so I raised myself up on my arms a little and firmly stated, “YES!” Then almost silently without realizing it I said, “Master,” as I lowered my face back down to the dirty mattress. The room grew still. Fuck, had he heard that? Did I mess up? Please no, please no, please no. I wanted to cry in shame, frustration, anger. My fears fled when Ripper’s mushroom tipped dick touched my wet hole. “I HONESTLY DON’T CARE IF YOU WANT IT OR NOT. YOU’RE GETTING RAPED EITHER WAY. PART OF ME WAS HOPING YOU’D SAY NO. BAHAHA – NOT LIKE YOU COULD GO TO THE COPS. THEY SURE DON’T HAVE A FORM FOR MUTT-FAG-BUG-CHASERS WHO GOT WHAT THEY ASKED FOR. I’M GOING TO STRETCH YOU OPEN LIKE THE WHORE YOU WANT TO BE. THE WHORE YOU ARE ON THE INSIDE. COAT THOSE CHAPPED PUSSY LIPS WITH ALL MY NUTT AND GET MY FUCKING FREAK ON. YOU READY TO GET RIPPED?” No response was expected or given to this question as he positioned himself – ready to hit the 8 ball in the corner pocket. I breathed deep, savoring the mattress-soaked aroma of poppers and piss. Relishing that I was in a sleazy hotel in a strange city, ready to get used by some anonymous dude and filled with AIDs cum. Ripper slammed his cue, the pocket got filled, and the searing pain spread through my body like a Phoenix. Blazing, hot, and all consuming. Ripper drove into my ass with his horse dick. No mercy was asked and none was given as he let the whole world know I was his, “BUSTED THAT ASS WIDE OPEN LIKE PUSSY – RIPPING IT WIDE – RIPPING IT DEEP – RIPPING IT SIDE TO SIDE. TEARING THOSE WALLS DOWN. WHERE’S THAT SECOND HOLE? WHERE’S IT HIDING? YEAH FUCK THERE IT IS AND POW – THAT SHIT’S WRECKED TOO NOW.” The bed was rocking back and forth and banging hard against the wall. The windows rattled, the mattress and box spring squeaked as his hips made contact with my now reddened skin. He was murdering my asshole with his killer mandingo dick. I was being used and power fucked beyond imagining when I finally just let go – my whole body let go – and I became nothing but a willing hole, a receptacle for his AIDs cum. “THAT’S WHAT I’M TALKING ABOUT, THAT SNATCH JUST SCRABBLING FOR MY DICK, SWALLOWING ME DEEPER!” Ripper exclaimed. “I OWN THAT HOLE.” Thrust after thrust, steady, hard, and deep, my anonymous assailant pounded me into total submission. Ripper picked up speed, his dick swelled, “NOW FOR MY BABIES IN THAT WHITE WOMB – YOU BETTER CALL POISON CONTROL BECAUSE I AM GOING TO SHOOT MY TOXIC DRANO IN THAT HOLE.” In preparation for his seed, Ripper planted his full weight on my ass with both leather, gloved hands. He then pushed down, and to the sides, stretching my hole further making me squat. “FUCKING AIDS WHORE, GOING TO INFECT YOU GOOD. RIGHT HERE – RIGHT NOW – OH HELL YES THIS NUTT IS GOING DEEP - OPEN THAT FUCKING CUNT UP – OPEN IT – SLOPPY FUCKING PUSSY FOR THIS NUTT – HERE YOU GO – HERE YOU GO – THAT’S RIGHT….GRRRRR…..AAARRGGHHH…(SNORT SNORT)….GRRR.” A few thrusts, Ripper slid his dick out of my well-fucked ass, sighed, and as I caught my own breath he slapped my ass hard with his right hand and, ‘THAT, FAGGOT, WAS JUST A TASTE. I GOT A WHOLE LOT MORE PLANNED FOR AS LONG AS YOU KEEP THE STACKS COMING AND YOUR CUNT WET YOU NASTY FUCK. YOU WILL EITHER BE TAKING MONSTER DICK TO KEEP THAT PUSSY SWOLLEN AND RIPE FOR IMPREGNANTION OR INFECTED DICK. AND I DON’T JUST MEAN DICK THAT GUYS THINK IS BIG. I MEAN THOSE BULL HUNG, DONKEY-DICKED, MOTHERFUCKAS WHO ALWAYS COMPLAINING PUSSY TOO TIGHT OR BITCHES RUN FROM THEM. I PUT THE WORD OUT AND GOT SOME TRUE FREAK ASS JOINTS PLANNING TO BOUNCE ON YOUR SHIT. THIS IS BUSINESS AND FOR THE NEXT 3 DAYS YOU JUST A FUCK DOLL FOR ALL THE DIRTY-ASSED-NASTY-EXTREME-FREAKED-OUT-FUCKERS WHO NEED A BUCK AND A PUSSY. YOU’LL GET FUCKED NON-STOP AND WHEN YOU’RE LIMPING TO THE PLANE SO FUCKING SORE AND TORE UP IT HURTS TO TAKE A STEP, YOU’LL BE PRAISING ME – THE RIPPER – FOR GIVING YOU WANT YOU DESERVED.” I heard a zipper, snaps, his leathers as he moved back to the chair. There was a pause, then the door to my room closed and I waited as the THUMP, THUMP, THUMP of his exit echoed down the hall. I quickly untangled myself and threw the dirty sheet back, and ran to the front window. A quick wipe of the grime on the glass with my forearm and I was able to see the street and shivered as I stood watching, and waiting, and then I saw him. Ripper looked up, the mirrored front of his motorcycle helmet hiding his face but I could imagine him smiling, at least I hoped he was. He looked tall, muscular, with broad shoulders that were snug in a black leather motorcycle jacket that had red hatches on the shoulders and two red bands on the biceps. The black leather pants highlighted his form when he swung his leg over his bike. The engine started, the rumble, roar, and exhaust announced his departure. I hobbled back towards the bed, realizing how hurt, sore, and tore up my ass was. The cash I had left for him on the chair was gone, but he had left the money that was in my wallet, which I guess made me happy. Any further thoughts were interrupted as Booker opened the door from the bathroom and sauntered in with an older looking white guy trailing behind. “Damn fuck. We could hear that ass being taken through the walls. Got old Chester here all in a frenzy. Ain’t that right Chester? Yeah. Chester’s got some drippy dick for you but before he dirties it up, bend over and pull your cheeks apart. I need to take a few shots on the cell phone and let folks know what’s coming and what’s on offer.” I bent over the bed and showed Booker my AIDs filled hole. Every heart beat pulsed in my ass and I knew from his and Chester’s admiring comments that they liked the ‘post-Ripper’ view. “OK,” Booker instructed, “Now a few action shots showing Chester’s dirty dick in your ass. Poke it out good so I can get a clear shot of what a skank whore you are. Fuck Chester your dick is messed up! Oh…wait…hold on...Christ. That was fucking quick. Alright Chester get that nutt. We got to roll.” As Chester fucked me determined to add to my infection, I said, “I’m not sure I can right now. I may need just a little break.” Booker laughed, cuffed my head, “YEAH RIGHT. I KNOW THE PLAN. YOU PASSED THE TEST SO THE NEXT STOP IS THE CENTRAL MISSION SOUP KITCHEN. LIL’JOHN IS WAITING AND HE TEXTED THAT HIS 11.5 INCH DICK HAS NOT HAD A WHITE MUFF IN MONTHS SO HE’S READY TO PUMMEL THAT THIRD HOLE.” Even though my body ached and I was tired, those were the magic words and I was determined to take every inch of Lil’John.

Fuck! That´s an awesome story! Involve the crowd! Perhaps some teenage boys! 18 - 19 years old poz!

i always swallow it after keeping it in my tongue for few mins to taste it fully...

@flexbtm...I agree. The author must have had more in mind. Look I don't agree with what happened...though I understand why the story was moved. Ticky Tacky? Yes. But rules are rules. Don't make your readers and fans suffer because of them.

When I started cruising bare years ago I proposed a blindfold fuck to a new top I met. He owned numerous student apartments in as college town , upstate NY. He had an apartment being vacated, there was only a bed left inside. He told me to wait upstairs blindfolded, which I did excitedly, hearing him enter, moaning and looking me over ,he growled like an animal in heat. I felt him get on me, felt his cock all over my ass, biting my ear n growling in it, I felt his hard as a rock cock slip bareinside me, he started stroking in in my warm hole, came immediately in me, this huge cum load it was so satisfying. HE thanked me and left, I got dressed and snuck out quietly like nothing happened , leaking his seed as I got in my truck and went on to my next job. After that we hooked up a bunch more times, except I'd go to his house in the morning, he would leave a blindfold out for me, a wet washcloth and glass of water. I;d wait on his bed and hear him cum in and moan as he looked as me, wiggling my ass wantign to be dicked and cummed. To this day I still don;t know what he looks like, I could meet him somewhere and never know it wa him that dicked my hole so many times.

I'll be present and taking loads

Hey No, sometimes they just ask "do you know any girls?" and I just say yes...but I don't. I've been fucked by 9 guys since I last posted (sounds unbelievable right?) and three in one day just two days ago. I love how guys won't touch their friends dicks (they usually come with a friend) but no one objects to fucking my ass when it's full of cum. One guy had a load so big I could feel it throb out of his cock, I've never felt that before.

I spent some time working in the middle east. The arab men are always horny and quite often come 2 or 3 times. Took dozens of loads while there. None of the cocks were less than 7 inches and they are heavy cummers.

Very hot wish I could be a chem whore

I would love to find a Tristian to keep me tied, slamed, and whored out

7. William. Chris and I rode the bus across the state trying to look like good missionary boys but playing around every chance we got, it defiantly made the journey more interesting. We managed to fuck in the restroom at the afternoon break-layover stop and barely made it back to the bus before it pulled out to continue our journey. We pulled into Phoenix late and Martin was waiting for us inside the coffee shop across the street. Chris and I entered the coffee shop to find Martin with a slightly older gentleman having a beverage and a pastry, we walked over and hugged him and he introduced us to Jamey. We sat and had our first cups of coffee with this new acquaintance with whom Jamey seemed to have confidence in. Chris seemed enthralled with this new man and was more than willing to agree to spend the day with him at his RV. Chris and I threw our duffle bags into the trunk of Jamey’s Acura, while Martin went across the street to retrieve his from a locker in the bus station, Chris and I climbed into the back seat, i looked at Chris and he returned the glance as Martin returned and tossed his duffel bag in the trunk then climbed into the passenger’s seat up front. I held onto Chris’s hand as Martin glanced back at us. My stomach was in knots as I knew it was just a short time before I would be able to hold Martin in my arms. We Arrived at Jamey’s RV a short time later, he unlocked the door and Martin entered, I Followed with Chris and Jamey behind me. Once we were all inside Chris pushed me into Martin, as I fell into his arms I embraced him then began kissing him passionately, he returned the kiss and sipped his tongue into my mouth. We kissed for what seemed like hours, but was really just moments, I heard Chris whisper to Jamey “isn’t young love grand” I began unbuttoning Martins shirt as he unbuttoned mine, slipping our shirts off and caressing and licking each other’s bodies, I worked my tongue into his arm pit and tasted the sweat of the boy who would soon be mine. I glanced over to see Jamey and Chris embracing and caressing each other as well, Jamey almost had Chris’s pants off and I had Martins hands down the back of mine. Jamey broke their embrace to finish undressing the three of us and then proceeded to give each of us a hot blow jobs sucking the cream from our throbbing cocks. As I came my load burned a bit as it exited my shaft and I remembered Chris’s warning that we needed to get tested, but for now my sexual need was greater than the discomfort I was feeling. After we each had deposited our semen on Jamey’s face, tongue and abdomen Jamey stood up told us we reeked of sex and road grim then disappeared only to appear again with some sexy swim suits which he told us to don. He lead us to the pool area which also housed the shower facilities and Chis stood guard as Martin and I washed each other down, soaping up parts which recently Martin had never been touched by another boy before. I soaped up his neither regions and he mine just before I Slipped my cock into his soapy ass and caressed his virgin hole with my shaft. He then turned me around and proceeded to slide his ridged member into my tight hole. He fucked me till he was almost ready to cum then pulled out and pushed me to my knees to spray his seed all over my face and across my tongue. We finished up showering then dove into the pool, fooled around a little then lay on either side of Jamey who had been sunning himself while we played in the showers, Chris had come out while we were horsing around in the pool and had positioned himself next to Jamey on the double chaise lounge. About an hour later Jamey suggested we get out of the sun and retreat to the RV for lunch and beverages, we followed Jamey back to the rig and entered, Jamey pulled out four beers from the frig and handed them to us. This being a day for first, Martin cracked open his and took a swig, made a funny face then offered a toast “to a new beginning”, I had no idea what he meant other than trying new things, then we all began drinking our beers as Jamey pulled out some chips to snack on, then produced some joints from a cabinet, “got these from a guy down in San Antonio where I picked up the RV they’re killer shit” He fired one up and proceeded to exhale the smoke into Chris’s mouth while giving him a kiss, he then did the same to Martin and I. after what I later learned was called shot gunning several hits to each of us we were all getting buzzed and a lot horny, Martin and Chris began taking hits and returning the shot gunning to myself and Jamey and each other. We were all flying pretty high when Jamey pulled out a small tin and dipped his finger into the plastic bag that it contained he then fingered Chris’s ass and worked his coated finger into his hole “Ouch that burns dude, what are you doing?” ”that my horny new friend is called a booty bump, just give it a few and you’ll like the feeling” A couple minutes later Chris was all over Jamey. Jamey gave Martin and I a booty bump as well as we retreated to the bed room to give Jamey and Chris an opportunity to get to know each other better. I was hornier than I had ever been before and not sure if I wanted to fuck Martin more than I wanted him to fuck me, it did not matter as our bodies were intertwined and my cock dripped precum onto Martins body and his cock dribbled onto mine. We each managed to dump a load into each other before we returned to the living room to find Chris impaled on Jamey’s cock, Jamey blowing clouds into Chris’s mouth from the glass pipe he now smoked, he offered us a hit which Martin graciously took then exhaled the smoke into my lungs as we passed the cloud back and forth. We were flying high as Jamey offered up Chris as a cumdump, Martin was first to take up the offer as he plunged his tool into Chris’s well used hole, pumping him for about five minutes before shooting his load into the teen, pulled out and guided my cock into the slimy orifice while Chris cleaned off the cum and ass juices from his cock, I plunged into the inner depths of Chris like I had never known before, my cock made love to his anal walls before spewing my seed to coat them in my DNA, I Stroked a few more times before withdrawing from his ass and slid my slimy cock into Martins hole which was coated in Jamey’s precum, Jamey took up position behind Chris and sunk his ridged tool into the cumdump of the hour. I fucked Martin using the cum deposited on my cock by Chris’s hole as lube and managed to shoot another load into my new boyfriend. We retreated back to the bedroom and cuddled and fucked until the light from outside began to dim, Jamey came in shortly after and joined us occasionally sliding his cock up one of our holes or his ass down onto our still rigid teenage poles. I fell asleep with Martin firmly planted in my ass and my cock pressing into Jamey. We awoke to Chris commenting on how We Missed the bus again, just before he climbed on the bed and sank his rigid cock into Jamey, the butt plug protruding from his ass like a trophy eagerly won. After Chris deposited his semen into Jamey we got up and Jamey fixed us some Waffles and eggs. “Well guys you have two options now, one you can have me drive you back to the bus depot and you can wait for several hours for the bus to the camping location, or two you can travel with me and we can continue to have fun” Martin was the first to speak up and say he was all in favor of continuing on with Jamey I spoke up “well if I’m going to choose between boredom and another bus trip just to spend time amongst bigots and homophobes and having fun fucking our way across the south west you can guess which one I’m going to choose” “I’m all for it, let’s get our bags from the car and get settled in guys “Chris chimed in. Jamey and i went out to the car while Martin and Chris started to straighten up the living room. I came in carrying our duffle bags and we dug out some fresh clothes. Jamey instructed us what needed to be cleared and began pulling in the wings of the RV. I took a lounge seat behind Martin who climbed into the passenger’s seat and belted himself in, Chris sat on the floor between the seats and caressed Martin as Jamey put the rig in motion.

6. Chris William and I barely made it back to the bus, before the driver shut the door behind us, it was getting dark as the bus pulled out onto the highway. The midday stop had been fun, we had caught some sandwiches, and then had sex in the restroom, before racing for the bus it was only a 30 minute stop and we indeed got carried away in the rest room. We shuffled to close to the back of the bus the flopped into a seat William almost falling into my lap as the driver turned out onto the road, we laughed as William leaned in and planted a hot kiss on my lips, then threw the bag with the sandwiches into my lap. We broke out the sandwiches and gobbled them down, darkness engulfed the landscape, as it whizzed past outside the window. I lay my head on Williams shoulder as he fondled my crotch making me hard. I glanced down the isle and no one was paying attention to us, many were drifting off to sleep. William unzipped my pants, pulled out my cock and stroked me I reached over and pulled out his cock and returned the hand job. William leaned over and took my ridged pole in his mouth, had to try hard not to moan loudly as he brought me to brink of blowing my load down his throat. He pulled off my cock just as my first volley hit him in the chin then subsequent blast hit his face with my jizz. The bus had four stops scheduled but seemed to make multiple random stops, what would have been a couple hour drive took close to most of the night, then an accident outside of phoenix delayed us even more. William texted Martin when we were nearing the terminal, Martin texted back that he was waiting in the coffee shop across the street. Twenty minutes later and the bus was pulling into the terminal. William exchanged a couple more text with Martin, then we collected our duffle bags from the undercarriage luggage compartment. Martin had said to meet him across the street at the coffee shop so we crossed the street and entered the coffee shop. William looked around then spotted Martin over in the corner near the window that looked out upon the bus terminal. We walked over to Martin and an older guy with whom he had been having coffee with. William shook their hands and I did too after him, he then went and got us something to drink and eat. I eyed Martin while William procured nourishment, thinking this was a guy I could really come to enjoy being with, Martin had introduce his companion as Jamey, who was also easy on the eyes and caused my cock to inflate a bit. Upon Williams return we sat down with Martin and he explained that due to our late arrival the buss to Four corners camp grounds had already left and the next one didn’t depart till later that evening, Jamey offered his hospitality and said if we wanted we could come back to his RV and spend the day with him, giving us a chance to relax and clean up before continuing on our journey, I was apprehensive at first, but soon grew more comfortable around Jamey. We loaded our duffle bags into the back of Jamey’s Acura while Martin went to fetch his duffle from the locker across the street at the terminal. William and I had already climbed into the back seat by the time Martin returned with his bag. Taking advantage of the darkly tinted back windows we kissed while waiting on Martin and Jamey to get in the car. Martin climbed into the passenger seat and fastened his seat buckle, turning around to look back at William and myself who were unconsciously holding hands, he seemed to sigh at the sight. Martin drove for quite a while before pulling up next to a really nice Rig and parking the car. He asked us if we needed anything from our bags and we absent mindedly said no not really almost in unison, Jamey Unlocked the RV and Martin was the first to step inside followed by myself and William with Jamey bringing up the rear closing the door behind him. I had stepped off to one side and William stood in front of me with Martin surveying the interior of the Motorhome, I gave William a quick push towards Martin “boy you have been drooling over each other for months now do something about it” Martin and William embraced and began to make out like long lost lovers, before pulling apart and commenting on how each stunk of sweat and Sex, we all giggled, admitting there was some action on the way here. Jamey came up behind me and gave me a hug “I’m glad I could spend some time with you boys” I turned around and kissed him on his lips, William and martin had removed each other’s button downs and were caressing each other’s sweaty torsos kissing and licking one another’s hot body. Jamey began undressing me as well and although he was older it didn’t have the same creepy feeling as it had with my father, when good old dad would come on to me and force me to suck him or take his average cock in my bunghole. It felt nice to have a guy caress my solid muscular body and want me for who I was and not for what I represented, a missionary to be conquered. As Martin and William quickly ended up on the couch in a sixty nine position sucking at each other’s manhood, Jamey worked his way down and began rimming my sweet hole and tasting my sweet nectar alternating between my cock and ass with his oral tongue lashing. Martin was the first to shoot off into and onto Williams’s mouth, shot onto myself as Jamey tongue fucked my hole then lapped up my boy juice from my rippling abs, before shooting his own load across my chest. William was the last to grunt out his orgasm Jamey offered each of us a swim suit, if that’s what you want to call them, skimpy speedo type suits which barely contained our large tools. He then lead us out to the pool area and showered us the communal showers, Which were really meant to rinse off before entering the pool but we used them to soap each other up and clean off the previous days sweat and sex off, I stood guard as William and Martin furthered their exploration of one another’s bodies and as William allowed Martin to penetrate his ass using soap as lube and pound into him. Martin soon shoot another load into my protégé in sex before having his virginity taken by William in return, they were both wrinkled like prunes as they emerged from the showers now fresh and clean, and freshly fucked. Jamey lay out by the pool as we showered and greeted us when we came out, we lay on either side of him in chaise lounges for about an hour before he suggested we return to the RV for some rest and refreshing beverages. William, Martin and I had never had drank anything, other than the spiked Orange juice my father used to seduce us that first couple of nights so when Jamey offered us beers we were all hesitant but Martin accepted gladly shortly after a momentary pause, Jamey then pulled out some weed, he said he got it from a friend in San Antonio where he picked up the RV. We had never smoked being the good missionary boys but our guard was down and it also didn’t help when Jamey shotgunned it into our mouths and lungs, soon we each had a nice buzz going and were freely taking tokes from the seemingly innocent joints, I was getting really horny however and wanted cock in my holes. Jamey pulled out a little metal container and dipped his finger into the plastic bag contained within the fingered my ass with first one then two fingers then proceeded to do the same to William and Martin. “What was that” I asked “That is what is called a booty bump my friend” As the burning subsided I got really horny my head seemed to be going a mile a minute and most of my inhibitions flew out the window. Martin and William seemed to be feeling the same way and they retreated to the bed room, I now had Jamey all to myself as he made out with me on the couch, my hard-on wouldn’t go down, I wanted cock in me, he feed me more of his cock as he pulled out a glass pipe and torch and began alternating between taking hits, shot gunning me hits and having me take hits from the pipe. My head was in the clouds as I soon realized his cock was buried in my ass and he was pumping me full of his hot load. I was about to shoot my load as he slid down my throbbing pole and impaled himself just as I shot my cum up into his manhole, he milked my shaft with his ass muscles making me cum harder and almost passing out from the orgasm, I then realized as I began to focus again that Martin and William had reentered the room and Jamey was telling them to use my hole and remind me of my cumdump status. Martin took up a place between my legs and slide in his impressive tool the pounded me for what seemed like hours before William took his turn, then Jamey again. They rotated taking turns on my upturned hole pounding me then switching off eventually dumping load after load into my hole. Jamey pulled out a butt plug and slid it into my well-worn hole “don’t want you dripping on the furniture” he patted my ass as I soon fell into a restless sleep slowly coming down off of the alcohol and the small booty bump, Tina that I had smoked. I appeared to be getting dark outside as I closed my eyes. I awoke as the sun streamed through the mini blinds the rays falling upon my face. We had spent the night, I got up the butt plug still wedged between my cheeks, I walked gingerly down the short hallway and entered the bathroom just as the plug plopped out into the shower, I turned around and sat on the toilet and let whatever flow, small amounts of cum seeped out my stretched hole before my natural abilities allowed me to clamp down the clean-up. I exited the bathroom and proceeded down to the bed room where I found Martin sandwiched between Jamey and William spooning. Jamey’s morning hard on had sneaked up into Martin and his had penetrated into William. Where just yesterday he had been an anal virgin he was now giving and taking at the same time. I climbed onto the bed and spooned behind Jamey and slid my cock into his cum lubed hole forming a nice chain. As I slid slowly in and out he began riding my cock and in turn fucking Martin in the process, William also began to stir and worked his ass around Martins shaft. We lay there fucking for the next half hour before Jamey blew his load into Martin triggering a chain reaction in Martin and me and we both blasted our loads into our receptive asses in front of us. William finally blew his load into his hand then fed it to Martin and Jamey. Jamey then had us roll over on our stomachs as he ate our scummy holes. Jamey announced we had once again missed our buss to the campgrounds but he needed to head back to California to get things in order and return to work. Martin looked at us and with his best Puppy dog eyes “hey guys want to go to California and hang with Jamey instead of roughing it at some dirty campground full of homophobes and bigots?” William and I looked at each other than at Jamey and Martin, I was all up for it since the farther away from dad and his troubles the better off I thought I’d be. William was very hesitant and kind of balked at the idea of changing plans, then looked at Martin and stepped up and planted a big kiss on his lips” I’ll go where ever you need me to go , just to be with you.”

Chapter 6 of the Sire Chronicles: DEACON’S GIFTS and I MEET MY NEW GUARDS I begged him to fuck me harder and deeper and Deacon made my teeth clang together as he beast fucked my guts, giving me his super-toxic cum over and over. I went to sleep that night with Deacon’s dick still in my ass after he had filled me again with his piss. His dick had expanded and knotted out, lodging itself deep, ensuring that nothing leaked out as we slept. When I awoke it was to Deacon starting to fuck me again and blessing me with another load. Once he finished, he quickly pulled his dick out, making me scream. Deacon loved that and slammed in and pulled out a few more times, savoring my agony. The last time he pulled out, his dick was followed by a rush of piss, cum, blood, and ass juice, and Deacon telling me, “Not a drop is wasted, what you cannot keep in you will clean up, now LICK IT UP!!” I got on my hands and knees and licked up my mess as Deacon went to the bathroom and got in the shower. I followed and like a crack addict had to have more and backed up onto his ever-hard dick as the water cascaded around us so he could fill me up again. When we were done I toweled Deacon off, following his instructions on how best to serve him. Deacon then left the bathroom and let me get ready to meet him for breakfast. Everything had been set out for, so I brushed my teeth, dried off, took a piss and made sure to keep his piss and cum up my ass which was not easy at all. My ass was gaping and leaking, so I repeatedly had to wipe myself with my hand and lick it clean. I went to the dining room, still naked as ordered, and sat to Deacon’s right. He was at the head of a large, ornate, wood table that was set for a meal for the two of us and soon his butler appeared with trays and served our food. He left, and I could not help staring at Deacon as my ass twitched and I realized I just wanted more dick. Deacon laughed and said, “Even after all of that, you still want more?” I shook my head yes as I shamefully hung my head. Deacon reached over with his right hand, lifted my chin so I could meet his eyes and said, “NEVER feel shame for desiring me, or for anything that you need, want, or that I ask you to do. You – we – are the COVENANT and you continue to please me beyond my imagining. I see now that you were truly made for me as not once did you ask me to stop, not once did you try to run from me. You understood what I needed and did everything you could to let me feed and have it. It has been many many years since my soul was fed so well by such pure, strong pain, and the physical enjoyment too of course. So, I promised you that today we would speak about anything you wished, so what do you wish to know?” My mind was so focused on sex, I had not thought about that. What did I want to know? I now knew I was his and he was my life, so no sense asking about that. So I asked about his tattoos, and how they seemed to shift, move, change colors. Deacon’s eyes narrowed as he said, “You can see that? Hmmm….another surprise you have for me as that is a truly special talent. The simplest answer is each one of my tattoos is sacred, and has great meaning, as does the tattoo on your back does it not? Just as you earned that, each of mine were earned, and as we are together you shall earn yours as well, just as you did those,” he said pointing to the new tats on the insides of my wrist. “But what do they mean?” I asked. Deacon shook his head and said, “In time you may learn that, but for now all you must understand is that they have great power and are a great honor.” I was still curious, but decided to move on and asked about how I would serve him. Deacon was quiet a moment and said, “Just as you were of service to Dr Mike in spreading infection, and AIDS, and death and destruction, you will serve me as well. You are my genesis and are more infected than even Dr Mike can truly fathom. Not just your cum and blood is toxic, but for some, even your sweat, spit, skin can pass the virus along in the same way I passed mine to you.” Deacon continued, “You and I will be travelling. I know Dr Mike explained to you about the Covenant and the regional AIDs lords. You will continue to support their work in Tier 1 regions, but in addition, you and I will travel to Tier 2 areas and you will be the bait. You will recruit those that I target, men and boys in positions of power and access to bodies such as college professors, company executives, other leaders of various types in churches, towns, prisons, and other institutions. You will infect them in whatever way is required as a bottom, or as Dr Mike taught, a top when needed to accomplish the goal. In addition, you will train and develop those that you infect to the cause, to the COVENANT, teach them the joy of infecting and breeding. I am trusting you to lead them to my cause, the need to breed and seed and they will then serve me too in their way. Do you understand?” I shook my head yes as his words sank in, and then was hit by a wall of anxiety or fear I guess similar to what I felt when Dr Mike had me breed and infect the first boy. Deacon knew what I was feeling, as he seemed to know everything, and said, “Remember, none of this work – and that is what it is – will change our COVENANT. You and I are one now and always will be.” His smile of reassurance and soothing words took away any concern. Deacon then said, “I know you have wondered why Dr Mike had you trained in other skill sets. In addition to what I require of you for my own needs and to spread your toxic gift, you will also be my personal companion. Yes, I have staff and you will have your own staff as well, but their roles are limited and I prefer to have you serve in certain roles such as helping me get ready as I wish, or sleep with me when I wish, or just spend time with me. You will have your own suite, which you will see soon, but I will often want you with me.” My face must have lit up as I wanted nothing more than to serve him and I realized not just sexually. Deacon smiled and continued, “Dr Mike had you begin training in business matters as you will be the face of my businesses, the public face of COVENANT INC. As you can see I tend to be noticed and I need discretion to carry out my work. Your training in this area will continue and intensify. I have the best experts in the world running my businesses, but starting now they will always come to you to convey what is needed and you will then covey that to me and vice versa.” “In summary,” Deacon said, “You will never speak of me to anyone, period. I have remade you to be my personal travel companion, assistant, valet, and of course you will ensure all of my needs are addressed. You will continue to be fucked by other men and to fuck others too to pass your strains, but I will use you – often and brutally, and when I am inside you is the only time you may try to resist me, otherwise you will obey me at all times. I am you SIRE and my soul now thirsts for your pain and anguish and I may use you anytime I wish, any where, any way, any how. When you have pleased me well I will make love to you in the ways that you desire most.” I sighed, knowing my life had changed forever and could think of nothing better. While I did not miss Dr Mike now like I did in that first moment, I was curious and asked where he was and if he was OK and if Deacon had fucked him. Deacon laughed, “No no he is not for me, no no, yes he serves me, but in a different way as you know. I watched how loyal you were to your Dr Mike, and yes, even a little bit of love I think. I also saw how he looked at you with an attachment that I do not think he truly realized. While I could easily force such devotion on you, I will not. In some things, such as this, I will wish to see your own will, your own desire, your own mind and thought and choice. You may never find what you consider to be love with me, or you might, but either way you know in your heart that I will always guide and protect you and will keep you safe now no matter what. You are mine, yet you may have your Lionel or someone else for that if you wish and I will not object. As I have said I will let many men fuck you, and use you, and you may have sex with anyone you choose as long as it does not interfere with your duties. However, also know that I will only have sex with you, for practical reasons you can understand, and other reasons that for now do not matter.” That surprised me, and I shook my head, looked at Deacon and said, “Truly, I just want to be yours in every way. I will do everything you ask and more, and I am honored you have chosen me. I do love being fucked and taking cum, but even with Dr Mike, it was a way for me to serve him. But there was always a wall, a barrier, I could never serve him in every way like I know I have, and will continue to do with you.” Deacon pulled me out of my chair and over towards him and began kissing me long and hard, his dick rising and getting snagged in the table cloth making me laugh. I just wanted to collapse in his arms again, but he let me go and I sat back down. “You will not return to DC,” Deacon said, affirming what I already knew, “Well at least not now and not to the life you knew before. You will see Uncle Jack again as he made a special request on that to ensure your genesis would help him in his mission and for his own personal pleasure as he has something special planned for you I understand.” I thought back to the rough fuck Uncle Jack had given me at his crack house and my dick got instantly hard. Deacon knew and smiled. We had almost finished eating when Deacon said, “I mentioned that you would have your own staff. Even here, at COVENANT, only a select few of the staff are aware of me at any level. They will all know you, and will treat you with the respect and courtesy your position mandates. You will start out with your own personal butler, one of the harnessed serving boys, and a pair of private guards. We hire only the best, and these four will serve you in every way and in everything you ask including sex if you desire, no questions, and I will not interfere with them unless they do not do as you wish and if that happens, they understand the punishment is extreme and severe. They will travel with us as needed, but always separately, and they will never see me or hear you speak of me, understand?” I nodded. Deacon’s butler appeared again on some secret signal, and in looking at him I realized he looked almost the same as the others I had seen. Early 20’s, very polished, smart and clearly loyal. Deacon indicated him and said, “Follow Micah. The large closet and dressing area in my bedroom on the far side is for you. You will find a complete set of clothes for all occasions in there, a duplicate of what is in your own suite. My suite is your home now as well, but for those times when we wish, you have your own space too. The suite has been built and decorated based on your preferences and tastes, but you may change anything you wish. Gut it if you want and start again, I do not care, as that is yours. So, get dressed and Micah will introduce you to your staff.” I was thinking about what my suite may look like and how he knew so much about me when Deacon said, “I must leave town to handle some business that I delayed during your conversion. I will be gone for a couple of days and you are not yet strong enough to travel with me, so you will stay here. Take this time to familiarize yourself with your staff, with COVENANT, with the rest of the staff, and anything you may need, just ask Micah, he oversees all of the staff here and even yours report to him. Of course Micah in turn will follow any request or order from you as if it came from me.” The thought of Deacon leaving sent a rush of anxiety, loss, and longing through me. I was not ready to be separated from him yet. I stood up from the table, my dick still hard in hunger for Deacon, but I was not embarrassed as Deacon smiled and watched me follow Micah back to the bedroom who showed me my closet, asked if I needed any assistance, and then left. I picked out a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, but skipped the shoes as I loved being barefoot and was just going down the hall. I returned to the dining room and Deacon was now sitting a little back from the table, his monster dick swollen and dripping a stream of precum that was staining the plush tan carpet. I practically ran over to him, dropped onto my knees and started licking his piss slit. The first drops of his precum burned my lips and tongue, but I wanted more, and slurped all over his dick to get every drop I could. Deacon grabbed the back of my head with both his hands, held my mouth over the apple sized head of his dick and pushed me down onto him. His dick head was too big to go straight into my mouth, but I found by shifting around that if I tilted my head a little and angled more to the side, I just barely fit it in. Deacon moaned as my tongue and mouth covered his head and immediately began trying to force his dick down my throat. Once the head was in I was able to get straight again and tried opening my mouth further. Deacon now pushed his hips forward and my head down, choking the breath out of me as his dick filled my throat and blocked my airways. I gagged, choked, my body convulsed as I tried to puke but Deacon did not stop and just kept forcing his dick in as far as it would go. Once he was satisfied I had all I could take, Deacon banged my throat hard, fucking me hard, pulling back a little and slamming forward trying to make my throat open like my ass did. I was starting to blackout from the lack of air and just as I was on the edge Deacon shot his AIDs filled cum down my throat. HIS CUM WAS LIKE HOT KNIVES, slicing my throat open as it ran down my insides. Oh shit! It scalded me and burned me and when it hit my stomach my gut clenched tight and heaved in waves. Deacon pulled his dick out of my mouth and held it in front of my face until I caught my breath and could lick him clean. “One last thing,” Deacon said as I was still on my knees, “I have specially chosen your new guards not only for their technical skills, but, well, you will see. You may let them fuck you as you wish, or not, that is up to you, as I said, you are always mine now no matter what. Micah is waiting for you by the front door and will now escort you to your suite and I will see you on my return.” I nodded, stood up, then leaned in and let Deacon lick my face clean as he kissed me hard good-bye. I went to the front door and found Micah waiting. He opened the door, we stepped into the hall, and Deacon’s two guards, all dressed in black, were at their posts. I followed Micah down the hall and to the right to the end of a short hallway. There was another butler standing by a large set of wooden doors who looked almost like Micah’s clone, and one of the harnessed boys. I did not see my guards as Micah said, “This is Jonas, he will serve you as you wish, as do I, and I am happy to meet with you at your convenience to discuss the additional rules and protocol we have in place for our staff that serve on this level, and those that serve the rest of COVENANT. Unless you have any questions I will leave you now to attend to other matters and please call if you need me.” I shook my head, Micah left, and I looked at Jonas who was standing at attention. I then looked at the harnessed boy who like the others, was very young, smaller, hairless, and his eyes were downcast to the floor. I asked, “What is your name?” He did not answer, but Jonas said, “He has no name Sir, he is just here to serve. You may choose to call him whatever you wish, but I understand that generally names must be earned. However, he will answer to anything and like myself, is here to attend to all of your needs, whatever they may be.” Hmm, neither one of them were really my thing, especially as I was still savoring the taste of Deacon’s foul and burning cum. “Ok, might as well show me around,” I said. Jonas opened the door and I stepped through into the long entry hall followed by him and the boy. As I entered the large living room I saw a tall blond man pacing back and forth, dressed in the same black uniform as the other guards. He turned, stopped, stared, and I did the same as I could not believe it. There, standing before me in all of his soldierly glory was Captain Baker who I had met months back as told in the story The Soldiers –supporting the troops –the Dr Mike Way. Jonas bowed and left with the harness boy and I just stood there staring as Captain Baker walked over and hugged me hard. I pulled away and started to pepper him with questions, “What are you doing here? How did,…I don’t understand…I thought……What….” Captain Baker stopped me as he tried kissing me, but I deflected his kiss as I did not want to share Deacon’s cum and did not know how it would affect him. I was surprised how nice it made me feel to see him again. We were still holding each other with Baker kissing my neck and cheeks when a loud voice interrupted us and said, “Well, well, well, guess Puppy found his boy after all.” I turned and coming out of the hall, dressed in the same black uniform, with a cigarette in his mouth and looking as menacing as the last time I saw him – Captain Fontaine. He laughed, shook his head, put his cigarette out in an ashtray on the table as Captain Baker tensed up and seemed ready to fight. Captain Fontaine stepped between us as he pushed Baker back away from me a couple steps and said, “Ol’Fontaine’s thinking these new orders ain’t so bad after all. If I recall, you opened that hole right up for me when I came to your house and made you my own AIDs bitch and left you full of so much southern cum and tore you up, bet you didn’t walk right for days!!” Fontaine continued laughing as he walked away, pulling his black t-shirt off over his head and went to the table and tapped a new cigarette out of the pack. Baker stood back, looking at me with bewilderment, confusion, and hurt not quite understanding what he just heard. Oh hell! I was trying to figure out what to say, how to explain, when Fontaine’s voice interrupted my thoughts, “And were these your idea?” I glanced at Fontaine as he was fingering small rings that now pierced each nipple. “Ol’Puppy’s got em too,” Fontaine said, “I knew this was no regular assignment went they said I had to get my God damn nipples pierced! That’s hardly Army airborne standard.” Fontaine had continued to get undressed as he talked and now stood stark naked except for his boots, holding his lit cigarette up and taking a long, hard drag, while stroking his hardening dick with his left. “So are you just going to stand there or what? I need some ass now!” Fontaine growled, but with an evil smirk on his face. I looked at Baker who now looked truly angry. He glared at Fontaine and opened the door and left the suite, letting the large double doors slam behind him on his way out. I knew he would not get far as the other soldiers would make sure of that. Fontaine walked over to me as I stood looking at the closed door, ready to go after Baker and grabbed my left arm hard, spun me around to face him and looked in my eyes as he exhaled a long stream of smoke into my face. Fontaine’s mammoth dick was now almost fully hard and poking me in the gut as he pulled me closer. “Don’t you worry about Puppy,” Fontaine said. “You and me, we got some catching up to do. I’ve been missing that nice wet ass of yours and really enjoyed how you served me and let me dig up in there when I came to your place and made you my own personal faggot. I loved how you shined my boots, made me some drinks, and most of all faggot – I loved tearing that hole to shreds as I beat the shit out of you faggot and made you my own little AIDs bitch. I know you hurt for days after I planted my DNA virus in that faggot hole of yours. Ol’Fontaine’s got a load that needs milking, and you’re either gonna help me out willing, or not, but either way I plan to dump this seed nice and deep.” I stood thinking as Fontaine put the cigarette in his mouth, his hands flashed out and closed around my throat as he said through clenched teeth, ”TELL ME FAG – YOU WANT SOME REAL SOLDIER DICK?” I looked down at Fontaine’s dripping dick and decided Captain Baker better learn his place now and get over it. He and Fontaine were now my soldiers and part of their mission was to keep my ass happy! Fontaine laughed in horny glee as I smiled back at him, nodded as best I could with his hands around my throat, and tried taking off my clothes. I needed some cum up my ass and I had just man available to give me what I needed. Stay tuned for future stories with Deacon and my soldier guards, Captain Baker and Captain Fontaine, as well as my travels to serve Deacon across the country visiting bookstores, colleges, armed forces bases, and more, as well as a trip home to see Uncle Jack, Lionel, and others. Will I see Dr Mike again?