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I'd been a very careful bisexual guy for my entire adult life, always using protection, making sure guys were clean, the works. And even then, I rarely actually got with guys. But over the last couple years, girls have been getting less and less attractive to me, and guys the opposite, until eventually I just started calling myself gay instead. And I'd been developing something of a cum fetish besides. After a lot of soul searching, I decided to try barebacking, but each time I tried to arrange something, I ended-up chickening out - until yesterday. I recently had come out at work as gay at work after a brief fling with a gay coworker that didn't really go anywhere, and ever since I had, my supervisor had been...eyeing me. As a fairly well built black man a good head taller than me, he was totally my type, and there had been some rumors about him. Well, yesterday, he put to work with him on an assignment, just the two of us, in an area of our work without cameras. I didn't think anything about it at first, but as soon as we were alone, he locked the door to the area, turned around, and kissed me. I was pretty much instantly hard, though nervous as hell. After he broke the kiss, he told me he thought I was a 'fag' from the moment I was hired on, but wasn't sure. He told me if I was a good little fag for him, I'd get all the glowing reviews I'd want, just so long as I kept giving my me little white ass. He also said I didn't have to, and he wouldn't try to get me fired, but..well, he'd looked down at my pants and seen how fucking hard I was and was grinning. Anyway, agreed, though my heart felt like it was about to pop out of my chest. He kissed me again, holding me by my neck, before lowering me down to my knees, and I got to work undoing his pants. His cock was rather nice, not the largest I'd ever had, but as it was between seven and eight inches, and pretty wide around, I'd say it ranks in the top three or four I've encountered. After giving head for awhile, he told me to turn around and take off my pants. I told him I didn't have a condom on me, and he said he'd do it raw. I'd never been harder in my fucking life. I could feel my heartbeat in the veins in my neck and mouth as I managed to make myself agree before dropping my pants. I'd been gagging on his cock for awhile, so it was decently lubed, the best it could be with just spit and phlegm anyway. He plowed my ass like a fucking freight train against the wall for around forty minutes total, with a break in the middle after his first load. Two big loads of my boss's cum in my ass had given me one of the best orgasms of my life. I spent the next six hours of work with his cum slowly leaking out of my hole, and he had me again after work. Of course I can't talk about it on the job, but he liked my ass enough to tell me he's happy to make this a long term thing. Apparently he has two other "boys" he fucks, though not at work, so I'm 'Boy Number Three', apparently, 'Boyfriend Number Three', if I'm lucky, I guess. On the other hand, 'Boy-slut Number Three' also works, especially considering that fucking cock of his. Yeah, this has been kinda long winded and sounds more like a story written for the fiction section than real life, but I'm just naturally kinda verbose, and...well, it happened, and I don't think I'll want to use condoms anymore after this, with my boss or anyone else. I wouldn't quite call it a dream come true, as it's risky as shit regarding my job, but overall I'd say I'm waaaay happier now than I was a couple days ago, and certainly happier than when I spent most of my time trying to date girls.

Last weekend, I had my first visit to the public restroom at a park near my place. The guy next to the stall was a very sweaty runner, and as I have a thing for the combination of piss and sweat, I found sucking his cock to be a major turn on. I blew him for several minutes, thoroughly enjoying myself, when he withdrew from my mouth and gestured for me to turn around. I complied, and lowered my ass for his examination. First, I felt his finger, then his nose, and then his wet tongue going at it, rimming my hole. Without too much delay he knelt, rubbing his cock on my cock while going through his bag to get lube and condom. First he lubed up my hole, and then turned his attention to the condom. Meanwhile I stroked his cock, grinding my ass on the head and gently pushing it against my hole. While he was unwrapping a condom I took hold of his cock and slowly push backed. As my ass was lubed, his cock head entered effortlessly. "Dude!" he exclaimed, but didn't pull out, so I kept pushing back onto him as he moaned "Ah...fuck...." He spread his legs, grabbed hips and thrust all the way in, pushing his shaft forward at a fast speed. Stopping for few seconds, he then pounded hard again. And then stopped again, only to resume a third time, drilling my ass hard. It didn't take long for him to push deep in my ass and unload several big cum shots in my ass. When he pulled out I could actually feel his cum squirt out on the floor. Then he abruptly left, and no, I never saw his face.

This isn't my last load taken, but it was one of my most memorable. While I was fucking around a fair bit, I'm pretty sure this is the night I was pozzed. About three years ago, one evening I was horny and had been drinking/smoking pot, browsing my usual haunts (A4A, Squirt, bbrt). A couple hit me up on bbrt, said they were undetectable. The message was just their phone number and saying how much the two of them wanted to breed me. I'm not usually this brave, but I texted them right away. Wasn't long before they showed up at my basement apartment. One shorter, stockier guy and one taller, more average dude. Don't know their names, don't care. I'll call them Stocky and Tall. Soon as they got inside, I was on my knees fishing out their cocks. Tall had an average cock, cut, about 6". Stocky was about the same length, but HOLY FUCK was he thick. I couldn't get my hand all the way around him. I was already naked; they started stripping while I switched between their cocks, slurping up their precum. They started shoving poppers under my nose, getting me flying, and it wasn't long before they were tag-teaming my hole. I almost always had one cock in my mouth and another in my ass. Tall was amazed that Stocky was able to get his cock deep inside me, but I took it no problem. They were hot take-control type tops. They kept feeding me poppers, repositioning me while I took their cocks. When Tall was getting close to cumming in my hole, he got Stocky to give me a long hit of poppers, then said, "Do you want it?" I was flying so high I just moaned. He pulled out and demanded I say "yes". I begged for it. He shoved back in and shot deep inside after a few more strokes. It squirted out and ran down my balls when he pulled out and I turned around to take Stocky's hot cock. With the poppers and the cum, he slid in easily, pounding me harder than ever for another few minutes before his big load joined Tall's. I don't often cum while being fucked, but they left me feeling very, very satisfied. Got the fuck flu a few weeks later and found out I was poz about six months after. I still jerk off thinking about that night. The pair of them vanished from BBRT after that, which was a little disappointing. I want a repeat!

I was 33 when met Doug. He was the love of my life in every way. He opened my eyes to so many new things sexually that I can’t imagine who I would be today without him. It wasn’t a sudden change, after all, Rome wasn’t built in a day, but eventually I came around. From the start I was on board with an open relationship, but it took almost a year before I was okay with us going bareback, even within the relationship, but the first time the condom came off I was hooked and knew there would never be another condom in my life. Prior to Doug I was a bottom, versatile but leaned more towards bottom. Surprise, surprise. Doug was a total bottom so I filled the role of top nicely. I loved slidding into him raw and pounding away until I blew my load deep inside him. I have a decent sized cock, seven and a half inches long about five inches girth. I get no complaints and Doug likes it. After I was hooked on bareback with Doug I started to wonder what it was like to bareback as the bottom. I had played bottom plenty of times before but only bareback once the second time I had sex and never did it again. While our sex life was great, it was not a daily event, as I would like it to be and often I found myself taking matters into my own hands and beating off. I would generally fantasize about the role that I wasn’t currently playing, that of the bottom. Doug knows I like to bottom and often while we were having sex our talk would get to the subject of him wanting me getting fucked while I am fucking him. Always it ended up being his ex, who I will get to in a minute, and always he cums in me, I made sure of that. This was all before I really knew the ex, Troy. Troy lives in the same neighborhood as us and is always throwing summer pool parties. We didn’t really go for a few years so I was never met him. Then one summer we were stoned and Troy messaged Doug that he had friend over and did we have anything to bring to the party. So we went for a few hours, there were brief introductions and we enjoyed the night, pool-side under the stars. A few years later, we got invited out again, just the two of us, and Troy and his lover. This was the first real time I had to get to know Troy and he seemed like a great guy. Attractive, nice body, great cock, I could see him fucking me. Now I had a real life image to go with the fantasy image Doug and I had cemented in my mind. This was the first time I was seeing Troy naked (his parties are generally clothing prohibited) but he had already cum in me multiple times, he was almost a part of our relationship. I spent the night flirting heavily. The next summer I noticed Troy on the sex apps and struck up a conversation with him. We chatted for a bit but then the conversation died, as they tend to do and it was left at that. It was also because of this app that I discovered for the first time that Troy was poz. Troy was rarely on when I was on so the opportunity didn’t prevent itself to say hello often. This new information somehow did not affect my fantasies. One weekend Doug had been called out of town for work so, having a few friends in the destination city, he took the opportunity to incorporate a small vacation, which left me home alone for a few days. Not that I was complaining. I like my alone time as much as the next guy. I was feeling horny and was checking out the apps when I noticed Troy was online. It was late and I was about to head to bed but would at least like to beat off. I decided to ask Troy to borrow some poppers but put a little sexual twist with it. Me: Hey man, you up? Him: Yeah what’s going on? Me: Do you have any poppers? Him: Yeah I got some real good ones Me: I’ll suck your dick if I can borrow them THERE WAS A LONG PAUSE Him: Don’t you want to get fucked? I was shocked. I had actually been kidding about the blowjob. Honestly, I didn’t expect him to take me up on my offer, and certainly not to suggest that I wanted to get fucked.

It was a typical Saturday afternoon and I was at my usual spot outside of the bookstore. A sleazy, popular joint that attracted all kinds of men and was an easy place to deal. If I thought I was being watched I could just slip inside and get lost for a while, always at least getting my big,11 inch ebony snake sucked, or dumping my load in some hungry manpussy. I didn't even have to pay to enter the maze of booths. The owner was a regular customer and I'd let him worship my monster, so I had unlimited access to the arcade. I was leaning against the side of the building, waiting for one of my regulars to come by when a black Escalade parked across the street, half a block down. I didn't think nothin of it when nobody got out right away. Wasn't unusual for dudes to sit in their cars getting up the nerve to actually go inside. It must have been about 15 minutes before the driver finally got out, and damn if one look at him didn't get my cock stirring in my jeans. Out stepped the sweetest little white boy I had seen in a while! He had to be barely 18 if a day, with strawberry blond hair, and a plump little bubble butt. My eyes followed him as he walked toward the door, nervously looking around before he ducked inside. My hardening dick told me to follow him, and I did. The kid was looking around the store, his hands stuffed into his pockets, obviously new to this whole thing. I could tell he was a rich kid with his Air Jordan's that didn't even have a scuff on them, his Sean John jeans, and his Ralph Lauren shirt. That was no doubt Daddy's Escalade he rolled up in. Hell, he had probably never been to this neighborhood before. But if he was here lookin for what I think he was, he was gonna get more than he bargained for if I had my way. He finally went up to the counter and handed the guy some cash, and showed him his ID. He had to pass by me on the way to the booths and I got a good smell of him. He smelled like soap, teenage boy, and sex. I went up to the counter and got a bottle of poppers and headed back there after my prey. My eyes had to adjust to the dark, but I didn't see my prize anywhere. I wandered the halls for about 5 minutes before I finally saw him exit a booth. He walked past me, giving me a nervous glance that said both, "I don't know what I'm doing", and "I want you." Damn right he wanted me. I was a fine mother fuckin piece of man. 6'2", and at 35, had a rock hard, wirey body, and beautiful ebony skin. The kid went into another booth and started to shut the door. My hand stopped it, and I slid in behind him, shutting the door. He didn't say a word as I gently reached out and stroked his face, but I could feel him tremble. "First time here?" I whispered to him. He just nodded, his blue eyes looking up at me. He wasn't very big, probably 5'9" and slender, but he did possess that plump mound of ass. I placed my hand on it while I said "relax baby boy, Jesse's gonna take real good care of you." I tilted his head back and leaned down, placing my full lips on his. He opened his mouth and I stuck my tongue in him. Mmmmmm....he tasted like candy. My hands rubbed his ass as my mouth took control of him. He just melted into me and I knew I had found my next bitch. I opened up the bottle and held it under his nose. "Breath deep baby boy, this will make you feel good. He inhaled deep like a good boy. I just switched nostrils back and forth a few times while he sucked in the fumes. I sat down on the chair and he sank onto my lap. Grabbing my face he started kissing me passionately while he ground his ass into my lap. I knew I had him hooked. "You like that baby boy?" I asked. "You like how that made you feel?" "Mmmmmmmm yea," he moaned. "Feels good." "I got something else that will make you feel sooooo much better. You wanna try it? You trust me?" "Oh yea," he moaned, licking my neck. Stupid little bitch. He didn't know he just sealed his fate. I pulled a little pipe out of my pocket that I kept preloaded. "You know what this is baby boy?" He just shook his head no. "This is Majic Miss T. She knows how to make you feel real good." I lit my lighter and melted the shards. As soon as the pipe filled up, I took the first hit, blowing the smoke into his mouth. Then I held up the pipe for him. "Breath slow and deep," I told him. Then blow it into my mouth. He did as instructed, so obedient. I just kept feeding him the pipe, until he finished off the bowl in 6, big hits. "Good boy," I told him. "You did that very well." Even in the dim lite I could see his eyes become dark saucers as lust glazed them over. I pulled his shirt over his head, revealing his creamy, alabaster skin, and his little pink nipples. I latched my mouth onto one, sucking it hard, and biting it with my teeth. He squealed and writhed, but I held him firm, then attacked the other one. I could feel his hard dick in his jeans pressing into my stomach, assuring me he was loving the rough treatment. I pulled off his shoes and socks, throwing them in the corner, and unbuttoned his jeans. I pushed him onto the floor and grabbed the legs, pulling them off, leaving him in his Calvin Klein boxer briefs, but not for long. I grabbed the waist band and ripped them off, leaving him naked and vulnerable, just how I like my white boys to be. His dick stood straight up out of his patch of reddish pubes, and he looked at me with crazed lust. "How much time you got baby boy?" I asked. "As much as I want. My parents and my sister are on vacation for two weeks." He panted. "Oh bitch," I thought to myself. You don't know what you just got yourself into.

Liam was 21, had dark tanned skin, curly black hair and a lean, atheletic body. He was masculine and in the closet. Even though he was gay, he still fucked girls to prove himself to his friends, something I found pathetic. Him fucking me was pleasurable, but he always insisted on a condom despite the fact we were both neg. It irritated me: we were both clean, so why wouldn't he dump his load in me? Liam had told me previously that an HIV scare when he was younger turned him away from any unprotected sex, so it was a condom or nothing. I could accept this for a while, but as time went on he started to take me for granted, expecting me to make all the effort to get his plastic-covered dick inside me. But he was hotter than fire and had an amazing physique, so I put up with his bullshit for a year. One night I was desperately horny to top someone, so I invited him over as he had always told me he was vers. But when it came to fuck, he refused to bottom, let alone take my load. "I bottom for masc men only, fag," he told me. I decided that it was time for him to overcome his fear of HIV. I formed a plan. That week I created a Grindr profile on my phone and my tablet. On the tablet I found a picture of the only type he bottomed for: A tall, muscular, masc man. I used that picture to set up the fake profile of a man who I named 'Jim' I used a fake location app to move 'Jim' to Liam's area, and immediately began chatting him up. Soon Liam was begging to bottom for the imaginary 'Jim', but as expected he stated that he only did protected sex. "Don't worry," I explained through the 'Jim' profile. "I'm neg, and I ALWAYS use a condom." I spent days teasing him, leading him on, making him hungry to feel 'Jim's' cock deep in his ass. Then I moved to the next part of the plan. "I want to use u at night in a park." I explained through the 'Jim' profile. "To go there, find u on ur hands and knees with ur ass in the air ready to b fuckd. SAFE only tho!" I smirked. Liam took the bait, agreeing to be fucked, provided Jim wasn't rough because, in Liam's words: "I don't btm much." Now the first stage of my plan was in motion, I moved to the second stage. On the phone I created a fake profile with a picture of Liam. Then I searched my city for any poz man I could find, pretending to be Liam, explaining that I wanted unmedicated poz loads only. I found some poz profiles, and explained using Liam's fake profile: "I have a fantasy. I want to be raped in a park by a poz guy. I'll wait with my ass up in the air, and I want to be held down and have my hole raped with NO LUBE or spit. I want it rough, raw, bloody. I want a poz load in my torn up ass. I want to have any screams, tears or begging to be ignored, I want the real experience. I want me and my ass to be abused and used with no mercy. If I try and move I want to be held down. No safe words, no games. Pure charged poz loads in my ruined hole." I got more responses than I could've hoped for. Soon I set up a time and place, continuing to flirt with Liam using the 'Jim' profile so he would become hornier and more open to suggestion. Then the final part of the plan came about. The night of the event had arrived. I messaged Liam using the 'Jim' profile.. "I was thinking how hot it will b if ur blindfolded when I start fucking u. It will b so hot. I'll take the blindfold off at the end so we cum together " As I expected, Liam was hesitant, but I eventually I convinced him to do it for just the first minute of the fuck. Liam told me his hands were shaking. I told him I was excited to meet him and have some safe fun. Liam arrived at the huge park and walked to the very back where he would be furthest from the road... and anyone helping him. He got on his hands and knees like I had ordered him earlier, and he pulled his pants down to his knees, exposing his ass to the night air. He pulled out a piece of fabric and bound it over his eyes. He waited. Around the corner were 9 highly-charged, poz men who had arrived earlier in anticipation. I'd told them through my fake Liam profile to look out for other poz men who might want in on the action, and they'd noticed each other and gathered as a group to give a young, toned masc jock the gift he had been begging for for weeks. As per my request, they had phones ready to film every painful, dirty detail. Liam messaged 'Jim' that he was ready and putting his blindfold on. He reminded me "Safe Sex Only", and promised he'd leave if I tried anything. I relayed the first part of the message to the waiting men, and like wolves they silently approached the naive young man, unknowing that they were all being used to rape an innocent, unsuspecting neg boy. As the rape began, I blocked Liam on 'Jim's' profile and then deleted it. The next day I asked the men to send me their videos and pics of the night. They all mentioned how hot it was that Liam struggled and cried so much, thinking it was mainly an a roleplay act. The videos showed Liam being set upon by the group and held straight down on the dirt by the men as one by one they shoved raw, dry poz dicks in his tight, hairy hole. He had screamed. He had begged. His hole tore and bled. Toxic loads became the lube of each successive stranger until they had all fucked him more than twice and cum leaked out of his red orifice and dribbled down his bruised flesh onto the ground. After a while, Liam had stopped struggling and instead lay on the dirt crying, poz loads swirling around inside his bloodied, torn guts. Each man dressed and walked off from the crime scene. I saved the videos on my computer and still watch them regularly. The image of Liam being raped again and again for more than an hour makes me instantly hard to this day. I deleted all the Grindr profiles I had used in the crime and went back to my own personal profile where I had favourited Liam and where we usually arranged hookups. His profile was offline for more than 3 days before he finally came back online. I waited another few days so it wasn't suspicious then messaged him. "I'm so horny, I've missed you, sexy!" "Hey... I dont kno." He replied. "Im... not sure I can do sex anymore." He paused for a long time before adding "I want to see u. Im going through a lot right now and Im an emotional wreck. I dropped out of uni bcuz some shit happened that im still getting over. You're a really nice guy [NAME REDACTED]. Plz see me tonight?" I smiled. "I'm kinda busy. Next week?" "OK, I'd like that." Liam replied. "Thanks for messaging me. I rly need someone to talk to." A week later I asked if he wanted to see me. "Im not feeling well today." He responded after a delay. "I think Im coming down with the Flu."

Been a long wait for this one, my apologies... **************************************************** I stared at the screen for a moment thinking about it. All the years of hearing Doug sexualize Troy and my head was spinning with lust and fear. Realizing I was taking to long to respond I typed quickly, “On my way.” I grabbed my keys and in less than five minutes I was pulling into his driveway. I hit my pipe a few times before I left, knowing it would only help and left it in the car. Troy doesn't do that. I walked right in and found porn playing on the TV in the den with a bottle of poppers right beside it. I grabbed the bottle and sampled, very nice. The porn was planting something, I recognized it from my own collection. Both buzzes hit me at once, also the same moment he came from the bedroom with an open robe. That big cock swinging between his legs, smile on his face. He brushed it in front of my face and he walked past. My position on the couch and proximity to the coffee table left little room for him to get passed. He reclined beside me on the couch, exposed on on display. I hit the bottle a few times and settled in to enjoy my meal. No cock ever tasted better. A beautiful piece of seven inch thick cock slide slowly into my mouth. I had had plenty of time to salivate to accommodate this beauty. I sucked hard and deep as long as I could but eventually I had to resurface. Perfect opportunity to hit the poppers before returning to my duty. I sucked the head briefly before jerking him slowly so I could lick and suck on his balls. I sucked him after that for as long as he let me, but not long enough. I had thought that maybe I could get him off with a blowjob and that would be fine. But it seemed only a short time later when he pulled me off of that delicious tool and turned me around on my knees. I grabbed the bottle and let me eyes roll back in my head as he sank his tongue in my ass. Pure heaven and I kept the bottle right there because I knew what would inevitable happen. And it did, first a finger then a thumb. He finally pulled back and sat on the couch and struggled with something, I looked back. He was putting a condom on. I was relieved as he came back rubbing lube on me and his cock and slowly sank into me. Thank god for poppers. It hurt at first but was bearable, eventually he settled into a rhythm and kept plowing away. Definitely worth the poppers. He pulled out and laid back on the couch. I took my cue to mount and reposition and lowering myself on his still sheathed cock. After several failed attempts at comfortable entry I hit the poppers again and lowered myself onto him just as he removed the condom. Instantly I felt the difference and told him so as I started milking his cock. I rode him for ten minutes before he got his strength back and flipped me over onto my back and sank quickly into a position that allowed for a steady rhythm and deep penetration. His breathing quicked and I head those words I dreaded, “I'm gonna cum soon.” My head was swimming with everything and the ecstasy. “Do you want me to pull out?” I quickly nodded and closed my eyes as I was close to unload myself. He pulled out of me and pushed my legs higher, taking his cock and beating it. It wasn't long before he was firing shot after shot of cum at me freshly plowed hole. I could feel in splashing on my ass and felt at least one spray find and coat my hole. He wiped the cum from his cock on my ass and kept my legs elevated while he used his fingers to pool the remaining cum on my hole while I strained to keep it closed. With the remaining cum pooled where he wanted it he circled my pucker with his finger. I watched him intently as he looked at me and said, “I pulled out.” After he spoke he slowly pushed his finger into my hole bring his load with it. It was at that moment I lost control of myself and started announcing my own climax. As cum started erupting from my hard-as-it-has-ever-been cock, he rocked me back and in one motion his finger was replaced by his cock forcing the rest of his load deep into my sore ass. He stroked viciously while I came all over myself. Finally after it subsided he pulled out of me and went to take a shower. I put my clothes back on quickly and left, returning home still dazed with everything but feeling completely satisfied.

There are a lot of guys who plan their conversions and others who never know it’s happening, but I was part of that middle group who hadn't really planned it but let themselves get carried away in the heat of the moment. Like most guys I started out practicing safe sex almost exclusively, except for those rare occasions where I knew the top well, and knew he was neg. After all, who wants to get sick, right? But as time went on I found safe sex less and less satisfying, and began to bareback more, although always with guys who were disease-free. Then I discovered the old bug share site and found that the idea of getting pozzed turned me on. I had no real interest in the reality of it, but the fantasy of being pozzed led to many a hot jack off session. I also found the thought of being pozzed made those occasions where I took raw cock even more intense. I wasn't a bug chaser by any means, but my lustful desires were beginning to drive riskier behaviors. One night I was online at BBRT looking for some action and spied an advertisement that looked to be very close to me. When I clicked on the guy's photos my cock went instantly to full-hard as this stud was the man of my dreams. Well built, without being a gym rat, handsome as heck, and seriously hung. Possessed by lust, I never really looked beyond his pictures in his profile before I hit him up, and and as it turned-out he had just moved into my apartment building so he was literally next door. We agreed to meet and I logged off, grabbed a quick shower, cleaned myself out, got dressed and headed over to his place. When he opened the door it was clear this pictures didn't do him justice. My cock, which was already hard and leaking precum, got even harder. He invited me in and within minutes we were making out hot and heavy on his couch, hand groping each other’s cock. He then stood-up, and invited me to the bedroom where, upon arriving, he slowly undressed me, driving me wild with his touches and kisses. "God, your hot" he told me as he licked the precum from my cock. Suddenly he paused and asked "Dude, you know I'm poz right?" My heart stopped. I certainly had not noticed that little detail, didn't and I really didn't want to get pozzed, but a part of me got even more turned on when he said it. It was weird. I knew I didn't really want the bug but a part of me did, and suddenly that part had an opening. "No man, I didn't" I said "and I'm neg. Kinda like to stay that way, you know?" "It’s cool" he said "Normally I make sure guys know I'm poz before they show up, but you were so close and it all happened so fast." "We can still have some fun though if you want" he said "Yeah, man I'd love to, just so long as you know I won't be sucking you or fucking tonight." "No problem" he said, adding "there are lots of ways to play." As I was already nude he stood up and invited me to undress him, which I did slowly, trying to build the same excitement in him he had in me. When opened his pants I discovered an obscenely huge bulge in his briefs with a perfect thick cock head that was leaking precum sticking above the elastic waistband. It was the cock of my dreams and I wasted no time completely removing his shorts, and working his balls and shaft with my tongue, oh so careful to stay away from the poisonous tip. Soon we were on the bed, I was on my back and he had my cock deep in his mouth, giving me the blow job of a life time. I was moaned and squirmed, what few inhibitions I had were being overcome by raw lust. So, when he crouched over my body in a '69' position, his perfect cock dangling over my face, I wanted to taste it sooooo bad. As he worked my cock I worked his shaft and balls, but not surprisingly our mutual movements frequently brought the tip over my mouth, giving me a taste of his poison necter. God, it tasted good. And the fact it was leaking poz juices only turned me on more. I soon lost control and begin deep-throating him with a passion I'd never before possessed. His automatic and natural response to my sucking was to begin fucking my face, pushing his rod deep in my throat. As he sucked me his fingers probed towards my hole and began to massage it causing me to emit low groans of pleasure. Sensing he'd found something, he asked me if I liked being rimmed. "FUCK YEAH!!" was my immediate response and he quickly rolled me over onto my stomach and lifted my ass into the air. His tongue found my pussy fuck-hole and began working it, causing me to moan and squirm even more. God, I wanted his cock sooo bad, but I knew it was a decision I'd regret. Then his tongue was joined by fingers and he began opening my boy pussy up spreading it wide. The sensations were indescribable and I'd never wanted to be fucked so bad in my life. "God you have such a tight perfect ass" he moaned "I'd love to feel it wrapped around my cock." "Me too" I told him. "How about I just push in once get the feel and pull out?" I swear my body shook and a chill came over me. I wanted his cock more than I'd wanted anything in my life, especially since it was poz and although my last bit of rational thinking fought against the invitation, I found myself thinking I wouldn't get pozzed from 'one penetration'. "In and out once nice and easy right?" I asked. "Yeah man" he said "nothing you don't want." I felt his cock head rub my now opened and dripping boy cunt and I whimpered slightly. He started pushing in and as his 9" long shaft worked its thick head inside me constant whimpers escaped my throat. My body shaking as I contemplated that this was a real poz cock sinking its way inside me. He sunk it deep and worked it around a bit not fucking me but not pulling out either. "Mmmmm you're hot" he moaned in my ear "you like that in there?" "Ohhh God FUCK YES!" I moaned rocking my ass on his shaft a bit. "You want me to fuck you don't you?" he asked, grunting "You want me to shoot that hot load deep inside you?" Every fiber of my being wanted to reply with a firm 'No' but, lust had taken over. All of my poz fantasies were coming true and reality no longer mattered. "Yes please fuck me" I whispered, hoping he wouldn't hear me. "What was that, boy?" he asked, as his cock slid about half way out then back in deep against my prostrate. "YES, FUCK ME" I cried out and he unleashed his monster cock on my neg ass. Holding me tight he began fucking deeply and I knew his brutal thrusts were doing more than stretching my hole. They were tearing me open creating a path for the bug into my system. There was going to be no escaping it. I lost myself in the lust of it all begging him to fuck me fully yielding my body and my being to him. He was atop me having mounted me so he could fuck his shaft in deeper and harder and he began to whisper in my ear. "You want that poz load don't you boy? Want that neg hole of yours converted don't you?" Totally lost in the moment I responded "Yeah man give it to me poz my fucking hole - ohh fuck ohh fuck." I sensed his rhythm change his cock swelling even more inside me. "Here it comes, man" he moaned in my ear. "POZ ME man GIVE IT TO ME" I cried out as he exploded inside me, filling my hole with his poz cum. The excitement resulted in a no-hands explosion, in what was arguably the strongest orgasm of my life. After we were both spent. I lay there, his cock inside my ass, as I contemplated what I'd just done. I was thinking about dashing off to the bathroom in the vain hope of washing his poison cum from my hole, but he showed me his thick cock tinged with my blood and I knew it was useless, so instead of retreating, I wallowed in his arms. Before long his cock stiffened again and found its way back to my hole. As he fucked another load into my hole, I remember feeling dirty and ashamed I had allowed him to make me into a poz cum dump, but at the same time I loved every minute of the experience. Sure enough it took and a month or so later I came down with the fuck flu. I was another notch on his belt but more to my interest, under his tutelage I became a full blown cum dump pussy boy taking all comers.

I often wonder how many us had our first sexual experience with a family member. For me it was with one of my uncles who is less than 5 years older than me. When there were lots of family at my grandparents' house we would share a roll-away bed in the basement. I guess I was about 7 or 8 when he was beginning puberty. At first it he would show me his dick and have me stroke him and sometimes lick the head. Eventually he had me suck him or else he would have me lay on my stomach while he cherry humped me with his dick between my butt cheeks. When I was in 5th grade he started to finger fuck me with a spit lubed finger until I started to loosen up. After awhile he stopped to sneak upstairs and brought back the Vaseline which he used to grease up his cock. He had me on my stomach telling me not to say anything as he eased it into my tight virgin ass. It hurt like hell, but wanting to make him happy I kept quiet until he eventually got it in. He moved slowly at first, but then started to move faster as I got used to it. It surprised me that I even started liking it. It did not take long before he came inside me. Afterwards we put our underwear back on and went to sleep. We fucked once or twice more after that time, and then he started seeing a girl and we never played around again.

This isn't mine I've just altered it slightly to make it conform to breeding zones rules THE BUILDER - by pedro976 - This story is a work of fiction. If you are under 18 or material of this nature is illegal in your present area. By continuing, you are confirming that it is legal for you to view the material in this story. In addition, you are agreeing that the author, editor, and this site will not be held responsible for any consequences of you viewing or downloading the story. - - - - 1 - - - - Barbara Hastings walked down her hallway to the foot of the staircase drew, in one almighty breath and bellowed: "Thomas Hastings! If you do not drag yourself out of that pit of a bed now then you will wish you had not been born!" She was fairly certain that her neighbour's four doors down would have heard her shouting but she could not care less. She had a flight to catch and she was running perilously late. No response. She sucked in another lung full of air ready to bellow again but suddenly her eighteen year old son appeared at the top of the staircase. He was quite tall for his age. His skill as a runner and regular attendance at the local athletics club had given him a thin toned build. He was wearing just his pyjama bottoms exposing his smooth hairless chest. His blonde hair was tussled from where he had been sleeping and he blearily rubbed his eyes. He was a strikingly good looking boy. He took after his father on that front thought Barbara Hastings as she looked up at him. Shame that shit bag of a man had left them four years ago for that slut of a personal assistant. "What is it Mum?" He mumbled "its 7am and the school holidays! Why are you shouting up..." "Tom. For crying out loud" cut in Barbara Hastings "You clearly do not listen to a word I say. I am leaving now to catch my flight to The Hague. The builder starts today on the kitchen and you need to be up and dressed by 8am to let him in. Do not leave him on the doorstep waiting because you are in bed asleep, do you hear me?" It suddenly all came flooding back to Tom. His Mum had to travel for work and was going to be gone for four days. He had persuaded her that he was mature enough not to need any form of baby sitter and in any event she had arranged for the kitchen to be refitted whilst she was away. He had used the presence of a builder to argue that he would not be alone in any event. She had eventually agreed but on the condition he let the builder in each morning at 8am and stayed at home to make sure nothing went wrong. That suited Tom down to the ground. He wanted to crash out playing computer games and watching movies and was looking forward to four days without chores or nagging because if there was one thing Barbara Hastings excelled at, it was nagging. "Yeah I hear you" he answered. His mother was about to say more, clearly unsatisfied with his dismissive tone, but he was saved by the horn of the taxi that had arrived to take her to the airport. "That is the taxi, I am off, see you in four days" With that she grabbed her suitcase and rushed out the door. The slam echoed around the house for a moment before all was quite once more. Tom took a deep breath, yawned, stretched and then went straight back to bed. - - - - 2 - - - - Whoever was banging, Tom wished they would stop. He rolled over to the other side of his double bed and pulled the pillow over his head. The banging continued. What on earth were they doing he thought. "Shit!" he suddenly muttered. It must be the builder banging the front door. He scrambled out of bed and saw that the time was just after 8am. He could imagine his mother's face if she knew that he had fallen back asleep. It was not a nice image. "Shit, shit, shit!" he cried as he charged out of his bedroom and down the stairs. He got to the front door and without thinking he threw it open. What he saw in front of him made him gasp in surprise. Stood on the door step was the man who was clearly there to refit the kitchen. Tom could tell because there was a bag of tools in his hand and a builders van parked on the drive. What made him gasp was the size of the guy. He was huge. He towered over Tom and must have been at least 6'7" if not taller. He had a shaved head, piercing blue eyes and a firm square jaw line. His head rested on a massively veined neck that lead to the widest shoulders Tom had ever seen. His huge pectoral muscles were straining to rip through the material of his red t-shirt and his biceps twitched with power. Tom couldn't help notice that his tight jeans barely held a great bulge at the front, framed by calf muscles bigger than Tom's entire torso. Tom was so shocked he couldn't speak. His mouth just hung open. The giant man in front of him raised an eyebrow and asked in a thick Eastern European accent "You have kitchen done?" "Um, kitchen, um yeah?" Tom stuttered in reply, desperately trying to catch his wits whilst being suddenly conscious of the fact that he was still just wearing pyjama bottoms and nothing else. He involuntarily folded his arms for security. "I come in?" the man asked when Tom made no effort to move. "Um yeah, sure" Tom stepped out the way and the man walked in. Tom could feel the power radiating from his body as he went past him. There was something frightening yet magnetic about him. Like when you saw one of nature's giants, a lion or a polar bear up close. Tom led the man down the hallway. "Ok then, here is the kitchen. My Mum has moved everything out so you should be good to go" offered Tom. "Mmm" the man grunted. He suddenly turned to Tom and held out a hand the size of a shovel. "I Krzysztof" he introduced himself. "Oh yeah, right" mumbled Tom, embarrassed at his lack of manners. "I am Tom" and he took the big man's hand. His grip was like a vice and Tom winced as they shook. Krzysztof grunted in acknowledgement, turned, and put his tool bag down. He looked back at Tom who was stood frozen to the spot and fixed him with his piercing blue eyes. Tom felt himself wilting under his gaze and wished that he had stopped to put a t-shirt on. He must look so puny to this guy. After a second of awkward silence Tom decided it was time to leg it. "I will be upstairs... um... yeah" he mumbled and bolted out the kitchen and back up to his bedroom as quickly as his legs would carry him. He shut his door behind him and dived under his covers. He felt his cheeks burning with embarrassment. What the hell was wrong with him he thought? He had opened the door without a t-shirt on for God's sake. That was all. Why was he so worried about it? He couldn't put his finger on the answer. There was something magnetic about Krzysztof that meant you couldn't help but marvel at his powerful physique. Tom also realised that it had something to do with the way he had been feeling lately. He was no stranger to sex. Well on the internet anyway. He had a laptop and Ipad and his mother was singularly uninterested in monitoring what he did on them. Like most boys his age he was a masturbation fanatic. He jacked off whenever he had a spare moment. The internet was awash with free porn and he trawled the sites looking for new stuff to get off to. He had never had cause to question his sexuality until a few months ago. Bored of the same old videos he had strayed into the gay section on one of the websites. He had been drawn to videos involving what were called "twinks", young guys in their teens. He had watched a video set in a locker room where two athletic guys had sucked each other off then one of them had fucked the other. Tom had to admit that it was hot and he had imagined himself fucking another guy in the locker room after athletic practice. He reasoned that if he jacked off to straight porn where the girl was fucked up the arse then there was no difference to imagining fucking a guy in the same way. He had never found himself fantasising about guys who looked like Krzysztof though. Guys like that were not twinks but real hard, strong men who could break you in two as soon as look at you. Was he embarrassed by Krzysztof because he fancied him? No that couldn't be it he told himself. It really couldn't. Downstairs he could hear the sound of Krzysztof getting started on taking out the old kitchen fittings. He couldn't help but let his mind wander back to thinking about how massive his biceps were. The old fittings stood no chance against his strength. What would it be like to touch those huge solid muscles he wondered? "Fucking hell" he muttered under his breath breaking the spell of his day dream. He was determined not to think about this anymore. Grabbing a towel he went and showered, doing everything he could not to conjure up images of the huge hunk downstairs. Having got dried off and dressed into his usual t-shirt and jeans Tom was about to head down to get a drink and something to eat from the makeshift kitchen his Mother had set up in the utility room. She had put in a mini-fridge and microwave in there so that he could survive for the days that the work was being done. He hesitated though as he reached the top of the staircase. Going to the utility room meant passing Krzysztof and he really didn't want to. From what he could hear the muscle man was well into ripping out the old kitchen. Maybe he would be too busy to notice him go by thought Tom and with that thought offering him some courage he headed down stairs. At the end of the hallway he stopped and carefully peeked around the door frame at the entrance to the kitchen. He really wished he hadn't. Ripping out the kitchen was obviously hard work because Krzysztof had taken off his t-shirt. His body was absolutely packed with pumped up muscle. Tom could see his two large pert nipples erect on top of his giant pecs. Every inch of the guy was covered in powerful gym pumped muscle. Tom also noticed the mass of tattoos running down the builder's arms. He was too scared to look for long enough to make out what the pictures were. Instead he took a deep breath and darted past to the utility room. Grabbing enough snacks to see him through the day he darted back the way he came and up to his room. He shut the door and breathed a sigh of relief. He was determined not to go back downstairs until Krzysztof had gone home for the day. He passed the time playing his Xbox and hitting himself in the head every time his mind began to wander back to thinking about the builder. Soon enough 6pm arrived and he heard Krzysztof shouting up from the bottom of the stairs. "I go for day now" he called. Tom slightly opened his door and shouted back. "Ok, bye" He heard the front door open and then shut. Breathing a sigh of relief he waited until he heard Krzysztof's van pull away from the drive and went downstairs. The kitchen had been totally ripped out. Tom would not have been surprised if Krzysztof had done it with his bare hands. He smacked himself in the head again. "Stop thinking about him" he muttered out loud. - - - - 3 - - - - "You slag!" shouted one woman at the other. Tom was eating his microwave dinner whilst watching the soap Eastenders. He had no idea what was going on but these two women were going hammer and tongs at each other in their local pub. It was quite good. Suddenly the house phone began to ring. He put his dinner down and paused the telly. He wanted to see the rest of this cat fight. He picked up the phone from the table in the hallway. "Hello" "Tom, it Krzysztof" Jesus thought Tom, what did he want? He had pretty much succeeded in getting all thoughts of the man out of his confused mind and now here he was on the phone. "I left bag in kitchen. Can I come now to get it?" "Um..." Tom couldn't think of a reason to say no so he agreed. "Sure. Just knock the front door. I am at home." "Ok, be there soon" Krzysztof replied. Tom put the phone down. Jesus Christ he thought. He walked back into the front room. His dinner and the catfight on Eastenders no longer had any pleasure in them and he slumped down on the sofa. What the fuck was wrong with him? He needed to get a grip. - - - - 4 - - - - Even though he was expecting it the knock at the door made Tom jump. He walked out into the hallway. It was definitely Krzysztof. There was no mistaking his massive shadow through the frosted glass panelling of the door panels. Tom took a deep breath and opened it. "Tom" smiled Krzysztof "Ok for me to get bag?" "Sure" replied Tom standing to one side. Krzysztof walked in. The evening was a bit chilly and he was wearing a zip up hoody with a white vest underneath. Tom could just make out the central line of his chest separating those huge pectoral muscles before it disappeared behind the white cotton material of the vest. Krzysztof went into the kitchen and came back with his bag. "Can I use toilet?" he asked. "Yep it is just upstairs on the left" offered Tom and tried his best not to watch Krzysztof's muscular arse and legs as he climbed the stairs. Not quite sure whether he should wait holding the front door Tom decided to shut it and instead hovered at the bottom of the stairs. After a while of not being able to hear very much he decided that perhaps he should make sure Krzysztof was ok, and thinking of what his mother would say make sure that he wasn't stealing anything. Reluctantly he went upstairs. As he reached the top he could see that the bathroom door was ajar. He hesitated but found the courage and walked up to it. He tentatively pushed it open. "Krzysztof are you ok..." He stopped mid sentence and stood shocked. Not sure what to do. Krzysztof had taken off his zip up hoody and was now just wearing his tight white vest top. He was leant over at the side of the sink snorting a line of white powder from the top of the cistern lid. He looked up at Tom. "Me ok, left my bag with my stuff and need it for weekend" He seemed completely unfazed by the fact that Tom had caught him clearly doing cocaine in his bathroom. His Mum would have been screaming the house down and dialling 999 even as Tom just stood there, too dumbfounded to speak. Krzysztof must have taken his shock for something else because he said "You try" and he held out the rolled up twenty pound note he had used to snort the line to Tom. Tom didn't know what to do. His first reaction was to tell Krzysztof to leave but he was completely out of his depth. Then he felt a sudden compulsion to agree to Krzysztof's offer. But what was he thinking? He had only ever smoked a cigarette for fucks sake and now he was considering taking a class A drug. "I have never... um..." stuttered Tom, unable to resolve the conflict in his mind. "You do little" suggested Krzysztof and again offered the note. Fuck it resolved Tom. What could happen? People did it all the time. His Mother was away for the next four days and he surely would have recovered from a single snort by then. He took a deep breath. He walked over to Krzysztof and took the note. There was a small line of the powder left and without allowing any time to talk himself out of his reckless agreement Tom lent down and snorted it. He straightened up and looked at Krzysztof who smiled at him. "You will be ok" said Krzysztof "it just little bit" and he laughed. Tom laughed as well. He wasn't instantly struck down dead and he felt the thrill of having done something incredibly mischievous. A few moments later that thrill was replaced with a feeling that Tom had never felt before. It was like the feeling you had at Christmas when you were a kid. Uncontained joy and excitement. Krzysztof laughed seeing the smile plastered on Tom's face. "It working yes?" "Yeah, I think so" replied Tom "Hey let's put on music" and with that he bounded into his bedroom to find his ipod. Putting it on shuffle he turned it up and felt the urge to dance. This was great. Krzysztof followed him into the room and sat down on the bed. Tom didn't know how long for but they chatted and chose tracks to play and Tom danced in front of Krzysztof. In his euphoric state he didn't notice the way Krzysztof looked at him. A passionate animalistic look of lust. The drug had put Tom completely at ease with this giant of a man. "You want more?" asked Krzysztof suddenly. Tom was too far gone now to give any answer other than yes. "Sure he said" and watched as Krzysztof took out a small bag of the white powder and racked it up in lines on Tom's desk. Krzysztof lent down and snorted two of the lines in quick succession. Tom took the note that he was offered. There were two lines left, much larger than the one he had done in the bathroom. He lent down and snorted one. "And other" prompted Krzysztof. Tom did as he was bid and snorted the second line as well. He felt the wave of the high hit him almost at once and he stood up and titled his head back as it washed over him. He suddenly felt the powerful presence of Krzysztof behind him and as he turned his head to see what had brought the massive builder so close to him he felt Krzysztof's arms encircle his waist and a hand go to his cock. "What... what are you doing?" he stuttered, still caught on the wave of the high. "Mmmmm little baby" was all Krzysztof offered by way of reply and he squeezed Tom's cock through the material of his jeans. It responded at once and was achingly hard within seconds. Tom was powerless in the grip of this huge stud. He was horny as hell though. The high had made him crazy to get off and he felt himself pushing back against the muscle hunk. "Yeah, baby wants me" growled Krzysztof and he let Tom go for the few seconds it took to pull of his vest, exposing his massive physique. Tom tried to turn but Krzysztof grabbed him too quickly and pulled him against him so that they were both facing once more to the front by the desk. Tom could feel Krzysztof's massive pecs pulsating and lent backwards against them as Krzysztof undid his jeans button and pulled both his jeans and boxers down to his knees. Tom was powerless as the effects of the two lines really started to kick in. His exposed teenage cock twitched in the air and his tight little bubble butt was exposed to the builder who held him tightly. Although he couldn't see behind him Tom could not mistake the sound of the zip on Krzysztof's jeans being lowered nor the touch of the man's massive cock head at the entrance to his tight butt hole. In a sudden moment of clarity he realised Krzysztof was going to fuck him. "Wait, Krzysztof, I..." he began but the hunk clamped a hand over his mouth and stopped his protests dead. "Shhh baby" he growled sexily in Tom's ear. Tom felt Krzysztof let go of him and realised he was reaching into his own jeans pocket to get something. Tom breathed deeply, trying to focus, the drug had him overwhelmed and before he could think with any clarity Krzysztof's arms encircled him again and he saw that Krzysztof was holding a small bottle of liquid. "Poppers baby" offered Krzysztof by way of explanation. Tom had no idea what that meant. Krzysztof undid the bottle top and held the bottle to Tom's nose. Tom caught the strong smell and guessed he had to sniff it. He inhaled deeply once and then again. Krzysztof took the bottle and Tom heard him sniff deeply himself. The effect hit him like a freight train. The wave of pleasure washed over him and there were stars in front of his eyes. His cock twitched uncontrollably. "Fuck" he moaned at the effect of the high. "I fuck" growled Krzysztof loudly who was clearly being driven wild by his own poppers rush. The huge muscular man put his hands on Tom's hips and suddenly he drove his monster cock straight into the boy's virgin hole. "ARRRRRRRRRRGH" cried Tom as the pain overcame the cocaine and even the poppers. Krzysztof bear hugged Tom against him as his pushed his cock in right up till the hilt. Tom was shaking uncontrollably in his vice like grip. Krzysztof still had the poppers in his hand and so he undid the lid and held the bottle to his boy's nose. Tom sniffed deeply, wanting anything to overcome the throbbing pain from his arse. Krzysztof lent down and sniffed at the bottle at the same time, the two of them inhaling the high.Krzysztof put the lid on the bottle and put it on the desk. He moved his hands down to Tom's hips and slowly withdrew his cock until only the tip was still inside the young virgin. Then he ploughed it back into the tight hole his huge thighs smacking against Tom's plump arse cheeks. Tom yelled out again but this time there was a cry of pleasure mixed with the exclamation of pain. He was so high all he could think was that he wanted this hunk to destroy his hole. His own cock was solid and leaking precum from the tip. "God Krzysztof" he moaned "fucking do me" The bull of a man needed no more bidding and he began to piston in and out of Tom who gripped the edge of his desk. Krzysztof's strokes were so hard and powerful that the boy was lifted from the floor. Suspended in mid air and held in place between the desk and the iron grip of his muscular builder Tom was nailed. In and in drove Krzysztof, wild on the combined high of coke and poppers. His cock was thick with veins and his bollocks heavy with spunk as he fucking nailed his little baby. "Fuck yeah" he growled "You fucking bitch" His insults, delivered in his thick accent turned Tom on even more. His eyes rolled into the back of his head as he felt a pain and pleasure never experienced before. He could only moan and grunt like the whores he normally dreamt about fucking in the straight porn he watched. The noises from Tom drove Krzysztof on even more. Krzysztof suddenly pulled out of Tom's boy cunt, lifted him up and threw him over onto the bed. Tom lay there panting for breath. He felt down to his arse and could feel his hole gaping at the ramming he had just been given. He looked up at Krzysztof. The man stepped out of his jeans and stood there fully naked. His muscular body was glistening with the sweat of exertion, the beads running down his chest and tattooed arms. His cock was huge and pulsating. Involuntary spasms causing the shaft to quiver every few moments. "You like bitch?" he growled. Fuck thought Tom, this man was a God. His inhibitions were completely gone. "Yeah I like" he panted. "Call me Daddy" Krzysztof grunted. "I like Daddy, I like..." replied Tom feeling his cock throb. "You want Daddy to fuck you?" asked Krzysztof The reality of the massive cock tearing him open again caused Tom to hesitate. "Yes Daddy, but can I have a break..." he pleaded. "No break for little bitch" ordered Krzysztof and he reached out to the desk and picked up the bottle of poppers. He undid the lid and sniffed very deeply. Twice to each nostril. Returning the bottle to the table he stood looking down at Tom. Tom saw the poppers take hold of the stud and he saw the massive cock begin to twitch uncontrollably. Then with a grunt Krzysztof strode forward and grabbed Tom by the ankle, pulling him to him and flipping him onto his front. Two massive tree trunk arms planted down either side of Tom's head as the hunk lowered his massive body onto the boy crushing him. His huge meaty cock, aching with unleashed spunk found its hole and once more drove in deep. "FUUUUUUUUUCK" cried Tom but he was going nowhere. Krzysztof was making animal grunts and moans as he fucked the lad without mercy. If Tom had been nailed moments before this was something else. Drugs drove the massive animal on, adding to his power and stamina. For what seemed like an eternity Tom lay moaning and begging for his Daddy to fuck him as Krzysztof never let up. The only pause was when the builder flipped him onto his front so that his legs now rested on the massive shoulders and bent back down onto him exposing his hole to the air and then the builder began fucking him hard again. The sweat from Krzysztof dripped from his huge pecs and landed on Toms face and in his mouth. The drugged up boy swallowed it down, happy to taste his Daddies manly perspiration. The fucking went on, never letting up until Krzysztof changed pace and began to withdraw his cock all the way then plunge it as hard as he could into Tom. Each slow fuck was twice as powerful as the frantic pumping that had gone before and the whole bed shook as the builder's mighty tool speared Tom right into the gut. Krzysztof let out a huge grunt as he crushed his massive rock solid cock into Tom's tight hole. Tom was completely overcome by the feelings convulsing throughout his entire body. He moaned loudly each time Krzysztof drove into him, staring up into the hunks deep blue passionate eyes, begging him to fuck his hole. "Fuck me Daddy" he moaned over and over as Krzysztof did just that. Krzysztof's huge thrusts slowed momentarily as he lent back and reached for the poppers sat on the desk behind him. Picking up the bottle he undid the lid and lent in close to Tom, his massive shoulders forcing Tom's legs back behind his head so that Krzysztof's face was against his. "Sniff baby" he ordered and held the bottle to Tom's nose. Tom did as he was told and at the same time Krzysztof sniffed them as well. The two of them breathing in the strong odour of the drug and feeling it take hold of them. Krzysztof put the poppers to one side and lent back down to Tom. He began to passionately kiss the young boy, his tongue forcing its way deep into Tom's mouth. The muscle hunk's big full lips completely covered Tom's and completely owned him. Tom closed his eyes as his Daddy desperately and frantically snogged him. The poppers were doing their job and Tom felt their hot flush on his cheeks. At the same time he felt Krzysztof swell even bigger inside him. The stud pulled away and adjusted his position to ensure he could penetrate his young boy's cunt to maximum depth. He placed one huge hand over Tom's mouth and the other around his neck. He was going to cum inside this kid but the drugs in his system meant he was going to have to drill him without mercy. He wasn't going to let Tom even try to ask him to stop. This was about him now and no one else. He began by driving into Tom as deeply and forcefully as he could. He felt the boy buckle and shake at the violation and saw his eyes go wide with a mixture of pleasure and pain. "FUCK" Krzysztof growled. He pulled his massive meat almost completely out the tight hole and let the quivering of his cock massage the boys rim for a moment. Then he smashed it into the little cunt again, and then again and then again. He tightened his grip on Tom's mouth and throat and started to pick up pace. The ipod had run out of music to play and the only sound that filled the room was Krzysztof's massive muscular thighs banging against Tom's bubble butt, the huge roars of Krzysztof as he delivered each thrust and the muffled moans of Tom as he took the massive cock right up his tight hole. Faster and harder the muscular God went. He felt a huge load of cum building at the base of his shaft and he shouted out as he drove into Tom harder and harder, desperate to unleash his seed into his boy. He looked down at Tom who was staring wildly up at him, his eyes watering from being mercilessly ripped in two. Krzysztof gritted his teeth and the massive muscles on his arms bulged taut over thick pumped up veins. He drove Tom down into the bed causing it to creak and the headboard to bang against the wall in time with his massive thrusts. Then with one massive surge his cum was unleashed. It flowed up his massive stiff shaft and exploded out the huge round cock head coating the inside of Tom's arse with thick white spunk. Tom felt the hot mess spewing up inside him into his guts and cried muffled screams of lust and joy into the palm of Krzysztof's hand. "URRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGH" grunted Krzysztof as he slowed down his thrusting and let the convulsing of Tom's arse milk out every last drop of his man seed. Sweat was pouring of his pecs and forehead and he released Tom from his grip and stretched his massive body. Tom looked up with a mixture of awe and longing. "God..." was all he could manage "God..." Krzysztof collapsed on top of him and Tom put his hands around those massive shoulders. Their sweaty bodies pressing tight against each other, Krzysztof's cock still resting inside him. Krzysztof began chewing at Tom's neck and ears and the touch of the man's tongue and teeth caused Tom to moan loudly. "Baby not cum yet" whispered Krzysztof into his ear and at the same time the huge man began to rotate his hips. Tom felt the massive cock stir to life inside him as it slid around in the cum that had just been fired up his arse. "Oh God Daddy" moaned Tom and Krzysztof rolled over onto his back, being careful to keep his dick inside his boy. Tom found himself on top and took a deep breath of air. He placed his hands onto Krzysztof's massive pumped up chest to steady himself and then he began to gyrate his hips. He felt the huge man's cock move inside him and was hit with a new wave of pleasure. Krzysztof held his hips to make sure Tom stayed firmly on his dick but gave him the freedom to move his arse in the motion he wanted. Tom began to gyrate more quickly. It was nothing like the massive pounding Krzysztof had just given him, Tom was being much more careful and slow but the wave of joy rolled over him as he felt Krzysztof's cock brush his prostate. He noticed that the bottle of poppers was still lying on the bed and he picked it up and took a couple more deep sniffs, he held it to Krzysztof who did the same. Tom then began to bounce up and down on the shaft and Krzysztof slowly rotated his hips so that his cock slid back into Tom at a slightly different angle each time, causing new throbs of pleasure and making the boy moan and groan. Tom took hold of his teenage dick and began to slowly stroke his own spunk out. He used the sweat from Krzysztof's body as lube and built up a steady rhythm. "Baby cum for Daddy" growled Krzysztof and Tom began to bounce harder as Krzysztof pushed his hips upwards to help the little boy take every inch of his massive cock. The look of lust on the studs face sent Tom over the edge. "FUUUUUCK" he cried as hot creamy boy spunk sprayed out of his nob head and onto Krzysztof's pecs. "AHHH AHHHH AHHHH" moaned Tom as every last drop dripped out of him. "Fucking good yeah?" asked Krzysztof as Tom looked down at the huge load running over the hunks pecs and nipples. "Fuck yeah Krzysztof" he panted. "Daddy" corrected Krzysztof frowning. "Fuck yeah Daddy" repeated Tom. Quick as a flash Krzysztof rolled over so that Tom was once more underneath him. "Daddy hard again baby" he growled and suddenly and violently he rammed his still stiff cock deep into Tom. "FUUUCK" exploded Tom who was aware of the tenderness in his arse now he had cummed. Krzysztof withdrew and ploughed into him again. "We have all night baby" he promised and he pulled Tom tight against the sticky mess covering his massive chest muscles. He began his relentless pounding rhythm again the bed began to shake again. "Fuck Daddy" was the muffled cry that came from the boy completely encased in the builders huge arms. It was going to be a long night.

The following is a true story. I wont go into much discussion about it here, but at a young age I did play with a friend the same age as me for a while. Then he got a girlfriend and decided he was straight. Our time together taught me that I was gay and loved to get fucked, and had nobody to fuck me any more. There was an ABS in my neighborhood that I passed every day on my way home from school. There were big signs in the blacked out windows that said "private video viewing booths 25 cents". I lived with my mom, and we were poor; we did not have access to the internet at home so I did not have access to porn. I told myself that I would go into this porn shop as soon as I was old enough. A few days after my 18th birthday I did just that. I was nervous. I stood in front of the store next to it for a very long time to make sure nobody I knew was near who could see me go in. As soon as I got into the store I saw the signs that said "Video Booths" and made a bee-line there. When I walked into the arcade, I was surprised at what I saw. Men were standing around and walking the aisles. I expected everyone to be embarrassed about being there and immediately lock themselves into a booth. I was not comfortable about being out for everyone to see and ducked into the closest booth and latched the door. I thought ahead and brought a pocket full of quarters with me, I did not want to have to ask a clerk for change. I put a few quarters in the slot, switched the channel to a scene with two guys fucking on some gym equipment, unzipped my pants and started feeling myself. I noticed a hole in the wall of the booth just as a guy got into the adjoining booth. I was startled at first and didn't understand; then I realized (or thought) 'oh, guys put those in there so they could watch each other jerk off'. I was also curious about seeing a real cock, other than the only one I had ever seen, which I had not seen in a few years. I knelt down and started looking through the hole. The man was was in his 40's. I liked that. I had found myself attracted to older guys for a while; I didn't know my father really well so I think I had a daddy complex. He didn't have a gym toned body, but it was a decent build, and he had a couple of tattoos. I liked what I saw. He unbuttoned his jeans, took his cock out, and started rubbing it. He continued for a few seconds as it quickly got fully hard. It was quite impressive, much bigger than my friends, probably about 7 inches, maybe more. He slowly jerked off for a few seconds more then started moving toward the hole. When his dick came through the hole, I realized what he wanted. I put my mouth on it and started sucking. After a couple of minutes, he took his dick away and asked me through the hole if I wanted to join him in a booth that didn't have a hole. I said ok and he told me that the one next to his didn't have one. I zipped up and walked over to the next aisle and went in. He locked the door behind me and took his pants off. I did the same. He took out this little brown bottle and sniffed from it, then motioned to me as if asking if I wanted it. I asked what it was. He said, "They are called poppers, it's nothing illegal, it gives you a little buzz that only lasts a minute or so; take a small sniff and if you don't like it, it wont last long" I took the bottle, and sniffed. I liked it. I sucked on his dick for a while, and then he pushed me away gently to ask if I like to get fucked. I said that it had been a long time. He handed me the bottle and had me sniff again. Then he said he really wanted to fuck me but didn't have a condom. I don't know why, since I learned about the risks in school, but I said it was ok. He pulled out some lube and prepared us both. I bent over. He handed me the bottle, told me to take tow very deep hits and then hold onto the bottle. I inhaled deeply. He timed it perfectly, right as the rush from the poppers hit me he plunged deep into me. He started slowly, then keep increasing his speed and intensity until the point where he was furiously pounding me. My ass started to feel a little raw, and although I was loving it, I was a little relieved to feel his cock spasm inside me; I didn't want to hurt for days to follow. We started getting dressed. I commented about the tattoo above hit cock. "It looks like the biohazard symbol like in the hospital, that's pretty cool". "Oh shit, you don't know what that's about?" I shook my head. "I'm sorry kid, I thought everybody knew. It means I have HIV".

It's hard to believe that it is now 2015 and it has been two years since I moved to Amsterdam to live with Will after knowing him for only six weeks. We live in an apartment bang in the Centrum part of the city, just five minutes walk from the leather bars. I am now 20, he is 38 and I remember the night we met and the next few weeks like it was only yesterday. A few days after turning 18, I had an argument with my girl friend and we split up. I'd always known I liked men, so plucked up the courage to go to a gay bar. (As it turns out it's a well known bar for men into raunchy scenes, but I didn't know that at the time.) I stood outside for what seemed like hours, trying to get the courage to go in, but in reality it was only about 30 minutes. In that time, I counted 14 men who went in to the bar. After going through the doors, I quickly scanned the room and went straight to the bar. I felt like all the eyes were on me as I ordered a coke. I stood shaking on the inside and drank the coke in about 60 seconds. I had just finished the coke when someone behind me asked if I wanted another. I turned to decline the offer, but a stud of man was behind me and without knowing I would, I ended up saying “Yes, thanks.” He asked if it was my first time as I looked very nervous. I replied that it was my first time so he suggested that we go to the corner with our drinks and chat where I would feel more comfortable. He introduced himself as 'Will'. "Hi, Will. I'm Jake," I replied. Will explained that he was from Holland staying in a friend's house whilst doing some work. I could hardly look at Will because he was so stunning and had an aura of masculine sexuality. He was tall, dark, handsome and he had what looked like a rock hard body. I am, 5' 5", have a 27 inch waist, and have short dark blonde hair. In contrast to my slight build, I thought Will to be a man's man, and I was in heat. I noticed Will checking over my body and he turned the conversation to sex. He asked if I'd had sex with a man. "No, I haven't. I've just broken up with my girlfriend," I replied. "I'd love to have fun with you, and I know you won't be disappointed," was Will's reply. I hesitated replying and the next thing I knew, Will grabbed my hand and put it on his crotch. I nearly shot there and then as I could feel a massive long hard cock. It felt like it must be at least nine inches. I looked at Will looking for words, but he knew just what to say: "I can see you like what I have for you." With that my hesitation disappeared in a second. "You wanna drop by my place for some fun?" Will asked. Naturally I agreed. During the cab ride back to Will's place, he had his hand on my leg and kept mine on his crotch and we were both boned the entire ride. When we got to his place he made drinks for us and he put on a porn DVD, which depicted two guys, one, the bottom, who was about my age, as he was getting fucked bareback by an older guy. The top eventually shot all over the bottom's ass before sliding back in. "We'll be more comfortable if we strip," Will suggested. I was trembling so bad I could hardly get my pants off, but not to worry. Will helped me. My cock was rock solid and popped against my belly as he pulled down my boxers. I knew Will was big, but when he pulled down his pants, I was stunned by how big he was. His cock was not only long but so thick. He was also uncut, had pulsing fat veins running down his entire cock shaft and he had massive low hanging balls. (I later found out his cock measured ten inches when hard, and about seven inches thick.) He smiled broadly, and suggested I have a feel. It was absolutely amazing, especially because there was a constant drool of pre cum hanging from the head. Will told me to sit on the edge of the bed so my face was level with his cock. He then put his hand behind my head and gently pulled me towards his cock, telling me to kiss it. I didn't need any more urging. Then he said for me to lick the head and taste the pre cum. Although I was still trembling, maybe even more than earlier, I did so and tasted him for the first time. Will bent over and kissed me, our lips covered in his pre cum. It was salty and so exciting to taste. "You like the taste?" he asked. "Yeah, it's great," I replied. "Good, you'll soon enjoy my pre cum lubing-up your ass," Will remarked. "No way, Will. Not only is that risky, but you are way too big.” Will just smiled, saying "That's not a problem." After a short time, Will sucked my cock gently as he knew how close I was to cumming and he didn't want me to do so. He turned me around and looked at my ass. He said it was one of the best he'd seen in ages. Will kissed my ass hole and shoved his tongue in. I never knew that could have felt so good and I groaned so loud and unexpectedly. Will had us all over the bed in various positions from kissing to sucking each other's cocks, but even I could see that he had more interest in my ass. It all worked to relax me and I noticed I was no longer trembling. Before long Will had me on my back, my legs over his shoulders, whilst he leaned over to kiss me. His body was so big compared to mine and it made me feel so safe under him. With his hand, Will rubbed some of his pre cum on my ass hole, fingering some into my ass. The sensation was amazing. Still I repeated myself "I really don't think I can handle your big dick, and in any event, certainly not without a condom." "That's okay. We don't have to fuck, but I just wanna slide my cock up and down your ass crack," Will commented, adding "I'm good at getting ass to relax, if only 'cause I've fucked hundreds, if not thousands of guys. So you know, practice makes perfect." He had me sniff what he later called poppers and it got me buzzing. As he kissed me, I could feel his cock slide between my cheeks. After each slide, he stopped for a few seconds when he pushed his dick head against my ass hole. He would gently push until I groaned in pleasure, then he'd pull back and recommence sliding against my ass. He kept kissing me telling me how good his cock felt against my ass. His cock was dripping huge amounts of pre cum. Each time he pushed his cock head against my ass hole, he left it there a bit longer. Although I was groaning, I told him I didn't want to be fucked. "Don't worry," Will said, "...you don't have to take me." After maybe five minutes, Will slowly pushed more firmly and I felt my ass opening. His huge cock head was half in. "I'll just leave it there for a few minutes before I pull out," Will commented, adding "You don't have to take any more. But I can feel my pre cum lubing-up your ass." He had me sniff more poppers and as he kissed me deep, I could feel him push further into my ass. I groaned again which seemed to encourage him more because he kept telling me how good I was doing and how hot my ass felt. All of a sudden, his head popped passed the first ring and it hurt like fuck. I asked him to stop and he said he'd hold it there for a bit until I got used to it. Will had me sniff more poppers and the pain did stop. He kept telling me again and again how good I was doing and I how my ass was making his cock pulse more pre cum into my ass. I was getting to like the idea of thinking his dick was part inside me and that he liked me so much to fuck me, Slowly he slid further in. No joking, it felt like an arm inside me. All the time I knew I should ask him to stop but I was liking it too much. Every few seconds Will slid further and further into me and every inch made me feel more and more pleased that he liked me so much to do this. Eventually, I felt I could not take any more and when I reached back I could still feel several inches of his cock on the outside. Will was whispering how good his cock felt inside me and how he was going to make love to me and cum in me. He slowly started pulling back until his dick head nearly popped out. He then pushed back in. This went on for sometime, but each time he picked up the pace. He was kissing and telling me he could feel his pre cum leaking into me, making it easier to slide. Will asked if I wanted him to stop. By that time I was enjoying it so much I said no way and and that I wanted him to fuck me. He said he was going to cum in me and all I could say was “yessssssssss shoot in me”. That got him going and he started fucking me even harder. He started breathing real fast and all of a sudden yelled as he was shooting. I felt his cock pulse six times as his ropes of cum shot deep in my ass. He lay on top of me, cock still inside. I realised then from the cum on my stomach, that I had shot when he did and I was amazed that the fucking was so wild, I didn't even realise. When his cock softened, it slowly slipped out and I felt empty without him. Will told me to lie on my stomach so his cum stayed put inside me. He said it was rude not to keep a guy's cum in my ass after he had fucked it there. He got up and had me lick and kiss his cock which by then had gone to its normal seven flaccid inches. I could taste my own ass on his cock and drops of cum still leaking from his cock. It was so hot. Will fucked me all night and shot in me another two times. Next morning my ass was sore and the bed was covered in dry cum that had dripped out my ass. Before we got up Will fucked me again, giving me his fourth load. We swapped numbers and I visited his place the next two nights when he again fucked his loads into me. On the third night I turned up, there were two guys who, Will explained, were waiting to meet me. It turned out they weren't actually Will's friends, but were fellow barebackers who he had met on line. Of course they liked to top ass. So all three of them raw fucked me, but that's a story for next time.

My phone lit up telling me I had a e-mail. I was surprised to see that it was a craigslist reply. I had been cruising the casual encounters section a few days before and replied with pictures to one that said "2 horny tops looking for a bottom" The reply had a phone number and a address with the message saying your hot you want to play tonight? It was friday and I didn't have any plans other than sitting home beating off to some porn. So I text him back saying saying sounds fun what time you want to hook up he ask if I could be there by 8 I said yea that shouldn't be a problem so few hours went by and I was getting more and more excited looking at the craigslist posting over and over one had a thick 8 in uncut cock and other had a long skinny 9 inch cut pierced cock. i showered and used at least 10 or 12 water enemas till I knew my lil pink hole was squeaky clean. I shaved my cock and balls and shaved my ass and bootyhole keeping it nice and smooth . I am 5'9 155 lbs 30 inch waste Brown hair Blue eyes a very average 6 inch cock I had hooked up with maybe 8 guys my entire life so i wasn't a virgin by any definition of the word. I am only 22 years old I had just finished getting my degree in electrical engineering and maintenance. I still living at parents house so I let them know, I was going to stay night with friends. I dressed in my khakis and a button up shirt and a tight blue jock strap. I grabbed four or five condoms from my dresser drawer and my astroglide gel I looked at the time seeing it was 5 min after 7 I knew I had 35 or 40 min drive ahead of me just to get to the address. I said bye to parents grabbed my lil overnight bag and was on my way. I couldn't help being horny the whole way there I couldn't wait to get that long cock down my throat as the uncut guy fucked me it seemed to take forever to get there. I finally pulled in where GPS said "arrived at your destination" I fired off text saying I'm here and walked to the door it was a really big house you could look at it and tell it was built about ac hundred years ago. The house had 3 stories and paint chipped off in several places and the bricks on the foundation were very well weathered. "Knock knock knock" The door opened and I see a tall guy with broad shoulders shaved head probably 6'3 250 lbs wearing a pair of black leather pants and leather vest I thought in my head he is fucking hot .He was very nice invited me in and walked me in asking me if I wanted a mix drink I said sure and he mixed me a very strong vodka and cranberry barely enough cranberry juice to color it pink I wasn't a big drinker, but I thought what the hell I'm not driving and figured it would take nervousness away a little. His name was Marrk and he told Me that John would be down as soon as he got out of shower. I sat there drinking my drink making small talk and he was ask if I liked sucking cock and ask if I was closeted I told him I am Bi and yes I do and yes I am in closet. I heard footsteps coming down the stairs they were loud because they old and wooden. And then i Saw John he was tall and skinny with glasses and semi long hair. He was wearing a small black see through tight shirt and a black pair of speedo looking undies I could see his long cock pushing on the thin material as it hung down his leg I was ready to suck it right then. "So you must be David" he proclaimed reaching the bottom of the stairs. I said that's me. He said are you ready to get started? I grabbed my drink and turned the entire glass up finishing it and shook my head and said yea I'm ready when you are. Marrk stood up and said come on and walked down hall I followed him as John walked behind me grabbing my ass as we went through the hallway I just smiled and kept following. We got to the very back room of the house and I stepped in. The lights were dimmed in there as y eyes adjusted and I looked around. There was a big 60" flat screen on the wall, and a king size bed with drawers built into the bed on the bottom,and a sex swing hanging with chains from a free standing metal frame with mirrors on top so you see yourself when looking up.I was getting more and more turned on and said you" have a entire adult play room" Marrk turned on tv and the laptop that was on nightstand as John said get some those clothes off. I instantly unbuttoned my pants kicked my shoes of got my shirt off till I was standing there in only my jockey. About that time I looked up seeing the tv had the internet displayed on it. Marrk ask me what kind of porn did I like "straight or gay? " I told him straight. It was very rare for me to watch any gay porn I just like straight porn better. He said what should we watch? I told him to try "interracial" he smiled saying that was one his favorites to. The screen went black for a second then the video started. There was a sexy lil blonde girl with 4 big black guys standing around her she dropped to her knees and I saw both Marrk and John standing on both sides of me so I did same thing the blonde did I went to my knees and John pulled his cock out first and started pulling my face towards his long hanging pierced I opened my mouth and started sucking him feeling him getting harder and harder as he shoved his cock into my throat I was choking and spit dripping all over my face he pulled it out of my mouth and said Get on the bed I got on bed and he strapped my arms to the top corners of matress he yanked my undies off and then I felt the leather belt like restraints tighten on both my wrist that's when I looked down and saw Marrk hooking my ankles to a metal bar it was impossible to close my legs after the restraints were tightened I was completely naked and tied to the bed that's when I looked back at the tv and this time Marrk was on a messenger of some kind with 6 or 8 different guys on there webcams then I saw the other screen that had me strapped down all the guys in the messenger could see me I said "what the fuck" John said shut up and just relax I layed back watching all these guys play with themselves looking at me then Marrk said 2 more for sure and maybe another 2. John said great. I interrupted "what's going on"? Let's fuck him while he still so tight Marrk told John and the internet audience John said ok let me get the stuff I saw he pulled a box out from the drawer in the bed it had a big bottle of "rush" poppers and a small baggy that was full of crystal clear shards and a syringe full of liquid and a bottle of lube.

Couldnt agree more. Of course I just like having sex with guys. No relationship, etc. Only into gay sex, not so much men. Hell guess I am not even bi. But I see your point. I am a staunch Capitalist. Hate socialism with every fiber in my body. Tell that to Gay men and most have a conniption fit from hell. Automatically think that means I love Goerge BUSH. WTF? BUSH is a Capitalist like Obama is a NRA diehard. The Gay community feels if you are pro free-market you are a KKK knuckle dragging Neanderthal. For a community that champions acceptance, it is so hypocritical when it comes to politics.

Sorry but that post was some funny shit! I hate false stats! I actually weigh myself more often than not just to give an accurate number. Fuck I don't like rounding to 200 when it says 204. Not to brag but most guys say my pics don't do me much justice. Guess I should shave some years off, a few lbs, and add inches. I won't. I am with you. Be accurate. Hate outdated pics as well. Or pics that are taken with lighting and angles to make the person look way better. Something to be said about Adult bookstores and bathhouses. No catfish bullshit.

Last night in the sauna at the gym with married guy I've hooked up with a few times. In the past we went to my place but he was in a hurry, so I bent over for him in the sauna. It felt so good having him ease it in between my sweaty cheeks and then pound me hard as I leaned against the wall. It didn't take long, but it was so hot when he started to grunt and pump his load deep inside of me.

Last night. Drove into the city for dinner. Grindr hook with married couple. Gave two loads, got three in return. My hole is still twitching.

Generally cut, but there's something fucking great about an extra-long foreskin: docking, piss games, nibbling on the end while tweaking his nips . . .since I'm cut, it's like having an extra toy.

My step brother and I didn't grow up together, but every now and then situations changed and we were living in the same house and had to share bedrooms for a few weeks. I remember well what stuff we did. He was 2 years older and very mature. He was the first who introduced me into sucking dick and taking cock in my ass. I lived a straight life later, but from that time I knew that my asshole is my major sex organ, and that I love to get fucked. Almost two decades later and me being father of a teenage boy, my son's cousin came to live with us for a while. The boys also had to share one bedroom, and I have no reason to assume that they were any different than my step bother and I had been. When I collected their cum rag in morning for laundry, the smell in their room was an interesting perfume of ripe socks, sneakers, teen sweat, and sperm. In the moment when my son mentioned that he is happy to be circumcised because uncut cock can become very dirty, I knew that he had peeled back his cousin's unwashed foreskin. No questions asked.

I was just about to leave the sauna at the gym when I hooked up with a couple of times last year came in. He's a married doctor, Asian, early 40's, about 5' 5", average build, but a nice uncut dick, and total top. When he saw me he smiled and asked how I was, and then he reached over and grabbed my ass, and told me he wanted to fuck me. (I like a guy who gets to the point.) We both quickly showered and dressed, and he followed me to my place. When we got to my bedroom we started to make out, which surprised me. In the past he refused to kiss or give oral, but as soon as we were stripped and on the bed he grabbed my cock and started blowing me and licking my balls. Then he really surprised me by flipping me over and eating my ass. Like a man starving, he rimmed, bit and kissed my cheeks and hole until I was moaning and grabbing sheets. He even slapped my cheeks a few times and kneaded them like dough. Finally he climbed up between my legs and started rubbing the head of his dick up and down my crack, making me jump and moan every time he moved across my hole. This gent is a prodigious precummer and he was literally painting my hole and cheeks with it, really making me hot. I was about to reach for the condoms, but he surprised me once again by pushing his head against my hole. In the past, forgive the pun, he was really anal about condoms, but now it appeared he was going to fuck me raw. So turned on by his aggressiveness and desire to fuck me bare it didn't take much for me to open up for him. After a minute or two of slow fucking he began to speed up and take longer, deeper and harder strokes, and before long he was really pounding away. Soon we were both grunting, growing and moaning in wild ecstasy as he fucked me like a beast. After awhile his strokes got even harder and focused, and I could actually feel his dick swell as he finally slammed down deep, and with a yell filled my hole with his hot jizz. Rubbing against the sheets and getting pounded into the mattress my own cock swelled and I blew my own load all over the sheets and my belly. With one last groan, all hot and sweaty, he collapsed on top of me with his softening cock still in me. It was so hot when it finally popped out and I felt some of his load dribble out and run down my balls. When he finally rolled off me I turned towards him and we made out until he sort dozed off for a bit.

Athectic blk bttm really looking to hook up with a few tops for a gang breeding sess, can't acomm but can travel, very chilled and laid back, in the London area.very gen and very in need of it, big time Cheers

I have a similar situation like that with a top buddy of mine. The thing is, he's a really good top and when you can plan a time with him that works for both of you then it works out great. He's got a great dick and can fuck me for a good long time. Here's the problem: He will message me early afternoon and say something like "you available to meet at 5:30?" I might say something back like "oh, 5:30 is a little too early, I won't be out of work yet, I get out at 6. Can you do 6:30?" His answer is ALWAYS, "nope can only do 5:30." He is completely inflexible on time. If the time I can meet isn't EXACTLY what time he is looking for, then it's always a no-go. It's starting to get annoying. I've never had a fuck buddy that's gotta be so precise on the time that works for him. Anyone else ever have that problem with a fuck bud?

Last night, i got home from going out with my lady, and got on BBRTS, hooked up with a guy from Chicago who was in town. I drove to his hotel room, got undressed, and he proceeded to chloroform me, tie me up at the wrists and ankles, then as i was laying on the bed tied up hooded, gagged, and bound he fucked me for a few hours, dumping two loads in me. After i woke up this morning, i had him give one more to me while i was just bound and hooded, but not on any drugs. It was stellar. 3 loads from a hot kinky bondage top.

We all could be a bit more fair play (tops and bottoms) in how we approach sex. I'm guilty of wanting to get fucked, but not fucked by someone in my rotation - or not wanting to drive to the dick - or not wanting to get fucked by a guy in my rotation who has a dick above a certain size. ....in other words...I am running all sorts of algorithms to decide if I am going to fuck when asked. LOL. 1) If your dick is in the 6-8 inch range and you are a good lay, I will stop whatever I'm doing to let you fuck me. Guaranteed. 2) If you are a hung top, a bit too rough for my tastes and selfish, you are only going to get some pussy off me on the first Tuesday of every odd month and only then if I haven't been fucked the day before. LOL. Seriously, to the original poster, if cleaning out is an issue, it might be worth slightly changing your eating habits and/or taking in a bit more fiber to bulk up your stool. You can get ready in minutes then. But generally speaking, I'm with you. I don't want to be asked for my ass at the drop of a hat and certainly not after a big meal - especially if you have a really big dick. Again, this is why I'm in favor of looking for sex in a bar or sauna or park. Everyone is focused. Most everyone is ready. Unfortunately, when we are sitting behind our keyboards, there is an inverse relationship between our requirements and patience. Our requirements ramp up considerably and our patience falls just as rapidly.

Ugh. A guy hit me up on A4A. He was pretty close, so I agreed to fuck him on my lunch break. Turned out I got April Fooled. His profile said he was 45.... Yeah, maybe he was 45 the last time a Clinton was president. Also said non-smoker, but there was a distinct reak of cigarettes about him. I almost left, but I was just horny enough that by closing my eyes and pretending I was breeding a hot lacrosse bro, I managed to get the job done. Karma owes me a hot fuck now, as I see it.

I did it a couple of times to be honest. However, I found that I was too kinky for the liking of the poor straight boys...

Part XII We got back home and were both pretty bummed out. Just hardly got a glimpse of my poz guy's huge cock and he was gone. My boy had really been looking forward to seeing it and I had been hoping for a whole lot more than a look. I really shouldn't have been surprised, though, I guess, as I already knew that guy loved to tease first. I had told him my love was basically only a top, so maybe he wanted him teased like I had been to where he was going crazy from wanting to see it and would fall for it being rammed into him before he knew it. LOL I know it had been somewhat of a surprise to me and then the huge surprise when he told me he had filled my hole full of his highly toxic poz cum. I think part of my disappointment had been my boy not getting filled this time too. We didn't have sex for a couple of days after that. Kept watching to see if the guy was online to see if we could set something up but he was not on. Then, the third day, he left a message. I opened it and it was another pic of the head of his cock only with a huge drop of precum on it just oozing out. It looked enormous in the pic and tasty also. My boy's cock jumped to full attention in just a few seconds after I showed it to him. That was all there was though, no message at all. I wrote back telling him how hot the pic was and when would he be back out to the trails again? It was another two days before we got an answer back and again it was a pic of the head of his cock, this time looking like cum all over it. A message was with it telling us he would probably be on the trails the next day. We both had hardons after reading that and were going nuts talking about seeing that cock the next day. My boy and I were so turned on by the thought of that huge cock we couldn't even think about anything else, including having sex together even, which was kind of weird. We talked about that guy a lot. My boy wanted to know all I knew about him. I told him I really didn't know any more than he did other than I had got his email address and actually seen his giant of a cock close up while talking. I told my boy that I thought the guy might have a thing for me as he had sprung a hard on while we had talked but that was all I knew. Hated to lie to him like that, but sure didn't want to tell him about being fucked by it also. The next morning we were on the trails. We walked around enjoying the views we got of several guys walking around nude. Some had some pretty impressive cocks of their own, but I knew my poz guy's was bigger yet. We walked around quite a bit without seeing him though. We finally decided it was time to take a break and we headed over to the spot we had started to fuck at before and I had been fucked royally by that massive poz cock. We decided to lay out and work on tans and spread a blanket we had taken turns carrying and got naked and laid out. My love fell asleep fairly quickly but I couldn't get that huge cock out of my mind and was wondering where the hell he was at. I wanted it again for some reason I could not explain even though I knew it wasn't right and especially with my boy right there beside me. Thinking about the other day had my cock growing and my ass twitching badly. Pretty soon I was digging in my pack for my dildo and soon had it buried to the hilt in my ass. I didn't even touch my own cock but slowly started to run my dildo in and out of my hole slow and deep. Just as it was really starting to feel good, I thought I heard a noise. Turning my head, there he was, naked and that magnificent cock pointing to the heavens, hard as rock and beautiful as they can get. He put his finger to his lips to silence me and approached our blanket. He stopped next to me and knelt down and immediately his head went down and his mouth swallowed my hard cock in one gulp. As he did that, one hand covered my mouth to stifle the moan I made and the other hand went to my dildo and as it was almost out of me, rammed it all the way in in one fast hard stroke. I nearly jumped out of my skin it felt so wild. After just a few minutes of this I was a squirming wreck of passion. Then he stopped and leaned across my body and all at once grabbed my boy's cock, as he was now laying on his back, and swallowed him to the base in one smooth stroke. As he did that, he pushed his cock into my mouth which I opened greedily and my boy's eyes flew open. I could see him out of the corner of my eyes as he leaned up on his elbows wanting to know what the hell was going on? His cock grew immediately under the ministrations of the poz guy's lips and mouth though and he then just had to moan in pleasure. My love was looking over at me with a questioning look on his face. I nodded, what little I could, to let him know this was the GUY. He got it and then was trying to look between us to see that huge cock in my mouth, but there was little he could see from the angle we were all in. The guy just kept up his bj on my boy and soon my boy quit looking and laid back enjoying the bj as I was enjoying giving one to the poz guy. I think we all thought we were in heaven.

B.R.A.T. (Bitch Ready And Turned-out) – Chapter 1, the Interview: The BRAT’s gaping ass winked and smiled at me as I took the latest pic with my new gold iPhone 6sPlus for the stash showing the slut’s shaved hole bruised, swollen, and dripping with my infected nutt. Seconds later the BRAT’s humiliation was secure in the cloud and being shared with a few select friends as the little shit whined and pleaded, “PLEASE MASTER SEARGENT, FUCK ME SOME MORE.” A quick backhand and the room grew still as the little shit had learned early on what happens when you disobey me. He may get away with his attitude and mouth with his Moms, but not with me – MASTER SEARGENT MAURICE LECLAIRE – UNITED STATES MARINE AND ALL AROUND TOP DAWG AND BITCH USER AND ABUSER. I love my country. I really do, and I served it well, but three tours helping people on another continent save their own asses meant my life back home went to shit. Oh I’m thankful I came home in one piece alright, lots of my buddies didn’t, yet I sacrificed years of my life, a fiancée who decided she’d prefer a different future than one with me, family who passed who I did not get to say goodbye to, and then I finally get back and the best fucking job offer I could get was a line cook at a God damn fast food joint. Not much need for a man who’s life work was learning how to protect, or kill, and ensuring others were operationally ready and able to take the enemy down. In the brigade I was honored, respected, and looked to for leadership by those above me and those below me. Those below me were allowed to call me “Top” – Corps nickname for Master Sergeants – but it fit me well, not least of all because for those grunts that needed an extra incentive to follow command, my dick of death provided the guidance required. I had plenty of confirmed kills during my time overseas. So back in the civilian world, here I was, alone, adrift, on my own with no blood family and no Corps. At 6”4, 262 pounds of racked and stacked muscle with a chiseled jaw, tight fade, and a fist that can crack walnuts, I stand out, but none of that seemed to matter much in the real world trying to find a ‘real’ job. Fuck I had a real job, now I just got my hustle, and right now my hustle is all about milking this BRAT for every penny, drug, gift, and use I can while plowing that tight hole into submission. I had been out 90 days – 90 fucking days of frustration, adrift in a strange world. I needed to blow off some steam without any complications, so I hopped in my truck, rolled a big blunt, and eased on out to the Adult Book Store (ABS) in Laurel. A good blow job, a few pieces of ass, some strong kush and all would be right with the world for a few hours at least. I liked the ABS as I knew the men there were looking for what I had to offer, were willing to pay to get it, and were not generally about putting their business out for the world to see like some of the internet hook up sites. I needed to fuck, not hear your life story or exchange a dozen emails for you to figure out what I’m looking for. The clerk at the ABS about fell over himself when I walked in. He was not my usual hustle, but you know what they say about making friends with the help and being good to the little people? Well all it took was one deep dicking and my fist wrecking his man cunt so he could barely stand for a week and he was my grunt for life. Little fuck could not contain himself as I ‘promised’ I would see him again soon while he loaded my hands up with tokens – all on the house. Once I entered the back with the video booths all the little queens flocked around me like a pen full of hens as the big cocked rooster entered the yard. I strutted to the back, a trail of kush smoke in my wake, as I eyed each hen up and down, dismissing them one by one. My eyes settled on a scrawny white man, wiry hair, glasses, nose too small for his face, but a fat ass Rolex on his right wrist and multiple rings on each hand with diamonds in various shapes and sizes. I cornered the little chick, gripped his Rolex in my left hand and raised his arm up for a better view. He about ready to shit himself right there when I then lowered his hand and made him stroke my growing dick. That’s the look – the look of a cock hungry motha-fucka who craves monster black dick. “My name’s Edmund,” the little hen squawked as I shoved him into a booth and locked the door. I shook my head in wonder and disgust – dumb ass – what the fuck makes him think I’m here to chat? “OWW OWW OWW you’re hurting me…” he cried out as I clamped my right hand onto his shoulder and pinched the nerves between the bones to shut him up and make him kneel. Once he was on the floor and had finished looking around at the filth and shit now sticking to his custom tailored pants, he was left speechless at the site of my now hard dick protruding out over my nutt sac. Fucking bottoms are all alike and genetically programmed I think to know what to do – faggot instinct – and after he gently tucked his glasses in his shirt pocket, Edmund opened his mouth and took a neck beating like he had never had before. I leaned back against the wall and lit a new blunt as the dick sucker fought to catch his breath and I prayed he wouldn’t fall out on me from some asthma attack or shit. “Do…do…you want to fuck me?” Edmund asked like a child begging for a cookie. What the fuck did he think I was here for? In response I pulled him back up to his feet and turned him around and waited as he dropped his drawers. A little 420 spit in my hand, some strategically lobbed at his crack, and the hen was shaking in need, fear, and anticipation. Suddenly his arm came back around and his hand held up a gold wrapped packet, “Please…please…here’s the condom.” I slapped his hand away, stepped back, took a big hit of kush, blew the smoke out, and kept the blunt between my lips as I zipped up. Edmund frantically spun around, “What…oh…no…I…OK, OK, but please don’t cum in me.” I squinted my eyes, held my smoke, and tilted my head to the right and waited. 5 – 4 – 3 – 2…and then the dick hungry hen bent back over, wagged his hungry pussy and showed me he needed my dick in him nice and raw the way men were meant to fuck. Time to test the waters. Some more 420 spit, one finger – now two – spit – yeah this hen has ass pussy, but still, he ain’t prepared for Master Sergeant. I tapped the blunt out on the crooked, metal folding chair. Stepped close and let the rich cock-sucker feel the weight of my dick as I tapped it lightly against his little cheeks. When I knew he was eager beyond stopping, I leaned forward, covered his chirpy little face with my big mitt, wrapped my right arm under torso, bent forward, and SKEWERED HIS RAW ASS LIKE A KABOB. GOD DAMN THERE’S NOTHING LIKE FEELING A BODY TREMBLE AND SHAKE AS I THRUST INSIDE THEM! That moment when they question what they have done, when they realize they are powerless to stop me, when they are fighting not me, but themselves as to what will happen next. Not like they have a say really. This is my time, my fuck, I’m in charge. The little fucker’s anal ring tried to squeeze and push and fight my invasion. No fucking way. My dick had landed and I was taking the enemy down, but I was in this to win the war, not just a shit battle. So, a minute of brutal fucking later I paused, the hen’s chest heaving under my weight, I jam fucked his guts a few more times and bottomed out balls deep on the last one and his entire body flutters. I then eased out of his hole, stepped back by the chair, picked up my blunt, and lit it. “What…I…are...” the fucking hen squawked and stammered, “How about…how about we go to the motel just down the road. You know the one with the green sign?” I took my time, weighed my options, he looked like he had the most hustle potential out of the fucks I saw when I walked in, so I nodded, zipped up my pants as he pulled himself together. Before he could finish tucking his shirt in I had pushed him out the door of the booth, past the brood of hens, and smiled at the clerk with a, ‘I’ll see you later for a dick down,’ wave of my hand. Once in the parking lot I strode to my truck as the hen dashed to his car – a fucking Maybach. A 2016 Mercedes Maybach S600 – easily topping $190,000. Fuck – looks like my little hen might just be the fucking goose that laid the motha-fucking golden egg. Time to adjust my plan. Five minutes later, my truck was idling in the motel parking lot as the hen – no my golden goose – got us a room. His Maybach stuck out like a fucking sore thumb to anyone who knew shit about cars, but that’s alright, if I can protect platoons of men I can protect this four wheel gem. My flustered goose scuttled back to his car and drove to the end of the motel and parked in front of the last room. I pulled my truck right in back of his Maybach and parked it about 6-inches from his back bumper. The little fucker freaked and was literally hopping side to side in fear, but when I stepped down out of my truck he said, “Good idea…good idea… that way no one can jack my car right?” Right. Sure. Whatever shut your mouth. My goose nervously pulled the vinyl drapes closed once we entered the room. I walked right behind him and opened them the fuck back up. If someone wanted to stand there and try to see our nasty puppet show through the filthy sheers, so be it. Plus, I liked to see the damage I do. I get a perverse and twisted sense of accomplishment seeing the red drip, seeing the skin purple and bruise, seeing the welts rise and grow. The goose did not question me – that was good – and without a word he undressed and bent over the end of the bed showing me he was ready for more dick. Good slut. Compliant, obedient, dick hungry, willing to serve. I unzipped my pants and stepped closer. My goose started to hold out the same fucking condom packet he had showed me in the ABS, then thought better of it and clenched it back into his fist. Fucker knew. They all know. Time to get bred. My kush spit hit square on his waiting hole and with a deathly gasp he accepted my raw dick as I plunged into him. This time there would be no mercy, no fucking surrender, no God damn stopping until I was done and nutted that silk hole up. All my frustration, all my need, all my desire, all my anger was released into that raw ass. Did he ask me to stop? Did he beg me to ease up? Did he try to run from the dick? Yeah, sure, but what the fuck did I care. Too late for all that pussy shit. Edmund screamed as I slammed his pink hole – shredding that white ass – making it my cunt. Too shocked to run, too much pain to focus, too turned the fuck on to move, the little fucker temporarily went comatose and mind numb as I dug his shit out. I slapped him a few times to get the blood flowing and when he started to struggle I turned the shit up a notch and deep dicked those guts. My golden goose became a blabbering idiot as I raped that white pussy rough, dark, red and got it ready for my Master Sergeant seed. Harder, deeper, no stopping now as my freight train dick pulled into the station and dropped all my AIDS coal in his chute. YEAH THAT’S RIGHT, FUCKING POZZED HIS ASS. ONCE YOU LET ME IN YOU GONNA GET THE BUG, GONNA GET CHARGED, GONNA GET LIT UP WITH MY SUPER JUICE! NOTHING BUT SUPERIOR ALPHA DICK – UNMEDICATED – SKIN TO SKIN – BREEDING AND SEEDING!! I was not done yet and the first load is like getting into my groove. My little goose tapped out, begged, tapped out again, and I kept right on trucking. First hole shredded, second hole wrecked, third hole destroyed! That’s how I role and when I was done, his lilly white ass was beat red from the blood inside and out. A couple slaps and Edmund was able to focus, his breathing got more regular and I was glad to know I would not have to add another body to my count. Once his faculties came back he could not stop blabbering about how fucking amazing that was, he had never been fucked like that before, thanking me, and begging for me. I’d give it to him, but there was business to take care of first like how much he was going to pay me for that dick down. Pay me for bugging him up. Pay me for making sure he knew who his AIDs Top DADDY was – ME! Edmund made a few lame excuses of how he didn’t know, he didn’t have any cash and some stupid shit, but quickly learned once I slapped him a few times I don’t broker no BS and that I had only given him a taste of the strafing fire I could lay down. He quickly started offering his cufflinks, this ring, that ring, and finally his Rolex. Fuck that’s right. I dicked that little faggot down right out of his gold time piece and he begged to give it to me. Once the prize was in my pocket I dropped it down and spit raped that fucker again just to show him my shit was worth anything he got and this time – much to my surprise – my little goose held his own and even began to push back and get into the bounce. Load number two was buried so deep he would be shitting my toxic babies out on Thursday! A few hours later and load number three was streaming out of that loose and floppy cunt and my golden goose was one happy little fuck! My balls felt good and relaxed now and after another blunt, so did I, then I settled back and chilled as my fleshlight stammered on about his rich bitch wife, problem child stepson, stress at work, and the challenges of being filthy rich. Poor thing. I didn’t really pay much mind to what he was saying until one comment caught my ears and I asked him to repeat what he had just said. Apparently he and his uber-MILF wife were trying to find someone to serve as a body guard/baby sitter and someone to be the all-around-keep-the-stupid-kid-out-of-trouble-authority figure. The kid – technically a man now having turned 18 a few months back - had graduated from high school only because the teachers couldn’t stand him anymore and wanted him gone. His life goal was to ‘find himself’ and my goose blamed it on the wife. She had been divorced 4 times, he was now husband #5, and the kid had always been spoiled. Her money, ex-husbands’ money, baby daddy money – it all added up to one fucked kid that had been in and out of rehab since the age of 12. He was out of control and for years the parents had just thrown up their arms and pretended he was not there or not their problem. That’s what the lawyers and help were for. My goose finished his damn sob story and then made his initial offer. Might I be available? Was I qualified? Would it interest me? While I mulled it over, he had gotten up and started to casually put his clothes back on. I figured the best way to negotiate was from a position of power so while he continued yammering, I set my blunt in the ashtray, stood up, eased in behind him for a stealth attack, pushed the fucker face first onto the bed, ripped his fancy slacks down and bang fucked his ass dry, double-time quick and deep, to make sure I had his attention. Once he was begging like an incoherent cunt, I slapped him, made him focus, and ordered him to tell me more. I liked what he had to say and now for the hard sell. As my goose’s tail feathers quivered underneath me, I slowly eased back out of his pooper, angled to my right and scraped his gut walls until I hit his organs. Shit like this had to be fed right – forced deep – like foie gras. My goose squawked, sighed, and begged for more. I eased back out slowly and stopped. Waited. Held my position right at the edge of his hole. He was flopping around under me trying to ride me but I held firm. Soon he got the idea and started throwing numbers up. As the numbers got higher, my dick got longer, wider, and deeper. Once he hit $3k per week plus expenses, plus the use of the Escalade, plus bonus tips for any extra curricular activities he and I may do, well I made sure my goose got basted deep and cooked through and through. Edmund was still wiping the dripping cum off his hole when I added one more caveat. I would deal with the kid my way – no questions asked from him or the wife. My rules. My limits. I’m the MASTER SEARGANT AND MY DICK IS CHARGED AND LOADED. Stay tuned for B.R.A.T. (Bitch Ready And Turned-out) – Chapter 2, Cry Wolf.

Damn, I would LOVE to meet a hot bottom pig whose main goal in life is to take as many loads up his hole as he could. Any time, anywhere. Porn theaters, public bathrooms, outdoors...ANYWHERE!!! I would love to watch him getting his pig hole used and filled with load after load. It would be a treat to have him get his hole loaded up with 25 or more loads - then come home and let me suck it out of his pig hole!!!!

I was fucking my regular bottom last night and I got tired of the condom cause the it was too tight so I pulled it off. I was so horny and in my rhythm that I just immediately held him down and shoved my dick in him raw for the first time. The sensation was incredible! I could feel his ass deep, wet, soft and tight at the same time. He said "Don't cum inside me," but I couldn't control myself and shot deep in his ass. It was such a good fuck I'm still thinking about it, and can't get the experience out of my mind. He looked at me and told me in his cute Spanish accent "You're gonna want it like that now." I think he's right. Until yesterday I always practiced safe sex, but yesterday was clearly different. Looking back, I can honestly say I hadn't come so hard in quite a long time. I guess the primal instinct to seed was heavy, at least I felt like an animal. I wanted to fuck him again but he had to go as he only has a couple of hours after work during which we can fuck before he must go home to his wife. The thought of that night still lingers in my mind. I'm at a crossroad here. I found it sooo fucking hot that he drove away with my load planted in his ass. Just typing this story gets me hard, but I'm also worried that I exposed myself to unwanted STD's. That night has changed me. Now sex with a condom just isn't sex. Below was one of the pics I took yesterday of the session when I took the condom off.

hot story!!! love any big black daddies who wanna get me on the pipe and then on their pipe

The Agreement and Marriage – as told by Brandon Ben and I met through the internet as so many guys do these days. We were both looking for sex on a Saturday afternoon. I was browsing A4A and I saw an ad that I liked, just my kind of guy: BentBoy 28, 5’7” 135 lb 30w. Swimmers build. Dark blond, brown eyes. Some body hair. White. Looking for: 1-on-1 Sex, 3some/Group Sex, Misc. Fetishes. Just a fun loving guy looking to hook up. Oral is fine but if we hook up it ends up with someone getting fucked. 6”, Cut, Versatile, Anything Goes, HIV Negative. Prefer meeting at: My place, your place. I sent him a message, he responded and within an hour he was at my place for sex. Except that we did not have sex right away. We both enjoyed each other’s company so much that we talked, had a few drinks, and went to dinner and then fucked, and fucked and fucked and then finally on Sunday evening he left. We spent every weekend together after that and many week nights as well. Ben moved in with me about six months after we met. Everything was great until I was trying to find something in the bathroom. As I opened Ben’s side of the bathroom cabinet something fell out. I bent down to pick it up and I noticed that it was a bottle of Truvada. I confronted him about it. “You said you were negative. But I found this!” He shrugged. “Before I met you I was a single gay man, having sex with multiple guys; you never know what you are dealing with. So my doctor recommended it just to be on the safe side.” What he should have added was “and having bareback sex whenever I can”, but he did not say it and I did not think it. I looked at him straight in the eye. “You and I are both very sexual guys. I don’t know if you are still having sex with other guys while we are together. I just don’t want to know about it if you are, and if you are you have to be safe, just like we are. Always use condoms.” Ben just grinned at me. “No. I have not slept with anyone else since I met you. I just had the Truvada left over from before.” He paused. “Do you really mean what you said about sex with other guys?” This conversation was rapidly escalating to something we had not discussed before. “Yeah, I guess so” I answered. “We are both horny guys. Sometimes stuff happens. Just play safe. No bareback.” I was thinking about PrEP, and why Ben may have been taking it. Ben smiled. “You know me better than that. We have always used condoms. I use condoms. But I would like us to be able to get rid of them one day when you are ready. Once we have been tested. Then we can bareback, you and me.” We did not discuss this again until we had been together for a bit more than a year and decided to get married. We had a long discussion about an open relationship versus monogamy. We agreed that we both like sex too much to be constrained to the bounds of monogamy. If one of us had a little “side sex” because it was just too tempting we did not want it to destroy our relationship. I really enjoy group sex and I was hoping that we would progress to threesomes and more once we had been together for a while. We agreed that we would not go looking for sex outside of our marriage, but that if it happened it would be OK if we did it together. If one of us did something on his own the rule was it had to be safe, and that he did not need to tell the other. We decided that we would get tested and then bareback with each other, but never with strangers. I had only ever had safe sex but because of the “agreement” Ben would not need to be on PrEP. He had stopped taking it sometime before I discovered the bottle of Truvada. Little did I know at the time how much Ben liked being bred and that he should have continued taking his little daily pill. Our wedding was simple. We rented a house on Fire Island and invited only a few of our closest friends and family. One of Ben’s friends officiated and we got married wearing only speedos on the beach at Sunset. Ben’s only regret was that his best friend and roommate Sam from college could not be with us. He had moved away a few years earlier and they had lost contact. After way too much to drink and a good dinner we headed off to our room to consummate our marriage with me losing my bareback virginity. We did not waste any time, immediately undressing each other and then making out on the bed. After about fifteen minutes of sucking, rimming and kissing we were ready for the next step. I rolled off him and we were lying side by side on our backs on the bed. Both of us were rock hard at the thought of what was coming next. Ben looked at me with a grin. “Since this is your first time bareback you get to choose. Fuck or get fucked? I’ve had it a lot both ways but I think you should get fucked and take your first load. Then you can fuck me.” Ben had obviously already made up his mind as he was generously lubing his fat dickhead and shaft. I did not really need to think about it: “Get fucked.” He motioned me over to sit on it. I eased myself down and relaxed my anal sphincter. I felt his fat cock head probing my ass lips and then it entered my chute and slowly started to move up my rectal passage. It was nothing like I had ever felt before. His dick slipped in so much easier than when it had been encased in latex. I felt incredible pleasure as it slid up easily stretching me out until it entered my colon. Sitting all the way down driving his dick as deep as it would go, I relished the sensation of getting fuller the deeper it went. I waited for a few seconds, getting used to the girth of Ben’s meat in my chute. Then I started fucking myself with his dick. I had never really enjoyed getting fucked before but this was different. Maybe it was because I knew it was bare and found it a turn on, or maybe it really did feel better. I loved the sensation of Ben’s slick dickhead gliding up and down stretching out my rectal walls. I was riding Ben’s rock hard dick for all it was worth, lifting all the way up and then slamming down hard. Ben started breathing heavily and he uttered “The first load up your ass. Ever” and before I had time to react, I felt Ben’s dick twitch in my rectum and start to shoot his load deep into my chute. He must have squirted half a dozen times into my hungry ass as he groaned with pleasure. I sat down hard to get Ben’s cock as deep as possible and started jerking off furiously. Ben cried, “No, Wait” but it was too late now to stop, and I came in seconds spewing my load all over Ben’s face and chest. After a few moments Ben spoke. “You wasted your load. I wanted you to fuck me next. But at least I dropped a load up your ass. How did it feel?” That was a dumb question. It felt amazing! In fact I was still so turned on that I knew I would be able to fuck him within a few minutes. We lay snuggled together for about five minutes. As we kissed and cuddled I started getting hard again. Ben spoke. “Ready for round two?” Without giving me a chance to answer he went down on my dick, expertly working my foreskin with his tongue, pushing it back so that he could slurp around my cockhead. Then he started deep-throating me, or more accurately as much of me as he could take. I knew that he was getting to taste some cum from earlier as well as a lot of pre-cum because I was very turned on by the idea of fucking without a condom for the first time. Eventually he came up for air. He grinned and kissed me on the mouth and I was greeted by the taste of my own juices on his tongue and lips. “Now that I’ve got your dick clean, you need to get my ass ready for a fuck”. He turned around and went down on his hands and knees, spreading his ass cheeks and exposing his hole. I went directly for the target; I love sticking my tongue in a willing asshole. Ben was obviously in heaven with my tongue deep into his hole. He was grunting with pleasure. “Fuck yeah, get my ass all slick with spit. Get it ready for fucking. You won’t need lube. Without a condom your pre-cum will be enough”. He was not joking. The thought of fucking him bareback was enough that my dick was leaking so profusely that it was dripping all over the bed. “Fill me with you dick. Please!” He had reached the point that he needed something bigger up his chute than a tongue. I withdrew my face from his tasty trench and whispered in his ear. “You want me to fuck you now?” “Fuck yeah. I need that fat dick filling my gut. Slide it in me now. Oh fuck. Yeah! I’ve wanted your bare cock in my hole for so long.” I slowly pushed my cock head against Ben’s hole. Ben kept his ass clamped tight. “I thought you wanted to get barebacked?” “Fuck yeah! But I really want to feel it sliding in. Push harder.” I pushed my dick against Ben’s hole again, and this time the head slipped in easily. I was not ready for the silky softness of Ben’s anal passage. It was tight but enveloped my fat dick with velvet softness. I pushed in slowly and felt as my dick head passed the inner sphincter. I thrust in deep so that my pubic hair slammed hard against Ben’s ass. Ben gave a squeal of pleasure, quite uncharacteristic for him. “Yeah! Fuck me hard. Bare at last!” I pulled almost all the way out and then thrust back in hard, keeping up a steady slow rhythm. I was reveling in the new sensation of having my thick bare dick sliding up Ben’s raw and willing ass. Ben spoke again. “Fuck! I got a lot of bare dicks up my ass before I met you, but very few fill me the way you do.” Ben was working his ass muscles to milk the juice from my dick as I fucked. I felt myself getting close and he knew it too. “Stop, wait. Not yet. This feels so good I want to sit on you like you did on me. I want to see you face when you load me up. Let’s change positions.” It was so good fucking his ass with my bare dick that I did not want to come yet either. I slowly pulled out of his ass, and then lay down on my back on the bed. He rapidly straddled me face-to-face and took all of my meat deep in his rectum. “Fuck yeah! I love this position, gets your dick really deep in my ass. Sit up and kiss me.” I did as I was told. It was the most amazing sensation deep kissing his sensuous mouth while his velvety warm anal walls were massaging my cock. He was slowly fucking himself on my dick. He started moving more rapidly, with longer strokes so that my dick would slide almost all the way out and then he would sit down hard taking me as deep as he could into his chute. He was moving too much for us to keep kissing, so I lay back and let him do the work, marveling that this incredibly beautiful man was giving me the fuck of my life. It was too much for me and I could not control myself. I felt the cum starting to rise in my balls as I got close. “I’m getting close. I’m going to cum up your ass.” That seemed to spur him on to fuck himself even more wildly as he felt my dick starting to swell in his rectum. “Fuck Yeah! Cum in me! Load me! Breed Me!” He said as he slammed his ass down on my crotch and then rising again while milking my throbbing dick with his hungry hole. As he felt the first hot blast in his gut he thrust down hard on my crotch to take my cum as deep as he could and he continued riding up and down until I had squirted the last of my seed deep in his insides. I was so turned on that I must have loaded his ass with seven or eight squirts. Needless to say the next few months were a revelation to me. We fucked at least twice a day. I just could not get enough even though I caught myself thinking a few times that I would like to feel a bigger raw dick than Ben’s, or get loaded up by a few guys one after the other. Or perhaps to fuck Ben after another guy had filled him up. I knew for a certainty that when I got to fuck him twice in an hour or two I loved sliding into his cum lubed ass the second time. I am a very sexual person and watch a lot of porn as well as enjoy a lot of sex. I also enjoy reading porn stories on the net. After being introduced to unprotected sex with Ben my tastes changed. Now the only porn I went looking for was bareback. The movies and stories I turned me on the most involved un-inhibited group sex with multiple loads being given and taken. More than once I caught myself wondering what it would be like if we were not playing by the rules of the agreement. Actually on that score I did not go out looking for something on the side as I realized the temptation to ditch the condoms and go raw would probably be too hard to resist. I joined up a few bareback hookup sites “just to see what was out there”. I also could not shake off the suspicion that I might run across a profile of Ben’s if I looked hard enough. The only profile I could find that sounded like Ben was his old profile on A4A, which was unchanged from when I first met him.

This story will not be a crazy wild sex story, yes there's sex but it's about the connection we felt. I just had to tell someone and I just think it's crazy how the cards fall into place! This happened the last few house I had just posted the other day about getting tested and being hiv+. Well tonight has been one of the best nights of my life's! And I didn't expect this to ever happen in a million years. I had posted an ad on craigslist. The usually lol. Needing a hung top to Fuck me good! I always say to leave a phone number. Just way faster to get things going. I've gotten off work checked my email and had a few emails but only one got my attention. He is One year younger then me. 5'11", 150#, 8" mix Mexican Black Puerto Rican. And left his number. I couldn't resist. And I texted him. We started texting I had not started my drive. So I can text him easier and safer! We exhanged pictures and talking about him fucking my ass! I asked where it was at and he told me a town that was 45 mins away. It's 1130 at night and I worked a full shit. Now I was decdinh what to do. I started driving home cause I work in a different town then where I live. From my home town he's only 28 mins away. Not bad. So on my way home we texted even more. He was asking me questions like if I smoke or did chop! I had no idea what that was funny to find out its coke. I asked if he had condoms. And he did. I ask him "if he wanted to use one" and he said "up to me." Fuck! I love bareback sex just as much as the next cum slut. But I told "him well it's up to you. You are the top you get to decide where you want to shoot your load." But he said again! "No up to you" I said "we can start with a condom And see where it goes" I was getting into his town and getting to his place. Found the house. Called him and he meet me out side. We walked around to his room. He had a side door to his room. Entered his room. And his picture did not do him justice. He was fucking hot! We said our hellos and started talking. Getting to each other. When he said if I wanted to do a line. Noticing 2 lines of cock and a bowl of weed next to it. I said "he'll yeah" I picked up the dollar Bill and did my line and Then he did his. I haven't done coke since high school and I've been out of high school for 6 years lol. But I love drugs. I'm always down. Then he asked me "if I wanted to smoke the weed." And I said "nah safe it for after" We both got on the best him laying down in basketball shorts and a tank top. Fuck he's one sexy as man! Then he look at me and said "what's up" with that look in his eyes like it's not gonna suck its self. So I start touching him and playing with him through his shorts. Mmmh He started getting hard and Damn! He just grew and grew. A very nice big dick! My favorite. I took him out his shorts and started to suck him up. Slow at first. Up and down. Slowing going further and further to the back of my throat. I like to do this to help open my throat up. And I worked up to deep throating that big 8" cock of his. It took some work but I took it till his balls hit my chin. Kept up a good rhythm. Looking up into his eyes and he's staring right back at me with his dick in my throat! After a while he asked to Fuck. I saw the condom on the dresser when I walked in. So I told him "if he had a condom." He said "yes, but I want my cum inside you" By this time I was feeling the coke! High as a kite. And as soon as he said that there was no turning back. Grabbed the lube and lubed us up. And I got on top of him to ride him. I start to push in but stop. I was teasing him. Touch his cock with my hole. Poking back and forth. I felt my hole loosening up and I just went for it and say on his cock. Not a lot of pain and it felt so fucking amazing! I just joined up and down. Kissing every now and then. Looking into each other's eyes as his deep inside me. Kept this for a while. Then we stitched positions. Missionary my favorite. I love when I have me legs just wide open with his hands hold my feet and he is pound away. After a while he said "I'm gonna cum" I wasn't done yet "so I told him slow down don't cum yet we have all night." We slowed down a little and then we switch postions again to doggie. Another favorite. By this time I'm moaning enjoy his dick. Taking every inch. Yes pull almost all that way out just leaving the top in then he would slam it back in. Mmmh I just couldn't get enough. We switched positions again back to me riding him. This time after a few mins he said "I'm gonna cum" and I said "cum inside me" He start to pound me lifting me up light so he could do that would and I could feel him grow and then I felt it. Shot after shot of cum filing my hole up. It turns me on when I can feel each pulse and that warm cum feeling. After that I had shot all over my chest. It felt so incredible and I shot a huge load. Which I never do I'm a normal load type of guy. And I'm not a shooter. But it reach almost to my neck. After that we cleaned up. Got some water for ourselfs. We got dressed and the tv program was over so he started flipping through the channels. While we start to smoke the weed. We started to chit chat ask more questions about each other. There was no akwardness were talking like we were best friends. It was fun. I had asked him a question "what type of movies he likes" he said "he is a fan of horror" to my shock i told him "no way that that is my favorite." I told him " no one likes horror" and he laugh and said " I know" I'm it's true a lot of people don't like horror movies. I don't I don't know many people. And that question alone set us both off on this while conversation about scary movies. Talking about every scary movie. All our favorites and so on. We spent at least an hour talking about horror movies. We just connected. I never felt like this. He made me feel so good on the inside After we finished the third bowl I was leaving I told him "I hard to I ride and I'd go home." said our goodbyes and I heading home. On the way home the guilt started to hit me. I didn't know what to do. I could have given this guy hiv. I was kinda freaking out. I got home parked and texted him I'm home. As he had text me asking if I made it home safe. We kept texting for awhile It took so much out of me but I text him this long as text saying I had just gotten tested and that I am not clean. I was scared. I didn't know what was fun a happen. He asked if I was joking and I said no. Told him he should get tested and that I was sorry cause I felt so horrible!!!! Especially to the fact that we connected on another level. I can tell he was feeling the connection to. It felt like he was my roommate! And I'm pretty sure he felt it to. So that fact alone is the reason I told him. I told him all this. The way I felt about him and so on. To my surprise he was taking this day better then I expected. He was start I g to freak out but he calmed down and while I was freaking out about all this. He was telling me the things I would have never expect. He said it was ok. That I'm a good person for telling him he even said his down to kick it whenever I wanted. Although he said we would need to use condoms from now on. And I told him that's fine. He had one condition tho, that I stop using CL. I told him if I get to see more of him I'll stop using CL. I think it's weird to say that. Like he wants me to stop hooking up. I told him I'll stop hook up if I get to see him more. And to his response he said of course we will see each other! I feel like this is all a dream. The connection we felt. The day he took all this. I was freaking out about to cry while he was so nonchalant about it. He was making me so much better. We said our good nights and I asked if he wanted me to text him tomorrow and he said yes. Could this be the start of something new? I feel like me and him could be a amazing couple. I've never meet a guy that was into horror and that's the truth. I'm telling guys! The vibe was off the charts. He's Going to get tested soon and to be honest I hope he is clean. And to be honest I hope this guy is my soul mate. I don't think if ever felt like this about a guy. Its so fucking crazy. And just the way he took the news like he didn't even care. He just wants me to himself. And I'm going for it! I hope this blossoms to a living relationship. This is the one guys! Thanks for reading if you have read this far. I'm a hopeless romantic. And I hope this is love. Although it's gonna be my last load...bummer. But I'm fine with that guys. I'll just have to swallow his load ;-) Although if he ends up poz I'm sure we will go back to breeding my hole. Goodnight.

Part VIII My coworker was lost in lust in a big hurry. I could only step back and stare and wonder what I should do. He already had one poz load in his ass and was well on the way to another one. He seemed surprised at first but then really looked to be into getting his hole used good now. I was conflicted on whether I should step in and stop it or not. Totally confused as how could I stop it after I had taken so many loads myself just a short time before. My new bud came up just then. He took one look and said it looked like my friend was enjoying himself. I asked if he thought I should stop them or not. He told me I probably shouldn't. My friend was an adult and could make his own decisions. I was shocked somewhat and told him but why would he keep going knowing he was probably going to get HIV. My bud told me it was hard to explain and especially to someone like me that was 'straight'. He kind of emphasized that remark with a little snicker. I blushed at that one. I guessed that at least some of my straight was gone now and my no longer virgin ass was still oozing cum out of it a little. My bud told me he was ready to take me to the hospital if I still wanted to go and get some PEP. I told him we might as well as by now the second guy was done with my friend and a third was stepping up and entering him. I figured he was going to be busy for a while now. We exited the center of the encampment and as we were heading to my bud's car, my other friends all showed up. They yelled and we started talking and they were wanting to know where the hell I had disappeared to. I just told them I had twisted an ankle and my bud here had helped me out by giving me a place to crash for a bit to see if it would help it. I told them we were on the way to the hospital to get it looked at. A little white lie but not sure they would have believed what I really had been up to and going for. I told them about our other friend and that he was over there in the center of the tables and playing around. Didn't want to say anything about getting pozzed with new bud standing there as I thought it might embarrass him. They told me they would all grab something more to drink and hand around until I got back to see how I was doing. My new bud and I took off then. On the way to the hospital my bud started to tell me why he thought my friend was ok with getting fucked by poz loads once he got one. He tried to tell me that many gay men may not want pozzed but once they got it, they found out how much hotter the sex was and no more worry about catching it. He went on to say he found his sex drive since getting it was way higher than it had been and he loved pozzing others and seeing the look on their faces when they were getting their holes filled with his poz babies. The look of total fulfillment and joy. Complete freedom to fuck anyone from then on and not worry about getting it made for more uninhibited sex and hot hot times. He went on to tell me about a few of his conquests. He was really enjoying telling me in detail what he did with them. At one point he was so excited he reached over and grabbed my leg for emphasis before he realized he had done so. My own cock was not staying down like I thought it would but had come up hard as hell again from his stories, so when he grabbed, he kind of got way high on my leg and the back of his hand bumped my hard and I let out a bit of a moan. We were just coming to a stop sign then and he looked over at me and smiled. He told me it looked like I was enjoying his stories and laughed. I kind of laughed too a little sheepishly. I told him they were quite erotic for sure. He asked if I was sure I wanted to go get that PEP after all with that raging hardon I had. He really laughed then and then asked if I wanted to stop somewhere and take another load from him as he was still really horny and it sure wouldn't hurt me anymore from the loads I had already taken. I told him I was probably just going back to my straight ways. He laughed and said with my hardon, he didn't think I would stay away long and laughed again and reached over before I knew what he was doing and gave my cock and squeeze through my shorts. I couldn't help it but moaned and without realizing it I thrust up as he did it and he stroked my cock about 5 times before letting go of it. I didn't realize I was that close to cumming but almost blew my load from that. I looked over at him panting from that and he was grinning like crazy. He told me we had better find a spot and pull over one more time anyway. I could only nod my head and wonder what the hell I was thinking. He found a parking lot at a minimall that had some cars in it but pulled to the farthest part of it away from almost all of the cars. As he shut off his vehicle I was trying to find a way to tell him I didn't think this was a good idea but before I could he had leaned over and pulled me close and planted his lips on mine and one of his hands grabbed my cock again and started to stroke it slow and easy. I could only lean back and enjoy the feeling. He kissed me deeply and lingered and then stopped with my cock and slowly eased my shirt up and then stopped his kiss long enough to slip it off of me. He then kissed me again and was using his fingers to rub and pinch my nipples. I had not thought they would have anything to do with my feelings but man was I wrong. The tweeking of them went straight to my cock and made it tingle even more. After a few minutes of this his hand went down and into my shorts and was pushing them and my jock down and I raised up and he eased them down my legs and I raised my legs up and he pulled them off. He continued to kiss me and his hand went back to my cock slowly caressing it. He then kind of scooted around a little and broke off the kiss and told me we should get in the back. I climbed over the seat first and then him and I was surprised to see that he had taken off all of his clothes already too. He started to kiss me again and as he did he laid me back on the seat and got between my legs. He then lifted them up onto his shoulders and I felt his huge hard cock at my hole and pushing to get in. He gently pushed in and pulled back a few times and then my ass gave way and he started to sink in me. Before I knew it I had taken a deep breath and let out a huge moan of pleasure and raised my ass up to meet his thrust as his entire cock sank in to the base and I could feel his balls on my ass cheeks. He held it there for a bit and leaned back a little and asked me what I was thinking. I told him all I could think about was his cock pounding away at my hole and I wanted it now. He smiled and told me that it looked like I might not want to go to the hospital after this and before I could answer he started to pound his cock in and out of me. I couldn't answer at all now as his lips closed on mine again and he really began to pound and grind his cock into me. I kissed back and our tongues were wrestling with each other and I was making all kinds of little noises of pleasure. My cock felt like it was on fire and driving crazy with lust for more of his cock in me as deep as he could drive it. He fucked me for a good half hour like that with no let up at all. We were both sweating and heaving and breathing hard. It felt like eternity. I never wanted it to stop and am sure he didn't either. I could feel his cock growing and throbbing in me more and more and then he looked me deep in the eye and basically growled here it comes. He drilled my really hard a couple more strokes and then it felt like he was trying to drive his cock clear through me and I could feel it pulsate in my hole and I knew he was blowing another huge load of poz cum in my ass as deep as he could. My own cock, right on cue, erupted again and sprayed us both with my huge load too. He continued to grind his hips against me for a while as we both were coming down after cumming so hard together and then like before he leaned back and licked up my cum and fed it to me in another kiss as we laid there with his cock still buried in me for another good 10 minutes.

Part VII I just sat there in disbelief. Only a few short hours ago I had been totally straight, married with kids. Now, I had got overheated, drank way the hell too much booze, passed out and had taken, now, 36 loads of cum in my ass and only 1 that I had been completely aware of and asked for. I had just attended the gay pride parade and fest to support my gay friends from work. Then to top it off my new found 'friend' had told me what I had not known at all, that he and every one of the guys who had fucked me an dumped their loads in my ass had a biohazard tattoo because they were all HIV POZ. OMG Every time I think of that, my mind just goes in a whirl an I can't think straight and also, for some reason, my cock twitches and starts to get hard too. My new bud was kind of watching me close. He finally asked if I was ok or not? I barely heard him or understood either. I finally looked up and he was looking mighty close at me with a worried look on his face. He told me I looked like I had died and was just too stubborn to lay down or something. I told him that I had no idea what to do now. I sure as hell had not wanted to be fucked in the first place, although, the last time was pretty damn nice and felt amazing, and for damn sure if I had known they were POZ, no one would have touched me for sure. What the hell was I going to tell my wife and buddies now? My new bud sat down next to me then and put his arm around me and told me that it wasn't so bad as I thought. He then told me we could run to the hospital as I had just taken those loads and get something called PeP. He told me that it would be about a 30 supply of it and in most cases stopped infection completely if caught within a couple or three days. This perked me up a little. I asked if we could get going then. He told me he had a couple of things to attend to real fast and then he would run me right there if I wanted. I told him I sure did want and why wouldn't I? He smiled and told me that was kind of his first thoughts when he found out he had been fucked by a POZ guy the first time but then after thinking about it, he decided that hell, now he could fuck anyone an be fucked by anyone an not have to worry about it anymore. Now he went on his sex was about 5 times better than it had been. I told him that was fine for him, but he was gay and I was supposed to be straight. He laughed then and told me, well maybe, mostly straight before but probably not anymore. He thought I had enjoyed our last time way too much to be completely straight anymore and he was willing to bet that I would soon start to miss that nice full feeling in my ass. I had to admit my damn cock did want to stand up tall as we talked. Now what to do. He then went to take care of business and said he would be right back soon for us to go. When he left I had a lot of thinking to do. I tried to adjust my shorts that were rubbing the hell out of my damn hardon. Moving to a different position didn't help much though as all that did was make my ass twitch more. What was I becoming anyway, a cock needing cum dump, like those guys had said earlier? Damn, what a dilemma. Just then I heard someone call my name and looking up, here came my friend that had ridden there with me so many hours before. He came running up and asked where the hell have you been. He had been looking all over for me and knew I had to be around as my car was still there. I told him about twisting my ankle and getting a ride from these guys' float and then drinking and passing out here and just got up again a short time ago. I didn't tell him anything else though. Just then the guy who had grabbed my ass before and then took my ass cherry walked up. He had a shirt on now and asked who my hot friend was? I introduced them and they seemed to hit it off well. As it was evening now about everyone had a shirt on now so none of the tats were showing. I was kind of wondering how to tell my work bud, when the two of them, told me we will be right back and took off. Apparently my cherry taker was going to show him around the place. I didn't get time to tell him to be careful as they were all POZ. I sat around again for a few minutes and then decided to go find them. I got up an went out of the tarp enclosure and turned to my left, which is why I missed them coming back. They told me later they had seen me going around as they entered and figured I would be right back. I wondered around thinking they would be right here at one of the tables so didn't go very fast as I was looking around at the goings on all around. It probably took me a good 20 minutes before I got back around to the tarp opening. As I entered the middle I came to a complete stop with my mouth hanging open. I then rushed over to the sling. There was my work bud bound in it and getting fucked hard by my cherry picker. I ran up and leaned over him and asked what the hell he was doing. My friend said he was getting one hell of a great fuck and was loving it. I was mortified. I asked him if he had paid attention to the guy fucking him much? He asked what for. I told him, hey, you are both naked as hell now, didn't you notice anything about him. He told me they had started making out when they got in here and took their clothes off while kissing and then he had been lifted into the sling and the guy had lubed him and driven his cock deep in him in one thrust and he didn't pay any more attention after that just enjoying the great fuck. I turned and looked and I could see the biohazard tat right there plainly. I turned to my buddy and told him he better pay attention and look at the guy fucking him right above his cock. As I move and he started to lean up to look the cherry picker guy let out a loud moan and drove his cock as deep as he could and said I'm cumming. My buddies cock which had been bouncing around hard immediately blew his load too. He leaned forward and looked and for the first time saw the tat. His eyes bugged out and he yelled what the hell? He then jerked as his cock erupted with more cum yet. He fell back and stared and said OMG that was fantastic but why in the hell didn't you tell me you were POZ. The guy told us he figured I had already told him about us and it was ok. My buddy asked what about who is the us he was talking about and before I could say anything he pointed to me. My buddy turned and looked at me funny and wanted to know what we were talking about. The ass grabber had pulled out then and told us he thought we had some things to talk about and took off. My buddy looked at me but before he could say anymore a new guy had stepped up and rammed his cock in him and started to pound away taking my buddies breath away. He was trying to tell the guy to stop but could only moan and then looked and moaned more when he saw this guy had a tat also. I just stepped back as my buddies eyes almost rolled up in his head and he was starting to stroke his cock as he groaned deeply.

Part VI I sat there and could not even speak. I had drank too much booze in the heat and had pretty much been raped without really knowing it as I had been zonked out. I looked at my new buddy then and he then told me the rest of my dream had not been a dream either. He said after watching the other guy do me he, like he told me earlier was just too horny, and the two of them had lifted me up and placed me in the sling and had cuffed my hands and shackled my legs in it. Then he had entered my cummy hole with little trouble and had also fucked me and filled my hole with his cum. He said he thought I knew what was going on as I was moaning like crazy and when he had cum I blew my own load clear up to my face. He said he had licked it off of me and kissed me and fed my own cum to me too. He then said he found he didn't have the key to the cuffs and went to find it and forgot that whoever was chained in the sling was supposed to be fair game for anyone or he would have had someone keep a closer watch. The other guy said he just watched out of heat and by the time my buddy came back with a key he had told him that 6 guys had already stepped up an unloaded their cum in me too. My bud then said since there was that much in he felt he might as well leave me there as I seemed comfortable and was out anyway. The other guy said he stayed and watched the whole thing and by the time the line quit and he yelled at my buddy to come get me out of there I had had a total of, counting theirs too, 35 loads in my ass of cum. I just sat there in total shock. I had never even wanted a man's cock in me and now they are telling me I had not only had a cock in me but had had 35 of them and all had cum in me on top of that. I couldn't even imagine it. The dream was actually reality and I had really just been used as a cum dump just like I had overheard one those guys talking before. What the hell was I going to do now? I was having trouble wrapping my mind around it. A cum dump, 35 loads, my hole so full of cum it kept leaking out of me like a faucet and they were saying I was moaning for more and more? I could not imagine it. I got up and walked over by the sling and watched the guy in it being fucked hard by another guy. I had been right there doing the same thing. As the guy started to cum in the guy I could hear them both moaning a bit too and I thought how did I stay out like that. When the guy pulled his cock out the guy in the sling jumped out too, a willing one it seemed. I walked up to it and stared into it and looked up at the mirror. My bud came up then and told me he was really sorry about that. I asked him did I really seem to be enjoying that. He said I sure did and my cock had been hard and throbbing the whole time and really erupted a gusher when I had cum. I turned and looked him in the eye for a minute. I then reached down and dropped my shorts off and hopped up into the sling and told him to show me. I wanted to see if I really had enjoyed that. He grinned and helped settle me into it. He then stepped back a bit and as I watched, he dropped both his shorts and jockstrap in one smooth action. He had one hell of a hard on. It had to be all of 10 inches and big around as my Coke can. I almost climbed back out of the sling at the sight of that monster, but got control of myself thinking I had already took that once so must be able to. He was smiling then as he stepped towards me and positioned his cock at my hole and said are you ready. I just nodded and in anticipation felt my own cock springing up hard. I reached down and pulled it out of my jockstrap and the he took my hand and pulled my up a little and guided it to his cock. He had me guide it to my hole and hold on to it as he started to enter me. Even with all the cocks I had had before my hole had closed back up fairly well so he had to push some to get in. It kind of hurt and then my hole gave in and he sunk in. I could feel that and then had to let loose of him and he buried it in me completely and he started to fuck me nice and slow. He was hitting that spot again right off too and my own cock was throbbing and tingling like crazy. After about 10 minutes of this he was getting faster and harder. It felt amazing. I then noticed we had gathered a small crowd to watch. There were murmurs going around about 'the guy' that had taken so many loads before and was back again. I zoned them out and looked into my buds eyes wanting to just feel this pleasure that was sweeping over me and yes I was moaning from the fantastic feeling. My bud leaned in and kissed me again running his tongue all through my mouth. He then really went to town pounding my hole and leaned in and said I am getting ready to unload again. I told him to hurry as I thought I was going to cum too any second. All at once he almost hesitated and then rammed hard and deep into me as he could and I could feel his cock throbbing as he was cumming in me. As he did he was leaning over me again and saying oh my God that is great to cum like this in a neg hole with my poz cum and my cock exploded again and hit me from my stomach to my mouth again. He then leaned over and was licking it off of me again and when he reached my mouth we kissed again and he fed me my own cum again. As we laid there recovering I started to wonder about his words. We finally managed to get up and he helped me out of the sling to applause from the onlookers. We both just kind of grinned and grabbed our clothes and walked back over to the cot. When we got there my ass was leaking again so I grabbed the towel again and wiped up a huge amount leaking out of me. I looked at the towel then for the first time and noticed that there were red streaks all over it where I had wiped the cum up from me. I asked my bud what that could be. He said that being a virgin ass until a while ago I had probably torn open a little here and there inside and it was blood. He then said something else I didn't understand about that helping to spread their babies better anyway. It was then I asked him about his wording. He said he had probably just fed me my last neg load to eat when we got done fucking. I just stared at him with no idea what he was talking about. He all at once gave a laugh and said oh hell I forgot for a bit you are supposed to be straight and don't have a clue about this. I shrugged my shoulders so he said get ready for another shock about your dream. He said they all had biohazard tattoos because they were all poz and none of them on meds either. I still did not understand. He just looked pained and said they were all poz and I was neg and every one of them that had fucked me were all poz too, so most likely with the bleeding I would become poz. I just stared not comprehending at all. He said you really are straight as hell aren't you and laughed. He hugged me then and said poz was kind of shorthand for HIV POZ meaning they all had it and I had been neg and did not have HIV. I probably would now though with all the amount of their toxic cum I had taken in me. I dropped onto the cot and asked "Oh, fuck, what the hell have I done?"

Part IV I don't think I slept very long, like a half hour at most. I woke up to my new buddy shaking and asking "You okay, buddy?" "Okay, just tired," I replied. "It's more than the heat," he returned, remarking the 151 Rum I had been drinking was powerful stuff. "I should be fine. I've only had four drinks," I replied. "Yeah, but I don't think you realize how much booze you poured into your glass. You probably poured two, if not three shots per glass, and that's an awful lot of rum in a single serving." I just kind of nodded, too tired to really pay much attention. "We'd better get you up so you can walk it off a bit," he commented, as he and the guy who had grabbed my ass earlier each took one of my arms, and helped me stand-up. My legs felt like rubber and I could barely stand upright. We were all laughing but I had no idea why I was other than they were. They tried to help me take a step and I was so groggy I almost fell over, even with them holding on to me. My lack of balance threw all of us all off balance with the result I fell on an empty table. My buddy let go of me and ended up crashing into another table, and the second guy pretty much fell on top of me. Again, we were all laughing, the two of them at me as I laughed at their antics. "Lucky this table was here to catch me," I noted, which only set them off again in uncontrollable laughter. With that I spaced out again. Only for a couple of minutes, as far as I could tell, as when I came around the second guy was still more or less on top of me. "What's goin' on?" I asked. "We're getting a cot for you, so don't worry," he replied, and sure enough, the cot magically appeared and I crashed, more than happy to sleep it off. Completely exhausted, I nodded out for several minutes, only awakening when I felt something happening to my ass. It felt pretty damn good, even if it was miles away. "What's goin' on," I managed to ask. "Oh, you're awake! Sorry, but your ass is so fuckin' beautiful I just had to taste it, like this," the guy replied, as he drove his tongue into my ass crevice. I just laid there trying to think, but it was hard to do with the sensations he was causing with his tongue up and down the crack of my ass. Then I felt something actually entering my hole. I almost jumped off the cot where I was reclining, but found I couldn't move my limbs. They just didn't work like they were supposed to. He kept it up for a while and then it dawned on my befuddled mind that my cock was hard as a rock and throbbing. Just then my buddy came back and asked "Hey what the hell are you doing?" The other guy stopped his tongue but inserted a finger into my ass as he said he just couldn't resist this nice ass and it tasted so good. My buddy told him he probably shouldn't be doing that with me about passed out and not knowing what was going on. The guy said I think he knows as he has been moaning for a while and I just felt his cock and it is hard. With that he stuck second finger in my hole and twirled them around a bit and when he hit a spot I didn't know was there I moaned again. It really felt great. He kept up the massage there driving me wild but still unable to figure out exactly why. They were talking but I really couldn't understand what they were saying much with my foggy brain. Just heard a word here and there. Something about dangerous, toxic, convert, drunk. Last word I caught I was pretty sure of that but not the others at all. Between being tired, drunk and turned on with my hole being used I couldn't seem to keep a thought. The conversation went on for a while when they guy said he thought it was time for something and my buddy said something like he found this hot too. He said go ahead and try and see what it is like. The guy then pulled his fingers out of me all of a sudden and stood up. This caused me to moan as it left an empty feeling. It didn't last long though as I felt something wet on my hole and a pressure and I was trying to think and thought it was him putting his fingers back in me. It sure felt like all his fingers at once though and then boom I felt my ass give and a large pressure going inside me. It hurt but only for a few seconds as he held still a little bit and then I felt the pressure going in and out of my hole and it felt like about every other stroke went deeper and deeper. He was definitely hitting that spot and I was moaning in pleasure now and my cock was throbbing like crazy under me. He kept up what he was doing for a while and then I felt him go in deep one last time and it felt like he was shaking behind me and grunting some. I could actually feel something warm in my hole but had no idea what it was. Then the filled feeling was gone as he pulled back. My buddy then was saying that was hotter than hell watching that. He told the guy to help him with me a bit. The two of them then lifted me up off of the table and next thing I knew they were laying me down. I thought they were putting me on the cot to sleep for a bit and kind of spaced out again. As I faded a bit I felt something around my wrists and it felt like my legs were lifted up and out. When I came around again a minute or so later again my buddy was looking me in the eyes and I could feel the pressure in my hole again. In and out and wow, hitting that spot again and my cock felt like it was going to explode. I wasn't sure what was happening but my buddy right over me like that then leaned down and oh hell, he kissed me and in my state of arousal I was kissing him back. He broke off the kiss and told me my ass was like velvet but I didn't know what he meant by it. He leaned back then and I kind of lifted my head up. I then realized my hands were held in place by some sort of chains and my legs were being held wide apart and my buddy was between my legs and as I tried to focus I all at once could see down there and could actually see his cock huge and hard. I then noticed there was a mirror on a pole overhead that looked right between us. I looked in it and my buddies cock was hard alright and going in and out of an ass hard and fast. Took me a bit before I realized it was my ass. My mind was trying to figure that out and what it meant but failing as that blasted spot inside there was driving me totally in orbit and I could feel it getting ready to cum but couldn't seem to figure out why since I wasn't touching it. Then I heard my buddy talking. I tried to sort it out but again was only catching parts here and there. Something about him going to cum, fill that neg hole, toxic again, going to be a huge flood, hole going to be ruined. I lost it again though as I was watching in the mirror again as he suddenly rammed his cock to the balls in the ass there and I heard him saying something about converting that hole good now and then my cock erupted and sent cum from my stomach clear up to my face. Probably the most cum I could ever remember producing. My buddy then was leaning over me again but now was licking up my cum all the way up to my face where he planted another kiss on me and as my mouth opened he stuck his tongue in my mouth and I could feel something in my mouth also and swallowed.

Hi it's Will After reading Jake's blog, I thought I would add something with his permission. This is because he has not been kind when describing himself. Jake is a bit embarrassed by his height. He says that he is 5.5 but that is a wrong. He is actually just short of 5.0. He has the most lovely blonde hair and beautiful, fuck and breed me now, deep brown eyes. He is very slim and smooth. At the time we met he had hair above his cock and pit hair, but being blonde, it did not stand out. I say at the time, because after our first weekend together he has kept his crotch and pits smooth. When he walked into the bar the night we met, I boned up instantly just seeing him cross the floor to the bar counter. I knew I had to breed him, within the next few hours. (Honestly guys which breeder wouldn't want in him.) I could see how nervous he was and if I was lucky, he'd be a bareback newbie. After he finished his drink so quickly, I saw an opening and made my move. What a surprise to find he'd never been fucked, something I intended to change within hours. Jake described the next few hours accurately, but I thought I'd put my spin on things. After getting him into the bedroom it took a lot longer than Jake indicates to get him relaxed and a lot longer to take my dick, especially when I wanted it in him raw. I had a three day nut load of seed and there was only one place that was going and that was inside Jake's ass! After I took his clothes off, I almost shot there and then and would have done so without self-control. Jake's body was and still is amazing. He was standing there naked. His waist is so slim and tight and his chest is skinny. He has a big 7inch cut cock, so its huge for his body size. His ass needs to be seen to be believed. It is small, but at the same time round and firm. I knew I had my work cut out to breed it, but that I was going to do. He took some convincing and lots of cock/ass teasing, but I know how to to get into any ass raw. As Jake says, I had him all over the bed and he did relax eventually. I teased his ass a lot with my dick, but Jake under estimated how long it took before I got in him. Once I did my cock was in heaven. His ass was vice tight and I had to be a lot more gentle that I am used to. I fucked him for ages, my cock hammering his ass walls with my pre seed. I slowly ground my dick into every part of his ass, alternating from slow to increasingly harder and deeper thrusts. Jake began begging for my seed. I knew I couldn't last any longer and felt the usual tightness of my nuts indicating that I was seconds away. I shoved in as far as Jake could take and pumped volley after volley of seed into him. It seemed endless. After laying in top of Jake for a bit whilst kissing, I turned him onto his stomach so my seed would stay put. I might add my spin on the foursome and the fuck club later if Jake allows it. Tot weerziens

FFuckin' hoT, man! Nuthin' like squeezin' in a little PNP before a family gathering.... Reminds me of the time I showed up for Thanksgiving dinner after a night at the baths. Even after a good shower, I swear I could still smell the Crisco and cum oozing from my ass - and Miss T was sweating out of me like crazy Would have like to have been your "curious cousin" at the family gathering - givin' you a big bear hug and feeling that harness under your shirt!

i love the sound of the black guy - my ideal type of guy - especially when he has sprinkled T on his cock (i love that) and being bred all night.....black guys are HOT.......i need to find me one to have as a boyfriend

Last summer I had planned out my vacation so I could go to Atlanta for 4 day weekend. I'd booked a room at the Cheshire Bridge Inn, essentially an open air bath house disguised as a very sleazy motel. I'd contacted 6 horse dicked black studs, none of them under 9", 4 of whom were dealers. I was very upfront, told them that if/when I was slammed I'd be an insatiable pussy for black horse cock. They all told me that when I got together with them I wouldn't have to pay for tina, but I would have to earn it by letting between 4-6 of their equally hung buddies fuck me. If I could get through all of them I wouldn't have to pay, but if I couldn't, I'd have to pay for everything. I also told them I'd never told anyone it was too big...yet. When I told them about my SF buddy they snickered "You t'ink DAT big, whi boy? Dayum , you got a lot to learn". I told them I've always appreciated a learning experience:) Had to cancel at the last minute; my car developed a serious mechanical problem and needed a very big repair, which took all the money I was going to use for drugs and vacation. We were all very disappointed..

Fucking brilliant! Easily one of the top stories here. The pace of the story is near perfect; as the sexuality builds, the character emotions do as well, including their thought and words.

Party is showing in BBRT's party section with 237 attendees at this time. Not surprising since LA has been waiting for a CumUnion party forever. Address shows in Lennox which is either unknown or scary to a lot of guys in SoCal. It's really adjacent to LAX, so prey centrally located for guys in the LA Metro area. I can't go to this one, yet look forward to the next...

Just swallow it. Ive been piss drinker for long time and never felt like puking when serving mens as urinal. I love piss.

The first time a guy ever pissed in me I wasn't expecting it. We'd set up an anonymous breed and go where he came in and found me naked and ass up ready for his cock and load. This particular guy liked for me to pretend to be drugged/asleep. I knew he had cum from his sigh and spasming cock buried deep in my hole. I expected he'd get up and leave, but he just stayed there. After a bit I could feel his cock kind of twitching and then I started to feel kinda warm and full and realized what he was doing. At first I was startled, but just as instantly got totally turned on by it. He pissed for sometime, and not just little spurts, this guy had some pressure and I could feel it going in. After he was done, he pulled out without spilling a drop (he was deep when pissing), dressed and left. I held it for quite awhile, but when I let it out there was easily more than a liter. Something else that is really hot is my piss took on his scent when I pissed later. The piss goes into the colon where fluids are absorbed. it is so fucking hot, wish I could find more guys who can do this.

I like pissing inside asses. Especially if the bottom doesn't know it's coming. I let him think I'm just recovering after shooting my load and am reluctant to pull out lol. I fucking love it when the warmth starts to spread and they reaiize what's happening lol.

PART 4 I spread my hole for Beau -- my head buzzing, my nips tingling, my knocked-up butt radiating hunger and heat. He swaggered toward me, his eyes nothing but pitch-black pupils. He grinned and let out a low, menacing laugh, then walked right up to my hole and positioned the flared-out head of his raw cock against my neg cunt. I'd never felt such an intense need for dick. As he teased my butt, my head dropped back, my mouth dropped open, and I let out a guttural moan. My torn-up hole pulsed outward toward his dick, trying desperately to swallow it whole. "Listen to me, pig," Beau said, rubbing his cock along the edge of my cunt. "Are you listening?" "Fuck yeah, I'm listening," I said, looking him square in those black demon eyes. "This slammed-up cunt of yours? It's gonna take a deep injection of my virus. Then Jake and Beau will massage my infected cum into the walls of your little jockbutt by pounding you full of a few more poz loads. And do you know what happens then?" "No. What?" "We pimp you out. We've already put an ad on Craigslist saying that there's a poz-friendly bareback newbie with his ass in the air, waiting for loads. And just before those twisted pigs start showing up to add their virus to the mix, we're gonna slam you again. You want some more Tina in your veins, slampig?" "Fuck yeah, dude." "You love that slam, huh?" "It's fuckin' amazing. I love it." "You've got my poz blood running in your veins now. You want my poz dick, too?" "Please." "Please what?" "Please destroy my hole with your fat raw cock." "Yeah?" "Fuck yeah. Please make me your poz brother. Please." "You got it, pig." And with that, he shoved in. The curved thrust of Beau's dick burrowed past every natural defense I had -- the muscles in my butt gave way to this beautiful cock dripping a steady stream of virus. And as he fed my aching slam-hole with his twitching dick, I felt a total weightlessness in surrendering to this man: his taut stomach muscles, his square-jawed cockiness, his biceps expanding and contracting as he administered a hole-annihilating butt-fuck. My cunt belonged to this young stud, and the walls of my torn-up butt gave way to his dick like molten wax. If taking a gut-ful of his poz sperm meant that I would be a little more like him, then I wanted every infected drop. I don't know how long he pounded me -- it could have been five minutes or five hours. I just stared into his black eyes and rode the euphoria of the chemicals rushing through my bloodstream and the virus gathering in my guts. But finally, the pace of his fucking quickened, and he broke into a grin. "Here comes my poz load, pig. You want it?" "Fuck yeah, I want it. Poz me. Please fucking poz me." "How much virus do you want in your boybutt tonight?" "As much as I can take." "No, boy. Not as much as you can take. You're gonna get a whole lot more than that. I want your cute little jockbutt gushing with a heavy stream of infected seed. And you know what?" "What?" "I'm flooding your guts with my virus...right...fucking...NOW." My hole, hungry for cum, grabbed hold of his raw dick with a velvet grip, and he sprayed his seed across the torn-up walls of my butt. He stayed inside me for a minute or two, until his cock finally stopped twitching. Then he replaced his dick with three fingers. Then four. Then a thumb. Still staring deep into my eyes, he worked his fist inside my butt, using his wrist to massage his infected cum into my bloodstream. And so it went: Jake fucked me again. Then Trey. Then Jake and Beau double-fucked my torn-up butt. Later, as we started lining up strangers to fill my cumhole for the rest of a long night -- I took 19 loads in all -- Beau prepared a new bloodslam. It was bigger this time, he said. And with Jake's fat dick lodged inside my butt, Beau pushed that Tina into my vein once again, and once again I felt my hole radiate with chemical heat as I coughed. Meanwhile, Jake plunged his raw dick into my slampig cunt. "I'm proud of you, boy," he said. "And you know what?" "What?" "I'll be even prouder to call you my poz brother." With that, we kissed, deep and hard. He looked into my eyes, all pupils, dark with pure animal hunger. And then, as I gave him a little nod, and he gave me his wolfish grin, he blasted another load of virus deep into my guts. THE END

That is so hot. My first few times were with my mother's boyfriend. Not a relative but she was shacked with a guy that recently served time. At first it was head and then he started coming into my room at night and telling me to take my pants off and roll over. He would mount me just using spit and slam my hole with his sweet cock. I use to fall asleep to the smell of his sweet cum.

My uncle (10 years older than me) started fucking me when I was 15 y/o. He would pick me up from school in the afternoon 2 or 3 times a week, go back to his place, and fuck my throat and ass. He would usually give me at least 2 loads before my aunt got home. Always BB fucking and would never pull out to cum. Always ATM after so I could suck his cock clean. He also would eat my hole after breeding me. He never sucked my cock. Also, my oldest sister's trailer-trash, red-neck husband fucked me weekly for nearly four years. He was always verbally abusive and manhandled me. He loved callin' me "cocksucking faggot." He was very tall (6'8"), thin, lanky with more than 9" very thick, uncut cock and very loose, low-hangin' balls. He loved to shove that big fucker deep in my throat, making me gag and choke on it. But he was more into fucking my ass. He would stay hard forever. He would fuck me, unload in me, not pull out, and just keep fucking as he worked toward his next load. He once stayed hard inside me for more than 2 hours, dumping load after load in me. He claimed he unloaded 6 separate times while fucking me. I believe him because after he finally pulled out of my ass, I sucked his cock clean of his cum residue and my ass slime and while I was spit-shining his meat, he squirted another load down my throat. Afterwards, he washed his load down my throat with a piss-chaser. He died from cancer about 2 years ago. I do miss him; I think I loved him on some level, romantically. He was definitely one hot fucker in the sack. Hell, I used to change my plans and alter my work schedule to get him inside me. Once spent an entire weekend in his bed. My sister was out of town for a week on a business trip. I showed up at his place Friday night and was there until early Sunday evening. We screwed constantly. Of course, we did take breaks to nap, grab a bite to eat, and shower, but other than that, spent the rest of the time fucking. He would awaken and would slide back inside my slumbering hole, pump another load in me, then drift back to sleep. I've done weekend-long screw sessions with other horny pigs, but the weekend with him was the most memorable. Yeah, I miss him a lot!

I piss 7-10 times a day -- so need a really THIRSTY boy who can handle sucking out/swallowing every fuckin drop -- then smile at me and say "dad, I'm still thirsty!" www.dudesnude.com/members/10207 Ernie = pshornyguy@aol.com