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***First off, this is total fiction, but I was inspired by something that happened to me a few years ago -before I was chasing. Now I wish this is how it had gone down.*** That day was a day like any other, woke up horny as hell. Only this time I didn't have to work and I was going to do something about my hunger. I got onto a few sites and weeded through profiles, until I finally managed to connect with a guy who needed a hot ass to fuck. Done! He was over in less than 30 minutes, and I was ready for him, face down-ass up on the bed. I heard him fumbling with his clothes and then that damned crinkling sound of a fucking condom. UGH! I wished then that I had lubed my ass with Vaseline so it could shred that fucker up, but it was too late for that. I just gritted my teeth and prepared myself for that rubber burn. I just hoped (for a change) that he wasn't too hung, that should make the burning rubber a little easier on my insides. It wasn't totally awful, and if he wasn't wrapped up, that is a dick I could spend hours on end with. But I had to get him to use a ton of lube just to keep me from feeling the condom. Eventually he got tired of pounding me doggie style, so he lay down on the bed and had me climb on top. I rode him good, determined to get him off and then get back online to find a guy who would give me some loads. When he was just about to cum he shoved me really hard off of him, and he was left panting with his dick firm and throbbing in the air. "What the fuck?" I howled. "I didn't want to cum in you," he replied, gulping in deep breaths. "Why? You've got a condom on," I complained. "I just . . . couldn't." He hadn't actually blown his load, so I climbed back on and started riding him again, only this time he didn't seem as into it -for some reason I got the feeling he was still worried about cumming. I don't get it. And after a few minutes he did it again, leaving my hole literally gaping open and starved. "Dude, what is the problem?" I asked. He finally blurted out, "I've got HIV! AIDS! Dammit, I can't take the chance of cumming inside anyone even with protection." Fuck this, I told myself. Faster than he could even register what was happening, I tore that condom off of him and dropped my ass down, raw and balls-deep. He was protesting and trying to get me off of him, but I locked my thighs onto him and rode like I was on a mechanical bull who was trying to buck me off. "Give me that fuckin' load!" I demanded. His eyes grew so big, he thought I was crazy for sure. "Are you insane? You can't-" "Give me your fucking AIDS!" I yelled at him. He was still pushing on me to get off, but I was riding him hard and his dick was still steel hard and buried totally up inside me. I think on some level he was loving being inside me the way nature intended, at least his rock hard dick was thrilled about it. We literally struggled and fought for at least five minutes, and despite him being significantly bigger than me, I had desperation and hunger on my side. And I won! Finally he stopped struggling and only a minute later he grunted and I felt that beautiful dick spewing toxic seed deep into me. Aah, relief. I stayed on top of him, not letting him out of my ass, determined to take every single drop his balls had to expel. Eventually he opened his eyes and stared me down. "Why would you do that?" Such a sweet guy, he was actually concerned about me. I grinned at him, determined to lighten his mood. "Hey, poz guys need to cum, too." "Yes, with condoms," he asserted, almost scolding me for being so irresponsible. "Hell NO," I retorted. "The fact that you have a viral load means you shouldn't ever have to touch another condom in your whole life. Your seed was made to be spread." "Yes, but you-" "-would have asked if I was really concerned about it. And if you'd told me up front, I would have insisted we go bare from the start," I assured him. "I still don't understand why," he mumbled. "Because you've been given the freedom to fuck and not worry about it anymore. It is the responsibility of the guy on the receiving end. If he's concerned about catching something, he should ask ahead of time, he should demand condoms, and he should probably find a safer way to get fucked than anonymous hook-ups." He was silent for several minutes, clearly pondering what I'd told him. But I did notice that his dick never softened inside my ass, not even a little bit. Eventually I felt his hands on my hips and he began to buck up into me. It appeared that I had done a little reverse on him and changed him into a gifter, and now he was turned on by the idea of delivering his toxic load into me. He looked deep into my eyes and grinned. "So, you want this fucking AIDS seed?"

Going Back Home (Part 1) My name is Tyler, I'm 21 (almost 22) and at 5' 10" and about 140 lbs, I have a tight, lean body, hair in all the right places and trimmed where is important. My cock is (probably) of that bottoms dream of at nearly 8". I left this little, one stop light town over 2 years ago with no regrets and never looked back. So why did I return for a long weekend visit, or person I could never forget, my best friend Chase. We were best friends all through high school and discovered a mutual love for gay sex one night when we had been put on a double date. I went out with some nameless skank and Chase took out my sister. Neither of us scored (not that I tried, my eyes were always on chases ass). We dropped the girls at my house and went with chase back to his place. Chase was an only child and his bedroom was very private so as we sat on his queen size bed in only our boxers or conversation turned to sex (as any 18 year old brain was centered). We were both easily turned on and when my had brushed his growing cock chase let a low moan out. I took this as my cue and moved in for more. Before chase knew what was going I had him naked and I was moving in for a kiss. That was the first night (of many) where I fucked him and bred his tight hole. We didn't know anything about safe sex and continued his regular breeding until the day I left. After I headed for the big city he took up with my sister and 'knocked within weeks of my leaving. I hard they had 2 twin boys and saw pics of the family. I had did not go back then to see the new kids, so you may be asking 'Why am I back I town' now? I had a plan and Chase was it! I came in for four days only contacting Chase, asking him to not say a word to anyone. I told him I needed to see him alone and hoped he'd be able to get away for a couple days. Since he and my sister never got married and he still lined at home so that he could give all his extra money to my sister and his kids. I texted Chase the second I got into town, getting a room at a cheap hotel I the edge of town. I asked fire a room I the backside of the property trying to give us some privacy. When I heard a knock on the door I knew it was my conquest. The moment came through the door and I could tell immediately by the bulge in his jeans, the smile on his face and the gleam in his eye he was happy to see me. It didn't take long before I offered him a 'drink', Coke with GHB to heighten his mood & help loosen him up (although I don't think he was going to need to it, the look on his face told me the he missed my cock). What i wanted the G for was to help introduce him to the joys of chem sex and to get him to beg for my poz seed. When I got to the city it didn't take me long to discover Tina and all the ways to enjoy her along with bottoming. I'm not really sure when I got pozzed, but I knew that I was toxic and prime to pass it onto my target. This was part of my plan to get him to come back to the city with me. I don't know if it was the G or his missing me, but we were both naked in minutes. Chase didn't waste much time getting my hard cock down his throat as I rubbed one hand through his brown hair and the other over his lean body. I knew what he wanted, but I had a better place for my saved up cum. I hadn't cum in nearly a month since I discovered my new 'status' (which want easy with the guys I knew in the city). I could tell if I let Chase continue his work he'd have me cumming in seconds before I stopped him and pulled him up for his first man-on-man kiss. He allowed my tongue into his mouth and I knew at that exact moment he would be mine! It was now my turn to orally pleasure my friend. As I kissed and licked my way down my friends skinny, slim body, I could tell how much Chase missed me as his fingers were tangled in my long red hair as I took his hard 7" cock into my mouth as Chase verbally let me know how much he missed me. While I had my friend a 'little' distracted I pulled out my Tina tainted lube (this is my social blend with enough T in it to get his so high that I'll be able to get him not only begging to be pozzed, but to go back to th city with me). I pushed his legs back and turned his ass up so I’d have better access to it. I leaned in to give Chase his first ever rim job. I knew this would (hopefully) break down all resistance in his body and allow me to slip in a shard or two ( or three or four) into his neg hole. As I began to lick, tease and stimulate Chase through his first rim job he couldn’t help control from moaning. I took a couple minutes to ask if he was liking my eating his ass, to which he replied, ‘Fuck yeah, you can do anything you want to me, I missed you.’ That was my cue and I picked up (what was probably) the largest shard of T I had and held it over his quivering hole. Chase looked up as me and asked what it was, I simply told him it was crystal and was about to rock his world allowing him to focus in on his hole and the infinite amount of pleasure he could experience. Without another word I dropped the shard on his slightly open hole before I pushed it inside. I then alternated between licking and fingering as I sunk the T in deeper and deeper while Chase moaned and said that he felt it burning. I kissed his inner thigh as I let him know that that was normal and would soon fade as I took a second shard and slipped in inside with two fingers, followed by a third shard. All the while I continued to lick and shove my tongue into his hole. By the time he was ready for the fourth shard his hole easily stayed open and I simply dropped it in. Looking down at my friend I asked if he was ready for me to own his ass? His reply was simple, Oh god yes! Since I knew he had not been fucked since I left town nearly 3 yrs ago I asked if he was sure he wanted me to fuck him like I used to and breed him. Not like I was going to give him a choice, but I did have some ‘specially prepared’ rubbers just in case. Chase was the typical dumb fuck country bumpkin, as I lubed up my cock with the Tina laced lube he told me that the few times he fucked my sister he never used protection. That’s why she got ‘knocked up’ shortly after I left town. He figured there was no way I could get him pregnant. I was thinking that this was too easy as I slowly sank my lubed up cock inside him, quickly bottoming out on the first stroke. I wanted the first few fucks to be memorable. I could see Chase slipping deeper and deeper into a Tina fuelled haze as I pulled out my pipe and began to get high myself. Chase asked about the pipe. I let him know it was the same stuff I dropped into his ass. He dumbly asked if he could have a toke. But in his position the only thing I could do was shot-gun the smoke to him. After a few hits form myself and a couple more shot-gunned to him, chase was well on his way to knowing the joys of chem sex. I dropped two loads inside Chase before I pulled out. The first time I egged him on to ask for my load, for me to shoot my dirty seed in him. On the second load I got him begging for me to get him pregnant. Each load was delivered with a deep passionate kiss.

(This is my first story - hope all errors are corrected and everyone enjoys) The longer I drove around searching for the house, the harder my cock got in my shorts and being that I didn’t wear underwear my shorts had a huge pre-cum spot on them when I did find it. The house was hidden from the road by overgrown trees, shrubs, and weeds; what led me to the house was an old faded, rusted mailbox with a bright yellow scorpion with a small red biohazard symbol painted inside its body. Turning into the drive way, my cock pulsed even more pre-cum into my shorts as well as onto my leg. Once the overgrowth cleared, I got my first view of the house and it was close to being condemned. All the windows were blacked out, the paint on house was peeling away and in places the wooden siding was falling off, yet oddly enough the front door looked to have been freshly painted in a bright red, and painted in the lower right corner was a yellow scorpion which more-or-less matched the scorpion painted on the mail box. I didn't notice, however, if this scorpion was pictured with a biohazard symbol, but somehow I would bet money on it that it did. Parking off to the side, my legs began to shake, perhaps out of fear but also perhaps out of excitement stemming from my anticipation of what was about to happen. Taking a bottle of poppers out of the middle console, I twisted the top off, shoved it under my nose and took a deep hit, not once but twice. I felt my body relax and my mind drift. I shut off my car, opened the door and stepped out in to the hot summer air. As I walked to the front door, my cock pointed the way pumping out more pre-cum, by the time I climbed the three stairs and was standing in front of the red door, the spot on my shorts was the size of a grapefruit. I knocked three times and waited. I could hear movement from inside the house and time seemed to slow to a crawl. Not knowing how much time had really passed I knocked again. Again I heard some motion inside the house, as a voice called out "Fuckin’ heard you the first time!!!” I stepped back as the door began to swing open. Staring back at me from inside the door was a older man, if I had to guess I would say about 65, wearing nothing but a pair of boxer shorts, that looked as if they were just as old as he was. You could tell that in his prime he was muscular, but time had taken a toll on him: his skin was wrinkled and sagging, and his chest was blanketed by a coat of white fur that tapered down to a trail that disappeared into the waist of his boxers and exited each leg, covering them in an even thicker blanket of fur. “I was looking…” I said, but he cut me off abruptly. “I know why you are here, you know why you are here” he said, as he turned, letting go of the open door and started walking back into the house. Turning again he motioned for me to follow. I did not hesitate. The inside of the house was just as bad as the outside: wallpaper was half hanging off the walls, plaster was cracked and in some places missing. I followed him into a room just to the left of a staircase that looked as if it would come crashing down if anyone attempted to climb it. He crossed half the room and turned before sitting in an old chair, as he did his cock poked through the fly of his boxers. He was uncut and as I got closer I could see that his foreskin completely covered his head. I could not help but stare. His cock was twitching, and looked as if it was growing and thickening. I watched as it continued to exit his fly and stretched out a good 8 inches and yet the foreskin still covered the head. I bet there was another two inches inside the boxers. I couldn’t help by rub my own hard cock as I watched. “You looking for mild exposure, moderate, strong or extreme exposure?’ he asked as he ran his hand across his chest and down his stomach. His hand did not stop until he had gripped his cock. He pulled back the foreskin some to expose the tip of his head. “Extreme,” I replied, licking my lips. “I thought so,” he whispered as he stood, still holding his cock. With his free hand he reached under his cock and into his boxers pulling out his balls and started to walk away telling me to follow him. We left the room and started up the staircase. The only sound I heard was the creaking of the staircase as we made our ascent. As we climbed the staircase, I could see he was slowly stroking his uncut cock. My mind raced as I asked myself 'Is this man going to slide his cock into my hole and expose me?' My cock throbbed, rubbing against my leg and shorts. Once we were at the top, he went over to what looked like a light switched and flipped it on and off four times, then left it on. What it controlled was no where to be seen. Opening a door next to the switch, we entered a dark room. Only after he flipped another switch did a red light come on so I could see I was in a very small room, each was of which was covered in mirrors. In the center of the room was a black wooden box, about a three feet high, three feet long and only wide enough for a torso to fit. Secured to the floor, one to each corner of the box was a pair of leather cuffs. The sole word 'Fuck' popped in my mind. “Strip, put your clothing into the box and lay on top.” I was out of what little I had been wearing before he had completed his sentence, as instructed, putting the items in the box. No sooner was I done when he pushed my back, so my chest and stomach were resting on the box. His hand slid down my back and continued down my ass crack until he reached my cock and balls. Wrapping his hand around them pulling them out from under me until they were pointing down the side of the box. He quickly worked to secure each of my legs in the cuffs. Afterwards I tried to move them, but saw I only had about an inch of play. Clearly I wasn’t going any where. He did the same to my arms. There was no turning back now. Bending down next to me, I could feel his hot breathe in my ear as he grunted "Now the fun begins." With these brief remarks he turned, left the room, shutting the door behind himself.

One man’s blessing is another man’s curse and for me I’ve got more than my share – an extra long dick (just over 10 inches), an extra wide dick (just shy of 8 inches round), and I shoot cum like a farm animal (up to ¼ of a cup a time). Truly. The dick? Well that’s thanks to my father for sure who was even bigger than me and the cum? Well I don’t know, could be him too, but the doctors call it Hyperspermia - a condition in which a man can ejaculate a massive volume of semen and and extra bonus is it comes with a high sex drive - thus my continuous frustration. Sex for me has almost always been a series of one frustrated encounters after another. Fucking size queens hit me all the time bragging how they can take me, how they love big dick, how they want my cum – that is until I split their hole open with just the few inches and then they fucking tap out and run. I’ve never worn condoms; my hyperspermia makes that impossible as the amount of precum I produce makes my dick so wet and slick they won’t stay on. That’s how I got AIDs – splitting bottoms open. I learned quickly a little blood was a given, a lot was expected and for me, doesn’t bother me in the least. For the bottom? Yeah they freak and make me stop. So to get by and try to relieve my constant need to nutt, I’ve sold condoms online full of my cum, made some pay-to-play solo porn flicks of me shooting, escorted trying to give facials or creampies, sold batches of my load to a fertility clinic, and I even created a Tumblr account talking about my curses and thinking I’d document those bottoms I found who could take me and wanted my POZ load. None of that really helped or panned out in the end. Just wasn’t the same. Have I fucked and bred a guy totally before. Yeah, of course, but few and far between and so I mostly have to be satisfied with a little oral, a little ass around the tip of my dick, then finishing off when I am home and alone. I want more, I need more, I need to breed and infect some ass and fill a bottom’s guts full of my cum – why else would God have given me what he did? I had frankly about given up until one day when I received an email: “Good afternoon. I am Dr. Mike. My practice has recently begun a new treatment regimen for some of my patients that I believe you are perfect for. I have many years of developing specialized, treatment regimens for my patients and would like to invite you to come to my office on Monday at 3:00 p.m. for a consultation. There is no fee for the visit or treatment regimen. Please refrain from all sexual activity for at least 48-hours prior to the visit so I can fully assess the volume of your semen output and your ability to ejaculate more than once for comparison purposes.” OK, I wasn’t exactly sure how this Dr. Mike thought he could help me since no one else had ever been able to. I tried to find what I could online about Dr. Mike and there was the standard fare, but his medical specialties did include treatment of HIV, AIDs, and other infectious diseases. What was surprising was how little there was about him. Most doctors these days have social media and site after site. Not this Dr. Mike. He was almost like a ghost – almost – but in digging through some chat rooms on the dark web I did come across a series of stories that mentioned Dr. Mike doing some pretty twisted, fucked up shit that made my dick drool and bounce and I quickly emailed him back to confirm I would be there. Dr. Mike’s office was located in Northeast Washington, DC, in an older brick building. I got to the office and rang the bell as the office was closed for the day. I waited a few minutes and then heard the locks turn, the door opened, and I was met by a man in white coat. Dr. Mike was in his mid 40s I guess, about 5”11, 180, and fairly clean cut looking and I thought handsome. He shook my hand, asked me to step inside, and locked the door. I then followed him through another door and down a hall and his office was like the rest of the building, older and somewhat run down looking. Near the end of the hall he stopped and motioned me to enter an exam room that was somewhat bare except for an odd table contraption bolted to the middle of the floor that was occupied by an apple assed guy. The guy was kneeling on a small bench part of the exam table on a pillow, with his chest on the table, his arms forward and his head resting on its side. A leather hood was strapped to his head, hiding his features and all that could be seen were closed eyes, his nostrils, and mouth that was slightly agape, relaxed. Leather straps wound around his calves, thighs, and he looked like a big Z splayed out. The next thing I noticed were several Polaroid Cube cameras attached to the metal table and on several small tripods all pointed to the guy’s ass from various angles. Yet, that was not the strangest part. I hesitated as I looked at the IV pole that was at the end of the odd table next to a set of monitors being watched by another man in a white coat who wore a medical mask that was inflating and deflating against his face as he breathed in and out. The other man was speaking softly to the guy on the table, “Time to dream little man.” I turned to the squeak of a metal stool being rolled away from a small table as Dr. Mike pointed to a chair by the door and said, “Please disrobe and sit in the chair here please.” I looked from him, to the other man, to the bottom. I was confused about what was going on but the sight of the that naked body looking like a sacrifice on an altar stirred my deep, dark desires and needs. I sat down in the chair, my naked ass sticking to the leather seat as Dr. Mike rolled himself close and flipped open a manila folder. “Normally I would want to do a full set of labs myself and an exam, but I received a copy of your medical file from your previous doctor and well – both your HIV and hyperspermia are well documented so I figured we should dispense with such pleasantries and get right to it.” My dick started to lengthen. Dr. Mike motioned to guy on the table, “Most gay men wait too long to get tested for rectal cancer. It is best to start young and technology now allows us to test in the office with High Resolution Anoscopy, but it does require anesthesia – a special cocktail of Fentanyl, Ketamine, Propofol, and a few other medications.” What the fuck? I knew what those drugs were, well at least I had heard of them and I looked again at the man in the white coat and the guy on the table. Fuck! They had drugged him and knocked him out! Dr. Mike set the open folder partially on my right leg, my dick now hardening more and stretching down my left. He started to ask me a series of questions and I hesitated and looked at the other man. Dr. Mike followed my gaze, shifted his stool to block my view, set his hand on my thigh in a reassuring manner and said, “Do not mind Dr. Collins,” and with that continued his questions and making the appropriate notes in his folder. “Are you currently off all meds?” I lied and said, “No.” Dr. Mike paused; frowned a little, set his pen in the crease of the folder and with his right hand reached out and grabbed the shaft of my now hard dick. “I need you to be totally honest with me if you please,” he said, “Unlike other doctors you may have seen in the past I need the unvarnished truth and not an answer that you think should be given or that you erroneously believe I may wish to hear. Understand?” I nodded and he asked again, “Are you currently off all meds?” This time I answered honestly and said, “Yes and no. I take them sometimes because…well I had read that if you do that then you can become resistant, and I just wanted to…I...” Dr. Mike smiled, made a note in his file, set his pen back in the folder and reached out again and this time slowly stroked my dick a couple times as he said, “Thank you for being honest. Yes, you can build a resistance and I will draw some blood so we can order a genotype test to confirm exactly which meds you are resistant too and then plan accordingly.” I moaned as his touch made me lose focus, but I blurted, “Yeah but I don’t want to take… or be…I…” Dr. Mike smiled, leaned in a little, stroked my dick a little faster and said, “Oh you misunderstand. Our goal is to INCREASE your resistance and viral count. That is what you want isn’t it?” What the fucking kind of doctor was he? My dick answered for me as it started to drool. The questions from Dr. Mike continued, “Do you use any recreational drugs? Willing to do others? Known STDs besides AIDs? Do you have receptive anal intercourse? Penetrated a bottom fully against his will? I imagine it is difficult given your size. Let me see – yes – I expect only a bottom with years of fisting could naturally take you.” Dr. Mike’s stroking skills were superior, that’s for sure yet somehow I don’t think he learned that in medical school. Dr. Mike continued with his list of questions and it was increasingly difficult to focus. Apparently satisfied, he closed the folder, rolled back over to the small table, grabbed an iPad, flipped opened the cover and showed me a video that had been paused. “This is Lucas,” Dr. Mike said as he tapped the video and it started to play. There was a yellow sticky note on the screen covering the person’s head, but from the wisps of hair that showed and the clothed body whose size seemed to match the guy on the table, appeared to be a shy twink of a guy - young but legal. Lucas had recorded a message verbally affirming he was legal, and his willing to submit to all ‘treatments and procedures’ as prescribed by Dr. Mike and Dr. Collins on that date, among the other stand release and approval statements. The video finished and Dr. Mike said, “I can assure you that the person in the video is the same as the one currently being monitored by Dr. Collins. Patient confidentiality requires that his face be covered even though you are now part of his treatment team. You understand? This is totally anonymous. You will never know his identity, nor he yours.” At the word ‘anonymous’ my dick spasmed and a long line of nutt drool proceeded down my thigh. Dr. Mike smiled in a way that held no warmth or humor. He then tapped the iPad screen a couple times, swiped, and I could hear sound as another video started. Dr., Mike adjusted the sticky note then turned the iPad around so I could see. In this one, the guy was naked, his arms out wide as he did slow turns that showed his hot ass and tiny twink dick. He paused facing the camera and began to speak in the same voice as the first video. The twink stated his first name, stats, and this time the message release statement was not the kind found on any standard form: “My name is Lucas Si…just Lucas. I am of sound mine and judgment and confirm that I have asked for a no limits fuck today. I am aware I may be unconscious and unable to provide further consent, but I DO consent. Totally. I want this. I want to get rape fucked by some big dick and be a total cum dump. Have totally been fantasizing about it for like forever and… well…so today it may happen – I mean will happen. No one is forcing me to do this. I am volunteering and WANT it. I also want it raw, no condoms at all, and understand the guy or guys who may fuck me might HIV+ or whatever. I don’t care. That shit don’t matter to me whatever they got. It’s all good. I’m on PREP so it’s all good. I just…hell! Is that good? Can we get this shit started? I’m horny as shit and need some dick!” Dr. Mike smiled that dark smile again and said, “As you can see. All legal bases are covered no mattered what may come. I am quite proficient in working within the boundaries set by my profession as well as expanding those boundaries as needed. One final note. What would you say – hypothetically of course –if there was an individual such as say someone like this young man you just saw on the video who in their mind can only imagine something like a big hit of G? Imagine how they would feel after the fact becoming aware of the full extent of the ‘party hole’ they went down. Also – hypothetically – wouldn’t it be a shame if the same young man BELIEVED they were on PREP when actuality they were on a placebo combo as part of a blind drug trial they had previously consented to? Especially one in which the results had shown rampant degradation of their immune systems due to other factors prescribed as part of their treatment regimen?” Damn! This was one fucked up doctor and with every word my dick pulsed and continued to stream more precum. I was stunned. I didn’t know what to say or what to do, but my dick did as Dr. Mike reached out, wrapped his warm hand around my pulsing shaft, and expertly stroked it. “I know you have tried to find bottoms that would allow you to POZ them, that would allow you to flood them with your fountain of death,” he said with a calm voice full of confidence in every statement. “I know you have no qualms making a bottom bleed. I know you always hold back when you have intercourse – physically in the act as well as in your ejaculation. That is unhealthy and as your physician, I must provide a treatment regiment that will ensure your full well-being.” I leaned back in the chair and moaned in pleasure as Dr. Mike’s fingers deftly worked my dick as he continued, “You have been given a gift – many gifts – and those gifts need to be shared – and so I offer the first of but many cum dumps for you to use, to mark, to infect, to enjoy in ways you never imagined possible.” I groaned again and licked my lips as my breathing got faster and my heart started to race. Dr. Mike suddenly released his grip on my dick, rolled his stool to the side, grabbed another clipboard, held out a pen with a disarming smile, but an evil glint in his eyes and said, “These are the consent forms for your treatment. Sign and date here – initial here – there.” He flipped the page, “This page affirms that there is no monetary payment due, however there is a co-pay of no consequence that we will address later.” I couldn’t put pen to paper fast enough and once the forms were signed, Dr. Mike rolled his stool back, set the clipboard down, stood up, gestured towards the waiting ass with his left hand and said, “My patient is waiting,” before he calmly walked over and stood by the tied up bottom. Nervously I stood up and followed: my raging dick leading the way and dripping my toxic cum in long drools with every step. Just inches from the unconscious bottom I realized how my dick was perfectly aligned with his waiting hole as if…as if Dr. Mike knew my exact height and other measurements and had planned accordingly. But how? Dr. Mike just smiled and nodded as I tentatively stepped closer, my flesh pressing against the bottom’s. I turned to Dr. Mike who said nothing, but just nodded. I gently reached out and inserted my right index finger between the waiting mounds of twink flesh. His ass crack was totally hairless, as was the rest of his body – whether natural or manicured – it did not matter, it was sexy as fuck! I slid my finger against his puckered ass ring and with but the slightest effort of pressure it slowly opened and sucked my finger in to the hilt. No resistance, no squirming, no fighting. The bottom suddenly let out a low, guttural moan and I yanked my finger back in surprise and shock. Dr. Mike just chuckled and with his hands still clasped in front of him like he was monitoring a science experiment of no regard, he turned to Dr. Collins and ordered, “A little more if you please.” Dr. Collins flooded the IV input with a wave of milky white slumber. Dr. Mike turned and looked at me expectantly. I had never really fucked in front of an audience and the whole situation was beyond fucking strange. Dr. Mike held out his hands, palms up in an apologetic gesture and said, “Given the current treatment, at least this time, I must be here to attend my patients – you and him. In the future – if you decide to continue under my care – I expect that will not be necessary and only Dr. Collins will need to monitor such aspects of your visits. However, my plan for treatment is that – based on your performance – hypothetically of course, that a first treatment may be such as we have today with the patient totally unaware and unconscious. Next time, maybe it will be a lighter sleep. The time after, maybe semi-conscious, but still restrained. The time after that? Who knows? You may find that having your way with someone completely restrained yet fully conscious is more to your – shall we say medical needs?” There was that fucking dark smile again. Dr. Mike was an evil, twisted, son of a bitch and part of me wanted to be just like him! I needed to fuck. I needed to breed that ass and knowing he was knocked out, anonymous, NEG, and that I might infect him sent me to the fucking moon! I stepped closer, lining my dick head with Lucas’ asshole. No, no names – this was just some cum dump – some dirty bottom willing to take any raw dick and I planned to POZ him good. This time I jammed three fingers all at once at that ass ring and just like before it opened, but damage was done. Dr. Mike issued a small chuckle and “Yes!” as I dug my nails into the bottom’s hole, harder and harder, over and over, yearning to break through the walls of his drug induced state to hear him moan in pain and beg for mercy. That never happened, which only spurred me on to finger fuck his hole rougher. I glanced to the side to see Dr. Mike adjust his own hard dick and I smiled. Yeah, that’s right, I could be as twisted as he was, just watch. This bottom would remember the day I bred him and when I finally pulled my fingers out they were nice and red. I then started to slap his ass – full on arm swings – and those apple cheeks went from white, to pink, to red, to shades of purple in no time. God damn I wanted to bust right then! My hand hurt from slapping him so hard and yet not a single moan or sound escaped those pink little lips that protruded from the leather hood over his head. While Dr. Mike was clearly into it, Dr. Collins seemed oblivious and totally focused on his patient and the monitors. Fine by me. I took a step back, slid my right hand up and down my shaft a few times to coat my death rod with my POZ, sticky precum, wiped my hands on the bottom’s sides, then grabbed the two biggest handfuls of flesh that I could and squeezed and dug in. I PAUSED, LOOKED AT DR. MIKE, AND AS HE MET MY EYES I SLAMMED MY DICK THROUGH THE BOTTOM’S OUTER HOLE AND BURIED MYSELF INSIDE HIM! The bottom’s body made no movement at all as I ripped him open. The pillow beneath his legs became stained. While I expected to see the waves of pain ripple through his body, his ass never clenched, never tried to push me out, never fought back. Somewhere between his fresh stab wounds and his brain all nerve impulses just faded away – thank you Dr. Collins! I clenched his flesh tighter in my grasp. I wanted him to be bruised, sore, and it was time to rape some ass. I grunted and growled as I pulled out and slammed all 10-inches+ of my raw dick into my victim’s hole and the more it got wet, the harder I fucked. My balls were bursting, ready to breed and infect this cum dump. My fountain of death was ready to explode like Deep Water Horizon and forever alter the world! I PICKED UP MY PACE, AND FUCKED AS HARD AS I COULD. I WANTED TO RAPE THAT ASS – HURT IT – INFECT IT – BREED IT – FILL HIS GUTS WITH MY LOAD! DR. MIKE WAS RIGHT – I HAD MANY GIFTS AND THIS BOTTOM WOULD GET THEM ALL AND AS I LOOKED DOWN AND SAW MY RED-COATED DICK I LOST IT – FROZE – AND SHOOK AS MY HYPERSPERMIA DELIVERED WHAT FELT LIKE A QUART OF INFECTED AIDS NUTT INTO THAT BOTTOM’S SHREDDED ASS. Oh yeah, in addition to shooting a lot in volume, my orgasm – my real orgasm which have been few and far between – seem to last for fucking ever and by the time my dick stopped spurting and I was able to let go of the flesh clenched in a death grip in my hands, I felt like I would pass out. With my dick still inside his unwilling hole, and streams of ass juice and my cum frothing out around my semi-hard dick, I flopped on top of the twink’s body feeling utterly satisfied for the maybe the first time ever. Dr. Mike was behind me, pressed his body against my naked ass and reached out and laid his right hand on my chest, “Please, if you could just stand back up, we do not want to impede his breathing.” Oh shit! Something about his touch, his body pressed to mine, the feel of his hard dick through his pants … fuck I don’t know – set me off again and I started blowing another load up that bottom’s hole without even another stroke. This one racked me to my bones and every spasm that burned through my body was felt by Dr. Mike who moaned and held me as I POZZED that ripped up ass all over again! When my balls were finally drained, my dick slid out of that beaten hole like a python that had just gorged on a herd of goats and was ready for a long nap. Dr. Mike stepped back, wiped his hands one against the other, smiled and said, “There. Now if you please. Get dressed and I will see you back here next Monday, same time,” and with that he left. (*From the author: If you like the story let me know - post a reply or give a reputation. Thanks to everyone who takes the time to read these stories and for the continued support!) (Dr Mike: Biohazard and Healer – all story links here - https://breeding.zone/topic/34692-dr-mike-biohazard-story-links/#comment-384265 )

I was in the doctor’s office for my annual exam. I had being seeing Dr. Phillips for a few years and I was pretty comfortable talking about all my health care issues with him. He knew that I was gay. Hell…he even knew that I was a bottom during sex. It was around 4:30 pm on a Friday afternoon and I was looking forward to the three-day weekend. I guess mine was the next-to-last appointment of the day. There was only one guy left in the waiting room. He was a slender guy, a little older than me, with average looks and short sandy hair. I didn’t pay much attention to him. After checking my physical responses, the doctor asked me the usual health and lifestyle questions. This year, however, my answer about whether I practiced safe sex was different. I told him that I had gotten fucked without a condom on several occasions. Surprisingly, I didn’t get the lecture that I expected. Instead, he asked me to explain my reasons for bottoming without protection. Hesitantly, I told him that I was becoming attracted to the idea of “bug chasing.” I said that I was attracted to the idea of taking poz cum. He said, “Are you aware of the risk that you might convert to being HIV-positive?” I relied, “I guess so. I haven’t thought about it that much yet, but the notion of routinely taking loads of some guy’s infected sperm is becoming increasingly appealing to me. It’s like breaking some wild kind of taboo!” The doctor said, “I’ve read up on this kind of behavior and it seems that most men professing a desire to be "pozzed" are really only engaging in an extreme sort of fantasy. Do you think that’s true in your case?” “No, Doc, I’m sure that that’s what I want. The whole idea turns me on for so MANY reasons!” When he heard this, his manner changed…more alert, more interested. He looked at me intently for a few moments, as if making up his mind about something. He said, “I’ve got an idea. It just so happens that the young man out in the waiting room has recently tested HIV-positive. We haven’t started him on any medications yet, so his Viral Level is extremely high. Why don’t I ask him to join us?” “You mean NOW?” I squeaked. I was still lying on the exam table, clad only in a thin Johnny that had been pulled up above my waist. I felt exposed and vulnerable. “Yes, right now! There’s no time like the present.” He then stood up, crossed the room and opened the door to the waiting room. I heard him tell his nurse that she could go home now. “Have a great weekend, Nancy!” he said. Next, he called out, “Mark! Why don’t you come into my office?” I could hear footsteps as the quiet young guy that I’d seen earlier came on in. He looked with a gleam of interest at my half-naked body lying on the examination table. The doctor said, “Mark, this is Alex, one of my patients. He currently is HIV-negative but he tells me that he’s been having unsafe sex recently in hopes of contracting the virus. Isn’t that right, Alex?” I could only blush in response. Mark stared at me with a wolfish grin on his face. Doctor Phillips continued, “It occurred to me that you two could help each other. Mark was telling me that he’s been getting very frustrated since his diagnosis because he stopped having sex. Mark, you don’t mind discussing this with Alex present, do you?” “No, doc! That’s ok. It’s just that I’m so HORNY all the time now. Do you think I’ll ever be able to fuck normally again?” The doctor then said to me, “You’re ok with this, too, Alex? We have your permission to help? I mean, you don’t object, do you?” I was confused. Help me? Help me with WHAT? I tried to say something…anything, but only a choked sound came out. “Well,” the doctor said, “the solution seems pretty simple. Mark, why don’t you go ahead and insert your penis into Alex here so you can commence intercourse. That will grant you the sexual release you’ve been seeking and Alex here can begin receiving the virus that he’s been trying to get. Go ahead, Mark, give him what he’s been asking for.” My head was spinning but I could only moan incoherently at the thought of what was about to happen. Was I just going to let this total stranger deposit his infected fluid deep within my bowels? Dr. Phillips voice brought me back. “Here’s some KY Jelly, Mark. Doctors always have plenty of that on hand.” At that, I felt a large stiff cock push inside me. Mark muttered, “Shit, doc! You don’t know how great this tight hole feels. You sure this guy Alex doesn’t care that I’m gonna flood his guts with my AIDS babies? Is that what you want, Alex? You want me to knock you up?” The doctor replied, “Don’t give it a second thought, Mark! It’s exactly what he wants. He told me so himself!” After Mark shot his first toxic load into me, Dr. Phillips insisted that he repeat the intercourse twice more “for good measure.” On my way out the door on wobbly legs the doctor slipped a small white appointment card into my hand. “I want the two of you to return for office visits until your HIV test comes back positive. Have a great weekend and see you next week!”

Two loads from my new volunteer buddy. The man has stamina and knows how to fuck. My legs trembled when he finally dumped his second load in me but he did make me cum handsfree which always is an amazing feeling. I was oozing precum until I couldn't hold back anymore. Love hearing and feeling his big low hangers slap my ass as he pounds away. Hope to meet again in the weekend.

Found yet another story on my ancient hard drive, as far as I can tell this was first posted sometime in the late 90's. ======================== Douglas was a walking, talking wet dream. He was 5-11, 160, had short brown hair, and the sexiest brown eyes you've ever seen. He was all toned muscle. No fat on that boy. His shoulders, chest, and abs were the envy of many dudes. He had been on the basketball, swimming, and wrestling teams all four years in high school, and had lettered in all three. He was every girl's dream date and more than one guy's fuck dream. Doug had no idea how sexy he was. He was completely na?ve and oblivious. He had dated only a few girls and never had a serious relationship. He rarely went to parties, and, except for the communion wine, avoided alcohol. His Dad was the pastor of a large nondenominational church in Albuquerque; and ever since he could remember, Doug had wanted to follow him into the ministry. He was 19, and had just finished his freshman year at Liberty University, a Christian college in Virginia. On the long trek back to New Mexico, just this side of Amarillo, his Explorer started acting up. He pulled off the highway onto a deserted service road. Poor Doug had one other deficiency?he knew nothing about cars. He was staring vacuously at the steaming engine when a van pulled along side. Horny Chris stared at the Boy for a few moments. Doug was wearing a white tee and tight, faded Levis that highlighted his perfect Bubble Butt. Chris saw the bumper sticker: Liberty University. 'Mmmmmm. Oh my God! A good Christian boy!' Chris was somewhat of a Twink himself. He was 24, and about Doug's height and build, but had blonde hair. Oh, yeah, and Chris was opportunistic, unscrupulous, Gay and POZ. He'd been infected during a night of wild whoring at the Midtown Spa in Dallas, and felt duty bound to induct whomever into the Gay STD Hall of Shame. And he had a special weakness for pretty, young, religious boys like Doug. He glanced in the back of the Explorer and saw that it was filled with luggage. Looked like the Kid was headed home for the summer. "Car trouble?" Chris inquired. "Yeah," Doug acknowledged. "It's stallin' out and overheatin'. I tried to call the Triple-A, but my cell phone doesn't work out here." "Mind if I take a look?" "Sure," Doug said. "Help yourself." "Name's Chris," the newcomer introduced himself. "I'm Doug. Glad to meet you." Chris gave the engine a once-over. "Looks like your radiator fluid's low. It's overheated. You need to let her cool down a bit?then fill her up. I've got some water in the van." "Good," said Doug, reaching for the radiator cap. "No!" cried Chris, pulling Doug's arm back. "You could burn yourself! Give it time to cool down." Doug nodded, wiping the sweat from his brow. "Thanks, but I don't want to inconvenience you." "I'm sure you'd do the same for me." A broad grin crossed Dougie's face. "So, you go to Liberty University?" "Yeah, you heard of it?" "My cousin went there a few years ago." The so-called cousin had flunked out. "I'm studying to be a minister. My dad has a church in Albuquerque." Doug was clearly excited about his calling, while Chris's mind was already in the gutter. "Wanna join me in the van while we're waitin? Cooler in there." "Love to!" the Boy agreed. Chris smiled at the Kid's enthusiasm and wondered if the Punk would still "love to" later on. He rummaged in the back and returned with a couple open Cokes. "Thanks," Doug said, gulping down the brew. "Oh man, that tastes good. I didn't realize how thirsty I was." He took one swig and then another. Within a minute the soft drink was gone. "Whoa!" Doug exclaimed. "I think I got too much sun out there. My head is spinning." "You all right?" Chris sounded concerned. "Wanna lie back? The seat reclines." "Yeah, thanks." Doug pressed a button that eased back the seat. His eyes were drooping, and his speech was slurred. He had no clue that Chris had spiked his Coke with GHB. "Hey man, you okay?" Chris sounded far away. Doug's head was swimming. He felt dizzy. His eyes were heavy, and he had no inclination to reply. "Here, let me help you into the back so you can lie down," Chris offered, dragging the drugged young man out of his seat. Overtaxed from all the dead weight, Chris positioned the insensate Youth on an air mattress with pillows to prop him up. He busied himself setting up a video cam while Douglas flaked in cuckoo land. With preparations well in hand, Chris turned to court the oblivious Young Man. He unzipped his fly and hauled out his 8 inches. "Hey, buddy, wanna protein shake?" He ran his Dick back and forth across Doug's handsome face and over his lips, leaving a trail of Precum glistening on his new Boyfriend?s face. "Nnnnnn... " Doug moaned, barely cognizant of what was up. Chris slipped his index finger in the Young Man?s mouth, prying his jaw open, and slid his fat, dripping Cock into the dazed Stud's mouth. With one hand on the back of Dougie's head, he began to fuck his Playmate's face. The Kid had no conception what was going down. Chris pulled his Dick from Dougie's throat, reached in his gym bag, and pulled out his Poppers. He held the bottle to the Youth's nose. "Come on," Chris coaxed. "Take a nice deep breath." The Teen inhaled, and his body shuddered. Bingo! Chris quickly switched the bottle to the other nostril and instructed Doug to sniff again. The high-as-a-kite Youngster did as he was told, and was soon floating on Cloud Nine. A low guttural moan escaped his lips. For good measure, Chris administered a couple more hits. Then he took his own half-empty can of Coke, and topped it off with whisky. He placed it to the Young Man's lips and made the young Teetotaler imbibe. Doug reflexively tried to spit it out, but Chris forced him to swallow. Having rarely consumed alcohol before, in congress with the Poppers and GHB, the Boy was totally fucked up. Chris shoved his Cock back down Dougie's throat, grabbed his ears, and began to fuck his face in earnest. When he felt his Balls begin to boil, he pulled out, jerked a few more times, and spewed his Noxious Load right onto Dougie's pretty face. Seven spurts hit Doug dead on. There was Jizz in his hair, his eyes, and on his lips and chin. Some dribbled down his tee. Chris scooped up some of the Toxic Spooge, and, with his nails, dug it into Dougie's inner cheeks and gums. "Be a good boy and take your medicine. Daddy wants so to give you AIDS." Chris slid Doug down till he lay prone and quickly re-aimed the video cam. He pulled off the Young Hunk's tee and marveled at the smooth chest, pointy Nips, and chiseled Abs. He leaned down and sucked and bit the manly Tits, nibbling at them real good. "Unhhhhh... Ooooohhh... Mmmmmm..." the inebriated Freshman moaned. Chris watched the Stud's Cock-Bulge balloon. "Oh yeah, I bet you're still a Virgin." Tweaking and twisting his Victim's Nips, he blew in his ear and licked his lobes. "Oooooh.......Noooooo...." Doug moaned, half conscious of the stimuli and how his body was responding. He may have been thinking no, but his tumescent Shaft sure as hell was nodding yes! Chris frenched him and kept up the titty torture. Within seconds Doug began to kiss him back. Oh yeah...a guy's a guy and a mouth's a mouth?Gay or Straight?it doesn't matter. Chris played tonsil-hockey with his Drugged-Up Play Thing a few more minutes. He traced his finger across the Student's lips, down to the waistband of his jeans. He tongued Doug's belly button and once again nibbled on those perky, pouty Nips. "Ahhhhhh!" Doug gasped, trying to push Chris away; but the besotted Youth was too far gone, and Chris had no trouble pinning him. He grabbed a rope from his gym bag, tied Doug's wrists above his head, then continued torturing the Cunt. He unbuttoned the Boy's jeans and slid the zipper down. Poor Dougie?s Cock was well-endowed but under-nourished, and the Kid's hard Rod jumped appreciatively as Chris slobbered on his Cock and Balls. Chris lifted Dougie's Ass and stripped his jeans completely off. Doug's legs were tanned and muscular, with a light smattering of hair. He fingered the Boy's quivering Pussy and felt it spasm beneath his touch. The Youth was totally at his mercy, his body screaming FUCK ME!?or so it seemed. With the video cam already catching every nuance of the Boy's enthrallment, Chris grabbed a digital camera and began to shoot pic after pic of the naked, aroused Nymph. Besides the carnal pleasure, Chris stood to make a few bucks off the Kid. He'd knew exactly which web sites to post the Teasers on. And the video?wow! He could make a mint off of that?once guys realized it wasn't fake. After taking several Polaroids specifically meant for DEO?Doug's Eyes Only (for Chris was fond of acronyms), he ran his hands over the dazed Teen's chiseled Bod, twisting his Nips and engulfing the Young Twink's out-of-control Joystick in the warm, wet recesses of his mouth and throat. Shit! The Kid's Precum was so saccharin and crystal clear. He couldn't wait to contaminate it with his own POZ Spooge. For on more than one occasion Chris had used the BUG to bond with another man, and Doug was just the latest to fall victim to his wiles. He placed Doug's legs on his broad shoulders and lifted his sweet, tight Target off the mattress. He slid his index finger up the Virgin Pussy and wiggled it against his Prostate. The Man Child began to buck and moan. He gave the Kid another hit of Poppers and another shot of booze. It was time to teach the Preacher's Son a lesson. Shucking off his own jeans and briefs, Chris lubed up his Demon Dick with some of his poz Jizm from the Christian's Cummy Face AND RAMMED IT UP THE VIRGIN'S ASS. Doug screamed in pain as Chris plunged his poz cock up the unlubricated Chute. Chris fed the Youth more Poppers, which he readily accepted perhaps because, subconsciously, he knew they helped. Chris continued to fuck Doug for the next half hour, grinding the POZ SPOOGE from his first orgasm into the Innocent's Ass. The Kid got fucked till his abraded Sphincter was caked with Cum and Blood. Chris pulled his death dick out and looked at the bleeding hole was pleasure. The once pure ass had been utterly defied, now it was time to corrupt what was left! Chris slipped it into overdrive as he felt his Diseased balls start to boil, his muscled body slamming harder and faster into the helpless and once innocent ass until finally he felt his balls draw up for another orgasm. He yelled out a thanks to his Master as he started shooting wave after wave of toxic demon cum into his newest slave. Fourteen enormous loads of poz spunk flooded the boy's ass, and Doug could feel every hot spurt. In a single afternoon the straight-laced Christian Fundamentalist had been transformed into a wretched Faggot Cum Dump. The sun was setting, and Chris dragged the Youth, clad only in his birthday suit, over to his SUV, and dumped him in. He stashed two plastic gallon jugs beside the wheel well, along with an envelope containing a few choice Polaroids and a note warning that if he discussed their little affaire de coeur with anyone, he'd be the next Gay Poster Boy. Yeah?like Chris wasn't already intending to cash in; but he figured Doug would be so ashamed, he'd never tell a soul. Chris looked down at the somnolent, defiled Youth stretched across the bench seat of the SUV. It gets cool in the desert after dark, and the falling temp would wake the Young Man up for sure. He wondered, now that Doug had had his first exposure to Gay Sex, the only sex he'd ever known, if he'd cum back for more. And then there was the matter of his Special Seed. Had Chris succeeded in converting the Boy? Alas, he'd never know. The fading roar of Chris's engine caused the inebriated Youth to stir. His eyes fluttered, blinded by the brilliant oranges of the setting desert sun. His head ached so bad. So did his Ass. He fell back asleep and dreamt erotic fantasies about some guy named Chris.

Aaron’s Gangbang Part 1 We got to the hotel room at 6pm. The ads we placed on bareback.com and other sites said to start showing up around 7 and it would go until midnight. You went to the bathroom to make sure you were cleaned out really well while I set things up. I put out several bottles of lube around the room and I got undressed. I was lying on the bed when you came out. The look of excitement was evident on your face. “I can’t believe we’re actually doing this” you said as you got on the bed with me, as naked as I was. I took your chin in my hand, looked deeply in your eyes, and replied, “Believe it. You wanted this and I’m going to make it happen for you.” You kissed me deeply and we rolled around on the bed making out, our hands all over each other. Your cock was already rock hard and mine was getting that way. I wanted us to have some time alone before guys started showing up. And I wanted to be the first for the night. Up til now, I’d worn a condom when I fucked you and I’d been on meds so I was undetectable. I’d been off them for 2 weeks now and there were no condoms in the hotel room. Tonight, you were getting pozzed, just like you wanted. We’d talked about it and both decided to go forward with it. I placed several ads for a bareback gangbang stressing this was for poz tops only. We’d had some great replies and had high hopes for the evening. I rolled you over on your stomach and spread your cheeks. Your well worn pussy lips never ceased to turn me on. One of the many things I loved about you was how much you loved having your ass used and abused. I started licking up and down your crack and then started sucking gently on your hole. You responded immediately with a low moan. I licked the hole a couple of times and shoved my tongue deep inside you. I shoved my tongue in as far as I could and tasted your clean ass. I’d been known to do this for hours, but for tonight, I just wanted to get it wet and make you more excited. For your first fuck of the night, my spit was all the lube you were getting. My 8 inch cock was hard and ready to go. My unmedicated precum was making the head slick. I had you turn over onto your back so I could see your face. I pushed your legs back so your asspussy was lined up with my cock and rubbed the head around the hole, giving you a little more lube. You moaned again, deeper, “YESSSSSSS, please!” I looked you deeply in the eyes again and said, “I love you” and shoved in. “UUUGH!!!” you cried out as half of my thick cock rammed inside you, stretching you out. “OH FUCK” you said. I kept up the pressure and felt another inch slip in. “DAMN that BURNS!!!” you hissed, but didn’t make any effort to stop me. I kept pushing into your barely lubed ass, forcing my way in. Your ass clenched up involuntarily from the pain, but you pushed out as best you could and I shoved in again and bottomed out. You had all of my 8X6 cock inside you and I held it there. I wiped the tears from your face and kissed you deeply again. I kept kissing you as I started to make small fucking motions. I started easing out some and then back in. I leaned back so I could watch your face again. I could tell you were slowly getting used to it, but the grimace on your face showed it was still hurting. I slowly pulled out to til just the head was in and slowly shoved all the way back in. You let out a deep breath between clenched teeth, but you were still meeting my fuck strokes, shoving back against me. I pulled out again, noticing it pulled out pretty easily, and noticed the pink on my cock. You had been torn a little from my rough, barely lubed fucking. I started moving in and out of you faster now, fucking you all the way every time. It felt so good, fucking you like this, so roughly. I loved that there was blood on my cock. It turned me on even more and I could feel myself getting close. I looked you, catching your attention, and said, “I’m getting ready to breed you. I’m so close. Tell me you want it.” You smiled and nodded, saying, “Please cum in me. Poz my ass. FUCKING GIVE IT TO ME!!!” I picked up speed, plowing into you again and again, and I knew I couldn’t hold off any longer. “Oh god, Oh god, OH MY FUCKING GOD, TAKE MY POZ CUM!!!!” I slammed into you and stayed there, pumping my poison deep inside your torn asspussy. “Goddamn motherfuck YES!!!” I cried out as I shot the biggest load I’d ever shot in you. It never seemed like it would end, shot after shot of infected manjuice kept filling you up. You said over and over, “Thank you, thank you, thank you!” I collapsed on top of you, kissing your face, wiping away more tears, and finally kissing you deeply on the mouth, never loving you more than I did right then. I stayed inside you until my spent cock softened enough that it came out of your used ass. You pushed me off of you and immediately crawled between my legs to get at my cock. You took it in your mouth and sucked the cum, blood, and ass juices that clung to it. I noticed it was about 10 minutes til 7 and knew we had to get ready. I had one last thing to do to you before anyone else got there. I reached into my overnight bag and pulled out a new toothbrush. If we were going to do this, we were going to do it right. You were already bleeding a little from my rough fucking, but I was going to make sure you caught IT tonight. I had you get on your hands and knees with your ass up in the air and slowly pushed the brush into your open ass. I brushed inside you, at all angles, making sure you were ready. You squealed a couple of times from the brushing, but stayed still. I loved the fact that I was brushing your ass with my toxic poz cum already in it. Once I was done with that, I put some towels around the room and put out a few bottles of poppers. There was a knock just after 7. A silver-haired hot daddy was at the door. I recognized him from one of the websites and invited him in. He saw you on the bed and immediately took his clothes off. He was in great shape and had a very furry chest. I noticed immediately he had a really thick cock that was about 7 inches. He was definitely going to open you up more. He grabbed some lube, slicked up his thick cock, and got up on the bed on his knees behind you. He shoved 2 lubed fingers inside your open ass and spread them wide to open you up. When he pulled them out, he saw the pink cum on them and winked at me. “You want this thick poz cock?” he asked you. You replied, “yes.” He said, “yes what? Tell me what you want.” You turned your head towards him and told him “Please give me your thick poz cock. Please fuck my ass!” He put the head of his cock against your wide open cunt and slowly shoved all the way in. The extra thickness of his cock spreads you even more open, causing you to groan loudly, “UNNNNGGGGHHHH!!!” The silver daddy started fucking you at a nice, steady pace, going all the way in and pulling out til just the head’s in. He fucks your cunt for about 15 minutes at the same pace, every few minutes saying things “take my poz cock.”, “Gonna breed you good.”, “Make you take my poz cum.” His rhythm picks up and he starts plowing you hard. Then, you can feel his cock swell up even more as he says, “Here it comes, take my poz cum!” He slams his cock inside you one last time and shoots his toxic load inside your stretched out hole. You cry out in joy, “YES, breed me, breed my hole!” He stays in you until his orgasm subsides. He pulls out and I see more red cum on his softening, but still thick cock. He gets dressed and quickly leaves. Part 2 cumming soon…..

Last week I was online at bbrts and was horny as hell. I was looking for some close hole to breed and seed. One of my neighbors that I have fucked and seeded before was online and he hit me up. He said he was in a rather slutty mood and wanted to get bred and seeded. Ok! count me in! He said he had a few others coming over to breed him and was that ok? HELL YES. I love the feel of a wet cummy ass when I slide inside. That wet gooey feeling is the best ever. I love sloppy hole. I said sure I would be over shortly. When I arrived the door was unlocked and I heard him say come on in. When I entered the room there was another guy naked on top of him banging away at his hole while both were hitting poppers. Of course my cock got hard immediately. He said he already had a load deep inside and was looking for more. The guy fucking him said he wanted to take a break and did I want to fuck.. Of course. I undressed quickly and took a few hits of poppers. I rubbed around his wet hole as my cock got harder and harder. OMG I so love that warm wet feeling. I was able to slide my cock nice and deep and started fucking. He was in my favorite position. He was on his stomach while I was on top. Both of us hitting poppers and I was kissing his ears, neck and back as I was fucking deep. I let my first load go! Fuck it felt so good and it mingled with the other load that was already there. I later found out the guy came and left real quick as he was late for work. After my load was planted deep I continued to fuck until the other guy said he was so turned on he had to go back inside. I got off and the other guy climbed on top. His cock slid inside and they both moaned as he felt my cum load deep inside. That is such a turn on. Trading off with another top as we plant loads deep inside. Nothing better than cum for lube. I watched as the other guy drove his cock inside deep and both were moaning and groaning with pleasure as the top shot a huge cum load deep inside..That got me turned on again and when he was done I went back in for another turn.. That silky feel of a man's wet hole never fails to drive me over the edge. I so love it. Fucking for me is so much better than oral. I shot another load deep inside. My neighbor grunted in appreciation. I got up to get dressed as there was another knock on the door and the next guy came in. When I left he was mounting my neighbor and I'm sure there was another load planted deep!

I posted an add on the almighty craigslist to be breed by some anon straight men. I get an email saying that a group of married men on business wanted to gangbang me anonymous. They texted my number with all their rings and cocks photos to show proof. I still wasn't sure if it was safe. Four on one? What if they wanted to rob me? But I took the chance anyways...I wanted my hole to be bred. So I got a hotel room in a sleazy hotel and prepped myself. I then got a text saying they were outside and to leave the door unlocked and have my ass up in the air. I put my jockstrap on, lubed up my cumhole and got into position...ass high in the air, face down. Ass up and ready to drain some nuts I hear a knocking on my door. I voice for them to come in. "There's that nice fat ass." They smelt of cigars and booze. "Can't wait to empty my nuts in that." Said the other I got so extremely turned on knowing that these random guys were going to unload inside me that my asshole began winking rhythmically. "Lookie lookie here...we got a winker." As one then slid a finger inside my hole. "Wink on my finger nice and slow." I began to flex my hole on his finger nice and slow and he began jerking his cock. "Time to breed this hole." I hear the belt come off and him positioning himself behind me. I relaxed my hole and he shoved it deep inside. It was painful but it felt amazing. He slowly began to stroke me deep and then went faster as he grabbed my hips. I began to tighten my hole as he began to cum inside me. "Jerry (Fictional game to keep anonymity) your turn." Jerry's cock was not long but thick and it certainly stretched me out. My hole was starting to loosen up and you could hear it as the lube and the cum was being mixed together inside my cumhole. After 10 minutes Jerry unloaded inside me. I had to tighten my hole from here on out just to keep the loads inside. The next guy had an average sized cock...but i wasn't complaining. As long as cum goes inside, I'm happy. This guy took about 5 minutes to unload but his load had to be the largest. He was grunting and breathing furiously for awhile while he cummed. "Who's last?" I asked teasing while I shook my ass. "Oh this cumwhore is still game eh" The last guy said as he smacked my ass hard. He slapped my ass a few more times before he entered me. He had the biggest dick out of all of them and knew it. He started out with a moderate stroke, letting me get used to it and then grabbed my hips and began thrusting deep inside my ass. My head dropped due to the extacy. "Yea take that fat dick." My hole was ridiculously sloppy now with all the loads and this huge dick inside my ass pounding away. The sounds from my sloppy hole being plunged turned him on and he fucked me even harder until he came inside me. I had taken 4 loads from men I don't even know what they look like! I was turned on so much arched my back even further to show them my handy work. "Stay there, we want pictures and video." So I stayed put...willingly obliging them to look at my destroyed cumhole. "Wink for us." I began winking as fast and hard as I could. "Now push out our loads in my hand." My hole sputtured out their loads for several minutes. He then smacked my ass with all the loads and rubbed it all over my ass. "Thanks for that hole, slut" I winked my hole at them a couple times on the way out as they laughed. Best saturday night ever

I'm so fucking horny, and I need poz cock in my ass. This chapter is dedicated to PartyandBreed. CHAPTER 8: I woke up late the next morning, Mike’s body next to mine fast asleep, and my hand resting on my piss-hard cock. I pull on it a few times, but realize there’s no way my balls are getting any relief with my bladder so full of piss. I pull back the blanket and sheet from my naked body doing my best not to wake Mike – I think he needs the rest after last night. I have no idea know how many loads Mike took last night, but I know he was exhausted driving back. Those thoughts need to wait, though, I need to piss now! I quickly get up, as much as I’d love to hose Mike down, I don’t need to piss in the bed. Standing at the toilet, my cock pulsing, I’m trying, but I can't push it down far enough to go. I try sitting, and still, with the raging stiffness of my cock, no matter how far I push, my bladder simply won't release its golden nectar from this angle. “FUCK!”, I scream out in my head. I get in the shower, and attempt to relax, my cock standing rock hard against my pubes, my balls tight against the base, and ... “ohhhhh… ohhh yea” ... it starts. It feels so nice to relieve the pressure. My balls are aching I’ve had to piss so bad. The hot liquid begins as a dribble, and then grows steadily into ‘Old Faithful’. The strong, hard stream is soon showering my chest, and eventually over my head. The golden stream cascades over my body, covering me in my own special salty, pungent, and dark yellow brew; it smells, but fuck, it feels so good to let it out. I quickly take a shower to rinse, and dry off, then I wish I hadn’t – the thought of my body covered in piss makes my cock return to full mast. I get back into the bedroom, and look at Mike, still fast asleep. “Screw him”, I think, I seriously intend to take care of this swollen prick. I pull open the drawer of the nightstand and grab the bottle of Gun Oil Mike and I usually use to fuck. I think, “This morning it will just have to be me”. I’m just about ready to flog my cock when the doorbell rings. “Who the fuck?”, I wonder. I look at Mike, he’s almost sweet and innocent when he’s sleeping … but, he’s still sleeping. Irritated, I make my way to the living room, not bothering to put anything on, my heavy, hard cock bouncing around violently with each step. When I get to the door and peep out the hole I see Chris and instantly a smiles comes over my face, and precum forms at the tip of my cock. I open the door. "Fuck, it's cold this morning, babe", he says as the door opens, and a blast of chilly air hits my dick like a ton of bricks. I quickly let him, “Are you always so fucking hot!", adding, “You should always answer the door this way”. He cups his cold hands under my balls, "Wow, … whoa dude!", I yelp, as I jump back from his freezing touch, "Watch the boys; they hate the cold!" He grabs my face and pulls me toward him; our lips meet, and Chris’ tongue is instantly in my mouth. His clothes are cold though, and against my naked skin, even though that magical tongue of his is stoking my furnace. I can feel his denim-clad hard cock pressing against me as our kiss lingers. I grab his ass, pull him in closer, and crush my hard-on filled crotch against that pent up poz cock. "Fuck, babe, I’m so fucking horny to breed you right now!", he says, pulling his mouth from mine, and looking me straight in the eyes. The eye contact, punctuated with kisses, says what we’re both thinking; we both want more of his poz cock and cum inside me right now. A small groan escapes me as he pushes me hard against the wall and the kissing continues, his tongue invading my mouth, before I can say or do anything. He lifts my legs and I fall into him, and as he’s cradling me in his arms, he carries me up to my bedroom. Our mouths are locked in a deep French kiss the entire way – our tongues in a battle to the death. As we enter the room I see Chris’ eyes wonder and I turn my head to look – Mike is still fast asleep, “Guess he’s worn out”, Chris says with a grin between kisses. Ignoring Mike he throws me on the bed, and I bounce from the force. I look over at Mike, but so far nothing. "Show me that ass, babe; get those fucking legs in the air, spread your hole for me," Chris roars in his most commanding voice. I pull my legs up and wrap my arms around my knees, exposing my hairless hole to him. He pushes my ass up further in the air with his hands, and his mouth plunges into my asshole, I feel his tongue sinking deep inside me. Right now I couldn’t give one fuck if we wake Mike. “Oh fuck … oh fuck … eat my hole! Oh fuck yea I want it”, “yea", his only response as I’m moaning loudly from the feeling of his tongue darting in and out of my ass. Chris is making me crazy, "Eat my ass Chris; Fuck yea, that's it, fucking me with that tongue!" He is, and the faucet of precum between my legs is leaking all over me. A big dollop drops into my open mouth and I savor it as he continues. Obviously wanting more, he pushes me up further, and his mouth devours my ass like a starving man at a buffet. The shift in my body causes my hard wet cock to fall even more directly over my face, and, with some concerted, long strokes the precum flows right onto my tongue. I’m savoring my cock's emissions, as the clear gooey liquid slides over my tongue and I gulp it down my throat. Part of me wishes this was Mike’s precum I’m eating, but I’m horny, and I’m well and good at eating my own right this moment. Chris’ face is wet and greasy looking when he pulls his mouth off my ass. His tongue wiping his mouth clean in one swipe, as he looks at me lustfully, then smiles. That's when I reach up and grab onto his shirt and pull him into me. Our mouths meet, as do our tongues, and the kiss is passionate, yet masculine; another lover’s kiss. I spread my legs wide, as his clothed body falls into mine. I can feel his weight on my naked frame – his groin pushing into mine. That cock of his humping into me with a simulated fucking motion from his hips, our kiss is still strong, and I’m holding onto him tighter than before – I may be falling for Chris. He jerks his lips from mine and in one quick motion, gets up off my body, and is standing next to the bed. His hands frantically working the buttons of his dark red collared shirt. I reach up, grabbing his belt to assist, and work it out of its buckle. As his shirt opens and his hot chest is exposed, I’m able to see the elastic ribbing of his boxers, I start to salivate and that drives me to continue working on his pants. Finally, he’s standing there, only in those boxer shorts; I smirk at the “It isn’t gonna suck itself” verbiage printed over the front of them. He gives me his best “I’m gonna breed you” eyes and I grab at the tented cloth feeling his hard, thick girth of cock. I pull the boxers from his body, suddenly realizing I need that poz cock more than I knew. He’s hard, and its standing up past his pubes, snaking its way toward his belly button. Chris must be seriously horny for my ass, there’s already a small clear bubble of pre-cum oozing out of the slit. I get a moan from him as I lean forward, and lick it up, wiping my lips with the tip of his cock. With a gentle, but firm push, he pushes me backward, and we both fall to the bed. His naked body now against mine, his positive cock touching my neg cock. “I might be poz now”, my mind starts to wonder and he can see the conflict on my face. “You ok babe … you with me?”, he asks. “I’m good … I was just … I was …”, “Wondering if you were poz…”, another voice quickly interjects, its Mike. We both look at him like we’ve just been caught fucking on his Mom’s “good sofa”. My stern look turns to one of slight worry. “Did I really get infected with HIV?”, I think. Mike doesn’t hold out and grins at the both of us – raising his eyebrows for effect. He then produces the two envelopes from last night’s shenanigans and hands the one with my name on it to me. This is almost killing my moment with Chris but when will ever be the right time? “Find out at the same time?”, he asks. I look at him, still not certain but I nod, “Just open the top flap enough to see the color, don’t show us yet”, he says. We both, as privately as is possible, peel back the top of the envelope. I’m pretty sure neither one of them can see the color of my card – I can’t see Mike’s. Then, just in that second, Mike folds his envelope flap down and simple says, “Ok”, and sets the envelope back down without saying another word. Chris and I just look at him incredulously, with eyes that say, “WELL!?”. He doesn’t say a word and simply gives us both a cryptic smile. I groan and push the flap of my envelope down, sitting my envelope down on my side of the bed without saying a word. Chris is sitting on top of me hot and horny, I want him so much right now, “FUCK!” comes out of my mouth and I kiss him, our tongues immediately in each others mouths. I grind my crotch into him to let him know I’m in the mood to be fucked rather than play games. I lift my legs, wrapping them around his ass, exposing my asshole to his cock, until I could feel the tip of that large, poz cock head pressing against the lips of my asshole. In the matter of just a few seconds we are ignoring Mike again, and those pesky envelopes, and return to the sex at hand. He presses against me slightly, and my body stiffens, as the large girth of his cock finds its way into my body. Honestly, I’m still a little sore from last night, and I know what’s coming. I know the couple of minutes will be a little uncomfortable until it turns into an incredibly hot fuck. I can see Mike watching us, jacking off, but I’m focused on Chris and what he intends to share with me. I hold my breath as the full length of his huge cock penetrates my ass. When he’s completely inside of me, he stays there motionless for a moment, other than his tongue, which is doing its best to touch every spot on the inside of my mouth. With all 8.5 inches of him inside me, precum is now free-flowing from my cock again and its going all over me, him, the bed … everywhere; the fucking has barely started and I’m completely wet. Slowly, his hips begin to stir, and his cock moves slightly. "Oh yea, fuck me Chris! Fucking breed me" I moan, as he pushes and pulls ever so slightly against my ass lips. The discomfort is gone and I begin to gyrate my hips, desperate to get my ass pumped full with another load of that unmedicated cum. I know my status now, at least according to last night’s test, “Chris please fuck me… please”, I moan. I’m ready for him to dump another big load in me before I show either one of them, though. Chris responds to my movements immediately, plunging his mammoth cock deep inside me, “Uhhhhhhhhhhhhh…. Ahhhhhhhh…..”, causing me to scream out with pain, it hurts, but it hurts so good. Chris’ enormous poz dick is so far up my ass right now, I can nearly feel him pressing against my bladder. “Ahhhhhh…. So good… so fucking good”, he moans. Chris isn’t fooling around, he’s horny, and he intends to give me a hard ride. He’s pumping his hips rapidly up and down in my ass filling me; I can feel his fuck tube, hard and tight, hitting my ring. His heavy balls slap my ass cheeks, and make that skin-on-skin sound with each thrust of his hips. Fuck his balls are huge, just like his cock, and I know they are full of his virus – the same virus he intends to plant in my ass. They hang well below the base of his cock, in a large hair-covered sack, which is swinging wildly now, as his body rocks against mine. “Ohhhhhh fuck … fuck me Chris, breed me … fucking breed me”, we both groan as his big poz dick pummels my asshole. “FUCK!! Give it to me Chris … gimme more of that unmedicated load … fucking poz my hole”, I blurt out. “Fuck yea!”, I hear Mike moaning as he’s jacking off, he’s getting off to our sex. I think Mike has been trying to get me poz for a long while now, and him jacking off, listening to be beg for the bug confirms it. He sticks a finger into his precum and reaches over feeding it to me. An “Mmmmmm” escapes my lips as I lap up his fluids. Chris is such an intent top, you can see it on his face, its as if he’s concentrating on an algebra test. All he can do is pant and try to breathe, as he works up a load to pump from his body into mine. I know Chris is intent on being my gifter, we kind of established that last night. I have no intention of stopping him from fucking me full of his HIV; I’ve become a bug chaser. I feel his cock begin to swell larger, his balls working hard to fill me with a large gushing load of white hot toxic male seed. It’s so hot thinking that Chris and I are not just fucking we are intentionally trying to infect me with HIV; this is clear to us. A few months or so ago I might have been nervous about all of this but Mike convinced me to go bareback with Chris, Mike convinced me to take that first poz load, and Mike convinced me to take loads at his conversion party. When I’m HIV+ Mike will be as responsible for my infection as Chris or anyone else. Here we are like a lot of times before it, Chris fucking my ass, and Chris about to share a load of infected semen with me. I subconsciously mouth the words, “He stopped taking his medication”, as he’s banging my ass, “Ohhhhhhhhhhhh fuck! FUCK!! FUCK!!”, I cry out loud as I think about that. “Did…”, I start to speak but cut myself, “…you do that just for me”. “Did what babe?”, I hear Chris. “Just fuck me… fuck me Chris, give me that load”, I speak up so I don’t have to explain all the thoughts bouncing around in my head. My musings haven’t registered with him and I can tell by his groans that the sex is bringing him closer and closer to the edge. “Ahhhhhhh… ahhhhhhh… babe….. oh fuck…. So close”, he moans out. One final hard thrust and his cock begins to spew its toxic load deep inside my ass. I can feel the warmth of his sperm coating my insides as he squirts deep. "OH FUCK YEA!!! FUCK!!! FUCKING TAKE IT!!”, Chris screams, as the load pumps into me. I keep grinding my hips into him, wanting him to spray paint every square inch in my rectum with that special spunk. When his hips stop gyrating into me, and he seems spent, I’m going to milk him for every last drop. I love the feeling of his huge cock in me, just resting, knowing he’s dumped his cargo. Even as he’s just laying there, that fat cock motionless inside me, I’m in total bliss. I know Chris just sent another infected load from his body into my accepting body. I’ve become a poz cum receptacle for him. Chris falls on top of me exhausted. My legs are still tightly wrapped around him, and for at least a moment or so, his wet cock remains lodged in me. I wrap my arms around him; and, with one quick jerk, I spin us around, until I’m lying on top of him. His eyes open instantly, as he looks up at me. I push myself up, until I’m on my knees, as I sat on his crotch. My cock is hard and leaking, sticking straight up against my bare pubic bone, as I look down at my sexy gifter. His cock is still wedged in me, but I can feel it shrinking. I pulls myself free from his cock, and lean forward, my precum making a huge mess on this chest. It’s at that moment Mike perks up, “Don’t move babe … time for round two”, he says. Mike hops up and moves so his legs are over Chris’, he intends to breed me, with me hanging over Chris’s body. Mike groans, “Ahhhhhhhhhh… hang … hang… ahhhhhhhhhh … yeah”, and the cock of the other man I love glides easily into my cummy ass. “Ohhhhh fuck yeah”, I moan, ignoring Chris for a moment, even though I know I’m soaking him in precum. I feel four sets of hands on my body, Mike pushing me down and forward a bit, so he can more easily ride me. I kiss Chris and moan against him as Mike starts to ride my ass. “Ahhhhhhhh…. Fuck yeah, … breed me Mike … fucking breed me … fucking …”, I moan but he’s interrupts, “Ahhhhh…. So good … don’t move”. I feel something odd like paper on my back and then he’s holding an envelope in front of my face, “That’s you babe”, but I can’t open it as I’m using both hands to brace myself. “Chris … please”, I groan. Chris grabs the envelope from Mike. Mike’s fucking motions have almost stopped, he’s all the way in though, and I can feel his cock throbbing. Chris opens the envelope, looks at it, and then pulls out a blue card holding it up for me. The card reads, “NEG” in big, white letters. I’m not entirely surprised, but my only response is a meager, “k”. My mind wonders and now I want to know what’s on Mike’s card. I squeeze down on hiss cock to remind him I’m still impaled on his dick and I still expect to be bred. Mike holds another envelope in front of my face ... “Mine”, he says, “He’s such a drama queen sometimes”, I think. He holds completely still, opening the envelope. He hands the card to Chris, and pulls out, and pushes back into me hard. I still can’t see the card, but Mike wasted no time in returning his focus to my ass. Then Chris let’s out a, “Fuck yea!” and slowly turns the card around to show me, its red and reads, “HIV+”. I wrap my hand around my hard cock, and stroke more of my leaking pre-cum from my shaft onto Chris’ chest. It’s oozing from the slit, and mixing with the hairs on his chest. Chris is now watching me intently as Mike picks up the pace. I tighten up my ass muscles to resist some until the head plunges all the way into my asshole. He pulls back and gives several quick, hard pumps and I jump as pushes hard and the head of his now poz cock is completely swallowed into my dark warm hole. “FUCK!”, I moan, “FUCKING breed me Mike!”. I know Mike gets fucked a lot, and probably took loads from everyone last night, but I also know he loves hot verbal and my begging is definitely working. Mike wanted to be infected, and now he is; and now he’s trying to give it to me. Good luck to him … I think Chris has already punched that ticket for me, but that shouldn’t stop me from goading Mike into a wild fuck. “I want it Mike … I want this … I want it so bad … fuck me”, I moan into Chris’ face as he’s leaning up to kiss me. “Fuck yea … pozzing my first hole”, I don't want to move around too much, I just want him to go for it and breed me deep. My asshole relaxes around the his cock as he’s pounding me. Mike pulls almost all the way out, fucking me with short, rough jabs, then his cock sinks deeper into my asshole, until my pelvic bone is nearly shoved up tight up against Chris’ face. Mike's cock is rock hard, filled with poz blood, I know very soon I’m getting my second load of unmedicated poz sperm this morning. I’m so fucking horned up from Chris, and now Mike, working me over that my cock and my mouth are drooling. Chris leans up to me and some of my drool literally goes right into his mouth. “Ahhhhhhh… ahhhhhh… fuck I love that ass babe”, Mike moans, as Chris and I start kissing again. Chris’ hands move from my chest to my hips and his grip helps my legs tighten up and keep me stable as Mike lays into me hard and heavy. I know Mike is intent on trying to poz me, so I reach back, pulling him deeper into me. I want his load, I know I’m ready for a serious breeding, and I want to be sure he knows it too. “Do it Mike … fucking nail me … fucking knock me up”, I start speaking directly into Chris’ open mouth. Mike grabs my hips and the pace of the fucking picks up. I look at Chris’ sexy face, with his brown hair, Mike is pumping my ass up and down. My cock is all over the place between Chris’ nipples … my precum is slinging out all over the place in small threads as my asshole puts a death grip on Mike’s poz fuck stick. Mike begins to moan out loudly ... "OH FUCK YEA! FUCK! OH FUCK ! HARD! JUST FUCKING LOVE THAT ASS KEVIN, FUCKIN’ LOVE THIS!!!" He goes on and on, as his cock violates my insides. Part of me feels like I’m riding his cock almost like a cowboy from Texas riding a wild bull. I plant my hands further into the bed, and push my ass back against his cock, causing our fuck to be even harder; all while trying to kiss Chris. At one point, I think my bed is going to collapse, we’re bouncing on it so hard. Mike moves his hands down, and is pushing his body up to mine, he’s fucking his cock down into my ass. Mike is jackhammering me, trying to get his seed in as deep as he can. We fuck like that for a while with him fucking me hard like the fucking pig sluts that we were. I haven’t even cum once; I'm not even sure if Mike cares, but my cock is rock hard, as he’s plunges in and out of my stretched hole over and over. I move my face into Chris’ neck, my ass high in the air waiting and wanting his poz load as he rides that hole. "Oh Fuck, baby; OH FUCK! I’m going to cum ... HARD!!", he says lashing out at my back, and I do my best to grip his cock tighter with my ass. I move my face into a kiss with Chris and his hands find my the steel girder between my legs. That last bit triggers something in both of us, because we begin to buck like animals, pounding away on each other, his cock slamming into his ass, hitting faster and deeper. “UHhhhhhhhhh…… uhhhhhhhhhhhhh…. “, I hear him, his orgasm coming fast. Then it happens, his cock begins to pump massive loads of freshly infected HIV+ jizz into my wet, well-fucked hole. It’s fucking wild; I can feel his balls tighten up as they pump, spewing huge globs of cum. Its amazing that Mike literally just found out he’s HIV+, and now the first poz load he spills is being jettisoned from his cock slit, deep into the darkness of my body. I swear if Mike cums any harder I’m going to taste his jizz. “Ahhhhhhhhhh……Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…. Oh fuck”, I’m screaming, my knotting up like a dogs, filled with my babies, until I’m ready to explode with force. The first shot of my cum rockets over Chris’ head splattering against the headboard and wall behind us. It hits hard, with enough force to hear it, and immediately begins to stream down toward the floor. My second and third shots land on Chris’ face, mouth and chest, causing my spunk to puddle in large amounts on his body. It seems like a lot, but I know from experience my balls have a lot more cum to produce, especially with me still being impaled on Mike’s dick. Thinking that my cock is going to start spewing cum all over the sheets, I grab my erupting cock, and aim the rest towards Chris’ mouth. He gets it and instantly, his mouth and lips are covered in my hot, white, and creamy load; which he licks and swallows down greedily, not realizing that the torrent of liquid from my balls isn't going to end soon. As my cock continues to lose its load, we all grip each other in the throws of the orgasms. I know Chris’ stomach is drowning in my boys and my ass is drowning in sperm from both of them, even though Mike’s seed might be more potent at the moment. Finally, when the orgasms pass, we all collapse, side by side, naked. Our soft cocks are lying on top of our stomachs and we’re drenched in sweat, drained, and exhausted. I’m trying desperately to catch my breath. "Fuck that was so hot”, I hear Mike as he looks over into my eyes. I can’t wait for them to fuck me again.

I have met bottoms who just insist on every top that they hook up with wear a condom. But sometimes I get the bottom to give in to my bb breeding needs when I deliberately take too long to cum. I am sorry. If the bottom has a very beefy bubble ass, I gotta seed it. I won't negotiate that at all with him. I do run into some cases when the bottom, who wants to get me off, takes the condom off and tells me not to cum in his ass. Now what top in his right mind can honestly say that he can pull out of a good beefy ass when he is at that moment? For me I just nutt in him anyway, but pull out to let the remaining droplets spill on his ass cheecks.

1. Nathan I had volunteered to drive my nephew Greg cross-country to college. I thought the trip from Virginia to California would be a fun trip for the two of us. I lived near his university, so at the end of the drive, I'd be close to home. And, if we drove faster than we planned, he could stay with my partner Jason and myself until his move-in date for the dorms. But, I hadn't seen Greg in a year or so, and I hadn't realized what a hot young man he had grown into. We were only two days into our cross-country drive, and I was already on edge. The first day, I had been exhausted from the long flight the day before and the early start of driving. I hadn't even tried to get off. Then, starting this morning, I thought Greg had been teasing me every chance he had. He kept me right on edge. The morning had begun by him bouncing around the small hotel room in just his underwear, showing off his perfect bubble butt, and what looked like a massive cock. He insisted we get on the road without showering, saying there would be plenty of time in the evening. Throughout the day's drive, there were lingering touches, definitely longer than they needed to be. Without a shower, I could almost smell the hormones mixed in with the sweat coming off his body. When we checked into a motel, having made it to Texas, all I could think of was escaping into the shower, and getting off. If I didn't get some relief, I wasn't sure if I was going to be able to control myself around Greg. I was thankful that he let me take the first shower. I grabbed some clean clothes and went into the bathroom, hoping my incipient erection wasn't too obvious. But, just as I had gotten the water adjusted and climbed in, even before I had started to deal with insistent throb between my legs, Greg opened the door, and walked in. "Fuck, I have to piss," he said. I heard a long stream of water, then the flush of the toilet. Even twenty years after my own college days, I still instinctively jumped back from the shower head, avoiding the scalding water. "Oh, sorry," Greg said, noticing me at the far end of the tub. He had already stipped down to his underwear and his fat cock hung down, still exposed. He stared at me a moment, through the shower curtain. "I don't remember that tattoo, Uncle," he said. I was immediately self-conscious. My partner Jason had suggested the tattoo. It was a belt of ammo around my thigh, still only partially completed. Each bullet had a name written on it, with a biohazard symbol next to the name. I wasn't at all ready to explain the symbolism to him; it was a dark and complex fetish that many people didn't understand. Greg didn't notice or didn't care about my discomfort, but quickly stepped out of his underwear and into the shower with me. He kneeled down in front of me, examining the tattoo. He ran his finger over the bullets, stopping at the second one, labelled "Jason Spencer." "Isn't that your Jason?" he asked, referring to my partner. "Yeah, it is," I said. As I answered, his hand stroked the inside of my thigh, right where the belt began. The name there was Alan Chase, the bullet was upside down. He let his arm drift up, the back of his hand touching my low-hanging balls. "That's a fucking hot tattoo," he said. "You want to see my tattoo?" he asked, seemingly unconcerned about the symbolism of my partner's name on a bullet. Nor did he appear to notice that my cock was getting hard as he touched my body. "Sure," I answered, not sure what else to say. I was trying to think about something else, anything else other than his hand rubbing against my balls. He stood up, then turned around and bent over, presenting me with his perfect ass. I could see the tattoo on his right ass cheek, two small interlocking male symbols. I knelt down, the water from the shower hitting my back. I ran my fingers over the ink, and felt the raised texture. The tattoo was clearly fresh, probably less than a month old. "You like it?" he asked. I noticed there was fear in his voice. He was taking a risk, unsure of what he was doing, and unsure how I would react. "It's nice," I said. Without thinking, I added, "Does your dad know?" I realized it was an ambiguous question: was I referring to the tattoo or the content of the tattoo. I wasn't sure if I even knew which I was asking. "No, he doesn't. I used a fake ID to get it done," Greg said. "And he definitely doesn't know what it's of," he continued. That close to his beautiful young ass, I had to restrain myself. The butt was crying out for me to pull apart his cheeks, gently lick his hole, and rub my goatee against his sensitive parts. But, there was a constant drumbeat: this was my brother's son. My Godson. No matter my desires, I needed at least to try to control myself. My cock didn't about my feeble attempts at restraint. It had decided much earlier that it needed hole, and Greg's hole in particular. It was responding to how close I was to what it demanded. I stood up, and turned to the stream of water, my back facing Greg. I needed to hide my erection from him. Greg stood up as well, wondering what was happening. "Something wrong, Uncle?" he asked. I turned to face him. As I turned, our cocks slapped against each other. Even without looking, I knew he was just as erect as was I. Greg felt it as well. He reached down and grabbed my shaft. "Or is something right?" "You're my nephew," I said. Like I was trapped in a bad porn film, I continued, "What would your dad say?" I laughed as soon as I said it. "God, that sounded like a bad porn film." "You're not in a bad porn film," Greg said. He kneeled down in front of me again. He ran his fingers over my tattoo again, tracing out the first bullet, the one that I knew belonged to Alan. "Your movies are fucking amazing. And my dad doesn't need to know anything: your movies, your tattoos, my tattoo, or our boners. At least not yet." He emphasized "our," reminding me that we were in this together. Fuck. He had seen the movies I had done. The symbolism of the tattoos wasn't a mystery for him. He knew exactly what turned me on, and he knew the buttons to push. I wondered if he hadn't planned the last two days all along. His hands were on my balls, and before I could do anything, his mouth was on my cock. "No," I protested, and tried to push him away. But his tongue was going over my cockhead, and my brain stopped working. By the time my hands reached his head, rather than pushing him away, I wrapped my hands around his head. I held him on my cock and started to push my hard shaft to the back of his mouth and down his throat. He needed no encouragement from me, swallowing my cock all the way. One of his hands dropped down, slowly stroking his cock, but I didn't care. I was lost in my own pleasure, trying hard not to shoot right then and there. I knew there were better, more dangerous places to shoot. I was sure that Greg knew what I wanted, but his desires were still unclear. I wasn't sure if he really knew what he was getting himself into. He knew full well what I was capable of doing to him, and hadn't hesitated at starting it off. But he was a horny teenager, looking for excitement and danger, unable to understand what it meant for the rest of his life. Finally, I pulled my cock out of his mouth. I immediately missed the warm, wet attention on my cock and forced myself not to shove it back in. I pulled Greg off his knees, and stared into his brown eyes. I said nothing, but just kissed him, exploring his mouth with my tongue. I didn't let him get his tongue into me: I had to let him know who was in control here. Our hard cocks were rubbing up against each other, making sure we were aroused. After a few minutes of lip-lock, I broke off. "Let's get out of the shower," I said. "I think we need to talk more. Maybe do more. Bed?" "I like that, Uncle Nate," he replied. "I think you need another bullet on your tat." I tried not to think about the implications of what he had just said. I turned off the shower, and we quickly dried off. He headed out of the bathroom, and I let my cock eagerly follow his ass. I grabbed some lube and poppers out of my bag, and put them on the bed table. Greg watched me; I wondered if he noticed that I didn't include any condoms in the supplies. I got on the bed. Greg jumped on top of me and let my cock slide between his legs. He leaned over and kissed me. This time I let his tongue slip into my mouth. At the same time, I was rubbing my cock against his ass, just a small reminder of who was in control here. He seemed nervous about this, sometimes easing into my strokes, and other times pulling back. "You sure about this, Greg?" I asked. "Yeah, I am." He paused. "As sure as I've been about anything, Uncle." "How much experience have you had? This isn't your first time, is it?" There was a hesitancy and nervousness that I couldn't quite figure out. I thought it was fear about what he was getting himself into, but, just as easily, it could have been simple inexperience. "First time as a bottom. And certainly the first time getting bred." He kissed me again. "I've always been a top before." "From what you've said, I guess you've seen some of my movies," I asked. "Only one. Infectious Fun," he said. "You've done more?" "Yeah, a few." "I didn't even know it was you when I downloaded it. I had only just met Jason when I downloaded it. But, fuck, I've shot so many loads, wishing I was Ben, getting fucked by you and Jason. Getting bred by the two of you" I remembered Infectious Fun. It was the first movie that Jason and I had done together, and my first movie ever. Together, with a few other tops, we had bred Ben over the course of a long, drug-fueled weekend. Ben, had gotten the flu less than four days later. He hadn't even made it to his twenty-first birthday. "You're sure of this?" I asked, one more time. "Yeah, I am." Greg rolled off of me, and grabbed my leg. He ran his fingers over the bullets. "Alan starts. Then Jason," he said, fingering the first and second bullet. "Ben's here," he said as he ran his finger over the third one, "Ben Moore," he repeated. "And so many more," he said as he ran over the numerous other names. "I want my name on here as well. Right here," he said, running his finger against the last bullet. He paused, staring directly at me. "But, are you willing to go forward with this, Uncle?" he asked. "I know what I want. But it has to be from you. From Jason." I didn't know. My brain was telling me to go slowly, go safely. This was my nephew; the son of my own brother. I sat up on the bed, shifting my position between Greg's legs. I had a responsibility to teach him, to mold him into a fine young man, to help him grow into an adult. But my cock had no doubts about what it needed to do. As I guided my dick between Greg's legs, and let it press up against his butt, I knew what it wanted. It wanted into Greg. It wanted in him raw, deep, and unprotected. It wanted to fuck Greg hard, shoot a thick, toxic load deep, and tag the boy permanently. Greg could tell I was struggling with the decision. "I want this. Badly," he said. His cock was hard as a rock, a drop of pre-cum already forming at the tip. "I think you do too," he said, grabbing my cock. "And I know your cock wants it," he said, stroking my shaft. Before I could say anything, he pulled me down and gave me a kiss. He was a surprisingly good kisser, tender and aggressive at the same time. "I need you to be the first one, Uncle Nate." Like an addict begging for another hit, the need in voice was obvious. Seeing him on his back, his legs wide open, inviting me in, I couldn't resist any longer. "I can't say no," I said as I moved in between his legs, putting them on my shoulders. "Forgive me," I said. I wasn't sure if I was asking for forgiveness from Greg or myself. "Forgiveness for what? For giving me I have been wanting from you for months, maybe years?" Greg asked. "Do what you know you want to do." I grabbed the lube, and poured some on my fingers. Slowly, I pressed them between Greg's firm ass cheeks, finding his virgin hole, and pushing into his innocent, young body. His hole was hot and tight, just as I knew it would be. He gasped as my finger entered him, but at the same time, he still was smiling widely. We stayed silent as I worked my index finger deeper into him, only his occasional moan breaking the silence. Greg must be have been able to hear my heart pounding, both excited and scared. But inside of him, I felt the same drumming: he was also aroused and terrified. Before, I had never really known who I was breeding. They were strangers who passed through my life. Some of them, like Jason, took up bigger roles after I had done my work. But Greg was different. I was about to infect my own flesh and blood. I had met him hours after he was born and there had been summers together, first with Alan, then with Jason. He was the closest thing I had to my own child, and I was his godfather. I was about to fuck him raw and shoot my poz cum into him. I was going to mark him and change him forever. In some ways, it was the logical next step in our deepening relationship. Before I changed my mind and ran away, I poured more lube on my hand, and worked a second finger into his hole. For a virgin, he was taking my fingers easily, opening up and letting me get in deep. "Ready, boy?" I asked. "Ready for the real thing?" "Please, Uncle," he said, softly. His cock was still hard, and there was a small pool of pre-cum on his flat stomach. I knew even if I had doubts about what I was going to do, Greg had none at all. I handed him the bottle of poppers, and as he did a hit, I dribbled a bit of lube on my shaft. He put down the brown bottle. I lined my cock up. Greg nodded at me, and I pushed my cockhead into him, feeling the warmth of his body envelop it. He grimaced slightly at my cock invading his body. Before I pushed in any further, I let him get used to me inside of him. "Doing ok, boy?" I asked. I slipped a bit more of my fat shaft into his tight hole. Somehow, calling him boy came completely naturally to me. Nothing was going to stop me from marking him as my own, and soon I'd be a part of his genes just as much as his "real" dad. Even more, he had picked me specifically for this honor, a conscious choice, not the choices of the fates that got him his father. "Yeah, Uncle Nate. I'm fine." he said. Even if it was uncomfortable for him, he was smiling. "Your cock is inside me. This is what I've been dreaming about for months now. And now it's real." I went slowly, letting him get used to my cock. I wasn't small, and if this was really his first time, he was probably in more discomfort than he was letting on. "More?" I asked. I wanted him to be in control of this fuck, at least for now. Later, there would be plenty of time for a more aggressive fuck. Next time, I'd work to give Greg what he seemed to want, but for now, I could overrule my cock, and go at Greg's pace. "Please, Uncle Nate," he said. I held his legs, and leaned in to kiss him. He stuck his tongue into my mouth, exploring it. I shifted my weight slightly, pushing my cock deeper into his hole. He sighed for a moment, a hint of discomfort. "I'm good," he immediately said, noticing the concern on my face. "You're big," he said, smiling. "It feels amazing. But fuck, it's big." "This really your first time bottoming?" I asked. "Well, once before. A guy tried, but he wasn't as big as you. And he insisted on wearing a condom, even though he was neg." "And?" "It hurt. And I wasn't too into it." "This?" "What I always dreamed getting fucked would feel like." He was smiling, and I went in a little deeper. I was almost balls-deep in Greg, and he had taken it like a porn star stunt bottom. "Almost there, boy," I said. "Just a bit further." "Do it, Uncle," he said, "Put it all the way in me." I did, and there were still smiles from Greg. "All the way in," I said. "Ready for the pounding to begin, boy?" "Fuck yeah, Nate, give it to me." I leaned in again, letting our lips lock as I started to pump in and out of his tender ass. He reached down and put his finger next to his hole, feeling how he was stretched around my cock. "Raw," he said. I just nodded, enjoying the intimacy of the fuck. He moved his hand down, and grabbed my balls. Between the warm shower, and the massive load of cum in that had built up in them, they were hanging low. With each stroke into his ass that I took, they swung back and forth. "Full," he said. He was too engrossed with the sensations of getting fucked to say anything more than monosyllables. "And potent," I said. "You doing good?" He nodded his head, and I thought he was going to say something. I slowed down my strokes, letting him gather his thoughts. He opened his mouth again, but then stopped. I watched him carefully, drinking in his beauty at this moment. I was also a bit worried. This was now real, not just a jerk-off fantasy. When I came, it would be forever. He closed his eyes, still smiling, still feeling my balls. A few moments later, there was a single tear in each eye. "I'm scared," he finally said. "I don't want to get sick" Even before he finished talking, I had stopped fucking him. "Should I pull out?" I asked. I wanted to breed him, but I knew I had to respect his limits and desires. He grabbed onto my ass, forcing me back into his body, deep and hard. "NO," he said forcefully. "No matter what, don't stop. Don't pull out. I need you to cum in me." "But you're scared?" I asked. His eyes were red now, a steady stream of tears flowing. He nodded. again, then closed his eyes. His ass clenced around my cock, holding me in place, in place deep inside of him. "Yes, I'm scared," paused, and then continued, "But I'm also scared to go to college. I'm scared to leave home. I know I need to make this step. It's the fear that makes it exciting." He opened his eyes again. I could see the fear in them, but also the desire. There was nothing I could say. He knew what was happening, and what he was choosing. I just leaned in and licked off his tears, then kissed him. I wrapped my arms around him, holding him close. He seemed particularly vulnerable and delicate in that moment, and I wanted to let him know it was going to be alright. Moreover, my dark desires wanted to exploit that moment, because I knew he was an easy and willing target. "I'm going to cum soon," I said. "And I'm going to shoot my load in you. Ready?" My cock was throbbing, and my balls were swollen with cum. I had been on edge for so long, I couldn't hold back much longer. "Fuck yeah, I am, Uncle Nate. I want this so badly." He smiled at me. "Shoot it in me deep, and don't pull out." He pulled himself up against me, his ass pressing against my balls, my cock deep inside of him. "Infect me, Uncle. Please?" The words sent me over the edge and I couldn't hold back any longer. I pushed in deep, and let my cock take over. "I love you, nephew," I whispered into his ear. I grunted, and I felt the pulse of cum travel the length of my cock, spraying Greg's guts. "Take my sperm. Take my virus." My spurt was strong enough that even Greg felt it. "Damn," he said, his eyes widening. "More. Please," he said. I obliged, and several more volleys followed in quick succession. I could feel a pool of sperm accumulating inside of Greg. I knew it was going to slowly soak in to him and hopefully take over his body. "My pleasure, Greg," I said, another two spurts shaking my body and landing in his hole. Another slow spurt of sperm into him, and I knew that I was done. At least for this round. But I was still hard, and I didn't try to pull out. I wanted Greg to decide when he was ready. And I wanted to work my load into his hole. I just held him closely, kissing him. "Sorry I didn't last longer, boy," I said. "Your ass was just too perfect." He didn't reply directly. He just pulled me closer and kissed me for a bit. "Your balls drained now, Uncle?" he asked. "Hardly, Greg." We shifted slightly, my cock still connecting us. "And me?" he asked. "Is that it?" "For?" "Getting sick? Being infected?" "No. I'm on meds. It's going to take a lot more loads before one takes and you get converted. And even if this one fuck had worked, that's not a good reason to stop fucking you," I said, smiling. "Good," Greg said. "I enjoyed that. Next time though, I get to cum as well though." "Maybe. Or I keep you on edge for days, just like I've been for the past few days. But now, I think we need some food."

This is all just fiction never really happened.Just a huge fantasy of mine. Also i know i have really bad grammar and spelling. part 1 Nick was a pretty nice fun shy guy but was also had a bit a pervy side. So he would go on sex sites and talk to other guys about these fetishes that he has and listened to what they would do to him and leed them on with no real intention of going thru with it just to get off. Well there was one guy John who he talked to regularly on bbrt about hooking up at a hotel and being bound and fucked. Well time went on and eventually just talking about it wasnt cutting it anymore he needed the real thing so he messaged John and told him that he wanted to meet up and finally do it. But that he was nervous about it so it would prefer it if he brought a condom. John agreed saying he already has one in his pocket ready to go! John told him that he got a hotel room and where it was. Nicks heart was pounding he took a shower put on a jock some basket ball shorts and a tank top. When he arrived he sat in the parking lot for about 10 min wondering if he should just make an excuse and leave. But he thought about the what was going to happen and decided to just go and do it. So he headed up to the hotel room knocked on the door and john answered wearing noting but a towel. Nicks face grew red and he walked inside and didnt say a word john dropped his towel and told Nick to get to sucking. He wasted no time and was on his knees. He blew him for about 5 min getting him nice and hard. Then jihn said "thats enough lets get down to what you came here for. Take off your clothes." Nick slowly got up and started undressing until he was wearing nothing but his jock and very nervously asked what the safty word would be. John let hik know that its banana. With that John spun him around and threw him on the bed face down and began to bind him to the bed spread eagle. He asked if there was any room to pull free. Nick pulled on all the restraints and couldnt budge at all. Nick said "no i cant im stuck." "Good now its time for the fun to start." John said. And then put a gag in Nicks mouth saying that a safety word would just take the fun away. And with that he grabbed a bottle of what looked like white somewhat hand soap. John assured him that its just some "special" lube and would make it feel so much better. And with that he started to lube Nick up telling hiw nice his smooth hole looked and started to tease it with his cock pocking the head all around lubbing it even more with precum. He started to poke his head in and out pushing more and more "lube" into him. He kept this going until Nicks hole swollowed almost the whole bottle. And then started to push his cock all the way in then Nick started screaming thru the gag. "Oh right the condom" John said "let me grab it" with that John still a little inside Nicks hole leaned over to the nightstand the weight and angle he was leaning pushed his cock balls deep into Nicks hole. Which made him scream out into the gag. "Oh right forgot inwas still inside of you. Gotta say you feel amazing!" "Dont worry i got the condom just let me enjoy this a bit" he said as he started to thrust in and out harder and harder finally pulling out all the way witha rope of "lube connecting from his cock head to Nicks hole. "I think i used to much lube its just pooring out of you!" He said as he was opening the condom. He then grabed his phone and took a picture. "This is just a keeps sake for tonight" He then started to alighn his cock against Nicks hole again "dont worry i have the condom. But wait didnt you say you wanted it here you go" he then reached around under nick and put the condom on Nicks cock. " theres your condom were using as agreed" and with thatbhe went balls deep into Nicks hole again bare! Nick tried to struggle and get him off but he was bound and couldnt fight him he was taking his first anonymous cock bare. "Oh come on it cant get any wurst that lube your full of is actually my cum jar each time you blew me off i blew a load inside so you could still get it" Nick really starting fighting after hearing this "oh yeah keep fighting it! Tighten that hole fuck yeah feels nice! You gonna make me shoot some more of this pozz load inside of you at that rate!" Nick started whimpering and bucking a bit more but when he did John thrust as deep as he could and Nick started to feel his cock pulsing leaving another load. "Fuck yeah that was well worth the wait to pozz that nice ass!" John then thrust a couple more time and started to pull out stoped at the halfway point and took another picture, pulled all the way out and continued taking pictures, he started to spred Nicks cheeks taking more pictures. "Oh dont wory the fun is just getting started! Ive been talking to some guys on bbrt about you standing people up just to get yourself off well i told them about tonight and how they will finally get a turn on you. Isnt that great also figured id post an add on craigslist too see who all shows up. Pimp this nice ass out to get my money back for this room fugured 5 dollors a nutt would do tho your going to be a bit sore by time were done." Nick layed there quite then there was a knock at the door. John answered "nice to see you guys could make it! I broke him in for ya im gonna go home take a shower i posted an add on craigslist too so there should be alooooot of guys showing up dont turn anyone away everyone gets a turn. Ill be back tomorrow some time hes yours in the mean time see ya" Nick was crying hearing this then what sounded like 6-10 people walked in. "Damn he really went to town on that ass!" One of the voices said "were about to have a fun time tonight!" Another guy said. And with that i end part one im not really good at writing stories but if you guys like it ill continue!

Helping my sister move from Washington to Arizona was not how I wanted to spend my spring break, but being the loving brother that I am, I forewent the parties and potential tail to drive a U-Haul 1,000 miles while she followed in her car. We were driving down I-5 in Oregon when her check engine light came on, so we stopped at a Taco Bell to assess the situation and get some dinner. The guy behind the counter was a flirty 19 year old blonde kid who, while serving us, kept smiling at me, and after we ordered our meal, he proceeded to wipe down every (already clean) table close to ours in the otherwise deserted restaurant. Knowing what was up, I excused myself and headed to the bathroom. I was standing at the urinal with my cock hanging out when Blondie walks into the bathroom. He threw the deadbolt and walked towards me, making eye contact the entire time. Coming up behind me, he looked over my shoulder at my hard cock and gave a half-whimper, half-sigh. I smiled and turned, whereupon he dropped to his knees. The kid had skills, managing to swallow half of my thick uncut cock without choking, and bobbing up and down on my cock all the while frantically clawing at the front of his uniform, trying to free his own rod. After he had slobbered all over my knob for a minute, I grabbed his arms and lifted him to his feet. Reluctantly he stood-up, all the while trying to suckle at my cock. I grabbed his pants, opened his fly, pushing this trousers and boxers to his ankles in no time at all. His cock was respectable and rock hard, but I didn't really care as his ass was my principal interest. I turned him toward the sink and gazed at his perky bubble butt which was covered in light blonde fur. He bent over and spread his cheeks, inviting my inspection. Naturally I dove right in, tasting soap and boy sweat, as I munched on his tight, pink little pucker. He groaned in pleasure, but adding "I don't have a lot of time." "This won't take long" I replied, standing up and lining-up my pole with his hole, applying just a a little pressure to gauge his response. "Do it man, fuck me dude. Shove that big cock in my hole, please. I wanna finish my shift with your cum leaking outta me." With that he pushed back, his tight little hole opening wide to swallow my cock. He grunted as his ass slammed into my hips, and then we both simultaneously groaned. As I began to plow him, his hole tightened back up, and he grabbed the sink counter to steady himself as I grabbed his hips for better leverage. Using only our combined spit for lube, I was going to town on his young hole, not that I needed to worry: I can always tell when a hole has had practice, and this guy was no virgin. I briefly wondered who else has left his load in this sexy stud. His father? An older brother? Truckers who have stopped at the restaurant for tacos? It became a moot thought as I neared my orgasm. "Where do you want my load, boy?" "Inside me! Cum in my ass please!" "You want this poz load up your hole?" His hands reach behind me and pull me tighter into him, as his ass clenched down on my cock, crooning "Fuck that's hot man! Breed me with your poison jizz." That was all I need to hear and I started to shoot. Four or five spurts later I could feel his ass contracting in the tell-tale way that meant he had just shot all over to sink. I pulled out and before I can reach for the paper towels, he whipped around and swallowing my softening cock, cleaning up the leftover toxic cum clinging to it. Then as I watched, while tucking myself into my pants, he turns back to the sink and cleaned-up his own leftover mess. As I turned to leave, he smiled at me, cum still glistening on his lips. "Thanks" he said, panting and looking up at me like a little puppy. "No, thank you." I replied, leaving him there to put himself back together.

Last Saturday night I was chatting with this pretty 18 year old. He was sitting wide-eyed on a bench outside the showers, ogling the guys strutting their stuff. I sat down beside him and said, "Hi." It was his first time at the Baths, and he was nervous. He found the atmosphere intimidating and was scared to death of "catching something." He wanted sex (at least he said he did); but all the guys were too old or fat or withered or diseased. And he was shocked by all the "unsafe sex." Several guys walked by clutching little vials, and he asked me what Poppers did for them. He'd never tried them. "They're no big deal, really. They just relax you and make you feel more sociable." "Got any?" "In my locker. Be right back." But they weren't in my locker. I had 'em stuffed in the waist folds of my towel all along. I just needed an excuse to find my bud. Adam was sitting in the TV Room. He'd already noticed the cute thing I was with, as had everybody in the Club by then. "Gonna fuck him?" "He's pretty green. It's his first trip here, and he's scared to death. I need your help. You get first dibs." I told him we'd meet him in the Maze, then hurried back to the Kid. He was relieved to see me round the corner as some "Sleazy Old Trolls" had put the make on him. I handed him the bottle and told him to take a little sniff to see how they affected him. He did so, maybe for a moment longer than I would have recommended, then moaned that he felt "nice and hot." "Now there's the understatement of the year!" I asked him if he’d like to take a tour; and he said, "Yes." Upon spotting the "Sleazy Old Troll" who'd groped his Ass, he kept close on my tail. Once again he asked to borrow my Poppers. I told him to hang onto them. I had a feeling the Kid would need them a helluva lot more than I before the night was through. "Geez, thanks." He took a deep whiff and turned red. "They sure work wonders. Lemme know when you want 'em back." We entered the Maze and stood just inside the door, back lit only by a dim red light. The moaning emanating from the dark passages beyond was supplanted by the slap of flesh on flesh. Unnerved, the Youth uncapped the bottle and took another whiff. That's when Adam slipped behind him, and I stepped back into the shadows. The Kid sniffed from the bottle while Adam worked his Ass. I don't know what sweet-nothings my bud whispered in his ear, but they took off for Adam's room. As I waited for the outcome of their little tryst, I entered the bowels of the Maze in search of LOVE. An unlubed finger snaked up my Butt. Annoyed, I turned to confront my uncouth suitor, and discovered it was Alan. He led me to his room. The Kid was lying on his stomach. "Why's he sleeping?" "Well, he wanted to try something a little stronger than Poppers; and all I had was GHB." "Great! We can't leave him here like this!" But Adam is one of those imperturbable buggers whom nothing fazes. Between the two of us, we dragged the Kid back to the Maze and strapped him in the leather Sling. The Kid looked so angelic, his legs in stirrups high above his head, his glistening Mancunt soft and beckoning. I guess Adam couldn't help himself. After depositing a 2nd POZ LOAD up the Boy's Mancunt, he took off, leaving me alone with Poisoned Beauty. I reached down, dug my finger in his Pussy, and came away with a digit drenched in Spooge. I marveled at how salty. Adam's Seed is always salty. "AH, POZ CUM!" I sighed dramatically, recollecting the day two years before when Adam confided he was POZ. I'd always suspected I'd been the one who bred his Ass, but never breathed a word of it to anyone. I glanced down at Sleeping Beauty. Such a sweet Pussy! We were alone. He'd never be more fuckable. I shuddered as the 3rd POZ LOAD of the evening spurted up the Young Man's Ass. I headed for the showers to join my Bud, then to his room for a catnap. 2 A.M! Time to check on our Progeny. There was a lot of traffic in the Maze. One of the fabled "Old Trolls" stopped me excited. "Fuck! You should see what's going on." Still secured in the Sling was our Sacrificial Lamb. As I nudged my way amongst the damp towels, I realized what I'd first perceived as a mulling muck of Cocks and Balls was actually an orderly queue of Bareback Tops intent on breeding the Young Twink. "What's with the Kid?" I asked the Dude up next to dip his wick. "A PNP Boy who's overdosed," came his educated guess. "Then how cum he's strapped in like that?" "Must be a Cum Addict as well. Look. Do me a favor. Save my place. I'll be right back. I gotta piss." "No, wait. I know that Kid. He's into Watersports. Piss down his throat, then fuck his Ass." Word spread like wildfire. And so it was that one Top after another, the old, the infirm, the obese, and the diseased, joined ranks to fill both the Youngster's Holes with Piss and Cum. I saw the Kid take five dirty Loads at least. Of course he had it cuming. Justice rendered is justice deserved. They hadda take the Kid down a notch. The Punk was simply too goody two-shoes. I watched a pair of "Old Trolls," with purple KS lesions dotting their bodies, shoot up the Young Man's Butt. He was sure gonna be sore in the morning—not to mention the AIDS VIRUS which would make his life a Living Hell. I had to smile.

Last summer, my boy and I took a vacation to Europe together. It was one of those packages, seeing a different city every day for a week and a half before flying home. We thought it would be exhilarating, but it turned out to be exhausting. When passing through Berlin, we decided to separate from the group and see the gay neighborhood. I had sort of hoped we’d get up to some naughty fun so I brought a small tube of lube and condoms in my shirt pocket, just in case. I bet there was a place where I could fuck him, safely, with maybe a few strangers watching. The very idea got my cock stirring. We fuck bare in private, but I didn’t want any strangers to think my boy was a slut who took all loads… We wound up in a two-level club with a sign proclaiming CRUISING BASEMENT. The street level bar looked like a normal bar, except with flat screen televisions playing bareback porn. There was a set of stairs at the back of the bar down to what must have been the cruising area. We were both kind of nervous being there, with nothing like that in our hometown, or even in most big cities in America for that matter. We quickly downed two large beers each in quick succession. We joked about exploring downstairs and seeing what trouble we could get into. Maybe some beers would help ease our angst and loosen us up a bit. My boy asked the bartender where the restroom was, and he gestured with a wink to the dark staircase. I knew he had to take a piss and he got up to head downstairs as I ordered another beer. A few minutes went by. Then a few minutes more passed. I was halfway through my beer and needed to take a piss myself. I gulped down the rest of my drink, paid our tab, grabbed my boy’s untouched beer and headed to find him. I found the bathroom, surprisingly clean and well-lit. No sign of my boy. I took a piss into a stainless steel trough urinal, holding my boy’s beer with one hand and my streaming cock in the other. I felt someone come up behind me, and press his crotch into my ass. I melted into him as he reached around and shook the last droplets from my dick. He pulled way, knelt down and took me into his mouth, moaning as he deep-throated me, occasionally holding up a bottle of poppers to huff. I like good head as much as anyone, but I was worried about my boy. I pulled the guy off my now-wet dick and backed out of the bathroom. The guy stayed on his knees grinning at me as I headed into the darkness to rescue my boy if he needed rescuing or to join in some raunchy, hopefully safe fun. In the darkness, I followed the sound of whispers and groans down a short hallway where I found my boy in an open doorway, leaning out and moaning, with his eyes closed. I reached out to feel his chest. His shirt was pulled up behind his neck. He clenched his eyes and I ran my hand down to his crotch. It was so dark that I could barely see that his pants were at his ankles, and someone was eating his ass. I grabbed my boy’s hard cock and he swatted my hand away. I cleared my throat and he opened his eyes. He reached out to me and wrapped his arms around my neck, supporting his weight as the stranger worked his ass. My boy whispered, or rather hissed into my ear "Is it okay if he fucks me?" I murmured approval, extracted the condom from my pocket, and handed it to the top who stood up and started slapping his sizeable dick against my boy’s wet ass crack. Of course I expected him to pull on the condom, but instead he scoffed and threw it to the dirty ground, pushed my boy’s back down so it was parallel to the floor, and his ass arched up. My boy grabbed onto my waist with both arms as the stranger lurched forward. My boy yelped and I knew the top had entered him raw. Just then the guy who had briefly blown me in the bathroom stepped out of the darkness and held his bottle of poppers under my boy’s nostrils. My boy huffed deep and held his breath. Had I been thinking clearly, I might have tried to stop it, but I was honestly too turned on. The top pounding my boy’s raw ass went at it for about thirty seconds, only to mutter "Too tight. Gonna make me breed him too soon." Then giving a disapproving grimace he pulled out and disappeared into the shadows. My boy was dizzy from the experience. I grasped both of his hands and led him towards a deep bench against a wall. I sat down and he collapsed, face first into my lap, thinking he would take a quick nap, but I was wrong. He shimmied my pants down and swallowed my hard dripping cock to the root. I was still wet with the poppers guy’s spit. I knew there were other guys around. I could hear them whispering, and kissing, and sucking, and fucking. Knowing that at least some of them were watching really got me hot. The guy with the poppers had followed us and knelt down behind my boy, diving into his freshly-fucked ass with his tongue. My boy moaned on my dick. The guy lapped away for a few moments and then crouched down behind him. From my place on the bench, I watched as his aimed his raw cock into my boy’s willing ass. My boy squealed as he took another raw anal assault. The poppers guy took a huff and then leaned over my boy, making him do the same, and then offering them to me. I took the bottle and inhaled very deeply as the poppers guy's pace picked up only to halt. I knew he was firing his cum into my boy’s bare hole. He slapped my boy’s sweaty, and now cummy ass and pulled out. I thought he’d go away, but he leaned towards my boy and whispered with his thick German accent, theatrically so everyone around could hear "Good thing that other guy didn’t blow his load inside you. He’s POZZED up more than a few tourists here." He chuckled as my boy fisted his cock, his moans announcing he himself was close to cumming. The poppers guy laid down on his back, under my boy, on that filthy sticky floor, gobbling down my boy’s cock just in time to swallow his load. Just then, the first guy, the hulking POZ one, crept out of the darkness again. His huge cock was still wet and shiny, either from my boy’s hole or from some other bottom in the basement darkness. He slapped it against my boy’s cummy crack a few times, leered at me, and slammed all the way in. My boy tried to swallow my dick, but the top was so aggressive that he mostly just moaned with an open mouth around the head. He fucked my boy hard and quick for no more than two minutes. He cursed in Dutch, or German maybe, a few times before quickening his pace and then pounding six times with decreasing speed, filling my boy with toxic seed. It got me super close to going over the edge. My boy felt my nuts tightening up and pulled off my cock. The POZ top disappeared and the poppers guy just laughed as I pulled away and got behind my boy, marveling at the cum streaking down his thighs and the low light glistening on his sweaty back. I slid easily into is loose sloppy hole and came after five seconds. My boy threw his head back and lost another load into the poppers guy’s eager mouth. My boy stood up on his trembling legs and threw his arms around me, kissing me deeply. He growled into my ear "We gotta get out of here, and fast, or I’m going to wind up taking every load in this basement." "And what would be so bad about that?" I asked. He kissed me hard, grinned and waved at me, and backed away into the darkness….

This is a story inspired by a video post I recently watched (and spunked over bigtime!) ********************************************************************************************************************************* I recently changed the pizza place I use for takeaways, and to be honest I was glad I did, the first evening I ordered something I had a fucking stiffy in my pants after seeing the delivery boy, cute short ginger little muscled fucker with a wide smile and a peach of a bum in his shorts that I gazed at longingly as he walked away from my door. Though I could tell he was a little intimidated by a very large black man each time he turned up to deliver pizza he was friendly and chatty. In time he stayed to chat on the doorstop and I gathered that he was a bit dumb and as he giggled one evening, saying he could smell weed, I surmised he was a bit of a stoner. In addition, from the way he looked at me it gave me a hint that maybe fancied me a bit, but maybe a bit shy or intimidated to follow through. My time came late on a Friday night when I got in from work, showered, put on a robe and ordered a pizza. I was watching a bit of porn whilst smoking a joint and idly playing with my semi-hard cock when the buzzer rang. I was waiting at the door when the lad came up the stairs. He was definitely not himself, in fact he looked a bit teary. I asked him what was wrong and he explained that he had just been given a bollocking by his boss. "Awwww, fuck man, that's a bummer. He chew you out big time eh?" The lad sniffed, responding "Yeah, fucking bastard he...." Then he suddenly stopped talking, and just stared downwards. It was then I realised my robe had fallen open. I laughed, saying "Haven't you ever seen another man's cock before?" His face was almost as red as his hair and he mumbled "Of course," but I noticed that he licked his lips. "Hey, when you finish, why don't you come around we can have some beers and some weed." His eyes lit up as he asked "Really? You want me to come and hang out?" I smiled, answering "Sure, kiddo." When he turned up later that night I was ready. I was delighted to see that he even turned up with his own beer. A few beers and a few joints later I asked him why he was so shocked to see my dick earlier. He blushed furiously and stammered-out this answer: "I've never seen a black man's cock before." Naturally I laughed, asking "But you have seen a man's dick before, eh boy?" He nodded somewhat shyly so I pressed harder "Have you sucked one?" God, I almost burst when he nodded blushing bright red again, but picked-up on the thread, saying "Hey, nothing wrong with that boy." He visibly relaxed as if he had let out a big hidden secret. I smiled and pushed the line of question a bit further, asking "Been fucked?" He almost spat his beer out "No!" I laughed, commenting "Well, never say never." Then I pulled-out my meth pipe, lit it, and took a hit. All wide-eyed, he asked "Whats that?" I exhaled, smiling at him, answering "Primo shite, kiddo. Better than weed." He watched me take another hit, and screwing-up his courage, asked "Can I try it?" I casually smiled, and answered "Of course, my boy." I packed the pipe nice and heavy, and then walked over, sat down next to him, handed him the pipe, and as he looked a bit unsure, I told him what to do. He took to the pipe like a baby to its mothers tit, inhaling deeply and then laughing as the hit took hold. "Fuck, that's good." He started to sweat a bit so it was easy for me to get him to take-off his top. His body was even better than I'd anticipated - he was very pale shade of white, smooth-skinned, and very muscled. I re-packed the pipe and handed it to him. As he blew clouds I felt his big pecs and tweaked his nipples. His eyes now glazed over, I put one hand behind his head, pulled my robe open with the other, and felt no no resistance at all as I pushed his head down, his sweet boy mouth opening-up and finding my big hard cock. As he sucked my bulbous cock head I pulled the back of his shorts down and rubbed his muscled ass. Then, as he groaned in pleasure, I took a hit myself and then pulled him off my dick, went to the bathroom leaving him, and, as I was now in for a busy night, I popped a Viagra and slid a nice thick chrome cock ring around my meat. When I came out of the bathroom I was fucking blown away that he was kneeling on the bed taking another hit of Tina through the pipe. Noticing his eyes were completely glazed, I took the pipe off him and with no resistance from him I twisted him around so he was kneeling on the edge of the bed. I gave his back a little shove and he went forward so his chest was on the bed and his arse was high in the air. I rubbed his white arse gently and he groaned as his boi hole puckered. I held him with one hand while I lined my cock up with his unlubed boi pussy, and pushed-in slowly, teasing his hole with my dickhead. His hole resisted at first but each time I applied pressure, the tip of my dick would spread his little white hole a little more. Then around the seventh thrust, his hole spread and my cock head popped inside. He made a little 'Uuuuhhhh' noise, so I rested for a moment enjoying the view of his little white hole obscenely stretched round my fat black dick. I rubbed my hand over his back soothing him as I pushed gently forcing his hole to accept more of my cock deeper into his ass. He moaned and groaned a bit but didn't resist as my cock penetrated deeper in to his inexperienced ed boi cunt. I stopped at the halfway point, rubbing his back telling him "Oh baby boy, you doing so good." He groaned again as I again applied pressure, pushing another couple of inches inside him. His hole felt so tight round my dick and I was delighted when I reached under him to find him playing with his little hard dick. As I started to fuck him gently I loved the way his hole stretched out with my pull out thrusts and him making 'Uh uh uh' noises as my dick slowly pushed in and out of his ass. "Little boy, you love that big black daddy cock, don't ya boy?" He gave a garbled "Mmmmmmm" again, but then it was not a rhetorical question on my part. I resisted the urge to really rough fuck him, as I wanted his introduction to anal sex to be mutually pleasurable, and besides, the night was young and there would be plenty of time to rape him later. I withdrew my dick from his hole, and he groaned, which prompted me to grin as I inspected his ass lips, finding his little ring was completely puffed-up. He moaned again as I slipped my cock head back in before his hole could close I murmured "Don't worry, baby. Daddy's not finished with your arse - not for a long time yet." He literally sighed as I penetrated deeply into him. His hole was learning fast and though the boy would definitely have a hurting boi pussy the next day, for the moment he was flying on the chems and loving his virgin hole reamed out by my big black dick. I started to fuck him a little harder with no complaints from him, just a lot of little yelps and groans of pleasure which the sensations in my dick mirrored, I shifted forward so I was now kneeling on the bed, with my dick buried to the hilt in his hole I reached forward and grabbed him by his ginger hair pulling him up so he had to use his hands to steady himself. "Look in the mirror boy" I snarled, his eyes focused on the mirrored wardrobe by the bed. He gasped as he saw the reflection of himself being fucked by a big black man old enough to be his grandfather. "Oh, god" he cried as I picked up the pace, plunging my dick into his now red swollen boi pussy. "That's right, little white boy. Watch yourself being corrupted." His groans grew louder but his eyes stayed glued to the action in the mirror. My balls started to tingle as I felt my spunk boiling in them, aching for release. "Fuck yeah, boy, Daddy's going to breed you boi." My dick started to swell and though I held off as long as I could, I knew it would not be long, "Daddy's going to get you pregnant boy, pregnant with my poz babies." His eyes widened and he gurgled with his tongue hanging out of his mouth. Soon my dick swelled more and then I blew volley after volley of my seed deep into his guts, and exactly at the same time he shot his load so hard that some of it actually hit the mirror.

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Panic started to sit in, as my mind raced and the shaking returning. I wish I had my poppers to relax me. There was not turning back now. Time again felt as if it was standing still. I didn’t know how long I was going to be in here alone, bound, naked and horny as fuck. The silence was deafening and was broken by a click. A mirror to my right started to move and my eyes were glued to the reflection of this in the mirror before me. My breathing became heavier as the mirror revealed the monster behind it. He was fucking huge. From my position I could only guess that he was over 6’5” and his body was so massive that he looked as if he had been on steroids from birth. From his chin down, his body was covered in tattoos and once he stepped in and shut the mirror, I could see that his back side was the same as the front. I could not see his face, he wore a hood that covered it from the bottom of his nose to the middle of his neck in the back, as well as the sides of his head. His eyes were visible through two hole and they were as black as the hood. On his feet he wore combat boots and in the middle was a jockstrap. At one time it had been white and new, now it was stained in red in some spots, yellow in others, and was so worn that it looked as if it would fall apart with one tug. Strings were hanging everywhere. What was inside the pouch was barely being contained. The side of the pouch were stretched so far from his body, that as he stood there one of his balls slipped out. I watched him walk the short distance from where he entered to where I was, stopping next to my head. I could feel the heat of his body as he stood close to me. I turned my head as he squat, watching his pouch as it went by. I couldn’t keep my eyes off it. Slowly he ran his hand along his thigh until he reached the pouch. Grabbing it he pulled it aside, and his cock and balls fell out. His cock was as massive as his body. His cock was twitching as it got harder and harder. Once it was rock hard, a good 11 inches rock hard, it started to jump as an evil grin came across his face. The cock was not only 11 inches but was as thick as a boys arm. Where the fuck did they breed this monster. I wanted his cock in my mouth, I drooled just thinking about how ripe it would taste, how it would stretch open my mouth. I wanted to feel it jammed down my throat, choking me, turning my face blue. I wanted to feel my throat open and his balls slap my chin as he face fucked me, while tears ran down my checks. I was snatched back to reality by something sharp running down my back, right down my spine, causing chills to sweep through my body. Looking up in the mirror I could see it was his fingernail that had been sharpened to a point, it continued until he reached the start of my ass crack, it was then we locked eyes and his fingernail slowly moved until it was at my hole, which was puckering in and out. Fuck I was turned on, I could only imagine the puddle on the floor of pre-cum. Without warning, he stabbed his nail into my puckering hole, at first there was some resistance, but that gave way with by the force that he added. He drove his digit knuckle deep into me, all the time moving his finger around inside - that’s when little waves of pain started to register in my mind. My eyes grew wider. Breaking our eye contact I looked back at his monster cock to take my mind off the pain that was coming more and more, only to find that it was leaking, his pre-cum was so thick, that it went from the piss slit to the floor without breaking and was puddling. He continued the assault on my hole, now finger fucking me so hard that he was pushing my body forward, pinching my cock against the corner of the box. After about five minutes of this, he pulled his finger out, leaving my hole empty. Grabbing my chin with his other hand he forced open my mouth and stuck the finger from my hole in. Greedily I sucked on it, too turned on to register the taste of blood from my hole. Once his finger was clean he withdrew his digit. I watched his reflection as he reached into his boot and pulled out a rounded wooden bit that had leather straps on each end. Again grabbing my chin, he forced open my mouth, shoving the wood in as far back as it would go. He moved quickly over me, straddling my back. I could feel his monster cock resting on my back, leaking its fuck juice. Grabbing the leather he tied them tightly behind my head. Task complete, he slowly moved, dragging his cock down my back until it was resting at the top of my ass crack. My heart was racing, I could see sweat forming on my forehead, and my hole was twitching, pulsing in and out. His evil grin returned as he spit on his fingers then wiped his spit on my hole. He grabbed his cock in his hand he lined up the head against my hole, his other hand pressed down on my back as I bit down on the wood in my mouth. I could feel him pressing hard against my hole, which was resisting until the hand on my back lifted off and slapped my ass hard, that’s when my hole gave way. Feeling my hole opening he pressed harder, driving his monster cock into my hole. There was not waiting for me to adjust to the sheer size of his cock, he continued to drive in. The pain was intense, I felt as if I was being ripped in two. I bit harder, and tried to scream, but nothing came out. I had no clue if he had one inch or ten inside me. In one swift move, he drove all the way in and dropped his body on top of mine. “take the pain, motherfucker, take the pain” My body was sweating, my heart racing, my mind was drifting as I involuntarily rolled my eyes back. A slap against my head brought me back to the situation I was in. His cock was moving in and out of my fuck hole, pulling it out until his cock head was pulling the inside of my hole outwards and then he would drive in balls deep. Over and over he would assault my hole. Minutes ticked by and I began to relax, my hole began to relax, and pain turned to pleasure. Sensing this he picked up speed, ramming his cock in and out. At one point he would take that massive fuck stick out and ram it back in balls deep. My silent screams turned to moans of pleasure! Pleasure I had never felt, his massive cock had opened my hole to new senses and I never wanted it to stop. I could feel his cock getting thicker and thicker and I knew that this power fuck was coming to and end. His cock moved faster and faster as his breath increased. Grabbing me by both shoulders, this monster slammed his cock balls deep, groaning: “take that toxic load, you fucking cock whore” He kept pressing his crotch against my ass, as if he was trying to climb in my hole as I felt the pulsing of his cock shooting his cum deep into my wrecked hole. I counted at least nine pulses of his cock, fuck me - it had to be a huge load of toxic cum. Slowly he pulled slightly out as he came down from his intense climax, then pushed back in just as slow, he continued this each time pulling out further and and further, until he pulled completely out. I feel a small amount of his load running down my balls and cock. Without words, he turned and left through the mirror he entered through, leaving me exhausted and still tied to the box.

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Not my last load, but my first was only a yer ago on the overnight ferry from Sweden to Germany. an Arab man had been eyeing me some time and when I went to the toilet he followed me, first he kissed me and made me rock hard I almost came in my briefs, then he took them off and started licking my hole making it really wet, I wanted him to use a condom but he just ignored me and forced my ass down on his large This was the second time a man fucked me) circumsized cock. it hurt real bad but when he started lifting my body up and down his pole I almost fainted with pleasure. I bled a bit, when he saw thatr he really strted pumping me and them I could feel his cum inside me. he kissed me and left.

First time was when I was about 25. I was in the back room at a slutty bar... I thought I was going to suck cock and tease with my ass, but not actually get fucked. That quickly changed to: get fucked, but not let anyone cum in me. Guy stuck his dick in me and three pumps later, unloaded a huge gush of cum inside me. I freaked out and ran home and cleaned myself out over and over. Of course, like many of you, I couldn't stop thinking about the rush of having a raw dick unload in my ass. So a few days later I went to an ABS with the purpose of getting fucked again, this time I knew I wasn't going to try to pull off or stop the top from cumming in me. I was in a booth and a guy put his long, thick cock through the glory hole. I sucked him off for a minute, then, nervous as hell and trembling, turned around and slid my ass down on it. I was sure he was going to pull out and run, but instead he started pumping and a few minutes later I had a hot wad of cum deep inside me. When he pulled out I dropped down and watched him shake the last drops off his cock, zip up, and leave. I never saw his face.

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Part 2 After the first poz trick is gone, I had just enough time to bask in the satisfied smile on your face before there was another knock at the door. It was a couple I’d chatted with who were very anxious to get at your pussy. One was in his early 20s; clean cut with long hair, the other was in his 40s with a short buzz cut and a sexy goatee. They were 2 poz tops who’d been together a couple of years. Of all the guys I’d chatted with setting this night up, I was most excited about these 2. I knew from their pics they were both beefy and muscled up, although the younger guy was smooth and the older one was very hairy. They also both had 9 inch cocks. The younger one was a bit thicker and the older one had a big PA. They undressed quickly and climbed on the bed with you. Seeing the 3 of you on the bed, all 3 so fucking hot, was making my cock throb. The younger one kneeled at your head, putting the head of his thick cock at your mouth, which opened immediately. He slid as much as he could in your talented mouth and started slowly facefucking you. The older one got behind you, picked up a bottle of lube, and slicked up his cock. He could see the red tinged cum leaking out of your cunt so he knew you didn’t need any more lube. He put the fat head with the PA where the cum was leaking and proceeded to stop the leak. He slowly pushed in your lose hole, although as with as fat as these 2 cocks were, you were definitely about to become more loose. He pushed in until it got tighter and stopped. You groaned around the thick cock in your mouth, “UNNNNNNGGGGGGHHHHH”. He pulled back a little and pushed in further. “UNNNNNGGGGGHHHH!” you groaned again as you felt your pussy tighten up. He kept pulling out a little and pushing in more until he had all 9 inches inside you with his thick PA even deeper. You were going to town on the younger guy’s cock with most of it in your mouth and the head slipping repeatedly into your throat. The 9 inches in your ass pulled out to the head and started fucking you steadily, sinking all the way in. “Take those 2 poz cocks” he said as he kept up the pace, a look of ecstasy on his face. They kept this up for a while until the younger guy said, “I want a crack at that pussyhole. He took your cock well enough, so let’s see how he does with mine.” They both pull their hard, slimy cocks out of you and traded places. The older guy held his cum covered cock out to you and you opened your mouth wide and accepted it. The younger guy didn’t even bother with lube because his thick member was coated with your spit and he could tell from looking at your hole you had enough cum in you. He placed the head at your used hole and proceeded to shove slowly, but determinedly inside you. You were tight to him even after his partner’s fat cock, but he didn’t stop pushing. “AAAAAHHHHHHHHH! UNGH UNGH!” you cried out around the cock in your mouth. I could tell this one was hurting, but I could also see you were backing up to your younger fuck partner. You wanted him inside you all the way. He quickly bottomed out deep inside you and started a good fuck rhythm. The younger guy was much more verbal while he was fucking. “Fuck yeah, such a tight asspussy. Even after your thick cock, he’s still tight. I fucking love it.” “Take my poz cock, take both of our poz deathsticks. We’re going to flood this pussy with both loads of our toxic poison.” He started fucking a little faster, really getting into it. “Neither one of us is on meds right now, so you’re going to be getting 2 very charged up loads tonight. If you wanna join the brotherhood, this is going to take care of that.” About that time I heard a knock at the door. I let another guy in who undressed and waited over by me for his turn. The older guy, who had been keeping your mouth busy with his cock and PA said, “That’s enough of that, I’m getting close.” “So am I”, said the younger guy as he picked up speed in his fucking. The older guy got over by his partner and started kissing him deeply while pinching his smooth nipples. This drove him crazy as he fucked you even harder. The older guy got behind his partner and continued to work his nipples as he fucked you in a frenzy. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, OH FUCK, his ass and your hands on my nips are around to bring me off. I’m gonna breed this toxic cumhole.” “Oh YEAH, getting SO CLOSE! Fucking take it man, TAKE MY GODDAMN POZ CUM!!!!!” He slammed into you and held still for a few minutes while shot after shot added to the cum that was already inside you. He shuddered as his orgasm racked his body. The guy standing next to me was rock hard and had precum on the end of his cock, as did I. The younger guy pumped in and out of you a few more times and then pulled out. His partner immediately took his place and shoved back inside your loose, used asspussy. The other guy went over and asked if he could clean the younger guy’s cock off. I nodded yes and he said, “Sure, enjoy yourself”. Even though the cock was shrinking, it was still pretty thick and covered in cum and blood. He licked and slobbered all over it. Meanwhile, his partner had shoved all the way back in you and was fucking you at least as fast as the other had. Even though he wasn’t quite as thick, he still had the PA and was slamming it deep inside you again and again. I was sure it was bruising the inside of your ass if not making some of the tears from the toothbrush worse. You backed your ass up and met him at each stroke. I could see your cock was leaking a long string of precum onto the bedspread as he fucked you harder and harder. “Take my unmedicated poz cum you slut! You want it don’t you, faggot cumwhore!” I could tell this just about sent you over the top. “Yes, breed me! Fill me up with it, I want it! I NEED IT!!!” “Fill my cumwhore pussy with your poison, PLEASE!!!” He slammed in you a couple of more times and yelled, “AAAAARRRRRGGGGHHHHHH!!!” as he pumped yet another load of poz, unmedicated cum inside your used hole. By now, the newest guy had finished cleaning off the younger guy’s cock and was watching up close as you got bred again. Once the older guy’s orgasm stopped, he pulled his cock out and presented it to the new guy to clean off. He went to it immediately. I could tell you were trying to catch your breath from both of those fantastic fuckings. As soon as both cocks were clean, they each kissed you, deeply, embraced and kissed me, got dressed and left. The new guy was staring at your used up cunt as if mesmerized. He looked at me and asked if he could eat your ass for a bit before fucking you. I knew there would be no shortage of cum tonight, so nodded yes. You lay down on your stomach and the guy crawled between your legs so he could get at your abused pussy. He was an average looking guy, nothing that stood out, but not a troll by any means. He licked all the cum off around your asscheeks and up and down your crack. He then latched his lips on your puffy and swollen asslips and stuck his tongue in. He started sucking on your hole, trying to get some of the bloody, toxic cum for himself. I remembered from our brief online chat he was a vers bottom who did like to fuck from time to time, but was as big a cumwhore as you were tonight. He sucked noisily for a few minutes and crawled up between your legs until his hard cock was even with your pussy hole. He was about 7 inches and a little thick, but with a big mushroom head. I assumed sucking all of the excess cum from both cocks and your ass had horned him up past the point of no return. He spit on his hand, rubbed in on the big cockhead, and plowed into you. After the last 2 guys, it had to be nice getting an average size cock. I could see you winced a little when the head went in, but just as before, you pushed back to meet each thrust. I was right about him being horned up because after 5 minutes, he cried out, “OH FUCK, I’M GONNA SHOOT!”. “Give me that load man,” I heard you say, encouraging him. “Fuck, shit, fuck, shit, UHNNNN!” He slammed all the way in and drained his poz nuts into you. After he pulled out, he wiped off with a towel, got dressed, and left. Part 3 cumming soon

Tonight started off as usual. A casual fuck or so I thought. To let you know here in the UK we do have several cruising areas such as along the A71 close to where I stay. But with squirt.org and other sites I find that area too well used and now police patrol on a semi-regular basis. So this evening I met a young guy between 22-25 I would say, and I got him to drive to a spot not 5 minutes away where we could get onto the business of him getting bred. Now this guy like myself has a leather fetish and came along with Leather Trousers and his Leather Jock on underneath. I have 3 quarter length tracksuit bottoms on with my Leather Short Chaps and Jock underneath. Now normally on these anon meets it's a question of just getting onto the business of fuck and go, but not tonight we both had hard ons, me at the thought of breeding him , he because of the Leather aspect. He was an Asian thin sexy looking guy. I begin as usual with small thrusts in and out of his hole. I don't know what it is about Asian guys but they really know how to ride a cock. I wasn't in control he was. Bloody amazing. I felt my cock expand in him. I didn't want to cum but did. Filled his hole.Another hole bred. I just wish at the end of it all we'd swapped numbers, but that is not what anon is about. Best sex I have had in a while.

i really hope i convert soon

Home from the guy

Oh daddy and PandB are sure creating a very hot gifter and hot neg holes will surely be surrending to these guys Poz tools!

I wake up with a hard on and no one to take care of it but later tonight I have another Poz conversion to do , so it wont go to waist. I get a tex that my BF has landed at Dulles and is on his way to the hotel. In the lobby you can see a lot of the Leather community is here by the way they dress with jeans , leather vest and some in all leather. I get into my tight jeans. Boots tee shirt and leather vest. In the lobby I’m getting eye balled by all the Leather Daddies and some ask what I’m doing later , being polite I saw I have a date and he is on his way. I see my BF walk in trough the lobby door in his business suite caring his brief case like he's going to a business meeting not a Leather Conference / sex party. He walks right up to me drops his brief case puts arms around me and gives me a very passionate kiss with his hands going all over my body , I respond the same way and out of the conner of my eye I see people looking as if we went any longer we would be taking our clothes off and start fucking. Master Tom tells us a new prospect who wants to join our M/s family he will be arriving soon and to get him ready for his initiation into the family. We meet up with Jerry , he’s 24 5ft9 maybe 140 lb. very hot looking . We get him to the play room that has nothing it but slings, fuck bench & cross, we get Jerry out of his clothes and like all slaves he is hairless from the neck down. Since this is his first time with the family he has to be put in chastity for the next 6 months. Jerry has a thick 8 inch dick that we have to lock up , the device we are given is small so it like putting 10 lb. of potatoes in a 5 lb.. bag, I know the feeling very well and at times it’s painful.He will be chained to the toilet with a lock collar in the bath room and someone will always be in the room to make sure he is safe.I wonder if Jerry knows what he is in for as I remember the day very well I joined the Family. We make sure Jerry has a clean hole so we use a sure shot on him before we lock up his ass hole with ass chastity lock with is had to take for long. The vendors are open so I’m getting some new leather for my self as when my brother moves in with us in June he will be getting mine. After spending $1,500 I think I have it all LOL after putting on a show trying things on and getting looks from thous who are shopping.

5. Seth At the sound of the stranger's voice, I froze. Not that it made a big difference. With Jon's hands wrapped around my waist and JP's hand on the back of my head, I wasn't moving much anyway. I had been lost in the world of pure pleasure, unconcerned with mundane topics like societal norms. But the stranger reminded me of my position; kneeling down on all fours, as one man had his cock buried in my ass and another man had his dick deep in my throat. "Relax," Jon said. It was amazing how connected I felt with him. Of course, that was how it should be; his dick was deep inside of me. But every other time I had been fucked, there was a condom between me and the other man. It took actually barebacking to realize how much that thin layer of rubber actually cut me off from my partner. "It's just Cal." Jon had told me about Cal. He was the third person in his relationship. I didn't fully understand it, but I accepted it. I knew that Cal was a lot younger than Jon or JP; Jon called him their boy. I was a bit jealous of Cal. He would get fucked by Jon and JP almost every day, and sometimes, he even fucked the two older studs. He had sent me pictures of him; he was tall and thin, with jet black hair and a smooth, hairless body. His dick was nice. It stuck up from a patch of dark hair, curved slightly to one side, and was about seven inches long although nicely thick. "We're in the bedroom," JP called out. He turned his attention to me. "No reason for you to stop yet," he continued, and guided me back to a steady rhythm of nursing on his shaft. "He'll be another raw dick for your collection. You ready for that?" I nodded as best I could his JP's cock deep in my throat. I was no longer quite as scared as when I first heard his voice. Jon had made it clear that Cal was part of the barebacker's club, and was looking forward to my initiation. Jon hadn't mentioned HIV, but it didn't matter. I was on PrEP, and with the first pill I had swallowed, all those fears about disease and illness had melted away. "I see you guys have already gotten started," Cal said. I tried my best to turn to see him, but JP held me in place and I just saw an outline out of the corner of my eyes. "Why don't you get naked and join us?" Jon said. "Seth's a hungry boy, and the old men aren't going to be able to fill his holes without some help." As Cal walked to the bed, he shed his clothes. He kicked off his shoes, then his tie, then the shirt and pants. Under the pants, he was wearing a white jock strap. It was hot to think of him at the office, his hole so exposed and ready. "You must be Seth," he said, as he crawled onto the bed with the three of us. JP was still holding my head in place. "Eahhh, I ahh," I said, as best I could with JP's cock in my mouth. "Don't worry. You've got more important things to do than talk. Make my man happy." I blushed. I didn't like my first interaction with Cal to be while I was getting spit-roasted between his lovers. He was hot; I wanted to be more than just a plaything to him. "How was your day?" JP asked. "Good. Phil called me into his office again. He was going to see his wife's parents this weekend" "And?" "He's headed there with his balls drained." "Good boy," Jon said. "That what I think it is?" Cal said. "Yeah," Jon replied. "You should catch up." Cal crawled to the edge of the bed. I couldn't see what he was doing, but I heard the flick of the lighter, and the unmistakable scent of the weed. Cal did a big hit from the pipe, and held it. "Me," Jon said, and Cal leaned in to shotgun the hit to Jon. Jon paused his fucking for a moment as the two men made out. As he kissed his boy, his dick twitched, and dribbled some pre-cum into my hole. As it got absorbed, images of a younger Cal getting fucked by Jon and JP flashed through my head. In my stoned, sexualized state, I couldn't explain how I had learned these things, other than the power of bareback sex. "My turn," JP said, as the two men broke off their kiss and exhaled the hit. "Of course," Cal said. He moved over to JP, his crotch now right in my field of view. His dick was straining against the white fabric of his jockstrap; it wouldn't be long before the jockstrap disappeared, and his shaft disappeared into me. Once more, there was the flick of the torch, the scent of the weed, and two men kissing. Like Jon, JP's cock twitched and leaked more of the salty pre-cum. This time, the image that flicked through my head was of a much younger JP slowly convincing Jon of the pleasures of pure, raw, male sex. "Nice," Jon said. "Let's not forget the guest of honor here." "Of course not," Cal said. "JP?" "I guess," he said. "But damn, it feels so good." "Plenty of time," Jon said. JP let go of my head and slowly pulled his cock out of my throat. It was not a quick yank; it took a few moments for the full length of his shaft to emerge from my mouth. Even though he was pulling it out, it reminded me even more of my submissive role that evening. "Fuck, that's nice. Got you all wet," Jon said. JP was momentarily silent. Cal stepped in, pulling me up to face him. "Hi," he said. "I'm Cal." He was smiling, his brown eyes looking me over. I felt even more naked and exposed than before. "Seth," I said. "It's great to finally meet you in the flesh. Jon has told me so much about you." He turned his attention to Jon, who was still right behind me, his cock deep in my hole. "How is he? As good as you thought?" "Exquisite," Jon said. "Tight. Hot. Welcoming. I want to breed him, but I never want to pull out." I blushed again. I wasn't used to being talked about as just a sexual object. "I can't wait," Cal said. "But first, something to set the mood." He placed the pipe in his mouth, and took a long drag from it. When he was done, a small wisp of smoke escaped from his mouth. He was so clean-cut, so young and innocent, he made it all seem so harmless. And it was. It was hardly the first time I had gotten stoned, nor the first time I had gotten fucked. The only difference was that it was the first time without a condom. But I didn't have to worry. I was an even more powerful drug and it was protecting me. "Now you," Cal continued. He grabbed my cheek, and pressed his lips against mine. As he exhaled, I inhaled, and the hit of pot was exchanged between the two of us. The shot gun quickly devolved into a kiss, and I let his tongue explore my mouth. "I can taste JP's pre-cum," he said. "So hot." He kissed me a while longer. "Do you want to taste my pre-cum too?" I nodded, still holding the hit. I wanted to know everything about these men, what they looked like naked, how their cocks felt inside me, what their pre-cum tasted like, and most of all, how their loads felt in my ass. My own dick twitched a bit, thinking about Jon cumming inside of me, and a bead of pre-cum dripped out. "I think he likes the idea," JP said, noticing the pre-cum. He reached down and scooped it off with a finger, then licked it clean. "He tastes pretty good himself. Like you used to taste." "Better get completely naked," Jon said. I couldn't hold it any longer, and exhaled the hit. "And I want another hit." Cal handed the pipe and torch over my shoulder to Jon, then pulled off his jockstrap. His movements were spare and simple; where I would have fumbled, he pulled his jock out and over, freeing his cock. It sprang out, already hard and eager for some play. "Want a taste?" he asked me. "Please," I said, trying to keep my attention focused on his face and not stare at the beautiful shaft swinging below us. "You know. I'm poz. Just like Jon and JP." Although Jon had told me that all of them were poz, it hadn't registered that Cal was too. Jon and JP were older men, men that I expected had gotten infected, men that might not have known. But Cal was almost my age, and he had the disease I feared so much. "It was a few years ago. Before there were the options you have. The freedom you have." A bit of mental math, little more than subtraction was all I could do in my stoned, sexualized state, suggested that it was these two men who had infected him. Somehow, it became very important that these men were positive. I needed to show myself that it didn't matter any more. That I could have sex with whomever I wanted, and have sex the way I wanted. "I know. It doesn't matter," I said. Behind me, Jon pressed his dick back into me. "For my first time, I want it to be men like you. To show myself it doesn't matter." "That's a good attitude to have," Cal said. Behind me, Jon exhaled his hit. "You ready for your first raw load?" Cal kissed me again. "Ready for your first poz load?" he asked me. "I want it," I said. A week ago, I would have been shaking in fear, wondering if I was signing my own death warrant. But today, it was different. I was shaking, but it was from pleasure. Jon's cock was hard and stiff, deep inside my body, and ready to explode. But I didn't care. There were powerful drugs keeping me safe and letting me focus on the pleasure. "Breed me," I said. "Breed me," I repeated. My cock throbbed at those two simple words. I had dreamt of saying them, shot my load thinking about them, and wondered if I would ever be able to say them. But today, this evening it was real. "Breed me, Jon. Shoot your load in my ass." Jon's cock was slamming into me; without bracing myself against Cal, he would have been pushing me around the bed. With each forceful stroke, his dick got even harder and dribbled a bit of pre-cum into me. "Give it to me," I grunted, between his strokes. "I want your load." "Oh hell yes," Jon said. "So fucking close here." "Give it to him," JP said. "Breed the boy. Mark him with your cum." "He's gonna shoot in you," Cal whispered. He licked my ear, and it sent shivers down my body. "Fill you with his cum. His poz cum. And you're going to love it." "Please," I moaned again. "Fuck me. Shoot your load in me. Breed me." "OH FUCK," Jon grunted. He slammed his cock into me one last time, and held it there. In the moment, time slowed down and every sensation got magnified. Jon's dick stopped deep in me, then pulled out a fraction of an inch, creating a tiny void in my body. Then a wave shot down the full length of his cock, starting at my asshole, then in my ass, and ending at his cockhead. The wave exploded into me. "OH FUCK," Jon yelled. He had just shot his first volley of cum into me. He had bred me. I had just gotten bred. It was no longer abstract. It was real. It was as real as the hot load of cum getting absorbed into my body. Years of jerk-off fantasies had just come true. "TAKE IT," Jon grunted again, pulling out, slamming back in, and another spurt of semen landed in my body. I realized I was trembling out of a combination of pleasure and relief. I was now officially a barebacker. I had taken a load from another man. I had even taken a poz load. There would be no going back now. There was no way I could imagine having sex with a rubber, as either a top or a bottom. "It's ok," Cal said. He wrapped an arm around me and pulled me close. My heart was pounding against his chest. "I know what it's like. I remember the first time I took a load. It's ok." He ran his hand through my hair, and gave me a kiss. "It's ok." Jon shoved his dick into me a few more times, each stroke punctuated with a spurt of cum. "Good man," JP said, and gave Jon a kiss. "He needed that. And he needed you to do it." "Fuck," Jon gasped. His cock was still hard and deep inside me as the last few drops of his cum leaked out. "You're officially a barebacker now." "Thank you," I said. Jon collapsed on top of me. He was sweaty and hot, and the hair on his chest rubbed against my back. It felt so amazing. His cock was still inside of me and the last few drops of semen were dripping out and into me. It was hard to imagine a better way to lose my bareback virginity. "My pleasure. Thank you for taking my load," Jon said. "Yeah, yeah," JP said. "Hurry up with the aftercare. There's plenty of time to cuddle later. It's my turn to breed that hole." I might have just popped my bareback cherry, but Jon's load was only the beginning of what I would get over the next few days. "Give me a second," Jon said. He lifted himself off of my body, and slowly started to pull his cock out of me. "Don't want any of it to leak out." Cal gave me another kiss. "You ok?" he asked. "Ready for another load?" "Of course," I said. "I feel empty now." "Won't be for long," Cal said. "Jean-Paul has a big one. And he knows how to use it." "Think he needs any lube?" JP asked. "It's a big load up there, but it never hurts," Jon said. "Besides, this is a marathon, not a sprint. Can't let him get worked over too soon." "Good call," JP said. Jon's dick slipped out of my hole with a wet pop. It still seemed barely believable that the older stud had just fucked me. It seemed even less believable that I was going to get fucked by two more hot, hung men. Even better, they, like me, were barebackers. One of the two men dribbled a bit of lube on my hole. The cool liquid felt good, although it was a pale comparison with how a man's cock felt. "You ready?" JP asked me. He had lined his cock up with my hole. Despite how thick he was, Jon had opened me up, and I knew I could take him with ease. I nodded. "Of course." "That's what I want to hear," JP said. "Cal?" he asked. He didn't have to say anything else; the young man grabbed the bottle of poppers and held it under my nose. "Big hit," Cal said. "Trust me," he continued. "You're gonna want it. He's a monster." I inhaled deeply. The warm chemical scent engulfed me as I turned back into a sexual being. I was meant to take cock. I need to take cock. "Give it to me." "Brave one," Jon said. "You're gonna love it." "Stop teasing me," I said. The poppers finished the sentence for me. "And fuck me." "As you wish," Jean-Paul said, and pushed his dick into me. I was immediately thankful for the poppers. JP's shaft was thicker than Jon's. He pushed it all the way into me on the very first stroke, and I could tell his dick was longer than Jon's. I was once more filled with cock. Even better, I was filled with raw daddy cock. "Feels good, doesn't it?" Cal asked me. I nodded in agreement. "Nothing like a big hard daddy cock fucking you, is there?" he continued. I wondered how he had known, if it was so obvious how I felt about the older man pounding me. Jon had told me he was in his early forties, but only said Jean-Paul was older than he was. It was hard to tell how old JP was, but even if he was just a year older than Jon, he had been fucking men longer than I had been alive. JP's The experience showed. With each stroke, he was pushing himself deeper into me, finding new parts of my ass that had never been touched by another man, and certainly never touched by an ungloved dick. As he fucked me, I realized just how big of a load Jon had deposited into me. I was grateful for it; it made JP's fuck so much more bearable. JP was carefully spreading it across the entire length of my hole, using it to lubricate each stroke. "Feel good?" Jon asked. "Amazing," JP said. "So hot." He pushed his dick into me and held it there. A bit of pre-cum dribbled from his cockhead; I couldn't see it, and could barely feel it, but I suddenly understood so much more about Jean-Paul. He had a sadness that I knew nothing would ever be able to fix. It was the sadness of loss, that so many of his friends and lovers were no longer with him. But there was the wisdom of age where he had accepted the sadness as part of himself and even was able to rejoice in it. "So fresh and ready," JP continued. Fucking me was his way of rejecting any concept of sex as death. Sex was a celebration, a way for two men to come together and be more than the sum of themselves. I was part of a new vanguard. I'd never have the fear that JP had. But I could share myself with him, and learn from him. "So fucking good." "And you? Cal?" Jon asked. "Don't want this to stop. Not ever." "Eventually, we need to take a break. But not for a while," Cal said. "Not for a long time." He grabbed the pipe and torch, and lit it. The smell of the weed already filled the room, but he added a bit more to it before he inhaled deeply. He kissed me, exhaling it into my mouth. It seemed like we kissed for hours, but it was just the change in perception of time that pot always did to me. Finally, he broke it off, and let me exhale. "Not until we're all drained. All of us," he said. I looked down, and saw that his cock was hard as a rock. Mine was also erect; my dick had never been harder or thicker than it was right now. I remembered what it had felt like to slide into Mick this morning. I wondered which man I would get to fuck first tonight, or even if I would get to fuck someone. Maybe this was just a weekend to take dick; in the heat of the moment it did not seem like the worst outcome. "Wanna suck it?" Cal asked. "Of course he does," Jon said. He put a hand on the back of my head, and pushed me down towards Cal's cock. "He's a hungry boy." I opened my mouth and let Cal's cock slide into me. In the space of only an hour or so, I had let three different men put their cocks inside me. I had read about promiscuous gay men, but it had always been other men, not me. I had the dream of a steady boyfriend, maybe even a family. It would be safe and what was expected. But now, there was another door that was opening for me. This one had no limitations and was a path of sex and pleasure. I licked the bit of precum from the tip of Cal's cock, savoring the salty, musky flavor. "Come on," Jon said. "You can take more of it." He pushed harder, forcing Cal's dick deeper in my mouth. Luckily, he stopped just as Cal's cockhead hit the back of my throat. Unfortunately, at that moment, JP pulled his dick almost all the way out, then slammed back in, forcing me forward. It was hard enough that Cal's cock pushed its way into my throat. I wasn't prepared for the intrusion, and I had to fight back the urge to gag. "Oh god," Cal grunted. "Let me in. So fucking good." I was struggling; my body had decided it wasn't ready for the foreign object, even as I wanted nothing more than to have the full length of Cal's tool down my throat. I gasped, only to find my airway blocked by cock. As panic set in, I realized how easy it would be to choke on cock. I wondered what my last thoughts would be, as the blackness took over. But, luckily, Cal pulled back, and I gasped for breath. "Fucking hot," Cal said. "Choking on cock." I nodded, not entirely sure I agreed with him, especially when it was me who was doing the choking. "Let's try it again," he said. This time I was prepared. I swallowed, and he pushed his cock into my throat. Smaller than Jean-Paul, when I was expecting it, it fit in easily. Although not quite as intimate as barebacking, sucking cock was still a great way to learn about a man and what made him tick. Where Jean-Paul had kept his hand on the back of my head, asserting his dominance, Cal cupped his hand around my cheek, almost caressing me as I worked my way down his shaft. "That's it, Seth," he said. "All the way down." Both approaches worked. For Cal, younger, more boyish, it was hard for him to assert authority. On the other hand, the masculine power of Jean-Paul was impossible to ignore and was completely core to his very identity. In either case, I wanted to make them feel good however I could. It was a genuine desire on my part; in the past, bottoming had been something I did, but did not always enjoy. Fundamentally, it was never as pleasurable as I thought it should be. But bareback was different. It was easy to take a dick, even one as big as JP's. It was easy to take his thrusts. Rather than recoiling from him, I found myself pushing back on his dick, trying to get more of it inside of me. I wanted to feel him inside of me. I wanted him to fuck me hard. Most of all, I wanted him to cum inside me. Only one man had cum in me, but already, I was craving another one. The connection we would share once his cum was inside me was something rare and beautiful. "Oh yeah," JP moaned. "Can't last long in this hole." "Cum in him," Jon said. "Shoot your hot load." JP pushed into me a again. Deep in my guts, I felt Jon's cum squish around Jean-Paul's cockhead, lubricating it as JP's cock slid in and out of my body. For so many years growing up, I had been told that this was unnatural, but in the heat of the moment, it seemed so perfect and right. "Give him what he needs." Need. It was a strong word. I needed oxygen. I needed water. I needed food. Did cum fall in the same category? It did. Even the briefest though of not getting JP's load struck me with terror, and I pushed back against his dick, making sure he couldn't pull out. "It's ok," JP said. He leaned down, resting his chest on my back. "It's ok, boy," he repeated. "You're going to get my cum. You're going to get bred." "Needy boy," Cal said. "You were just as bad," Jon said. "When you first started barebacking." "I know. I remember." Cal pushed his dick into my throat and held it. "I still am." His dick pulsed, and a dribble of pre-cum landed in my throat. "Now, give him your hot daddy load, so I can fuck him." He pulled his cock out of my mouth. I missed it, but it also let me focus on Jean-Paul and his throbbing shaft. "And you're just as demanding as ever," JP said. "But ok. You ready for another load?" he asked me. "Hell yeah," I said. "Fucking breed me. Shoot that load up there." I didn't care if I seemed like an over-eager cocksucker. I was in a group of men who understood the need, the undeniable need for seed. "Give it to me." "Of course, my hungry boy," JP whispered. "Any time you need it." He wrapped an arm around my chest, holding me in position. His arm was a man's arm. It was thick, muscular, and hairy and even if I tried, I wasn't sure I would be able to escape. But it wasn't scary. Rather, it made me feel safe and protected. JP was taking care of me; I was his boy, and he was going to give me his most precious gift. "So fucking close." he murmured. "Cum in me. Breed me," I grunted. I reached down and grabbed my cock. My shaft was as thick as it ever was, and dribbling pre-cum. JP grabbed my hand with his free arm, and pulled it away from my dick. "Not yet boy. Time for that later. Now, it's my cock you need to focus on. My load. You ready for it, boy?" I nodded. "Please," I said. "Give it to me." "Of course," he said. He pulled out, then pushed his dick all the way into me. His balls were pressed up against my hole, and his dickhead was deeper inside me than any man had ever gotten. He was in virgin territory with nothing between us. "Oh hell," Jean-Paul continued. "Oh fuck yes!" Deep in my guts, I felt his cock swell and then spurt. There was a gush of fluid into me, then that unique warmth of a man's cum. Another man had cum inside of me; Jean-Paul was the second notch on my bareback belt. "Oh yeah," I grunted, pushing my ass back against him, trying to get him deeper in my body. I wanted every precious drop of his spunk. "Take it," he said. "Take my load." Another spurt and more cum was now in my hole. His load was just as big as Jon's, and he was filling me up with his thick jizz. "Oh yeah." he continued, and a third spurt shot into my body. "Oh YEAH," he said, pulling his cock out slightly. It was just enough to feel how wet my hole was from the cum both men had deposited in me. "Take my cum." "Please," I said again. I wasn't sure if it was even possible to get too much cum in my ass. But this weekend, I would find out. I had gotten loads from Jon and Jean-Paul, and it would be only a few minutes before Cal was inside of me. The rest of the weekend promised even more bareback fucking. "Of course boy. As much as you want." "He's a good one, isn't he?" Jon said. "Amazing," Jean-Paul answered. "Milking it out of me." A fourth spurt, and then a fifth spurt landed in my hole. JP was starting to slow down, but his cock stayed hard. He worked his shaft in and out of my hole, rubbing his cum into me and lubricating me. "Ready for another donation?" he asked. "I think Cal's ready to get inside of you." "I want it all," I said. "Each of you." "As I said," Jon said. "He's a hungry boy. You ready to do the honors, Cal?" "Of course." Cal was still kneeling right in front of me, his hard cock in my face. "I want to find out if he's as good as you say he is."

Part 4 As we headed out of town, Master allowed me to sit in the seat, buckled up for safety, but had me naked, my newly caged cock on full display. We drove in silence for a while. I wanted to ask some questions, but was smart enough to know better. Eventually Master spoke. " You are pleasing me very much so far boy. Only three small infractions so far. Not bad for a new slave. Your third infraction was at the shop when I had to tell you twice to get on your knees. You will learn to never hesitate when I give an order. I want you to know boy, I have no intention of inflicting permanent damage on you ever. I can be occasionally cruel, inflict pain, humiliate you, but you will never question or hesitate. You will only obey if you want to be my slave, or be punished or dismissed altogether." My heart sank at this tbought. "I am pleased that you've so far never questioned a load I've made you take. I told you last night I was clean and keep my boys clean. I've known all the men that have bred you very well. When I order you to take a strangers cock, it will be safe, but you will ALWAYS eat the load. A slave never wastes cum. Are we clear boy?" "Yes Sir." "Good. I have lived in this city for a long time. The leather community is really tight. We look out for each other like one gigantic family because even in the gay community, many look down on us. After this weekend, you will officially be part of the family, so don't disrespect it. Understand boy?" "Yes Sir. I never would shame or dishonour you." "Good boy, so you must have a question for me? Go ahead." I hesitated a moment before I asked. "Well Sir, you seem so amazing, but what happened to your other slaves?" "Good question boy. Various things. My last boy, well, he was going to college. I supported him in trade of being my 24/7 slave. His only responsibility beyond me was school. He achieved his Master's degree and moved on. It wasn't easy, but that's life. My slave before him decided after 4 months that it wasn't for him. So he broke it off. My slave before him had to leave to take care of his sick mother. He had served me for 3 years. You see boy, you're free to leave whenever you want. But as long as you stay, you will submit completely, obey every order, and always please me. I've dismissed slaves before because they had trouble with those 3 things." I just sat in silence while he conitinued. "Now, as part of your total obedience, I have no obligation to tell you where we're going. I tell you because you're new to this. We're going to see a couple thats held in VERY high esteem in the community. They have been together for years, are retired, quite well off and possess a very impressive dungeon. You will call them Master M and Master G, who has a beard. They have 3 slaves. Slave Alpha and Slave Beta have served them for many years. They are all your superiors. Slave Gamma, they call him Thing. He is probably the only slave around currently lower than you. I won't go into details about him now, you may not even see him. Thats all you need to know." We drove the rest of the way in silence. The trip took about an hour, and took us out to some very secluded properties. We pulled up to a large house that sat on several well wooded acres. As Master guided me out of the car, he snapped his fingers and I dropped to my hands and knees. He led me up to the front door and rang the bell. "Welcome Master F." One of the slaves said opening the door. "Good to see you. The Master's are already down stairs." We followed him to a door and a staircase. Master motioned me to stand and walked me down the stairs. I dropped to my hands and knees immediately at the bottom. Master guided me over to two older, but still hot men sitting in throne like chairs. "Present!" he ordered me. I instantly snapped into position. "Frank! How are you?" asked Master G, as the men stood and hugged. "So this is your new one? Not bad at all! You think he's a keeper?" "You bet I do! He's eager, a quick learner, and displays a real desire." I beamed with pride at Master's compliments. "He's taken 7 since last night, 2 from me, and eaten 2. He even took Big Ben. Of course he's tweaked as fuck, but..." The men all laughed at that. "And just 3 minor infractions." "Great!" said Master S. "Lets get him on the fuck bench and add another shard. Bill and Chris should be here any minute. I couldn't get a hold of Charlie." "Awesome!" Exclaimed Master. "That's at LEAST 4 more. Pretty impressive considering this has all been such short notice." "You know the guys Frank." Said Master G, when it comes to.breaking in a new slave, we do our best to pitch in. Sloppy seconds, thirds or more is one thing, but missing out on a slaves breaking in sucks!" The men laughed again as their slave led me to a bench and told me to climb aboard. I laid face down and was securely restrained and blindfolded. The plug was removed, a finger stuck in and the plug replaced. Something I was now well familiar with. Very shortly I heard more voices join in, greeting each other, congratulating Master on his new boy. Then I heard the discussion turn serious. "So Frank said he had 3 minor infractions." "Well he"s brand new." "It's still infractions. Teach them from the beginning." "True, if you let it slide, they don't learn." "So, 30 with the flogger?" "Sounds good. So who should do it?" "Well it's Franks boy, he sbould." The men grew silent and I shook. Then It hit me across the ass. I cried out in pain and shock. But there was no time to think. They came fast and hard. My ass felt like it was on fire. After about 10 or so, it felt less painful, almost pleasurable. As the last few hit me I was moaning, and my cock strained in it's cage. The pain turned me on and made me even hornier. The plug was pulled out of my ass and a mask filled with poppers was placed over my nose. A cock slammed deep and hard into my open hole and I let out a deep, gutteral moan. The next few hours were a complete blur. I was so high and had been fucked so much, I could barely tell what was happenening anymore. I'm pretty sure they would fuck me for a bit then switch cocks in my cunt. All I know is once the first Master slammed into me, I was fucked non-stop till everyone was satisfied. I could hear my ass make slurping sounds as it was pummeled relentlessly. I just relaxed and let the Master's pound my totally wet, loose slavehole. Not that I could have stopped them. Not that they would have cared. They were breaking in a new slave, and that's all that mattered to them. During this marathon fuck, I was presented with 3 different cocks to suck. The 2 house slaves, and I'm sure the other Master's brought a slave, unless I had to suck off Thing just to humiliate me. All I know is I gave all three the best suck job I could, since my mouth was the only hole I had any control over at this point. I couldn't even squeeze my ass muscles anymore. All I could do is let the Master's enjoy themselves as they busted wide open a new slave. Finally the last Master must have cum, because my hole was not immediately filled when the last cock pulled out, making a shlooping noise. The Master's examined my wrecked hole, commenting on what a pretty rosebud it was, especially with cum dripping out. I could see flashes going off as pictures were taken. I'm sure they had well documented the entire session. Then I felt a plug going in, securely locking all the Master's cum inside me. It was bigger than my previous plug, yet I could barely feel it at this point. Hell, I probably wouldn't even feel Big Ben at this point, I was so high and fucked wide open. I was worried my hole would never be normal again. One of the slaves untied me and removed the blindfold, helping me off the bench as Master ordered to present to the slaves and thank them, then the Masters. I assumed the position, thanking each slave for their cum. Then I crawled and presented to the Master's. Before I could speak Master said, "We're going to play a little game first, boy. You see, you took 5 more loads this afternoon, but I didn't fuck you. That means 1 Master came twice. You will open your mouth and each Master will put his cock in to.be.cleaned off. Then after you have given your thanks, you will try to guess which Master came twice. If you're wrong it's 15 lashes. Guess wrong twice, 30. 3 wrong, 60. Go." I opened my mouth and Master G put his cock in, which I quickly cleaned all the juices off of. Then the other 3 Masters followed. Then I thanked each Master for giving me their cum. "So boy, which Master?" my Master asked. I thought hard for a moment. Master's M. and G. were in their late 60's, probably harder for them to cum twice, but not impossible I supposed. Master's B and C looked to be in their late 30's, and obviously worked out. From here it was a wild guess. "Um....Master B, Sir?" I guessed. All the Master's expressed their disappointment because I had guessed right. They had wanted to see me abused more. "Well men, fairs, fair." said my Master. " But I DIDI tell him I could be cruel! You came twice Bill. You deserve a reward!" The Master's cheered. "60 free lashes! Boy, turn around and stick that ass in the air." I reluctantly obeyed but didn't dare hesitate and shame my Master. The flogging came swift and hard. But damn if it didn't make my cock hard again. I was really digging getting whipped! At about the 20th stroke I started to pleasurably moan. Each hit elicited a louder and louder response from me. By 40 I had instinctively raised my ass higher, saying yes after each fresh strike. By the time Master B. was done, I was begging him for more. The Master's laughed. "Looks like you've got a little pain pig on your hands Frank." laughed Master B. Guess you have to find another punishment. This is more of a reward. Look how much his cock leaked on the floor." "Yea, I guess so. Lick that up boy!" Master ordered. I licked up my cock juice and was taken upstairs. I was led to the car by another slave as the Master's said their goodbye's. As we drove away, Master asked me how my hole felt now that 10 different cocks had fucked me in less than 24 hours. "Honestly, I don't really feel it right now Sir. I mean, I can tell there is a bigger plug in it, but it doesn't hurt." "Oh it will boy, trust me. Your hole is in fine shape, there's been no blood. But once you come down from being high....it will be sore." Master laughed. "Remember when I told you I would fuck you so much this weekend you wouldn't be able to walk tues? You will note I never said it would only be my cock. I haven't fucked you yet today, and Travis our waiter hasn't fucked you yet. Theres 2 more this eve. And he possibly might find a couple more. And then we still have tomorrow boy. If I can't rustle up some tops tomorrow, then I will turn in my Leather Master card! You begged for this boy. You begged to be my slave. Are you still sure boy? Remember, I know a lot of people." "Bring it Sir! Please!" I smiled at him as I ground my welted ass into the seat, pushing the plug against my prostate while my tina dick strained in it's cage.

Part 3 "First things first." said Master. "Go into the bathroom boy. There are clippers on the counter, and razors and shaving cream in the cabinet. I want you hairless from the neck down. I'd help you, but it's tedious, and it's a slave's responsibility to keep himself hairless at all times. And I have other things to do. I give you EXACTLY 30 minutes from the moment you enter the bathroom. When you are done, you will find me and present yourself wearing your slave gear. First lesson. When you present yourself, you will kneel, legs spread, and hands clamped behind your head, head bowed." "Yes Sir!" I said jumping off the bed. Luckily I wasn't very hairy so it hopefully wouldn't take long. I grabbed the clippers and went to work. I worked as quickly as I could and was soon totally smooth. I replaced my slave items and ran to the living room, presenting myself as ordered. "33 minutes." said Master. "I gave you 30. This will be noted." "I'm sorry Sir!" I replied. "No boy. To apologize is to make an excuse. If you fail at a task and I tell you so, you simply reply "yes Sir."" "Yes Sir." I replied, disappointed that I had displeased him, even minorly. Master then felt my body all over, especially my ass, looking for any missed hair. "You did a good job boy, that pleases me. Now we will shower. You will follow me on you hands and knees. You will shower first. You have 2 minutes to thoroughly wash your body. Then I will step in and you will wash me. I'll instruct you how when I get in there. When we finish, there is 1 towel. You will thoroughly dry me off, then you may dry yourself. Eventually I'll teach you to shave me, but not today. Then we brush our teeth and get dressed. I have clothing items that I hope fit you. Understood?" "Yes Sir!" I replied and I followed him into the bathroom. The shower went smoothly and I crawled after him into the bedroom. Master started rummaging through the closet, pulling out various items. "What size waist are you boy?" "32 Sir." "Well damn it. My last two slaveboys were 30. These will be too small. Oh well, I was going shopping anyway. Your regular jeans will do till then. This will fit though." he said tossing me a leather harness. I put it on, loosening the buckles a little. Master put on jeans, a black tee shirt and a biker jacket and sat on the bed. "Fetch my boots boy and put them on for me. Then kiss each one. Then go put on your clothes except your tee shirt and present by the door." "Yes Sir!" I said, starting into the living room. "Hands and knees boy!" Master barked. "I didn't give you permission to walk!" I dropped to my knees instantly, angry again at myself for my error. I fetched Masters boots, put them on, kissed them, and crawled back to my clothes. I quickly dressed and presented at the door. Master attached a leash to my collar and said, "Stand up boy, lets go. You will follow behind me at all times." He led me a couple blocks to a local gay restaurant, where he of course knew everyone. "A new one Frank?" asked the waiter as he approached the table. "Yup. And it's his birthday too." Replied Master. "Just breaking him in as of last night. If your free after 6 we should be back by then if you want to help out." Back by then I thought to myself. Wonder where were going? But I knew better than to ask. "Nice." replied the waiter. "Always happy to help a friend out! I can probably round up at least a couple more if you like." My horny ass twitched on the plug hearing this. I never imagined a weekend like this in my life! "How many so far?" "6, two were mine. And Big Ben has already been in there." "Damn! You ARE breaking him in. Got him spun?" " Of course." Frank laughed. "And why do you think I brought him here? I knew you worked Sundays and I wanted you to see my new toy." I blushed a bit as the men talked about me like an object. But I had told Master I wanted to be his slave. "So we'll have 2 large OJ, fruit and scrambled eggs. You gotta force yourself to eat boy when you do tina, even though your not hungry." Master said as the waiter left. We ate our food, and I did have to force mine down, then went back to the apartment to wait till the leather store opened. I stripped as soon as I walked in the door, which made Master smile. He snapped and pointed to the sofa, and I sat on the floor while he retrieved something from the bedroom. He returned with the baggie and a glass pipe. "I'm going to teach you how to smoke it now boy. I won't show you because I never partake on Sundays cause of work. But you have an extra day, and you'll be happy I kept you high." Master loaded a big load and taught me how to do it. 8 big hits later and I felt ready to take on the world. "Get dressed and present at the door." was all Master said. I did, remembering to crawl this time. He led me out the door to his car, instructing me to sit on the floor. We drove to the leather/sex store and he led me inside. Of course it did not surprise me when he was greeted by name. "Hey Frank." said the old queen behind the counter. He recognized me as I frequently shopped there myself for poppers and lube and such. He flirted with me every time, but I'm sure he flirted with everyone, hoping for some action. But he was old, overweight, and generally not attractive. "A new one? About time someone caught this little tease!" "Nice catch Frank." said one of the other people working. He was a sexy bear. The third employee was his boy, a smaller, younger version of him. "What can we help you with?" asked the old queen, looking at me lasciviously. "Lets start with a chastity cage. Something for long term that can be hidden fairly easily." Replied Master. My heart leaped. Long term? Did I just bite off more than I can chew? But I said nothing. The twitching in my ass told me I wanted this. Why dont we take a couple options into the dressing room? We probably need some assistance." My heart beat faster as I realized the old queen was about to see my tiny tina dick. "Of course, gladly." Replied the old queen taking three devices out of the case. " This may take a bit." He said to the bear. The bear just smiled as we were led to the back dressing rooms. Once inside Master ordered me to drop my pants. I did, but slowly, feeling humiliated. "Tiny little dick, isn't it" Said the queen. "He's high as fuck right now. Breaking him in. It isn't always this small. How big is your cock when its hard boy?" "About 6 1/2 inches Sir." I replied meekly. "Well I think this one will be perfect. The cage is 3 inches long and easy to press down and hide. Comfortable to wear, but painful if he gets an erection. Shall I put it on him?" "By all means." Said Master. The old queen fondeled and manipilated my cock and balls, obviously enjoying it. Eventually it was all together, locked, and the key handed to Master. "I think I'll start with a week. If your a good boy, I might let you cum. Now, I think this man deserves a tip for his excellent service. On your knees boy!" I hesitated, looking at Master with disbelief. "You heard me, slave." I slowly sank to my knees, utterly humiliated that I was about to be made to suck off this gross man. Both men just leered down at me as I slowly unbuckled his pants and unzipped his fly. I pulled down his pants and underwear to reveal a dick that looked like mine right now. I had to duck under his belly to even get it in my mouth. I started sucking, at least he was clean, and it started to grow. At full hardness it was about 4 inches. It didn't even reach near my throat. I sucked him as best I could, hoping to get this over with. "I bet you never imagined you'd ever have my dick in your mouth, did you? You little slut." Sneered the queen. "Bet you thought you were too good to serve a man like me didn't you? Well your Master is proving otherwise. He'll teach you your place, you dirty little whore. Suck me bitch. Eat my cum!" I wanted to cry, I felt so degraded. But the strangest this was, my dick got hard a little bit. Being degraded and humiliated was turning me on more than I ever thought. The nastier the queen talked to me, the harder I sucked his cock. "That's right bitch. Suck it like the nasty little cock whore you are!" He demanded. "You are nothing but a dirty, slutty, nasty, cumdump. Take my cum you worthless bitch. Swallow it like the piece of trash you are! EAT IT BITCH!" He yelled at me as he flooded my mouth with a surprisingly large load. My cock got hard and strained against it's new cage as he grabbed the back of my head and pushed it into his groin, pumping his load into my mouth. When he finished, he pushed me off and said to Master, "Thank you for that." "And what do YOU say boy?" "Thank you Sir." I said, looking up at the queen. "Thank you for your cum." The old queen just laughed at me as he left the room. "Stay here boy." Master ordered me, leaving the room. Shortly he returned with the bear who was carrying a pair of leather shorts, the kind that zipped down the front and up the back. "Try these on boy." He said, handing them to me. They were a perfect fit. "So you said you're breaking him in?" asked the bear. "How many so far?" "Just 6 so far, and 2 are mine. But I've got him high as hell and horny as fuck. He'll be getting more today." "Excellent." said the bear, unzipping the back of my shorts. "Well of course I'm happy to contribute." The bear dropped his pants to reveal an almost already hard cock. " Hey boy!" he shouted. "Get in here!" The bear pulled the plug out of my ass as his boy entered the dressing room. " I've got a treat for you boy. We've got a brand new slave here getting broken in. I'm going to let him suck you off while I fuck him." The boy dropped his pants, revealing that he too was in chastity. "It's been a month for him this time, and he's been good. So what the hell. What's better than making a new slave suck off another slave?" The bear slid his cock into my hole as he handed his boy the key. The boy freed his cock and stuck it in my mouth. It didn't take long to get hard. I sucked it as hard as I could while the bear jackhammered my slavehole. Master just smiled watching me take two cocks for him for the first time. Not surprisingly the boy didn't take long to cum at all, soon filling my mouth with his copious load. I greedily swallowed it down. The bear fucked me hard and fast for probably 2 more minutes before he buried himself and pumped a fresh load into my increasingly slutty cumhole. "Clean my dick boy." he ordered his own slave. The boy sucked the cum and ass slime off his Master's cock, then locked his own back up. "I got him trained well." said the bear. "Thank you Sir's." I said. "Thank you for your cum." "Mines learning quick." said Master. "He's going to be good." We all pulled and zipped up our pants and left the dressing room. Master paid for his purchases, and as we left the old queen shouted, "Come back soon! We LOVE it when you bring your boys shopping with you." Master just laughed. We got in the car and started driving out of town.

yeah I was molested by neighbor. But I loved it

Thanks for the follow

Last night I had one of the best flip fucking sessions in a VERY long time. I've had a weekend cabin north of Atlanta for about 6 years now. Pretty much always used to bring friends since there's not much to do here alone. I used to get on bbrt if I was here alone and use the GEO search, but closest guy would be 30+ miles away (and that's a straight line - prob an hour away). Well then I got back on Grindr a few months ago and I'm realizing I don't need bbrt anymore I'm just here every few weekends, but now I'm kinda loving these solo weekends - I've hooked up 4 times (one was even a 4way) and it's all been raw. First one was an older guy that wanted to suck my cock while I kicked back to porn, and he swallowed my load. Then he invited me back for the 4 way with two 20s guys. Older guy told one of them to slide it into the other, then I fucked and bred the beefy bottom boy, then the host fucked and bred him....no real discussion, just happened. 3rd time was a closeted 21 yo with a blank black profile at the college next town over. Sexy tall big dicked kid - said he wanted to suck my cock. Had some bareback daddy/boy porn playing when he showed up - I was totally naked already. He walked in, made out, dropped to his knees, then I reciprocated, deep throating his cock, grabbing his solid ass. Stood up making out, slid my finger to his hole, but he told me he wasn't ready. Made out a little more, then he asked if I wanted him to fuck me - his cock was standing straight up. I really wasn't ready for that either, but decided to go for it. He just grabbed some lube off the coffee table for his cock, my hole still dry, ass up on the couch, slowly pushed in till he had me open - - it wasn't long before he started breathing heavy - I was already totally hard and not touching myself so I wouldn't cum first. Once he started nutting, I grabbed my cock and jacked my load on the couch at the exact same time...gotta love those blowjobs that end with an ass load of 21 yo seed Yesterday, this sexy guy I chatted before (profile sounds a little more dating oriented) and says he's vers, std free, but hiv status blank sent some pics of hot body, perky small bubble ass and nice big fat cock. He then tells me he's more bottom - told him that's ok, but I knew I wanted that dick in me too, so we'd see. I realized I needed to tell him it's gotta be raw if he wants me to keep a hardon, when all of a sudden he replies back - bare cool? I answered back saying - YES, always! He said perfect! An hour later, both douched, I answered my door wearing Nasty Pig briefs and a hardon, group bb porn on the big screen. Had beers and talked about 3-4 mins, he commented he liked my underwear, then I stood in front of him sitting on my couch and let my dick out. Swapped head, rimming, making out (I KNEW I was getting that FAT cock in me too - he was hard as a rock). We flip fucked back and forth, each topping the other at least 10 times till he was too close and said he needed to cum. I told him he can fuck me to cum even after I cum first, but he wanted to cum with me fucking him, so I planted him on all fours - had a feeling it was gonna be quick at that point,and it was. Less than a minute later he was unloading on my bedspread with his hole automatically milking the juice out of my dick - gave him a balls-deep load. I don't often find guys that good at flip fucking, both of us hard as a rock getting fucked, switching places when the top gets too close, both staying on the edge of cumming back and forth - felt so good as top and bottom, kind of wanted it to never end - felt so fucking satisfied - can't wait for next time, and told him I'd let him know next time I'm back up solo All these guys up here have been local country guys - so far no mention of condoms or status - just that one "bare cool"? surprising but welcome to me! Kind of have some projects I should do, but damn I wanna get back on grindr and see what I can find today - and I probably will lol

CHAPTER 6: The house seems a little spooky as we drive up, Mike parks, “Let’s go sexy”. I look around the street, it seems dark and a little creepy, and the house isn’t well lit up, “You sure this is it?”, “Yeah babe … I’m sure”. There are cars parked in the driveway and on the street, and as we walk around back, I can’t get over an odd chill. Mike knocks 3 times on the back patio door and we just walk in. We walk through what is obviously someone’s living room, down a hallway into a bedroom. “It’s in here?”, “No”, he says, and then he starts undressing. I looked at him, Mike really is smoking hot, then without prompting I remove my clothes, too. “Follow me”, he grabs my hand and completely naked we head out of the bedroom and down a flight of stairs. I can hear music playing. The stairs lead down to a finished basement, club music is playing, and it’s very dark except for a few strategically setup red lights here and there. I have no problem making out the sounds and the smells of guy on guy sex along with the requisite shadows, dimly lit faces and shapes. Mike grabs my cock and proceeds to lead me around, letting me take it all in as I grow firm in his grip. “C’mon”, and he moves in one direction, then another, each time we get close to some action and I think I’m going to get to watch someone being fucked we start moving again. Suddenly we’re standing beside Chris, he smiles and kisses me, “Hey sexy boy … having a good time yet?” I look down at the twink sucking on his cock, then back up at him, I feel a little drunk… I nod at him, and we kiss again. He moves closer to my ear, speaks softly, “You ready for some poz cock?” I look at him, a wild grin on his face, I smile and nod. Hearing that Chris pulls his cock from the twink’s mouth. The twink stands him up, Chris whispers something to him, and he leaves. I hadn’t really noticed the couch when we approached Chris, but he moves around to the “sitting” side of it, gently grabbing my hands and pulling me forward, “C’mon … bend over for me sexy boy”, he says as he pulls me toward him. My head feels like its swirling, the room has an odd glow, I look at Chris smiling and I feel a firm, wet cock being pushed into my ass … its Mike’s, I groan as that familiar fuck stick of his slides its way home. I look at Chris, he looks so sexy and devious, my cock is reeling as Mike pushes me into the back of the sofa. I feel like I’m leaking precum all over the leather. I can smell Chris’ armpits and the room is warm … the sound of guys fucking is overwhelming. I look to my right and there are 2 other guys, like me, pressed against the back of the couch getting their ass used. The guy closest to me seems completely lost. I know he’s being rode hard, but I can’t really make out the guy fucking him. In that moment as I feel Mike’s cock going in and out of my ass, he bends forward kissing the back of my neck, and Chris leans in towards me, kissing me … “You like that? You like that poz cock inside you?”, he says. I groan. Then I think, “Mike is poz now? When did that happen?” “Fuck yeah I do … Fuck me … Please fuck me Mike, give me your poz cum”, we’re both groaning and Chris is egging us both on … as I feel the hard cock and balls banging against and into my ass over and over. Mike has fucked and bred me so many times before, but for some reason right now I want this poz cock so bad, “POZ ME! POZ ME Mike!”, I shout. I can hear him groaning, “Yeah … give me that poz cock! Fuck me full of poz cum”, I can hardly believe what I’m saying. I hear him groaning harder, I know he’s close, I feel compelled to beg him for it again and again. I just keep saying the words. I jerk awake. I’m disoriented and feeling a bit of cotton mouth, but it’s quickly obvious my cock is wide awake and Mike is full bore using my ass. “Oh fuck … oh fuck”, I know that sound, I know he’s close. I decide to encourage him, “Yeah babe, that’s it… fuck me… fuck me… fucking breed me”, his breathing is heavy and labored. “Ahhhh… Yeahhh…. I’m gonna… oh fuck,… oh fuck”, he’s full on pumping my ass, and I know I’m about to receive another load of his sperm. The dream is sticking in my head, but I don’t use the word “POZ”. “Oh fuck … you want it”, he’s huffing, “Yeah”, “Ahhhhhhhhhh… ahhhhhhhhhhhhh FUCKKKKKKKK…. “, I feel him press all the way in, “CUMMMMMMING!!”, and he unloads what seems like a gallon of his cum into me. We lie there for a bit, I don’t cum, but I’m slow stroking a few times feeling his body, sweaty and heaving, cuddled close, then I remember how Mike came over last night. We ended up getting drunk and playful, but we passed out in my bed before we even fucked. I guess he woke up and decided to just go for it. Here we both are, naked, cuddled, my cock still hard as stone and his thick member deeply seated inside my cummy hole – other than the slight hangover, this is a perfect way to wake up. “Fuck that was hot”, he says as I feel him kissing the back of my neck, “Yeah”. “What were you dreaming … you talk in your sleep”, he says with a laugh. “I do not. Do I? What did I say?”, I laugh, a slightly nervous laugh recalling bits of my dream. “Well let’s just say you were really begging me for it. I think you’ve hanging out with Chris too much.”, “OH really?”, we both laugh. He hesitates a little, then says flatly, “You were begging me for poz cum”. The room goes quiet for a second, “Oh”, my only response. I lie … telling him I can’t really remember any of it. “Did you cum?”, “No, but its ok for now”. The thought of tonight’s sex party hits me … will it be anything like my dream? Will anyone besides Chris and Mike fuck me? All these crazy thoughts are criss-crossing my mind. I really had no idea what to expect, but my mind is now going in 100 directions thinking about it. Mike’s cock slowly deflates. As soon as his cock slides out of me I realize I want it back in there -- we separate and climb out of bed. I can hear him brushing his teeth as I make my way to the computer. Apparently I left BBRT open in a tab and logged in. I’ve got a few emails, but decide to only look at the one that reads, “Party detail”. Basic stuff … address, parking instructions but the intent seems clear … “Lube provided. Barebacking only. Bottoms should know most tops are poz. Guys that wanna be fucked use front door, guys that want to fuck use rear entrance near pool. Front and back door unlocked for ONLY 30 minutes starting at 8pm.” At that moment I realize my cock is hard and my pits are damp. I guess the direct approach works. I clicked over to the party listing to see it again, and sure enough, lots more guys have been accepted to attend since I saw it the first time. I click through several of the profiles wondering how many tops are actually HIV+, and how many of the bottoms are “Negative”, but are going to be just fine letting these poz men fucking them (like Mike). It doesn’t seem like a lot of bottom and versa guys have been approved. Even so there’s a decent mix of ages and body types. I count … there are 3 versatile guys and 8 bottoms on the list, including me and Mike. One of the bottoms is this hot guy in his 50’s, then there’s a 28yo and one twinkish looking guy who is really cute. All 3 of their profiles say they are “Negative. The twink’s got that short brown hair I love and his profile say he’s 18. He’s selected “Positive Okay” under the “Your status” option. There are lots of top and versatile top guys. I do a quick scan through several of them … almost all of them say “Undetectable” or “Positive”, with a few reading “Ask Me”. One profile reads “Negative” and another one reads “Neg + Prep”, but it seems like it’ll be impossible to avoid poz cum tonight. One of the tops I’m really attracted to is 30 years old. He’s got short dark brown hair, and a slim build. His HIV status says “Positive” and he’s chosen “No Preference” under “Your status”. I start thinking, “Mike and I really could end up testing positive after tonight is over”. My cock’s so hard, I feel weird but it occurs to me, I want this guy’s cock and cum inside me. “He’s hot!”, Mike says as he leans against me from behind, “Yeah he is”. “You should feel that big, uncut cock of his,… pierced, 4mm, feels amazing when he’s fucking you”, I turn around to look at him a little surprised, he has this shit-eating grin and just nods his head. I think I’m jealous. I turn back around, my head is swimming. I can feel Mike rubbing that beautiful penis against my skin, “Better be careful Kev … Might end up with something you can’t get rid of …”, he says in that not-so-serious sounding tone of his as his voice trails off. “I want that cock . . . in me”, I say it without even thinking. “This cock?”, he says pressing it firmly against me, “Or that cock?” “HA! That one”, I say flatly and with a slightly sarcastic tone. I can feel Mike continuing to rub against me as I look at the profile, I’m not lying, I really do want this guy to fuck me. Knowing the guy bred Mike makes me want him that much more. I feel Mike rubbing his precum on me, I unlock my pics. Here lately Mike and Chris are fucking me more separately than together, and Chris seemingly moreso than Mike, is becoming my regular fuck buddy… the thought occurs to me, “I wonder how often he’s breeding Mike now?” I love Chris’ cock, I try put the fact that he’s HIV-positive out of my head, and just let him use my hole. Mike seems like he’s totally stopped worrying about the whole thing or even thinking about … he used to talk so much about it when a HIV+ top fucked him, but now, he rarely mentions. I started assuming they were all poz. I think Mike is either completely indifferent about it now, or seeking it out, or I don’t know. The other day I noticed he changed the status on his BBRT profile back to “Negative”, and the “Your status” option now reads “Positive Only”. He also changed his profile text to state, “POZ guys welcome”. I turn and give Mike’s cock a kiss and suggest we hop in the shower. We try to relax and enjoy the warm water, Mike is obviously feeling playful and touchy, but I’ve got to piss and with all of this water flowing it won’t wait. His hands are on my neck as he kisses me, and my mind starts thinking about all the times he and Chris have cum in my ass; I start to plump up a bit and I know he can feel it, but I really need to let this piss out. Finally I decide to just lean back against the wall, I grab my cock, and with the shower water hitting both of us, I point my cock upwards, relax, and my yellow morning piss rifles out of me. It feels good … I really need this release. My stream is hard and fast as my bladder empties its contents on our upper bodies. My piss feels warm, and the smell is fairly stronger than normal as it streams down. Mike stops kissing me, brings his head forward and down, letting my stream fire directly into his gaping face hole. We’ve played around with piss before, but morning piss is rare, and I know that hot, salty taste he’s going back for seconds with, are my fluids at their most potent. My stream is strong but after a minute or so its tapering off and Mike takes me completely into his mouth to finish me off. He stands back up and grins at me, his cheeks bulging a bit. A quick kiss and my mouth is flooded with the fucking strong taste of my own pungent morning piss … “I want to do this again … and also with Chris sometime”, is all I can think. We break and I look down at Mike’s beautiful shaved cock, so much of his cum has been absorbed into my body, and here it is hanging over his smooth balls. I reach my hand and take hold of his cock. He just looks at me, his eyes slightly close, and then it starts with a short blast. Soon his cock is spraying piss all over my entire upper body. It’s yellow and the smell is strong like mine. Since I’ve momentarily got control of his manhood, I use it to piss-paint up and down my body, rinsing myself in everything he’s giving. I can’t resist though, I’ve got to get a taste. I lower my head into the stream to soak my hair and face. My mouth opens, and is immediately rewarded with the taste of Mike. I swallow, gulping it all down, until finally my mouth covers the head of his cock and I can drink from the tap. His stream begins to dwindle and his cock begins to expand in my mouth. What goes around comes around though, and I pop back up with puffy cheeks to feed this sexy man a bit of his own golden nectar in a kiss. He swallows before grabbing the back of my head and returning the kiss with everything he’s got. We shared sloppy, drunken kisses last night, but this is totally different. This is a tongue haphazardly getting rammed into my mouth. This is energetic, complex, lustful, passionate and delicious all at the same time. The whole experience is overwhelming – we’re both in heat. I haven’t cum yet and I’m incredibly horny; I can't let this need slow down or lose momentum for even a second. I slide my hands down Mike's hairless back and pull his hips into me. He responds with a slight gasp as our cocks make contact. I grind forward and backward and side to side and a jolt of pleasure runs through my whole body. As this erotic scene plays out in my bathroom, one of his hands starts to trace a line lightly down my spine. When he reaches my waist, he slides his fingers and reaches down to gently cup my left asscheek. Not to let him feel left out, I move both of my hands from his hips back onto his two perfect mounds. We pull each other in tighter and I relish the contact between our slippery, smooth stomachs when they come together. I slide myself up and down against him, causing wonderful, erotic sensations from our chests all the way down through our cocks. We’ve had lots of sex but somehow, at this moment, this intensity feels so much more erotic to me. I finally break our kiss to catch my breath. I drop to my knees in front of him and run my hands up his wet thighs. Because of our grinding Mike is fully hard again. I reach for his cock. The instant I make contact, his cock jumps and a light moan escapes his lips. I wrap my hand fully around his rigid shaft and wipe his piss slit all around my lips and use my tongue to get any remaining piss droplets. It might be my imagination, or just raging libido, but he looks even longer and thicker to me right now. I look up at Mike and he makes eye contact with me. His face seems flush and it’s more than obvious what we both want. I lean forward and wrap my mouth around the outline of his head. I follow the path of my hands and slide my lips all the way down to the base, all while looking up directly into his eyes. "Oh, fuck, Kev." Mike throws his head back and pushes his hips forward, trying to get more of himself into my mouth. I take a few more seconds to explore the shape of his manhood as I suckle him. I gently lick and suck, removing it and letting it rub against my face. I love it when Mike fucks me, he’s so good at it, but I don’t enjoy it quite as much as I like getting to put my mouth all over him. The taste, the feel, the smell – I love every second of it. Warmed up from our earlier fun and then the hot water in the shower, Mike looks bigger and juicier than ever, like his cock is just begging me to put it in my mouth. And, that’s just what I do. I take the head again into my mouth, tasting it and loving how full it makes my mouth feel. I swirl my tongue around the end, savoring the contours and ridges of his big, flared head. I run the tip of my tongue up and down his flesh, feeling him twitch again. "Oh my god," Mike starts to moan, reaching a hand down to cradle the back of my head. He pushes forward gently, and I don't fight him, instead driving my head forward onto his shaft. I bob my head up and down while he lightly rocks his hips in time with the motion, our smooth, toned bodies under the spray of the showerhead. He tastes so good. Once we have a good rhythm going, I raise up my hands to explore his hips, stomach, thighs, and ass. Mike is like an Adonis to me, with all the right edges, ridges, and curves. I love the way his hip bones jut out ever so slightly. His rippled stomach is amazing. His ass muscles are firm but layered with the perfect amount of soft padding over the top of it. And then there's the masculinity of the band of neatly trimmed pubic hair above his cock. "Ahhhhhh … I'm close babe ..." His voice seems shaky and takes me out of my reverie of body worship. I look up to see what he wants, sliding back until just the head of his dick is resting on the top of my tongue. He's close, but does he want me to stop, or is going to let me have my reward? He looks down at me … "Oh fuck babe, gonna cum … gettin’ close" I don't need him to tell me twice. I rarely get to swallow his seed and in for an ounce, in for a pound I guess. I take him back into my mouth and take a few slow strokes over the first inch or two of his member. Then I extend to the first three inches. I know where I want to go with this, but I want it to build up a little bit. I keep up my rhythm, slowly taking more and more of him into my mouth. I can hear his breathing getting louder, and I know I have him right on the edge. It's time for this guy to take another one of Mike’s loads. I grab handfuls of both his asscheeks and pull him as far into my mouth as I can, burying him in me to the hilt. I hold him there in my throat, and I can feel his cock swelling with the start of his orgasm. Here it comes! I pull back just enough to take the first shot of his cum directly on my mouth. It's warm and salty, just how I remember it. I swallow. A second, a third and a fourth volley, I swallow every drop, then hold him there for a few more seconds, gently cleaning off the last few drops of cum with my tongue as they leak out. "Holy fuck!," he says breathlessly, "…that was amazing babe." He takes a few gulps of air and then pulls me up to my feet. I partly expect him to drop down and return the favor, but instead he turns me around so my back is facing him. He slides up behind me and reaches around to put his hands on my chest and stomach. I close my eyes as his fingers explore my body and bask in the sensations. He pulls away and I pop my eyes open, wondering what he's up to. Then he's back pressed against me, and his hands feel silky as he moves across my torso. Mike is in his own little world as he wraps his hand around my rock hard tool and starts gently stroking it. For something as simple as a handjob it feels amazing. As Mike continues jacking me off, I feel his spent cock, pressing lightly into my backside. It's pushing into my crack, and I push back into him. Mike’s cock, even soft, pressing into the space around my ass is sending erotic sensations all through my body. Feeling his deflated, raw cock in my crack is all it takes to get me right to the brink. I twist my head around and let my mouth find Mike's. He locks his lips over mine and I feel my cock start to swell in his hand. He stops jacking me, but holds his hand there as I blow my load, a huge explosion of cum blasting out across the bottom of my shower. I groan and almost lose my footing as I'm swept up in my orgasm, but Mike holds me in place, one hand around my waist and the other wrapped tightly around my erupting dick. We finish up in the shower both looking a bit spent. “I guess all I’ll be good for tonight is bottoming”, Mike says with a laugh, “Me too”, and we both laugh. Mike decides to dress and go home for a bit, but is quick to remind me the party starts at 8pm and he’ll be back about 7 to collect me. Mike and I say our goodbyes and he promises to see me in a few short hours. I text Chris: Me: Hey sexy … horned? Chris: Hell yes! … Hard and needing to breed ass Me: Haha come over : ) Me: I’m horny, Mike just left Chris: He didn’t fuck you? Me: Oh he did : ) Chris: How many loads Me: 2 Me: Only one in my ass though, … want more Chris: Hot! Keep it in there Chris: You’ll get more tonight Chris: See you in a few hours Me: Dammit! Chris: LOL Me: LOL … Cool Chris: you want my poz cock? Me: Yeah I do I decide to relax for a bit and make sure I’m good and clean and prepped for some fun tonight. The time seems to drag on but finally as its getting toward dusk I get a text from Mike: Mike: omw Me: k Mike: Let’s have shots before we go, ..also bringing something for you Me: k … what? Mike: You’ll see I dig out some Vodka and some other ingredients trying to think of whatever kind of shot to make when Mike arrives. He lets himself in and hands me an “energy shot” … “I thought you meant alcohol”. “HA! I do, but we’re gonna be there a while … thought you might want some caffeine, too”, “You know for a minute I thought you were bringing drugs or something”, “HAHA! Ummm nope ... none of that”. We kiss, down the energy shots and I make a couple of Kamikazes, followed by a “Cock Sucking Cowboy” and whatever we can think of … they are sweet, but tasty. “You wearing that?”, he asks as he feels for my underwear. I’m in a t-shirt and shorts with my 2-xist underwear, he’s not dressed much differently, “Yeah thinking about”, “That’s cool … but lose the underwear”. Mike kisses me again and I get images from my dream coming back to me… a cold chill hits my neck, and the hair on my arm raises a bit, what were we about to go do? I feel the alcohol settling in. I’ve never been to a sex party and I’m not sure what to expect, and how much of it if any will be like my dream. Will I be “poz” after tonight? My head is swimming, but I tried not to let Mike in on my queasiness and move my arm around him to pull him tight as he kisses me. “Ok sexy, let’s go”, and we head out with Mike driving. “Tonight is going to be amazing babe … gonna seriously break in your sex party cherry”, “Oh yeah … you been to one of these before?”, “HAHA! You could say that”. “Will there really be 40 or how-many-ever guys there”, “Hmmm … Idk, always seems like a lot, not sure it’s ever that many”, and I start to wonder how many of these things Mike has been to. “We meeting Chris there?”, “Uhmmm … yea, he says he’ll be there”. We drive what seems likes forever but finally enter what is a quiet residential area, if you can call it that, in the middle of nowhere. The homes are nice enough with lots of land between them, … it’s all very private really, and feels remote. We park, there are lots of other cars scattered about, but for this area the house seems a little small, “C’mon babe ... let’s go.” I grab Mike’s right hand with my clammy left one and we walk towards the front.

Was just loaded by two seperate black guys one after another, damn black cock is everything. leaking like a bitch now

My last load came out of my roommates trash can yesterday. He fucks his girlfriend, afterward goes to the bathroom to clean up and throw his condom out, fortunately he doesn't flush. Just balls it up in some toilet paper and throws it in the waste bin. I come in shortly after and use a small kitchen funnel to let the whole load slide deep into my ass. I've been doing this for a couple years now. Dude has no idea I walk around with his nut in my ass all the time. Sometimes afterward I take the condom and roll it backward onto a dildo and fuck myself with the side that contained his jizz to work it in extra deep. Fuck, he'd probably flip shit and move if he ever found out.

They asked me if I wanted some more tina. Hell yes. They asked if I had ever heard of a butt rocket. I said no, but if they recommended it, I was game. They put some Tina and water in a syringe with no needle and put it in my ass. They told me to hold it as long as I could. I could already feel the stuff going to work. I became incredible fixated on my ass. All I could think about was finding more cocks to fuck me and cum in me. After a while, they asked me if I wanted to go to the maze. I had seen it when I was looking for my room and it looked promising. We went over and walked into the darkness. The maze was almost pitch-black. As my eyes adjusted, I could see that there were 10 or 15 guys milling around. Some guys were sucking cock through glory holes that were cut in the walls. I found a glory hole for myself and knelt down. Almost immediately I was presented with another beautiful cock. From what I could see of the guy he was Latino and uncut. I started sucking his cock, as my two fuck buddies watched and encouraged me. Give him your ass they urged. The idea of having a guy whose face I had never seen felt nasty, forbidden, dangerous, and totally exciting. I turned around, placing my ass up against the hole. I rubbed his cock on my ass, and groaned. He pushed forward, and I had my third bare cock in my ass in less than an hour. It was even better than before. I was so lubed with sperm and the party favors had me thinking only with my ass. The guy in my cum hole couldn't last very long. I heard him grunt thorough the hole and again that warm, squishy feeling. It was so good. While I was being fucked, I had my eyes closed as I just focused on being fucked. As the cock slipped out of my ass, I looked up to see that I was being watched by about 5 or 6 guys. That thought turned me on even more. There was a lot of sex going on in the maze, but I was the most blatantly cock-crazed. I felt like I was just getting started. How many guys could I get to fuck me?

Maybe it's on account of the wedding ring, but no bottoms ever asked me to pull out. Not sure how I'd react if one did, cause for me it ain't sex if I don't nut inside someone. I remember feeling insulted one time when this dude at the XXX spit out my load after I came in his mouth. A couple weeks later same dude wanted to blow me again and I told him "not unless u swallow". He did.

I hooked up with a guy a few months back who had insisted when we were chatting online that it had to be safe. He had a big enough cock, about 9" & slightly thicker than average, so I didn't complain. We wasted little time on niceties when I got there, he had me drop to my knees in the hallway and start sucking his already hard cock. Within a minute he was ripping the wrapper off a condom, pulled my head off and walked into the living room telling me to bend over the couch. He yanked my pants down and shoved his cock right up me. Now, I had prelubed after cleaning out, so this wasn't as difficult or painful as you might think, but when he got to my inner ring, he just kept pushing, telling me to "relax and take it". With a lot of focus and some careful movement, I managed to line him up right and finally one of his thrusts went right thru, popping like a jar opening, but it was just nicely tight. He started saying "yeah, that's it" over and over. He kept up a steady rhythm for a good 10 minutes and my hole accommodated him snugly. Then he gripped me hard and shouted "fuck yeah here it comes" and shot off while still thrusting hard. The usual couple of bumps and grinds to finish off followed, then he slid out and sat down beside me on the couch. "You gonna clean this up or what?" he asked, and I immediately knelt down to find a slimy, cum-covered cock with the remains of a shredded condom crammed like a rubber ring around the base. "When did that happen?" I asked, slightly surprised. "When your ass couldn't take my cock, it snapped. It was your fault. Now you're full of my cum, slut. Suck it." And he chuckled like some Bond villain. Needless to say, I obliged with the cleaning. Had another two fucks afterwards. No more mention of condoms.

Yeah that happened to me when I was right in the middle of cumming, and I felt the condom break, but hell the damage was already done. I wasn't going to stop to let the bottom know that the condom broke.