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I am a whore. I’ve always been a whore. I live for sucking cock and taking then raw up my ass. I live for cock and everything that comes out of cock. I was born for cock. I’ve been this way since I was a teenager. My dad caught me shoving things up my ass and decided he needed another hole to fuck besides Mom. I begged for his cock. Mom caught us fucking and freaked out. She divorced him so it was just the two of us. I didn’t care. I just wanted his cock as much as I could get it.
 
 I loved going to school with his loads inside me. I knew I was a hole. There was nothing I liked better than realizing his cum was dripping out of my hole midway through the morning. I didn’t care if anyone saw the wet spot on the ass of my pants. I wanted them to see it so they would know how much of a cum slut I was. Men realized that I was a cumdump at that point. A couple of times men smelled the cum on me and pulled me into stalls in bathrooms and bred another load into my cunt. In the mall, at school, in the park. But I didn’t care. I always wanted another load in my hole.I knew I could never say no to cock in my pussy. The only words I knew were “harder” and “breed me.” Dad loved it when I would come home with more cum in my hole than I’d left the house with.
 
 One day I came home from the mall with two extra loads in my pussy that weren’t there when I left (horny, fat dicked DILFs taking a break from their wives by breeding me in the bathroom) and Daddy showed me the profiles he had created on Scruff and Grindr for me. He told me that he was arranging for new men to use my pussy. I think he really got off on whoring out his own son, and I certainly wasn’t going to argue. More cock meant more cum in my cumdump. It just showed how much Daddy loved me and knew what I wanted. Daddy loaded the apps onto my phone so I could respond directly to the men who wanted to breed me.
 
 The handle was DaddysCumdumpWhore. He sure knew just how to describe me. 
 
 I was standing there naked in my room and saw his fat cock in his shorts. I leaned down and unbuttoned them and the cock that made me sprang and slapped me on the face. “You always want my cock in your pussy son?,” he leered at me, knowing I couldn’t say no. “First, better lick up the stranger cum that’s leaking out all over the floor. Don’t make a mess, you fucking whore.” I leaned down and, sure enough, drops of precious cum were leaking out of my ass. I licked them up off the tile, and immediately hopped on the bed and stuck my ass in the air. “Please Daddy?”
 
 Daddy leaned down and I could feel his beard on my cunt. He started licking my cummy hole and making me moan and push my ass back onto his sexy, bearded face. 
 
 “How many loads did you get at the mall, baby boy?” 
 
 “Just two daddy, one of them was really hairy, and had a really fat cock. I thought we were going to get caught, I was moaning so loud and begging him for his cum. Lucky that one bathroom where you fucked me the first time has a lock and only one toilet.”
 
 “I taught you well how to be a slut, son. Fuck baby, it tastes like he shot a two week load of sperm inside you.”
 
 Daddy leaned up and kissed me, giving me a nice thick load of sperm that, moments before had been inside my well bred cumdumpster. This was what I lived for. Daddy spit some of the cum out onto his hand and rubbed it over the head of his fat uncut dick and shoved it all the way inside me with one push. I moaned loudly and said “thank you Daddy! Fuck I love it when you ram it into me hard. Now breed me hard, use those strangers’ cum to lube up my cunt. I always need a hard fuck from you Daddy!”
 
 He was still ramming his dick up my ass when, 15 minutes later, the first guy responded to one of my online profiles,. Daddy stopped fucking me with his cock shoved all the way inside my cunt. I was in love with Daddy’s cock. He grabbed my phone off the bedside table and looked at it. “Fuck yeah, that will do.” He handed me the phone and there was a picture of a sexy boy my age, leering at the camera. He had a buzz cut, and a beard and his chest was really hairy for a 20 year old.
 
 I touched the button for the messages and read his:
 
 “Hey piggy, you look like you would be fun to breed. When can we get together so I can shove my cock up your ass?”
 
 Well. That was direct. Daddy read the message over my shoulder and laughed. “He doesn’t beat around the bush, does he son? Tell him you’re available in 15 minutes when your Dad finishes breeding your cunt.” He tossed the phone on the bed and started to ram my cunt really hard, heading for the finish line, while I begged him for his load. “Please cum in my pussy, Daddy! It needs your cum so badly. Fuck I love you Daddy! I need your load so much!!”
 
 “Fuck I love having such a whore for a son. Here you go piggy,” and with that he rammed his cock all the way inside me, hard, and I could feel his cock throbbing, squirting a huge load of the sperm that made me, up into my cunt.
 
 As soon as my Dad came in my ass, he collapsed on top of me and we spooned for a minute, but then he reminded me that I needed to respond to the hot hairy boy who wanted to breed me. I grabbed my phone and told the guy that my Dad has just freshly fucked a load into my ass and he could be next. All he had to do was send me his address.
 
 “Fuck dude! Your Dad fucked your hole? REALLY? SO fucking hot. Be here in 15 minutes!” He gave me his address. I shoved a buttplug up my ass, pulled on my jock and shorts, gave Daddy a kiss and jumped on my bike to head out.
 
 I got to the apartment building where Dean said he lived, locked up my bike and knocked on the door. The door opened and there he was. 20 years old, tall and lean and covered in body hair. He was wearing just a baseball cap and shorts and clearly no underwear. He grabbed my arm and pulled me inside. 
 
 “You party, pig? I’m already kinda high. Let’s get you spun and see what happens.”
 
 “I’ve never done that before. What’s it like?”
 
 “Oh baby, we’re gonna get you fucked UP. Hey boys, the pig hasn’t partied before!"
 
 As we walked into the living room, I could see that he was talking to three other guys, all in their early 20s. All of them were sitting watching porn, stroking New Whore Story.pdf

Accidentally cut off a section of this. As we walked into the living room, I could see that he was talking to three other guys, all in their early 20s. All of them were sitting watching porn, stroking their hard cocks. One was short and stocky, a hot bear with a beard, the other two were more twink-ish medium height and lean builds. As soon as I reached the sofa where they were sitting, I shucked my tank top and shorts and turned around, pushed the butt plug out with a plop and loads started to ooze out of my well fucked hole.
 
 “Fuck boys,” Dean said, this pig is loaded up already. One of the loads is from his DAD! “How many other loads you have in there, fag?”
 
 “Two,” I said. “Both from randos who fucked me in the bathroom at the mall."
 
 “That’s so fucking hot, piggy,” the bearish guy said, “I”m Eddie,” he said, and then took a huge hit off the glass pipe he was holding in his hand. He held it in his lungs for a long time and then leaned over to kiss me and passed the hit to me. “That's a shotgun. You’re gonna love them.”
 
 “Come on guys, let’s get this faggot FUCKED UP.” They each walked up to me with a glass pipe and made me do a huge hit and then shotgun it back and forth with them. By the time I had met the other guys, Jose and Chris, my head was spinning and my cunt was feeling even more greedy, if that was possible. I had to have their cocks. My cunt was on FIRE.

Yesterday was hot 40oC was sat naked at home all day on breeding.zone, Grindr, BBRT, Squirt and ads on Craigslist. Posted asking anon guys to come load my ass no load refused status not an issue. posted Craig list add st 9:30am 4 emails almost immediately. All looking to dump a load in me. I told them door was open. I was in jock blindfolded bend over on floor waiting. Then one after the other they turned up some slapped me, some pissed on me all fucked me. Two were small one was really big. Took them all and there loads. Last one was average size while fucking was on his phone telling his mates to come over, he gave them have my address and 15 mins later heard boots on the floor and zips undoing. next thing I know have a cock in my mouth and ass couldn’t tell how many times they swapped. In the end there was a massive puddle of cum on the floor swallowed 3 loads many more in my ass. Loved it!!!

I had been following this new massage shop on an app called LINE with their occasional postings on Craigslist. They are a new shop and seemed eager to get my husband and I into their shop. The mamasan sent pictures of her "boyz" with the understanding that we were only looking for "100% TOP KING boyz" into sucking, fucking and rimming. At our designated reservation time, my husband and I arrived to meet the mamasan and promptly taken upstairs to a rather old , but clean, looking room and instructed to shower. Within minutes my massage boy arrived and had me get on my stomach on a massage type table. He began with a legit massage and worked diligently on my feet and back. After about 30 minutes, his fingers began to wander on the inside of my thighs and my now 7 inch uncut cock was leaking precum like a leaky faucet. The boy then leaned in and spread my cheeks and drove his rigid tongue deep inside of my wet hole. He had me moaning as he continued eating my hole like a champion then proceeded to give my entire backside a tongue bath. He then climbed up on me and started a full body on body massage with the full weight of his body. As he slid up my back, his now rigid 7 inch Thai cock would go up my crack and tease my hole. I wondered if he would use a condom. Over and over he massaged my back with his body until finally his cock lined up perfectly with my hole and he did not hesitate in going full length inside of me and stopped fully inside. My back arched and I took in a sharp breath. I reached back and realized he was bare. I moaned my deep approval. He took my approval and whispered some Thai words in my ear and he began a very erotic and sensual fucking as he reached around and played with my nipples and kissing my neck. Each of his thrusts were met with my ass pushing back against his cock.. Without exiting my hole, he slowly and methodically turned my body around so I was now on my back, my ankles pushed back to my ears, hole fully exposed and still full with his cock. He started pumping me again while stroking my very wet cock. After 10 minutes or so of deep full length pumping, he looked deep into my eyes and nodded as his eyes started to roll back in his head. At that point he began to FUCK very fast and he grunted gutterally and blew his Thai babies deep inside of me. That first blast of very hot cum on my prostate made me start to blast off and I covered my own face with my thick load. Without moving, he leaned down and licked every drop of my cum off of my face then kissed me deep and senually. Slowly our breathing came back to normal, he pulled out and began to finish the massage as I drifted off to sleep a few minutes at a time. Afterwards, I tipped him very well and he greeted the tip with a very sweet hug and kiss. Until next time... I will post about my husband's experience later....

This morning I woke up wanting cock, I looked on craigslist but I couldn’t find one who want to fuck so I called up my fuck buddy who agreed to meet me in the parking lot of the LA fitness. We got there just before the sun rose, and I put down the backseats of my car. I couldn’t host and neither could he. So we got into the backseat of the car and I started pulling on his cock through his trousers. He likes to kiss and push his tongue deep into my throat. When I left the house I made sure to lube my ass with silicone lube I push my finger inside to get even spread further and deep into my ass. While kissing me he pushes his hand and insert a finger inside of me He wastes no time and immediately puts to my hole was twitching from the abrupt movement. His fingers were driving me wild, but I really wanted his fat cock inside my ass. I pulled off his shirt and work my way to his nipples, then began unbuckling his pants when I pull those off to, his cock was straining against the fabric and you pre-comes like a motherfucker I suck his cock through the fabric and then I remove his underwear . While I’m working on his cock is violently fingering my ass, he brings out a bottle of poppers I knew he wanted to fuck me, while sucking his cock he pushes the bumpers under my nose and makes me do the longest hits that I could possibly take. A wave of heat courses through my body and I could feel my whole hole wanting to be fucked hard. I don’t play without condoms, he didn’t have any at all so we agreed that he’s going to pull out of me before coming I don’t start feeding me all of his cum. I got totally undressed in the car and literally lays over onto my belly and my head reaching the door. He reaches behind me and positions for a hard fucking session, his cock was about 8 inches long and about 5 inches around, I love a big fat cock on a white guy. I love to feel dominated by him, I like to feel like I’m under his weight and I can’t do anything to stop him from taking what he wants, secretly I wanted to breed my ass no apologies I want to make sure that I noted I’m his bitch. He was the poppers against my nose again and makes me take four hits each of them lasting about seven seconds I’m really feeling the heat, I arch my back in anticipation for his invading tool. He knows I’m fucking horny and he knows I want his cockreally bad. And he proceeds to push it in and one swift motion the poppers worked but it couldn’t relax me all in time my ass felt like it was being split open by baseball bat, but I enjoyed being penetrated in a manner like this I am joy knowing A man is making me his. He fucks me like a ragdoll pushing his cock all the way in pulling it all the way out and I’m slumming it piledriving it into My battered hole. Do you have my head hitting against the door my legs spread open and I could feel his juices and pre-come coming out of my asshole as he fuck me his hairy chest was rubbing against my back and I could smell his pits I turn my head and he spit into my mouth and then kiss my lips telling me I was such a bitch and I needed to get his cum inside my hole. I let Him know that he is not to come inside me, he said OK And proceeded to fuck me harder it was like I was being angry fucked I started to come myself and I made a mess all over the seat in the back of the car he saw this And wiped it up at his fingers and fed it to me and then shoved whatever was left inside my asshole. I lay there And quietly take it. Suddenly he pulls out and spins me around, it looks like he was already coming but he made me suck the rest of the coming out of his cock. He got out of my car shortly after we parted ways, I went inside of the gym and I noticed my ass really really wet it was and I realize that he actually bred me, I push whatever was out onto a Napkin and I realize that I was bleeding I saw his cum slide out of me. I really enjoy the feeling of being such sub bitch. My cock is so hard from this breeding I scooped out what little cum was left to jerk off. This was my first true breeding, it was a stealth fuck, I’m looking forward to the next time he plans to play with my hole again.

Ever since I started opening up my hole to loads, I feel like being a cumdump is becoming more and more a part of me. My travel plans now reflect this, so I travel to events or places like Southern decadence or Berlin where my hole can be used for hours and many days In a row. Yet even after days of being fucked and loaded, I still want more and I find myself thinking about doing more degrading things to capture loads...like letting the most repulsive troll or the homeless use my hole. I worry sometimes about being addicted to sex and whether this is a healthy lifestyle for me. Does anyone else feel this way or struggle with that? I’d love to hear your thoughts.

THE ISLAND Part One I wanted to get away, away from everything and everyone. Just me. Some place tropical, isolated from the main land - some place where a man can be alone with his mind and his cock. After an exhausting search, I found the perfect place, and island in the Pacific, just off Pitcairn Island - a UK territory. It was a small private island, just a thirty minute boat ride from Pitcairn. The accommodation offered a main house, which was stocked with all the essentials needed for one's stay. Thankfully, the two week period I wanted was available, so I booked my stay, my cock hard in my shorts as I did so. My vacation arrived quickly and the travel there seemed like an eternity. I had packed very light, practically nothing. I intended to be naked the whole time. With just my back pack over my shoulder, I walked from the air strip to the pier, a mere five minutes, and found the boat that was to take me to the island. The boat was The Todger. I called out and from below deck a God appeared. He was at least six foot five and close to three hundred pounds. My eyes went down his massive chest, down to his chiseled stomach to his waist, which was wrapped with a light blue fabric, which did not hide the mound of man meat hanging between his tree trunk legs. “Morning!” he said, extending his huge hand. “Morning,” I croaked in reply. “David?” he asked. I responded with just a nod, trying not to stare at this hunk so obviously. “Come aboard and we can be off” he said as he offered his hand, adding “I’m Jack.” I grabbed his hand and stepped aboard. I moved around to the front of the boat, to have a great view of where I was going. After untying the boat, getting behind the controls we were off. I tried to keep my eye on the beautiful surroundings, but they always came back to Jack. He was standing behind the controls, slowly rubbing his chest and working his hand down his abs. My cock was slowly growing in my shorts as I stared at him. The sun felt great on my body, so I pulled my shirt over my head and exposed my chiseled body to Jack. I wasn’t built like him, but I worked hard to look like I did. I felt the boat slow when we were about a ten minute ride from the pier. I turned to look toward the island and could make out the house, just steps away from the little beach. The boat slowly turned from our path to the house. “Going to take you around the island, let you see the sights and soak it in,” Jack said. I watched as the island grew closer. Palm trees and colorful flowers were every where. It was just as described on-line. I couldn’t take my eyes off this paradise, which was my home for the next two weeks. I glanced back at Jack and was surprised to see the blue fabric thrown across a box next to him. He was still behind the boat’s control, which blocked my view. “You like, David?” “Very much so," I replied, not sure exactly what he was referring to, but aware my reply would work for a myriad of situations. “Want to see more?” “Yes, please.” We made our way around the opposite end of the island. He stopped the motor of the boat once the pier and mainland island were out of view. I watched as he stepped out from behind the controls. He was naked. I could feel my eyes get bigger, my cock get harder and my hole twitch. His cock, at least six inches soft, was swinging between his legs, its head was covered by foreskin, hanging about an inch past the tip, tightening into a small opening. A smile slowly grew on his face. “Don’t be shy, strip down,” Jack suggested. I didn’t wait for him to tell me again. Jumping up I pulled my shorts down, my cock bounced out and slapped against my stomach. I kicked off my sandals and stepped out of my shorts. I quickly grabbed them and stuffed them in my bag. “You like what you see, don’t you,” Jack asked. “Fuck yeah.” He reached out his long arm and pulled me closer. I was now face to chest, his hands roamed my back, then shot down to my ass, kneeling my bubble butt cheeks in his massive hands. I could feel his finger tips sliding into my crack, gently moving across my hole. I pushed back into his hands as his his cock poked my stomach. I looked I was astounded by the sight of a thick ten inch cock jetting from his crotch, foreskin pulled back exposing just half of his massive head. “Let me welcome you to the island.” He quickly turned me around, lifted my right leg onto the side of the boat and dropped down behind me. Before I could move or say anything, his hands pulled my ass cheeks open and his tongue invaded my crack. As his wet tongue licked around my hole slowly, I sucked in the warm sea air. I tilted my head back, feeling the sun warm my face as this muscle God ate my hole. He slowly ran his tongue around the edge of my hole, then moved it into the middle, gently pushing it inside. His hot breath moved across my wet hole. Renewing his grip of my ass, he positioned a finger on each side of my hole, stretching it open. As he did his tongue invaded my hole deeper and deeper as it slid in and out. I moaned very loudly. My cock was hard and dripping pre-cum. I knew if I touched it I would shoot my load all over his boat. My hole was getting wetter and wetter with his spit. I could see his massive horse cock bouncing between his legs as he tongue fucked my hole. He was also leaking fuck juice, put it hung off his cock in a long string, getting closer and closer to the boat deck. He stood, gripping his cock in his hand, rubbing his massive hand across the head, coating it with the drool of fuck juice. He guided it to my crack and began to rub the tip against my hole, mixing his pre-cum with his spit, making my hole even more slippery. His free hand and arm wrapped around my chest as he held his cock at the base and pushed against my hole. I breathed in deep and pushed my hole back onto his cock head. I could feel the head slowly moving into my hole, stretching it open around it. His foreskin was pulled back completely. I felt the ridges of his cock head pass into my hole, then slowly inch by inch of his shaft entered me. My hole stretched more and more as he inched into my more and more. I could feel his hand pressing against my ass cheeks. He released his grip on his cock and slammed the remaining inches into me. I jumped only to be kept in place by his thick arm. I could feel pain coming from my stretched hole. I tried not to squeeze my hole, but I did, over and over adding to the pain "I'm gonna give you a proper welcome, something to remember me by,” Jack explained. Shifting his hands to my waist, he took a firm grasp, pulling his hips back until only his head was in my hole, only to suddenly, slam his horse cock deep into my hole. His grip on my waist kept me from flying forward as he pulled out and slammed in again. I grunted both in pain and pleasure. “Damn your hole is tight,” he commented with a growl, adding “Going to open you up.” He pulled completely out, then slammed all the way in. I let out a yelp which earned me his admonition “Scream you fucker, no one can hear you and if they did they would only come to fuck you too,” he said as he pulled out again, but before I could hold my hole open, he rammed it back in. This time I screamed loudly. My scream only made his cock harder and his thrusts even rougher. I continued to scream as he fucked me harder and faster, opening my hole more and more. “You’re going to be popular once I get the word out,” he said. “Fuck me,” I begged. “You’re going to get fucked, more than you know,” he said. He was pumping his cock in and out of my hole faster and faster, his balls swinging back and forth between his legs, grunting more and more often as his uncut cock slid in and out of my hole. “Here it comes,” he said, slamming into my ass balls-deep. I could feel his cock pulsing and jumping inside me, shooting his load deep into me. It was then that I realized that he wasn’t wearing a condom. I tried to pull off of him, I needed to push out his load. “Where do you think you are going?” he asked pulling me back onto his cock. “You fucked me without a condom,” I replied, adding “I only play safe.” “Not while you are here you don’t.” I watched him reach over and pull some thing out of a cubby near the controls for the boat. He flexed his cock, making it pulse more in my hole. My mind was panicking. “Squeeze my cock” he ordered. I tightened my hole around his cock as he slowly pulled it out. I was going to be sneaky and push out his load, but once his cock head was out, he pushed something into my hole deep. My hole stretched open around it then quickly tightened up. He pulled me up straight, holding me tightly against him. “It stays in until your next visitor,” he commended. "I will know if you took it out and there will be hell to pay if you don’t do as instructed.” I nodded wondering what I had gotten into. Only to have Jack mysteriously add "Need it to take.” “I don’t understand,” I replied. “You will” he said, “you will.” He released me and I moved to where I was seated before. He was still naked and started the motor again and we moved quickly to the dock near the house. I jumped off the boat and stood on the dock. “Guess you didn’t read the fine print of the site” he said laughing, “and it’s too late now - no access on the island.” He wrapped the fabric around his waist again, hiding his massive cock from view commenting “Don’t worry, I will shove it up your hole again,” as he clutched his soft cock through the fabric. I just nodded, standing naked, my bag over my shoulder. “Sun is good today. A good soak in it will help you relax,” Jack remarked. I watched as he moved to boat back out towards the main land, yelling “Won’t be long.” Entering the house, tossed my back pack on a chair, grabbed a towel from the bathroom and headed to the beach. I could feel my hole gripping the plug in my ass as I walked. I spread out the towel and laid face down in the sun.

This happened about 20 mins ago.... traveling for the weekend on my way back to Tampa and we all needed to get out and stretch our legs. We all sat there bullshitting and such and finally I departed the group to use the restroom. First of all this shit NEVER happens to me. At bookstores and cruise parks yes, but not random rest stops. Anyway, as I walked in to the restroom, I thought nothing of the guy taking a leak in the last urinal, i step up to the one 2 over and proceeded to do my thing. I couldn’t help but glance, I think it happens subconsiously sometimes. Well he caught me, then looked over his shoulder (assuming checking for other guests) and showed me stroking his cock. He nodded his head to the stall and I followed. Closed the door I sat down and began to nibble on his foreskin, running my tongue under his hood and as much as I wanted to savor this I knew I didn’t have much time so I just engulfed his cock down to the base. He was precumming like mad and it tasted so sweet. He started to show those telltale signs someone was about to blow their load. So I increased my efforts, I wanted him to feed me that load. All of a sudden he pushes my head back( shaved head so I don’t have hair to pull) and whispers I want to fuck you. I shook my head no I don’t have time, he pleaded, he is so close he just want to cum from fucking. He then said there is a family restroom. He didn’t take much to twist my arm so I followed. Inside he squeezed a huge dollop of Pre-cum and slide his finger over my hole as I was bent over the sink watching him in the mirror. I had no lube and no poppers so this was gonna hurt. But when the hunger strikes you feed it. He spit on his fingers and added more to my hole and then spit on his cock trying for some type of lube. I pushed my ass out and he squeezed another doll up of Pre-cum on my hole smearing it with his head. He applied pressure and I started to open, but fuck it hurt but we proceeded. Finally all the way in he pumped like 3 or 4 times and the grunted as he flexed his hips filling me up. He thanked me and we got dressed and walked out, I saw him go to another car and a woman was waiting, my friends questioned if I was ok and I feined stomach problems. Now I sit here in the back seat typing my story out on my phone with a sore hole, the fuck wasn’t for me it was for him, but I still got the load. I can feel it inside me and my cheeks are cummy.... you know the feeling I am talking about.... WHAT A GREAT NIGHT... this shit never happens to me . Sorry for any errors like I said back seat passenger

I can’t help but recognize, I’m a special type of freak. Yes, by nature I was born a vers Freak. Do love me some good ass, but the reality is, while I love being a good bottom, I care more about the top dumping his dick cream in me than the actual fuck. There are times, I enjoy a long digging out, but the reality is, I’d rather take 6 loads in 1 hour vs a long 1 hour fuck with one load at the end. The reality is, that’s why I love bookstores and dark rooms and theatres and Freak parks. More top visit those seedy places with the need to do one thing, cum. In the years I’ve been fucking, I’ve taken more loads in bookstores and theatres and I fucking love it. The thrill of a horny top, ready to pop, knowing you giving up some ass, no fuss, no games, sends me into overdrive when he accepts. Then, he feels you hole for wetness, spits and slides in. It’s a quick and fast fuck, your favorite kind. You beg him to nutt in you, knowing that will turn him on even more, but the reality is, you know anyone listening knows you are a true cumdump. When he cums in you and you hole takes over milking him dry.. it’s like an out of body experience. Like when the next guy enters, rock hard and dick twice as big, you whimper as you turn your cummy hole to him. He covers your mouth with one hand and you relax your puss hole, ready for the onslaught. This one talks loud and nasty letting all know he owns your hole for that moment and you let him, hitting poppers and letting your hole milk his dick. When he cums in you, slamming you up against the wall, you let him, pushing your ass out more to get that nutt as deep as possible. That moment he tells you to shut up and take dick, you don’t make a sound.. when he says moan like a bitch, you develope sound you didn’t you know you could make. Anything to get him to cum in you, to satisfy that inner hunger, but the reality is, you want his nutt in you, so you can go find the next Dude to cum in you. The reality is, I fucking love being a cumdump.

Part 33 - The Interview Joe was looking through the university website as a friend had mentioned the university was sponsoring a job fair at which many large companies would come to campus, taking resumes and offering interviews to students who seemed to be a good fit for the company's needs. Joe found the page and looked through it noticing several companies that were in California. He wanted to move out there to be near Mark and away from his parents so that he and Kyle could continue their relationship. He set an appointment on his phone’s calendar app and worked some more on his resume. The job fair was only a week away so he figured he needed to a few things to prepare - get his resume finished and some copies printed on nice paper and create an electronic version to send out, get some clothes to interview in, read up on some of the companies that he wanted to target, etc. He was torn about whether to leave the mohawk or get his hair cut into something more mainstream. Joe and Kyle were out shopping for interview clothing, laughing with each other as they tried on suits and realizing that they didn’t want to have to wear things like that every day. Mark had explained to them that many places were more casual, but it was still a good idea to dress up for the interview to show one was serious. Joe’s phone buzzed with a message and he read it while Kyle was trying on a few pairs of dress pants. “Hi. I saw your escort ad. I’m going to be in town for business and want to have some fun in my free time. I like the things you list that you are into. Are you available Tuesday night? I will have a hotel room alone. I’d like to book for at least 2 hours, maybe three. Not into quickies. Thanks.” Joe read the message over a few times. He really didn’t want to book an appointment for the night before the job fair, especially if it was going to be for a few hours. He wanted to look well rested not tired or hungover when talking to people at the fair, but two or three hours of escort time would be good money. He sent back a reply telling the guy that he would be available, but not very late - the session would have to end before midnight. He asked for what type of activities the guy wanted and emphasized that the fee was for his time, not for any sexual activities if they happened. It didn’t take long before Joe received a response: the client also wanted to end early as he had meetings all day Wednesday. Activities were open but no condoms would be required. The client was versatile and it would depend on their chemistry as to what happened after they met. He added that he was bi, 38 years old, a muscled gym rat, 5’10”, 180 pounds, shaved torso and hairy legs/ass, inked, several piercings with a seven and a half inch cock and he was sexually adventurous. He requested a few more pictures and Joe sent most of the ones that he had, omitting the full body back pic that showed the biohazard tattoo on his calf and the full front that showed the scorpion. There were parts of the scorpion showing in other frontal pics he sent, but nothing really obvious. Joe was surprised that with the detail that the guy gave he omitted HIV status, but didn’t care. He was prepared to see where it went and possibly show up and get turned away when he saw the tats. His concerns were unwarranted since he got a reply back that said “Very nice pics. Is that a scorpion tattoo?” "Yeah," Joe replied, holding his breath. The response took him a bit by surprise. “Fuck yeah. I’ll bottom then. I hope you have a lot of cum to share.” Like all escort meetings, he counted on one in four to cancel and this seemed to be one where the client would get cold feet or was just playing him. He set up a time anyway and they swapped contact numbers and he crossed his fingers. Friday night Joe, Kyle and Steven went over to the club. It had been a while since any of them had been there, since Jeff was unable to go since he was too young. Jeff needed time that weekend to work on a project for one of his classes, so Joe and Kyle were going to take advantage. The guys spent the evening dancing and talking with friends. Luis stopped by and dropped off a free round of beers and asked how they were doing. They joked around for a few minutes and then Luis asked “Did you hear about my roommate Juan?” “Yeah, I heard fourth time finally did the trick at the club party. I hope he enjoyed my loads,” Kyle said. “He’s a pretty greedy bottom for someone that claims to be a top” added Steven. Luis laughed “He was still feeling like shit from the flu and was looking for someone to breed, but every night since the party he’s taken a load from me. He got his test results yesterday and he’s officially in the club. I gotta get back to work. Have fun guys!” As Luis left Steven said “I’m gonna take a leak. Don’t drink my beer.” Steven entered the bathroom and spotted an open urinal and walked up to it. The guys on either side of him were stroking their cocks and he smiled, checking them out as he emptied his bladder. He shook the last few drops of piss out of his cock and zipped up thinking to himself 'Maybe a bit later'. Returning to his table, he finally got a taste of his beer, and just as he took the last swallow, Ryan walked up, still wearing part of his work uniform. “Can I take your order?” he joked and then gave Steven a deep, passionate kiss. They both got a beer and the group chatted and scoped out the guys in the club. Steven had caught one guy looking at him several times all night and whispered to Ryan “Are you interested in a random quick three way?” Ryan nodded with a sinister grin on his face. He discreetly pointed out a man he identified as Lee, who standing with friends at a nearby table. Lee was a little taller than Steven and shorter than Ryan. He was a few years older than they were and Steven knew he was a grad student since he had been a TA in one of his classes the previous semester. Lee looked like a midwestern farm boy - brown haired and brown eyed, an innocent look on his face that probably hid some darker desires. His body was nicely muscled and Steven could see parts of a tribal tattoo poking below both sleeves on his tee shirt. Steven got up and walked through the club and as he passed Lee’s table winked at him and headed to the bathroom. Steven stood in front a one of two neighboring urinals which were empty, pulled out his cock and began stroke himself. He was already hard in anticipation of fucking the cute guy. A few seconds later Lee had taken the bait and was standing next to him. Steven looked over at him and smiled before reaching over and rubbing his firm butt. Lee looked back at Steven and said “Ooooh yeah, fuck, man.” With a quick nod, Steven and Lee went over into the open space in the bathroom and Steven backed against a wall so he could see who walked in. Lee went down on his knees and began sucking Steven’s cock. His tongue explored and probed the shaft and balls, covering every part with spit. Only a couple minutes had passed and Ryan walked up and barked out “What the fuck do you think you’re doing with my boyfriend?” Lee stopped and turned around, the look of sheer panic in his face. Steven grabbed his head and turned it back towards him and said “Keep sucking.” Ryan slid his hand into Lee’s pants, fingering the tight hole and then reached down and unbuckled Lee’s belt and undid his jeans. Lee started to protest and Steven held his head. “Just keep sucking” he commanded. Ryan started to rim Lee’s ass, licking all around and then sucking on the pucker. Lee moaned around Steven’s cock and tried to spread his legs as far as he could with his jeans around his ankles. Ryan helped free one of Lee’s feet from the jeans while licking more aggressively. He forced some spit into the hole and then worked it in with his middle finger. He felt the hole yield quickly. Lee was clearly no stranger to taking cock up his ass. Ryan stood up and pressed his stiff cock into the slick hole. There was some initial resistance, but soon enough Ryan’s cock slid into Lee’s very willing hole. Ryan started drilling Lee’s ass, the warm, moist flesh feeling good against his bare cock. His thrusts got faster and his body kept bumping into Lee’s ass, which forced Steven’s cock into Lee’s throat. As Ryan and Steven spit roasted Lee, a crowd of men gathered, most of whom were openly stroking. Ryan loved seeing all of the hot, hard cocks. Steven withdrew his cock from Lee’s mouth and one of the guys quickly took his place, feeding Lee another cock. Ryan grabbed Lee’s hips and shoved in hard, his cum flowing freely into Lee’s unsuspecting guts. When the last spurts of charged cum shot into Lee, Ryan pulled his cock out and Steven quickly shoved in. Ryan was right behind Steven, shielding Steven’s branding on his ass cheek from the crowd and tweaking his nipples. Lee’s oral skills had gotten Steven close, so it only took a few minutes of pounding his hole before Steven rammed in deep and several shot ropes of his infected seed into Lee’s cunt. The crowd had been cheering them on, but with his balls empty Steven pulled out and stuffed his now semi-hard cock into his jeans. Ryan and Steven watched another guy mount Lee and push his bare cock into the toxic cream in Lee’s hole. They smiled at each other and went back to the table with Joe and Kyle, leaving Lee on the floor of the bathroom getting gang fucked. Monday night Kyle was pissed that Joe wasn’t interesting in fucking, but he knew that Joe took his escorting seriously and could use the cash. Joe got a message from his Tuesday client, confirming the time and place, which surprised him. 'Guess he will show after all', he thought. Kyle told Jeff to stop by so he could get some relief and Jeff promptly showed-up at the apartment. Joe rubbed his crotch as he heard Kyle and Jeff rut, but purposefully saved his cum for his Tuesday client, who seemed keen to experience. get. Joe texted the client asking f there was anything specific that he wanted to do, so he could be prepared. The client said “No, just you.” Tuesday evening Joe showered and got ready, making sure that he had plenty of supplies in his bag, gave Kyle a kiss and headed over to the nicest hotel in town. He dressed better than he did for many of his tricks, trying to fit in with the clientele of the hotel. He walked in and nodded to the person at the front desk who he had seen numerous times before, heading directly to his client's room, arriving two minutes before 8:00 PM. A knock on the door and Joe heard a voice from the room yell “Just a second.” Joe waited patiently. The door opened and there stood a guy who matched the description the client had sent him a week earlier, only now the client was wearing only a pair of form fitting trunks with a very nice bulge. He looked better than Joe had imagined. The trimmed scruff on his face with several piercings in each ear, a muscular chest with both nipples pierced with barbells, both upper arms had partial sleeves and his muscled, hairy legs also had several tattoos. A bright, friendly smile and sexy grey eyes looked him over as Joe checked the client out. “Hi, I’m Dave” Joe said, always feeling strange when he said his ‘escort name’. He took a second perusal of the guy, which apparently the guy was doing to Joe too. “Oh, I’m sorry. Come on in Dave, I’m Greg.” Joe walked in and the door closed behind him. Greg set the deadbolt and safety bar and walked back into the room where Joe was standing. Joe looked around and there was a laptop at the desk and a cell phone, some clothes laying on a chair and a stack of money next to the flat screen TV. 'He’s done this before', thought Joe. “So, we really didn’t talk a lot about what you’re looking for tonight. I understand keeping it vague when messaging like that, but before we start I’d like to know what you expect to make our time together what you want,” Joe said. “Well, we can start by seeing what you really look like. The pictures were hot, but I like flesh even better,” Greg replied as he unbuttoned Joe’s shirt, followed by unbuttoning Joe’s jeans. Joe kicked off his shoes and let his jeans fall to the floor. He had decided to go commando this evening, so he stood there with only his socks on. Greg moved back and looked Joe over, caressing his body and feeling his muscles, cock and ass. “Hmm” Greg started as he moved around and looked over Joe’s backside. Greg rubbed his fingers between Joe’s crack and Joe let out a light moan. He was accustomed to clients checking him over like a piece of meat before anything happened, but Greg seemed to be more thorough than most. “You seem to be keeping yourself in good shape. I like the mods. I love a guy with a PA and the ink is quite nice. I like two of them in particular. I assume that with both the scorpion and biohazard tats that you are poz?” Greg asked. “Yes, I am. I brought condoms in case we need them,” Joe replied. Greg chuckled “I never use them. How I have stayed neg all these years is really a surprise. Are you on medication for HIV?” Joe hadn’t been asked this before and wasn’t sure how to answer but he said “No, I’m not yet.” “Ooooh, this is going to be good, then. Do you have any problems breeding neg guys, Dave?” Greg asked with a sinister tone to his voice. “I’m here to do what ever you want, Greg. If you want me to breed and maybe infect you, it’s your choice. If you want to cover up and do everything safely, I can also do that,” Joe replied. “I recently decided to get pozzed, Joe. But, I don’t want it from just anyone. I want it to come from someone who turns me on and can fuck without regret, knowing what he is doing to the body that I have spent years getting to look like this. We seem to have similar thoughts like that. You have the advantage of age. I wish I had the guts when I was your age to take this leap. Did you do it intentionally?” Greg probed. “Yes I did,” Joe said simply. “Fuck. I really admire you for that. I would like to hear about it when we are done, if you don’t mind. If tonight goes well, I may want to hire you again tomorrow and maybe Thursday. May I ask if you have infected anyone yet?” Greg asked. “A few. Most, 'though, were group efforts,” Joe answered, almost apologetically. Greg nodded and grinned and asked “Do you know what your viral load is?” “When I tested last my load was 212,000,” Joe said, trying not to sound annoyed. He wanted to fuck, breed, collect his money and get out of there, but he humored Greg with all of his questions. “You might be the perfect person to knock me up, then. I want you to do whatever you think it will take to make sure the bug gets into me. Be as rough as you want, but no permanent marks and don’t break anything. No one at my meetings tomorrow can know that anything happened to me tonight, but I will have your seed inside me tomorrow destroying my body from the inside out.” Joe reached down and pulled his socks off and walked around Greg like he was prey. He pushed his hand under Greg’s trunks and forced his finger into his hole. Joe pulled him close and kissed him roughly before pulling the trunks down and seeing Greg completely naked for the first time. Both of their cocks were stiffening by the second and and Joe liked Greg’s bubble butt and the large 0 gauge PA in Greg’s sizable cock. Joe pushed Greg over towards the bed and demanded “Bend over the bed and stay there a moment.” He reached into his jeans and got the bottle of poppers and fished a few things out of his bag. He walked up behind Greg and slapped his ass and then put a ball gag around Greg’s head. When it was tight he put the popper bottle up next to Greg’s nose, closing the other nostril and said “One long hit.” Greg breathed deep and Joe repeated it with the other nostril. Joe put leather cuffs on both wrists and connected them. He looked down at Greg and said “Last chance. Do you want me to stop? Nod your head.” Greg shook his head no and Joe said “Good man.” Joe knelt behind Greg and started to rim his ass, tasting the man scent and giving him just a small bit of spit for lube. Under normal circumstances, Joe would have feasted on Greg’s hot butt for a long time, but tonights activities were only dealing with getting him pozzed up. Joe shoved a finger into Greg’s hole, using his fingernail to scrape and gouge into the tender flesh inside his mancunt. He reached back and got a bottle brush from his bag and slowly inserted it into Greg’s rectum. Greg screamed around the ball gag, but Joe ignored it and started twisting it around and in and out until it was coated in fresh blood. He pulled the brush out and showed the red dripping brush to Greg. Joe could see the terror in his eyes and knew about this time Greg was probably having second thoughts. Joe stroked his cock to full hardness and looked over Greg’s tortured hole. He lined up his cock and firmly pushed all the way inside Greg’s hole, feeling him squirm as his cock stretched the tunnel open and his PA dragged along the scraped up tissue. Joe climbed on Greg’s back and whispered in his ear “Your ass is all ready to soak up my toxic cum. I could stop right now and you would just be sore for the next few days or I can fuck and breed that sexy ass of yours and let the bug invade your perfect body. If I breed you, you have to agree to share your gift when you’re poz and don’t go on meds until your t-cells are in double digits. Do you agree?” Greg nodded his head up and down and said a muffled “Mmmhmm” around the gag. The deal struck, Joe started to fuck Greg’s pussy with determination. The blood made his hole feel wet and his precum was adding to it with each stroke. He had a big load saved up and knew he would probably be able to inject at least three doses of his virus filled cum into Greg’s fertile hole. He moved his cock around as he pounded Greg and he could hear the tone in Greg’s voice change as the pain faded and he started to enjoy the fuck. Joe started to wonder, was Greg normally a muscle bottom or a total top bottoming to get pozzed? Right now it didn’t matter, he was Joe’s fuck toy to use as he pleased and fill with as much toxin as he could. He could feel Greg start to work his cock with his ass and knew he was physically begging for his first load of Joe’s cum. Just as the clock hit the 45 minute mark of their meeting, Joe slammed in and felt his balls empty their charged cum into Greg’s helpless guts. He heard Greg moan loudly around the gag as he felt the cum flood his body. Joe slowly pumped his cock in and out, pressing it into the walls of Greg’s colon. He laid on top of Greg and unbuckled the gag and disconnected the cuffs from each other and then pulled his cock out and he laid on the bed. “Round one done. I hope you’re up for more,” Joe commented. Greg was panting hard and slowly moved forward laying on the bed, face down. “Oh my fucking god,” he said breathlessly. “You destroyed my ass. I’ve never been fucked that brutally. I hope I can take more.” Joe inwardly chuckled thinking 'Yeah, he’s mostly a top', telling Greg “Climb up on the bed a bit more and roll over.” Greg wasn’t used to being told what to do, but he complied. He had given control to Dave and needed to follow through. As they both got their bodies back to breathing normally, Joe wanted to taste some of Greg’s last neg seed. He crawled between Greg’s legs and started licking and sucking Greg’s flaccid cock. The cock started to grow in his mouth and he flicked his tongue around Greg’s PA, getting his tongue between the two balls of the horseshoe piercing. He bobbed and used all of his tricks to get Greg to shoot, but he got nothing until he slid his finger into Greg’s battered hole and found the spot and rubbed his prostate. Greg bucked and squirmed as Joe sucked until finally Greg shoved his hips up and started shooting his cum into Joe’s mouth. Joe swallowed down the first shot as the second filled his mouth. Tasting the sweet cum that hopefully would be filled with his bug in a matter of weeks, he tried to get all of Greg’s load out and savor it’s purity. Joe pushed Greg’s legs up and Greg looked back at him with worry in his face. Joe grinned as his rock hard cock pushed back into Greg’s pussy. Greg groaned as Joe’s cock stretched his sore hole open again. He had never felt his hole ache like this before, but he knew that there was a good chance that as beat up as his hole felt, the virus would easily invade his body. Joe spread Greg’s legs wider and began fucking again, slowly building up speed. He pushed Greg back on to his shoulders and got into position to pile drive his cock into the wrecked hole. Greg looked up at him with a need in his eyes that Joe remembered he had when Mark was breeding him several weeks earlier. Joe’s cock drove deep into Greg and the slap of their bodies was a familiar sound to both of them. Greg started to quietly beg - “breed me, please breed me.” Joe laughed to himself thinking he may have broken the poor stud and turned him into a bottom. He began to jackrabbit his cock into Greg and then planted his cock as far inside as he could as a second round of cum filled the neg stud. They both let out moans as the cum transferred between them. As his body stopped twitching from the orgasm, Joe lowered Greg back down to the bed and the two laid there side by side. “Do you always fuck this rough?” Greg asked. Laughing, Joe said “No, I don’t. It depends on who I’m with and what the guy is into. Tonight we only have one goal and thats to get you knocked up. The easiest way is for a rough fuck that gives as many channels as possible for the virus to infect you. If you want I can go easier for the next round.” “Yeah, please. I don’t bottom often and its usually not a hard fuck. Now I know how some of the guys I’ve fucked felt when they told me to go slower” Greg said with a laugh. “Sorry, I thought that’s what you wanted” Joe said, starting to be concerned. “No, thats exactly what I asked for. I thought that I could handle it but I guess not” Greg said meekly. Joe got up and grabbed a bottle of water and took a large gulp, drinking half of it. He put the cap on and tossed it to Greg who looked concerned that he was going to drink out of the same bottle as Joe. Joe chuckled and said “You’ll take my poz cum with no problem but are worried about a few germs from my spit?” Greg laughed saying “yeah, thats pretty silly, isn’t it” and chugged the rest of the water down. Joe glanced at the clock and realized that the two hour session they originally planned was going to go long. It really didn’t matter and he didn’t want to rush the last fuck. He climbed on the bed and rolled Greg on to his hands and knees and licked from his balls, up his taint and then around the puffy ring. He tasted the mixture of cum, assjuice and blood and pushed a glob of spit inside. He moved closer and slowly pushed his cock back inside Greg. This was more gentle, but Greg’s hole was very sore and he heard the pain in Greg’s groans. It wasn’t a romantic fuck, but Joe fucked just hard enough to be able to coax another load out of his balls. The even tempo of his strokes seemed to soothe Greg’s pain and the two loads of cum were coating Joe’s cock and Greg’s guts. Joe leaned forward and kissed the back of Greg’s neck as he got up on his feet and started to thrust a bit harder into him. He heard Greg grunt and then say “oooooh yeah, poz that hole up.” Joe closed his eyes and kept a steady speed with his cock pushing in and out of Greg’s ravaged pussy. As his balls started to tingle again, he knew this load would be smaller than the other ones, but just as toxic. With a few final lunges, he drove his cock in and let the cum shoot inside Greg’s cunt. Joe was surprised at how many spurts of his charged seed he gave Greg for the final fuck of the night. He laid on top of Greg for several seconds and then rolled with him over on to their sides, his cock still inside Greg. Joe held him tight, comforting him from the savage fucking he had given him earlier. Joe’s cock deflated and fell out of Greg’s hole followed by a trickle of cum. They laid there for several minutes until Greg said “Thanks.” Joe got up and headed towards the bathroom. “Let’s rinse off in the shower” Greg said and the two walked into the shower stall. They washed and rinsed off and as Joe was about to turn the water off Greg turned him around, pushed him to the wall and started to kiss him passionately. Joe was startled but went with it and kissed him back. Their kiss lasted a few minutes and then Greg let Joe go and stood back. “Sorry, I don’t normally do that with escorts, but you really turn me on. I’ve hired escorts for over ten years and this was the best time I’ve ever had. I was serious about meeting tomorrow night, if you can. I’ll be in meetings all day but if we could do the same time tomorrow, I’d really like it” Greg said. “I really don’t know if I can. I have a lot scheduled for tomorrow and I know one of the things is probably going to go into the evening. I can let you know when I’m free and we can see if there’s still time to meet. I’m sorry, but school comes first for me since I can’t escort for the rest of my life” Joe explained. “Oh, ok. I understand. You’ve got the right priorities. You’re going to do well in life” said Greg. Joe got dressed and picked up his stuff from around the room. He picked up the money for the gig and headed to the door with his bag. “Thanks Greg. I hope you get what you want and hopefully we can meet tomorrow. I’ll let you know.” “Thank you, that really was amazing” Greg said as he hugged Joe. “Take care.” Joe walked out of the room and down the hallway towards the elevator. He counted out the money, Greg had given him three hours pay. He smiled and headed towards home, tired and his cock was sore. He walked in to the apartment to the sound of Steven and Ryan fucking and it sounded like Kyle and Jeff were still going at it too. He took his clothes off and grabbed the blanket and fell asleep on the couch. Tomorrow was going to be a crazy day and he wanted to give the best impression he could to each of the recruiters. Joe finished his morning class and met Kyle at the car. They drove home and changed into their dress clothes for the job fair. They joked with each other about looking like they were going to go work at a bank. They grabbed their stacks of printed resumes and their phones and headed back to campus. As they walked to the building where the job fair was being held, they looked through their list of preferred companies. They walked in and the place was full of activity. Joe walked up to the table for the company first on his list and talked with the woman there. He filled out the card they had and handed the woman a copy of his resume and moved on to the next place on his list. He talked with the person there for several minutes and they discussed things more deeply than the first company. He was feeling pretty confident and the person gave him a card to come back in an hour for a 15 minute interview. He moved on to several more tables getting three more interviews. Joe was feeling really confident when he showed up for his first interview. He sat down and things started well but quickly turned ugly. The questions that he was getting asked weren’t anything that he had studied and Joe stopped at one point and asked the interviewer what types of positions he was being interviewed for and got “It doesn’t matter” as a response. He walked out of the interview deflated. He had fifteen minutes until the next interview and he hit another couple tables and got another interview. The second interview went well and his attitude improved. The third interview he walked in and there was one chair for him and four chairs for the people interviewing him. He had heard about these - he would get barraged by questions in rapid-fire fashion. No time to rest, just question after question. Three people came in and took their chairs and one person gave a quick overview of the format and what types of people they were looking for. Joe thought he was a good fit, but he started to get nervous. The last person came in and sat down as he was talking to the person on the opposite end and when they finished he turned and saw the whole group. The guy that had just walked in was Greg. Joe didn’t know whether to be relieved or scared. He knew he couldn’t reveal that they knew each other or how they met. The interview started and the questions were nonstop. Greg really seemed to be grilling him hard. There wasn’t a pattern to the questions. Some were about projects he had done, some were technical in nature, some were about how you resolve conflicts in teams, what his goals were in 5, 10, 20 years, and his favorite - what did he like to do in his spare time. His head was spinning by the time the 20 minute interview was up. Joe’s shirt was drenched with sweat and he wasn’t sure he was able to deal with the other two interviews he had. He left and went to the restroom and used the hand dryers to dry out his shirt. He headed into the next interview as Kyle was walking out. He thought that one went well and waited for the final one he had scheduled. That interview he thought went well too, but the person interviewing him seemed to be indifferent. He thought he was good at reading people, but that person was like looking at a brick. He went back out and hit a few more tables and scored one more interview before the end of the fair. That one went really well and they scheduled him for a full interview the following day. Joe sat on a bench waiting for Kyle to finish up and typed out a message to his brother. “had 6 mini interviews at job fair. got 1 interview tomorrow. didn’t see ur company here. don’t know if I will get any other interviews this time.” Mark sent back a message “don’t worry. lots of time still. send resume. how u doin? u need money?” Joe laughed and sent back “sorry mom. msg was for mark” and then another one “doin good. been workin so ok with $$$” He then emailed his resume pdf to Mark. He was exhausted and just wanted to go home and smoke a few bowls and relax for the evening, but he had told Greg he would let him know if he could meet. Greg knew what he was doing and when he would be done, so he really couldn’t lie. That would definitely screw his chances of getting a job with his company. Before he could make a decision his phone rang and it was Greg. Greg had only used email in their previous messages, but Joe had given him his number early on hoping to speed up the discussion. “Can I speak to Dave” Greg’s voice said. “Hi Greg. How are you doing?” Joe replied “Pretty fucking sore, if you really want to know” Greg said with a laugh. “I guess you tried to get even with me today, then” Joe jabbed back. “Oh that’s nothing. You should see what I’m like when I don’t like a candidate” was Greg’s retort. “Oh my god. That was the easy version?” Joe asked back. “Hehe, not really. But, the reason I called was to tell you I really can’t meet tonight with Dave. My ass is too sore to go through another round.” “That’s ok. I’m pretty exhausted after 6 interviews today and I have a full one tomorrow at 10 AM, so I need to get some rest tonight” Joe replied. “Oh, you have another interview? Well the other reason I can’t meet tonight is because I want to take Joe out to dinner with a couple of my co-workers. Would he be able to swing that?” asked Greg. Joe got a lump in his stomach. This was getting complicated. “Uh, yes, I think I can do that. What time?” “How about 6:30. I need to shower and find some ointment to put the fire out down below. Are there any good pizza places around here to meet at?” Greg asked. “That works. I know what works really well - a big dose of hot cum” Joe said laughing and then added “Everyone has their favorite, but I like the pizza at ‘The Pie in the Sky’ on Cross Street.” “Yeah, and I know who’s cum. Its expensive but its worth it, right? OK, we’ll meet you there. Meet out front?” Joe went home with Kyle and they compared notes. Kyle had an interview the next day as well and was disappointed that he hadn’t heard from anyone else. Joe told him about the seeing Greg as an escort and then in an interview today and then meeting for pizza later. “Put in a good word for me” said Kyle as they walked up the stairs to the apartment. Joe dug through his clothes looking for something casual but nice. He found some shirts his mom had bought for Christmas and birthdays that looked way too ‘frat boy’ for his taste. Kyle laughed as Joe tried each one on. He finally found something he liked. It may have showed too much of his tattoo for an interview, but he decided to take a chance. Joe stood out front of the restaurant and waited for Greg and his co-workers to arrive. They showed up and Joe showed them inside and had reserved a table for them already. This interview went much slower and Joe actually enjoyed it while they dined on pizza and beer. As the interview wound down Greg asked Joe “So, do you mind telling me who you have an interview with tomorrow?” Joe was surprised at the boldness of the question and if it had been anyone else he would have told them he did want to say. “Carville” Joe said, thinking that the beer had helped loosen his tongue. “Ah. Ok. Good company. We’re better. And more fun.” The interview moved on to idle chit-chat until Greg said “I think its time to call it a night. We all need some rest for the day full of interviews.” Greg paid the bill and they sent the leftovers home with Joe. Joe woke up and went down to campus skipping his morning class to go to the interview. It seemed to go well and he was told he would hear in a few weeks if an offer would be coming. He went back home and changed into his regular clothes and hit his afternoon class and got notes for the class he skipped. When he got home he was studying when his escort phone buzzed and read the message from Greg - “Can we meet tonight? 8? Just an hour and go easy please” Joe laughed and replied back “Sure.” Joe arrived at the hotel and went up to Greg’s room again. He knocked and Greg answered wearing only a jockstrap. Greg smiled and ushered Joe in. “Hi Dave, I’m glad you could come back.” Joe found it humorous that Greg would keep ‘Dave the escort’ and ‘Joe the student’ separate by using his escort name but appreciated it. “Thanks for having me. I hope you’re feeling better” Joe said with a smile. “A little. I think I want to try your suggestion and hope it helps the healing process” Greg joked as he pulled Joe close and kissed him. Greg started to remove Joe’s clothes and Joe kicked off his shoes. They quickly ended up on the bed, rolling around groping each other. They took turns being the aggressor, each one getting the other ready to be penetrated before they overpowered the other and swapped positions. Finally Joe ended up on top of Greg, who was on his back, and pushed his legs apart as he mounted the neg stud. He was a lot more gentle than the day before, but he knew that as sore as Greg still was, his seed would still have a good chance of seeping into his bloodstream. The piercing would help too. The long slow strokes that Joe started with caused Greg to start moaning. It definitely sounded different than the sounds he made during their first meeting. There was no pain in his moans and Greg started to be an active bottom to Joe’s fucking. Joe leaned in and folded Greg back as his hips thrust into Greg’s hungry hole. The intensity kept increasing and Joe was afraid of hurting Greg any more, but his need to breed more charged cum into Greg’s hole took over. “oh god yes, fuck me, breed me, poz me” Greg moaned as Joe got closer to cumming. Greg started to milk his cock and that pushed Joe to the point where his cock began to shoot its venom deep into Greg’s cunt. Joe’s body shook as it once again filled Greg’s neg hole with its toxic load. They laid there kissing as the last squirts pumped into Greg. Greg rolled over and swapped spots with Joe. He thrust his cock into Joe’s unsuspecting hole with Joe groaning as the cock tore into his ass. He felt the heavier piercing inside him and made a quick note to try and stretch his up one size. Greg started off slow and sensual but soon was fucking Joe with hard, long strokes. Joe started to egg Greg on - “Fuck me with that neg cock” “You gonna breed me with that worthless neg seed?” He was really enjoying getting a cock inside him since he had mostly been topping since he converted. This was the type of rough animalistic sex he loved to have with other strong guys. Greg growled as he slammed his cock into Joe’s tight pussy. His ass was still throbbing from the damage Joe inflicted two days ago and it served as a reminder why he was here, but he hadn’t shot a load in over a week and Joe was the type of guy that he loved to hire to fuck and breed when he was on the road. He felt Joe’s cum drip down his balls and legs as he rammed Joe. He didn’t want to lose any of the precious seed, but he couldn’t stop now. His balls were boiling and his cock throbbed as it drove in and out of the boy’s hole, coating it with precum. He bent forward and forced his tongue deep into Joe’s mouth as his cock filled his ass. With two more hard slams of his shaft, his cock erupted, filling Joe with his neg semen. Greg’s body flinched and spasmed as the last of his cum shot into Joe, their sweaty chests glued together. Joe wrapped his legs and arms around Greg holding them together as they kissed. After several moments, Joe loosened his grip and Greg rolled off him laying on his back next to Joe. “Thanks, I needed that. I thought my balls were going to burst. I can hardly wait until I’m shooting charged loads” Greg said as he lay there. “Yeah, you’re gonna love it” Joe replied as he rolled over on his side and was flicking his fingers over Greg’s pierced nips. Greg moaned and Joe moved back between his legs, hoisting his ass up in the air and burying his face between his ass cheeks. Joe tongue fucked the hole, tasting his cum in the hole, and then slurped up the cum on Greg’s balls and thighs. Joe felt his cock twitch again and figured he could give Greg one more load before he had to go. He licked up from Greg’s balls and up his shaft, cleaning the cum off. As he lowered Greg’s ass towards his poisonous snake, he kept licking up Greg’s torso, tasting the sweat and cum, a mixture he always found intoxicating. It fueled his need to fuck Greg again and he slid into Greg’s hole easily. This fuck was slower yet and Greg was really working his ass muscles on Joe’s shaft. He enjoyed the cock massage and would stab his dick in occasionally, hearing Greg gasp and then moan. He started to fuck Greg’s hole harder and knew it wouldn’t take long before he would be breeding Greg for possibly the last time. “Fuck me Joe, give me your poz cum and finish the job” Greg said. It took a few moments for it to register in his brain, but he realized that Greg had called him by his real name, the first time during their fuck sessions. Joe was close and said to Greg “Yeah, I’m going to knock that hole up and turn you into a poz fucker. My DNA will be with you forever.” Each thrust got more erratic and stronger until he felt his cock shooting more diseased seed into Greg’s muscled ass. Greg was milking his cock, trying to get every drop of seed inside his still starving cunt. Joe laid there, his cock covered in his toxic spooge inside Greg. He let his cock soften and finally fall out of Greg’s battered hole, seeing traces of blood on it. “Do you have a plug to hold the cum in?” Joe asked. Greg replied “No, I forgot to pick one up.” Joe got off the bed and pulled one out of his bag and dripped some spit on it and forced it into Greg. Greg groaned as his hole was invaded once again. His ring stretched and then sucked the plug in and clamped down, holding it firmly in place. Joe said “Consider this a gift… or a bribe” and laughed. The two went to the shower and cleaned up. It was a long shower and at one point Greg put his interlocked fingers around the back of Joe’s neck and looked him in the eye. “I shouldn’t really say anything, but you were the best one we interviewed. Everyone liked you and you seem to be pretty smart. Even if you haven’t pozzed me I want you with my company. If you have, I will guarantee you will get hired.”

OMFG that is so fuckin' hawt! Reminds of the time I went to CumUnion. It was just a sea of endless dicks, each one ready to dump gallons of cum in any hole. At one point I took six lovely cocks in a row. One Top was railing me from behind as another came by and stuck his cummy, fat dick in my mouth, spit roasting me. I could taste the different flavors of man seed on his dick as he pushed it down my throat until his trimmed pubes tickled my nose. Then I felt the dude behind me blast a hot, thick load in me. He gave my ass one last spank and dismounted. The guy in my mouth then yelled at another top walikng by to come and fuck me. He happily obliged and slammed his dick in me with one fluid motion until he bottomed out deep in me. By now, I probably had at least 4-6 loads in me so I already was gaping open and well lubed with man seed. The Top that was skull fucking me spat the most vile, hateful, degrading shit at me and I was loving it. "Yeah faggit boy, take his dick. Back up on it. I don't give a fuck if it hurts! Take his dick boy! We're here to breed faggits like you....look at you, so full of dick and cum like a truck stop hooker. Gag on my dick, I SAID GAG ON IT! Gag on it and make your boy pussy pop so my bro fucking you can feel how good your faggit boy cunt really is. You a cum dumpster, you know that, faggit boy? Your mama would be so proud to see her lil faggit boy taking so much dick. You fuckin' slut! We gonna breed you all night until your lil' faggit pussy is torn apart and knocked up. Yeah, dats right, you aint a real man! You're worst than a real female. Look at you, on all fours getting fuck by multiple dicks. I been watching you, the way you love taking dicks like a real hoe." Each time the top behind me dumped his load, he'd yell at another one to take his place. This went on about four times, my boy pussy never vacant for more than a few seconds. Then it was "Verbal Top's" turn. He stood me up, had me lean against a wall, and took me hard from behind. Even though I've been getting well used for hours by now, he was especially thick and stretched my pussy walls nice and good. My legs were getting weak and my knees buckled, so he held me up by putting me in a full Nelson and continued to fuck me while keeping up the endless tirade of verbal assaults. He plowed into me so good that he set of a hands-free orgasm in me. My legs gave way as cum leaked and spurted out of my dick, so he hoisted me even higher until he was practically holding me up by my arms and his pelvis, allowing him to use gravity to get even deeper in me. Within a minute, he let out a string of profanities as he flooded my guts with scalding hot cum. He held me on him for bit more, ensuring that he entire contents of his huge balls was deposited in me. I was done....totally used up. I couldn't fuck anymore. I felt semi-paralyzed...and sexually content.

I fucking get it man. I cannot get enough dick, cum and piss in my ass from anyone who will give it. I don't want std's, hiv, or aids, but a total cum dump like me is bound to get it. I don't want to take prep, so I suppose one of these days I will get more than the occasional STD I have been getting. cum and pissed filled hole is very addicting.

I don't want to get my cock cleaned after having bred a hole. When I go home at the end of the night I want to have the juices of all the asses I've fucked on my cock and hopefully a lot of cum from other BB top fellows. I don't see why that should be ungrateful. Bottoms want to go home with as many loads as possible in their butts. Why shouldn't tops have their trophy in form of a filthy cock?

When the internet was young I was a frequent user of the latest chat room IRC, it was pretty basic but enough to get the job done. One autumn I came home from work alone as my bf had gone on a business trip so when I got settled I did some cleaning and then logged on too IRC. I went to the usual room #gaylondonsex but got bored quickly so I flitted in and out of several other rooms #gayskinheads, #gaypiss and then I hit the room #gaybareback saw there were about 5 guys in there but I exited almost as quick as I entered. Within a minute a chat screen had opened up from a guy called BAREBACK8 so we chatted a while and I explained that I only had a look in the room and not actively engaged in bareback fucking, still the chatting went on he told me he was poz and I told him I was neg then after a while I agreed to meet but under no illusion that I would fuck with him. An hour later he arrived at the flat and I opened the door to a early 40''s 6 foot man, not hot by any standards but hey sex is sex so we went to the bedroom and undressed and I stood in awe at his athletic build and smooth skin but what I couldn't stop noticing was that he was indeed 8 inches with a cock ring on and already standing to attention like a rock he had an average thickness but still enough to know what you were holding . We moved on to the bed and did the usual antics of sucking, kissing and rimming. Gradually he moved his finger over my hole rubbing it gently and then eased it in which made me catch my breath as I wasn't expecting it but I relaxed and let him carry on whilst I worked on his cock laying stomach to stomach head to toe. Gradually he worked another finger in and continued doing this for about 20 minutes before he slipped finger number 4 in which became a little uncomfortable. I stopped him and said I wasn't into fisting so he got up to his knees... "What do you like?" he asked. "Fucking" I replied. "You going to take it bareback?" I didn't even realise the words "YES" had escaped my mouth and with a swift movement he was in front of me with my legs on his shoulders and his arms by my side, it happened so quick like a heat seeking missile he pushed his cock half in to my hole without missing target and no lube or spit. I gapped his lower arms and winced at the pain and he just looked my in the eye and continued pushing the shaft of his cock in one smooth slow motion until his balls made contact and he had his target, without allowing me to adjust to him being so deep inside me he had already got into his rhythm with steady thrusting all the time looking me in the eyes. I glanced down and could see his butt grinding away at me which went on for a good 15 minutes. I was powerless to resist as it just didn't stop and weirdly I was loving the feel of him inside me, just then I felt the rhythm pick up pace and power of the thrusting grew in intensity I grasped his arms even harder all the time he did not lose eye contact with me. I felt him push in harder and he stopped thrusting and I felt his cock pulsing as he released and planted his toxic seed deep into my body by now he had a big smile on his face. "Your done" he said. He stayed inside for what seemed an age gently pushing his toxic seed deeper into me, I just layed there not fully comprehending what had just happened. He withdraw his cock and looked down at my hole. "No mess, not a drop wasted" he said. I was still speechless at what I had enjoyed so we lay there and kissed, he then got dressed and asked if I was free at the weekend as he would like to spend all weekend poz fucking me. I didn't even search for a response and said I will make myself free. That weekend I went to his place on Friday evening after work and stayed until Sunday evening where I was treated like a whore and got nailed by him continuously. Sadly that was the last time I ever saw him as the following month we moved away from London.

I had one of those days were productivity was seriously hindered by horniness. I found myself constantly browsing Grindr and Scruff, and was woofed on the latter by a huge muscled hairy older guy with a big dick looking for a hole to breed after work. Holy shit, I hadn't had a good lay in a while, so we agreed to meet. I got to his hotel right after work, using his bathroom to get prepped. The preparations took a little while, but when I stepped out of the bathroom, we immediately began an intense, wet make-out session. Thinking to myself 'He must like to spit', I extended my tongue and sure enough he gave me a couple of big drips from him - mid kiss. After a couple more slaps I went down to blow him. His dick was really nice, thick and veiny, with a big head. Oh, and it was really hard. I sucked it all the way to the base and he pulled it out and showed me how he was lubricating a lot. "Suck it," he ordered, which I did, deep-throating it again and again and again. I pulled off his cock, pressuring it from the base up to his head, and a big ass drop of pre-cum welled-out. Scooping the pre-cum with my index finger, I slid the slick cum into my hole. He gave me a sick horny look, forcing he to again choke on his big cock. I blew him for several minutes, and then gestured for him to lay back on his bed. When he was comfortable, I took a hit of poppers and went down on him some more, but blowing him was not enough. I needed more, so crouching over his cock, I centered his head on my hole, and allowed his cock to slide into my hole. His cock head entered my ass very slowly, as I worked my ass muscles, alternately giving it gentle squeezes, followed by relaxing and letting it go. Holy shit. Having all that man inside was the best feeling in the world. I rode his cock for a while while leaning on his huge hairy pecs, squeezing them hard, working to remember the details of the experience for future reminiscences. Initially we made out and I rode his cock, at which time I bounced up and down on his crotch, but at some point he took charge and fucked me as he wished: he lifted me with ease, positioned me on my back, and placing my legs on his shoulders, he unceremoniously slid into my hole. I had never before not have I since ever been fucked so hard. He didn't, however, maintain a regular tempo, but used a rough pounding in which the entire purpose seemed to be that of plowing his cock into my ass. I found myself groaning deeply, which seemed to motive him to intensify his thrusts. His hotel room had a couple of furniture pieces so we switched onto a big cushioned chair and, as I crouched on the chair on all fours, he drove his cock into my ass balls-deep, over and over. Returning to the bed, he positioned me on my stomach, and lay on top of me, pounding away, but this time his grunts and moans were deeper, louder and rougher. Sure enough, I could feel his shaft getting harder and harder, and when the loudest moan came I felt his stream push its way into my ass. He fucking came a lot as he lay on my back for several minutes, shot after shot of cum blowing into my ass, most definitely more than the average orgasm, shooting cum into me, moaning and groaning. I had also cum, but I focused on squeezing and releasing his dick, making sure every last fucking drop of cum was milked out of his balls and into my ass. After the last drop of cum had made its way into my ass, his cock softened and slid out of my hole, at which time he remarked "I cum a lot, boy." When I had caught my breath I thanked him for one of the best lays I had had in quite some time, dressed and left.

So my hole was twitching for cock. I was feeling self doubt lately, someone took a picture after they fucked me and I noticed how wrecked and swollen it was. Most local guys in Hawaii have passed me and stated that my hole looks way too used and wrecked. I don’t give a shit and I have been getting black raw dick more lately and I noticed that my ass is actually more like a pussy these days. I resigned myself that I probably can’t be picky nor get anyone to eat me anymore. I decided to fuck the picky pricks on Grindr and decided to post that I will be at velvets, a video arcade with glory holes and I was game to be a cumdump for anyone anon. On Craigslist, Brt, squirt and Grindr but I never received a response from anyone. Except from one guy.... I got a pic of a black dick of a guy who just wrote I’m a bbc. After 10 emails, he did not want to meet at the GH arcade and wanted to come over to my place. I really didn’t get much more information or stats. Just that he was coming from Pearl Hatbor. I decided to chance it and send my cell phone number. I really didn’t even know how big he was or his stats. Well omg I hit gold. 20 something 5’8” 150 28 waist. When I got him to my place, a huge 8.5” black cock! I actually was scared of it. I’ve been cruising and riding average for so long that I actually had to deal with a monster. He was a pro and started to eat my ass. Omg wtf?? He said he loved wrecked holes that look like a pussy. After eating he started to press in dry. But I got up and got lube in it. For one hour he fucked without cunning and wrecked my hole. After cumming I could feel every vein. We kissed and cuddle in between and he confess that he was BI. We talked more and my fantasy of trying anon in my secured condo. He is totally into anon and I had a plan of dropping my spare building key and he picks it up without any eye contact outside my building one day. He could find a friend and they could come to my condo and dump their loads. This Talk was turning him on and I noticed him thinking about it seriously. He said he knows a white guy on base that might be interested. He would text me one day to set it up. I also offered this idea, he could get his drunk buddies to cum by and use my hole. His straight buddies who are drunk would dump their loads in me. He said that might work since straight guys who are dunk and horny don’t care what they are fucking and love anon holes. He liked the idea and said it might work. But definitely he wanted anon and would surprise me with a friend. More to come...

I’m proud as hell to be a faggot. For as long as I can remember, I knew I was ‘different’. I figured out I found men sexy and women did nothing for me at a very young age, but didn’t make the connection right away. I grew up in a tiny town but my parents are cool as hell. Even before I acknowledged I was a total faggot, they always told me to bide my time and that I would absolutely love going to college and getting away. First weekend there, I hooked up with a dude and quickly confirmed I was gay. Shortly after that, I bottomed for the first time and it was a life-changing moment. From that moment, I realized I was a total faggot who craved cock. I consider it a blessing to be a bottom bitch faggot and am so glad I’m not straight. Earlier today, I was looking for some porn videos of scrawny bottom bitches getting deep dicked by sexy hung studs, and somehow some straight porn came up. To this day, it still freaks me out and I got the hell outta there. Why in the hell would I ever want to even look at a female pussy when there are so many beautiful studs out there with rock hard dicks that are sexy as hell?

I was born into who I am as a faggot pussy boi.

Had a little time yesterday morning so put on a jock and went on a tour of east Portland bookstores. Don’t get out there often. Came home with 3 loads dropping out of my hole and I gave 1 First was at Liberated World. Sucked this kinda sketchy guy through a gh who made it clear he wanted in my ass. Turned around and took his cock, then sucked a cock coming through the other adjoining gh. He was a verbal fucker so everyone in the place knew I was taking loads. He shot a good size load. Second was at the same place, turned around so the second cock was in my ass. Black guy. Decent cock. Worked me a while and I felt him tensing up and shooting. Wish he had been a little louder though. Third was at Peeps... a hipster guy who played with my ass for a while through the hole but after he slid in, he was only good for a few strokes before he shot. Oh well. Got his cum. Then went to Taboo and hung out in the back. This runner looking dude came in and signaled me into an adjoining booth. He gave a pretty good bj. I fed him poppers through the hole because I wanted his hole, and he gave it to me. Super tight, hadn’t been bred in a long time. Eventually I bred him deep and loud, and he seemed irritated that I came inside him. He asked me if I was poz and I just walked out...

"Whats plans rick?" asked Matt. So thats his name. I really should have asked when we chatted and not be so lead by my hard on. "Its pretty dead outside, lets do him right here. We can lay him over the island and fuck him each end". Rick reach forward and lifted me up, my legs had trouble supporting me. He lead me over to the tiled island that rose up in the middle of the sauna. Matt laid his towel down before rick push me backwards. It was the right width that laying back my ass hung over the edge while my head laid back, giving Matt's cock the perfect angle to slide deep into my throat. Matt leaned down and kissed me slipping his tongue inside my mouth as Rick lifted my legs and begun to eat my hole like a starving man. "I think I've changed my mind, will you use a condom?" I asked Matt looking up past his slightly bulging belly and massive cock into his eyes. "I don't do rubbers, but then I'm going going to fuck your throat. Nothing better than a little fucking twink choking on my cum. But Rick down there I'm pretty sure you got buckleys of convincing him to use one." "Fuck no, this load is going one place, up your ass. You wanted it bare. Give him the amyl, make sure he gets plenty then plug his throat. Don;t want any of the trolls out there hearing him when i split him. He's fucking tight." Rick still held my legs up with one hand. Sweat dripped off his chest. As Matt held the amyl to my nose making me inhale its fumes. The room began to spin again. I could feel Rick wiping his towel along my crack "Don't want to it slide in too easy", I tried to move but the amyl was still the and my limbs were losing strength with every breath in he was going to fuck me dry. "That's enough gag him, its time". Matt put the amyl away, pushed my head down and slid his hard cock into my open my. "Relax your throat baby". His cock popped past my tonsils and continued to slide down. He reached down holding my neck positioning my head better as he forced the remaining inches into my throat. I thought he was trying to support and help me take it easier but realised too late that his grip on my neck and jaw stopped me from being able to close my mouth. With a strong thrust he forced the remaining inches into my throat and his low sweaty balls pressed against my face. "He's gagged, go for it". I couldn't see anything, but felt Rick press my thighs down exposing my hole. His toxic know pressed against it. With barely any sweat even to lube it he started pressing. "Time to bust the cherry" i heard him say. He pulled back and released the pressure. I had started to struggle with the lack of air. Everything was stripped from my mind as he slammed his cock against my hole. Tight as I was it tore and gave in. Sharp pain lanced through my body. But i couldn't feel his ablls against me. He wasn;t all the way in. pulling back a bit he slammed again, the grip of his unloved cock again made progress slow. Again and again he repeated the process. While att held his cock deep in my throat. Stars started to dance before my eyes. "Last two inches, should hit his second ring" I hear Rick say, "Hurry up, i think he's about to pass out and miss it" warned Matt. With one last final thrust with all the force generated by his kick boxing legs he forced the last twi inches in past my second ring. I felt a deep aching cramp like pain inside me. I don't think anyone had been this deep. Matt pulled back. I gasped, crying as i tried to get control of the pain. But my relief didn't last long as he thrust back down once again as Rick started hammering my hole. "He's bleeding, my cock is fucking red with his blood, nothing better than bleeding some pretty little neg" Rick stated, " Hows his throat?" "Fucking tight, I'm getting pretty close but i think he needs to breathe again" "Fuck him, just blow. If he passes out will make my job easier" Everything started to get blurry, the sounds, even the sweaty balls slapping my eyes started to lose focus. The pain in my ass continued, hard slapping of balls against my cheeks, and a wetness that seemed to spread from my ass and lubricate the intrusion of the monster fucking me. "Fuck yeah!" I heard Matt yell, I could feel hi pulsing in my throat and feel the motion as my body rocked on the tile plinth. Everything went black.....

6'6 320 here. I'm a top and I don't have any problems finding bottoms. But my bottoms usually say it's harder to find tops than bottoms.

This is a true story about a new neighbor who moved in on my street last year. Middle of the summer, sometime in July. One afternoon I leave to go to work and I notice moving trucks a couple houses over. This one guy kept giving directions on where to leave boxes in the house, I figured he was the new guy. About 6' 5", huge arms and brown hair. Clean shaven, bulging muscles. Yikes.... anyway, I left for work and picked up some shrooms on my way home as it was Friday. I LOVE to trip and streak through the woods on my property. The wooded land takes up a lot of different property but a decent amount is ours and I love running naked out there at night, feeling the warm air on my body, especially right after it rains and I can play in the mud. This night was especially warm so I took some of the mushrooms around midnight and waiting for them to kick in. After an hour, I was feeling pretty good so I stripped down and admired my clean shaven body in the mirror for a while (I do have hair on my head btw lol) before lubing up and sliding my vibrating buttplug in. The trip made it so wonderful. I turned up the power about 1/3 of the way, turned out all the lights and embarked into my backyard. I waited and watched, making sure I didn't see any house lights or anything like that. Once I realized I wasn't going to be seen, I skipped off into the darkness of the trees, away from the light of the full moon. I noticed a bug tire swing in the new guy's back yard and thought about how hot it would be to use it as a sex swing. I started out slow when I got into the woods, letting my eyes adjust to the darkness before moving a little faster, delving deeper into the darkness. I made it out on the other side of the woods where an empty open field was there waiting for me like always. I loved to run naked through that field, pretending a lover was chasing me, throbbing cock waving back and forth in the moonlight,... I ran around for about 20 minutes, laughing, pausing on occasion to admire the moon. I decided to head back towards the house to at least be closer in case somebody saw me. It didn't take long to realize I had come in at a different part of the woods and wasn't exactly sure where I was. I wasn't upset or afraid as I just rode the trip and pretended I was looking for the one who would make me his. All of a sudden, I heard a door open and close. I noticed a small light and thought it was my neighbor, Rick who live on the right side of my house. I saw the lights were out again and I thought he had gone back to bed and I decided to head back inside. When I turned the corner, I was looking right at my new neighbor and he was looking at me..... and he had his dick in his hand. I had come back just a little too far down. ?‍♂️ "Oh my god" I said, trying to cover myself up. He laughed "Well this neighborhood sure knows how to make a guy feel welcome" and took a drag off a joint he had between his fingers. He was sitting in a chair next to a small fire in his backyard while madturbating. "So you live around here?" He asked, motioning me towards another chair. "Ya, I'm REALLY sorry about this." "Don't be sorry. I hope I don't freak you out when I say that your little surprise was the best part of my day." I laughed "No, not at all. I'm flattered." "Glad I'm not the only gay dude on the block. I assume you are given our current circumstances. Haha" "That would be correct" I laughed. "Top or bottom?" He asked. "Bottom. Never topped, don't plan to." "Ah, a true bottom. Are you poz?" "Nope. Was checked a few days ago actually." He smiled and looked me up and down. "Well, I hope you don't mind me saying so, but I could definitely go for a piece of that." i blushed and looked at the fire. "Ya?" "Absolutely. Hey, what's that noise?" i realized my vibrating butt plug was still going. "Oh, it's my plug." "oh my god" he laughed. "I think I've struck gold!" He stood up and pulled out his cock again. This time it was dripping with precum. "What do they call you?" "Big Bessy, baby". "You wanna party, Bessy?" He asked walking closer to me, he stopped right in front of the chair I was sitting in. "Are you sure you want to?" I asked, staring up at him while he slid the tip of his cock around my mouth and face. "Absolutely. I can tell I made the right decision moving here." And with that, he gently slid his wet cock into my mouth. I didn't realize how big it was until I felt it go down my throat. Luckily, I have no gag Reflex so I was able to handle that size. He was about 8 inches but had serious girth. I sat there sucking his dick for quite a while. Reaching back and playing with his balls and going around and around with my tongue. He laughed and slowly pulled out of my mouth and bent down to kiss me. "Turn around, mama. I'm gonna get you nice and ready. " i got up and turned around on all fours. I felt his hands on my ass cheeks, squeezing, groping, spanking... he laughed when he saw my buttplug. "Aw, it's not even up all the way" and he turned it on full blast. I moaned with pleasure as the walls of my boipussy vibrated and loosened. After a few minutes he slowly pulled it out and replaced it with his tongue. It was so warm and soft, licking at my O ring, making it wink with every lick. I moaned and pled for his cock before I felt his hands on my hips pulling me back against him. He teased me at first, barely touching me with the tip of his dick. I laughed and told him to fill me up. With that, he ditched the rest of his clothes and slowly slid that entire fat rod up my ass with such passion and authority, I thought I would come right there. I could hardly believe it, here I was with a guy I had just met, in his backyard for anybody to see, barebacking and getting well fucked. He was being gentle but it was such a fat cock it felt like he was hard fucking me. I loved every second of it but damn, he was so big and inside me sooo deep. We kept this up for some time before he stopped and took me by the hand. "Come with me" he said. "I was about to" I laughed and he smiled at me. He took me over to the tire swing and I was very excited when he asked if I wanted to fuck in the swing. I said yes with a second thought. The tire was big enough for the two of us so he got in one side and and then I got in on top of him. It was a little bit of a tight fit since I couldn't pull my ass cheeks open from that angle, but the tightness felt so good when his slippery cock slid back up in me. I gently moaned as he let go of the branch and we started to swing. The wind in my face, his arms around me, his cock in my ass... it was wonderful. We swung there for what felt like forever. I started shifting my ass around a little, squeezing his shaft every so slightly. "You keep that up and I'll need to pull out soon" he laughed. I turned my head around and said "Don't pull out." He just looked at me. I went in: "Dont pull out. Dump your cum in me and lets just stay here a while. Cum as much as you need to. Dump loads in me until it sprays out. This just feels so good and I never want it to stop. Fuck my ass forever." He smiled and held me tighter. We swung for another few minutes before I felt his cock twitch and his cum start to flow into my belly. I let out a heavy moan and it flushed into me. We stayed there on that swing for about half hour at least and he came two more times during that period. When we finally got off, he asked if he could see me again like that. I smiled and said yes. We've fucked a few more times since then, but that is a story for another time.

As a top I love getting my cok cleaned , but I love th smell of ass mixed with spunk. ill often stick my fingers up the bottoms ass and wipe them on my T shirt to sniff later when I wank

It is good to get home and have the ass juices of many guys on your dick; and also the cum of many others. That's why I love fucking well filled holes.

Last weekend I went to Berlin for business and had a pretty tight schedule, nevertheless I received a message on Scruff from a very fit and furry ginger cub with a thick beard who asked if I wanted to unload in him. Being a total sucker for ginger beards, I made myself available for an hour and, as he lived just a mile down the road, I headed over to his place. When I arrived there he had just stepped out of the shower. After some passionate kissing we moved over to the sofa where he eagerly took my cock into his mouth, sucking my nine inches so passionately, within seconds I was rock hard. After a few minutes we resumed kissing, after which he lay on his back taking his legs back and presented his hole to me. He was determined to get my cock inside his hole, so I pushed in all the way. As I slid in, he let out a deep grunt of satisfaction. Fortunately his ass was quite loose, which led me to suspect he is regularly fucked, which was perfect in my book. I started pounding and he wanted it harder and harder so I gave him what he craved until I almost came. As I wasn't ready to shoot, I slowed my pace, yet as the sight of his level of excitement rising was absolutely beautiful. He begged me to fuck him really hard, so I pounded away with all my strength, and blew a huge load in his ass as he moaned and twitched. After I came he collapsed, a happy smile on his face, which really pleased me as I love it when a bottom is completely satisfied after I've fucked him. We chatted a bit and after a few minutes I got dressed. He wants a second round next time I am in Berlin. I will gladly give him another load.

as a lifelong sex pig I have always made decisions with my body and sexual pleasure in mind. But, as I have pushed my limits and skills into new territory i reached a hunger level for sex that i want to be naked and enjoying sex with guys constantly. In 2017 I set a sex partner goal and all but 1 trip was taken with sex in mind. This year, i have a multiday trip a month planned (and mainly to sex events) solely for the purpose of adding to my partner count and getting my body as oversexed as possible. In my view this should be my purpose as a sexual athlete and it helps satisfy my need for daily open muultipartner sex. In my ideal life this would be my job all day everyday to have sex with guys with my thik cock and beefy ass and body on full display. The male primal drive is sex and guys like us answer that call. It is totally natural, so be the beast and follow your male instinct.

Part Two The sun’s heat was beating down on my naked back, heating my skin until sweat ran off me. Deep in my hole was the boatman’s toxic load, invading my body and being trapped in by a butt plug. I squeezed my hole around the rubber plug, which caused my cock to grow between my body and the towel. “Looks very inviting” a voice said at my feet. I lifted up and turned, even with my eyes squinted from the bright sun, I still couldn’t make out who it was. “Mind if I take a load off?” The stranger asked. “Don’t you mean shoot a load off?” “Maybe two?” I rolled over on my back and instinctively lifted my legs up in the air. I grabbed my ankles and spread my legs wide, opening my crack and exposing the black rubber plug in my hole. There was no words of shock or surprise in seeing the plug. The stranger dropped to his knees near my ass and pulled the plug out with a pop! “Need to save this!” he said sitting in on the towel next to me. He was slowly jacking his tan cock, hell every part of him was tan. I pulled my legs back more, hinting to him that his cock needed to be up my hole. “Boatman said you didn’t know about the island fully.” “Yeah, guess I didn’t realize what the services of the island really were.” He slowly pushed his hard throbbing cock into my hole. The head popped in and he held it there as he commented “We positively aim to please.” At that exact moment he rammed his cock all the way in, as he simultaneously grabbed my hips to keep me from pulling away. Pain shot through me, sparking a loud yelp from my throat. He held his cock fully in my ass as he recommended “Get use to it. I’m going to ride your ass until I breed you with my toxic load.” “Fuck! Is every male around here poz?” “Fuck yeah and everyone’s got it from the boatman, each strain mutating and getting stronger each time.” He slowly pulled his cock out until only the head was in my hole, pulling outwards. He shifted his weight forward, pushing my legs towards my chest, but still having them wide open. My hard cock was laying on my stomach. Continuing in his explanation he commented "Once we sero-converted, we all pumped a newly mutated strain back into the source,” the stranger commented. “The boatman?” “Exactly, he’s your maker now.” His cock was pumping slowly in and out of my hole, each time it was slicker as it was being coated with the Boatman’s cum. He started picking up speed, balls slapping my hole. The pain had subsided and pleasure was coming from my hole. His cock was about eight inches and average in thickness, but he knew exactly how to fuck a hole. There was not an ounce of fat on his body, nor was there hair. He had a tattoo just above the base of his cock. It looked like a scorpion, yet the stinger was unfinished. “Is that a scorpion tattoo?” “Yeah buddy, my venom is toxic!” he said. “Stinger is not complete?” “Not yet, have to dump my poison up ten men to get a new node, I only have one and about half way in getting my second.” He continued to fuck my hole and we talked about the tattoo, balls slapping my ass in almost the same rhythm as the waves crashing on the beach, and after a pause added “You get five nodes and the stinger when it’s complete!” “How many to get the stinger bit?” “Only get that when you go full blown, like the Boatman!” “I didn’t see a tattoo on him.” “And you won’t." I let go of my ankles, reached back and pulled his ass into me, shoving his hard cock deep into my hole. I squeezed my hole around his cock. He pressed into me harder. His body dropped down on mine, chest to chest now. I locked my legs around him right above his tan bubbled muscled ass. He thrust in and out as we kissed, sliding our tongues into each other, tasting each other, his balls slapped against my ass with each thrust into my hole. Placing my hands behind my head, I lay back as he fucked my hole with his hard, well-practiced cock. Under the sun we were sweating a lot and I could feel his sweat drip on me as he pounded my hole. Sweat was running down my ass, although it occurred to me what I thought to be was sweat could have been a mixture of sweat and the Boatman’s cum being pulled out of my ass by his hard cock. After a few minutes, he shifted positions so I was on my back, my legs in the air. His cock pumped in and out of my hole, his grunts loud in my ear, and with each thrust he grunted louder and louder. “You want my strain added to the Boatman’s load in your hole?” “Fuck yeah,” I answered, adding “fill me up.” His thrusts got harder and faster. I closed my eyes, relaxed and waited for his nut to explode in my hole. Plunging full depth, he remained in that position motionless as his nut pulsed through his shaft, shooting this thick load into my waiting hole, a warm sensation filling my insides as his toxic load mixed with that of the Boatman. As his cock softened, his cock popped out of my hole. He reached for the plug, spat on it for lube, and re-inserted it into my hole. Then he got to his feet, stretched in satisfaction, and headed down the beach to the water calling out “Enjoy your stay on the island, embrace the gifts that you are receiving.” “Wait,” I said. He turned to me and stopped. “I have questions.” “Rest your mind, body and soul,” he said, “more visitors will be coming.” Walking into the water, he dove in and swam away into the sunlight.

Part 2. I have finally had a chance to sit down and go through the notes I took that night. I had a cock that felt like it was killing me buried in my asshole and cum squelching out of my abused hole with every thrust. I love big cocks but this was agony, thankfully before I could tap out I felt an agonizing strain along the length of the cock in my ass it unloaded its load into the mess of cum already coating my insides. The cock in my throat emptied itself for the second time in a short span, and as I choked and gagged on the cum I pulled myself out of the group, staggering to a corner of the room. My ass ached, and my backside was caked in cum. Globs of cum dripped down my face and my knees were weak. Fortunately I was able to recover my towel and make my way back to the locker room where I could wipe myself up. In its own way, I enjoyed the walk of shame, clearly exhibiting to the men I was clearly a used mess. I knew I had let a lot of men fuck me, but the cum just wouldn't stop dripping from my hole. Every time I thought I had it all more would slip out. I decided to take a hot shower, and couldn't even make it to the showers before a line of cum was oozing from my hole down my thighs. The hot shower felt good, and as I cleaned myself I noticed an older Indian man had stepped into the showers. He was not particularly discreet in examining my hole and the general mess that was my body. I couldn't ignore him, if only because his uncut cock was awesome, and his knob was thick and fat. Bracing myself against the wall, I wiggled my ass at him. He wasted no time, jerking his cock up a little harder before sliding it into my hole. After the brief rest I had had, my hole was still a little sore, but once his thick cock head made its way past my opening and into my ass, I practically fell to the floor with pleasure. His cock hit every spot I had perfectly in and out, and I came hard against the shower wall. This awesome cock did not, unfortunately, last long: he pumped a few short thrusts and added to the cum in in my body. Giving me a light bit to my neck and giving my ass a sharp slap before leaving me to my shower. The next 15-20 minutes I stood in the hot water and relaxing. I considered the battle lost, there was no point in going to the front for more condoms, why bother at this point? I had felt pleasure beyond compare, and instead of wanting to run for the door I wanted more. I did end up going to the front, but only asked for a new towel. I went back to my locker, and considering the shower took a minute to lube up my asshole, I grabbed my poppers and towel and made my way past the glory hole to the maze. I found the scene in the maze darkroom somewhat similar to before: three guys bent over getting fucked, and maybe five or six standing around. With newfound determination, I took off my towel and put it on the bench, took a big hit of poppers and bent over, lifting my ass up at cock height. A pair of fingers slid up my asshole before I was done bending over, and once those fingers found a loose wet asshole, I had barely enough time to assume the position before a complete stranger in the dark was working his cock up my hole. He wasn't very big, but apparently was very excited as he came in about two strokes. He stepped away, and another set of mystery fingers found their way into my now cum-filled hole. I felt a large man press himself against me, leaning close to me he spoke to me. He told me I was a stupid faggot, and at the same time rubbed his cock head against my hole. He had a thick tip, though I had no idea about the rest of it. He rubbed that thick cock, smearing cum and his precum along my hole, occasionally dipping the head in an inch or so, all the while repeatedly calling me a stupid faggot, a worthless cum rag, and that he was gonna breed my filthy cunt. Taking my hips in his hands, he tensed-up, and thrust his entire cock into my asshole in a single, deep plunge. His cock was about seven inches but unusually thick from end-to-end. His rough pumps propelled his cum deep into my ass, after which, unceremoniously, he he withdrew, lurched off and walked away. The dim light from the doorway showed the large black man stood in position to take the large man's place, and sure enough, a thick black cock worked its way up my hole. Despite his length and girth I felt little to no pain, I was stretched wide and dripping cum. What followed was an incredible fuck. He pumped me for ten minutes straight, before pulling out and offering my ass to a stranger who fucked and bred me in seconds. Then the black guy resumed fucking me, pausing occasionally to offer my ass to four other black men, some who fucked me fast, others who set a slower pace. After each man, however, the original black guy took possession of my hole, his exceptionally large cock pushing all the cum deeper into me.

I went out down to my local fetish bar at the weekend. I'd agreed to meet a mate there in rubber, so I wore rubber jeans and t-shirt. I am a safe (mainly) leather top usually, but had been getting into rubber more and more. We met up and had a few drinks and chatted. After a while I went for a wander around the dark area looking for a boi to abuse, where my dick suddenly firmed up when I saw a rubber daddy in waders chaps and jacket leading a slave off into the smoking area. I followed them and looked on as the daddy installed his will on the slave, and had him hooked up into a sling in no time. The daddy saw me and ushered me in towards the sling to fuck his slave. I said "I don't do raw" and the daddy smiled and handed me some water. After a few mouthfuls I was beginning to feel strange yet horny and before I knew it, I was positioning myself at the slave's hole ready to fuck him. As I began thrusting in and out I felt a finger probe my gradually dilating hole, and the daddy whispered to me about my "hot tight hole." I was starting to lose myself and found the daddy starting to line his cock up at my hole, which was betraying me and begging to be filled. As I came in the slave's hole, I slumped over and kissed his hooded head. All the time this was happening, my own hole was being violated but I was beginning to not mind. My ass had never been used in this way and slowly wanted more and more. The daddy removed the slave from the sling and told me to hop in. Now I was hungry for this daddy to take me and become his slave. As I laid down, he strapped me in and said "One final touch" before placing a collar around my neck. I had never been so horny, and, presumably due to whatever was in the water, was beginning to turn into a slut. "Yep, you're hot boy. I know what you need" and he started to fuck me again. I was flying at this point. Then the daddy leaned towards my ear and told me "I'm going to make you mine, boy, but that ass suggests you need using." I just nodded and kept saying "Yes! Yes! You're the first to have me raw." All the slutty things I was saying seemed to drive him on. I can't recall exactly how much longer I spent in that sling, but I awoke in a cage a few hours later, this time I was leashed to a hook. I struggled but movement was limited, and there was a dogbowl which had water in it in the cage, but after I drank it, I settled down and relaxed. As the daddy entered the room, he was in a full rubber suit, and carrying another one for me to wear. He summoned me to his feet from the cage and helped me out of my own gear into the full suit. Soon I was getting hard from seeing the two of us in the suits and he produced a pair of hoods for us to wear. Soon we were like a pair of rubber clones. He secured the collar back around my neck and tugged at the lead for me to move, gradually leading me to his sling in the corner of the room. I was no longer caring how long I'd been there or what was my destiny. As I hopped into the sling, the daddy strapped me in, and placed mittens on my hands. I now just looked like a rubber thing to be used. "It takes a certain kind of pig to get me interested slave" he said, as was adjusting the height, "and you, whether you like it or not, are going to become MY pig, but to do that you are going to be bred to my specification." I felt the zip in the suit ass area begin to be unzipped, and flashes of worry mixed with horniness had me giddy. "To be my boy, you need my seed running through your veins, my toxic seed will bend you to my will, change you and your outlook boy." I was feeling his fingers at my hole, knowing that I had been chosen to serve this rubber daddy was making me moan with pleasure, obliterating the common sense of the reality, that this rubbered god was going to poz me and own me. As he begun to fuck me harder, I knew that this was my destiny. Flying on poppers and chemmed drink, the rubber pig I had in my mind began to unleash itself and take over me, making me feel like this was my purpose. "Get ready pig, here comes your future." He grunted as he came up me, his seed seemingly flowing endlessly into me. He gasped as he emptied the last of his load in my ass, and stayed in there as he slumped over and caught his breath. I whispered "Thank you" as he pulled out. He kissed me and smiled as he said "This is your new life pig. I wanted a new toxic rubber boy, and soon you'll be one." I was elated - and exhausted. Inside me something had broken, now all there was in there now was a desire to serve my daddy and make him proud. Come Sunday evening, I was well and truly fucked. A one-time safe neg boy, now finding himself sliding towards toxic piggery. As the evening began to draw in, daddy took me into his playroom and had me dress up in an assless rubber wrestling singlet. When I thought that would be that, he mentioned he'd been in contact with some other rubber pigs who he wanted to come over and train me up to be their cumdump, and that the wrestling suit will allow them all to get their loads in me. I smiled, as I knew a part of me died and was reborn. Serving a rubber daddy and being used for his pleasure would be the perfect way to erase my previous existence. To thank him, I fell to my knees and began to suck on the cock that had changed my priorities. Things change. It had been five months since I'd become the property of my Rubberpigdad. After a short illness, I had an HIV test and it came back positive. My initial devastation wasn't as much as I thought it would be. Becoming poz felt right. I walked out of the clinic with a hard on. Daylight was a random affair. I had begun to wear rubber all the time as he commanded, and it was only a matter of time before it would become untenable to keep it a secret under my workclothes. I had become used to the plugs Rubberpigdad would use to keep the cum up my hole too, and realising that my normal life was no longer an option, I decided to take him up on the offer and submit fully to him 24/7. To be permanently collared and rubbered at his disposal. Fortunately he worked mostly from home and so would regularly breed me. I'd basically become his slave/ boy/ pig whatever and was happy to serve him. That weekend, Rubberpigdad said he'd wanted me to pass on the baton. I was stoked up. I'd been told to not wank or cum - which seeing as I had a CBT device on my cock, I couldn't really do anyway, and to wear my tightest suit. As I'd been muscling up to Rubberpigdad's specifications, the suit fitted me like a skin substitute, making me feel incredible. Like some human sex toy with muscles showing in the tight shiny black material. I hooded up, and was completely rubbered from head to toe. As midnight neared, Rubberpigdad and I drove into town to that bar where I first met him. The bar was full of hot guys in leather and rubber. I could visualise what some of these guys looked like out of gear, and the thought that they had succumb to their fantasies - which I had done - caused me to get hard. Rubberpigdad lead me into the club on a leash and guys stared at as. Some in fear. Some in awe. We sat at the bar, and Rubberpigdad told me of his plans for the evening. "You need a brother, boy" I was intrigued "I want you to select who will become your pigbrother and my second slave, when you have chosen, we will take him and you will spend however long it takes to make him poz and bring him into the family." Once upon a time I would've been horrified at such a thing, but tonight I was licking my lips at the challenge and desperate to please my owner.

This is my first ever story, I hope you enjoy! Please be gentle! I have an idea of where I am going with this story but would welcome your ideas and feedback. I will try and incorporate them into future posts. The Downfall of a Banker I know the working class hates us. I am one of the 1%. Those people you see vilified in the press and in the movies. Working for only a few hours a day to make millions a year. Only existing in the rarified world of the best restaurants, bars and hotels. I had been blessed with good looks. A sqaure jaw, flawless skin, blue eyes and raven black hair, 6 foot 3 inches in height. My muscles were honed to perfection in the gym. I am the ultimate version of masculinity. I had even featured on the cover of Men's Health as evidence you could balance, work, partying and gym. Obviously many women threw themselves at me. I had a different one in my bed most nights. However I never seemed to be able to keep a relationship. I worked at a well known investment bank in the city. Lived in a beautiful apartment in the best location and also had a small country estate to escape to when I needed to take a break from the city. You see not only did I make millions, but I also had inherited great wealth. I was born with the proverbial silver spoon. As such I had grown up with everyone respecting me and quite literally intimidated by my presence. I had greatly enjoyed using this power to get my way in the world. What I thought of as persuasion, most would consider bullying. However now I am in my early 30s and at the height of my power I am finding life less satisfying. The endless parties, sex and hangovers were starting to interest me less. The succession of models left me less sexually satisfied. I sometimes found I couldn't get a hard on. At first I started to blame the alcohol and partying. However one day on my way to work I passed a building site. What I saw there would ultimately change my life ... My usual driver had been ill and in a rare moment of compasion I had given him the morning off. I decided to rough it and use public transport. I am not sure what I was thinking that morning. Possibly I was also ill and not thinking clearly. As a result I had to walk the last part to work. Just around the corner of my bank there was a building site. It seemed to be run by skinheads. Their heads gleaming from where they had shaved their hair down to the scalp. I shuddered thinking about how I could never do that to my thick, glossy expensively cut hair which was treated and trimmed on a weekly basis. The skinheads bodies and necks were also covered in ugly tattoos, certainly I would never mare my beautifully soft, tanned and luminescent skin with such vulgar designs. They were dressed in filthy ripped clothes with Doc Martin boots laced up to their mid calfs. By contrast I was wearing a £5,000 tailored Jermyn Street blue suit, crisp handmade shirt with diamond studed cuff links, burgendy silk tie and handmade fine patent leather shoes. We could not be more different. At the same time my cock started to harden while listening to them talk in their coarse language. I couldn't understand what was happening to me. My erection was firmer then it had been in months and was clearly visible in my tightly tailored suit trousers. Why was this happening, I am so much better than them. Clearly my dithering and potent erection had not gone unnoticed by the skinhead gang. Not only were they the lowest scum of society but there were also clearly gay. They were leering at me and shouting profanities about what they wanted to do my perfect arse, ripping open my suit pants so they could fuck me hard. They kept saying they were going to bend me over an oil drum, tie my hands, use all my holes, spit on me and then leave me naked tied up on the site for all to use. My cock was leaking so much there was a wet patch on the front of my trousers. I could not understand my response. My brain could not compute my reaction at all. I'm straight!! Sure there had been fumbles with classmates at my boarding school, one night I even sucked a mate off, but quite frankly who hadn't!! Even if I was gay I would never even think of going with someone from a lower social class. I quickly gathered myself and ran the rest of the way to work. I spent the rest of the day totally distracted, thinking about what had happened that morning, imagining what would have happened if I had stayed. Even my boss noticed that I wasn't on planet Earth and sent me home. Thankfully it was Friday so I decided to immediately go out, meet friends, have a drink. Anything to basically distract me from what my mind kept flicking back to. The weekend turned into a blur of parties, champagne and women. I threw myself at every attractive women. I must have bedded a dozen over the course of the weekend. However I could not get an erection for any of them. They all left disappointed. I ofcourse blamed the huge amount of alcohol I had drunk. Many of them asked if I was gay, which I ofcourse denied, usually with a bouquet of profanities. However my nights were spent in tormemt. It didn't matter how much alcohol I drunk to make me pass out, every night I woke with the same image of me submitting to the un-named lead skinhead and his gang. Every night I would wake dripping in sweat as I ejaculated the biggest loads of my life. My silk boxers soaked through with my load, much larger than I had had with what I had thought was the most satisfying sex previously. I initially called in sick for the start of the week as I was not rested after my disjointed sleeping. However after a further day spent flipping between drunken oblivion and completely unsatifying sexual intercourse I decided I needed to return to the routine of work to try and re-establish my equilibrium. I think my subconscious was in charge when I asked my driver to drop me off a little distance from work. He was shocked but I brushed him aside saying I needed some fresh air before work. Ofcourse I had to go past the same building site. This time the skinhead foreman was on his own. It was extremely early in the morning. My eyes caught his. He just stared intensely at me. I found my patent leather shoes were walking onto the site. As I came nearer to him, he just grabbed hold of my silk tie and pulled me into the most penetrating kiss I have ever had. The whole world stopped as I accepted his tongue into my mouth. His filthy hands grabbed hold of me, with one he cupped the back of my head, grabbed my hair to ensure his tongue went deeper into my mouth. He remarked the only benefit of my longish hair was that it was easier for him to control me. His other hand grabbed my pert bottom through my suit trousers so that all of my body was brought into him. I could smell him, a wonderful rich aroma of sweat and hard work. Suddenly he pulled away, my mouth felt empty, I leaned in to kiss him again. He stepped back out of my reach. He said I could not have any more until I showed him respect. At this point he just spat on my forehead. I was in complete shock at this. Ordinarily I would find this positively one of the most disgusting things that could be done to me. However as his saliva slowly dripped down my face all I could think of that he was marking me and how lucky I was to have received something from me. My erections was so hard. He obviously noticed this. He demanded I show him respect. I think my brain just froze, I could not think what to do. Thankfully he thought for me as he slapped me on my cheek, leaving a dirty mark on my alabaster skin, however it did the trick of firing up my brain to realise he had grabbed hold of my tie, was dragging me forward and down so that I was forced to sink to my knees in the filth of the building site mud. With his hand back gripping my hair he forced my mouth down to his boots. I understood what was needed as I showed my subservience by kissing his boots. Once I had demonstrated this submission he directed my face, via his forceful grip, to his crotch, where I started to lick his crotch. He then opened his zip and let loose his manhood. For the first time since my adolesence I looked at another mans penis. The glans of his penis glistened with pre-cum. It looked so tempting that I had to taste it. In that moment I accpeted his cock into my mouth. What I lacked in experience I made up for in enthusiasm as I gave him head. Within a few minutes I could feel the tension mount. Sure enough he soon proceded to cum, withdrawing from my mouth and spurting his sperm all over my face and hair which he then proceded to rub all over with his penis. At that same moment I also came without touching myself at all. Something that had never happened while I was conscious. This was demonsrated to him by how soaking wet the groin of my suit trousers were, this was by far the biggest and most satisfying orgasm of my life. Just after that moment a peace descended on me. It was only disturbed when my master then demanded payment. I was initally afronted by this as I thought he had just played me for my money. I think my anger was also fuelled by the fact I also realised why so many of my female sex partners were so hurt after I dropped them as I in effect bought them for the night by taking them out for dinner and then plying them with expensive alcohol. I had viewed sex in the past as a transaction, however what had just occured was not a transaction for me, it was a life changing event. Therefore when he said he did not want my money I was actually relieved. However what he wanted was so much more than money could buy. He wanted my humility. He retrieved a knife fromt the belt of his jeans. I should have been frightened but for some reason I had implicit trust in him. He said that to prove my humility I needed to remove my outer skin of the corporate uniform. He slowly and delibrately cut off all of my clothes.He started with my tie, then proceeded to my suit jacket. He continued until everything was shredded including my underwear, shoes and socks. I just let him do it, I had never felt so at peace. I felt as though the weight of the world was being lifted off me. There I was in the middle of a building site being slowly and deliberately stripped. Anyone could look in. However as each piece of my fine clothing was being iretrievably stripped from me I felt more and more free, until I was left standing completely naked and re-born. Only at the end of this did I suddenly think of my exposure. Standing fully naked in the middle of a building site just as the city was starting to wake up. However my new master, as I viewed him, provided for my modesty in his own way. He gave me his own filthy jockstrap. I wore it with pride. He made it clear my first sacrifce was to demonstrate my humility, further sacrifices would be made on my way to the person that I desired and needed to become. Before letting me go he decided that with my arse on show it should be reddened. He bent me over his lap and sensuously spanked me, which lead to another erection. I therefore walked home with nearly the whole of my body, especially my pert red bottom & dripping erection, exposed. People were looking at me as though I was crazy, but I felt so grounded, literally my bare feet in contact with the the filthy pavement, that realsim made me feel serene.

Pure fiction; kind of sappy and slow at times. Jonathan was 22 years old, 6' and a half inch tall, 174 lbs, and covered in a soft pelt of fur. For how tall he was he felt his 5.5" cock wasn't suited to topping so he almost always bottomed. He hated the feeling of condoms, it always felt like they were giving him friction burns no matter how much lube he used, so he preferred to bareback. Not wanting to catch anything he tended not to hook up with strangers or guys he didn't know very well. He had a few boyfriends over the years and he was always willing to turn his friends into friends with benefits so he could bareback safely. In college he'd discovered breeding zone and made a profile just to help keep track of the best the jack-off material. At first the bug-chasing sections made him sick to think about, but within months he found they turned him on more than he ever thought possible and his taste in porn began to change. At first condom porn was fine, then bareback only, and soon only the rare videos of bottoms begging for poz cum and tops telling their bottoms they're being pozzed could get him off. Curious about taking a poz load he made a BBRT account and hit up several poz, undetectable guys. Rob was in his 30s, a little shorter than Jonathan but in better shape, and hung. He opened the door as Jonathan ascended the front steps wearing a baseball cap and wife beater, his 7.5", thick, cut cock stirring as he saw Jonathan. The boy had looked handsome in his pictures, but up close his blue eyes could hypnotize and make you do anything you wanted. Jonathan knew he was good looking and had "cult leader" eyes but nevertheless he was nervous about taking his first poz cock and hooking up with his first real stranger. To bolster his confidence he wore a cerulean t-shirt which made his ice blue eyes even more striking. As the glass door swung open he smiled cockily at the sight of the poz cock stiffening in front of him. Rob smiled genuinely in return and beckoned him inside. As soon as the door shut Rob spun and pushed Jonathan against the wall, lifting his head to make out with the younger man, his hard cock pressing against Jonathan's body. Jonathan had told Rob he needed to be aggressive and get the ball rolling as soon as he was inside so he didn't have a chance to chicken out, and now with the sexy older man pressing him against the wall he couldn't imagine why he would ever think that would be an issue. His cock was hardening in his skinny black jeans and his heart was racing. "Bedroom?" Jonathan gasped as Rob moved to bite his ear and work his neck. "Follow me, and start stripping" Rob replied in between bites on the boy's neck. He kissed Jonathan square on the mouth once more, swirling his tongue inside before heading back to his bedroom. Jonathan kicked his shoes off and bolted after Rob, shrugging off his shirt and unbuckling his belt in the living room, and finally managing to get his jeans off in the short hallway. As Rob entered his bedroom he looked at Jonathan, now clad in only a blue jock the same color as his shirt had been. "Damn," he thought, "even just that jock makes his eyes captivating." "Doggie-style in the middle of the bed" Rob said as Jonathan entered the room. Jonathan nodded and crossed the room to the queen-sized 4 poster bed, noticing the bottle of lube positioned at the foot of the bed. As soon as Jonathan was in position Rob dove in and started eating the boy's ass with fervor, wanting to get him loosened up and keep him worked up and horny. Jonathan was in heaven, he loved having his furry ass eaten, and Rob was the best he'd ever had. Jonathan lost track of time as the man worked his hole but eventually he felt Rob shift his weight behind him and heard the bottle of lube being opened. A wet fingered entered his ass, then two, before Jonathan felt the lubed cock teasing his asshole. "Fuck me." Jonathan said, leaning back onto the cock -- the poz cock, he remembered. Rob grabbed Jonathan by his shoulders and pulled the boy back in a smooth motion, his cock entering the boy's hole in one movement. Rob held still for a moment, making the head of his cock throb deep inside Jonathan before truly fucking the boy. As Rob's cock throbbed inside Jonathan he began to recall all the pozzing porn he'd watched. Throughout the whole fuck Jonathan removed the words like poz, toxic, bugs, virus and phrases like knock me up as he begged and moaned for Rob's cock and load, but inside he was as big a chaser as ever. Halfway through his fuck Rob flipped Jonathan over on his back, and began hammering the boy's hole. The boy was a babbling mess of pleasure, jacking his cock and begging for Rob's load, which Rob was happy and eager to give. In this position Jonathan maintained eye contact with Rob as he talked dirty. Rob felt the cum begin to build in his balls far sooner than he expected and within moments his cock erupted inside the boy, filling him with cum. With Rob's cock spewing poz cum inside him Jonathan's own cock showered his chest and face with cum. Rob collapsed on top of him and they began to make out; with Rob's cock still inside of him. Once Rob's cock softened and the man had licked up his load and fed it back to him Jonathan cleaned off Rob's cock gently, knowing how sensitive it would be. In short order the cleaning became a blow job and Rob's cock again began to harden. "Can you fuck me again?" Jonathan asked, locking eyes with Rob from under his eyelashes. "Yes." Rob exhaled. Jonathan's mouth was talented. "Do you mind if we get a little more dirty and verbal?" Jonathan asked liltingly. "Oh fuck yes. I'm gonna knock that ass up." Rob was taken aback by that; he hadn't wanted to be pozzed, but it had happened, and he never thought he'd be the type to get off to a pozzing scenario. Jonathan laid on his back and pulled his knees apart and to his chest. "Come poz me" he said, his voice a challenge. The two fucked twice more that night, the final time ended with Jonathan riding Rob's cock, milking his poz load out. When Jonathan left around 4 a.m. he had never felt like such a slut nor so free. 3 years later. After his encounter with Rob, Jonathan had begun taking poz loads from the man, and from others, regularly. He'd even taken trips to the nearest bathhouse and begun to take unmedicated poz loads as well. But somehow always tested neg. During those years he'd never really dated anyone, but lately sex just wasn't as fulfilling as it used to be and Jonathan felt a restless urge inside of him, similar to how he felt before he had started getting fucked by Rob. He thought maybe he'd have to double down on getting pozzed, but a small part of him knew he just wanted someone to sleep next to at night and wake up with in the morning. At his favorite gay bar one Saturday night, Jonathan noticed a young man, tall and thick, but not more than 21 years old, checking him out from across the room. They locked eyes and Jonathan drained his drink and went to the bartender to tab out. At the bar Jonathan felt the young man watching him and purposely avoided looking at him as he left. 21 was too young, he thought, remembering how he had been at that age. Outside Jonathan shook his head, he was a little buzzed but could feel it quickly wearing off. The door closed again behind him and without looking he knew who it was. "Hi." The young man said from behind him. Jonathan glanced back at the boy, studying his face. "You're really sexy. There's just something about you." The boy chimed. "Probably my eyes. Jonathan said," he was wearing a navy blue button down speckled with small dots of white. "Yeah. Can we go someplace and talk?" the boy asked innocently. The two went back to Jonathan's small apartment a few blocks away and spent the rest of the night laying in Jonathan's bed, just talking -- no, more than talking, baring their souls to each other -- until the boy, Kirk, who was a college junior, dozed off. Jonathan looked at Kirk's face in the moonlight and felt calmer than he had in months. He grabbed his phone and deleted the BBRT app then slowly got out of bed so as not to wake Kirk and went to the kitchen to start getting things together to make Kirk a nice breakfast. 10 months later. "I feel like you aren't satisfied with me, Jon. In bed...sexually," Kirk hung his head. He'd been dreading having this conversation. The coffee shop was slow, thanks to school being out for the winter. Kirk wasn't sure how this talk was going to go. Jon was nice, reassuring, sweet, almost too sweet. Whenever Kirk felt bad he knew Jon could cheer him up with just a look and a few soft-spoken words, but Jon never seemed happy. Actually Jon did seem happy, but only when there were people around to be happy for. When he didn't think people were paying attention Jon's face was blank and his eyes were dead. "That's not true. I love having sex with you." Jon's voice had a low rumble to it which seemed to say, "I want to have sex with you to prove it, but I know that won't solve this." "Look at me, Kirk." "I can't. You're gonna do that Marilyn Manson eye thing to me and make me feel better and then we'll never have this conversation," Kirk spat accusatorily. Jon was silent. Jon was never silent. Kirk had never seen Jon be taken aback by words. They'd once been on a date and some guy had made fun of them for holding hands and Jon quickly unleashed an impenetrable wall of witty insults which made the guy turn red and made all his friends laugh at him. Jon had boredly turn around, took Kirk's hand, and began walking again as if he had only stopped to point out an interesting pattern in a brick wall or a fun cloud formation. Jon studied Kirk, though he couldn't see his face his body language spoke volumes. "I don't mean to." Jon said after a moment. "It just happens. I know I do it but I can't help it. That's why I had us lay in my bed the first night we talked. So that whatever you said wasn't because of me." "Because you wanted me to be honest. But Jon you never seem honest. I've seen you when you think nobody, including me, is looking at you. I know you aren't happy and I want to help you be happy, so please, tell me what is and what I can do to help you be happy." "Do you remember what I told you right before you fell asleep that night? When you were asking why I didn't have sex with you?" "Because you get off on taking poz cum. Is that what this is? Did you cheat on me?!" Kirk's head shot up, his eyes full of rage as he locked gazes with Jon. "No! I'd never cheat on you. I just still have this urge inside me, this hunger, this need." Jon put his will behind his words. "I don't want to do this anymore." Kirk said with a solitary head shake. "It's over Jon." He stood, not looking his boyfriend -- his ex -- in the eyes even once as he turned and walked away. Jon raised an eyebrow as Kirk walked away, slowly drank his black coffee as he watch Kirk's blue Nissan drive down the road. Then stood. 1 hour later. "22 year old college boy looking for poz loads. Knock me up." Kirk typed into the blank space on his newly made BBRT profile. Kirk's heart was racing as browsed through the men on the site, looking for someone who could help him. He refreshed the page every few minutes, waiting until his profile and picture were approved. He must have messaged 10 guys telling them exactly what he wanted, no, needed. Finally one replied. The message was an address, tomorrow's date and a time, and a list of instructions. 14 hours later, 8 a.m Kirk was wearing gym shorts, flip flops, and a plain white tee. He didn't have on any underwear but had the largest plug he owned shoved deep up his ass. In a small bag on his back he had a new toothbrush and the biggest dildo he owned. He had cleaned out and dry fucked himself for an hour on that dildo as instructed. He approached the house and looked up as the glass door swung open. A fit, shorter man in his mid 30s stood at the door in only a baseball cap and a wife beater, his cock stiffening at the sight of the boy. Kirk glanced at the tv as he entered the living room, it was playing gay porn, two men spit-roasting a young twink. The man sat down on the couch. Kirk stripped and assumed the position, the carpet was rough on his knees, but he ignored it as best as he could as he began sucking the man's cock paying attention to his heavy balls and taking the the thick, cut cock as deep down his throat as he could. After a few minutes the man patted his head. Kirk knew that meant he was to lay on his back and show off the plug to the man. The man nodded and Kirk removed the plug, retrieving the dildo from his bag and wetting it with his spit he started to thrust it deep up his ass. The man watch critically, slowly jacking his hard, spit covered cock. The man got on the floor and lifted Kirk's ass up and began to eat his ass. Kirk could feel the man's tongue sliding deep inside him and felt the man scraping the rim of his hole with his teeth. Kirk grimaced in pain but kept silent. Next the man used his fingers to rough up Kirk's ass, scratching his insides. Kirk whimpered. The man took the toothbrush from Kirks' bag and opened it. He reached down to his cock and spread some of his precum on the bristles. Kirk knew that precum was toxic. Kirk cried out as the toothbrush entered his ass and the man began to vigorously brush him. After what felt like an eternity in hell the man stopped and began to eat Kirk's ass again before lowering him back down to the rough carpet. The man spat on his cock and slid inside Kirk in a single thrust and began to fuck more ferociously and aggressively then Kirk had ever been fucked. Kirk locked eyes with the man and began to beg the man. "Please knock me up. Infected me with that toxic cum. Knock me up. I'm a fucking worthless bug chaser. I need to be pozzed. Give me that poz cock, give me that poz cum, oh please give me that poz cum deep up my ass. Please breed me with your hot, dirty load. I need to be pozzed. Please poz me. Please knock me up." The fuck continued, Kirk's ass was a destroyed cunt at the end. Over the next two weeks Kirk took the man's cum day and night. On his 15th day at the man's apartment Kirk woke up in a pool of sweat, aching and on fire. His bones hurt and he felt like throwing up. 2 weeks later. Jonathan's phone lit up with a small ghost icon in the notifications bar. A video snapchat from Kirk. Jonathan opened it and his jaw dropped. Kirk was laying on his back, jacking his rock hard cock. He had last at least 15 pounds and gotten a hair cut but the most noticeable difference was the freshly inked biohazard tattoo above his left pec. The caption read "Come get it" 15 minutes later Jonathan walked through the unlocked front door, locking it behind him and stripping his clothes off. He could hear porn coming from the bedroom. Inside he lay on the bed and spread his legs. Kirk walked in from the bathroom and locked the bedroom door behind him. "Tell me what you want, Jonathan." Kirk said devilishly, locking eyes with Jon. "I want you to poz me, Kirk. Knock me up. Make me like you." Kirk crossed the room in a single step and got on the bed, sliding his newly poz, unmedicated cock into Jon's ass. Jon exhaled sharply. He hadn't even had time to clean out fully before rushing over. Jonathan reached up and pulled Kirk down to him. Kissing him deeply as they held each other's gaze. "I love you, Kirk" said Jon, letting his eyes convince the boy. "I can't believe you did this for me." "I love you too. Thank you for showing me what I really needed." "Thank you for giving it to me," Jon laid back, tightening his hole around Kirk's toxic cock. "You don't have it yet, but I'll make sure you do." Kirk said beginning to fuck his boyfriend. 1 month later. Snow was falling outside the bathhouse but the inside was almost tropical. Kirk and Jon were both balls deep, raw, in the two 18 year olds side by side on the small bed. The two had been hesitant to get fucked by two guys with biohazard tattoos at first, but one look from Jon had them both on their knees in an instant, and back in the rooms within a few minutes. Jon's eyes met Kirk's and both knew they had a long, happy life ahead of them. Fin.

About a year ago I was having some trouble with an ex-BF of mine who wanted me back. I had given him a firm no, but then things began to escalate as he began making abusive telephone calls and leaving me vile text messages, but one particular day I came home to find my entire flat had been turned over. It was one hell of a mess. I checked around, and while it didn't look like anything was missing, nevertheless I rang the police and they said they would send someone round. Well the copper they sent around was in his 30s, blond hair, blue eyes, about 6 feet tall. Mmmmmmmmm, I thought to myself. Not bad. He looked around, took down some notes, and asked me my name. I replied with my name and age. I couldn't help stop staring at him. Not only was he stunningly handsome, his uniform also fitted him perfectly. I found myself offering him a drink and to my pleasure we ended-up sitting in the kitchen talking. I gave him a summary of what I knew my ex had been doing, and that I suspected he was behind the violation of my flat. I went on describing my ex's behavior since I had declined to reconnect with him. The copper then asked if I had anyone else in my life. I initially thought his was question was strange, but then surmised he was he was just getting background questions. I replied, no I hadn't as I wanted to explore the field a bit. The PC then shifted uncomfortably in the chair and gave a load cough to clear his throat. By then I was day dreaming of the copper fucking me raw, any way he wanted. He brought me back down to Earth, however, by calling my name. I smiled and replied "Yes?" He looked somewhat flustered. I asked him "What's wrong?" He replied "Nothing," but his face gave everything away. I found myself rising, walking around the table, leaning forward and kissing him. Our mouths met greedily, tongues exploring each other's mouths and lips. Mmmmmmmmm. I urged him to stand up, I unbuttoned his belt and trousers, and pulled-down his boxers. "Oh my, what a beautiful cock" I murmured. It was at least eight inches long, was quite thick and uncut. I began to lick the long delicious shaft, and then took him into my mouth. He placed his hand behind my head to make sure I didn't come off it. Then I noticed a certain tattoo on his inner thigh: it was the biohazard tattoo, but I was to caught up to care. Having this copper in front of me, his cock in my mouth. > More to come soon!

Last night after work I decided to go back to the place near my job to see if anyone was looking for some head. To be honest o was figuring I was wasting my time because how cold it was. I walk in stay near the front to warm up and go to the back their was about 4 guys there two were talking, the third was watching the first two but in the back were the video booths are was the fourth guy. So I went to the back he smiled at me I smiled back He was tall Latin and very good looking so we're smiling and we chat a little which led to what was I looking for, so I explain I like giving head and he goes that's exactly what he's looking for since his wife is out of town. He then asks if I'm into exotic things, I go it depends. Hey turns away towards me whips out his dick and shows that he has a pearl in his shaft under the skin. He tells me to touch and I do and we head towards the booths. Once inside and I take him in my mouth he's hard instantaneous. He's pumping my mouth and having me work the head and all the while I feel the pearl hitting my lips and all I could think is how awesome would that fell in my ass. I'm giving head and we only stopped one tio feed the machines and I'd resume. Now I'm really getting into it and I'm grabbing his thighs and ass, he starts moaning pulls out as he cums and hits my upper lip and chin. This is the second time I got a semi facial at this place not that I'm complaining. My only regret was I wish I could have swallowed more of his cum because it tasted that good that and him actually fucking me.

Same here never used one and never been topped with one either

Sadly I dont really remember much of anything else happening after that. I have other experiences I can write about though

I personally love to turn and clean off the tops cock after he's cum in me. I find the vast majority of the tops find that really hot. But, I have found a few that don't want me to. But, I can understand if they want the smell of their cum and maybe some other top's cum on their dicks later. Just have to play it by ear and not be offended if they don't want their dicks cleaned. It's all good.

Sorry for the very long post but you'll see why if you read the whole thing. I am planning on creating a very unique video/documentary about breeding/pozzing with myself as the subject. Here is the back story I've been bi for about 10 years. Always terrified every time i'm with a man that i'm going to catch something. I would go through phases of getting fucked then once I was happy , not have any more sex for months ( even years ) I have never barebacked. I have never let a man cum in me ( even into a condom just in case). I had been to a few saunas, but never really played as was terrified from all the stories I would hear. I did enjoy watching though, especially guys similar to me taking loads of cum in the sling About 3 years ago my female mistress started using toys on me ( unknowing I had taking cock before) and encouraged me to stretch and play. She would buy me increasingly bigger toys , lube and lots of poppers. I went from barely taking a cock to taking a fist with ease. As I played and watched porn my tastes turned to fisting, prolaspes and general anal wreckage. I also got more and more turned on by bare backing porn and eventually breeding. As I would ride my toys and get high on poppers I would imagine taking raw cock in a group and all the guys were all egging me on to take the big cock and the load. I soon got a squirting dildo, though not large, I would heat up lots of J Lube and pump it into me , I loved the mock feeling of seed. I also got into watching cum eating , bukakke and glory holes. I would hook up the cock to spray me with load after load. And I loved it. After not being with any men for some years I got back into doing just oral only , and after enough practice ( and poppers) started swallowing cum, where as before I would just wipe it off my face. This is where my whole cum/seed fetish brewed. Even on my own stag weekend in Cardiff I planned to man a glory hole for an hour or two at a sauna, but I couldn't slip away from my stag party, Once I was married I vowed to put my toys away and not touch poppers or another man. I honestly don't know how I got into the whole POZ fetish but there was one event which I think inadvertently put me on course for what I am planning October 2016. My brothers stag do in Bristol , UK. As a gym goer Had been taking some testosterone boosters which were causing my libido to sky rocket. All I could think about was having a weekend away from the wife where I could do what I want, but not with a women, but by sneaking off to a sauna and swallowing dozens of loads. I knew I had promised to myself not to toy or play anymore but I wanted it so bad, Hetero porn /sex just wasn't working anymore.I even spent some time looking online and found a sauna within walking distance of my hotel. In my head i didn't think I would to do it and that it was just the "libido talking". But as we went between clubs I managed to slip away. It was like auto pilot, nothing in my head was telling me to stop I WANTED THIS, I NEEDED THIS . I went to the sauna and found my way to a glory hole. I must have been there a good half hour with not so much as a single cock to feast on. I went to the movie room and played a little. I went to some other glory holes where I had much better luck and as I was leaving bumped into a hung guy. Couldnt even remember his face but his cock was amazing. It wasn't long till I was bent over taking it. I couldn't stop smiling at what I was doing again. It had been years but I took the whole thing with ease due to my toy play. Even so I was making sure he kept his condom on. Afterwards I went into the sling room to chill out as I had hit the poppers pretty hard. I laid down on one of the sofa beds and used the towel as a blanket. I must have dropped off because I awoke to a guy fucking me , RAW !!! I totally freaked out, especially as he looked physically wasted away . Even though I was drunk and high on poppers I knew Icouldn't be there.I left. Horny that I had been smashed by a massive dick but terrified of this stealthy rapist. He hadn't cum in me, but I knew that wasn't necessary to knock me up. The next day I was at hospital being put onto PEP and having all the tests done. To say the next few weeks were the most terrifying ever, was an understatement. I spent ages reading about it, I would weight myself, do my temperature, check all my lymp glands for a sign of infection . I got sick and thought that this must be the fuck flu. In my head I was POZ but the tests would be another 4 weeks before I would know. I came to accept it as best as I could. Whilst reading online about HIV, I came across fetish site. I read about neg guys getting knocked up on purpose and the freedom that came with it. I watched conversion videos and read lots of blogs on folks stealthing missions. Soon worry turned into pleasure. It dawned on me that this could be the gift to release me from being safe and sensible I dont know why but knowing that I could just go to any sauna and offer my hole and take any load I wish just turned me on so bad. That I could meet all the hung tops that I had chatted to but chickened out of meeting.All the years I had played with men and I just wanted to take it RAW and feel their sperm impregnante my hole. I would finally be free to do it. In the weeks leading to my test I dusted off the old toys and got back into opening my hole. It was different , I had a purpose now. I was preparing to take loads. My verbal talk changed when I was playing . I would watch myself in the mirror and beg to be charged up as I rode my oversized toys. I would shout out things like "poz my cunt", "give me ur death seed" , "breed me". My thoughts turned to sleazy meets with wasted aids types , hunting for men with bio-hazard tattoos and chemsex. I had even looked into a flat , knowing I would have to leave the wife once it was confirmed. I set aside money for a sling and extreme toys, designed the layout and which door could be cut for an anon breeding hole. The night before "POZ" day I had removed all my hair and pre-douched. Packed my lube, blindfold and extreme strength poppers. I planned to go straight from the clinic to the Greenhouse Sauna in Darlaston and just spend the weekend being a total poz pig whore. Well, come test day , i was sat waiting for the inevitable but I was shocked when it came back NEGATIVE. I even got them to do it twice. My sickness was down to a winter virus and also stress ( and extreme popper usage it would seem} All that preparation , both mental and physical was for nothing. The bag in my car with the douche, poppers and a blindfold were to go unused. I sat in the car for ages. Half wanting to carry out my plan of going to the sauna , but then an idea came to me, This plan I want to document my journey to being poz. I am a photographer and seemed the ultimate pet project. I will be poz but on my terms and in a way I can watch for years to come. It will involve me being interviewed about what bought me here , why I want it and what I plan on doing once I have it. It will then document the conversion and the aftermath. I want this to the the standard to which all pozzing videos will be compared too. Something for thousands of curious bottoms to watch and start their own journeys for decades to come. What do I need? At least 10 poz tops, Decently hung Clean shaven ( just looks better on video) And toxic !! if your undetectable, sorry but I need toxic loads for this. I have a videographer who will film it all. He knows what I want and how to get it. You will all be required to take a finger prick test to prove your status.This will be filmed and will make a cool video shot. All the poz tests will be lined up, next to my negative test ( will be a really cool shot ) All the tops will be provided with balaclava style face mask so all the pozzing is anonymous I will be filmed getting my ass ready and my pre conversion thoughts in separate room. I have never done chem sex but to add to the film I want to get slammed too. So I will need someone who can slam me and get me really high. I have watched vids of folk slamming and watching them beg for "death seed" is so hot. I am a whore on poppers, fuck knows how sluttish ill be on meth. Ill then be led to the conversion room by my mistress who also wants this to happen to me . Not sure if ill be in swing or bent over. To be decided by my videographer ( there will be multiple cameras filming) To make it fair all tops will pick a number from a hat, who ever gets no 1 has the honor of impregnating me first then no 2 etc etc There will be shots of the tops coming in to inspect the "meat" , getting hard and lubing my hole. Also some "anonymous" interviews with poz tops as to why they like doing what they do etc Then the conversion will begin. I want it verbal and loud. I hope ill be so high on meth that Ill just be a dumb cock sleeve for the night I will also have fisting lube, plugs and tooth brushes to ensure impregnation. I will keep getting slammed until I have taken every single load that can be given Following that night I will be interviewed about my thoughts etc. Hopefully a few weeks later Ill get sick and again Ill do a video on that and how I feel Then the crescendo , I will film myself getting tested again and getting a poz result. I will then document my feelings and my plans to spread the seed and take as much sperm as I can The video will end with me stealthing a young twink and passing on my DNA onto the next generation. I am looking for poz unmediated men who wont let me down. I need to ensure conversion on this evening. I want some visibly AIDS wasted types to join in, who knows they may get first dibs on my NEG hole. I want it nasty, drug fuelled and something that will become legend. I dont do piss or scat but everything else is fine. No blood pozzing until ive had at least a dozen loads in me first ( I want pozzing by seed not blood) I am planning it being in London just due to the sheer number of poz cock down there and places I have scouted for the shoot ( have to look at each location from a video point of view) Only apply if your serious. I am expecting a June shoot date for reasons I wont go into here. Not to be a douche but I am only interested in decent cock. I toy alot and frankly I want to feel the cock in me. Would be hot to get some international seed in me too. Ideas are welcome but I hope I will start a trend and in turn I can myself document others taking the journey

December 28, 2017 was the last time I got my ass bred. (Partner was out that night with friends), so I cleaned up, and ventured over to Slammers in Hollywood. Considering it was the Holidays, there were more guys than I expected. Striped down to my jockstrap and leather harness, and within a few minutes I was taking a long thick cock through one of the glory holes. (LOVE getting pounded through g-holes). Ultimately, got fucked by 7-8 guys, and collected 5 creamy loads. As I was leaving the club, jizz was literally dripping out of my ass.

He's not crazy, but he is wrong. Lots of tops believed this years ago.

its always hot to watch bears with thick cocks fuck too. Hearing the moans from the bottom make me want it too. Also love sucking them off.

Sorry for the delay in the story. Busy over the past month with all the festivities, hoping to get more time to write. Let me know what you guys think! Part 18 My whole body began to feel numb, and I could feel my cock straining against its cage. I was incredibly horny now and wanted nothing but to get fucked. I felt sick as a dog but was craving cock in my ass. It wasn’t long before I felt the cold metal of a PA against my hole, in one hard thrust it was buried in my now cum filled hole. It wasn’t as big as my Daddy’s cock but it felt comfortable to have someone inside me. I heard Tom’s voice giving instructions. “Time has started 4minutes 20 seconds. Breed the boy” The cock swelled up and I could tell the top was close to cumming, he used the swing to build up momentum and pace. He pulled almost all the way out and then slammed into me with brutal force. I could feel my sweat filling the rubber suit I was in. I didn’t know whether to pass out, throw up or moan for more. My whole body was in an uncertain ecstasy. “FUCK, here it is bitch” The top slammed into me one last time and I felt his cock pulse its venom deep into me, adding to my Daddy’s load. He unceremoniously pulled out from my ass and I could feel cum sliding down my crack. “Fresh lube, nice” Another guy had assumed his position and began to work the previous loads into my hole, with his cock. He had a PA and was thicker than he was long. The mask over my face filled with fresh smoke. I coughed hard, making my ass tighten around the tops cock. He’d barely thrust into me a few times when I felt him breed my guts. The routine continued for what felt like an hour, I lost count of the loads in my ass, I was completely baked and couldn’t imagine lasting much longer. Most of the guys came before the time ran out, those that didn’t I assume had another go or dumped their load in a jar Tom had mentioned. The mask was removed from my face and fresh air over-whelmed me! The room was spinning and I knew my fever must have been high, I felt like I was swimming in my rubber suit. I was lifted by Tom from the sling, I clung on to him like a child. Gripping his toned naked body he softly lowered me on to the bed, I didn’t want to let go. “He’s really burning up Tom” I heard Brian whisper “My boy can handle it, he’s tough and doing a good job so far” “Tom there’s got to be about 40 guys waiting in your living room. I don’t think you can put him through another round.” It sounded like a stand off between the two of them, I lay there beneath them, hoping to feel Tom’s body against mine again. I found myself reaching for him and without thinking I muffled out a few words. “Yes Daddy, more” I must have completely lost my sense of reality, between the poppers and the weed I mustn’t have been thinking clearly. Was I really trying to prove my worth to Tom, to make him proud. “See Brian, my boy wants more. We can’t argue with that. Now let’s get him ready for the next round. Give him a good hit, I want him flying for this. The guys won’t be gentle” I could feel the rubber suit being pulled up over my arm and a sharp scratch at the nook of my elbow. Brian was slamming me. I’d never done hard drugs and tried to resist. I felt hard slap against my ass. “Do as you’re told boy! You’re going to need to be out of your mind for this round, I’m trying to make it easier for you.” “Thank you Daddy” was all I managed to muffle out before I felt the rush through my body, it was an experience I’d never felt. It was electricity, I’d never felt more connected in my life. Everything seemed more powerful, every taste, every sound. I’d never been more horny. I wanted my ass filled and used! What had this done to me? I lay there as I heard the sound of more men coming into the room, there were comments made and groans of excitement, then Tom spoke; “Right gents, round two. Double stuffed”

Blake's backstory I've always barebacked. I've never had a condom on me or in me. I have a hard enough time with latex bandages, I can't imagine having something in my ass or on my cock that would cause me problems. My twin brother and I started having sex years ago, way before I got pozzed. Marshall and I would breed and seed all the time when our parents were out of the house ... and when our sister was willing to give us a little private time. She knew we were fucking and was cool about it. It didn't take long for us to graduate from jacking off in the same bedroom, to jacking each other off. It took a little longer for Marshall to get comfortable with oral, and I was the one to get his cock in my mouth. "Come on," I said, enticing him by suggesting "just let me just taste your precum ... just this once." I had no intention to settling for just a taste, but I had to start somewhere.We were both on the swim team in junior high, high school and college, and clearly that's when our interest in guys sparked. We were the only black guys on the team, and swim team was awesome, since there was guaranteed time under the showers to show off and get a feel of the other guys. We'd get hard at the shower and at the lockers I would suck Marshall in front of the other guys, and that would give them boners, which made it cool to taste their cocks. I guess our big, black, uncut cocks were exotic to them, which was fine with us. Fast forward to more recently, Marshall and his boyfriend Ron threw a New Year's Eve party at their place. They had a steady stream of guys come over to the house to have a drink, and one of them was a friend of theirs named Rob. I had heard about Rob before, as his dick was legendary. In fact it was said to be beautiful. Asking Ron about Rob, he replied "Rob's a sweetheart. We've played with him for years. And yeah, his cock is beautiful. Just ask to see it. He loves showing it off." Rob's cock might have been beautiful, but he was a really sexy man. About 6' 1", 180#, light brown hair, and sexy scruff on his face. His chest hair fanned out from his shirt collar across his chest and down his torso, inviting one to follow the trail all the way down.As the night was winding down, I took my shot, introducing myself to Rob saying "Hi, I'm Blake.""Hey Blake, I'm Rob. I'm glad you introduced yourself. I've heard a lot about you from your brother and Ron." I said, "I hope it was all good things."Rob said, "Marshall said you were identical to him in every way. I was hoping to see for myself."With a smile I said, "I'd love that."We got to my place and it wasn't long before I was naked in front of Rob allowing him to get his hands all over my body. It was an act of erotic submission, standing naked in front of a clothed stranger having him touch and fondle me. "You're beautiful," he said, as he slid a finger under my foreskin with one hand and felt my balls with his other. I was already oozing precum from his erotic touch. I said, "You knew what you were going to see when you walked in the door. How about I get a look at your body?" In moments we were both naked and it was my turn to explore his sexy body. From his sexy scruff, to his hairy pecs, following down the treasure trail that ends in a full pubic bush. And then the cock. It's a beautiful cut cock. Fully erect it hugged his pubes, sticking straight up, with a small bubble of precum showing at the tip. From underneath, his cock was wide and thick. When I took hold of it, the top of his cock had almost a wide, flat shape that really showed off sexy veins there. Now I know what the big deal is.I instinctively dropped to my kneeds to get a taste of his precum, which by now was dripping on its own. He oozed a copious amount of precum, and it was delicious. I couldn't get enough of it. After a short while, he suggested "Let's go to the bed."As we climbed into bed I let him know "I gotta feel your cock inside me."Rob smiled and said, "I was hoping I'd have a chance to breed you. I've been hoping all night to slide my cock inside you."I reached into the side table for some lube. I put some on my hole and some onto his throbbing cock. Rob said, "Sweet ... Bareback is so much better." I said, "Yeah, I can't do condoms ... and unless you have something I don't want, I want to feel you shoot your load in my hole." As he gently entered my hole, he whispered, "You'll love what I can do to you."And I did. He fucked me on my back, on my side, doggy style...it was amazing. His thick girth took some getting used to, but Rob took his time working inside me. My hole was definitely stretched by his size, but it felt amazing. During one of the many times we changed positions, I noticed the lube had some pink in it. I was surprised and he was really gentle when fucking me. In fact I'd say we weren't just fucking, we were making love. There was a definite connection as he was thrusting his cock inside me. As we switched up again, I found myself on my back, as he wanted to see my face as he asked "You ready to cum? I'm ready to give you one more load." I smiled replying "You came once already? That's hot! I had no idea." He said, "Yeah, and I want you to cum with me this time." I said, "Yeah, stud. Breed me again. Give it to me!" With a couple more thrusts, he did give it to me, one more of his loads. His sexy big cock looked amazing going inside my black hole. And when he came, I shot my load as well ... onto his furry chest and sexy abs. Perfect timing, so my ass throbbed at the same time as he was pulsing inside my hole. It was amazing.After recovering from a thorough fuck session, we got into the shower together to clean off, making out in the shower. All the while I did my best to keep his load inside me. It's just something I do. I hate when guys I breed go to the toilet right away to get rid of it. We both got dressed and as Rob was heading to the door, he said, "That was awesome. You and Marshall are great sex. I'd love to have you two together sometime." I smiled and said, "I'm sure he'd be up for that. We love three-ways." He said, "He's a sweetheart. When I converted, Marshall took care of me the whole time. He's such a good guy." "Converted? You're poz?" "Yeah. You're on Truvada like Marshall and Ron, right?" I said, "No. What's Truvada? Are you undetectable?" "No, I'm not undetectable as I'm not on any HIV meds. My load is pretty toxic. Don't freak out, though. You can have this taken care of in the next couple days. I figured you were cool taking a poz load. I'm so sorry." I said, "Can't do anything about it right now. I'll follow-up tomorrow." Rob apologized again and we kissed at the doorstep. The next day I called Marshall to let him know what happened. He answered the phone and it was clear he and Ron were still in bed as he asked "Hey Bro. Happy New Year. Did you and Rob hookup?" "Yeah, we did. He pozzed me. How come you didn't tell me he was poz?" "Sorry, I didn't think about it. He's probably on meds anyway. I wouldn't worry." "Dude, he said he's not on med and he's toxic." "Did he cum inside you?" "Yeah, twice!" "Hold on," Marshall said, apparently turning to Ron who was presumably next to him in bed. He tried covering the mouthpiece, but I could still hear the conversation.Marshall: "Hey, Rob tagged Blake's hole last night."Ron: "Sweet ... that must have been amazing. How many loads?"Marshal: "He said Rob gave him two loads of his nasty cum."Ron: "Oh fuck. That's hot. Getting me totally boned."Marshall: "Yeah, it got me boned too." Marshall came back to the line and said, "Don't freak out. Go see Dr. Woods to get PEP. He's next to the grocery store. That'll keep you from converting. You'll be fine."As Marshall spoke with me, his breath became increasingly irregular and I could hear Ron making slurping noises. I asked, "Is he sucking your cock right now?" "Yeah, sorry Bro, he is. I'm kinda getting off on the idea of Rob pozzing you. I know, it's weird." "Yeah, just a little bit. Anyway, have fun. I'll talk to you tomorrow."That day was New Year's Day, so I made a point to call Dr. Woods the next morning. Of course, when I called, the office was closed for an extended holiday, but would be open on the third. From what I read, that was the day by which I needed to start PEP in order to avoid converting to poz.I called on the morning of the 3rd to request an appointment. The receptionist said they would have an appointment the next week for me. I explained that I was exposed to HIV needed to start PEP right away. She said, "Let me see what I can do," and then put me on hold.Seconds later another voice came on the line saying "Hi, this is Teddy. You were calling for an appointment today, correct?" "Yes, I was exposed to HIV on New Year's Eve and I'd like to start meds." "Oh, okay. Are you a current patient?" "No, I'm not seeing a doctor at this time." "Hold on. Let me see what we can do for you." He came back on the line and asked," We'll stay late for you, can you come in today at 5:00?" "Yeah, time is running out, I need an appointment right away." "Don't worry, we will take care of you at 5:00 PM."I've been anxious ever since Rob shot his load in my hole, but in a way, it was kinda erotic that his toxic DNA was inside me. Thankfully there was a pill to put a stop to the virus.I left work early and arrived at the Doctor's office on time. As I walked in the door, I was greeted by a really hot guy ... an Italian looking, hairy stud who opened saying "You must be Blake. I'm Teddy. We talked on the phone. Come on back."I followed Teddy and he placed me in an exam room. He said, "You're here for PEP, correct?" "Yes, I was exposed to HIV a couple days ago." "Okay. Go ahead and undress to your underwear, and hop on the table. The doctor will be in to talk with you."In a couple minutes, Dr. Woods, a tall, lean and very sexy man entered the exam room. Not only was he hot, I was sitting in my underwear, struggling not to show my appreciation by popping a hard-on."I'm Doctor Woods. Thanks for coming to our office today." I shook his hand, and he took a seat close to the table, as he added "I understand you've been exposed to HIV. Tell me about that.""There's not much to tell. I had unprotected sex with a guy. He came inside my ass, and then I found out he's poz and unmedicated."Dr. Woods didn't really flinch at my description of what happened, but instead responded "Okay, I have a couple questions for you. Is there a chance he has a low viral load?" "He said he was toxic.""Wow. And you're sure he came in your hole?" "Yeah, he came in me twice." "Wow. Not a lot of guys can do that. Did you notice blood in your stool afterwards?" "Yeah, there was some."Dr. Woods said, "All right then, let me have a look at you. Go ahead and slip off your underwear and lay on your back."Once I was back on the table and he started listening to my heart and feeling my neck, my cock started responding to his touch. He felt around my abs and then down towards my groin, saying "Blake, turn to your left side. I'm going to examine your rear end to see if there's still soreness." I was a bit embarrassed, but supposed his focus was to be expected, particularly when seeing a doctor for the first time.He applied some jelly to his finger and eased inside my hole, saying "Yes, you're a little swollen down there." He continued with the in-and-out of his finger, and it started feeling good. Too good. When, a few seconds later he remarked "Go ahead and lay on your back again," there was no hiding my erection. I was fully hard and leaking precum. Dr. Woods then asked "Do you usually fuck bareback?" "Yeah, I'm allergic to latex." "Yeah, you're not alone. I only bareback too. It's just better all the way around." "Then I'm sure you understand I don't want to be poz, which is why I want PEP." Dr. Woods started lightly stroking my cock and said, "PEP isn't the answer you want. It's nasty. A miserable experience. You'd hate it."He was making my cock feel really good ... and if he didn't stop soon, I'd blow a load.I said, "But converting to poz isn't the answer. It the road I don't want to go on."Dr. Woods said, "I'm surprised to hear that. I'm poz. My husband is poz. B eing poz is the best thing that ever happened to our sex life. Fucking without fear is liberating, and it sounds like sooner or later, you're going to convert on your own. Convert under my care and I'll make sure you're okay. I'll make your dreams come true."With that, he bent over and took my cock in his mouth. He slowly swallowed my entire cock and rested his nose in my pubes. It was so fucking erotic, it was amazing. His slow sucking was agonizing but mesmerizing. This man knew what he was doing.I heard his belt-buckle drop to the floor. He pulled off me to show me his huge uncircumcised cock. The unbuttoned his shirt and I saw a biohazard tattoo in his pubes. I've always admired those tattoos, even if the meaning of the tattoo was disconcerting. Then Dr. Woods paused in sucking me, saying "I can stop right now, write you a script for PEP, and you can walk out the door. Or you can let me load your hole with my toxic load. Let me poz your hole and I'll guarantee you'll convert soon and you can put the fear behind you. I think you want this poz cock, don't you?"I didn't know what to think. My cock certainly wanted Dr. Woods inside me, infecting me with his disease. He did make a good point about fucking without fear. I don't know how I have dodged the bullet all this time. I took a couple fingers to scoop up some of my precum and then reached over to put it on Dr. Woods' cock, saying "Breed me. Breed me now before I change my mind."

Chapter 3. He told me to bend over the bed and spread my ass. I did and herpes began to tung fuck me. Soon I was begging for his dick to fuck me. He got up and put his pierced cock against my hole and pushed all the way in one move. The pain was unbearable but I didn't care. Fuck me rip me up give me your toxic cum poz me. He began to fuck me slow at first then began to get faster. I pushed back on his cock as he drove in. Through the pain I begged fuck me deeper harder give your toxic cum. Poz me yah! Fuck me like an animal. Give me your bull cock empty those bull balls full of toxic cum in my pussy. I suddenly felt something hot running down my balls and inner legs. Reached between my legs and felt something liquid, I pulled my hand back to see what it was. My fingers were bloody. I licked it off my fingers and also tasted his toxic precum mixed with the blood. I knew then that I was being pozzed just from the precum. The thought made me beg even more. Oh yeah fuck harder give your toxic cum. He was fucking so hard he was sweating and dripping his sweat on meds. He was getting close to cumming and getting verbal . Get ready bitch going to get my death. You want to get pozzed and slowly waste to death? Fuck yes fuck me full of your toxic death cum. Poz me fuck me I want it . Oh fuck your big cock feels so good fucking me. Oh I got to cum fuck can't hold it gonna give it to you oooohhhh fuck, here it comes. Fuck me please give it to me poz me. I felt his dick begin to get bigger as the first giant spurt filled my ripped bleeding gut. I felt 10 huge spurts before it tapered off. And fell on top of me exhausted. He finally was able to talk. You got it bitch, my big load of med resistant toxic cum.

Speaking of last parts… this is it. At least for now. Thanks for reading —————— Part 27 - The Initiation Joe, Kyle and Steven were just getting out of the car when Dennis pulled up. Steven looked at his phone and it said 10:03PM. The guys put their phones in the trunk of the car, not wanting to lose them. The parking lot was pretty full, they guessed that there were over fifty cars there and a row of motorcycles next to the building. They walked up to the door in the front of the warehouse building and saw a large biohazard magnet attached to the door and a second one next to it that had one of the pictograms saying no phones. They followed the hallway back where there were two doors, one of which had another biohazard magnet on it. They entered and there was a table with Tyler standing behind it, dressed only in leather boots, a leather jock, leather armbands and a harness. “Hi guys. I’m glad you accepted the invitation and came tonight. We just have a few things to take care of and we can begin the initiation. Here is a bag to put your clothes in. It has your name on it. I hope you followed the sign and left your cell phones in your car or at home. No pictures or videos are allowed. We request that you stay naked for tonight, shoes or boots are ok. In the future, you can wear gear. I have a wrist band for each of you. And one last thing….” The door opened and Aaron came rushing in. “I hope I’m not late” he said breathlessly. Tyler looked up at the clock and it said 10:13PM. “You’re just in time. I was worried you had changed your mind” Tyler said. Quickly, Tyler recapped everything for Aaron and gave him his bag. The guys started undressing and putting their clothes in their bags and Tyler said “I was saying… You need to choose your mark and its placement. Each member must have their body marked with the club logo - a biohazard. You can choose a tattoo or to be branded. With the tattoo, you get a choice of sizes and a few colors - black, red or black and red. You may have noticed mine at the party last week.” The guys looked at Tyler with surprise. “I know its short notice, but please decide quickly and write them down on these pieces of paper. Put your name, tattoo or brand, the location on your body and size and color. Each thought a few minutes and filled out the form and gave it to Tyler. The bags were collected and Tyler then looked at the list and put the appropriate wrist band. Joe, Dennis and Aaron got dark blue ones, Steven and Kyle got light blue. The five of them were ushered past a door and down makeshift hallway with dark curtains on one side. Near the back of the building, they turned and went up a few steps. They were standing at the side of what looked like a stage, a large biohazard sign was hanging from the ceiling, providing a backdrop. On the stage was a man standing naked with a red leather harness on and five fuck benches spread across the front of the stage. A bell sounded and the lights dimmed in the room. The stage was illuminated with a few spotlights, but the audience was invisible in the darkness. Tyler whispered to them “It’s time. Walk out to the center, line up in front of him, with your back to the audience. Just follow the directions. It won’t take long and then we can have some fun.” Joe went first, followed by Kyle, Steven, Aaron and Dennis. They faced the priest and he began. “We are gathered here to welcome the newest members to our brotherhood. Our mission is to celebrate our gift and help those less fortunate than us become a positive force in the world. I will ask each of you if you are willing to join us support our mission.” The priest moved in front of Joe and asked him and he replied “Yes”. The priest led him over to the first fuck bench and he laid down on it. A guy came from the shadows and locked Joe down. The priest then did the same with each of the other guys. Once they were all locked down, the priest said “Let the consummation begin.” Five men walked out on stage, each naked and wearing a red wristband that matched their red leather harnesses. Each took a position behind one of the guys and the crowd started to chant “Breed. Breed. Breed.” The men looked at the priest and when he nodded they thrust their cocks into each of the boys. None of them were prepared to be violated in such a brutal fashion. They all screamed, but it was drowned out by the chanting. The men fucked the boys harder, seeming to enjoy the pain they were inflicting on them. It only took a few minutes before one by one the men would grunt and fill their boy with cum. As they pulled their spent cocks out of the boys, the priest handed them a metal butt plug and the breeder pushed it into their boy’s sore hole. “Now that you have been filled with AIDS seed, let it become part of you. It symbolizes the sharing we must do throughout the rest of our lives as we create new generations of gifted people” the priest told everyone and then said “We will now perform the last step and your initiation will be complete.” The assistant came out and unlocked Joe, Kyle, Aaron and Dennis and ushered them over to the side. A new spotlight came on and there was Thad and another tattoo artist waiting to give them their club mark. Joe was placed on a table, face down and Thad set some marks down on his right calf and the tattoo needle began making the outline. While Joe was getting tattooed, the assistant walked up to Steven and placed a leather bit between his teeth and fastened the strap behind his head, holding it in place. The look of fear in Steven’s eyes was immense. Soon, a cart was wheeled out that contained an iron stove with a fire inside. A brand was sticking out of the stove and the priest put on heavy gloves and removed the brand from the fire. He noted the orientation of the brand and approached Steven. He lined it up near Steven’s right butt cheek and said “Be strong, my son” and pressed the glowing brand into Steven’s skin. The screams from Steven could have awakened the dead. The smell of burning flesh filled the area and everyone turned to watch as the priest removed the brand from Steven and set it in the holder next to the stove. Ointment was placed on the blisters and Steven’s screams subsided slowly. The audience clapped their approval. It was an option that few members used. Aaron sat down in a chair and the other tattoo artist smiled at him. He turned his forearm up and the artist marked it out and looked at Aaron for approval before starting in. Daryl pulled Kyle aside and had him lay on a table, facing up. He pulled out a razor and removed Kyle’s pubic and body hair from his navel to his cock. Once Joe’s tattoo was finished, Kyle was next for Thad to work on. Once Aaron’s tattoo was complete, Dennis laid down on the the table Joe had used and was also face down. The tattooist showed Dennis where it would be by placing his fingers between his shoulder blades. Once Dennis was happy his body felt the needle begin its work. The crowd mingled until the marking was complete and the Priest announced that the celebration could begin. Room lights came back on and the crowd filtered to the sides and picked up their glasses of champagne and then started to move to the back of the room. There were three slings spread out, with markings on the floor designating an area for each. A large roulette wheel was on the wall with several colors painting sections of the pie. There was a narrow red slice, several light blue, dark blue, light green and dark green slices. There were a few yellow slices as well. Out from the front office of the warehouse, three people were led with hoods over their heads. Each was stood in front of a sling. The priest walked up to each and asked if they were ready to begin and accept their fate. He then announced to the crowd who tonights participants were. “We have tonight, in sling number one a caucasian university professor. He is 34 years old, gay and versatile. He has chosen to remain hooded until the reveal. In sling number two, we have a 23 year old latino restaurant worker. He is bisexual and normally a top. He has chosen to be unhooded. And in sling number three is a 45 year old caucasian construction worker. He is also bisexual and a bottom and will be hooded until the reveal. Please spin the wheel for sling number one. While the wheel is spinning, can everyone congregate with their respective colors.” The five guys stood on the stage with Tyler and he explained “The members are separated by color, tonight its blue for detectable poz, green for undetectable poz, on the wheel yellow is for what we call ‘get out of jail free’ and it means they don’t get fucked. Where the wheel stops decides which group fucks the guy. The guy in the sling is always neg when he shows up here. You line up and fuck until you breed him. Be sure to hit the button on the sling after you cum. Thats how we keep track of how many loads a guy takes. It works better if you edge while you’re in line and then just fuck for a minute and unload. After everyone is done, we reveal to the guy if he took charged cum or not and remove his hood if he was hooded like those two. Oh, there’s a face pic of the guy above the button so you can see if you know him. It gives you a chance to remove your wristband at the end if you don’t want the guy to know you fucked him.” “What’s red?” asked Dennis. Tyler chuckled and said “Guys with AIDS or guys with multiple bugs. We had one guy a few months ago hit a full house and got all of the usual STDs. He’s down to just hep and hiv now.” “You guys can join in your groups if you want, but you don’t have to if you’re still sore from getting marked” Tyler said patting Steven on the shoulder. The guys walked down the steps awkwardly with the plugs still holding their AIDS loads in their asses. Tyler joined Steven and Kyle with the light blue group just as the wheel stopped on light blue. The group of just over a dozen guys cheered. “The light blue group will have sling number one. Please spin for sling number two” the priest announced and the wheel got spun again. Joe looked around his dark blue group and recognized a few people. Tony was talking to Luis and he saw Douglas from the clinic stroking a rather long and pierced cock. He looked over at the group Steven and Kyle were in and saw Derrick, Daryl and Thad. He spotted a few people he had seen around campus including one professor in the blue groups. Joe looked at the other side of the room and saw the green groups. He recognized people over there as well. Then he looked to see if he could find the red group. He never even saw the guy that pumped his first AIDS load in his hole. There were six of them standing together next to the priest. “And we have light green for sling two. Light green people, please get ready. And spin the wheel for sling three” said the priest. Kyle walked up to Tyler and said “This is fuckin’ hot. I wonder if its one of my professors?” “You’ll find out soon enough. We should start heading over there. I see you’re already getting boned thinking about breeding another neg ass” Tyler replied “And dark blue for sling three. Everyone else can either watch or enjoy themselves. Please wait for the bell and then you have 90 minutes to put as much cum as possible into the guests. Don’t forget to tip your waiters” the priest said laughing at his pun. As the groups assembled in the areas, a bell rung and immediately the guys in the slings had a cock in their ass. Each guy waited their turn stroking their cocks and sometimes each other. A few were blowing guys in line. Joe looked around and could not believe the number of biohazard tattoos he saw. Some had more than one. He looked at where guys had put them. Arms, chest, legs, asses, hands, and back. There were a few guys he couldn’t see one at all. He got closer to one guy and saw it was on the top of his cock. When he got closer to the guy in sling three he looked him over. He was a muscle bear with some ink on his hairy body. He remembered him described as a construction worker in his mid forties and a bottom bi guy. “I wonder if he’s gonna knock up some chicks once he converts” he thought. The closer he got, he heard the construction guy grunt “Thank you, Sir!” as each guy unloaded into him. The room was filled with the sound of bells dinging - a different pitch for was sling. He watched the guys in front of him fuck the guy. Each had their own style and a couple were obviously ready to shoot as soon as they put it in. Others savored the cum filled pussy and still others pounded the guy like they were possessed. Luis was one of the latter. He pounded the guy, taking full advantage of the sling and letting it do most of the work. The bottom groaned and yelled out “Yeah, fucker, wreck that hole” before Luis slammed in and unloaded his strain into the guy. Luis walked back and fist bumped Joe, Dennis and Aaron and whispered to the three “The guy in sling two is my roommate. He’s gonna be pissed he didn’t get charged cum again. Its the third time he’s been here” and walked back to the end of the line. Aaron was amazed at what he was witnessing. Guys spinning roulette wheels to decide if they got pozzed. He had been breeding Nick all weekend and had dumped another load in him only a few hours earlier and hoped he had a good load to pump into the construction guy. Aaron stood next to Dennis the entire time waiting and stroking his own cock and occasionally giving Dennis’s cock a tug. He got closer and closer and looked at the guy in the sling. He was a sexy guy with muscles everywhere, all earned from hard labor. The hood obscured his head he imagined a rugged bearded guy. Looking down, he saw a pool of cum start to form underneath the bottom’s ass. He wanted to get on the floor and lick it up. Kyle was standing with Steven and Tyler. They were edging themselves watching the guy take cock after cock. His body was in good shape well defined for a mid-thirties professor. His chest was shaved and he had only one small tattoo that he could see on his arm. It was the Yin-Yang symbol. His cock was a nice length, maybe seven inches and cut, and was rock hard and leaking over his abs. Kyle could hear him grunt and moan as the guys fucked him and an “oh god!” when someone would thrust into him hard. Daryl was in front of him and he looked at what piercing he had on. As much as he wanted to see what happened if he used the mace balled PA, Daryl had a regular horseshoe 0 ga PA in. Daryl turned and asked Kyle “Enjoying the PA?” “Yeah, I am” replied never thinking he would have a conversation like this. “Give it another month or two and we can stretch it up a size. Club members get the stretches and new rings for free. I think you would look really hot with a 0ga there but its going to take a while. And don’t forget about the ladder too” Daryl said with a wink. About that time the guy in front of Daryl pumped his load in, pressed the button and pulled out. Kyle was finally close enough to look at the picture on the sling stand. “Fuck” he said. Steven asked “What?” Kyle turned to him and whispered “It’s my engineering professor. He let me do a make-up test when I had the fuck flu.” Steven chuckled at the irony. “Don’t worry about it. You’re gonna repay him with a big poz load. If he didn’t want it, he wouldn’t be here.” Kyle realized his cock was even harder than before and heard Daryl pump his load into the professor. He walked up and stuck his finger into the hole and tasted the mixture of charged jizz. He quickly slammed his cock into the professor who screamed out “FUCK!!! Another pierced cock. You guys are going to shred my cunt.” Kyle smiled as he fucked his professor, enjoying the cum filled hole milk his cock. Kyle was impressed, at least ten other guys had fucked him and he could still milk a cock. He jabbed his cock to the side, feeling his PA scrape and tug inside the guy’s chute and got the expected groan. As his balls began to throb he gave several fast thrusts and then pulled the chains and his professor all the way on to his cock and felt several shots of his poz semen join the ones already inside. He pulled out and hit the button and went to the back of the line. Daryl got on his knees and sucked Kyle’s cock, grabbing the PA with his teeth and tugging while Kyle moaned. Steven was next and slid into the professor’s hole easily. He heard “Thank god, this one isn’t pierced.” Steven grinned and then slammed in hard and grabbed the professor’s legs and jackhammered his hole for a few minutes and then buried his cock in as deep as he could and pumped yet another virus filled load into the guy. Joe finally got his turn on the construction dude and slid in and completely out several times, enjoying the feeling of his PA push through the guys outer ring. The bottom was moaning in pain from Joe’s attempts at getting a new path for the bug to infect him. He continued to do it, just pulling the guy back on the sling harder and harder until he was slamming into Joe and then pushing him completely off. The moans became screams and he saw his cock start to have some red streaks on it. A few people came over to see what was happening and started to cheer Joe on. A few times he missed the hole and both of them yelled out in pain. Dennis came up behind Joe and urged him on and started to pinch his nipples. That pushed Joe over the edge and he pulled the construction worker tight against his body and started firing shots of his virally enhanced cum inside. Joe pulled out and tagged the button, looking at the picture thinking how much he wanted to fuck this sexy muscle bear again. Dennis’s thick cock wasn’t pierced, but still tortured the guys hole as he rammed in hard. He left his cock in a few seconds and adjusted his body and began his fuck. He heard whimpers that he didn’t expect from a guy like this. He pulled all the way out and drove in all the way a few times and the whimpers got louder. He did it one last time and left his cock all the way in as his cock emptied its highly toxic seed into the ravaged pussy. His hole was only empty a second before Aaron eagerly pushed his cock inside. It felt so good with all of the cum in the hole and a greedy bottom milking his cock. He knew that his cock was now coated in all of the other guy’s cum, but it was Dennis’s cum that he wanted to feel. He didn’t last long and was feeling spurts of his poz jizz mix with the other cum all fighting for the chance at infecting the bottom. When the bell finally rang, indicating the 90 minute breeding session was over, everyone had dumped at least one load and almost everyone had given them two. Several guys were on the floor lapping up the spilled cum and there were three lucky guys cleaning up the wrecked holes. After several minutes of the guys feasting on cum, one of the assistants came up and put a buttplug inside each of the bottom guests. He then helped the bottoms stand. The three were all standing next to their slings, holding on to the stand as their bodies recovered from the abuse they had just received. Each group stood behind their bottom. Only a few people took their wristbands off and joined the audience. Kyle wasn’t one of them. “Sling number one, you received 27 loads of unmedicated poz cum” the priest announced The professor removed his hood and stood there a little stunned as everyone clapped. He smiled and looked around and saw the group of his 14 gifters behind him. He spied Kyle and looked surprised and then chuckled. “Sling number two, you received 31 loads of undetectable poz cum.” Everyone clapped, but you could see the disappointment in Juan’s face. Luis nudged Kyle “I offered to give it to him, but he likes the gangbang.” “And, sling number three, you received 28 loads of unmedicated poz cum. Please remove your hood” was the announcement. The construction worker removed his hood and looked around at the group of 15 guys that had bred him and smiled. “Thank you, Sirs. I hope your efforts will succeed.” Everyone mingled and Kyle kept looking at his professor, wondering if he should say anything. He grabbed a drink from one of the waiter’s trays and went over to him. “I hope that was the outcome you were looking for” Kyle said. The professor turned and faced Kyle and said “I’m not sure what I really wanted, but It was a great experience and I’ll deal with what happens. I was very surprised to see you here, much less in my group.” “Well, I guess you now know why I was sick a few weeks ago. I really want to thank you for helping me out with the test” Kyle said. “You’re a good student and I knew you would fail the test the way you looked. The test you did take was harder than the one everyone else had and you did well. Thanks for the gift you gave me. We will see if I become poz like you. At least now I know someone I can talk to about this.” “Yeah, anything you need to know, I’ll try to help as best I can. And if you want more seed, I can give you that too” Kyle told him. The professor looked at Kyle up and down and said “Thanks, but I want to know if this evenings loads do it. It’s going to take a while for my hole to recover from the abuse those piercings gave me, but I will want to talk to you about those another time” Kyle grimaced and said “Sorry, I may have gotten carried away. I’ll talk to you later” and walked back over to Joe and Steven. The crowd started to thin and the guys were comparing their new tattoos when Joe looked at Steven and said “What the fuck were you thinking? Branding?” Steven laughed, saying “It seemed like a good idea at the time, I hate needles. Now I know better. But at least it will be different than everyone else’s.”

Part 26 - The Followup As Aaron was driving up to meet Nick on Sunday, he called him and said “I heard you used to hit the glory holes at the bookstore. How about we do it there?” Nick chuckled and said “Sure. you want to pick me up or just meet there?” “How about we meet there in a half hour. I want to suck some anon cock first” Aaron replied. “OK, I’ll see ya there” Nick said with laugh. Aaron pulled into the parking lot and walked in. He never had been here before, but quickly figured the place out. He got bought a bottle of poppers and got some tokens from the clerk and headed into the back area. There was an open area across from the four booths. A couple guys were standing back, watching who entered the booths. One guy was in his sixties, thin, bald and was stroking an average sized cock. The other guy was in his forties with a bushy beard and shaved head, a sizable gut on his large frame. Aaron saw there was a restroom behind the booths but not much else. He headed into the last booth and put in a few tokens. He selected a bareback gay porn video and took his shirt and pants off and began to stroking his cock. It was only a few minutes before someone entered the booth next to him. He looked through the glory hole and saw the bigger guy from before. He motioned for the guy to feed him his cock and the guy obliged. Aaron licked the mostly hard six inch cut cock and started to suck it down. It was definitely not fresh and Aaron tasted cum, sweat and piss at the very least. The guy was trying to fuck his mouth, but his oversized belly wouldn’t allow him to thrust all the way to the partition so he just pushed as far as he could and held it there as Aaron bobbed and sucked. It didn’t take long for Aaron to get rewarded with a mouthful of bitter cum. When the last shot went into his mouth, the guy pulled out and zipped up and was gone. Aaron leaned back and started stroking his cock again, waiting for the next guy to stick his cock through. He figured it would probably be the older guy that he saw across from the booths. It took longer than expected but finally someone came in. He looked through the glory hole and saw a guy in his mid thirties. He took his t-shirt off and unbuttoned his pants and let them fall to his ankles. He quickly checked him out, liking his jock build with a few extra pounds and some light hair on his chest that seemed to be trimmed and a small green tattoo on his arm. He put a few tokens in and heard straight porn come on the screen. Aaron motioned with his fingers and the new guy pulled his cock out of his underwear and stroked it before pushing it through the hole. Aaron licked the tip and flicked his tongue under the head of the guys cock before sucking it down. He heard a moan and the guy pushed his body flat against the wall. This cock was a lot cleaner and longer than the last and Aaron gave it better attention, not just trying to get the guy off. It didn’t matter because after several minutes of sucking the guy pulled his cock out of the hole and put his ass up. He wasn’t sure if the guy wanted him to rim him or fuck him, so he started to eat the guys nicely muscled ass. After only a minute of him tongue fucking him, the guy pulled off and said “I want your cock.” Aaron wasn’t going to give up this opportunity and stood up and pushed his cock against the spit covered hole and thrust inside. Aaron heard the guy scream out as his cock invaded tight hole. It was a quick fuck, as Aaron wanted to nut inside the guy before Nick showed up and wanted time to build up another load to breed Nick with. He pounded the guy mercilessly and then slammed in and dumped his charged seed into the anonymous cumdump on the other side of the wall. When his cock stopped spewing cum, the guy pulled off and cleaned his cock off and said “thanks, bud” before leaving the booth. Aaron scooped the cum off his cock and licked his fingers knowing that a lot more was inside they guy he just bred. He sat back again and stroked his cock, smiling. His first anon poz breeding was done. Aaron’s phone buzzed and he looked at the message “where r u” from Nick. “in booths. rt one” he replied. Someone entered the booth next to Aaron and he looked through. It was Nick. He stuck his cock through the hole and felt Nick go to work, sucking his cock. He hoped he liked the protein coating and once he had licked his cock clean, Aaron started to fuck Nick’s face on the other side of the partition. He pulled out and motioned through the hole to turn around. Nick backed his ass up to the glory hole and Aaron pounced. The spit on his cock was the only lube Nick got, Aaron’s cock ripping into his hole. Aaron heard Nick yell out and just kept plowing into his hole. He fucked hard and fast until he drove his cock deep and felt it throb as more toxic seed filled Nick’s probably pozzed hole. Monday morning, Joe, Kyle and Steven drove over to the clinic for their followup appointments. They checked in and waited for Aaron and Dennis to show up and their names to be called. Once again, Dennis and Aaron arrived together, this time Aaron was much more relaxed and even laughing with Dennis when they walked in. Joe grinned and said “It looks like you guys been have been having a good time. Are you going to share the juicy details?” Aaron burst out laughing “I really shouldn’t kiss and tell…” he started and then said “but that was too good not to.” “I’ve been fucking Nick all weekend long. I started Friday after work and kept breeding him until I went to work Saturday night. I needed a break to give him and my balls a rest, but drove back Sunday and we kept going at it. I called Dennis to take over this morning when I was empty. That fucker Nick is insatiable.” The guys laughed and patted Aaron on the back. The nurse came out and called Dennis in to the exam room to meet with the doctor. He got his vitals taken and sat in the chair waiting, wondering how he was going to tell the doctor he had no intention of starting treatment any time soon. After nearly ten minutes of staring at the walls, a new doctor came in with a folder. “Hello Dennis. I’m Dr. Simms and I’m the infectious disease specialist here. I’ll be taking over your case and treating you from now on. We have the results from the lab and it appears that you are extremely infectious. Your viral load is very high. It’s possible that its an aberration due to when the test was taken. Your CD4 counts look good, though. We’ll be taking another blood test to see if your viral load is at a more reasonable level. “ the doctor told Dennis. Dennis nodded and waited for him to continue. “I understand that you have not been refraining from sex and I need to remind you that you are very infectious at this time. We don’t want an epidemic on our hands. We already have had more people test positive for HIV this month than the rest of the year. I also understand that some people in your situation want to help others who are in need, and I commend that. We will delay any significant treatment until you are ready or your body shows signs of serious deterioration. We want you to continue a full happy life that is sexually active and rewarding.” Dennis looked perplexed. Did the doctor just tell him he knew he was pozzing neg guys and encouraged it? “Uh, I’m confused” he said. “Yes, I get that all the time. Our special case patients don’t expect us to encourage their, how should I say this… risky behavior. It’s simple - it keeps me in business and I know the satisfaction of successfully helping someone reach their goal.” Dennis couldn’t believe what he was hearing, but he liked it. “Oh, ok. This wasn’t the way I expected this conversation to go, but I’m good with it. I suppose that I should keep this confidential” Dennis replied. “Yes. We should keep all our conversations just between you and I. Now, can I ask… How many people have you helped since you were informed you were positive?” Dr. Simms asked. Dennis answered “Uh, two.” “Ah, good. Now was this by yourself or were other people assisting you?” the doctor asked. Dennis squirmed in his chair, unsure how much information like this he wanted to share and finally said “I was with other people with both of them.” The doctor smiled and said “Mmmm, very good. It helps increase the chances that you are successful at helping them that way. Now, I want you to come in for blood tests every two weeks for the first two months and then monthly after that for the first year. There will be no reason for an exam at each test. We will call you if we need to talk to you about your uh, non-treatment plan. If at any time you want to change to the full treatment, we can. It’s up to you. It would be helpful if you notified the lab tech, Tyler at your blood tests of the number of people you have assisted.” Dennis still was incredulous that the doctor was telling him that pozzing guys was good. “OK, that sounds easy enough. Can I just come in for the blood tests or do I need to make an appointment?” Dennis asked. “Just come in when you have free time and it is within a day or two of your scheduled test. Please, only see Tyler. If there is someone else in the lab, then come back another day” Dr. Simms told him. “OK, I understand.” “You can go down and get your new blood test and Tyler will show you where to wait until I am done discussing everything with your group. Remember, this is just between you and me” he said, winking at Dennis. Dennis got up and went to the lab area where Tyler was waiting for him with a big smile. “So, the doctor explained everything to you and you are ok?” he asked Dennis. “Yeah, I’m good but surprised” Dennis replied. Tyler motioned for Dennis to take a seat in the vampire’s lair and prepared to draw more blood from him. “You are part of a select group of people we do this with. I saw a lot of potential in you and your friends at the event the other night and thought that you would be good to add to our group. But, we need to keep this very quiet. You’ll get more information later.” Tyler finished taking Dennis’s blood, labeled the vials and put a bandage over the needle mark. “Follow me” Tyler said and Dennis got up and stayed a few paces behind him down a hallway and into a room with no windows. The chairs were more comfortable here and there was a station with coffee, water, fruit and pastries. “Help yourself. We treat our special patients well” Tyler said with a laugh and closed the door, leaving Dennis alone. Dennis poured himself a coffee and took a donut and sat down in a chair. The TV was playing a rather bizarre animation of what looked like sperm swimming down a tunnel and then they faded into the walls of the tunnel. Then there was a biohazard symbol covering most of the screen and then it faded to black and started over. As he was eating the last bite of his donut, Joe entered the room, escorted by Tyler. Joe was wide-eyed and was shaking his head. “You wouldn’t believe what I just heard from the doctor” Joe said. “Oh, right now I think I would believe anything” Dennis responded and added “He wants you to keep poz breeding, right?” Joe nodded and said “Yeah. How fucked up is that?” “We appear to have been chosen to be part of a group that helps chasers. Oh, and watch this weird animation on the screen” Dennis said. Joe watched it and just kept shaking his head. About that time, Steven was the next one put in the room. Once the door closed Steven said “You guys aren’t going to believe my conversation with the doctor…” Steven was interrupted by Dennis who said “Yeah, it was probably as weird as ours.” Kyle was the next one to arrive in the room and said the same thing after the door closed and the other guys just nodded. Aaron was the last to go into the exam room. The nurse took his temperature, weight, and blood pressure and then had him sit on the chair. “Please don’t pass out again” she said with a wink and Aaron blushed. “I don’t think that will be a problem this time” he told her as the door closed. He remembered only small parts of what the doctor told him the last time he was in this room. He looked around and read the posters on the wall. He wondered if the doctor would ask if he had sex with anyone since the last visit. Should he lie or tell the truth? He didn’t know what the other guys had told the doctor. Maybe they told him about the party with Nick. No, they wouldn’t do that. His mind was racing when the doctor knocked and came in. “Hello Aaron. I’m Dr. Simms and I’m the infectious disease specialist here. I’ll be taking over your case and treating you from now on. We have the results from the lab and it appears that you are pretty infectious. Your viral load is quite high. Your CD4 counts look good, however. We’ll be taking another blood test to see how your viral load is progressing“ the doctor told Aaron and he nodded. Most of this information would have been gibberish to him, but he had been reading up on HIV after he got the diagnosis. “I am concerned about the note in your file about your reaction to the news that you had tested positive for HIV, gonorrhea, and syphilis. I also see that you didn’t visit with any of our counselors here since then. I need to know that you are mentally prepared for the treatment plan that I am going to propose” the doctor told Aaron. “I knew it was a possibility and I had talked to some friends about it before my appointment, but it still was a shock. I have been talking to my friends every day since then and they have shown me that things are going to be ok, maybe even better than before. They really have helped me through it and I didn’t think I needed to talk to someone here too” Aaron replied. The doctor paused a moment and thought which direction to go - normal treatment or the special treatment. Once he decided, he said “OK, that makes some sense, since I understand that you have not been refraining from sex.” Aaron turned pale as the doctor seemed to know about at least some of his exploits. The doctor continued “You seem to be much more comfortable of your new status than I expected from reading the file. But, I need to remind you that you are very infectious at this time. We already have had more people test positive for HIV this month than the rest of the year.” “Yes, sir” Aaron said solemnly. “Aaron I also understand that some people in your situation want to help others who are in need, and I want to applaud you for that. We are going delay any significant treatment until you are ready or your body shows signs of serious deterioration. We want you to continue a full happy life that is sexually active and rewarding.” Aaron was about to nod and say “OK” but he replayed the last few sentences from the doctor in his mind. “You want me to delay treatment? And how can I help people?” Aaron asked. Dr. Simms smiled and said “I heard that you and your friends have already helped one lucky person get what he desires. Nick, was it? I understand you were the first to share your gift with him and were not selfish. We need more people like you, Aaron. So, I do not want to start you on any medication at this time. Sometime in the future, based on how your body handles the virus, we will think about it to prolong your life but you need to take advantage while you can.” Aaron this time nodded and said “OK.” He thought to himself “How did the doctor know about Nick. Did he know what he did with Nick all weekend long? Did the guys tell the doctor? Was he going to walk out and get arrested for giving Nick HIV?” He decided to say as little as possible. Just as with Dennis and everyone else, the doctor detailed a blood test regimen and told him about reporting the people he helped to Tyler. Aaron told the doctor “Thank you” and went down to get his next blood test from Tyler. Tyler drew his blood and repeated the same information he told Dennis, Joe, Steven and Kyle to Aaron. When he was done, Tyler took him down to the special waiting room and Tyler closed the door, this time with him inside. “I want to remind you guys that we need to keep this a secret. Soon, you will get more information about how you should continue to spread your gift and how we will help you. I can’t really give you any more than that right now, but soon your questions will be answered. You can now leave through the regular waiting room.” Dennis had to hurry to get to work since he had swapped shifts in order to go to the “secret meeting” they had been invited to later that night. Aaron wanted to head back to Nick’s place and spend more time filling him with cum. Joe, Kyle and Steven headed back to their apartment and then off to their classes. Joe got back from class and sat down on the couch and looked at his phone. Five hours until the mystery meeting. He looked through his email and responded to a couple possible clients. One looked very interesting, a straight but curious businessman visiting and wanting to get tied up and used. He replied asking for more details on what his ideal scene would be - safe/bb, just restrained or more of a BDSM scene, toys, cbt, fisting, and how long of a session he wanted. He was back studying when Kyle and Steven came home and they ate a light dinner, unsure of what the rest of the night would bring. They each cleaned themselves out and dressed in jeans and a tee shirt. Kyle decided to go commando, Joe had his usual jockstrap on that hadn’t been washed in weeks and Steven had a pair of boxer briefs on under his torn jeans. All three of their phones buzzed at the same time and Kyle was the first to read the message. It said “235 Industrial Drive. Door open 10:00-10:15 PM only.” They looked up the address on their phones and saw that it was in a warehouse park just outside of town. Joe said “that should take about fifteen minutes to get there. I’ll ask Dennis if he wants to ride with us. That will add five minutes or so.” Kyle and Steven nodded. Dennis told Corey that he was going out late that night. Corey kept pressing for details, since it wasn’t a time Dennis normally hooked up or went to work. Dennis made up a story about meeting Steven to tag team a new friend of his, which had bits of truth to it. When he got the message from Joe he replied “no, meet u there” to keep the story he told Corey going.

The Downfall of a Banker Part 2 Initially after I got home, following my walk of shame, I had a small rebellion. My anger over how I could submit to not only a man but also someone so below me. This could not compute with the image I previosuly held of myself. I reacted with anger, anger at myself, anger at the world, anger at my surroundings. Therefore my home bore the brunt of my anger. I smashed mirrors, vases and furniture. I ended in the shower trying despertaley to remove evidence of my previous diabolical encounter. However when I emerged from my long hot shower I looked at myself in the mirror after and seeing the marks on my face and on my body from my skinheads manhandling all I can do is imagine him standing behind me, holding me, controlling me, his hands like a drug roaming all over my body. At this point I knew I was hooked. I knew I had to get to work. I finished my ablutions. Dressed in my finest suit. Coiffed my hair. Applied my moisturiser. Dabbed my aftershave. In one way I felt at the top of my game and in another I felt empty. On my way to work I again found my way to the bank diverted via the building site. The man who had both brought out my humility and forever changed my view on life was no longer alone. He was now accompanied by the rest of his gang. He was surprised as I was to find myself here. He said to me was I back for more already? He continued that if I wanted more I had to come back here tonight after work, but I had to be prepared that I will never be the same again and will never be able to go back to my previous life. I would have to follow each of his instructions, if I failed to do so then I would never see him again. I affirmed that I would indeed be back tonight and would follow his instructions. He called me his new BOY and I returned by calling him SIR. I managed to get myself to work and I think because I knew subconsciously I may not be returning I worked like a trooper to tie up any loose ends. I managed to get out on time. My driver was waiting for me. I returned home. I bathed and moisturised everywhere. As I caressed my skin I imagined it was HIS hands feeling me up. I then procrastinated for ages on what to wear. Even though I knew I would not be wearing it long I felt that I needed to dress up to impress him. My stomach was in knots as I made my way back to the building site in my brand new Bentley wearing a beautiful Gieves & Hawkes fitted Italian wool suit. I was in a state of extreme excitement and nervousness with adrenaline rushing through my veins. Although it was pitch black when I arrived. I could see a glow of bright outdoor lights and also oil drums with fires in them. The gang of skinheads were arranged in a circle around HIM. He looked magnificent, so in control. I affirmed when asked that I was willing to do ANYTHING for him. He said I now had to demonstrate this and I was not allowed to question what he told me unless I wanted everything to stop. He informed me I needed to undress. As I removed each article of clothing I was to place it in one of burning oil drums. This was to symbolise the destruction of my old life before my rebirth, rising like a phoenix from the fire. As I watched each piece burn I should have been thinking of the expense of replacing my clothes and how I was going to get home, however what I was actually thinking was I was stripping myself of my past and I was so excited by my future. Every part of me was excited and erect. Once I was completely naked with nothing left to cover me he approached me and grabbed hold of my lush dark hair. He brought the knife, that he had previously used to tear apart my suit, up to the strands of hair that he held. I begged him not to do it, explaining my life would be over, I would be sacked and my family would disown me. He relented and took the knife away. He said he would not take my hair yet if I was not ready, however the day would come when I would beg him to make me bald. He had originally planned to use my hair as payment for the pleasure I was about to receive. He said he would have to find an alternative source of payment. He asked how I came down to the building site. When he heard I drove he demanded that I bring my car onto the site. I realised I could not fight him again. I made a naked dash for my car. I was observed by a gang of youths smoking who jeered at me as I sat my naked posterior and felt the soft leather as it caressed my skin directly. As I pressed my bare filthy feet down on the accelerator I drove the car onto the site, trying desperately to avoid as many muddy puddles as possible. Despite my skilled driving the exquisite paintwork was never the less splattered with filth. I was extremely proud of my car. It was a limited edition version of the Continental GT in Caspian Blue. I had used my quaterly bonus to purchase it. There were only 50 made around the world and I was only able to get my hands on one as my family had been buying Bentleys for decades. I parked the car close to the skinhead gang. I emerged from the luxurious cocoon and despite my nudity I proudly stood in front of my car. My new Master could clealry feel and see how proud I was. He was not happy. He had put a lot of effort in to try and rid me of my arrogance and yet it still kept re-appearing. He therefore decided that some creative styling was needed for my car to teach me a lesson. When I guffawed that I would certainly not let this happen, he very calmly but firmly gave me 2 options: 1. Either allow my head to be shaved or help him to "modify" my car and then he would give me the fuck I was craving or 2. Get naked back into my Bentley and we would never meet again. What was I to choose?

When I was in college I worked on campus in the shipping and receiving dept. The full time employees there were all middle aged str8 guys. They suspected I was gay and gave me a lot of ribbing about it. But two of the guys would kind of tone down the ribbing in exchange for me sucking and bottoming for them. During the lunch hour when the boss was always out of the building these two guys would make me suck, rim and bottom for them. It was always raw. One was a tall, muscular, buff, Hawaiian guy. He had a huge, thick, uncut cock. Would really pound me deep. He'd call me "Mahu". A Hawaiian term for gay. Or a person that embodies both masculine or feminine spirits. The Hawaiian guy could fuck for 20 or 30 minutes before cumming in me. The other guy was just a rough, redneck, bully type of guy. His dick wasn't very big. But he'd pound me hard and would cum very quickly. The redneck guy usually fucked me first. Then the Hawaiian guy would have an already cum lubed hole to pound until lunch hour was over.

Two parts: - The first entry: my ring stretching around his mushroom head and then it breaking through and suddenly he's deep inside. - The breeding with full length strokes then suddenly he pushes right to the base, balls against my ass and I feel his cock pulsing as the load goes in deep.

OMG What Did I Do? Part IX I was finally getting that close up look at this guys huge cock. It was in my face and then I had the head of it in my mouth before I knew what I was doing. He was sucking my cock and ramming my big dildo in and out of my ass. He was pounding my hole hard and fast with that dildo and had me just floating away with the fantastic feelings he was causing. I tried to get more of his cock in my mouth but it was just so huge I could barely get a couple of inches past the head of it in me. I could feel myself getting harder and harder and was very close to cumming, when he all at once stopped sucking and grabbed the base of my cock with his free hand hard. It completely stopped the sensation and he just held on tight for a bit. I groaned around his cock and he then told me he didn't want me to cum yet, just keep edging a while and then make it a really good orgasm for me. I just wriggled around as he had not quit ramming my hole with his other hand with the dildo. I was going into overdrive more wanting to get off but loving the sensation also. After a few minutes, he started to lick my cock up and down. Then he eased it into his mouth a little at a time. He was driving me wild and I was sucking his cock and then would take it out of my mouth and lick all of it I could get to. This huge cock was magnificent. I had never seen nor felt anything like it before and was doing my best to just worship it. As I got it back in my mouth he suddenly pushed it in hard and basically gagged me hard. I was gasping but he was on top of me and I could do nothing and then he let up and I was able to get a gasp of air and then he did it again. He kept this up, alternating between almost choking my air off completely and then letting me have just a gasp of air. I was loving his attention to my cock and ass but was getting so little air I was getting a little dizzy from it. Then just when I didn't think I could take it much more he pulled his cock out of my mouth and at the same time pulled the dildo out of my ass. I arched my back involuntarily from the sensation of being empty and not wanting to be. As he tossed the dildo aside he then let go of my cock with his mouth, grabbed my legs and lifted them up and pulled my ass up from the blanket and then his mouth was clamped to my hole and his tongue went to work. He use his tongue to rub around and around my open hole and then would drive it into me. I was almost able to dump him off of me when he did that from jerking my entire body as he caused such a wild sensation of pleasure. Lucky for us both he was bigger than me and was able to hang on and kept on rimming me driving his tongue as deep as he could push it into me. As he did this he eased up off of me then and turned around and without getting his mouth off of my hole put my legs up over his shoulders and was then looking up at me. He lifted my ass up just enough that as I lifted my head up to look down there I was looking him right in the eyes as he kept rimming me. He was really driving me more and more crazy and then one of his hands took ahold of my cock and started to pump it. I don't think I had ever been this wild before and was basically driving my ass and cock at him for more. Then he broke off rimming me and his lips started up across my balls, stopping to suck each of them into his hot mouth for a bit. Then higher and took just the head of my cock into his heated mouth as he continued to pump my cock with his hand. Then he started kissing his way up my stomach to my chest and then back and forth kissing and nipping at my nipples for a while. I was getting close to cumming again as these sensations were just too much for me to handle. Then, as his kisses came up across my throat and then to my mouth I felt his cock hit my ass. I froze up some then. Wait, was I wanting to go all the way like this. The only cock that had been in me for a long time was my boyfriend's. Did I want to completely cheat on him. I was way over the line now, but this was too much, wasn't it? He must have felt me tense up though as his hand stroked me faster then and his tongue went deep into my mouth then in a very hot passionate kiss. He just rubbed his cock around my crack a little as I relaxed some thinking that was all he was going to do. His hand on my cock felt so good stroking away. I know I had never felt this much pleasure before and I could think of nothing else but my approaching orgasm. He broke the kiss off and looked me in the eyes as he told me I was fantastic and he loved the feelings of my body against his. His almost hypnotic voice had me just falling deeper and deeper into his eyes. I could tell I was about to cum when, again, he quit stroking my cock and grabbed the base of it hard. Again I groaned my frustration but he quickly started to stroke me again. My groan turned into moan of pleasure then and I felt a new pressure also. It then came to me that he had started pushing his cock into my hole. The head was already in. I had never felt so full and his cock just kept slipping further and further into my hot open ass. My eyes got very big but he just kept looking into them deeply and his voice kept telling me to relax and enjoy. I could not move. After, what seemed like an eternity, his cock stopped moving into me. I was finally able to move a little and reached down and felt my ass and his huge cock was buried completely in my hole. I could not believe it. That huge monster cock completely in me. I almost freaked out then, but his mouth came down on mine again and his tongue went deep into mine. He then started to pull back out with his cock until just the head of it was all that was left in me. He then pushed back in slowly and in and out like that oh so easy and slow. I was just moaning continually now from the intense feelings. I could feel that cock stretching me like nothing before had including my large dildo. It was more fantastic than anything ever before. In about 10 minutes of this he started to pick up the pace, faster and faster and harder and harder. He was driving every inch of his cock into me as deeply as he could. He pushed my legs up higher and higher until I was on my shoulders and my hole pointing straight up. He was pile driving my ass fast, hard and deep as it could go. My own cock was pointing straight into my face and only about 3 inches above it. He kept it going for a good 15 minutes more and then I could tell a difference in his breathing and knew he was getting close. My own cock was throbbing from his pummeling of my protate. I knew I was close to cumming again too. Then he leaned down a little and told me he was cumming and my own cock exploded right into my own mouth. As I felt his huge cum filling me up he then grinned and told me it was great to be able to fill my hole with his very high viral load of cum.

I will keep taking it, but it takes a while before I really get back into enjoying the fuck. I prefer to not cum until the end.