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I recently tagged along with my partner on a business trip to Philadelphia and had quite a bit of extra time to lay around the hotel room to watch crappy movies, order room service, and cruise Grindr. I got a message early in the morning from Phil, a bald, bearded, furry, lean guy. Definitely my type, not so much for my partner, but he’s pretty good about going with the flow. Phil and I exchanged the usual pleasantries and then the sexting began and the sharing of pictures. He was versatile and always played safe. My partner finished up with his meetings and we headed into the city to explore, eat, and drink. Once back at the hotel, I let Phil know we were ready for him. He arrived 20 minutes later looking quite sexy in tight jeans and cowboy boots. We shared a three-way kiss while shirts were unbuttoned and pants were pushed down to our ankles. But like most versatile men, Phil wanted cock in his hole. My partner and I rubbered up and took turns on his hole. I would have loved to have been in there raw since his hole had the perfect amount of tightness, open but with friction. I could have have fucked it for hours. No, literally. Since I was wrapped up, there’s no worry about cumming too fast. Phil started to grab at my ass, spreading my cheeks. He asked to fuck me. I unrolled a condom on his dick, spread some lube on my hole and worked it in. He had a 6-inch, normal-sized dick, so it was easy to sit down on it. I rode him for a bit before he asked for my partner to get back in his hole. So I pulled off for a second while my partner lifted Phil’s legs and slid in. Since Phil was on his back with my partner’s cock in his ass, I went to sit on his cock again. It was a tricky position, but we were desperate to make it work. I reached back and moved Phil’s cock to the entrance of my hole. The angle was a bit off so I had to force it a bit. That’s when I heard a strange sound. I don’t know if Phil or my partner heard it, but there was a muffled snapping sound. I was 90% sure the condom had split open right at the top. But maybe it didn’t. Maybe the snap was just the weird angle and the sudden force of pushing into my hole. Hmmmm. Do I check? Do I stop the action to replace the condom when I would have been happy to sit on his raw cock anyway? Of course not. Knowing the condom is most likely split, I ride Phil’s cock and squeeze my hole as tight as I can each time I sit on it. My secret hope is that my hole is pushing the broken condom to the base of his cock so that there’s nothing but skin on skin. It doesn’t take Phil long to announce he’s ready to blow his load. And I completely understand. The guy is getting pounded by my partner’s fat dick while I’m riding his now-raw cock. I say, “Do it, man.” He grunts and moans and unloads. This sends me over the edge and I cum all over his furry chest. My partner pulls out, removes the rubber, and adds his cum to Phil’s chest. When I lift myself off Phil’s dick, I reach around and remove his condom. The room is dark. I can’t tell if it’s broken or full of cum. I put it on the dresser with the other used ones. Once Phil is gone, my partner and I turn on the TV and chill for an hour. That’s when I feel it. That feeling that I need to release some pressure from my hole, but, if I do, something is coming out with it. That’s when I know. I had been bred. I went into the bathroom, pretending that I needed to pee, and fingered my hole. It was wet, but not too wet. I smelled my finger. Cum. Sweet, warm man-cum. This pig was happy. I slept with that load in there. Only I would know. Which, of course, made me completely horny again. The next morning, the whole load came out. All condoms should fail so wonderfully as this one had.

I haven't abandoned this yet. I just haven't had any time to write in the last 12 months with everything going on with work, home, life, etc. Now that I am finally reaching a slowdown at work, I plan on coming back to this soon. There is already an outline made up of where I want to go with this, and I also started a story to tie in with this one... Just honestly didn't expect all the things I have to come up as they have. Just hold tight and you should hopefully see something in the near future.

The next morning, I waved goodbye to my mother and got to the sauna about an hour before opening. Bill was behind the desk doing some paperwork. “Morning Timmy.” He said. I could hear some banging and clattering down the hall. “Got some guy’s in to fix the showers. One of the cubicles has a leak.” He said, typing something on the computer. I undressed, hanging my clothes in the cupboard behind the desk, and feeling the excitement grow as I got naked. There was a crumpled pack of lube in the locker. With shaky hands, I squeezed some onto a finger and smeared it over my arsehole as I’d been told. When I turned round, Bill had dropped his trousers and pants and was stroking his erection. “I hate doing these accounts,” He said, pulling me over to the counter. “Somehow they never seem to add up. Bend over, there’s a good lad.” I bent over the counter and he got behind me, still looking at the screen. Slowly, he slid his cock up me and begun to fuck me. “That’s better,” He said. “How’s your mum today?” “O..ok.” I gasped as he worked himself towards a climax. “That’s good….tell her I said you’re doing a good job, will you?” He thrust faster, then suddenly grunted and I felt his cock throb as it spurted. When he was done, he slid out and wiped it with a tissue and then returned to the screen. “That’s better.” He slapped my arse in appreciation. “Now go and see if the guys doing the shower need a cup of tea.” I got up and used the dirty tissue to wipe my backside, then went along the corridor to the shower area. There were two guys working there – almost like laurel and Hardy. One was short, fat and red-faced with filthy jeans below a belly bulging below his t-shirt and the other was wearing t-shirt and shorts and had hollow cheeks and skinny arms and legs They barely looked up when I appeared naked in the doorway. “Would you like some tea?” I asked, my cheeks red with embarrassment at being nude in front of them. “Mac? Time for a break?” said the skinny one. Mac nodded. “Two sugars for me. Jack here takes just milk.” I went off to the kitchen and made a couple of mugs of tea. When I returned, they were standing looking at the shower. “I think you’re right, Mac. Looks like that crack at the back is the problem.” Mac nodded, scratching his fat arse through the jeans. “Put them over there.” said Jack. I went and put them on a table. “What’s your name?” asked Mac, unzipping the fly below his bulging belly. “T..Timmy.” I replied, mesmerised as he pulled his jeans open and dug out a long, thick cock, rolling the foreskin over the head as it grew erect. “That’s the problem with these places,” Said jack, lifting off his t-shirt and dropping his shorts. “They don’t look after them like they should.” His cock was long and thin like him, and I noticed the veins standing out on his arms and legs. Mac also removed his t-shirt, exposing a huge scorpion tattoo which covered his pudgy shoulder, and a floppy belly above his glistening cock. Jack sat down on the sofa and rubbed his cock as Mac bent me forward until my face was in Jack’s crotch. I took his cock in my hand and began to lick the salty tip, noticing his dry, scaly skin and a couple of sores on his thighs. “well,” said Mac, getting behind me and resting his belly on my back. “That just means more work for us!” He thrust his cock into me, and I gasped at its girth which stretched my hole wide before sliding home and I felt his heavy balls slap against mine. Jack idly rubbed my hair as I sucked him whilst his partner fucked me with short, urgent thrusts. “Nice hole on this one.” He said to Jack who just grunted in acknowledgement. “Timmy wasn’t it?” He leant forward and whispered in my ear, his bulky body on my back. “Mmmm.” I replied, my mouth full of Jack’s cock.” “Well, Timmy. Here comes my dirty cum. Bill said he wants you knocked up!” With that, he gave a loud gasp and thrust hard into me and I felt his cock twitch and cum, twitch and cum. “Fuck, that was good!” He grunted as he levered himself off me and pulled out. “Hurry up, Jack, we’ve got work to do.” Jack raised my head, turned me round and pulled me down. His long, thin cock slid easily up me given the lube and two loads in my rectum, and I found myself sitting in his lap, impaled on his cock. “Crouch up a bit.” He said. I put my hands on his thighs and lifted myself so he could thrust up into me from below. “Dirty bastard” Laughed Mac. “Look at that cum dripping out!” He was right. As Jack’s cock fucked me, cum and lube dripped out and smeared his balls. Meanwhile, Mac had dressed and was on his knees fixing the crack. He looked over his shoulder and said. “C’mon Jack, I need a hand.” Jack grunted and snorted and then I felt him trembling as he added his spunk to the mix in my arse. Then he pushed me off and used and old towel to wipe himself. They ignored me, drinking their tea and discussing the shower as I wiped myself on the old towel and went back to reception on weak legs.

I’m a bottom. 200%. Insatiable. I’m also a good slut and though my cunt is open to all men, like most, I prefer thick and long. However, you don’t see me asking for BWC or BLC, so can we please retire the BBC moniker? I understand preferences and attraction and don’t begrudge anyone theirs. However, in the sex positive community, I’ve seen too many examples of racial stereotype/fetishisation passed off as simply a desire for big dick. Furthermore, at least once a day on Grindr, BBRT et al, I’m approached by another bottom asking me to fuck them. I’m Black therefore must be hung and somehow THEIR pussy will be the one to magically make me want to be the dominate top who will fulfil their fantasy of having a “BBC” impaling them. This frankly reduces me down to an acronym and I’m going to just put it out there (because most guys don’t): it makes me and a lot of other Black men feel really shitty. Can we please retire this and get back to the regularly scheduled breeding?

Had the bf load me up this morning and when we left he told me to not come back home until I got at lease 10 loads planted in my hole so that got me horny, cancelled morning meetings and began hunting on Grindr and the regular fuckbuda immidiatly got hit by a blank profile, texting me saying he’s a horny top looking to unload after the gym i was 5 min away, got to his place, he was wearing a jock so I dropped to my knees, started licking his sweaty balls and ass, he released his hard cock from the jock, 7” and thick, and made me suck on it i was super horny so I just turned around presenting my wet hole and begged him to shove it in me he happily obliged and went to town on my ass, power fucking my hole and he was into getting off quick just kept plowing me till he loaded me up (load #2) i left his place and saw a message from a fuckbud saying he and his partner are still home and horny, 15 min later I was at their place as they were waiting naked (8” & 9”) i started slurping on them and while I was facefucked by one of them the second went behind and shoved his dick balls deep in one go, commenting on wet tight pussy and started fucking deep i was impaled on his partners 9” down my throat as I was moaning from the pounding and leaking precum then they switched places and I cleaned the one while taking the other in my pussy till they both unloaded in my pussy and I cleaned the both loads #3 & #4 and it wasn’t even 10am Left their place and went through the Grindr messages. One stood out, 24 yrs, ripped body pics but he sent me his dickpic and boy did my pussy twitch, hung and a HUGE mushroom head the only words he sent was: “think you can take it?” i responded with a fuck yeah and got his address, was 15 min away and I was at his doorstep excited like a puppy in heat ? he greeted me naked and told me he’s got time, that he’s horny and he can cum lots and multiple times told him I got 4 loads in me and that I NEED more he got instantly hard hearing that and I saw his beautiful beast (said he’s 11” but I think it was bigger) with a head almost as big a fist I started licking it and i could barely fit it in my mouth but he kept pushing rough, made me gag on it and I had tears running down but I fucking loved it! He got me up and laid me on my back on the sofa, legs on his shoulders and handed me a poppers bottle “just in case” haha and pressed his cock on my pussy, no lube, just using his precum (and lots of it) and the previous loads and slowly pushed through. I was in HEAVEN! Feeling so full and stretched and he kept on pushing. I resisted using the poppers cause I wanted to feel it as I love the “pain” of being used hard he started plowing me and 10 min later announced he’s gonna fill me up and seconds later I felt his cock thicken as he shot a MASSIVE load in me, I could feel it pumping more and more cum in me and the most beautiful thing was that he didn’t get soft and kept his cock in me while I was milking him with my ass muscles load #5 couple of minutes later he resumed fucking, this time it was a longer and after 30 minutes he flipped me to doggy and started fucking my pussy HARDER, slapping my ass and calling me a slut, cumdump, whore and all sort of wonderful words I love to hear I was backing up my ass to meat him and his balls slapped mine hard till he came for the second time but it again felt like a huge load load #6 this time he pulled out and I immediately turned to suck his cock clean and to my surprise he got hard again! So this time he told me it’s going to be quick cause he needs to leave so I was back on all four and he shoved it back in my aching pussy in one go and fucked HARD 15 minutes of him grunting and me whimpering like a little bitch till I felt him pumping more cum into me Load #7 he was shaking so hard as he came it was like having a vibrator up my pussy ? as he pulled out some of the cum spilled out and I cleaned it up and sucked his cock clean again while I had his head in my mouth he grinned and I started to feel some piss trickling on my tongue and I sucked harder indicating I was down so he started filling my mouth with piss, it was hard to swallow but I didn’t miss a drop we finished up by me shoving a plug in my used pussy to keep it all in and he asked if I was free later ? gave him my # and told him to call me whenever he’s down to fuck and mentioned my bf and I are into group play too and he had another grin on his face im now having lunch meeting, gut full of cum and plugged waiting to get some more not a bad start of the day!!! oink!

Had what I would call one of the most embarrassing situations ever with my last load. Found this hot, young, black guy on Adam. His profile says he looks for plays with condom, nothing else in that section. I tried to get together with him last week, but it didn't work. When I suggested it tonight he responded back that he only plays raw asking if that is a problem. My profile says 'depends' in the safe/bare section (which means want bare to me) and of course I tell him he can cum in me. A few back and forths, and he's on the way over. Here's the embarrassing part. He gets to my building, and instead of the doorman calling me, they call one of my emergency contacts! I get a text message from a family member, as my phone is ringing correctly, that the guy is there! WTF! He also texts me saying the doorman is being stupid. Anyway, to the good stuff. He cums in and immediately starts kissing me, I grope him and can tell he's already hard! He's really into me and I totally am going for it instead of being an ass up cum dump. When I pull is underwear down, his cock is perfect for fucking. About 8" nice average thickness and responds well to my deep-throat. We move to the bed, and he starts rimming my ass! Score! A few minutes later he climbs on the bed and starts teasing my hole with his cock, finally pushing into me. I'm in heaven taking his cock. We try a few different positions throughout the fuck, he started mounting me on bed, but then pulled my ass to the edge so he could stand by the edge. Later I stood up so my back and his chest were tight. Throughout the fuck he stops every few minutes, gets down on his knees and rims my ass again. I'm guessing he's edging himself doing this, and he goes for a good half hour. Finally while I'm on my stomach, leg curled to side he starts breathing heavy and blasts his load in my ass. Glad I talked him into coming by, was an excellent fuck

Part 15 - No Escape After spending several hours on the tiled floor in the kitchen Ethan stood up to set the table for dinner. Angelo just continued to lay on the floor watching him with Ethan stepping over him. Eventually Angelo stood up and went to shower before dinner. The following morning Ethan dressed quite smartly walked to the car with Angelo, he had some course work to do and would find a quiet spot in the office to study whilst Angelo worked. It was a very orderly office around 10 people working away who all looked up and greeted Angelo as he walked through. Ethan somewhat surprised to see that Angelo didn't have a separate office, instead he had a desk in the corner. Ethan looked at the sprightly black haired lad who sat at one of the desks opposite, guessing he was probably a couple of years younger than Angelo and sported a polo shirt which accentuated his chest and arms, they were not nearly as muscular as Angelo's but he was pretty nicely built Ethan thought. Mark turned to looked at them Ethan was stunned by his looks that could knock a person flat from nearly a mile away, his piercing green eyes that seemed to bore right through Ethan as he caught his gaze. "Morning boss" Mark stood up smiling "Oh and you have to be Ethan" Mark held out his hand. Angelo put his bag down "Ethan this is Mark my assistant". Mark scoffed "He treats me like a slave and taunts me all day". Ethan shook his hand "Hello Mark nice to meet you" he said trying to deduce if he was gay. Mark smiled "So you are the one responsible for his mushy state" he laughed nodding to Angelo. "Thank you Mark that's enough" Angelo looked at Ethan "Mark is a wannabe gay" he said laughing. Mark tutted "Ignore him Ethan, come one lets get the boss his coffee before he goes mad" he said dragging Ethan. Ethan didn't have time to think or speak as Mark dragged him out of the office laughing, he did indeed like Mark a lot in just those few minutes it appeared they both shared very similar traits and qualities. When Mark eventually stopped dragging Ethan across from the office the entered the coffee shop. Ethan trying to stop laughing composed himself "What is a mushy state?" he asked. Mark ordered 3 coffees the turned to Ethan "He has been like this for several weeks and finally let slip". Ethan looked confused "Let slip?". "Yes about you, the last few days he has been very relaxed and happy" Mark said paying the counter clerk. Ethan laughed "Is he not normally that way then?" he asked. Mark turned to Ethan "The one thing I can tell you is Angelo is a very complex person". "How do you mean complex?" Ethan asked. Mark smiled "He needs loving, but he has a.. I suppose you call it a disregard for sex". Ethan looked slightly shocked "You seem to know him quite well". Mark looked at Ethan "He confides a lot in me so I know everything, well almost everything". Ethan picked up one of the coffees "What do you mean you know everything?". Mark motioned to the table "Sit down lets get the awkwardness over with" Mark grabbed the other coffees. Ethan sat down unsure what was about to happen "Is it awkward?". "Well let's just say after his ex Angelo went in to a dark place, he hated everyone and trusted no one" Mark hesitated. Ethan leaned forward "Mark, I want to understand Angelo please tell me". Mark nodded "Well it all started when Matt his ex was found with his underwear round his ankles, you have to understand that Matt was his first boyfriend who professed how much in love he was but his eyes didn't say it. Angelo was about to give everything up for him but that day threw him off completely, he sort of got revenge on him and literally dragged him out of the flat and left him there. Matt of course just went to one of his casual fuck buddies for a few days thinking it would all blow over but Angelo moved out and never saw him again. That was when he sought solace in the bathhouse, you know to get a quick fuck and release. He would just fuck the nearest hot looking guy and dispose of them once he finished, he never talked or acknowledged them after. Many nights I stayed with Angelo, purely from a friendship basis you understand. On the surface Angelo seemed pretty normal and got on building his company as a way to take his mind off personal things. Over the last few years he had put Matt out of his head and got back to a normal kind of life, he still went to the bathhouse a couple of times a week and by then had quite a reputation for I think you call it a dump and go. But he would never let anyone get close enough to him for fear of being hurt and pushed away again. Then you came along and what you have done in the last few weeks and how you've done it I do not know. But know one thing Angelo trusts me, apart from being his assistant we have a very close and personal friendship and I would go to any length to protect him". Ethan looked a little embarrassed "I see" he also knew that there was a warning in his last few words. Mark smiled at him "I like you, your sexy and your smile could kill anyone". "Are you gay?" Ethan blushed not really knowing why he blurted that out. Mark smiled "I don't know Ethan, why don't you tell me?". Ethan chuckled "Sorry I should keep my mouth shut. But honestly with your looks you could bag a hundred men". Mark laughed loudly "Fuck I knew I would like you, but I am straight, well I think so" he winked at Ethan. Ethan blushed and realised no man had ever really made him blush like this "And what if I kissed you?". Mark looked at him "Oh I would totally kiss you back but Angelo wouldn't be happy" nodding over to the office. Ethan looked down at his coffee "Tell me Mark what has he told you about me?". Mark smiled "Mostly everything I also know you moved in after a challenging time with your family". Ethan looked down "Oh right, do you mean from when we first met?". "Yes, but avoid embarrassing you I will sum it up in three words, virgin, hiv, love" Mark starred at Ethan. Ethan nodded "So you know everything". Mark held Ethan's hand "Do you hate him for what he did?". Ethan wiped the tear from his eye "Part of me did when he cared for me after the virus took hold." Mark nodded "What about now?" he asked inquisitively. Ethan looked up and smiled "I feel he will be the only man I will ever fall in love with or want". Mark smiled "The day you met he talked very openly about how attracted to you he was after the first kiss". Mark continued "I know we have only just met Ethan but you are very special to Angelo" Mark told him. Ethan smiled at Mark "He is to me as well". Mark stood "Come on, he gets cranky if he doesn't get coffee. Fuck you are hot Ethan" he laughed shaking his head. Angelo returned to his desk looking at Mark "Your sacked as your late with my coffee again". Mark put the coffee on Angelo's desk "Sit down and drink your coffee before I slap you". Ethan looked on astonished "Did I miss something?". Mark laughed and took Ethan's arm "He sacks me 5 times a day, 6 if I am lucky, come on". Mark gave Ethan a little tour of the office introducing him to the 10 people who were sat at their desks working, Mark also explained that 3 people were in the city at their newest clients company overseeing the set up. Ethan didn't get much studying done as he was so interested in learning about Angelo and his company, a few of the staff were gay and from all types of background and ages. Ethan sat in the car at the end of the day and two things for sure had happened, he knew a lot more about Angelo and what made him tick, he also had a new friend with Mark. Ethan got up to quite a bit of mischief with Mark in the office and Angelo was having trouble keeping them both in check whilst doing his own work. But seeing Ethan happy and getting on so well with Mark was all he could have hoped for, they both left the office and headed over to the car. Angelo got in the car and kissed Ethan "Did you have fun today?". Ethan laughed "Yes, I loved being with you and I really like Mark". Angelo smiled "I had better watch him in case he tries to steal you and turn gay". Ethan laughed "He said he would let me kiss him". Angelo mocked him before replying "Well you will have to let me know how that goes". Ethan looked at Angelo "Seriously?, hmmm, maybe one day I will" he laughed. "Yeah I would love to see you kiss Mark that would be hot to see" Angelo chuckled. Ethan laughed and went a little more serious "We talked a bit about you, hope you don't mind" Angelo looked at Ethan "Not I don't, he is a good friend and confident". Ethan nodded "Did you.. you know with him?". Angelo laughed "No, I helped him out of a bad patch with a girl, but that was years ago". Angelo continued "We are very good friends, he was there for me so I gave him a job to help him out". Ethan looked over at Angelo "You really are an amazing person underneath Angelo". Angelo smiled "You amaze me every day Ethan and it makes me love you more and more". They drove with the windows down enjoying the humid air that had descended that day, it was turning out to be one the warmest days so far. Ethan was glad when they got home and he just stripped and jumped in the pool to cool down, Angelo walked outside naked towards the pool, he looked at Ethan who wiped the water from eyes and drew a big smile seeing his fine sexy Latino about to join him. Angelo just loved seeing how Ethan's face lit up, he dived in the pool and surfaced right in front of Ethan who just fell in to his arms. Their lips tenderly kissing until Ethan close his lips over Angelo's and their mouths opened, Ethan moaned as he felt Angelo's tongue slipping in to his mouth eagerly seeking his own. Slowly Angelo walked over to the side of the shallow and hoisted Ethan on to the side of the pool, Ethan's legs were wrapped around Angelo's thighs, their kissing began to take on a more urgent desire as Angelo felt Ethan's legs caressing his thighs. Angelo forced a break from the kiss and whispered 'Oh fuck Ethan I need you', his mouth closed in and Ethan gripped tight around Angelo's neck as he felt his cock pushing his ass open with only one thing in mind. Ethan whimpered as he felt he fullness of Angelo entering his being. The two of them lost in their own world and Ethan threw his head back as Angelo kissed and bit at his neck, his hips providing a steady but forceful movement driving his cock deep into Ethan who moaned and closed his eyes. Ethan felt his body falling back with Angelo's support until he laid on the pool deck with his legs wrapped around Angelo who continued his steady fucking. Ethan raised his head and his hands grabbed hold of Angelo's arms, he ran his hands up along and over Angelo's biceps then along his chest. It turned in to one of those moments where Ethan was trying to control his orgasm but every time his hands ran over the biceps he lusted after nothing but his lover. Angelo leaned forward and kissed Ethan's chest and neck, his forehead came to rest on Ethan's sternum, his body tensed with a feeling of electricity as he cried out Ethan's name. Ethan could see nothing but felt everything the jolting of his hips and then engorging of the cock in his ass and pulsing that rippled from the very end of Angelo's cock in to his body as he shot volley after volley of his seed. Ethan had already orgasmed as they both lay there panting and gasping from the adrenaline running riot in their bodies. The sweat dripping off Angelo from the humid evening air landed on Ethan's chest and trickled on to the pool deck. Angelo giggled and looked up at Ethan who laid there in a dreamy state until he realised Angelo was smiling looking down at him, Ethan began to laugh at how crazy and erratic their love making was getting. Dispensing with all formalities and manners they just went for it every time they were alone. Angelo climbed out of the pool after releasing Ethan from his cock and laid down besides him, they looked up at the stars appearing in the night sky for some time until Angelo pulled Ethan up and they walked back to the house to grab something to eat. He knew they had just had sex by the smiling happy faces he could see through the kitchen window, Matt ducked quickly as Ethan came up close to the window above the sink looking out. When he was sure it was safe he retreated back down behind the cars and across the street then drove off. Ethan went back to the window, he didn't know why but he couldn't get it out of his head that they were not alone and this wasn't the first time he felt that way. Angelo laughed it off telling him to come to bed. As regular as clock work Adam came round at 8am as he was starting to work out with Ethan and Angelo in the mornings. The boys were still in the gym when Angelo appeared dressed for work. Ethan looked up and stopped lifting weights and sat up. "Are you off now?" Ethan asked. Angelo nodded "I should be home around 7pm". Ethan walked over and held his hand "Please don't do anything silly Angelo, promise me?". Angelo leant forward and kissed him "I promise Ethan, I am still angry with him for hitting you". "Drop it, it's over with, if he wants to make amends he can make the first move" Ethan looked Angelo in the eye. Angelo nodded "See you later" he called over to Adam "Later Adam". Adam stopped "Okay, Oh Tony wants to know if you want to dine out later with us?". "Won't be home until 7pm but yes would love to" Angelo replied as Ethan kissed him again. Ethan walked out to see Angelo off and Adam went to grab some water and joined him at the door, there it was again that nagging feeling as he waved at Angelo pulling out the drive. Ethan stopped and turned his focus on the silver car down the street. "What's wrong with you today you look jittery?" Adam asked slapping Ethan's ass. Ethan turned his head "I don't know I get this feeling we are being watched every now and then". Adam knew enough about Ethan to trust his instinct "Really, and you have it now?". "Yes" Ethan nodded. Angelo knew all the residents cars down his small street and the silver one looked curiously out of place, as he approached and drove slowly past it he was sure that the person in the driver seat had ducked down. He shook his head thinking he was seeing things, he turned the corner and headed to the city. Ethan and Adam walked back in the house and Adam could clearly see Ethan was not focused so they quit doing the weights and instead they went for a long walk around the marina. Angelo was somewhat dreading the day as he knew that Jack would be around at some point. Angelo made himself busy between his employees who were training the staff of Raffa's company. Raffa was delighted and his staff had nothing but positive things to say about the new system, Raffa had already seen an upturn in work load coming through. During the review meeting Raffa was only to happy to inform Angelo on how well it was going and so much so that he had put the word out amongst associate companies across the states he worked with. Raffa told Angelo that the companies were all community focused and diverse in culture just like Raffa's company as he knew Angelo would not do business with anyone unless they demonstrated the same principals. Jack was finalising some other legal work for Raffa when he walked in to the meeting room. He walked over greeting Angelo like an old friend holding his hand out, Angelo found it hard to resist raising his fist to punch Jack, instead he covertly tried to avoid eye contact and briefly shook his hand before Jack took his seat at the table. Raffa continued with the review and Angelo pulled all his focus to Raffa ignoring Jack until the meeting wrapped up with Raffa inviting them all to lunch in half an hour. As much as Angelo wanted to go to town on Jack he noticed that the Jack he had come to know was somewhat missing. As Raffa left Angelo flipped open his laptop to keep his mind busy, he noticed that Jack seemed to be holding back allowing other people to exit the room. "Angelo do you mind if we have a chat?" Jack asked closing the door. Angelo breathed and looked up at him "A quick chat yes as I have some work to finish". Jack sat down opposite him "It is a little personal but I hope you don't mind me asking". "Is something wrong Jack?" Angelo eyed him cautiously. Jack spoke quietly "How did your father react when you told him you were gay?". Angelo closed his laptop "That's a very personal and strange thing to ask, why are you asking?". "I have just found out my son is gay and didn't react to kindly to it" Jack was twiddling his fingers. Angelo looked at him "It doesn't change who is inside though, he is your son Jack". "I don't have anything against it but I never raised him to be gay or think that way" Jack responded. Angelo watched carefully "You don't just become gay, it is in you and part of you from birth". Jack looked at Angelo "I never really thought of it that way". "How did you know that you was straight and liked women?" Angelo sat back in his chair. Jack looked surprised "It was just a normal maturing process and felt right". "Do you not think that is how your son felt, did you stop to consider that?" Angelo asked. Jack didn't know what to say "You only hear the word gay". "So how did you react when you found out?" Angelo wanted him to tell him what he had done. Jack looked down "Badly, I struck him, shouted at him and told him to leave". "And was it that easy to disregard him like that?" Angelo was burning up inside. Jack shook his head "He hit me back and stood up for himself, I never got to say anything else, I was angry". Angelo shifted in his chair "Angry at who, you for not understanding or him for being himself?". Jack raised a smile "This is like a therapy session. I don't know, maybe both". "So why did you hit him and not talk to him properly like an adult?" Angelo asked. Jack looked at Angelo "I was brought up to understand that man should not lay with man". "The world has changed Jack, and if you don't change you become a relic of a bygone age" Angelo responded. Jack nodded "The damage is done, he won't speak to me now and I can't get through to him". Angelo saw a sadness in his eyes "Maybe you just have to give Ethan some space and let him figure it out". Jack looked up "I hope I can repair.." Jack stopped "how did you know his name is Ethan?". Angelo gulped realising his blunder and quickly thought "You must have mentioned his name before". Jack slowly nodded "Really!, hmm". Angelo picked his things up "Sorry Jack I have to check on my guys". Angelo hastily left the meeting room leaving Jack sat there, he rushed in to the restroom and splashed cold water on his then leaned back against the wall, fuck he said to himself over and over he knew that his blunder of dropping Ethan's name would not be forgotten by Jack so quickly. Jack stood up and closed the door and picked up his phone to call Ellie, he knew he had never mentioned Ethan's name as he would never reveal this knowingly to business associates. Jack put his phone down on the desk shaking his head, he had a good idea that Angelo knew Ethan more than he was letting on he felt some rage towards Angelo wondering if he had corrupted his son. Jack joined the rest of the team for lunch but Angelo was making himself busy with other people and it was pretty evident that he was trying to avoid Jack at all cost. At one point Jack laughed to himself at their cat and mouse game going on and decided to bide his time. Angelo sneaked out of the restaurant and made a quick call to Ethan. "Hello lover" Ethan's voice came through the phone. Angelo smiled to himself "Are you as sexy as ever?". "Always, what's up?" Ethan could hear a little tentativeness in Angelo. "I had a chat with your father, quite a long one actually" Angelo began. Ethan sighed "Has he calmed down?". "He seems to be, but I made a blunder and dropped your name". Ethan was quiet for a moment "Did he pick up on it?". "I think he did, I am trying to avoid him at the moment" Angelo nervously laughed. Ethan giggled "He can be like a dog with a bone. Don't worry Angelo whatever happens he has to deal with it". "Thank you, love you" Angelo hung up the phone and re-joined the group. The day was beginning to have lots and ups and down Angelo thought to himself as Raffa came over to chat. Jack had gone back to the office so he felt a little more at ease as Raffa went through some plans with Angelo for expanding the software usage, at one point Raffa even made an offer to buy the company outright but Angelo politely turned him down telling him no for now but never to rule it out. Angelo returned to the meeting room later in the afternoon to send some emails, fortunately Jack was no where to be seen. He finished the last email and stood up and closed his laptop, his back was to the door and in the windows reflection he saw Jack standing at the door watching him carefully. Angelo didn't turn around instead he looked at Jack through the reflection "When did you know?". Jack moved in and closed the door "You have just confirmed what I was suspecting". Angelo packed his laptop in to the bag "Oh". "Oh, is that all you have to say" Jack leaned back against the door. Angelo stood his ground "I am not going to do this with you now Jack, I am still angry with you". Jack scoffed "Angry with me?" Angelo turned to face him "The way you treated Ethan". "And you think it right to fuck around with my son, he is only just 18" Jack responded angrily. Angelo picked up his bag and phone and moved towards the door "Jack please move". "No, did you do it to him turn him gay after you met me?" Jack asked looking in to Angelo's eyes. "You want to talk about how really gay your son is Jack, you want all the details?" Angelo responded. Jack moved out of the way "Go on walk out and away from facing me". Angelo opened then closed the door "I'm not afraid to face you Jack, sit down" Angelo pulled a chair and sat down. Jack sat opposite him unsure if he was angry or confused "Thank you". "Ethan was so upset the night you threw him out" Angelo told him. He continued "It took several nights before he stopped reliving what went on and why you reacted the way you did". Jack stared at Angelo intently "Is he living with you?". Angelo nodded "Yes he is, as my partner Jack". Jack looked surprised "Your partner, how long have you been with him?". "We met on his 18th birthday but it was a couple of weeks after when it started to be serious" Angelo replied. Jack shuffled on his chair "So you didn't know he was my son?". He continued "It was only after seeing you that I realised he was your son, I gave him the option to end it then". Jack looked at Angelo "And he didn't?". Angelo shook his head "We had become to emotionally involved and we both love each other". Jack eyed his cautiously "Love?" Angelo hesitate a moment "You have an amazing very kind and loving son Jack, if only you could see that in him". "You think I don't my own son?" Jack appeared annoyed by Angelo's comment. Angelo nodded "I'm sorry but it looks that way, he loves you so much and you are still his father". "He has a strange way of showing it" Jack replied shifting again in his seat. Angelo look at him "I can't force you to accept it Jack, that is something you have to overcome". Jack stood up "I got to like you Angelo but never thought you were having sex with my son behind my back". "Trust me Jack, he never wanted to intentionally hide this" Angelo stood up. Jack stood up "If..., I can't believe I am having this conversation with you". Jack turned and left the meeting room and Angelo sat there for a few minutes looking out the window. His train of thought was interrupted by Raffa entering the room and closing the door. "Oh boy Angelo, what's going on between you two" Raffa sat down next to Angelo. Angelo glanced at Raffa "I don't think I should come on site any more Raffa". "You two not getting along, I know Jack is a tough screwball at times but he is a good lawyer" Raffa laughed. Angelo shook his head "It's way more complicated than that". Raffa patted Angelo's knee "You know Jack's son looks like him, but then I don't need to tell you that". Angelo looked at him "What?" Raffa laughed "You walked past my wife and I on the beach in the Hamptons a few weeks back". Angelo smiled "Really?". "You were so oblivious to everything else but him Angelo, I know love when I see it" Raffa smiled. Angelo stood up "So you know that Jack has figured it out as well". Raffa stood "That is Jack's problem to deal with Angelo". "Doesn't help though having to deal with me here now knowing what he does" Angelo replied. Raffa smiled "No but I pay him to deal with you, anyway you can't stop coming here on site". "Why not?" Angelo looked confused. Raffa laughed "Come on Angelo you know how much my staff love seeing you here, it makes their day". Angelo laughed embarrassingly "Maybe I should wear tight t-shirts then". Raffa laughed shaking his head "Err No, then I won't get any work out of them". Angelo was in a good place as he drove back to Larchmont, he knew that keeping in with Raffa would help drive his own business forward and of course he had Ethan waiting at home for him. Angelo only just got through the door when Ethan pounced on him asking what happened during the day. Angelo recalled the days events and how it was left with Jack walking out the room, Angelo could see the disappointment in Ethan's face as they changed into some casual clothes to join Adam and Tony for dinner. Adam listened intently during dinner to Angelo going through the day again, he needed to know what happened so that he could give his mother an update as she would be lunching with Ellie again this Friday. By the time they finished dinner Ethan's spirits had lifted, he thought it would be a miracle if his father came round so quickly and learning about Angelo today meant it would probably set things back. But he had Angelo and that is what counted. As the weeks sped by Ethan and Adam would work out religiously and also took to jogging around Larchmont, their friendship was closer than ever. At weekends the four of them would usually go to the beach or just chill out around the pool and BBQ, when Angelo and Ethan weren't around Adam would pop by and use the workout room first thing in the morning. Once a week they would drive up to Harrison and have lunch with their mothers, Sandra had taken Ellie under her wings and she was now very popular amongst the social set largely due to her becoming Sandra's best friend. Ethan would occasionally still get the jittery feeling of being watched but this mostly happened during the week and he put it down to Angelo going to work that left an empty hole for a few hours in his life whenever he walked out the door. It was the last weekend before college would resume and Ethan woke up on the Saturday morning still cuddled up to Angelo, he was not looking forward to going back to college and facing up to a lot of the students and of course Ben and Javier.

So this happened Sunday. I was chatting on a4a with a 24 Latino for a couple of days. He wasn’t the usual type I go for, but was cute and from the pics a good size cock. He kept messaging me about how he loved my ass and wanted to fuck me. We didn’t talk about condoms. So, Sunday after it slowed down at work I invite him over and the first thing he does when he comes in the office is grab and feel my ass. I drop my pants to which he turns me around dropping to his knees and starts eating my ass. Once he hears me moan he stands up and pushes his cock in giving me but a second to get use to the sudden invasion before he starts to pound my ass. Five minutes of hitting all the right spots I shoot a load onto the floor and he started to cum in my ass. We take a min to catch our breath and has asked if he could fuck me again. So I bend over the desk again which he starts the same way of eating my ass that is now filled with his cum. Again he stands up and fucks me hard and all I can do is brace myself against the desk. Tens minutes and he starts to slow then stops shooting a second load in me.

Since I got back to London on Jan 3rd I decided I would try for a few loads to get a good head start on the year. During the course of the 3-10 of Jan I managed to get 11 loads and was happy that I had taken more loads than there had been days in the year. I got a load from: a local arse obsessed punk who has fucked me before more than 20 times. A train driver who fucked me over the sink in my office, an architect who shot a five day load down my throat, a young Kiwi guy with a thick 7" who liked going second, an exchange student, a local DJ who has fucked me a few times before which a nice chunky 9", and my boyfriend who was happy to go second or third in a session. Sadly now I am working in a conference center so ive had to slow down as the work days are crazy but ill be back in the saddle soon enough!

I cleaned up and made Bill a coffee. It felt strange to be walking around naked and available to the denizens who came to the sauna. Bill made me lube my arse ready as it had got quite busy. Sid was there, and the old troll called Arthur, along with a couple of guys I hadn't seen before, including a fat, black guy with sagging tits and a short, thick cock and heavy balls. I didn't really know what to do, so I wandered upstairs to the TV room. The black guy was there with Arthur and Sid watching porn on the TV. All were naked and jacking their cocks and talking. "So, we haven't seen you for a while, Mike". Said Sid to the black guy. "Where you been?" They ignored me as the black guy said "Been away working. Haven't had any tail in ages." They laughed as Sid nodded at his cock. "Looks like it wants some today, Mike!" I turned to go as Sid said. "So where were you working?" As he spoke, he casually took my wrist and pulled me towards the sofa. "Oh, up north."Said Mike, levering his bulk off the sofa as Sid pulled me down and onto my knees. "Big construction project, so the money's good." As he spoke, he got behind me and began to slide his cock up me. It was fat and stiff, but slid easily in through the lube. He sighed happily as he lifted his belly onto my back and began to fuck me. "Trouble is, you work long hours and then you're too knackered to do anything else...yeah that's tight...nice.."He said. Sid stuck a bottle under my nose and I sagged into the cushions as Mike began to thrust urgently into me. "Contracts..contracts ended now..." He puffed. " Hang on... I'm going to cum." With that he pushed into me and I felt his cock throb and throb as he spurted. "Phew!" He said " I needed that!" He pulled out roughly, and I felt sperm gush over my balls. "Cheers guys," He said. "I'm going for a coffee" He waddled out as Sid turned to Arthur. "You coming for a coffee?" "In a minute," Said the old man getting behind me and sliding his cock into my sopping hole. "Ok," Said Sid. " See you downstairs when you're done" He left as Arthur began to fuck me. Behind the sofa was a mirror. I saw myself kneeling, being fucked from behind, and there on Arthur's shoulder was a biohazard tattoo I hadn't noticed before. He grinned at me in the mirror. "Hold still," he said. "Got some more spunk for you" Then he grunted and shuddered as he emptied his old balls into me. With that, he slapped my arse, grabbed his towel and left. My descent into depravity had just begun...

My tea was ready for me when I got home. “How was your first day?” Asked my mother as I sat down to eat. “Alright,” I replied, blushing as I remembered being fucked and feeling my arsehole still wet and puffy from the pounding it had received. “That’s good.” She replied. She noted his blush and the excitement in his eyes. She was sure she was right – Timmy was gay and, if his face was to be believed, no longer a virgin. “You’ll be going back tomorrow, then?” She asked. I looked at her and returned her smile. “Oh yes.” The next day, I went to the Sauna and helped Bill clean up before the sauna opened. Bill was stripped down to singlet and shorts to clean the shower area and I saw he was covered with tattoo’s. In particular, there was a large biohazard symbol on Bill’s fat, hairy stomach with two scorpion’s either side. Bill saw me looking. “Like my tatt’s?” He said. “Yeah,” I said “but what does that symbol mean on your stomach?” “Don’tcha know what that means?” I shook my head. “It means I’m poz, mate. You might see a few more on the clientele.” I was surprised, and also slightly excited, and wracked my brains to remember if there had been tattoos on the men the previous day. Bill was rubbing his crotch and there was a sizeable bulge in his trousers. “Mind you, they don’t all have them. May be you got pregnant yesterday already!” And he laughed at my shocked expression. He also noticed me lick my lips unconsciously. Slowly, he unzipped his trousers. “Want to see my old, poz cock?” I stared, mesmerised, as Bill opened his trousers and levered out a fat, heavy cock with a thick mushroom head, slimey with pre-cum. I was trembling with fear and excitement and didn’t resist as Bill took my hand and placed it on the warm flesh which stiffened slowly until I was holding Bill’s erection. “Good lad,” said Bill. “Give it a rub, then” I began to wank the warm. Silky flesh, feeling my own erection in my pants, but feeling my arsehole throb and twitch even more strongly. Suddenly, Bill pulled me into his arms and kissed me on the mouth. I gasped as I felt a man’s lips on minefor the first time, and the wet tongue probing my mouth. I gasped with pleasure, almost swooning in Bill’s arms as the man’s hands went round to cup my buttocks, and my heart pounded in my chest. I couldn’t resist as the hands moved to myis belt, undid the buckle and slid them and myunderwear down to my knees. My cock sprang up against Bill’s belly, but the man ignored it. He sensed Timmy was almost there, almost ready for impregnation. He fumbled in his pocket, found the poppers and opened the brown bottle. He took a brief sniff to get him going, then stuck the bottle under my nose. “breathe,” He said. I took a deep sniff and felt the poppers explode in my head and a warmth which swept away my inhibitions. I began to snog Bill’s lips, gasping with pleasure, as Bill hurriedly pushed his own trousers and underwear down. It was time. “Do you want my cock?” He breathed into my ear. I barely heard, instead squeezing the heavy cock pressing against my belly. Bill chuckled to himself. There was an old sofa in the changing area. He lifted my t-shirt over his chubby torso, squeezing my flabby tits and nipples until I gasped with pleasure. It was definitely time to mate, he thought. He turned me around, bent me over the arm of the sofa, dug the tube of lube out of his pocket, and smeared it gently between my fat, upraised buttocks, dipping his finger in gently until I squealed with delight. Then he grasped his cock, and began to push the mushroom head into the delicate pink slit between my cheeks. I gasped with pain and began to wriggle. “Easy, just relax”, whispered Bill and pushed the poppers under my nose. He felt my quivering body sag in surrender, pushed forward and then the head burst in and his shaft followed in a delicious rush until he was balls deep in my backside. I couldn’t believe how good it felt as Bill began to thrust slowly in and out. My own erection had subsided, and my sole focus was on the sensation of Bill’s heavy cock sliding in and out. I felt Bill pull my arms back. “Hold it open!” He gasped, placing my hands on my buttocks and making me pull them apart so he could get deeper in. I was gasping with pleasure, wanting only to be fucked, and with a growing sense of wanting more – of wanting Bill’s tainted seed. I groaned, my eyes opened wide and my tongue flickered over dry lips as I knew Ie was going to let this man come in me.. Bill was gasping now, close to cumming and he sensed my acceptance of my fate. But I think he wanted to be sure. He leant over my chubby, sweating body and whispered in his ear. “I’m…I’m…gonna cum!” He gasped. “Gonna…ahh…gonna give you my baby’s. Is that what you want… want me to get you pregnant?” I could only arch my back and thrust against Bill’s belly. “Cum in me!” I sobbed. With a growl of pleasure Bill thrust into my chubby body, his cock swelling and throbbing as he shot his dirty load into my rectum, sensing with every spurt that he was impregnating the willing body beneath him. Finally he finished and slowly slid his cock out, closing the buttocks behind to prevent sperm leaking from my ravaged hole. “There you go, you’re fucked now.” He said, belching with pleasure and slapping my quivering buttocks. “I need to open up. Wipe your arse but don’t bother putting your clothes on. I’ve told the regulars you’re an added bonus for them. They can fuck you whenever they want. “ I stood up and nodded. Bill stroked my hair. “Let’s see how many babies we can give you, eh?”

I had gotten dressed, and then with my cunt plugged and my cock locked, left Sir’s apartment. He had given me an address a few blocks away and no other information. My heart was pounding and my cock was drooling through the slit in my cage. I had no idea what to expect. Holding the fat plug in my well used hole made it difficult to walk as quickly as I wanted to but I made it to my destination quickly. The plug pulled at my hole as I walked. I loved it, it felt like I was still getting fucked. I rang the apartment number Sir had given me. The door buzzed open, and I walked in. The apartment was on the third floor of the walk up, and looking at the stairs I felt my hole contract around the plug knowing the struggle I was going to have keeping it in and getting up the stairs. The plug banged against my prostate each time I climbed a step and by the time I got to the third floor I was out of breath, and my cock was leaking so bad that there was now an obvious wet spot in my shorts. I knocked quietly on the door to the apartment and it swung almost immediately open. I was a little taken aback to be greeted at the door by a twink who had to be barely 21. “Come in,” he said, smiling. He had light sandy blonde hair, bright blue eyes and wore nothing but a jockstrap. His thin body was almost entirely hairless apart from a little blonde trail sticking up from the band of his jock. “Take off your clothes,” he commanded as he closed the door. “Yes Sir,” I said and pulled my shirt off over my head. He laughed lightly and smiled a broad toothy smile, “I’m no Sir. I’m a pig cunt like you, well like you’re going to be.” He pulled the front of his jock down to reveal a shockingly tiny metal cage where his cock should be. “Sir is waiting for you in the bedroom. He loves breaking in new boys. Although,” he reached behind me and patted the base of the plug, “from what I hear you’re pretty broken in already tonight. Just through there," he instructed, gesturing towards a half-open door at the end of the hall. The twink walked away through another door, and I walked down the hall. I opened the door to find a dark basically empty room on the other side. The only thing in the room was something I had only seen in porn videos before, a sling. “Get in the sling faggot, I don’t have all night,” said a deep voice from behind me. I turned around to find myself face to face with a handsome black man of about my height. He had a square jaw and clean-shaven face. His hair was so short it was basically stubble. He was stouter than Sir but looked strong as hell. My eyes continued south to his cock. I almost gasped. I can only describe his cock as mammoth. He had the dimensions of a tall boy of beer. My cunt throbbed around my plug and a string of precum oozed from my dick. “Get the fuck in the sling,” he said again, and came towards me. I backed-up into the sling and then, grabbing me by the waist, he tossed me into it. Automatically I flung my legs up and stuck my feet in the loops in the chain. “Look at this fucking cunt. Michael’s done a good job cunting you so far. I see why he sent you to me. Normally he waits a couple of days before sending me a new boy. My cock tends to make them nervous but in the end, they all end up begging me for my seed. Do you want my seed too boy?” “Yes Sir!” “You want me to breed this pathetic faggot pussy, and pump you full of my cum?” “Yes Sir!” “Good. Push that plug out of your cunt then boy. I wanna see your pussy gape.” I closed my eyes and pushed, slowly at first and then harder. The plug was stuck deeper than I had realized and it took a forceful push to get the base past my cunt ring. Once it did though the plug shot from my hole and landed on the floor below with a dull thud. I could tell my pussy was gaping open. It felt cold and I could feel air inside myself. “Fuck. You sure you only started wrecking this cunt today?” “Yes Sir. I’d never been fucked raw before today.” “Damn bitch. Your cunt was made for this then. You’ve already got the lips of a blown-out pussy. It took my bitch months to get this sloppy.” He rubbed his fat cock head against my pussy and moaned. Without any effort, his head was slipping in and out of my hole. Being plugged for so long along with the loads I was still holding inside of me had made me looser and wetter than I knew was possible. He dropped a big wad of spit onto his cock and, looking me dead in the eyes, slammed his cock balls deep into my cunt. I groaned, his cock was wider than Sir’s and possibly longer. My pussy stretched just a little bit more than it had been before. I loved it. I didn’t have to wait to get used to it. There was no pain, just the glorious feeling of my hole stretching around a beautiful, perfect cock. He pulled his cock completely out of my hole, and turning to the open door shouted, “Get in here boy.” The twink appeared almost instantly in the door way. Now completely naked, his silver cock cage glinting in the light. Without being told the boy fell to his knees next to the sling and opened his mouth. The man shoved his cock down the boys throat and at the same time shoved four fingers into my cunt, “Lick this boy's cunt juice off my cock and get me wet again for his pussy.” After a few minutes, he tore his cock from the boy’s greedy mouth and replaced his probing fingers with his cock in one deep stab. I grunted again. The boy got up off the floor and walked over to the corner of the room where there was a small chest of drawers. He grabbed a phone and started taking video. The man was pulling his cock completely from my hole and slamming it back in over and over again. I was a whimpering mess and the twink was zooming in on my face to catch every moment of my ecstasy. “Come over here and film this boy’s cunt. He’s going to want to see his pussy take my cock later.” The twink moved next to his Sir as he changed his pace and started quickly hammering me. I felt like he was slowly pulling my guts out of my body, like my internal organs were being rearranged for me and there was nothing I could do about it. My moans changed to yells and his cock slammed past my second hole breaking me open. My legs were shaking and my arms had gone limp. I couldn’t move or do anything. The rocking of the sling kept ramming me back harder and harder onto his cock. I had completely dissolved into a silent mess by the time he said, “I hope you’re ready for this seed boy. I’m going to change your life.” He grabbed the chains and pulled me to a stop as he bottomed out deep inside my cunt. Growling, he pumped his seed into me as far as he could. My body felt numb but my hole was alive with electricity. I felt his cock swell with each pump, and I swear I could feel his flooding me. When his cock finally stopped throbbing he shook his head a little and breathed for a minute. Then he withdrew his cock from my cunt and left the room saying to his boy “Plug that faggot up and send him back to his Master.” The twink picked the plug up from where it had fallen on the floor and pushed it back inside me. I barely felt pressure now, my hole just welcomed it back inside me. He then helped me out of the sling and handed me my clothes. Just before opening the front door he said, “You did really well. Your Sir will be pleased.

@ObligingBottom Understood. Too many people are free and loose with the term "breeding". If a description says hottie1 breeds guttertrash2, I expect the cum ti be inside him! I think the issue is also THAT - who is writing the desriptions? Is it from the DVD jacket and the studio itself, or is it generated by the tube site based on keywords that sell?

That’s the joy of being able to cum multiple times ? spreading my gift x

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I'm honestly so fucking horny right now. Write me something dirty please piggies! I wanna blow my load, but I crave some hot dirty talk!??☣??

Ah, yes. The hookup app paradox. Where the number of viable hookups is inversely proportional to the number of apps used. Proof: If you use 1 app or more, people will only want the opposite of what you have to offer. If you use zero apps, ie the baths, you will hook up. There is also, schrodinger's bath house, where you don't know if you will hook up or not till you open the box...

Stayed in a hotel this weekend, not long checked in when I fired up Grindr on my phone. Guy comes up only 25 metres away - must be in the same hotel. He’s into leather (so am I) and he’s a dom top. Even better as I was definitely in a submissive mood! He asks for the room number, I get into my leather gear - leather shirt, leather jeans, boots and jacket. He knocks on my room and he comes in - similar gear, but also has a muir cap on as well. Hot as hell, in his 50s. He grabs me by the back of the head and pulls me in for a snog. After a few minutes of this I’m getting horny so he pops open my shirt and starts playing with my nipples. I’ve got really sensitive nipples and I keep moaning - “does that hurt boi, good!”. After a few minutes of that he undoes the poppers on his shirt and goes “play with my nipples boi”. I lick and play with them before he goes “suck my cock boi” and he pushes me by the shoulders onto my knees. He has a pair of sailor front leather jeans, with a flap that comes down. He unzips both sides and a thick cock comes out. He shoves it into my throat and I enthusiastically suck it deep. He’s clearly enjoying it as he puts his hands on the back of my throat and starts pushing it deeper into my throat - I can taste the precum. “Oh, you’re a good boi, aren’t you?”. He then says “I want to fuck that arse of yours, do you want fucked boi?”. I reply “yes sir”. He pulls down my leather jeans and pushes me down over the edge of the bed. He then lubes my arse - I have quite a tight arse but this guy knows what he’s doing, plenty of lube and a bit of work with his finger and he’s got me wanting his cock. I feel his cock pushing in, I breathe deeply in and he pushes it in further, before he moves gently in and out for a bit. Then he starts building pace, slowly at first and then I feel his thighs pushing more into me. He starts spanking my arse and legs hard as he does so. I start gasping and (a thing I don’t always do!) I start dirty talking - “yes sir, fuck this slut”, “fuck me hard sir, use my hole” and other things I can’t honestly remember. As I’m saying these things he’s responding by fucking me harder. I feel him pounding away, leather clad thighs slapping against my bare arse. I’m moaning loudly and after a few minutes I hear him going “I’m going to seed you boi” - I reply “yes sir, seed my hole sir” and shortly after I hear him groaning loudly and he thrusts his cock deep inside and I feel it pulsing. “Yes boi, take my seed, yes, yes”. He keeps his cock in for about a minute, then withdraws. He whispers in my ear “you’re my little bitch boi now, I’ll use you and your holes again. Give me your number.” I give him my phone number and he chuckles and leaves the room. I feel my hole and feel the cum dripping out. I then jerk off before having a shower. Completely unexpected that meet - usually Grindr is a lot of talking and no action, especially for fetish and BB - not this time!

Another update on me taking loads. I was super horny after sucking off an older gent in a busy parking lot this morning. I’m so much of a cumdump that I can’t even get hard unless a dick is in my home now. Nothing to exciting. I just got in his car and sucked him off. Load number 1 down my throat. I was horned up so I hit up a fuck bud who is an hour away and asked if he wanted my hole, he said yeah so I took the drive over to his apartment. I got on my knees and got him all nice and wet. I lubed the both of us up and he fucked me long and deep for an hour before giving me his load. I head out the door and onto my college campus. There was a frat guy who I’ve hooked up with in the past. I couldn’t fit him inside my hole last time we tried (which was before I was an absolute whore) but I was determined this time. He had me come into the frat house, and we chilled with his brothers for awhile before we went to “smoke weed” I don’t smoke but that was his excuse. We went into his room and locked the door behind us. “Don’t moan cause everyone is still here. “ that’s all he said before spitting on his cock and sliding into me. I let out a gasp so he covered my mouth. He only got a few pumps in before telling me he’s gonna cum. He blew his load deep into me and then fucked it in deeper. I had wanted to take a different fuck buddys load before heading out. But he wasn’t available. I’m not satisfied with just being bred twice so I head to the local ABS. I put my money in the machine and waited for cock. I came at the right time because guys were just starting to get off work. I quickly had two cocks slide in from both sides of my booth. I started sucking on the biggest one so I can prepare his cock for my ass. Once he was all nice and wet I stood up and slowly slid onto his cock. He pulled away from my hole at first. I sucked him some more and then tried again. This time he stayed put. I plop his shaft into my slick hole and fuck myself using his babymaker. It’s not long before I hear him quietly grunt and his thick cock spasm. He pulls out and zips up. Leaves in a hurry. I turn and back up on the other cock that’s stikl patiently waiting. This fuckerr doesn’t hesitate. He’s there to get some hole and I’m there to take his load. He pumps into me for about 5 minutes before loudly announcing that “he’s breeding my slutty hole.” He pulls out and I clean him off. I’m waiting for more cocks to poke through when I see a married hand. I notice the ring. I peek through and all I can see is a wrong, a name tag, slacks and a hard cock. I suck him for a bit. Hesitant to back onto his dick thinking he’ll pull away. But when I finally do, he pushes himself deep. He gives me a good fuck. And his married cock spasms as he fills me with his seed. He throws on his jacket and is out of there. I’m getting ready to pull my pants up when another cock comes through. Probably 8 inches and thick. I wrap my mouth around but he pulls away. “I don’t want head. I wanna cum in some hole. “ he says. I recognized the voice. I love anon loads but the curiosity got the better of me, a sit down so I can see more upwards, and I reliaze that I used to work with this dude. He is one of those “straight” dudes who talks about how much pussy he gets 24/7. I was always turned off by it but now that he wants some hole, who am I to deprive him of it? I slide on to his cock and he’s pretty verbal. Telling me that i feel better than pussy (confirming that it was in fact who I thought it was. ) and how he’s gonna get my boy pussy pregnant. He grunts. Cums inside my hole. Says “fuck thanks bud.” And leaves. I walk all out of the abs. Happy and full of cum. I leak onto my seat my entire drive home.

I was lucky to attend the FSM twice Berlin and once the Meat Market party in Amsterdam (all in white hoods as I’m still too paranoid) i still remember the first time, waiting nervously far from the entrance since it was my first time with more than one partner When I decided it was time to stop and just go for it and go in, I got so excited and horny when they explained the rules at the entrance since I got in a bit late it was hard to find a good spot but I managed to find a spot downstairs and went for the bar to grab a couple of drinks to ease my nerves. when the helpers came and tied the hood on my head my heart was pounding and I couldn’t wait anymore so I lobbed my hole real good, when the music turned louder and the stallions got in I started with with the poppers, which only caused my hole to twitch in anticipation! it took a couple of minutes (time really runs differently when blinded) but when I first felt a finger up my hole I gasped, I think the stallion felt it cause I heard him say something to a guy standing next to him All this time I was high on poppers and a few moments later he removed his fingers and shoved his thick dick up my pussy and started fucking HARD (I was so happy I stretched my hole all day with my dildo and plugs while thoroughly cleaning up) i started moaning real loud and just got lost in the moment, i think it attracted some more stallions cause I felt hands touching me all over and feeling my stretched pussy while I was getting fucked. This went for a while till my stallion broke off, slapped my ass and told the rest I had a tight hole, this made me wiggle my ass and hit the poppers in anticipation for the next cock. Didnt have to wait much longer than a few seconds till I felt thick fingers stretching my more then shoving the entire length of the dick up my pussy for another rough fuck, this guy has a different style and he was making me moan louder like a bitch in heat, which caused more stallions to he’d over. I lost track on how many ended up fucking me (I guess it was 30-40 in total) but I made it till the end of the event, full of lube and cum from the stallions cumming all over me (front, back and I loved it when they sprayed my face causing the hoodie to be damp with cum and I got high on the smell!) with puffy ass lips I headed back to the hotel (Axel) and my pussy was buzzing! i was so horny and proud of myself achieving this I felt like I needed more so I hopped on Grindr and Romeo, found a couple in my hotel and they ended up spitroasting me and I even got DPd for the first time that night which made me cum hands free! After almost 2 hours, they both unloaded in my mouth and I went back to my room with a sore, sloppy pussy and slept like a baby

I had seen him around on a few of the hookup sites...m4sn, adam4adam, bbrts. He was in his late 60s, thin with a nice uncut cock and openly poz in his profile. Years before I started thinking about taking a poz shots up my neg hole he sent me little messages about liking my pics, wanting me to make his cock feel good, asking me if I like older guys, and other creepy old guy stuff. I read them but ignored his advances at the time. I guess he moved on to other people but I kept seeing him pop up. After getting into more risky situations this year (taken two known poz loads so far) I went onto one of my regular sites and did a search for poz top guys in the area. His profile popped up again and I was instantly drawn to it. The older, creepy, thin, poz guy was getting me excited. He had a thin face with sunken eyes, a flat six-pack and still had that nice hard uncut cock...with a cockring around it to keep it hard. He was also online at the time and must have seen that I looked at his profile since he sent me a message right away..."hi bud u have a nice ass" Short message but I knew what he wanted. I responded to him this time and asked if he tops bb. He replied and said yes he prefers bb but reminded me that he's poz. I made sure he knew I was okay with that and wanted him to bb my hole all the way…and that I wanted to hookup soon. He didn't get back to me until that night but he responded with "just so u know what your getting into. will try to go to the book store about 10:30 to 11. Maybe see u there and give u some dic. Got my cockring and viagra ready. I'm sure horney." That was in a couple hours so I got my equipment out to clean my hole. It took a bit to get everything running clear and then I showered. Around 10 I shot him a message back that I would be there...didn't say how we would find each other but somehow I knew it would work. With my hole ready I took my small plug and slid it in with some lube. I decided to wear it in me to the bookstore to give his cock easy access. You can tell how many cruisers there are at the place by how many cars are parked backed into the spots. The casual guys who are looking for mags, dvds and toys don't bother but the ones who are there for more than that don't want their license plates out in the open (yes i live in a state without front plates). There were only a few cars in the lot and two backed in so I hoped one of those was my older daddy top. After going in I could feel that my hole had loosened up...the plug was starting to come out a little so I reached back and pushed it in all the way again. I bought $10 in tokens so I'd have plenty of time in case he was late. After turning the corner and going through the curtain to the back booth area I saw him right away. No mistaking that thin older face I saw in the pictures. He was standing outside the booths slowly wandering up the hallway. As I walked toward him I felt my heart pumping and racing. I knew this was my poz daddy. He looked back at me and I winked and motioned with my head to go into a booth. I went into an empty booth and dropped a couple tokens but left the door open. It took him a bit but he followed inside and slowly closed the door. "Finally get to meet you bud" he said. "How did u know it was me?" I asked him. "I know that hungry bottom look…still want my dick?" I reached out to his crotch and felt something already hard. It was surprisingly hard compared with the rest of his gaunt body. We both looked at each other then he moaned and started to undo his buckle. Without saying anything I dropped to my knees and finished freeing his cock. I wrapped my hand around it and pulled his foreskin back a little to exposed the head more. It felt strong and potent. I licked the shaft all the way from his balls to the tip then sucked on the head for a few seconds. I knew they contained some sweet and dangerous seed. He put his hand on the back of my head and gently pulled me toward him at the same time he thrust forward. He held there and let out and big breath of pleasure. He really liked my mouth enveloping his cock and I liked making him feel good. I could feel his tangy and syrupy precum at the back of my throat. It kept leaking and I kept swallowing. I knew it already contained his poz bugs and I wanted whatever came out. He let me doing my thing on his shaft and head for a few minutes. I matched his every subtle thrust and got a feel for the pace and depth he liked. At first I kept my hand wrapped around the base so his cock didn't choke me but I decided to grab his ass with both hands and get him to thrust all the way into my throat. I took hold and opened up my throat until my nose and lips were all the way down. I felt the swollen head in there and was able to stand it with only a couple gags. He tightened his ass and let me hold it there. Then he let out a sharp breath and a couple more then whispered "oohhhhh ohhh yeah, oohhh yessssss" "your gonna make me cum" soft enough so only I could hear it. "Mmmm yeah I want your poz load daddy" I told him. I grabbed the lube from my pants pocket and squirted some on his wet shaft. It almost didn't need any lube but I jerked him off until his cock was sloppy. I came to my feet and turned around with my back facing him. Without saying anything I undid my pants and bent over. Then I reached back to pull out the plug that was still lodged deep in my hole. I could feel the coolness of the air on my open hole as the plug came free. "Fuck yeah that's hot bud" He said. "Come on give it to me" He stepped closer and rubbed the head up and down my crack. Then I felt it zero in on my hole. The head slipped in easily but he left it there for a bit as he took a better grip on my hips. He slowly drove it all the way home then pulled me into him to get it even further inside my hole. I could hear him keep whispering Oooooohhhh Ooooohhhhhh. None of us said anything, just our mutual sounds of pleasure between us. He started pumping me and squeezed my ass with every thrust. As he got a bit faster I could tell he was breathing harder. Then he pulled out half way and started jerking off his cock while it was still inside of me. His strokes got shorter and faster. His moans got higher and higher and I knew it would be soon. Then suddenly he said "here it comes" and thrust in all the way while he grabbed my ass with both hands. I felt him swell inside me and start to throb as his balls pumped their dangerous load inside me. He held himself tight into me for about a minute as he shuddered and shook. I could feel him twitch every time I squeezed my ass down on him and knew I was helping all of that cum into my hole. I couldn't believe this was already my third known poz load. I didn't feel nearly as guilty as I did my first time. It's definitely something that gets easier and more addictive after the first time. After another minute he pulled out and pulled up his shorts. I stood up a bit light-headed and could feel something dripping down my leg. He took my lubed plug from the top of the tv and slid it back in my hole. This seems like a good idea so I pushed it all the way then pulled up my pants to keep it in place. After he was all put back together he opened the door and left down the hallway. I decided to stay a couple minutes to regain my composure. Holy shit what a hot fuck. The lot still had a couple cars when I got into mine but things looked pretty deserted. We got to have our own private moment by ourselves in the privacy of a booth. It was past midnight when I got home and I felt like going right to bed. I felt like keeping my plug inside all night which felt amazing as I lay there on my back. When I woke up the next morning it was surprisingly still in place. I went into the bathroom to see what my hole was like. After pulling it out my hole felt a little wet but there was no cum to push out. All of his seed had been absorbed into me.

I sat sipping whisky, my ass sore, and with a deep feeling of sick satisfaction while a fine load of AIDS cum seeped out of my ass into my shorts. The guy that made the deposit sat across the bar sipping his drink, a smug look on his face. It's not every day an AIDS troll gets to pass his disease to a neg bottom. The geolocator on BBRT showed a top in the area that looked hot, a possible source of dirty, sick, deadly sex. The guy looked to be fucking hot, dirty, sick, literally. He called himself AIDSgftr. He was in his fifties, had been poz for twenty plus years, never on meds, and was highly infectious. I wanted his evil load. His pics clearly showed his sickness, wasted face and body, swollen belly, a few Kaposi's spots, but his cock was magnificent: long, hard, thick, uncut and drooling, a large PA that was sure to rip my ass open. I'd been a bugchaser for years, had taken several poz loads but none had taken, I was still neg. The sick thrill I got when some faggot pumped high VL HIV positive cum pumped into my guts had worn off quite a lot as the loads never had taken. It seemed I couldn't get infected. But as I knew that full blown guys had very high viral loads, soaring to astronomical as they neared death, taking a highly infectious AIDS load from a disease-riddled troll like AIDSgftr would be the ultimate in death bound bugchasing. I tracked him to a sleazy dive in a deserted block, all vacant lots or boarded up rattraps. The place was a magnificent example of a bottom feeder's dream, Not that old for the area, maybe from the fifties, cheaply built to start and gone downhill for 60 years. There were a half dozen old derelicts sitting at the bar. I took a seat and got a shot of bourbon. Now the AIDSgftr was very near me. BBRT showed him within 30 feet. An email popped. It had a couple of pics attached. "I'd love to fuck your neg ass and infect you with HIV, give you my AIDS. I'm full blown AIDS, and if I fuck you, I'll infect you. You know you want it. I will infect you with HIV. I will give you my AIDS." One of the pics showed him grinning toothlessly into camera while he fucked a bent over bottom. The caption above his head said, 'This can be you, tonight!' Another pic showed him fucking a really wasted, obviously diseased bottom. His grin was broader, evil, the caption chilled and excited me 'He died of my AIDS last week. You're next!' I looked over at the diseased fuck, he grinned at me, toothless mouth gaping exactly like the pic. If he could get it up long enough to ejaculate in my ass and fill my guts with billions of deadly AIDS bugs, I would get the disease I'd been seeking. He jerked his head towards the back of the bar as an email pinged on my phone, then got up and walked that way. "Bathroom, now. It's your turn to get bugged." My legs were shaky as I walked back to the bathroom, every man in the place looking at me. I wondered if they all knew I was a queer who was about to take another queer's load. That was scary. And hot. I was going to return to the bar with a load of AIDS cum in my guts. He was leaning against the sink, coat and pants open at the front, a large belly sticking out above his drooling cock. Figuring he needed help to get his diseased dick hard, I dropped to my knees and got to work. His cock was large, half hard, foreskin lapped over a large PA. I sucked eagerly as I pulled him to me, hands on his withered ass. He was soon fully erect, more than a mouthful of long, thick dick oozing lots of precum, mmm, AIDS precum, yum! A hand grabbed my hair and pulled, that was all the hint I needed. My eyes had adjusted to the light and as I rose I could see his legs, also withered and spotted with Kaposi's. The gaunt body, the belly and the spots made me queasy. I'd never seen a man as obviously diseased, but, he was plenty strong enough to push me around and his cock was big, hard and dripping. He pushed me up against the sink, grabbed my hips and humped. I bleated as the PA ripped into my hole and he pushed eight inches of meat into my ass and then started fucking hard, dropping me into bottom bitch heaven. This was the hottest sex I'd had in months! I grunted as he fucked me hard, ramming his cock into me. His hands left my hips and circled my chest, I looked at his arms and saw Kaposi's lesions, I was finally getting fucked by a guy with full blown AIDS! My dick had been hard, now it throbbed and almost shot. I had an AIDS cock fucking me! He'd ripped me when he shoved in, I felt the burn as my asshole tore. Now he was tearing me more, making me bleed, giving his bugs a clear shot at my bloodstream. I moaned and sobbed as he tore open my ass. This was the best sex I had ever had, and he was going to infect me! In fact, he probably already had. He was breathing hard, almost panting, ramming me urgently, starting to grunt softly. Fuck yeah. I knew I was about to get a gut full of AIDS cum! "Yeah bitch, fuck yeah, gonna give it to you, gonna give you my AIDS. You're gonna die from my AIDS. I'm gonna give you my AIDS, right fucking now!" I squealed and my dick squirted as he rammed in and held it still. I felt his cock swell and twitch, my ass went warm as a flood of his infected cum filled my ass. I had just taken my first load of AIDS cum! He lay on me for a few seconds, then his cock softened and slipped out. His AIDS cum ran down my leg. He pushed off me and slapped my ass. "You're a good piece of ass, bitch. We'll do this again."

Yeah, I’m a bug chaser. It didn’t take me long into my bareback bottomhood to realize that the thrill of sex increased exponentially if there was a danger element involved. So I started doing it with married men. In public places. With the partners of friends of mine. And eventually with Poz men. I must admit that the whole Poz thing really turned me on. At first I was kind of freaked out about how I got off on the idea of playing roulette with my health, but once you experience that thrill of living on the edge and letting a Poz guy stay in you when he cums... well. It’s all over from there. But this was the mid 90’s and dating/hookup apps didn’t really exist yet. And Poz guys weren’t really to be found on AOL and gay.com. At least not where I lived in middle America. What we did have in my community, though, was a small AIDS hospice. Okay, okay. I know how this sounds. Pretty sick, right? A young guy trolling an AIDS hospice for Poz cock? Preying on gay men in the last stages of life?? But that’s exactly what I did. And very successfully too, I might add. I was in my mid-20’s back then. I was decently attractive with a sort of “golly gee” innocent charm about me (that totally hid my pervy side). And I had a good ass. Total bubble butt. I mean, from the age of twelve I knew I was built to be a bottom. Anyway, I applied to be a volunteer at the hospice. I said I would love to come read to the guys or talk or just keep them company. I could come by in the evenings and on weekends when I wasn’t working. AIDS still had a strong stigma back then, so having a young gay such as myself willing to volunteer was a bit of a novelty. I was snapped up quickly. Now, don’t go thinking that I immediately started going down on and raping all the men in hospice— because I didn’t. I actually did read to them and chat and keep them company, as I had volunteered to do. But I was also developing relationships and sussing out which men might be up for some unprotected sex with an eager, 20-something bottom slut. Eventually I found Ken. Ken was in the later stages of his illness. He was still handsome, in a way, but pretty gaunt. Blonde. Sharp Blue eyes. Mustachioed. He was one that I read to on a consistent basis. But we also talked and developed a decent friendship. Once we were fairly comfortable with each other, I asked him about his past. Like, did he have a partner ever? Did he used to have lots of sex? Did he know how he became infected? Did he used to go to bath houses or anything? He smiled slyly at me and opened up about being quite promiscuous in his day. “How promiscuous?” I prompted. Which is when he started regaling me with tales of sex parties, orgies, back rooms of dance clubs, bookstores, and yes— bath houses. He’d done them all. “And I really liked it,” he said wistfully. “I just really liked sex.” In subsequent visits I prodded him for more and more details, always saying things like “Life is so different now— this doesn’t happen. Back then it was so much more... exciting.” To which he’d agree. He didn’t know how he’d become infected, but it was several years ago now- probably in the later 80’s. He laughed and confided, “Yeah, I was stupid back then. I figured since I was a top, I was immune. That only bottoms got infected. Whoops.” Hearing this I asked if he only ever topped. He shrugged. “I tried bottoming a couple times— didn’t really enjoy it. Besides, once guys saw my dick I sort of automatically became the top.” “That big, huh? You poor thing! You must have been very popular!” I laughed. “How else do you think I wound up in this bed?” He chuckled. From there, I started steering our conversations into more sexual waters. Like did he miss sex? When was the last time he had some ass, etc. He looked at me wistfully and said he hadn’t had any since a year before hospice and that he did miss it. “With all the ass I’ve had, you think I’d be satiated, but I’m not. You always want more,” He said quietly. “Yeah, I know.” I told him. “I’m such a slut for big cock, I can never get enough of it.” Then I winked at him. He actually blushed. That was as far as I pushed it for awhile, letting the seed I’d planted in his mind to germinate a little. Plus, I needed to be sure about what I was going to do and then prepare my next steps. After a couple more “innocent” visits to Ken, I was ready to take it to the next level. This time, for my reading material, I brought some gay erotica. I started reading it aloud, as I would have our other book. After it became apparent what I was reading, he stopped me. “This is a bit of a departure from our usual,” He said hesitantly. “Yeah, I know. But I wanted to mix it up. And given some of our conversations I thought you might like this change of pace.” And I kept reading. As I read, I looked over occasionally and could see him fidgeting a bit and shifting around. I also saw him casually put his hands in his lap to mask his growing erection. I smiled at this and kept on reading. It was a particularly vivid account of a young bottom going to the baths and getting bred by stud after stud- cum leaking out of his chute. After the account of the fourth load from a particularly randy well-hung black stud I put down the magazine and said, “Hmm. You don’t have to be shy. Let that boner be free, it’s ok. We’re both gay, and I got one too.” The chair I was reading in faced him so I shifted my legs so he could see my crotch. I saw him eye my bulge hungrily although he did blush again. But he also moved his hands for me. Holy fucking tent. “Damn Ken, you DO Have a big one, don’t you?” I said breathlessly. I could see the sheet moving slightly as his pulse made his dick jump. “Can I... can I see it? Just a peek. Please??” He looked toward the door and hesitated, and I looked him squarely in the eye and said please again. Slowly he lifted the edge of the sheet and freed his impressive cock. “Ohhh. My.” I exhaled. His Dick was beautiful. It had to be 9 inches at least. It was one of those cocks where the head wasn’t huge and flared— just behind the rim of the head his shaft grew in girth until it reached its widest point about 1/3 of the way down the shaft. Then it tapered slightly to the base. It also arced proudly out from his groin, like the weight of the end of it pulled it slightly downward. And below it all were a nice pair of low hangers, just resting on the mattress. “Damn, you are blessed aren’t you?” I whispered in awe. “Sometimes I think it was a curse,” he said. “Like, if I had an average dick maybe I wouldn’t be sick right now.” “Maybe,” I said matter of factly. “But do you really think having a smaller cock would have changed your sex drive though? I mean, I know big dick guys who have no libido at all, and small dick guys who jack off 10 times a day. All I know is that you seem to have been sexually insatiable and probably would have found a way to have tons of sex, with or without that monster.” This talk was making him lose his hard on, so I quickly said, “Hey. How about you tell ME an erotic story. Like from your bathhouse days. Don’t be a lazy bitch and entertain ME for a change.” I smiled. “Surely you must have a hot tale of a favorite fuck to share.” He smiled back slowly and said, “Oh yeah. I have a few good ones. How about I tell you about the young marine?” “Sounds good to me! Let’s hear it,” i urged. “So this was at the bath house, oh many years ago now. I was there one night and in the sling room was this young, muscle-stud. He had a ‘friend’ who was guarding the entry and whoring him out. Several guys were peering in and and watching the action so I asked the ‘friend’ what what was going on. Turns out this little muscle stud was a Marine, had just turned 21 and wanted his own 21 gun salute. The friend was helping to line up good Dick and to make sure things didn’t get out of control. So far the kid was up to 11 loads and #12 sounded like he was getting close. So I asked if I could take a turn and flashed my dick at the friend. The friend smiled and said “you’re up next”.” “Oh damn, man,” I said. “This is my total fantasy! Sorry for doing this but....” I then unfastened my pants and pulled out my throbbing cock. Ken watched me do it and made no protestations. After watching me slow stroke a few times he went back to his story. “So I hear #12 finish up— loudly. And as soon as he left the room, I walked in. The kid was fucking hot. Exactly what you’d think of when you think US Marine. Tan. Well muscled. Lanky. Buzz cut dark hair. Even the dog tags laying between his pecs. His legs were slightly furry as was his ass. The kid looked up at me and his eyes were totally blown- probably on something. Or it could have been that sex haze. Anyway, I walked up to his face so he could get a look at my cock and his eyes got real big! And then his mouth opened... So I fucked his mouth to get myself good and hard. He was choking and gagging on my cock, but also just moaning like a bitch in heat. It didn’t take me long before I was raging hard. Like I am now.” I looked back at his cock and he was back at full mast and throbbing. I scored my chair right up next to his bed so he was within reach. I think Ken knew what I was thinking, but he didn’t stop me. “Go on...” I urged. “So, I pull out of his mouth and moved to position. I look down and can see a trickle of cum leaking out his ass, as well as a good puddle on the floor. I can’t believe I’m saying this but— I bent down and scooped up some floor spunk and slathered it on my Dick. Then I pushed into him. This boy was so used and so full of cum, I really didn’t need the extra lube, but the idea was hot to me. I pushed in pretty easily to a point, then met with resistance as I got to his second ring. So I took my time and slow-stroked him with just enough Dick so I was teasing his second ring. It felt so... WHOA!” It was at this point in his story when I reached over and grabbed his cock. It startled him. “Whaaa what are you doing?” He asked in a shaky voice. “I’m helping you out, man. You need this. And I want to do this. I wanna make you cum as you finish this story.” His breath was shaky and shallow, but I kept my hand on that impressive cock and jacked it slowly. His eyes half closed and he swallowed thickly. And I knew I had him. “So, you were fucking him slowly, right up to that second ring....” I promoted. His eyes close... “Yeah. Um. So I start to tease deeper. I slow push into him and get my head up in his second ring and you would think the marine is storming Iwo Jima from the noises he starts making. I pull out and slow push in again. And again. And again. Eventually this marine is grunting and Ooo Rah’ing and taking it like a goddamn champ. So I really start giving it to him. Hard. The sling chains are singing and my groin is totally covered in cum spatter as all the other loads are being fucked out of him and deeper into him. He’s going cum crazy and bucking into me to take all I can give. I look back at the door and like 5 guys are watching us fuck. I know I can’t hold out much longer and thankfully I don’t have to. Suddenly the kid cries out and I see cum shooting from his Dick all over his chest and belly. I can feel his ass spasming around my cock and that’s about all she wrote. I ram it it hard, as deep as I can, and I flood his fucking slut marine guts. He’s whimpering and moaning and I and I am so turned on that I keep cumming and cumming and... AGGGH.” Ken’s cum shoots in a perfect arc from his Dick and spatters the sheets. The next spurts drip down my hand and onto his balls. When his orgasm subsided, I got up, put my hard cock away, and got him a wash cloth. I then cleaned up the mess. “Looks like someone had been saving up quite a load,” I said with a grin. Ken couldn’t meet my eyes. I think he felt embarrassed or something. I covered him with a sheet and patted his leg. “Dude, that was incredibly hot and I regret nothing. In fact, I hope we can do this again.” Ken didn’t say anything, but.. was that a tiny nod? After that, I would pepper in my visits with some erotic reading, and it would end with Ken telling me of one of his escapades while I jacked him. It was definitely hot- but time to take it to the next level. About a month after our first JO encounter, I started a more frank discussion with him involving his status. “So, did you still have as much sex after you became positive or did it kind of stop after that.” He grew quiet and didn’t answer for a time. “It stopped… for awhile.” he sighed. “But sex is hard to give up. Did you switch to condoms then?” I inquired. “Mostly…?” he whispered. “Bareback sex is even harder to give up, isn’t it? It’s ok, trust me I get it. You can tell me. I’m not here to judge you- we’re friends.” This seemed to open Ken up a bit. “When I was diagnosed, I sort of… shut down. I withdrew and basically stopped all sex cold turkey. I wasn’t partnered at the time, so I didn’t have to worry about that pressure. Heck, I didn’t even jack off. I just sort of became a sexual zombie. Eventually I was finding myself checking out guys again. Getting horny. Getting those ‘inconvenient boners’ during the day. I started jacking again. And then I got the urge to fuck again. I tried some hookups where I used condoms, but … they didn’t work out so well. I just couldn’t stay hard being all gloved up, and I would end up disappointing the bottom. So I kind of gave up the idea of sex again. Until…” he trailed off. “You fucked a guy bareback and gave him your poz load.” I said. Ken looked up at me with a startled look on his face. “Yeah. I mean no. I mean, I didn’t really mean to, but… it just sort of happened.” “It’s okay Ken. We’re sexual beings and you must have been insanely horny. So, this was your first time fucking bare as an HIV positive man— and I gather that you liked it. Tell me about it?” It looked like he was struggling with something internally. His face contorted a bit and he wouldn’t look at me. So I grabbed his hand and held it for awhile and we sat in silence for a few minutes. “I’m worried what you’ll think of me, but…. “ “I was so damn horny. It had been almost a year since my diagnosis and no real sex. I was going out of my mind. One afternoon I found myself on autopilot and sort of ‘came to’ when I was standing outside my favorite old adult bookstore. I went in and paid my 5 bucks and headed to the back. It wasn’t very crowded and honestly I didn’t even know what I was doing there. I didn’t know what I wanted but I knew I needed to get off. Maybe jack off watching others? Maybe a BJ? I didn’t know. I wandered around for a few and noticed that the glory hole booths were busy. There were these two particular booths that had a decent sized glory hole. I noticed a few lurkers hanging in this area, so I figured some guy was giving BJ’s. So I leaned up against the wall to watch. It wasn’t long before one door opened and this hispanic construction worker came out and was fastening up his pants. He headed for the exit and one of the other lurkers took his place in the empty booth. It wasn’t long before we could hear some groans and movement noises coming from these booths. And the booths, being flimsy plywood, were kind of shaking a bit. So it became apparent that more than just a BJ going on. I look over and the other guy has his fly open and is jacking a pretty decent piece of uncut meat…. “ By now Ken was hard, the retelling had him excited. So I reached over pulled back the sheet and took him in hand, as usual. He flinched a little, but let it happen. He still wouldn’t look at me though, his head was facing the other way out the window as he remembered. “So the guy in booth 1 cums loudly and the booth rocking stops. About a minute later, he comes out with a big smile on his face and heads for the exit. Now there are just two of us ‘lurkers’, and we look at each other. The other guy is older, kind of hard to tell his age really. Maybe 60? Looks a bit… sick… you know? Probably similar to how I look now And I knew. I KNEW he was poz. And yet there he was, jacking his cock at the book store…. He raised his eyebrows at me as if asking if I was heading in or not? I shook my head, and he walked into the empty booth. He didn’t close the door. So I found myself slowly walking up and watching. The old guy fed his dick through the hole and started moaning as I heard the wet sounds of a hungry mouth going to town on his cock. ‘Fuck yeah, suck it faggot,’ he whispers harshly. In my head I know this guy is poz and he’s just letting this guy suck him. In my head I’m really conflicted, but I can’t look away. And I’m… really turned on. Soon the wet sucking noises stop and I hear that unmistakable click noise of lube bottle being opened. I know what’s going to happen and again I’m watching it all go down and not saying anything. The old guy moans and I know the guy on the other side of the wall just sheathed that uncut cock in his ass. The booth starts moving slowly and I can hear the wet sound of ass fucking. My cock is so hard at this point it’s like it wants to tear a hole in my pants to get out.” In my hand, Ken’s cock is mirroring his cock in the story. He’s wickedly hard as he’s retelling this and I just keep jacking him. I stop just long enough to spit on my hand and go back. Ken makes a small noise in his throat, then goes back to his story. “The old guy starts really fucking into this dude’s ass through the glory hole. I’m basically in the booth with him at this point, my face close to the glory hole so I can see his cock going in and out of this ass. I can tell he’s getting close by his wheezing, when suddenly he stiffens up and grunts a few times and I know. I know his load, his… sickness… is shooting into the ass on the other side of the wall. I feel like I should say something. I feel like I should have stopped it before it got this far. But I didn’t. I just watched it all happen while my cock betrayed me in my pants. And I kept watching as the old guy slowly pulled out of the ass with a wet plop. Yup. Definitely no condom on that. He zips up and pats my shoulder. ‘It’s worth it,’ he says. And he exits the booth, leaving me alone in there. I see a finger extend into the glory hole from the other side. The international symbol for ‘stick your dick through, i’m waiting’. At this point I’m basically beyond the point of no return, so I close the booth door and open my pants. I hear the appreciative “DAMN” from the other side of the wall an I know he’s eyeballing my cock through the hole. He sticks his finger through again and motions to me. And before I know it, i’m feeding my dick through the hole. It was all I could do not to cum when I felt his mouth around my dick. It had been so damn long! I let him suck me for awhile, then I felt him pull off. Felt him apply the lube to my dick. I knew this was my chance to pull back… to stop. But I … I didn’t. And then I felt him slowly push his ass back onto my dick. The warm, wet heat enveloped me and I almost cried it felt so good! But I also was so conflicted— I was in this ass raw. And even though I’m pretty sure the previous guy just left a toxic load in there, that wasn’t me. Or was it? All I know is that fucking ass without a condom felt so damn good. I’m so turned on that I know I won’t last much longer. This guy is slamming his ass back onto my dick and fucking himself with it and I’m just standing there pressed against the booth wall letting him. I felt the orgasm building in my balls. I knew I was close. I knew I could pull out and spray all over the booth floor. I knew all this… and I let him keep fucking onto me. I needed the release. I needed to fuck. And then… it happened. I was cumming in him. I was in a post orgasmic haze— barely remember pulling out and zipping up. After a minute or two I stumbled out of the booth just as the other guy was coming out of his. We looked at each other. The guy was in his mid 40’s. Handsome. Dressed in suit pants, white shirt, and a tie. And had a wedding ring on. He saw me see it, and he just shrugged and smiled. ‘Thanks for that!’ he says. After that monster, I’m done.’ And he turned and was out the exit.” Ken paused here in his story and I still jacked his cock. I don’t know what prompted me to push, but I did. “That must have been a shock. Seeing that you just put your dirty load into a guy with a wife and kids, huh? Especially for your first time raw fucking as a poz man. I bet you felt sick about it… and turned on, too.” Ken finally looked at me. “Yeah. At first I was angry. I was all “You stupid fucker! You know you shouldn’t fuck without a condom! You have a wife!” “But it was hot because he WAS married and he WAS careless. Which made it all the hotter. Plus he’d taken god knows how many other loads that day. At least 3. Breeding married men is aways the holy grail… right?” I said all while jacking Ken’s cock more quickly. Ken’s eyes were boring into me. “Fuck yes. Stupid married men, thinking with their dicks … and asses. It’s almost like they’re asking for it. Asking to be caught.” “Asking to be infected,” I whispered. “Getting what they deserve,” he says. “Which is what made it easier the next time, and the next time, and the next time…giving all those stupid fuckers your toxic seed. How many did you fuck and fill, Ken?” That’s when I took his cock into my mouth and started sucking him while I still jacked. “Oh jesus,” Ken moaned quietly and I felt his hand come to the back of my head. I finally had his monster cock in my mouth and I lovingly sucked it and worked the head with my tongue. “Shit, I’m gonna…” Ken managed and he struggled to pull away. But I just gripped his cock and kept my mouth planted right where it was. Spurt after spurt of bitter, salty cum filled my mouth, but I swallowed it greedily. I kept him in my mouth until his cock started to soften- the last dribbles of semen pearling onto my tongue. Ken’s hand was still resting on the back of my head. When I finally released him from my mouth, he said “You shouldn’t have done that. I shouldn’t have done that. I’m really sick, man.” He looked away from me sheepishly. “Ken, you know that the risk of transmission orally is very small. Also, I’ve been wanting to do that for months.” I tell him. He looked at me, with a bit of sadness in his eyes. “I’m going to let you in on a secret,” I tell him as we look at each other. “I’m not a nice boy who volunteers at an AIDS hospice and secretly pines for a boyfriend and two dogs and a house in the burbs. No. I’m a naughty boy. Sometimes I have anonymous sex. I don’t always fuck with a condom. I let guys cum inside me. Sometimes even if I don’t know their status. And sometimes…” I see something flicker across his gaze. “Even when I DO know their status.” “I love taking those loads best of all.” And I winked at him. A couple weeks later, I was back at Ken’s bedside for our reading time. But tonight was going to be different. Tonight was the night. I was going to get his cock and load inside me— unless he had a sudden attack of conscience and wouldn’t let me. I had come prepared. I had cleaned out thoroughly, prelubed my hole, and had lube and poppers in my backpack. I was also wearing a pair of gym shorts that I had cut strategically in the back for access. I pulled out the erotic fiction from his nightstand and read a good story to get Ken in the mood. It worked like always and soon he was tenting up that bedsheet. I put down the magazine. “So, tonight I thought maybe we’d do something different,” say. I see him look at me quizzically. “I thought perhaps I’d tell you one of my stories instead? Something… naughty.” Ken licked his lips and nodded approval. “So, there’s this guy I was hot for. Older than me, but handsome. Blonde— like you. Blue eyes, too. We chatted for a long time before I finally got up the courage to make a move on him.” I reached over and grabbed his throbbing cock. “We did some minor stuff— just hand jobs and blow jobs mostly. Turns out the guy is fucking hung like a racehorse! Fucking jackpot! I seriously can’t get enough of his big dick,” I said while jacking him. Ken’s eyes look black as his pupils are complete dilated as he watches me. “I mean, I love sucking that big fucker,” I said as I bent down to suck on Ken’s cock for awhile. “But I need more, you know? I’m a slutty bottom that craves big cock. And if this awesome guy won’t give me his, then I’ll just go to a bookstore and take some random strangers through a glory hole— you know?” Ken’s breath is coming faster now as I continue to suck him a bit. “So one night, I make my move and try to get this guy to FINALLY put it in me already! Only that’s when he springs it on me. He’s HIV positive. He doesn’t like fucking with condoms and he doesn’t want to risk infecting me, so he doesn’t want to fuck me.” I look at Ken as I pause in my story. “So I started sucking his cock and I tell him that I don’t care. That I want him to fuck me bare. That I want to— no, NEED to feel him cum inside me. I tell him I’ve let other men fuck me bare and some of them have probably been poz too. Heck, I might even be infected now and I may not know it. I’m so slutty and careless it’s almost like I DESERVE to get it, you know? Just another stupid bottom thinking with his hole. And whether he fucks me or not, nothing is gonna change this.” I feel Ken’s cock twitch and jump in my hand as I say all this. I then casually reach into my back pack and get out the lube and poppers. Ken’s breath hitches in his chest. I open the lube and start slathering his massive member. Ken’s eyes don’t leave mine. “So, this guy finally relents. I lube him up, open my shorts, lube my hole a bit, then get on top of him,” i say as I climbing onto his bed and mimicking all the actions coming out of my mouth, “and take a massive hit of poppers because I know I’m gonna need them.” I hit the poppers hard. “And then I slowly— finally— lowered myself onto him,” I whispered. It was like being torn open. Even with the poppers, Ken’s cock was huge. Easily the biggest I’d ever taken in my life to that point. It was the thick part just past the head that was the trick. I had to pull off, relube him, hit more poppers and slowly inch my way through that thick part as my hole burned in protest. Then there was a ‘pop’ as that thick spot suddenly breached my hole, and it got easier. I slid all the way down. Ken hissed as I hilted myself onto his dick. His hands found my hips. “The guy’s cock was massive, but I’d wanted it for so long inside me that I took it like a champ. And then I started riding him slowly. I wanted him to feel every inch of my insides and know that I wanted him there.” I rode Ken slowly up and down, getting myself used to his dick. Occasionally I stopped for poppers. “This guy had told me stories about his past… how much ass he’d fucked. I just hope mine would live up to the others. And, truth be told, I loved the fact that his dick had been in so many guys and it was finally my turn.” “I know this guy said he was conflicted about fucking me, but his raging hardon said otherwise. He loved it. And I know that in his secret heart of hearts, that he loved breeding guys with his poz seed. He loved fucking bare and dumping his toxic DNA into as many asses as would take it. Breeding all these guys who would never ask for a condom. Never ask about status. Just take whatever load in their cumhungry cunts. I know he didn’t like to admit it to himself and he probably felt ashamed for doing it. And even more ashamed for being so goddamn turned on by the idea that he’s infected dozens, if not hundreds of guys by now.” “Yeaaaaaah,” Ken moaned quietly as I continued to ride him. “I told this guy that it was ok. I understood. We all had that biological urge to procreate, and this was our way. Making sure a little bit of us lived on in others. And I told him I was a willing vessel. In fact, I wanted him to cum in me. I wanted it to be HIS cum that infected me. I didn’t want to be like he was and not know where the virus came from. I wanted the moment to be memorable. I wanted to KNOW. And I wanted him to know that he was the one.” I was riding the full length of Ken at this point. I had opened up to where his cock was plunging into my second ring on each thrust and I was leaking precum into my gym shorts with every bounce on his cock. Ken was helping guide me as he grabbed my hips. “Do it Ken. Cum in me! Fill me! I want you to be the one! Please??? Be the one who knocks me up!” Ken’s eyes flicked open and he grabbed my hips hard as he thrust up into me. His cock was buried well up into my second ring when I felt the pulses. The throbs. The wet heat. Ken’s AIDS cum was shooting so deep into me that I knew it would take. And I filled my gym shorts with my own seed as I spontaneously came from the knowledge that I was taking a living part of Ken and continuing the line. Ken shuddered and we stayed welded together until his cock had softened enough to easily come out of my ass. As I pulled off of him I bent down and kissed him lightly on the lips. “Thank you,” I whispered. I got off the bed, grabbed a wash cloth and started to clean him off. There was a little blood on the rag after I washed off his dick. He saw it and his eyes got big and I could see him wondering if he had hurt me. “Dude, you have a massive cock- the biggest that’s ever been in me. I was expecting this. Maybe next time I’ll be a bit more loosened up.” And I smiled at him as I went to the wash room to clean myself up. Ken and I fucked a few more times, but it wasn’t long before his health took a turn and before I knew it, he was gone. At least I got to be by his side when he left this world; for that I’m grateful. And yes, I did get sick after our fuck sessions. Sure enough, I had caught the ‘fuck flu’. Testing confirmed it. Given the timing, I knew it was Ken’s doing. And I was grateful for that ,too. I kept volunteering at the hospice after that. I mean, it wasn’t like Ken was the only guy I spent time with during my visits, but Ken was the only one I had cultivated a fuck relationship with. Until Mark. One evening I was visiting Mark and as I was preparing to read to him he stopped me. “Um, I was wondering if you could maybe read this tonight instead,” he asked. He pulled out the magazine of erotic fiction that I had given Ken for our sessions, and he handed it to me. I smiled. “Uh, Ken said that you would read to him out of this and it was very, um… stimulating. I was hoping that maybe we could do the same?” Yes Mark. I was positive that we could do the same.

Please ignore any random spelling errors or odd punctuation my iPad key bored is horrible haha. Everyone remembers the first time they stepp out and play with someone else.... I was a married 28 year old living in a new city. My husband had been relocated by his employer and his new job had him traveling three times a month to different parts of the country. Life was great for us. We had been married for six years, his job provided us with plenty of perks, and we were happily monogamous. Seattle was everything we had heard, amazing food, great views, and plenty of eye candy. The only downfall of his new job was he never had time to go out, so our friend pool was super shallow. Each time he went out of town I found myself stuck at home and bored out of my mind. I had yet to find a new job, so my days at home consisted of me watching Netflix, binging on porn, and eating whatever I wanted. We weren’t gym god gays at all. The husband was a typical midwestern guy with blonde hair, blue eyes, and a towering height of six foot 3. He weighed a little over 260 lbs, and was the definition of a bear. I on the other hand was a 5 foot 7 furry brown haired cub. Not really fat, but a nice mixture of husky, and the remains of muscles from my teenage years playing football in high school. Our sex life was the standard married sex life. We fucked twice a week and always in the same position. Even though my husband was a big bear, he was the biggest bottom ever. He rarely fucked me and when he did he was never able to cum in my ass like I craved. In the six years of our marriage, he was only able to breed me once and that took me riding him while he did nothing. Super exciting right? We had been in Seattle for a little over a month, and we hadn’t had sex since we moved. Jack was busy working almost everyday, and he didn’t get home until well after 7 pm. Each night I would greet him with a glass of wine and dinner in hopes he would be in the mood. Each night it was the same answer. “I’m so tired, lets have sex tomorrow morning.” Each morning passed and here I was sexless and frustrated. Each passing day allowed my mind to wander more and more. I was starting to notice more guys when ever I went out, and I caught myself going grocery shopping at stores in the gay district. II never planned to do anything outside of the house, but as we all know, our dicks will lead us to doing crazy things. Jack had just left for a two week trip to Boston, and I finally had it. A little flirting on an app wouldn’t be considered cheating right? We had downloaded scruff when we moved in hopes that it would gain us some friends to explore town with. Jack did not know however that I had also downloaded Growlr, and set up a profile with just some body shots. I had used this a few times to dirty chat with guys, trade pictures, and jack off when he wasn’t home. It’s was an absolute rush to chat with someone who didn’t know me and see what they would do to me. I always focused on guys that were from out of town in hopes that they would never see me in real life. I knew jack would kill me if we ran into a guy on the street that I had sexed with. Jack had been gone for five days, and my diick was constantly hard. No matter how many times I jacked off I was still horny as fuck. It was 8 pm on a a Friday night when I jumped in the shower. I knew I was going to have some fun with some of our toys and I wanted to be nice and clean. I had logged on to growler and woofed a few guys before showering. As a scrubbed down my body fur I heard the familiar noise of an incoming message. The noise caused my dick to rise instantly. By the end of my shower I was clean and ready to have night in with me, my poppers, and a 10 inch dildo named Stan. II dried off, grabbed my phone and went to lay down on my bed. Not only had I received a message, the guy had unlocked his pics, and sent me a few more. We exchanged the normal, hey....what’s up....horny? Conversation. He told me his name,that was in town on business, and asked if I ever played with married guys on the DL. When I read this I started to leak precum. I told him that I was also married and that my husband was out of town and that we were also monogamous. The conversation kept going normallly until he asked me if I got off on cheating. This wa something I had never really thought about, but as I laid there stroking my dick I realized that I was really getting into the idea of it. “It’s somthing I hadn’t really ever thought of. We have been monogamous our entire relationship” ”Same. Well he thinks we have been. I started playing around when I traveled a few months ago and the rush of a new dick is insane.” ”Oh really? Don’t you feel guilty?” ”I did at first. But then when I bred the second guy I played with that all went out the door!” When I read the word bred, I felt an orgasm building. But instead of shooting I stopped jacking off and took a deep breath. I thought to myself that maybe I should just delete the app and go to bed. I wasn’t about to go cheat on my man and take a strangers load. II slowly typed a message back with shaking fingers. “Oh wow. Don’t you worry about catching something? “ ”Nah...as a top its rare to get an STD that isn’t treatable with something, and I only fuck neg guys.” ”I guess that makes sense.” Our conversation continued, and we kept sending pics back and forth. Paul was totally my type. He was a ginger bear in his early 40s with a ton of body hair and a thick uncut cock. It was when he started to send pictures of him breeding a guy that I felt the start of an orgasm coming on. I stopped jacking off and we continued to chat. “So Chris, doo you think I could get a face picture?” ”Uh....I don’t really send those since my man doesn’t know I have this app.” ”Oh, cmon, I’m not from here, im a cheater myself and I wouldn’t show anyone. Be a good son and show daddy a face pic.” That was it. He had found my weak spot calling me son. Without realizing what I was doing, I held my phone above me and took a picture that showed my fave and my furry body. The moment I hit send I felt a twinge in my stomach. What was I doing? I took another deep breath and heard a message alert tone. ”Damn son...you are one cute fucking cub. I love the beard and those eyes just suck you in. Dont you wanna be a goood boy and come ride daddy’s cock? I mean, it says were only .2 miles from each other. So my airbnb must be pretty close.” Damn, the guy was super close and was now calling me son. I could feel my dick starting to take over my mind. Would meeting the guy really be that bad? I mean, maybe I could have him over for a glass of wine? ”Oh you’re a bad daddy! Trying to get me to cheat.” ”Son, I think you’ve already made the decision. You sent me a face in after all.” He was right. The fact I had sent him a face pic and called him daddy had told him that I wanted his dick inside of me. My ass twitch at the thought of taking his thick uncut cock raw. ”Son, wouldn’t it be hot to be bred in the bed you share with your man? Wouldn’t it be sexy to take your daddy’s load while you bite his pillow? Trust me, a night of me fucking you and you’ll never forget me...ever.” ”That does sound hot...I haven’t ever thought that cheating on my husband would ever be something I would do....” ”See son, your already becoming ok with the idea of taking my dick bareback and letting me give you what you’ve always wanted a needed.” ”Would you be ok with coming here and having some wine and just seeing what happens? I mean, if we just jack off next to each other that’s just as fun right?” “Sure son, I love a good wine, and I love looking at a cub jacking off. When can I come over? I froze before I wrote the next message. Was I really about to invite a guy over and possibly have sex with him? I slowly typed my next messsage and took a minute before I hit send. “you can com over now. I just showered and have a few bottles of red already out. Here’s my address.” ”Looks likewise only a five minute walk son. I’m on my way.” When he sent this my dick hardened to the point of it hurting. I had just invited over a guy that wanted to pump a load into me. I quickly ran downstairs and opened a bottle of wine and chugged down half of it. I knew I needed liquid courage too do what I was about to do. Before I knew it I heard a knock at the door. As I went to answer it I realized that I was naked, great I thought to myself. What a way to answer the door. Paul stood at the door wearing gym shorts and a sweatshirt. I could see he didn’t have a shirt on under it and I guessed he was camando as well. “Wow son, what a way to greet your daddy!” I went to cover my junk and I blushed. ”YEah...I was jacking off in bed when you messaged me. I can throw on some underwear if you like.” ”Up to you. Though I wouldn’t mind seeing you in a jock if you have one. “ He smacked my ass as he entered the door. “Wow. What a nice place you have!” I heard him call as I ran upstairs for a jock. ”Yeah, we just moved here a few months ago” I called back down as I grabbed a jock and slid it on. “The husband works for a big company and they offered to give us a package that included money to move into a place. “ By the time I finished saying this I was back downstairs. ”Oh woof son, that jock looks great on you! You might be one of the harriest cubs Ive ever seen!” I could see him looking me up and down. I could also also see his dick rising in his gym shorts. “Why thanks Paul...erm, daddy” This sentence sealed the deal. I knew that by the end of the night I was going to have a naked man in my house that wasn’t my husband. “Would you like a glass of wine?” I asked as I poured myself some. I could feel the wine I chugged earlier taking over my mind and lowering my inhabiitions. ”Yes please! I had a long day of travel and a glass or four sounds great!” He said this while walking into the kichen. He ended up behind me and slowly moved his arms around me. I could feel his dick rubbing my ass I knew that by the end of the night we would be doing more then just jacking off. He slowly rubbed he hands on my furry stomach and down to my bulging pouch. “Wow son, someone is excited to see daddy!” I could feel his hands all over me. With each pass I grew hornier and hornier. I threw back my glass of wine, and slowly ground my ass into his dick. “It also looks like you want daddy’s dick up that furry ass.” He said this in a growling low voice right behind my ear. I could feel every breath of his on my neck. He grabbed two bottles of wine from the counter and asked me to lead him to our bedroom. My mind was racing as we walked upstairs. I was leading a man to our bedroom, and I knew I was about to do something irreversible. The moment we got into the rooom he tossed back the remaining wine from one bottle and sat them both down on the nightstand. He them looked at me directly in the eyes and I just melted. He slowly walked to me, grabbed my face and started to kiss me. The moment his tongue entered my mouth he had me. Jack was not a fan of kissing and I loved it. I felt Paul wrap his thick arms around me as we fell onto the bed. “Is this the bed you share with your husband son?” He asked me as he laid on top of me. His weight felt perfect on me and I could feel wet spots on both of us. “ Is this the bed daddy’s gonna breed you in? Your husband isn’t here to tell you to stop. But don’t worry, daddy is a better top that he is and ill fuck you better then he ever has.” We continued to kiss and grind against each other. “Yes daddy, this is our bed.” I said in a muffled tone. His mouth continued to kiss me. I felt one of his hands move down to his shorts and in one motion he ripped them off. His cock came out and popped down on my stomach. II could feel the head of his dick ooozing precum. He scooped it up and slowly moved it towards my ass. “Might as well get you lubed up a little son. Natures lube is the best for daddy to breed his son with. “ I felt his fingers part my cheaks and rub his precum on my hairy hole. “Mmmmm. Son I can feel your hole twitch” as he said this he leaked more and more precum until my stomach was soaked. For ten minutes he worked more and more of it into my ass until he was able to successfully get three fingers up me. By this time my hole was open and sloppy with his juice. I groaned and said, “Daddy that feels so good. You’re precum inside of me makes me feel so slutty.” ”You are a slut son. You’re letting daddy work his pre into you on the bed you share with your man. You’re a cheater just like your dad. “ As he said this her worked one more finger up me and he began to massage my prostrate. With each rub I moaned and moaned. He could tell that I was a bottom in need of a real man. I felt him move and he passed me the bottle of poppers from the nightstand. “ Here son take a few hits. Daddy wants to see you piggy out when I start to rub my dick.” I took the poppers, opened them up and inhaled the fumes. between the wine and the poppers I was in heaven. Daddy looked at me and chuckled, “now there’s the little piggy cub I knew you were. Your eyes look soo fucked up. Ready for my cock son?” The poppers had hit me. “Yeah daddy, give me that raw dick. Fuck a load into me. Fuck me better then my husband could ever do!” I screamed these. Words out as Paul rubbed his cock on my hole. I could feel my ring release as he slowly slid in. He was so thick that I had to take one more hit. Thankfully he had worked my hole with his precum before his assault. Inch by inch he entered me. I was feeling feelings that I hadn’t felt in years. It felt like minutes had passed when he was balls deep in me. Here I was, a married man, with a bear inside me raw....and he wasn’t my husband Daddy slowly rocked back and forth. With each rock he looked at me, “Take a few more hits son. Let your inner dick pig come out. Show daddy how much you want his gift. Show daddy that you want him to change you forever!” I took three more hits and let them roll over me. As they hit I moaned out, “Daddy fuck me. Breed me. Give me your seed!” My mind was gone. I was no longer the good husband. I was a bottom pig begging for my dads cum. “That’s it boy. Keep taking those hit. Beg me for my gift, beg me for my cum” I could see sweat dripping down his face and onto me. He looked me in the eyes as he lowered himself. As he continued to breed me, he kissed my neck and then slowly moved up to my ear. Withe a gentle bit he asked me a question, “does my son know his daddy is a gifter?” I froze. I had read things about gifters and what that meant. “Take another hit son, let daddy give you the gift that you known you’ve wanted. Once you get my gift you’ll be able to have sex with anyone.” He kissed me again and grabbed the poppers. Instead of having me huff them he soaked his gym shorts with them and held them to my face. I could smell the poppers and his sweat, I could smell the man who was fucking me, and I could smell my ultimate demise. With each smell my ass lossened more, and daddy fucked me harder and harder. I could’ve stopped him, but I wanted his load. “That’s it son. Let daddy breed you and change you forever. I can feel your ass wanting it. “ We were both sweating and I was in a popper high. Minutes of fucking went by when I saw him close his eyes and tense up. I could also feel his dick harden and I knew what was about to happen. “Son! You’re getting it. Your getting it! What a good boy! Take my poz cum!” As I felt him cum in me I grabbed his ass and pulled him in as deep as he could he go. The deed was done and with a few more thrusts I shot my load all over us. our room smelled like sweat and cum and I didn’t care. Daddy pulled out of me and fell to the bed next to me. Laying on my husbands pillow I looked down at his dick and saw a mixture of cum, spots of blood, and ass juice. He saw me looking and said, “Looks like your gonna be just like daddy after all. I always knew you’d take after my side of the family,” With that he rolled over, grabbed me and we drifted off to sleep. 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I'm Parker -- 21, 5' 10, 165 lbs. of pretty lean muscle. There's nothing big about me, but my pecs are pretty defined, my abs are toned, and I pretty much stay smooth from my years on the high school swim team. I've got short cropped brown hair, and one of those faces that will stay boyish for at least 20 years, but my jaw is defined enough to give me a manly look. So I'm told. It's my third year and college -- in a small southern town -- and I came out my freshman year after getting drunk off cranberry vodkas and bud lights and jerking off with my roommate, Ben, who turned out to be a total bottom slut, despite his 9" cock. My friends all mess around, and cheat on each other, and fuck each other, but is it really cheating if everyone is ok with it? We tend to get drunk, have sex, then never talk about it until it happens again a few weeks later. There's a group of about 7 of us, and I've both fucked, and been fucked, by all of them. But up until this point in my life, I didn't really know what good sex was. Cute college guys flopping around in bed, awkwardly getting each other off, and trying to figure out sex. But all that was about to change. It was Ben's birthday, and we were headed out to the gay bars in downtown. The typical Flex bar, filled with college guys, the makeup queens, a few muscle guys, and the old daddies. Ya know, the kinda bar where you know everyone but you keep going back, hoping to meet someone new. That night, I did. When we walked in, Ben was already sloppy drunk, and looking desperate. His pale skin and blonde hair didn't really make him that cute, and he rarely hit the gym, but there was something about him that people are attracted to. And his ass is amazing. "It's my birthday, and I HAVE to get fucked," Ben said. "If I don't find someone to go home with, will you fuck me tonight?" "Sure," I said. Hoping, and praying, it wouldn't come to that. A few drinks later, I gazed around the musky bar, not seeing anyone interesting, and giving up for the night. I hit the dance floor with the boys, feeling oddly sleepy, and desperately horny, trying to blend in. Glancing over at the cages, my eyes caught the attention of a man who would change my life, though I didn't know it at the time. He was 5'11", olive skin, buzzed head, square jaw, and loaded head to toe with muscle. The rock solid arms, the big, round shoulders, and the -- what I like to call -- "fuck me pecs." You know, the perfectly round chest that you want to feel and squeeze with your legs raised in the air with a hard cock tearing your ass apart. Yep, he had those pecs, tightly squeezing through his gray crew neck t-shirt and tight bleached jeans. I could see the outline of what looked like a pretty sizable cock bulging through his crotch. I knew I wanted that. I tried not to stare. "Parker, are you ok? Why aren't you dancing?" Ben asked. "Oh, umm, sorry - do you know who that guy is over there?" I asked. "No. But he's at least 45. Why would you even be interested," Ben responded, with a bitchy tone. And that's where I'm different from the rest of the crew. They're all focused on 20-somethings, while I'm always drawn to the daddies. No, the muscle daddies. Maybe it's because of a bad relationship with my actual dad, who knows. But I know that's what turns me on. I tried not to stare at the mystery muscle man, but I kept catching his eyes. He looked at me with a sly, southern grin. But not for too long, just long enough to make me know he was interested, but not desperate. Getting lost in the music, I turned around a few minutes later, and had to pee. I walked in the bathroom and saw Eric, from the soccer team, fucking Ben at the urinal. Ben was begging for it like a bitch in heat. I felt relieved. I wouldn't have to fuck him tonight, and after seeing the mystery muscle man, I didn't want to. I made my way to the bar, sat down, and ordered a vodka tonic. I was over it and ready to go home. The bartender, Monty, flirted with me a little. He's a cute Mexican who fucked me a few years ago when I first started coming to Flex. I thought for a few minutes about trying to take him home again. But right as I was about to order another drink, I suddenly felt a warm, scratchy stubble tickling my ear. "We're leaving, I want to be inside you." I turned, and in almost shock, I saw the muscle mystery guy, grabbing me by my arm, pulling me against the wall of the bar, and kissing me deeply. I didn't know what to say, or what to do. I dropped a $20 on the bar and left with him. Turns out, his name is John.

Hey Melbourne pigs, I'd really love to make some play videos for XTube and PornHub and I need both cast (vers/tops preferred) and crew (camera/fluffers). Anyone interested? HMU for more info, but it'll be raw and kinky for sure.

I can’t exclude that this is connecting to the klicks. I don’t know whether in English the expression klickhunter exsists, but I guess the maintainers of websites are interested in more klicks because of the advertising. So, if they write breeding more visitors will klick on the video than on a simple bareback. Moreover I many times start to watch a video under bareback label where the guys are wrapped. It annoys me more. However I find cuminside videos many times under the label creampie.

Mission accomplished! Got loads 8, 9 & 10 from the stud today, he texted me “come over for some more, I need your sweet hole” cancelled the rest of the meetings and I was headed to his place to feel his fucking huge cock in me today. 2 hours later I had 3 loads in my hole and boy did he deliver. My pussy was on fire and we are definitely going to become close friends ? gonna intreduce him to the bf this weekend ?

I agree with most of you guys, if he's in my ass bare its his right to cum deep in my ass. if I let him fuck me bare it is his choice where he wants to pump his load. if he asks me where, I tell him to cum wherever he wants (hoping it will be deep in my ass. if he asks what I prefer I always tell him deep inside) as long as he tells me when he's about to cum. its a huge turn on for me to hear him say when he's about to pump my ass full of his seed. I love it when he never asks and just cums in me. I also love swallowing his load too when he gives me the opportunity.

Dammit, now I'm gonna get banned by the mod.

I agree! It gets my cock hard just thinking about it! Hope you're all ready to meet their sons in a couple chapters!??☣☣?

My opinion on this: Bareback - not wearing a condom during the scene. Cums either inside or outside the ass. Breeding - cumming inside the ass. No pulling out. I mean, seriously, let’s look at the term itself. Breeding. Implies someone is getting pregnant. Most likely NOT going to happen if someone pulls out, dumps most of the load somewhere else, then pushes the cock inside. It really fucks me off when I’m watching a “breeding” clip and the top pulls out. Bareback, it was. Breeding, it wasn’t. </rant>

A surpise fuck at bookstore after work. I went in hoping to get blown, and I see two guys in very back messing around. A clean cut 20 something, bent over bench and getting fucked by a 60's guy. I go over and lean against wall to watch, and I notice the old guy is wearing a rubber. They're both having a good time, so I present my cock to the younger one to suck, and he's all too happy to do so. I guess the old man liked the show, as he quickly came, pulled out and threw rubber on floor as he left. The bottom pulls a rubber out of his jacket pocket, and hands it to me and says he wants me to fuck him. So I unroll the condom over my cock as it's right in his face, and as I'm walking around to his asshole, I slide the rubber right off. His hole is slick from the fucking, and I slide in deep and fuck his ass nice and steady. When I heard him coming, my balls tightened up and I shot my charged load in him as deep as I could. I stayed inside until my cock stopped twitching, and then I slid out, tucked my cock back in my jeans, and left for the exit.

Teaching my brother about the Porn Star diet to get his system ready for MAL the last 3 weeks was fun.

Friday morning, I had gotten home from working night shift a little early and was on Scruff. A fuck bud I haven't played with in a while woofed me. I'd messaged him a couple times and he hadn't responded back in the past few months and figured he must have lost interest or something. Anyway, he said he was looking for a BJ and wanted to drop by on his way to work. I said that was cool, and he said he'd let me know when on the way. Almost 2 hours go by and I figured he found someone else to blow him. Low and behold as I'm about to crawl into bed he messages me saying he's on the way. He gets here, comes inside and I drop to my knees in front of him. Grab his cock through his pants and he's already hard. He's real fucking horny. I pull his pants and shorts down and start sucking him, he sits on the sofa and I'm in heaven. He has a beautiful uncut cock that is perfect for sucking. I'm loving every minute of it. When I've been worshipping his cock for about 10 minutes he tells me he wants to fuck me, and has me get on the sofa doggie style. He pushes in me raw and starts pounding! I'm ecstatic because it's been over a year since we fucked and he wanted a condom (though he took it off halfway through) and that was the first time in a year he wanted more than head. He drops a huge load in my ass after fucking me a few minutes. I wasn't quite ready for it, but it worked out beautifully. He cleans up, leaves and I go to bed with his warm spunk in my hole.

Guys... I just came to realize that I will never stop getting my ass bred... every time I take a break the urge to get my ass bred comes back stronger than ever ! Booked a hotel room in fort Laurderdale last weekend for a single night. I arrived around 8:30pm and surprisingly the city still had a few visitors for New Years. Ended up getting right cocks in my ass on Friday night. (Two blacks, one white from Ohio massive beer can, another local white muscle bear 8.5 cut big mushroom head, an interracial couple and a Brazilian with a horse cock) I got so high on weed I couldn’t say no anymore. Just kept them coming from Grindr, BBRT, Squirt and GROWLr. Saturday morning I had around 7 guys if not mistaken. A Denver guy on his 40s. White tall linebacker type of body massive beer can dick. An average Cuban cock, one Haitian with a super thick tool, an older white daddy probably poz with a super tool. Uncut heavy balls, a white twink who lived a few blocks from the hotel and a married with woman dude super sexy. White look no idea where from however extremely sexual. He licked my feet while he was inside me. long sorry short... although I try to wear condoms to keep myself away from the STDs I just can’t resist the fact of having my inside sloppy full with warm thick cum.

I didn't know there was a name for it until reading this right now. I had an experience about 10 or 12 years ago that was like this. It was really really hot, but weird, too. I met a guy, I think it was on Craigslist. He was a str8 guy. Lived with his girlfriend. He was a mailman here in Vegas. He had told me he just wanted to get blown. He had a fairly large cock, but not overly huge. But, he said his girlfriend was lousy at sucking dick and that he loved getting blown. So, I met him one afternoon at a seedy motel after he got off his mail route. I sucked and rimmed him. I asked him to fuck me, but he said he wasn't into fucking guys. Just wanted oral. So, I continued to suck him and edge him for about 45 minutes. Finally he said he just wanted to see what it felt like to have his cock in my ass. So I lubed up my ass with spit and knelt on the bed. He slid up in me and seemed to really love the feeling. He was soon really pounding my ass. It only took him 4 or 5 minutes of fucking, before he started to groan and throb in my ass. I could feel his cum begin to fill my ass. Finally, he pulled out of me and just continued to cum, and cum and cum. It seemed he continued to cum for well over one or two minutes. He was soaking the sheets and mattress with his cum. Some of his cum even hit the headboard. I tried to catch some of it in my mouth, but it was too much for me to even try to drink. He and I were both laughing. He's saying "Sorry, dude. This just happens". I've always just thought is was just one hell of a hot experience. About 2 hours later, I just couldn't hold it in my ass any longer. I thought I was going to soil myself before I could get to a toilet. But, I made it. I swear that about half a cup of cum came out of me. I still had cum cum out the next morning.

Disappointing. But hey his profile says he hasn't been online since 2015, so maybe he has joined the heavenly brotherhood ?

1. Bring your own “special” condoms that will break on use. The top will almost never stop. Personally had several never even tell me the condom broke. ? 2. Lube your hole with Vaseline or another oil based lube before he arrives. It’ll damage the rubber. Mixed with step one and you have a sure fire method.

Only a dirty sex addict cum pig would do such a filthy thing. I'm glad to hear that im not the only cum-slut who has done this before. When you can't find any cocks or cum in local bathrooms or in the back video booths of your local porn stores. You always have plan B. And that is to fill your mouth full of all that cum on the walls and floors. Then wrap your cum covered hand around your hard cock. Lube up your own cock with all that thick cum that random strangers dumped on the floor and jerk off your cock. If your like me. You add to the fun and take a few hits of poppers. Now I'm very horny. As im jerking off my cum covered cock. I swallow some of the cum in my mouth. As im thinking about what a nasty cumhungry faggot I really am. If my girlfriend or buds could see what I was doing with all that random cum on the floor. Fuck yeah

I know everybody is entitled to their opinion and feel whatever they want but what a fucking stupid response, @Lndpozboi. It doesn't even make sense. If you were overtly scared about HIV, then you should have learned more about it to understand it and take action. You basically sound like a moth scared shitless flying straight to the flame. Besides, and no pun intended, there's absolutely nothing positive about your message. Of what "freedom" are you talking about? I do understand that not having to think about people's HIV status and being able to have sleazy sex sounds amazing but reality is very different. Do not sell a marvelous story of continous hot sex sessions when in fact by getting STDs you basically cannot do shit. And if you guys do have sex with smelly, bloody infections then you're all fucked up in the head. And do not even get me started on drugs..... Do we really need to say that drugs are heavy stuff and that many lives are ruined by them? The fuck, Now if you have a shitty life or depression or are going through a terrible time and you want to escape through sex as a coping measure, I might get that. But do not talk about it as a perfectly valid option when in fact it is an autodestructive behaviour that has nothing to do with a mature, adult sexual decision. I say all this in a bareback forum. And I say it because I've never read it before. Some of you guys actually make barebacking a sordid experience, when in fact we should be working to make it common and enjoyable for most.

Adult book stores with gloryholes used to be the places to go for anon sex, still a few good ones around but a lot went away. Maybe with the demise of craigslist they will once more be the place to cum to. Hope there will be more to cum of this great story.

In the newest scene posted on Timfuck.com where top Drew Sebastian fucks Danny Blue the top refers to his toxic load several times really fucking hot.

I went to the fickstutenmarkt and fucked 30 guys there; I played with the rules and wore condoms in the white hoods, but soon moved on to the red hoods, about 12 of them, every one of which I barebacked. 4 hours of non-stop hard fucking

Joe left the room and shortly returned with his dealer. Still before me was a tall black Adonis. He let fisting eyes go over my body. He smiled. He told Joe that he had done good and that he was going to enjoy using my hole. He asked if I was poz and Joe replied with a laugh saying we are working on that. The Dealer , Daz, laughed out loud again and said that by the time he had finished today there would be no doubt. Daz looked me in the eye and slowly took his clothes of. He stood before me showing his hot body. Then I saw it. I gasped. Between his legs hung a large black cobra. He was massive. Daz said do you think you can handle all 12inches boi. I just smiled and licked my lips. Daz then reached into his trouser pockets on the floor. He brought out a little black bag. He emptied it out. There was a bag of crystal, some points and a massive piercing. I watched as Joe picked up the piercing and threaded it through the head of his foot long snake. He then secured it with an agreeable looking spike. I knew that this was gonna hurt and I couldn't wait. Daz asked Joe how much meth he had given me. Joe told him a quarter and confirmed that it was the largest I had taken so far. Daz smiled and picked up a point. He looked at me and asked if I was ready to take his load. I nodded. I could not wait. Daz tied of my left arm and then picked up a needle. He pierced my skin and drew back to get a register. I was surprised when he then tied of my right arm, picked up another point and did the same thing. He then looked me in the eye. Released the ties and pushed the plungers down as one. The taste was strong. My heartbeat started to go ten to the dozed. Me chest felt like it was grabbed in a vice like grip. I started to panic. Then I coughed. Not just 3 or 4 times like normal but I Coulthard for a good minute. Then the rush. My ears started ringing my sight went multichromed and blurred. My body became warm and I felt it wash over me. God this was good. I was flying. Daz looked at me and asked if I was feeling good. I could not talk but just moaned. My ass needed him desperately. I could not move but kept trying to raise my ass. Daz said to Joe to put his cock in my Mouth. Give him something to suck on. Daz looked at my hole and could see it winking at him. He reached for the bag of crystal. I was flying like never before but he placed the schards at my hole and roughly pushed them in. He worked then deep and I could feel him tearing up my hole. My high increased. He then placed his cock at my hole. He told me to look at him. It was hard to concentrate. I needed filling. I was desperate. Daz slapped my face and told me to focus. I looked deep into his eyes and then in one thrust he buried his foot long rod deep into my hole until he was ball deep. I screamed out loud. Joe's cock muffled the noise . I could feel that dazs cock had caused some damage but I wanted more. Daz pulled back to the enterance and then plunged in again. The pain felt good. I wanted him and I could not get enough. Daz fucked me for over an hour and I felt him flood my hole at least 3 times. He then pulled out and his cum started to run out. My hole bleeding. Daz told Joe to fuck me. Joe pulled his cock out of my mouth where I had been nursing it. He looked at my hole. High fives Daz and plunged his cock into my hole. I moaned. Daz came round to my face. I knew what he wanted. He put his dick against my lips. I opened my mouth and he started to feed me. I could taste all of my juices. I could feel the piercing scraping my throat. One Daz was deep inside my throat he told Joe to stay still. He tied of Joe's arm and his own. He then put a needle in Joe's arm and pulled back to get a register. He then put about a quarter of the contents in Joe's arm. He then placed the same need in his arm. Pulled back to get his register and again put about a quarter in his arm. They then pulled of the ties and coughed. Then then rode their rush. Daz then tied of my arm and placed the needle in my arm. He pulled back, got a register and emptied the contents in my arm. The tie was pulled of and I coughed again. I was really flying now. Joe and Daz then fucked my holes. I don't know how long it went on for as I was in a euphoric state. I had never felt so good in my life. When Joe and Daz had finished they both pulled out. My hole was plugged by a massive butt plug and I was untied and taken to the bedroom and layed down. Daz then said to Joe that I was one hot slut. He said that he had given me a full point the first time and .5 the second time. He said I would be flying for a good while yet. He said that I need to be kept hydrated . He then told Joe that he had some bottles made up in his bag which had been laced with G. I was fed one of these and laid back down. I wanted to be fucked again. The plug was not fulfilling my needs and Daz could see it. Daz asked Joe if he minded if he got some of his sellers over to give them a treat for all there hard work. Joe smiled and agreed. Daz got onto his phone and sent a few text. The first reply was within a minute. Daz said the first guy would be here in 10 minutes. Daz confirmed that the G would start to work about the same time. In my drugged up state I could not speak but I knew this amazing night was going to get better still. I could not wait

My Dad got back from a long haul Friday night, but instead of coming home he stayed at a flea back hotel near the truck depot. When my son Marc my son and I arrived at the hotel, we learned Dad had organized an ass-up-head-down weekend for us. Marc and I stripped down to our jocks and climbed onto the bed where we made out a bit until the door opened and in walked three truckers. I assumed they were friends of my Dad. They got down to business right away. Marc got two of them, one in his mouth, the other dirty fuck in his ass. I was ploughed by the third trucker. All the time Dad sat at the table and watched us play. When the guy in Marc's ass blew his load, he switched with the guy who Marc had been blowing. After the guy fucking me flooded my ass with cum, he withdrew and presented his cock so I could clean him up. In the course of the night a few more guys sporadically showed up, which caused the activity to start all over. One of the guys wanted to see Marc and me fuck, so we flip fucked a little. I've gotta admit I love Marc's pussy, especially when it's wet. We played like this the entire weekend. Over 18 guys fucked me and/or my son while my Dad watched. Oh, and after all was said and done, Dad fucked both of us.

If you let a guy fuck you bare expect his load in your hole too. Otherwise simply don't fuck bare. Period.

I was at Slammers in LA a couple months ago. After sticking my cock through the gloryholes a little and getting my cock hard, I made my way to the dark room. It was pretty crowded and hot and sweaty, with quite a bit of action going on around me. Needing some hole, I made way over to the fuck bench, where there were two bottoms ass up, both getting fucked. When the top fucking the guy on the left came, I moved over and took his place, stick my hard dick inside the bottom. I could tell his hole was FULL of cum. It squirted out around my cock and coated my dick as I pounded him. After a couple minutes of fucking, the top fucking the guy on the right shot a load, pulled out, and left. Since no one immediately moved over to take his place, I pulled out of the guy I was fucking and stuck my cock in the other bottom. He was also really full of cum. After a minute or two, I decided to switch back to the other bottom. As soon as I pulled out of the bottom on the right and entered the bottom on the left, a guy who had been watching came over and felched the bottom I had just pulled out of. I could hear and see and smell that the guy then pushed out a bunch of cum into the felcher's mouth. The felcher moaned in appreciation. He then stood up and suddenly kissed me, spilling the mouthful of cum that he had just received into my mouth. I swallowed, but some dribbled down my neck and chest. The felcher then knelt down and started licking my cock as it went in and out of the bottom I was fucking. I pulled out for a minute and he started felching the bottom -- who right then pushed out a huge load of cum into the felcher's mouth. And you guessed it -- the felcher stood up and kissed me, swapping another mouth load of cum into my mouth. This load was even bigger than the other and the felcher and I were soon coated in cum, sweat, spit, ass juice and lube as we made out. By this time, I was done and thrust back deep into the bottom and shot my load. I pulled out and the felcher and BOTH bottoms cleaned my cock with their tongues. By this point, there was a big crowd watching, and the bottoms returned to their positions to take more loads. The felcher and I left the dark room. I ended up bringing him back to my hotel, and I fucked him all night. He told me that he couldn't believe how much cum each of the bottoms had in his ass, but he loved knowing that it was multiple loads from multiple tops, all churned together in their rectums, pushed into his mouth, transferred to my mouth, and finally coming to rest in my stomach. So nasty. So hot. So slutty.